Chapter 252

The bigwigs looked at the bespectacled man in horror.

And saw him nod solemnly.

"That great demon is probably trying to borrow the great power of the Old Gods slumbering on the moon to resurrect her son, Abe no Seimei."

Damn!

The bigwigs' scalps were about to explode, roaring: "Then what are you waiting for, stop her!!!!"

Damn it, they were just bragging; they couldn't understand the severity of the problem at all.

But once it involved that ruthless person who almost reshaped I don't know how many Earths, even they felt a fear that shook them to their core.

"But..."

The youth's voice was even crying: "But we can no longer lock onto her location."

And, even a former mortal turning into a Deep One is so fierce.

What about Tamamo-no-Mae, who was already ridiculously powerful to begin with?

"General Budel..."

The old man in the main seat revealed a trace of ruthlessness: "Go back and prepare immediately, stand by at any time, and if necessary, empty the nuclear arsenal and bomb the Japanese archipelago to the bottom of the sea."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

The true decision-makers of the Federation, who had never been in agreement, were perfectly aligned at this moment.

They immediately issued the highest order.

But even so, a shadow seemed to cover everyone's faces.

What a joke.

That was a disaster that even the Sky Screen emphasized.

Damn it.

After being hit so many times and seeing so much, the Federation, which once had the ambition to be invincible, really had no spirit left.

Subconsciously looking up.

Save us, Holy King.

Federation.

Massachusetts, Reverse Reverse Side of Arkham Town.

The true mysterious location of the world.

Deep within Miskatonic University, which looked like a normal university. "Professor?"

The students below were confused.

"Nothing, everyone continue the experiment as I said, finish it and go."

The professor, who had just accidentally strangled a higher-order Byakhee, turned around calmly and walked toward the door.

But the sharp-eyed students still noticed his legs were shaking...

One minute.

In the Dreamlands, which was located in the inner layer of the world, in an ancient castle.

"Something big is wrong, Dean."

The professor, who couldn't control his form and had already expanded into a four-meter-tall tentacle monster, ran toward the Dean who was leisurely dissecting an Evil God priest as if he had peed his pants.

"What's the matter?"

The Dean calmly dissected the deformed wrist-foot of the Evil God priest.

"Someone is summoning the Old Ones!!!"

"Huh???"

The Dean turned his head violently, his voice changed.

At the same time.

Great powers all over the world had successively obtained the same judgment.

Because it involved that person and the Sky Screen, it immediately received the highest attention.

They all tightened their highest alerts and directly sent their strongest supernatural teams, determined to nip the danger in the bud before everything happened.

Subsequently...

Almost all the nuclear weapons in the world were aimed at the Japanese archipelago, and in the terrifying atmosphere, they were ready to go.

Japan:???

157. The Great Festival of the Mortal World, Thousand-Handed Demon Monster Aji Tomoya, Sword Demon Kokushibo!

Four hours ago.

Tokyo.

Beneath the government building.

Deep tunnels, which had been excavated at some unknown time and crisscrossed like overpasses, reached their end.

A magnificent hollow with a radius of ten thousand meters appeared.

Monsters like Deep Ones were carrying giant stones and busy, densely packed, who knew how many there were.

A majestic altar was gradually taking shape.

Various strange, chaotic patterns wound on it, emitting a strange aura of chaos, wriggling, and whispering.

Standing at the highest point of the altar, Tamamo-no-Mae, behind whom something chaotic and twisted seemed to be rolling, looked back suddenly.

One of the Deep Ones she had sent out to capture humans had been lost.

She wasn't surprised by this.

Although she had instructed them to be quiet and not attract the attention of the outside humans.

But this world still had its foundation, not to mention the addition of unexpected factors like mages and Heroic Spirits.

However...

"Actually annihilated even the divine power of my God?"

The cold-tempered beauty opened her eyes in disbelief.

How the hell is this possible?

The more she came into contact with ancient secrets and the more she sank into this great and chaotic power, the more she understood.

In reality, there was nothing that could confront the Great Ones.

If there was, then it must be them against each other.

Wait...

She subconsciously looked at the sky.

Could it be that that person made a move?

Thinking of this possibility, even she, as a reincarnation demon who was nearly nine generations complete, was terrified.

Like a frightened little rabbit, she subconsciously wanted to shrink back into her hole.

"No, I can't give up, Seimei, Seimei is still waiting for me."

That chaos allowed her to maintain clarity in the negative-negative-equals-positive way.

"Just like my God who was sealed, even if it is that person, what extent can he reach while on the other shore?"

She constantly analyzed herself.

Constantly comforted herself.

Finally, she... decisively chickened out.

"Hmm, that's it, there's no need to be perfect; the preparations made are enough. Seven days later, at dusk, I will unfold the ritual directly."

Having made up her mind, she simply started arranging the ritual nodes now.

There was no need to sacrifice the entire Japanese archipelago.

Anyway, the Tokyo metropolitan area had one-third of Japan's population, and tens of millions should be enough.

She had plenty of other preparations.

Invisible will was transmitted.

Soon, amidst the roar of giant monsters, seven humanoid creatures appeared suddenly, all kneeling on one knee before her.

"Lord Priest, what are your orders?"

Their auras were chaotic, crazy, yet all incredibly powerful.

They were not on the same dimension as ordinary Deep Ones.

Tamamo-no-Mae scanned these seven masterpieces of hers, feeling a little more confident in her heart.

Influenced by the Sky Screen, she abandoned the idea of human-sea tactics from the past and specifically molded these seven elites with the power of most gods.

Except for the existence named Aji Tomoya, all were former supernatural beings, already powerful existences that surpassed mortals.

Under her modification, they had already stepped into an incredible level.

Nodding with satisfaction, she spoke indifferently.

"It is time!"

"The moment we have been waiting for."

The seven monsters were stunned, followed by fanatical surprise:

"Lord Priest, do you mean? Is it time to welcome the descent of our Lord?"

"Finally, finally waited for the descent of the new world."

"Ah, how wonderful, how joyful, today I want to eat two virgins to celebrate."

Various fanatical, insane mutterings didn't come from their mouths, but from all over their bodies.

As if every organ in their bodies had its own will.

Chaotic pollution immediately filled the hollow.

They howled, whispered, murmured, and seven twisted chaotic auras vented wantonly in ecstasy, so much so that even ordinary Deep Ones fell to the ground as if they couldn't bear it.

Even one of the seven monsters, the Deep Sea Priest, extended its eyeballs to Tamamo-no-Mae's face, sniffing greedily.

It wasn't coveting any beauty.

It was coveting the aura of God on her.

*Bang.

Tamamo-no-Mae expressionlessly pinched the eyeball until it exploded.

Unlike her.

She was accurately called an Evil God priest.

And these few had completely become the Evil God's dependents; accurately speaking, it was doubtful whether they were the same as they were in the past.

Countless chaotic voices filled the air.

Deep Ones exploded by the hundreds under the pressure of the aura, splashing green slime everywhere.

Tamamo-no-Mae couldn't stand it, and as if unintentionally, a few words came out of her mouth indifferently.

"However, that person might interfere."

She emphasized the word "that person," believing that even these chaotic, foolish monsters should understand.

Only God, one cannot mention his name; to think of it is to have a response.

Sure enough.

The few monsters that were completely fanatical and insane seemed to have their throats choked, and the magic sound piercing the hollow stopped abruptly.

The dancing, insane figures froze at this moment; Tamamo-no-Mae even saw that the third one, which was the most troublesome, had its wrist-foot full of tentacles and eyeballs tremble.

"That person?"

Its figure even trembled faintly.

"Hmm, that human Holy King, enemy of God, Awakened One of the other shore."

Tamamo-no-Mae muttered in her heart while answering.

Sure enough, it wasn't my problem at all.

Once this name was mentioned, even the Evil God dependents whose brains were only left with God were forced to calm down.

"Are we going to be enemies with that person?"

Seven monsters, with eyes under their armpits, on their wrist-feet, on their chests... stared at her fixedly.

As if the next moment she dared to nod, they would dare to kill their master immediately.

What a joke.

They were crazy, not brain-damaged.

They still had a bit of self-awareness.

If that person wanted to stop them, even if they prepared for a thousand years and tried hundreds of millions of times, it would be impossible to succeed.

That Evil of Humanity, who was forced to exit the muddled state just by seeing that face, had tried 370 million times.

And almost dragged everything down to be buried with it, but still failed.

"Of course not."

Tamamo-no-Mae denied it decisively and asked back: "Do you think we are qualified to enter his line of sight?"

The seven monsters shuddered.

What a joke, they had self-awareness about their attributes.

Once they appeared in that person's field of vision, they would probably die decisively in an instant, unable to be pulled back.

"Furthermore, he is on the other shore after all, and may not have much ability to interfere in the mortal world."

"When my God descends, my God will deal with it..."

She looked at the seven monsters dangerously: "Do you think my God cannot deal with it?"

The seven monsters shook their heads repeatedly.

Tamamo-no-Mae, who regained the initiative, snorted coldly: "Then hurry up and go, nail the nodes in the five directions of the city."

"Aji Tomoya, the masters you hate are currently all in Chiba, how about you go to Chiba?"

"Thank you so much, Lord Priest."

That mountain of flesh piled up with layers of arms was the former Aji Tomoya.

Layers of arms bloomed like chrysanthemums, revealing the insane face inside.

At this moment, it could no longer see the traces of the past; the flesh covering his body rippled like waves.

The flesh, which was as huge as a mountain range, would cause small-scale tremors just by moving.

"Then those annoying exorcists from the Isayama family will be left to you, Kazuhiro."

The behind-the-scenes boss of *Ga-Rei: Zero*, now like a slender and tall Deep Sea Messenger, had a crack in his abdomen, revealing a sea snake that was wriggling and crawling.

"Hahahaha, are we back to the original trajectory? That's fine, Lord Priest."

After giving instructions one by one, Tamamo-no-Mae finally looked at the six-eyed demon monster with eight arms and a long sword in its hand with trepidation.

"Then I will leave the altar to you to guard, Kokushibo."

Actually, she had intended for the first Deep One, the ghost king named Muzan, but that ghost thing was too good at hiding.

Every time she didn't wait for her to get close, it slipped away like a frightened rabbit.

It was ridiculously lecherous.

And it's a ghost king, heh... ptooey.

After thinking about it, she added.

"... ait here, perhaps you can fight that person's blessed one and appreciate the swordsmanship of the Confidential Confidential Age of Gods."

Hearing this, the Sword Demon's six eyes moved in unison, and a long hair made of tentacles moved with the wind.

"As you wish."

"Very good."

She walked to the top of the pyramid altar and held up her scepter.

"Three days later, at dusk, it will be the day of my God's descent."

The sky was just beginning to brighten.

Most people were already up.

No, to be precise, they hadn't slept at all, their eyes red all night, still immersed in the intertwined emotions of jealousy and envy.

Some didn't even go to work, wandering the streets and alleys, looking for Deep Ones, looking for monsters...