Chapter 503

Hiss.

This damn sense of déjà vu.

Kakashi's eye twitched, and he leaned against the lower half of the plate.

Damn, it's not as good as the ninja world.

Although this world doesn't have a world war, the crisis of the little broken ball is much more exciting than the killing of tens of thousands of people in the ninja world.

But it's not without benefits.

His energy shortage problem has been solved, the Sharingan can be controlled freely, and he can even open a giant with one eye, becoming a record-level magic eye.

Upward rainbow-level magic eyes are all rule abilities like Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, which are out of reach for the time being.

In short, his strength has skyrocketed, and he can be considered a fourth-rank upper-tier.

Plus the support of the Great Leyline, he has never fought such a rich account.

But...

"Too strong."

Kakashi looked at the black star in the sky surrounded by a group of streamers exploding with aurora, and couldn't help but sigh: "That thing wouldn't be a god, right."

Any one of those streamers is not weaker than him, who is now at least equivalent to the shadow pinnacle of the ninja world.

They are all old monsters of this world, or the ceiling of other worlds.

Still a mage-enhanced version like him.

This kind of giant joint siege, even a Near-God would be killed instantly, but the evil god's offspring even pressed them and hammered them.

"Relax, relax, the servant will arrive in twenty minutes, just persist for a while."

The lower body finished growing, Satoru Gojo tied his clothes around his waist to cover it without changing his face: "Also, don't be a jinx, that thing is different from a god..."

"Crimson!"

"Crimson... Crimson..."

Amidst the howling sound of countless people overlapping, amidst the murmurs and low chants.

"I am the Scarlet King..."

282. Arima Kisho: Sorry, I really can't hold it anymore

No... no way.

The two were frozen, looking up stiffly.

High above the sky.

That seventh evil god's offspring, the giant vortex composed of flesh blocks like crimson pupils in the sky, moved at some point.

Rotating like a magnificent millstone.

As it rotated, countless crimson mists emerged from mountains, oceans, great marshes, and all spirits, as if all rivers returned to the flow and returned to it.

At this moment, a certain qualitative change seemed to occur, and an oppressive, cruel, vast, and infinite aura was transmitted.

The crimson vortex suddenly lit up.

Creak.

The sound of some porcelain shattering echoed.

A giant hand pierced through the "pupil," probed out, covered with scales like the most sacred and magnificent ruby, exuding the aura of another dimension.

Immediately after, the second, third, fourth...

Subsequently, six red-scaled giant hands grabbed the edge of the crack and tore it fiercely, and a humanoid with four expressionless faces walked out completely.

That was a physique perfect beyond human intelligence, clearly covered in red scales, with four faces and six arms, but it gave people a charm perfect enough to give birth to divinity.

Like a beast, the anti-joint beast hooves stepped on the vortex, and the four-faced god opened six arms and roared silently.

"I am the Scarlet King!!! (?????!!!)"

At this moment, the world seemed to freeze.

Only countless crimson fungal mats spread from under its feet toward the earth, mountains, and rivers... the whole world.

"I told you, don't be a jinx~~"

Satoru Gojo felt his cells screaming, muttering in despair.

Familiar.

Earthlings are really too damn familiar.

This kind of majesty that transcends the world, this kind of essence that overrides everything, you don't even need to think to know, this damn thing is really a god.

A god returning from death.

Kakashi was expressionless.

Is it too late for me to take back my words now?

Edge of the battlefield.

"Wow... that guy has four faces!"

In the Master Mutual Aid Society that had retreated to the second-line battlefield, Kazuma showed an expression like crying and laughing.

Others didn't find it funny at all, looking numbly at the crimson fungal mat spreading from the horizon like a tsunami.

Along the way, whether it was monsters, machines, or the earth, there was no difference; they would be assimilated instantly and become a member of the fungal mat.

Even if it was just the pollution scattered unconsciously by the god, it was not something mortals could bear.

"Run, this is no longer a situation we can handle."

Holding her hand tightly, Yukino Yukinoshita barely hooked the corner of her mouth.

Even she couldn't be happy at this moment.

God.

The more you know, the more desperate you are.

"Yukino-nee, then what about you..."

Marin Kitagawa looked over with a pale face.

She heard the meaning in Yukino's tone.

Others also suddenly woke up and looked at Yukino together.

"Yukino-nee, are you planning to stay here?!!"

"It's meaningless, even if you might be the strongest among us, but..."

Less than fourth-rank, you don't even have the qualifications to stand, you can't walk in front of Them at all.

In fact, even fifth-rank is meaningless, this is already the gap between gods and people.

Even their corpses can't be destroyed...

Even if Yukino Yukinoshita was the first to arrive at A+, and now had broken through to the third-rank limit mage level of A++.

But... the gap is too big.

"Well, I definitely can't, but I'm a master."

"Subaru could summon a servant in another world without a ritual, just by using a command spell, maybe I can too."

Yukino shook her fair wrist with the command spell, trying to smile easily and calmly as usual, but the oppression from the divine life level, even she lost this fine control.

Others' eyes lit up.

Indeed.

Natsuki Subaru didn't hold a ritual at that time, just with extreme prayer in a desperate situation, and then the great hero Heracles responded to him and appeared in another world.

That's another world.

Even another world can, there's no reason why a parallel world can't.

Originally they gave up summoning heroic spirits, came here, and planned to endure for a month, waiting for the next opportunity...

"Then we stay too."

"Yukino-nee, I'll play mage or add more."

Kazuma's legs were shaking, but he still said stiffly: "Kazuma-sama has been looking forward to it for a long time."

Yukino pulled the corner of her mouth.

Are you guys not afraid?

She was scared to death.

If it weren't for the new Fuyuki City behind her, if it weren't for the Master Mutual Aid Society being the only career she established with her own will, and the one she poured all her efforts into...