Chapter 230: Proud to Be a Person of the Origin Realm (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Then.

In the sight of all people, the Netherspawn, and the arriving Glass Puppets and other Void Demons, a divine hand radiating lunar radiance emerged from the rippling night sky, as if extending from the Huang Quan of the Nine Heavens, crossing the Huang Quan and Nine Skies, spanning both the Netherworld and the Divine Realm, arriving upon the mortal world.

Thus it descended from the heavens.

"No!"

"Spare us!"

The Netherspawn, including those of the King realm, tried to flee, but found the passage blocked by Void Demons; when they tried to escape to other parts of the Origin Realm, they suddenly felt their bodies frozen, unable to move, helplessly seized by the divine hand.

The divine hand was enormous, grasping all ten thousand Netherspawn who had fled into its palm at once.

Like picking up chicks.

It was lifted back into the dark sky, then hurled violently toward the inner world within that eye.

"Since this is your first trespass, my lord overlooks your minor offense—go to the ruined realm of ancient Babylon to repent. Endure a thousand years, and you shall be free."

The distant voice of the Moon Reader God echoed forth.

No matter how the Netherspawn begged, all were thrown into the eye's inner world.

Amid the piercing screams of the Netherspawn echoing from within the eye, the eye slowly closed and vanished into the night sky.

Everyone shuddered.

The eye in the sky closed quickly—the Netherspawn were tossed in and it shut at once—but the final screams of the Netherspawn were crystal clear, shrill as the wailing of evil ghosts.

The Moon Reader God is so damn cruel; though he didn't directly kill the Netherspawn, punishing them like imprisonment, in that place, could they possibly survive?

Know this: that world, after enduring divine wars, retains deep remnants of divine and demonic wills, obsessions, and resentments—just gazing from afar pulls one into past scenes. Imagine the terrifying lingering memories of divine and demonic wills and obsessions there—thrown into that place, under the weight of countless divine and demonic wills, obsessions, and resentments, their minds would surely explode.

Even if they don't die, they'll go mad; death is merely a matter of time.

The key is, if they don't die, enduring the relentless assault of so many divine and demonic wills and obsessions—just imagine the agony: it's like a man suddenly flooded with the memories of thousands of people, his mind overloaded like a CPU burning out.

And this imprisonment isn't for one day—it's for a thousand years.

For the strongest among the Netherspawn, who are merely at the King realm—the step before a god—facing at least the obsessions of a god-level being, they probably won't last two days before their minds shatter.

But… damn, that was well done!

The entire world greatly admired and revered the Moon Reader God's actions, and felt pride.

To be proud, to be honored, as a person of the Origin Realm.

Is this the world our ancestors lived in? I love it, I love it—we may not be as powerful as other realms, but we have someone above us: gods, transcendent beings, even demons protect us.

You? You fight to the death just to level up, exhaust your entire life scheming and enduring life-or-death trials to reach the peak of your world.

And in that process, one misstep means death; even if you become the strongest in your world, others are just as strong, and you still live daily under threat, at any moment vulnerable to invasion from other realms.

We are different—we needn't worry about life or death, just do our jobs. Sometimes we even steal time for leisure, meet friends, have drinks—our lives may be a little hard, but we never have to think about safety every second, never have to keep our heads tied to our belts.

Even if we die, so what? We likely have reincarnation—we can just be reborn again, perfect, awesome.

Besides, you're strong, yes—you could crush many of us with one hand—but dare you try? In an instant, our gods will revive us and kill you all, or lock you away in some horrific world, all under the noble pretense of "solitary confinement for reflection."

In contrast, the Void Demons and the remaining Netherspawn who hadn't crossed into Higashio have all fallen silent as frozen insects; the Demon Lords shiver with dread, the Netherspawn tremble in icy fear—is this the world that gave birth to Kamikawa Mitsu? Too brutal! Thank goodness we didn't go in.

The Demon Lords exchanged glances, and strangely felt their identity as test subjects wasn't so bad—being the test subject of a powerful being from the Origin Realm is essentially receiving protection; under the shelter of such mighty entities, what's wrong with that?

Test subject status is the best!

Even some Void Demons wished they could tell the nearby Netherspawn: "See? How strong is the world our Creator inhabits? Oh, you don't know what a Creator is? The Creator made us, don't you know? We were created by the Creator to study resistance against 'that side.'"

After this incident, the Void Demons not only lost any resentment toward their test subject status, but gained a new pride—it became a symbol of nobility; you Netherspawn want it? You don't even have it.

In fact, Kamikawa Mitsu wanted exactly this effect.

The Origin Realm must be dominant, must be tyrannical, must possess the supreme dignity and renown of the world; to any hostile invader, deliver a crushing blow, so that other realms fear and revere the Origin Realm, dare not kill a single person of it, dare not trample upon it—anyone who dares to violate it dies!

This is Kamikawa Mitsu's doctrine.

If they survive, from this moment on, they vow never to Enter the Origin Realm again—even if they die outside, they will not go to the Origin Realm.

"Issue orders: from now on, anyone who kills even one person of the Origin Realm without cause shall have their entire clan answer for it!" the Demon Lords and major Void Demon magnates jointly ordered.

The joint decree by the Void Demon magnates was unprecedented in the Void Demon Realm, where survival of the fittest and strength rules supreme—it was the first and only time; henceforth, the Void Demon Realm had one eternal, unbreakable iron rule: death itself could not violate it.

Kamikawa Mitsu returned to Arakawa Ward, no longer pursuing the Netherspawn—he had already broken through, and eliminated all beings beyond the King realm; he had fulfilled his promise to help the Void Demon Realm repel the invasion. The rest, the Demon Lords and others, could handle themselves.

"Will you stay in the Void Demon Realm, or return to the Origin Realm?"

Before leaving, Kamikawa Mitsu asked the Glass Puppet.

The Glass Puppet smiled sweetly: "Tomorrow I'm attending a cosplay convention."

Then Kamikawa Mitsu took the Glass Puppet back to Arakawa Ward; the Demon Lords and others, with perfect self-awareness, sealed the passage, fearing some future Void Demon descendants might recklessly rush over and cause trouble, dragging the entire Void Demon Realm into disaster.

But the passage wasn't sealed shut—only locked. Only the Glass Puppet could enter and exit the Void Demon Realm freely; other Void Demons needed approval from the Demon Lords or other magnates.

This was Kamikawa Mitsu's idea—he claimed aloud that the Glass Puppet was born in the Void Demon Realm, that it was her homeland, and it would be cruel to prevent her from returning home, so he suggested she be allowed to visit the Void Demon Realm anytime.

In truth, Kamikawa Mitsu still wanted to use the Glass Puppet to spread news of the Origin Realm into the Void Demon Realm, thereby conveying it to all other realms.

Quickly.

Kamikawa Mitsu returned home; along the way, there was no stalking or fan-chasing.

But that didn't mean he hadn't caused an impact.

No one dared to stalk him—simply because Kamikawa Mitsu wasn't an ordinary celebrity; he was a man as powerful as a god. If you took a single photo and angered him, you wouldn't know how many times you'd die.

The Origin Realm is tyrannical toward other realms—it forbids any other realm from killing even one person of the Origin Realm. But Kamikawa Mitsu isn't from another realm—he's from the Origin Realm. Family matters are settled within the family; how could a god intervene?

So, on his way home, Kamikawa Mitsu encountered no trouble.

But while the streets were quiet, the internet and the entire world had erupted.

Especially online—it erupted like a volcano. Posts about Kamikawa Mitsu flooded every major Japanese forum, overwhelming servers, crashing them multiple times.

Even after Japanese forums upgraded their servers, hundreds of millions of foreigners rushed to Japanese websites, still overloading them—but even so, it didn't dampen people's enthusiasm.

Online.

Almost everyone was discussing Kamikawa Mitsu, and news about the Origin Realm spread as well—how? After the Glass Puppet returned to Arakawa Ward, she told her maid colleagues.

Kamikawa Mitsu's terrifying performance in the Void Demon Realm amazed the world and deeply shocked everyone.

The extraordinary prodigies of our Initial Realm—no, the extraordinary monsters—are way too freakish, fierce enough to scare people to death. As expected, our Initial Realm is powerful, with talents emerging one after another.

In an instant, the name Kamikawa Mitsu became a trending search term in every nation.

Not only that, because of Kamikawa Mitsu's strength and his handsome looks, he won the fanatical worship of a large group of girls. Later, a Kamikawa Mitsu fan club even appeared, and in just one short day, the fan club's membership broke through tens of millions.

Kamikawa Mitsu became the fastest person ever to gain fans and grow followers. Even celebrities watched with reddened eyes, envious to the point of tears, and then, amid that envy, joined the fan club with worship as well.

As for the situation online, Kamikawa Mitsu didn't know at first. Later, when he learned of it from Kamikawa Chie, he couldn't help but pause for a moment, then smiled and said.

"Oh? I have a fan club now? And most of the members are girls? Then can I be a c-fan freak?"

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