The villainous second young lady becomes a god in a bizarre Tokyo.

"Is the Pure Land of Truth itself?!"

It is precisely because of this that it was only now that Kamishiro Himeko and Tamamo-no-Mae discovered that the Gokuraku Shinryo was holding a blood sacrifice.

Moreover, this blood sacrifice pattern was unheard of before, and seemed to be an unpredictable usage that the other party had researched on their own.

At that moment, Himeko Kamishiro spoke.

"No matter what, we must not allow the Blissful Truth Sect to succeed in whatever they want to do."

"Whatever the purpose of the blood sacrifice."

"We must destroy it!"

Tamamo-no-Mae instantly used her mental power to inform all the fox-eared priestesses, instructing them to create as large a pit as possible to slow down the formation of the blood sacrifice.

Kamishiro-hime also began issuing orders to her subordinates.

However, it was precisely while they were doing this that...

A sound as loud as a megaphone suddenly boomed in their ears, shaking the depths of their souls!

The dense vocal lines overlapped like layers of mountains, as if countless ghosts were whispering.

“It’s a real headache.”

"You guys actually found out beforehand."

"That would force me to..."

"—I'll kill you right now, sister."

The next moment, a figure emerged from the blood-stained sedan chair.

A black current shot straight up into the sky, creating ripples that spread across the heavens.

……

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Chapter 84: The Turning Point

The moment Naraku Kamishiro stepped out of the blood-stained palanquin.

He then opened his eyes, which were as black as ink with no white showing, filled with gloom and despair.

If you listen carefully, you can also hear howls that sound like those of wild beasts.

However, at this moment, Naraku Kamishiro's lips curled into a twisted smile.

"It'll be here soon, it'll be here soon, little sister."

"Once I make the Pure Land of Truth the leading religion, you will have no choice but to establish it as the state religion."

"When the Pure Land True Principles sect became the state religion..."

"Next, it's your turn."

"I will get everything I deserve."

Naraku Kamishiro's expression was deep, and his low, murmuring voice sounded eerily like a hundred people speaking at once.

Admittedly, many high-ranking members are aware of the true nature of the Pure Land cult, which is undoubtedly a cult.

However, before the emergence of Ryuko Shrine, Gokuraku Shinrikyo was the undisputed number one religion in the country.

Moreover, through Jindai Naraku's actions, he could potentially influence the sects of Gokuraku Shinryo, eliminating or merging them all.

This resulted in the remaining cults being small groups with fewer than a hundred members.

This left the royal family with only one option: the Pure Land True Principle Sect.

Unfortunately, an accident occurred.

A few years ago, the Ryuko Shrine suddenly appeared, and it had dozens of beautiful and exquisite shrine maidens, all of whom were supernatural beings.

Furthermore, the palace attendant is a B-level expert.

Many perverts went to visit, and surprisingly, some of their wishes came true, and the priest had the ability to heal injuries and illnesses.

The news spread quickly.

Before Naraku could fully react, Ryuko Shrine had instantly become a force to be reckoned with.

The palace chief was someone of the same rank as him.

There is simply no way to counter it.

Just a few days ago, I could only watch helplessly as the throne bestowed upon the king by the royal family was given to him.

"Little sister, I didn't want to clash with you so soon."

"But……"

"You forced me to do this."

"You forced me to massacre the city."

With a deep, dark gaze, he spoke softly.

"But it's all good. Let your filthy blood merge with mine and help me ascend to the supreme throne of demigod."

He began to make strange hand gestures.

The blood flowing beside him floated in mid-air, gathering into symbols that appeared one by one.

As a peak B-level ability user, he is also a B-level sorcerer.

Sorcerers are restricted by conglomerates and other organizations because the subsequent extraordinary content is a complete set that requires them to pledge allegiance to obtain.

But he was different; his identity as a sorcerer came from the royal family.

Moreover, as the oldest royal family, the extraordinary sorcery they possess is unmatched by other conglomerates and organizations.

This blood sacrifice method was derived from what he had learned and observed, and then modified by Naraku Kamishiro.

Back then, his special ability was "fusion," not the royal family's "all-encompassing."

However, his ambition wouldn't allow him to indulge in pleasure and wait for death. Unlike his two brothers who were nothing but trash, he wanted that position!

He had no choice but to use the abilities of a sorcerer to enhance his combat power.

Unfortunately, even so, it was still far from the [All-Encompassing] superpower. His painstakingly cultivated sorcery skills combined with his fusion abilities were far inferior.

He was so angry that he couldn't even compare to those two trashy guys at the same level, which drove him crazy.

Later, during a battle with the supernatural being in a state of despair, he fused with the supernatural being and discovered the true use of fused supernatural abilities.

He easily defeated those two guys who relied on superpowers but lacked diligence and talent.

but……

What followed was being expelled from the royal family.

"You'll regret this."

A whisper, like the howl of a demon, came from Naraku Kamishiro's mouth.

He is Naraku of the Age of Gods, Naraku of the Age of Gods, the Imperial Family of the Age of Gods... an inescapable hell!

The index fingers and thumbs on both sides are crossed, and the strange hand seal is completed.

An invisible wave suddenly swept across the entire area, and all the cultists, superhumans, and soldiers in the midst of battle felt a death-like chill.

Then, beneath Naraku Kamishiro's black robe, countless protrusions stretched wildly outward, and extreme pain assaulted his nerves. However, he did not scream; instead, a ferocious smile appeared on his lips.

"Divine sacrifice".

"start."

Countless streams of black energy slowly rose from Naraku's expression, drifting continuously into the sky.

The next moment, the black energy condensed and took shape, and a deep, dark pillar of light suddenly spread outward, breaking through the clouds and radiating a halo.

Soon, layers of dark clouds covered half the sky, accompanied by thunderous roars.

Upon seeing this, Naraku Kamishiro's left hand transformed into a sharp claw, tearing fiercely at the right bowl, causing a spray of bright red, eerie blood to gush out instantly.

But a strange scene happened.

The blood did not fall to the ground, but instead surged into the sky and merged into the dark clouds.

The next second, it started raining.

Rainwater is neither pure nor clear.

But...

Vivid, glistening, and eerily crimson rainwater!

"The battle has entered its second phase."

"The childish fighting is over. Let's get ready for an even more thrilling battle!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Naraku Kamishiro looked up at the blood rain that covered his own camp, and covered his face with his already healed right hand, then began to laugh wildly.