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 the foundation, what is the probability of us winning?"

The head of the Reston family brought a glimmer of expectation and looked at the professor from Miskatonic University beside him.

The old cultivation system, although there is no god, has the duty of guarding the old seals, and is well-informed about the Evil God.

Maybe there is a way?

"Zero."

Miskatonic University ritual studies professor Moxide looked at him expressionlessly.

"God is an existence that transcends human wisdom, a transcendent being that transcends the ultimate, and most are the personification of some rule of the world, even if it is a god who becomes a god later.

It is the ruler of absolute power.

Perhaps dragging down the god's corpse gave you an illusion, but the difference of a line is the difference between heaven and abyss.

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...

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

He continued.

What do these two have to do with humans? One will be an adult angel in a few hundred years, and the other will become a pseudo-servant in a shorter time.

"..."

Although they had expected it, the big shots still had a glimmer of delusion, looking at the team in the monitoring screen that was holding forty-six alien visitors.

"What about them? Is their so-called 'Completion Ceremony' possible..."

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

Are you crazy?

Just those dozens of goods who just arrived at the rough version of the old system's fourth stage complete body, and they deserve to touch porcelain gods?

Our old system, which has been perfected for tens of thousands of years and pushed to the fifth stage ultimate body, doesn't dare to say that.

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

Even if it can really be achieved.

It is definitely 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..."

The roar like a storm, like thunder, like the incarnation of natural concepts, resounded in the clouds.

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

Even mages with magecraft protection felt their hearts become extreme uncontrollably, 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 blue giant, the incarnation of the storm on the earth, took steps, and the scarlet vortex in the sky also began to move toward New Fuyuki, where life was most concentrated.

Under the tilted plate.

The two silver-haired people looked up numbly, watching the giant foot like the wall of the Lord of the Sky Cloud step over from their side.

The earth seemed to be dancing, and the overflowing majesty made even them, the Fourth Rank upper-middle or even limit powerhouses, unable to move.

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

"I told you not to be a crow's mouth..."

Gojo Satoru muttered and stood up looking at the giant, trying to adapt to the suppression of this life level.

This time it's really dead.

He developed the great magecraft as a trump card, hoping to let this giant god have fun.

Kakashi also squirmed his lips, and finally didn't refute because of lack of confidence, and also tried hard to heal his broken arm.

This time, he really has to trade his life for time.

Only after truly close contact with such an existence did he realize how desperate the gap was.

Can the Lightning Release magecraft he developed in combination with ninjutsu really play a role?

"Old man, I'm really going to go first this time."

Standing on the shoulder of the Wang Fu statue, looking up at the incarnation of the storm moving in the roar of the earth, Jiraiya muttered.

No luck at all.

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

He knew that this was no longer a gap that a great magecraft could erase.

Even if the True Number Thousand Hands has a special attack 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 suppress the giant sub-god for a moment.

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

"It's called Yukinoshita, right? How long until one o'clock in the morning?"

Yukino's calm voice came from the distributed watch.

"Nineteen minutes, twenty-seven seconds."

Nineteen minutes?

Jiraiya smiled bitterly.

In normal times, the time that passes in an instant when dazed, but at this moment, it seems as far away as the ends of the earth.

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

"I know."

Jiraiya took a deep breath.

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

Or sacrifice New Fuyuki to delay until the servant descends.

To be honest, no one is sure that a servant in poor condition can rival such a magnificent god.

Not to mention that this is even an existence in the second step of the mythological realm, a powerhouse among gods.

But...

The light of the soul flows in the soul, the thinking of the god spreads and spreads in the darkness, and the weak body stands on the shoulder of the Wang Fu.

The crumbling will is crossing the abyss of madness and stupidity.

"I am Toad Sage Jiraiya!!!"

No matter how terrifying the desperate situation is, the man named Jiraiya will never be defeated.

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

"Lord Jiraiya, please wait a moment."

A familiar voice sounded, and a cyan martial god dozens of meters high approached rapidly in the sky.

"Kakashi??"

"It's me."

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

Both were killed on the battlefield, so there was no more talk, 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, cyan blazing flames burned fiercely from his whole body, like the light of a torch in the darkness.

Burning the power deep in the soul, combined with magecraft, erupted in the form of a formation, forming the absolute power that once crisscrossed the ninja world.

Complete body—Susanoo Martial God!

The blazing flames quickly spread from him to Jiraiya... and even the Buddha statue, and like a prairie fire, multiplied infinitely, quickly covering the whole body of the Wang Fu.