Chapter 3115

Edogawa Conan: "Exactly... Mr. Flying Squirrel is a super lich archmage! And he has taken part in more than one quest with his guild, and he has quite a few points on hand... After several enhancements! Even a ghost wouldn't know how strong he really is."

Railgun: "... But! It really does feel like: an illusion shattering... Especially when you think that one of this quest's rewards is drawing any one divine authority from the Shinigami's hand... Seeing that his strength isn't as strong as imagined, I instantly despaired!"

Sakata Gintoki: "You didn't even take part in the quest... What the hell are you panicking for!"

Edogawa Conan: "... I'm very satisfied with this reward!"

Conan watched the apocalyptic battlefield opposite him, the battle growing intense; every clash between the two sides sent aftershocks that could obliterate massive numbers of skeletons.

Shattering the earth, tearing the clouds apart.

Conan's mouth twitched, and he continued posting in the guild.

Edogawa Conan: "Anyway... this... Shinigami wanting to kill me is just a matter of him lifting a finger... If I casually obtain one of his divine authorities, that's still a profit..."

Edogawa Conan: "After all, wielding divine authority in a mortal body, no matter how you look at it, that counts as a demigod, right?"