Villainous Second Miss Becomes a God in Supernatural Tokyo 97

Chapter 97: A Bold and Cautious Kamishiro Naraku

Hearing this, Kamishiro Naraku immediately denied it.

“Do you think you can shake me with such words?”

“Ridiculous!”

“Do you take me for one of those mediocre, ignorant B-ranks?”

“Even if you’re at the pinnacle of A-rank, an ordinary Nightmare-level supernatural being can still compete with an A-rank, let alone a Nightmare-level Old God!”

“In terms of overall strength, the Old God is by no means inferior to you.”

Kamishiro Naraku’s words were reasonable under the normal circumstances of this world.

Indeed, a Nightmare-level supernatural being was normally even slightly superior to an ordinary A-rank, due to their mastery of Rules and super regeneration.

And an Old God, a powerhouse among Nightmare-level beings, should be able to go toe-to-toe with a peak A-rank.

But that only referred to a normal peak A-rank.

Kamishiro Naraku didn’t know that in the Fourth Supernatural Forbidden Zone, an Old God had been slain and devoured by the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain.

Because that Otherside had been replaced by Summer Harvest Mountain, but had retained its original appearance, some who knew about it thought the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain had fled in terror.

And most who saw the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain emerge unscathed only assumed that she hadn’t fought the Old God.

So, Kamishiro Naraku was still confident.

He looked at the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain before him, her expression as calm as the wind.

Kamishiro Naraku secretly hardened his resolve. He stomped his right foot on the ground and shot towards Natsuba Hanae…

—In the opposite direction, retreating several dozen steps.

He cautiously approached the Old God, whose yellow robe was now tattered, and immediately said,

“My God!”

“There are always lost lambs who wish to challenge the majesty of a god. Please bestow your divine punishment upon them!”

Seeing this, Natsuba Hanae didn’t feel any contempt for Kamishiro Naraku.

On the contrary, she felt that it was precisely because of this cautious and cowardly nature that he had survived until now and had managed to orchestrate such a large-scale riot across several cities.

Natsuba Hanae looked at Kamishiro Hime, who was lying on the ground in the distance, gasping for breath, exhausted, but with a look of longing and hope in her eyes as she looked at her.

At this moment, Tamamo-no-Mae had also arrived nearby, seemingly observing the battle.

Natsuba Hanae beckoned from afar, and Kamishiro Hime’s body was quickly pulled towards Tamamo-no-Mae.

“Tamamo-no-Mae, stay away from the battle for now.”

“It’s been a long time. I need to stretch my muscles.”

Natsuba Hanae licked her lips excitedly, her index finger unconsciously tracing them. Her eyes shone, and the violent crimson in them intensified.

The darkness that had been devoured from the Old God now completely erupted from this body.

Or rather, this was Natsuba Hanae’s hidden, battle-hungry nature.

Chikari Makoto’s psychotic beauty trait was largely learned from this violent side of Natsuba Hanae. After all, a daughter grows up watching her mother’s back.

Unfortunately, Chikari Makoto’s chest hadn’t grown by watching her.

When Natsuba Hanae was younger, the Ubume template had initially given her close-combat abilities.

Her fighting style was nothing short of frantic.

It was only with the continuous awakening of the Ubume template and the addition of new skills that she had become a summoner.

And close combat had become her weak point as an A-rank. She had never fought in close combat again.

But now, that weakness was gone!

Devouring the bodies of two Old Gods, and with this body forged from pure divinity, the two had a strange reaction.

Pushing her physical body to its absolute peak.

Natsuba Hanae could feel that facing a long-overdue physical battle, her mind was in a state of extreme excitement.

The arrogant pride of the Natsuba lineage boiled in her veins.

“You call yourself an Old God, but you’re nothing but food for me.”

“Let me eat you.”

Natsuba Hanae’s toes lightly tapped the ground, and she shot towards the Old God, as light as the wind, the hem of her exquisite red dress swaying like a phoenix’s tail.

And in the next moment, the ground where she had just stepped…

Shattered as if the earth dragon had turned over. The entire ground rose in a massive wave, sweeping towards the supernatural being. The pressure between the ground and the ground crushed several Calamity-level supernatural beings in the process!

Seeing this, Kamishiro Naraku quickly retreated again.

But his mind was still connected to the Old God’s.

Dark arcs of lightning flickered around the Old God, and a powerful, oppressive aura erupted.

From within the empty black robe…

A piercing shriek echoed.

“Laaaaaaaaqaaaa——————!!!”

Then, with immense force, its numerous tentacles shot out, and in an instant, the ground for a hundred miles around sank several meters.

It charged straight towards Natsuba Hanae!

The two disappeared from where they stood, and reappeared in mid-air, clashing.

Natsuba Hanae’s punch, the Old God’s tentacle whip.

They collided instantly.

“Boom——————————!!!!”

A world-shaking explosion echoed through the heavens. Everyone in Kyoto covered their ears.

Some who were far away even had their eardrums shattered, blood flowing from their ears, their hearing lost.

And the supernatural beings in the distance, even some elite-level ones, had their heads shattered by the shockwave.

And a visible shockwave, with the two as the center, swept outwards, creating a powerful gale that felt like an attack from a wind-type supernatural user to the others fighting.

And in the center of the scene…

“Boom————!!”

The Old God’s tentacle, which had clashed with her fist, instantly exploded into pieces, but in the next second, it rapidly regenerated.

And Natsuba Hanae also felt a slight numbness in her right fist.

As expected of the Old God race. Even the physique of the intelligent Old God could hold its own against her two little darlings.

Now, Natsuba Hanae was experiencing it firsthand.

After blowing up a tentacle, she actually felt a slight backlash, a numbness.

But now was not the time to think about that.

The battle continued.

The Old God’s countless tentacles rained down on Natsuba Hanae like a storm, a relentless barrage of attacks.

And Natsuba Hanae dodged whenever she could, and from time to time, she would find an opportunity to blow up a tentacle.

The trouble with the Old God was its terrifyingly powerful regeneration ability, which was extremely difficult to deal with.

“Not enough…”

Suddenly, within the Old God’s yellow robe, a mottled, black divine light flickered.

A chaotic, strange whisper came from within.

It reached Natsuba Hanae’s ears, and even she showed a look of surprise.

This was clearly the Old God’s own will.

And the Old God’s strange whisper continued.

“Not enough… not enough…”

“I need more… more… more…”

“Power.”

Rip———————!

Suddenly, the yellow robe was torn apart.

Revealing the Old God’s constantly changing upper body, a grotesque amalgamation of a spider, a venomous snake, a scorpion, and so on… countless eyes and mouths appeared and disappeared on its body.

A cryptic whisper echoed across the battlefield.

And the Old God, having torn off its yellow robe, its entire body began to expand infinitely.

The countless streams of blood on the ground, as if being drawn in by a vortex, surged towards its body. Even the supernatural beings and humans in the ritual had their blood forcibly extracted, dying instantly.

Kamishiro Naraku had influenced the Old God, but he didn’t know that the Old God had already absorbed and copied a portion of his power.

To use as fuel for its own evolution.

“No! No! No!”

“That’s my nourishment to reach A-rank! Bastard, stop!”

Kamishiro Naraku realized for the first time that his plan had a flaw, and it was a backstabbing one.

According to his original blood sacrifice ritual…

He was supposed to give a portion of the flesh and blood on the battlefield to the Old God, to help it reach Nightmare-level and gain a Rule.

Then, he would sacrifice the remaining majority to himself, to reach A-rank, and then continuously break through within A-rank, hopefully to peak A-rank.

And use his peak A-rank power to suppress the Nightmare-level Old God.

He would then fuse with the Old God, reaching the pinnacle of A-rank, and possess a supernatural being’s Rule.

He would become a unique and powerful existence in the world.

This was his alternative method of obtaining a Rule.

But!

This scene was clearly different from his plan.

The Old God shouldn’t be endlessly absorbing power. The Old God… had its own consciousness!

And as Kamishiro Naraku prepared to stop the Old God, he found that its countless, flickering eyes were now staring straight at him.

“—Power!”

It let out a hoarse, excited whisper.