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The man in the cassock with strange stitches on his forehead had appeared silently on the highest ruins of the collapsed skyscraper, like an arrogant spectator.
He looked down at the three powerful and beautiful maidens who had just finished their feat of slaying a god, and at the only king who had stood quietly to the side the whole time, as if nothing had happened to him. His face, which always wore a fake smile, was now filled with the excited smile of a hunter, growing even stronger.
"I admit, I underestimated you." He said slowly in a tone of genuine joy, as if offering a heartfelt cheer for the victor. "It seems my preparations for you..."
The appetizers don't seem to satisfy your powerful, surprise-filled appetites.
“Then…” he slowly opened his arms, which were clad in a wide robe, as if he could embrace everything, “Let me present you with a brand new, more interesting, and more delicious main course.”
As his malicious voice, which sounded like the chanting of an ancient forbidden incantation, fell, a huge, pitch-black hand, made up of countless twisted arms and faces filled with human suffering, slowly emerged from the shadows beneath his feet without warning!
Then, the enormous, ominous, dark hand slowly opened.
A boy with short, smooth hair as blue as the sky and a pair of beautiful heterochromatic eyes full of innocence and curiosity appeared quietly before everyone, like a new life just awakened from its slumber. He looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, shirtless, and on his handsome face, which resembled a mythical youth, hung a childlike, innocent smile full of curiosity and interest in everything in the world.
However, the pure, twisted, and malicious curse power emanating from his seemingly not-so-strong body silently proclaimed to everyone his undeniable and terrifying status as a Special Grade expert!
It is the purest and most primal curse, born from humanity's deepest fear and hatred of humanity.
Its name is Mahto.
"Oh my?" The real man's innocent and curious heterochromatic eyes looked with great interest at the three powerful and beautiful prey below, whose souls exuded an aura of another world that he had never seen before. His childlike and pure smile became even brighter.
"They look like some really interesting new toys."
He didn't launch an attack immediately. Instead, like a cruel, curious child who had just received a new toy, he cast his malicious, playful gaze at the few survivors who were hiding in the corner of the ruins, trembling with fear.
Then, he slowly extended the fair, slender, and seemingly harmless hand of the handsome young man.
"Then, let's test the hardness of this toy first."
“Inaction transforms.”
He murmured softly in a naive, joyful tone, as if he were engaged in the most interesting creative game.
The next second, the most terrifying and cruel scene, which made everyone present feel extremely uncomfortable, happened!
Those ordinary humans, still basking in the relief of surviving the ordeal, suddenly found their bodies swelling, twisting, and deforming violently, as if being kneaded by an invisible, malevolent hand! Their bones wailed, their flesh cried out, and their souls were forcibly altered from their most primal form in the face of that playful, absolute malice!
Ultimately, in just a few seconds, they were transformed from living humans into a motley crew of grotesque, pitiful cyborgs filled with pain and despair, still retaining a faint consciousness!
"Well, my lovely toys." The real person looked at her brand-new masterpiece full of artistry and clapped her hands with satisfaction. "Go and have a good time with those beautiful older sisters."
However, just a second before the newly transformed, painful monsters were about to pounce on Honghong and the others (Li Nuohao), a calm, cold, emotionless voice, as if already tired of this tedious farce, suddenly rang out.
"What a noisy village."
Gu Chuan slowly raised his deep black eyes. He looked at the pathetic curse that was innocently toying with souls, and the even more pathetic clown who was hiding behind the scenes enjoying it all, and slowly shook his head.
Then, he slowly raised the right hand of God, which represents domination and creation.
"It seems it's time for you filthy rats who only know how to hide in dark corners and toy with life to get to know each other properly..."
His black eyes were now completely covered by an absolute gold that was cold, indifferent, and capable of freezing all souls and laws.
"What, then, is what a true god is."
263 King's Game, God's Law
As Gu Chuan's divine decree, filled with absolute indifference, slowly echoed at the deathly silent Shibuya Crossroads, the smiles on the faces of the Special Grade Cursed Spirit Master, who was innocently admiring his "masterpiece," and the kasaya-clad man who was looking down on everything from above, froze for the first time.
"God?" The real man's heterochromatic eyes, filled with curiosity and cruelty, scrutinized the black-haired man whose aura had drastically changed. A childlike, innocent smile appeared on his face, as if he had heard some interesting new word.
"Humans always like to use their poor and ridiculous imagination to create some ethereal and non-existent things."
“Let me tell you, big brother,” he slowly extended his pale, magical hand that seemed capable of changing the shape of any soul, “there are no gods in this world, only naked, cold, and unchangeable truth.”
However, the response to his philosophically naive declaration was not any argument from Gu Chuan, but a laugh filled with the absolute pity of a king, as if listening to the chuckle of the most foolish ant.
"is it?"
Gu Chuan didn't even look at him. Instead, he quietly cast his divine eyes, which were already covered by cold and indifferent gold, onto the pathetic cyborgs 450 who had long lost their humanity and were crawling towards Hong Hong and the others, howling in pain.
Then, he slowly raised the right hand of God, which represents domination and creation.
"Then, let me show you with my own eyes." He said slowly in a cold and indifferent tone, "Let me show you how utterly vulnerable your so-called reality is in the face of my insignificant divine power."
"The ruler revives all things!"
He issued an absolute decree as king!
The next second, the most incredible scene, which completely contradicted all his understanding of the soul and reality, occurred, freezing the innocent yet cruel smile on the real person's face!
Those monsters, whose very souls had been fundamentally altered by his "inaction transformation," began, without warning, as if a faulty film had been rewound, to undergo the most thorough self-repair in an unbelievable way that was visible to the naked eye and completely defied the law of causality!
Twisted bones were straightened by an invisible, gentle golden power amidst wails! Alienated flesh was reshaped and smoothed amidst lamentations! Their already shattered souls, forcibly altered in shape, were completely reshaped from the most primal conceptual level under the warm golden light filled with creation and life!
This is neither a cure nor a reversal, but rather an absolute "recreation" from God, the purest and most irrational "re-creation" of mortals!
In the end, within a few seconds, those piles of rotting flesh that could no longer be called human miraculously transformed back into their original, whole, and healthy human forms, without even leaving a single scar! They simply lay quietly on the cold bloodstains, as if they had just finished a long nightmare and fallen into a deep sleep.
"No...this is impossible!" For the first time, Zhenren's innocent and curious heterochromatic eyes were completely overwhelmed by intense, incomprehensible fear! He couldn't understand why his absolute "transformation of non-action," capable of altering the very essence of his soul, could be so easily broken by a monster that appeared out of nowhere in such an illogical way! This completely shattered his entire worldview as a cursed being!
"A monster?" Gu Chuan slowly turned his head, his cold and indifferent golden divine eyes looking directly at the pathetic curse that had long been consumed by fear for the first time.
"No, I am not a lowly monster like you who only bring destruction and pain."
He slowly walked towards the real man, who was already lost in self-doubt and standing frozen in place, and the cassock-clad man who had stood silently on the ruins the whole time, his face now showing a solemn expression for the first time. With each step he took forward, the absolute pressure of a king emanating from him multiplied! The chaotic laws of Shibuya, twisted by the "tent," cried out, trembled, and submitted uncontrollably before his absolute divine will!
“I am order, I am the law. I am the only one who reigns above you so-called gods and demons…”
He stopped in front of the real person, who was already gripped by fear and trembling, and slowly extended his right hand, a divine hand capable of manipulating all laws.
"--king!"
However, just a second before his absolute divine punishment, imbued with the meaning of finality, was about to descend, the kasaya-clad man who had been standing on the ruins suddenly moved. With a casual wave of his hand, an incomprehensible curse, filled with spatial distortion, instantly swallowed and teleported the terrified Zhenren and his own calculating figure, disappearing from this dangerous stage already shrouded in the absolute aura of another king.
All that remained was a distant echo, filled with apprehension yet carrying an even stronger sense of morbid fanaticism, as if it came from another dimension.
"Gu Chuan... huh? What a remarkable and surprising new variable. I'll remember you, and I look forward to our next meeting. I hope that by then, you can bring me even more joy than you have today."
Gu Chuan gazed at the now empty, pitch-black night sky and slowly withdrew his divine right hand, capable of erasing everything. He didn't give chase, for he knew that this amusing game between kings had only just begun.
He slowly turned around, looking at the massive Shibuya Crossroads that had long been razed to the ground, and the ominous, pitch-black "tent" that shrouded the entire sky, and slowly snapped his fingers crisply.
The next second, the seemingly indestructible "tent," which would have driven countless top-tier sorcerers to despair, shattered and vanished silently, like the most fragile glass. A bright, hopeful, silvery-white moonlight once again pierced through the endless darkness, gently bathing this tormented and sorrowful land.
“So, now…” Gu Silong looked at his three powerful and beautiful family members who were gazing at him with adoration, and a smile of absolute amusement, befitting a king, appeared on his face.
The warm-up is over. Now it's time for us to drag out those filthy rats, one by one, who are still hiding in the dark corners of this city, trembling with fear.
264 Hunting Begins
As the ominous black curtain vanished silently like shattered glass, the cool moonlight once again gently shone upon this sorrowful land that had suffered so much.
The Shibuya Crossing had long since become a scene of utter devastation. Collapsed buildings, burning vehicles, and congealed bloodstains combined to create a hellish picture of death and destruction. The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood and burning flesh, making one want to vomit.
The "warm-up" is over, but the embers of war are still burning.
As Gu Chuan looked at his three powerful and beautiful family members who were gazing at him with adoration, the playful smile that belonged to a king on his face slowly faded, replaced by a cold indifference.
He turned his gaze to Yoizaki Kanade. The girl's face was still pale, but the fear and unease that had filled her beautiful obsidian eyes were gone, replaced only by the weariness of battle and an unprecedented resolve. Her song, in this death hunt, had become the most incredible and gentlest of weapons.
"Can we continue?" Gu Chuan asked calmly.
"Yes." Yoizaki Kanade nodded heavily, a surprisingly resilient strength bursting forth from her petite body.
“Very good.” Gu Chuan said no more. He slowly turned around, his deep eyes, which had long since returned to black, silently sweeping over the vast city shrouded in curse.
"We are no longer the prey." He issued his new battle plan to his legion with an unequivocal tone. "From now on, we are the hunters."
As he finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes. The next second, an invisible, supreme divine will, transcending all physical laws, instantly centered on his body, like a precise, silent radar, frantically scanning the entire Shibuya area!
In his divine vision, the three-dimensional structure of the entire city was instantly constructed and analyzed. He saw the surviving humans trembling in the corners of subway stations, sewers, and ruins, and he also saw the ugly—cursed spirits and cyborgs—wantonly destroying and devouring lives on the streets.
At the same time, he also saw those sources of immense, malevolent curse power, as conspicuous as campfires in the night, emanating from the unique power of a top-tier cursed spirit. One was like an erupting volcano, filled with rage and heat; another like a deep ocean, filled with the unknown and terror; and yet another like an ancient forest, filled with nature and murderous intent. And there was the core malice hidden deep within all the chaos, like a bottomless swamp, filled with scheming and madness.
"Found it." Gu Chuan slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils flashing with the cold light a hunter has when he locks onto his prey.
He slowly raised his hand and pointed to the top of the huge commercial building that was still burning fiercely in the southeast direction.
"The first target is that little guy who plays with fire and seems to have a bad temper."
“Red, Artoria.”
"exist."
"Yes."
"Go and put out that annoying campfire completely."
"Yes, Master."
"Hmph, just what I wanted."
Two streaks of light, one red and one black, filled with absolute killing intent, vanished from their original spot in an instant, like two sharp blades of death capable of tearing through the night, and fiercely attacked their prey that had already been locked on!
Gu Chuan, like a leisurely conductor, slowly led his only special assistant in another direction.
He knew that those two top-tier warriors were more than capable of handling any trouble below the Special Grade. He, however, needed to personally meet the interesting and potentially volatile "local players"—Maru—who were also caught up in this game.
265 The King's Gift and the Dream of Returning Home
Chapter 74:
As the volcano atop the distant building was forcibly extinguished by two natural disasters from another world, the bloody battle on the B5F Fukutoshin Line platform of Shibuya subway station reached its most brutal stage.
Naohito Zenin, the head of the contemporary Zen school, who was known as "the fastest besides Gojo Satoru," lay on the cold railway tracks, covered in blood, like a broken sandbag, having lost his right arm.
Zenin Maki's resilient body had long been torn apart and wounded by the endless shikigami, leaving her on the verge of death. Meanwhile, Fushiguro Megumi had fallen into a coma due to the excessive depletion of her magical power.
Only Nanami Kento remained in the entire battle. Leaning against the cold wall of "993," he used his long-broken, blunt sword to support his battered body, which was nearing its limit. His left eye was burned out, leaving only a blurry, blood-red vision. His life was like a candle flickering in the wind, on the verge of being extinguished at any moment. Yet, his ever-rational eyes still shone with the final responsibility and resolve of a "sorcerer." He could not fall; at least not before he had safely delivered these young successors out of this hell.
Just then, two leisurely "tourists," completely out of place in this hellish place, slowly walked down the steps stained with blood and bits of flesh.
With his remaining right eye, Nanami Kento stared at the two mysterious boys and girls, completely unharmed and without even a speck of dust on their clothes. For the first time, his heart, long consumed by reason and weariness, showed a hint of confusion. Who were they? How did they manage to get here, passing through the endless blockade of cyborgs and cursed spirits?
However, he no longer had the strength to think about these trivial matters. He could clearly feel his already shattered life rapidly slipping away. The shadow of death, like the coldest yet most tender lover, slowly opened her arms.
He slowly closed his eyes, and seemed to see the beaches of Kuantan, Malaysia, the warm golden sunlight, the boundless blue sea, mountains of books, and his own little bakery where there would be no more overtime or responsibility.
"It was a really tedious, but surprisingly not so unpleasant, overtime job."
A calm, indifferent voice, seemingly from another world, slowly rang in his ears.
Nanami Kento struggled to open his right eye, which was already blurred with blood. He saw that the mysterious black-haired boy had somehow appeared before him. He saw him as a most benevolent and proud god, slowly extending his hand to him, a lonely soul about to face death.
"Then, as a small reward for your respectful final curtain call, let me guide you on a path home to your long-cherished dream, a path filled with sunshine and beaches."
As the words fell, a warm, gentle, pure golden light, brimming with life and creation, instantly flowed from Gu Chuan's palm into Qi Haijianren's already broken and cold body. It was not healing, but a final blessing from the King to a worthy warrior.
At this moment, Nanami Kento's vision, which had long been blurred, became clearer than ever before. He truly saw the beautiful, tranquil, azure sea that he had imagined countless times in his dreams, heard the gentle sound of the waves, and smelled the salty scent of the free sea breeze. For the first and last time, his mature face, always filled with rationality and weariness, revealed a serene smile from the deepest part of his soul, a smile full of relief and satisfaction.
Then, he slowly closed his eyes, thus ending his life as a sorcerer filled with responsibility and overtime, exhausted yet with a clear conscience.
At the same time, an ethereal voice, like the gentlest and most sacred requiem, slowly echoed through the blood-soaked subway platform... It was Kanade Yoizaki. Looking at the venerable soul who had peacefully passed away in the warmest and most beautiful dream, her beautiful obsidian eyes, always filled with unease and fear, now revealed a pure and genuine respect. She was, in her own way, sending this worthy warrior on his final journey.
……
Meanwhile, the Super-grade cursed spirit Tuogen, which had already gone berserk, turned its furious and hungry gaze, filled with anger and hunger, onto the two ignorant ants who dared to ignore its existence and leisurely hold a funeral on the side!
However, before it could launch an attack, a calm, cold voice, as if pronouncing a predetermined death sentence, suddenly rang out.
"What a noisy octopus that doesn't know how to read the room."
Gu Chuan slowly turned his head, his black eyes instantly enveloped in a cold, absolute gold that could freeze all life and laws. He casually raised his hand and gently clenched it towards the pathetic monster that was about to unleash its raging fury upon him.
"Then, just disappear quietly."
"The Dominator Space is annihilated."
The next second, the most unbelievable scene occurred, completely overturning the already shattered worldview of all the surviving local players!
That enormous, powerful, and terrifyingly unknown super-grade cursed spirit, Tuogen, vanished without warning, without even a scream. It was as if an invisible eraser from a higher dimension had forcibly wiped away a graffiti error from the world, silently disappearing from its location without leaving a trace.
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When the enormous, supreme-grade cursed spirit, Tuogen, along with the space it occupied, was completely erased by the unreasonable divine power, the entire blood-soaked subway platform fell into an absolute silence purer than death itself.
The requiem, filled with sorrow and reverence, slowly came to a close.