Chapter 506

An existence of this level, let alone three, even one is beyond the scope of human response.

"Moxi... Professor Moxide, if we use our foundation, what is the possibility of us winning?"

The head of the Reston family brought a hint of expectation, looking at the professor from Miskatonic University beside him.

The old-day cultivation system, although there is no existence of gods, its duty is to watch the old-day seals, and it is knowledgeable about evil gods.

Maybe there is a way?

"Zero."

Miskatonic University ritual professor Moxide looked at him expressionlessly.

"God is an existence that transcends human intelligence, a transcendent who overrides the ultimate, mostly the personification of some rule of the world, even if it is a god achieved later.

It is the ruler of absolute power.

Perhaps dragging down the corpse of a god gave you an illusion, but the difference of a line is a chasm.

Not to mention the god of the second step, even an existence that has just stepped into the gate of the divine realm is by no means something humans can..."

Uh...

He suddenly thought of the agent of the Holy King, and that holy spirit embryo, the angel cub Reinhard.

If these two explode, deeply awaken, maybe they can drag down a primary god.

But soon...

"It is by no means something humans can handle."

He continued to finish.

These two have half a cent relationship with humans, one will be an adult angel in a few hundred years, and the other can become a pseudo-servant in a shorter time.

"..."

Although he had expected it, the big shots still had a hint of delusion, looking at the team that imprisoned the forty-six alien visitors on the monitoring screen.

"What about them? Is their so-called 【Completion Ritual】 possible..."

Before he finished speaking, he found Moxide looking at him like a fool.

Are you crazy?

Just those dozens of goods who have just reached the fourth-stage complete body of the rough version of the old-day system, also worthy of touching porcelain gods?

Our old-day system, which has been perfected for ten thousand years and pushed to the fifth-step ultimate body, doesn't dare to say that.

That bullshit sand sculpture completion ritual must have some conspiracy in it.

Even if it can really be achieved.

It must also be some more terrifying existence that gave them divine source quality, allowing them to ascend to godhood in one step, and having a deeper conspiracy.

"Spirituality..."

"So much spirituality..."

Like a storm, like thunder, the roar like the personification of natural concepts echoed in the clouds.

Even if it was just a murmur, it was like the roar of a giant beast, and what spilled out was even more terrifying pollution.

Even mages protected by magecraft felt that their hearts were uncontrollably becoming extreme, their consciousness gradually blurred, and even their bodies showed a certain degree of deformity.

"Eat... eat... eat..."

These gods who had just returned obviously had very vague selves, and instinct dominated them.

The personification of the storm on the earth took steps, and the crimson vortex in the sky also began to move toward the new Fuyuki, where life was most abundant.

Under the tilted plate.

The silver-haired two looked up numbly, watching the giant foot like the sky wall of the Lord of Heaven and Clouds step past their side.

The earth seemed to be dancing, and the spilled majesty made even these fourth-rank upper-tier or even limit powerhouses unable to move.

This is the essential pressure unique to life forms of that level.

"I told you not to be a jinx..."

Satoru Gojo looked at the giant and muttered to get up, trying to make himself adapt to this suppression of life level.

This time it's really dead.

He developed the big magecraft as a trump card, hoping that this giant god would have fun.

Kakashi also squirmed his lips, and finally didn't refute with insufficient confidence, also trying to heal his broken arm.

This time, he really had to use his life to exchange for time.

Only after truly close contact with this kind of existence did he realize that the gap was such a desperate chasm.

Can the lightning-style magecraft he developed combined with ninjutsu really play a role?

"Old man, I'm really going to take a step first this time."

Standing on the shoulder of the King Buddha statue, looking up at the storm personification moving in the roar of the earth, Jiraiya muttered.

No luck at all.

When feeling the screaming of the body cells and the trembling of the soul's instinct.

He knew that this was no longer a gap that a big magecraft could smooth out.

Even if the True Number Thousand Hands has special attacks against giant monsters, relying on this miracle that combines the essence of the two worlds, as a fourth-rank limit, he is even enough to press the giant sub-god for a while.

But facing this desperate sky wall... no hope, no possibility of victory.

"Is it called Yukino, how long until one o'clock in the morning?"

On the issued watch, Yukino's calm voice came.

"Nineteen minutes, twenty-seven seconds."

Nineteen minutes?

Jiraiya smiled bitterly.

In normal times, the time that passes in a flash, at this moment, seems as far away as the ends of the earth.

Over there, Yukino was silent for a while, and continued: "Personnel evacuation is enough in one minute, there is no need to persist to the end."

"I know."

Jiraiya took a deep breath.

Yukino's meaning is very clear, rely on the layout of New Fuyuki to do the final delay.

Or sacrifice New Fuyuki to delay until the servant descends.

Honestly, no one is sure now that a servant in a poor state can rival this magnificent god.

Not to mention this is even a god of the second step of the mythological field, a powerhouse among gods.

But...

The light of the soul flows in the soul, the thinking of the god erodes and spreads in the darkness, and the weak body stands on the shoulder of the King Buddha.

The crumbling will crosses the abyss of madness and stupidity.

"I am the Toad Sage Jiraiya!!!"

Even in the face of a more terrifying desperate situation, the man named Jiraiya would never be defeated.

Just as he was about to hit a stone with an egg and delay with his life...

"Jiraiya-sama, please wait."

A familiar voice rang out, and a sky-blue martial god dozens of meters high approached rapidly.

"Kakashi??"

"It's me."

In the purple armored martial god, Kakashi said helplessly: "Relying on Jiraiya-sama alone is too reluctant, I'll come too, add my Susanoo to your True Number Thousand Hands, that guy Satoru Gojo is stretching the space under the god's feet, but he can't hold it for long either."

They were all killed on the battlefield, without much words, Jiraiya nodded.

"However, this level of Susanoo is not enough, right?"

"It will be enough soon."

Kakashi dispersed Susanoo and walked to Jiraiya's side.

Subsequently, sky-blue scorching flames burned from his whole body, like a torch in the darkness.

Burning the power deep in the soul, combined with magecraft, erupting in the form of an array, forming the absolute power that once traversed the ninja world.

Complete Body—Susanoo Martial God!

The scorching flames quickly spread from him to Jiraiya... and even the Buddha, and like a prairie fire, quickly covered the whole body of the King Buddha.