Chapter 295

"Another bigger one came?"

Kazuma, who was carrying Hideyoshi and running to the ground, had a face that almost turned green.

This is the rhythm of not stopping until the Earth is played to death.

No, we must dismantle that pyramid, otherwise, with this thing pointing the way, Evil Gods will come one after another.

"I don't suggest you get close."

A cold mechanical voice echoed in the deepest part of Kazuma's mind: "That location has become a beacon for Tsathoggua.

Tsathoggua is the ruler of the dark dimension — N'kai."

"Even you can't?"

Kazuma was somewhat incredulous.

When he sank into the darkness of death, he had a glimpse and understood how great and beyond understanding this consciousness was.

"Tsathoggua is an ancient god from the outer universe, and is also a middle-to-upper existence among the Great Old Ones, representing the eternal darkness of everything.

Even the Mu Continent of your planet's prehistoric era was widely worshipped, and even once replaced Yhoundeh.

I, who entered with you as a beacon, cannot..."

"So even you can't?"

Kazuma asked again.

"I have no concept of emotion, an absolute rational conceptualization, so the law is useless to me."

The cold mechanical voice responded.

Kazuma continued: "So you're afraid?"

"I am the mechanical mind Ulthar, the Ancient God monitoring the Great Old Ones, would I be afraid?"

The mechanical voice paused: "If you want to destroy that beacon pyramid, your power is not enough.

Within ten minutes, find that boy in silver armor and let him use that golden torrent again..."

Suddenly.

Its voice stopped abruptly.

"Ah... another big guy came."

Kazuma tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but it looked like he was crying.

Under the suffocating pressure, the vortex emitted an unbearable tremor, and one could faintly see a chaotic eye peeking over here through the vortex.

Everyone felt a chill all over, and their scalps tingled.

Holy shit.

Another one came?

"The Proliferation of the Solitary — Yoth-Tlaggon."

Solomon III spat out these words and looked at the federal high-level officials expressionlessly: "Tell me, how many cultists are actually in that place?"

Ah... this...

The federal high-level officials looked at each other awkwardly.

You might not believe it if I say it, but in terms of cults, our Federation might have a few hundred million more.

……

The whole world was stirred up by a storm, and whispers that sounded like murmurs and praise rang in everyone's hearts.

If it weren't for the big shot who probably gave them protection, they would have all gone crazy long ago.

The entire planet's atmosphere was stirred like crazy, as if... no, it's that there really is a magnificent life form squeezing over here.

People could clearly see the chaotic vortex being stretched several times larger, and chaotic, twisted, and crazy eyes were staring at this side.

People were numb.

How many are there?

Japan, why don't you just die already? Those government officials should be dragged out and whipped.

Right under your nose in the capital, you hid so many cults?

Suddenly.

With the tearing sound that rang out, two terrifying claws grabbed the edge of the chaotic vortex and tore violently...

Amidst the incomparably terrifying aura.

The sky disappeared.

Because an incomparably magnificent body covered it.

Over the entire Japan, the clouds were pushed away, even on the other side of the ocean, the west coast of the Federation.

One could clearly see that chaotic, twisted god covered in arms as hair.

As if escaping from a cage, the Ancient God named Tsathoggua spread his arms and roared to declare,

His magnificent body split into countless big mouths, forming layers of roars that scattered the atmosphere and cleansed the whole world.

But that was not the end...

"I am the Lord of Heaven and Earth, Yoth-Tlaggon..."

Immediately after, the second, the third...

A full seven magnificent gods pushed aside the sea of clouds, sat in the high sky, and overlooked this blue planet.

The whole world was trembling, shaking, and their souls were trembling.

"Dead, dead, this time we're really dead!"

The giant gods who tore through dimensions and appeared between heaven and earth were constantly showing the world the greatness of another dimension.

That magnificent divine body that even the sky couldn't contain seemed like it would tear the sky down with one hand.

Just when everyone thought this wave was going to be the end, and humanity was going to collapse halfway through its venture.

A gentle breeze rippled.

Time seemed to stand still.

The sky, the earth, and the present world became transparent in an instant, everything was blurring, turning into chaos, and one could faintly see a dreamlike scene...

People actually felt a familiar yet strange light clearly, definitely, and incomparably certainly in this reality.

The ultimate light.

The brilliance that saves everything.

In a trance, they saw the other shore outside this world, with green mountains and clear waters, and rippling smoke and waves.

A gentle and handsome man was leaning under the Tree of Eternity for a rest, his silver long hair cascading like a waterfall.

Pure.

Transparent.

Although it was dreamlike at this moment, everyone recognized who it was...

The Holy King!!!

Many people shouted out, and the feeling at that moment could not be expressed by anyone, and tears flowed down immediately.

It's grievance.

Praying to heaven was useless, kowtowing to the earth had no results, the big shots couldn't even protect themselves, and Earth-kun was about to be finished.

It was still him.

It was still him who arrived.

All eyes were focused on one figure.

Containing expectation and hope.

The silver figure seemed to wake up from a long dream and stretched lazily.

As if driving away a stink bug, he didn't even open his eyes and flicked his finger.

"... Why do I feel saved?"

A certain star girl who hadn't wiped away her tears yet said with a sobbing tone.

"Me too, I suddenly feel relaxed, the stone in my heart has disappeared... as if I've already been saved."

A girl light novelist who was prepared to cling to him choked up.

In fact, countless people at this moment felt their hearts relax.

The next moment.

Following the Holy King's flick of his finger.

In an instant.