Chapter 213: The Fusion of Supernatural Being and Divinity
Kamishiro Naraku didn’t know Ebisu’s thoughts.
If he had…
———He wouldn’t have done anything.
At this moment, his mind was completely captivated by the battle.
To be more precise, he was captivated by Natsuba Hanae’s incredibly violent combat.
In reality, because he had been parasitizing Kujō Sujin’s body, all of Kujō Sujin’s movements had not escaped his eyes.
In fact, because his divinity was a higher-level power, whenever his divinity flowed…
He could hear some of the other’s thoughts from his consciousness.
So, regarding the existence of Ebisu…
He knew quite clearly, and he fully understood that Ebisu was the final resort for the Kujō family.
Not only that, but from Kujō Sujin, he had also learned of Ebisu’s strength.
Since he was from the imperial family, Kamishiro Naraku had occasionally heard news about the gods when he was a child. However, at that time, due to his own supernatural ability, he had not entered the core position of the imperial family.
What he had heard was not complete, so Kamishiro Naraku had always thought that the existence of the gods was a fake.
And now, with his previous information and what he had learned from Kujō Sujin, he could draw some conclusions.
The ranks of the gods were roughly divided into low-level, mid-level, high-level, and peak.
Peak gods were few and far between. Even a thousand years ago, there were probably only a few.
And most of them were low-level gods. Although mid-level gods were not few, they were definitely not many, and could be considered a small part of the gods.
However, such a strong god was being kicked around like a ball and beaten by the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain, who was beating it until it was cowering.
It seemed to have no strength to fight back.
Even if Kamishiro Naraku couldn’t understand the specific details of their battle, he could clearly understand…
In terms of physical strength alone, the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain had definitely reached the mid-level god level, to be able to launch such a crushing attack.
If the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain were an ancient god…
Kamishiro Naraku might not be as desperate and terrified as he was now.
But the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain was not an ancient god, but a new god. And the speed at which she had become a god was unparalleled.
He had faced her twice.
The first time, she was a demigod.
Although her final sword strike had been close to the power of a god, before that, all her power levels were in the demigod realm.
And now, her pure physical strength had actually reached the mid-level god level.
This terrifying promotion speed, even if placed in the B-rank to A-rank, would be considered a genius. Then what was this Master of Summer Harvest Mountain…
————A monster!
A genuine monster!!
Even Kamishiro Naraku, who had returned from hell time and time again, when he encountered such an opponent, he couldn’t help but feel a hint of regret.
He shouldn’t have been her enemy.
Kamishiro Naraku looked at Natsuba Hanae’s one punch after another, hitting Ebisu’s body, but it was as if it were hammering his own heart, completely destroying his confidence and arrogance.
Regret and fear once again spread from the depths of his mind, and he couldn’t get rid of them.
Although from a standpoint, Ebisu and himself were not allies…
But at this moment, he also wanted to shout from the bottom of his heart.
Go, old man on the big fish!!!
“Boom—————!”
Natsuba Hanae’s right fist grabbed Ebisu’s head and slammed it against the edge of the space.
“Boom—! Boom—! Boom————!”
Again and again.
If not for Ebisu constantly repairing this space, according to Natsuba Hanae’s current strength, this space would have been shattered long ago.
And Ebisu wanted to resist. In the sea of blood, a red long spear condensed and shot straight at Natsuba Hanae.
But Natsuba Hanae’s speed was incredibly fast. She immediately used Ebisu as a shield and threw it in the direction of the long spear, and Ebisu could only stop its attack.
But in the next moment, Ebisu would be met with another of Natsuba Hanae’s punches.
And each time it hit its head.
Clearly, Natsuba Hanae was always looking for Ebisu’s fatal point. The head was undoubtedly one of them.
If the current Natsuba Hanae were to be compared to a berserker, then Ebisu was a mage.
To use complex attack methods, Ebisu had to construct them through its brain’s thinking.
But the current Natsuba Hanae was not giving it this opportunity.
Each heavy blow to the brain would leave Ebisu in a daze for a while.
Natsuba Hanae was not like Hoshikawa Oto, who used her soul power to make others mentally dazed. She used a physical method. Although it was simple and crude, it was exceptionally effective.
Even if Ebisu still had trump cards, it couldn’t use them.
Anger was constantly building up in its chest.
And it let out a roar filled with anger.
“New god, you better not look down on me!!”
“Boom—!”
A left hook sent Ebisu’s left cheek sideways, and its figure flew a certain distance.
But the replenishment from the sea of blood allowed Ebisu to quickly recover.
And Natsuba Hanae, at an even faster speed, arrived below Ebisu, and with another uppercut, her fist sank deep into its chest, and sent it flying.
Although Ebisu felt aggrieved, in the current situation, it was indeed at a complete disadvantage.
If it were to be suppressed like this for a long time, and the sea of blood in this space was completely consumed, and its supplies were completely gone…
It might be beaten to death like this.
It had to find a way to take out the divine artifact Calamity and Fortune. It was its true “sea of blood,” and it also contained many of its trump cards.
Not only that, but this space, although large, was too narrow in the face of the new god’s speed.
And there were no obstacles. It was too easy to catch it.
At this point, there was only one way.
To abandon this space, to abandon this sea of blood supplement.
Thinking of this, Ebisu’s blood-red, copper-coin-like pupils, mottled markings appeared, and its heart ached.
In this sea of blood, there were even some limbs of gods, the shells of Nightmare-level supernatural beings, and so on. It was something Ebisu had spent a lot of effort to transform many high-grade supernatural materials into.
To use for its own slumber, and to slowly absorb these materials, to slowly step into the high-level god level.
Its early awakening had made it absorb less than half of it.
And…
The filth in its body had not been completely removed. With the strength of a mid-level god, it still couldn’t remove it.
But to be pushed to this situation by a new god…
It could only take a desperate measure and abandon the sea of blood in this space.
But it wasn’t at a loss.
As long as it found an opportunity to take out the divine artifact Calamity and Fortune, kill her, and then sacrifice her, with her mid-level god strength, it could completely make up for the loss of the sea of blood.
Not only that, but the ability of the divine artifact Calamity and Fortune was to directly find the source through a bloodline and to be able to extract the power of the source.
The new god before it, named the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain, at her source, always gave Ebisu the feeling of another god, and this feeling was quite strong.
The god at the source of her bloodline was definitely not weak, and even very strong.
In this way, if it could really kill her and sacrifice her, it wouldn’t lose at all, but would even profit greatly.
Moreover, by withdrawing the power of protection and abandoning its half-home field, it would give her the illusion that it was helpless. And that was the opportunity it needed.
With this thought, Ebisu instantly withdrew all the protection it had on this space.
And Natsuba Hanae was of course not a pure brute.
Her perception was very strong. When Ebisu had withdrawn the protection of this space, she had immediately sensed it and had understood a part of its thoughts.
Her reddish-black, bird-like pupils revealed a deep color, and she thought…
“Give up resisting?”
“No, It’s using this to confuse me.”
“A mid-level god’s strength is not so simple.”
Not only that, but although some gods didn’t have divine artifacts, Natsuba Hanae had previously, through a divine invasion, and from Kamishiro Naraku’s perspective, she knew very well…
Ebisu possessed a divine artifact.
And a divine artifact was a god’s main attack method.
Even a god of the same rank, with and without a divine artifact, were two completely different levels of combat power.
A divine artifact was almost equivalent to a fully offensive god of the same nature, but without a consciousness. A god of the same rank fighting, if one side had a divine artifact, it was like facing two gods. How could they be an opponent?
Thinking of this, Natsuba Hanae gradually understood.
“As expected of a god who has survived since a thousand years ago. It still has some tricks up its sleeve.”
“In a small space, because of my stormy attack, It simply couldn’t use its divine artifact.”
“And once It’s outside, the heavens and the earth will be much wider, and It will have the opportunity to take out its divine artifact and fight me with all its might.”
“However…”
The shattering of the space meant that this sea of blood would be completely lost in the spatial turbulence and would disappear.
To sacrifice all this to exchange for an opportunity…
It had to be said, it had great courage.
And even if Natsuba Hanae had figured it out, it was useless. This was a complete open scheme.
Ebisu had withdrawn the protection of the space. As long as Natsuba Hanae wanted to continue fighting, she would sooner or later break the space.
Of course, this so-called open scheme was just Ebisu wanting to get out of its current predicament.
In that case, Natsuba Hanae naturally had to satisfy it.
For her, this space was indeed a bit crowded, and she couldn’t show her true strength.
As for the final blow to shatter this space, of course she had to use a big one.
“Phew—”
Natsuba Hanae took a deep breath, and the power of the Old God boiled all over her body.
An ominous black mist, like a nightmare, wrapped around her entire body.
And Ebisu was still resisting at this moment, a sliver of hope still in its heart, wanting to create some distance in the space and find an opportunity to use its divine artifact.
It willed it, and a wound appeared in the palm of its hand.
A large amount of blood flowed out from it and dripped into the sea of blood below.
In an instant, an endless, canopy-like sea of blood tentacles, vast and like the worms of the abyss, swarmed towards Natsuba Hanae.
And wanted to bind her.
Seeing this, Natsuba Hanae pursed her lips slightly. The power of the Old God she had just inhaled, she gently exhaled, and it spread from her mouth.
And it came into contact with the tentacles below.
The moment of contact, the blood-red tentacles, as if they had been scared by something, suddenly recoiled.
Then, the front of the blood-red tentacles was quickly dyed black.
The speed of the dyeing was very fast. First, it was one, then a third of the endless tentacles, then half, until all of them.
All the tentacles were dyed with Natsuba Hanae’s color.
The power of the Old God was originally supernatural. What Natsuba Hanae had done was to pull all those blood-red tentacles into the filth.
And to control them.
She gently pointed at Ebisu, and the originally endless, blood-red tentacles, which had been aimed at her, transformed into black tentacles and wrapped around Ebisu.
Ebisu’s face was ugly. After dodging several times, because there were too many tentacles…
It was accidentally caught by one.
Its figure paused for a moment. But in just this one pause, dozens of tentacles clung to its body, and for a moment, it couldn’t break free.
In the next moment, its body was swallowed by countless tentacles, leaving only a head.
Facing such a strange power…
Ebisu clearly thought of something. Its expression suddenly changed, and its blood-red, copper-coin-like eyes widened.
“!!!!”
“This is the power of a supernatural being’s filth! You’ve fused divinity and a supernatural being?!!”
“You’re an evil god?!!!”
“Madman!!”
Indeed, the fusion of the power of filth and divinity could greatly increase one’s own strength.
But in return, the endless whispers in one’s mind, and the constant attacks of malice, as if one were an enemy of the entire earth, even a god’s consciousness…
If the fusion time was too long, it would also drive one mad.
Of course, Natsuba Hanae was different. All her powers were carried on the “Summer Harvest.”
The so-called drawbacks, she hadn’t sensed them at all.
Ignoring Ebisu’s words…
Natsuba Hanae’s expression grew colder and colder.
In her pupils, a black flying bird leaped, and flapped its wings.
As if ten thousand crimson lights were flashing in her eyes at the same time…
Behind her, a black and hazy divine ring of a wheel appeared, and in the center of the wheel, countless eyes opened at the same time.
And they stared at Ebisu. Ebisu, who was still struggling, suddenly froze, and all its movements stopped, leaving only its eyeballs turning in terror.
The originally blood-red sky, under the influence of Natsuba Hanae’s power, showed a canopy of black mist that covered the sky.
And in the next moment, all the armor and demonic markings on Natsuba Hanae’s body were removed and frantically gathered on her right fist, and all its power was instantly injected into it.
At a single point, to the extreme.
Her originally pure white right fist was now a multicolored black, with mottled crimson demonic markings.
Without a word, Natsuba Hanae threw a punch!
The myriad of phenomena were reversed, and a black mist wrapped around her.
The vast space of the sea of blood, under this one punch, shattered like a dream bubble, and transformed into a scattered piece of glass.
And it pierced through the boundary between space and reality, and a bright, large hole appeared.
And the protagonist of the target…
Ebisu’s head, along with its tall black hat, completely disappeared, and countless flesh buds wriggled wildly on its neck.
And its body was forcibly thrown from the space into the outside world by a single punch.
Natsuba Hanae’s figure flashed and disappeared, becoming an afterimage.
And she pursued.
