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He really is an evil god.

Three similar thoughts popped into my head in an instant.

However, Riku Asakawa knew very well that although Chizuko's "Wind God" curse was evil and caused a lot of people to suffer, it should be considered a very evil act.

However, this may be the best way to resolve the current predicament.

For example, you can clearly see the situation downstairs right now. After being given the "feeling of pain" again, the believers are now wailing loudly and struggling and twisting.

It is difficult to get a fanatic deeply involved to give up their faith, especially a stubborn madman. There is only one simple and direct way: make them suffer.

Only physical pain and physiological discomfort can make people forget about mental matters.

When survival is threatened, what faith can one have?

Ordinary methods cannot achieve this level of power; only divine authority can counter divine power, and she perfectly met the requirements. Thus, when the believers felt pain, their minds were forced back to clarity, and they suddenly regained their self-awareness.

Chizuko's behavior was terrible. The crime of cursing 70 people at the same time must be enormous, but only she could come up with such a method of "fighting evil with evil".

Asakawa Riku couldn't help but laugh, very much in the style of a senior student.

Moreover, this move undoubtedly struck at the heart of Shinonome Kosuke.

As each believer forgets due to pain, the power of their faith gradually diminishes, especially since this accumulated pain can potentially be transmitted to others…

Sure enough, he couldn't take it anymore.

Dark clouds suddenly gathered in the night, moving without wind, and as if they had come to life, they slowly condensed into a huge entity.

At first glance, it looks like a giant head, resembling Kosuke Shinonome—

"You little girl... how dare you cause trouble in my divine kingdom!"

He was finally forced out of the believer's body, revealing his true divine form for the first time. He now hovered over Tokyo, his power no less than that of the Wind God!

Although they are modern gods, and even though they are fictional evil gods, as long as people have faith in them, their power will absolutely not be inferior to that of ancient gods.

At this moment, Shinonome Kosuke is the true form of the "Supreme God"!

The divine body formed from black clouds emanated a terrifying echo and a majestic voice, like the wrath of thunder, brewing boundless divine power.

"I am the real one."

Despite facing such a colossal natural disaster, Chizuko showed no fear, raising her head high and looking directly into the other's eyes.

The Supreme God smiled, and his divine body became more and more solidified. A dazzling light shone from his enormous palm. He was using the power of "freedom from disease and disaster" to lead his believers away from suffering.

"With such a weak faith... what do you think you have to fight me with... naive!"

He was right. The girl's size was far too different from that of the terrifying god, and her faith in the wind god was far inferior.

Chizuko's talent was indeed outstanding, but the god she served was relatively weak, and even if she successfully used "divine descent," it was only to this extent.

This limited ascension of the night brought forth a massive curse, but if the opponent were to strike with their hand, they would be utterly powerless to resist and would be consumed by destruction.

The wind god could not win.

But Chizuko did not give up. She smiled unusually. At this moment, what appeared on her face was not divinity, but her unique personality.

"Indeed, I don't have as many followers as you..."

She slowly descended, drifting down from the sky.

"But for me, one is enough."

Asakawa Riku watched her figure grow larger and larger, or rather, closer and closer. Accompanied by a comfortable breeze, the girl dressed in divine attire floated down before him.

When the two reunited, they thought they had a lot to say and a lot to talk about, and they felt like they had a thousand words in their hearts, but the moment they actually looked at each other...

"I am back."

"Welcome back."

It seems that only these two sentences are the most appropriate.

Chizuko placed the non-existent hand in Asakawa Riku's palm, and Asakawa Riku pulled Chizuko tightly, feeling as if they would never be apart again.

There was no need for further explanation; their voices merged into one at this moment and in this place.

This created a solemn and majestic duet:

"[[Daitengu.]]"

...

Tengu are one of the most famous types of yokai (supernatural beings) in Japanese mythology.

They resemble humans in appearance, wear mountain robes, wooden clogs, and hold round fans. They live in seclusion deep in the mountains, possess the powerful ability to summon wind and rain, and are very skilled in martial arts.

According to the Nihon Shoki, in the 9th year of Emperor Jomei's reign (634 AD), before the Taika Reform, a meteor streaked across the sky from east to west. Such strange phenomena are always seen during times of turmoil.

A monk said: This is not a shooting star, it is a tengu—this is the earliest record of tengu in Japan, which is different from the image described in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

In legends, the existence of the Tengu is terrifying. As a personification of the divinity and mystery of the mountains and fields, the Tengu is of a higher status than other monsters.

Among them, the Great Tengu is the most revered and powerful type of Tengu.

It is one of the "Three Great Monsters".

The combination of Asakawa Riku and Chizuko is somewhat different from the legendary beings; it is a power unique to them.

Stepping onto the glass dome of the Shibuya Metropolitan Government Building, a crimson tengu mask flowed with lava-like patterns of light, and the feathers of the Yatagarasu wove behind him into a sky-covering black wing.

Riku Asakawa, in the guise of a "Faceless Man," reigns supreme over Tokyo, confronting the supreme god.

For the first time, he had gained unprecedented magical power and authority, feeling omnipotent and able to touch everything.

"So this is what magic feels like... It's not bad."

His appearance suddenly swelled, crimson lightning tore through the clouds, and the entire Tokyo Tower began to resonate.

Golden light shone from the eyes beneath the bronze mask, and a colossal phantom that spanned the heavens and earth was reflected in the glass curtain wall.

In contrast, Shinonome Kosuke's divine body chuckled coldly amidst the dark clouds, and the prayers of 100,000 believers formed golden chains that bound his body.

"Foolishness, do you think this will have any effect?" The great hand of God gently swept over: "To rest peacefully in the eternal paradise is the true destination of believers."

"Shut up."

The Great Tengu's spear suddenly transformed into twelve thunder dragons, piercing towards the Black Cloud God's body.

But the lightning bolts disintegrated the moment they touched the divine light, condensing into a massive rune—the absolute law to avert calamity.

"it's useless."

The fingertip of the Supreme God touched the void, reflecting countless mirrors. "Don't you understand? As long as humanity fears disease and dreads calamity, my divine kingdom will never perish."

The waves of Tokyo Bay shattered into silver flakes under the moonlight, and the seawater began to flow upstream to repair the divine body.

Asakawa Riku remained silent, flicked his sleeves, and unleashed a long whip. The steel frame structure of the building on the ground was uprooted and transformed into a hundred-foot-long demon-slaying naginata in the hurricane.

Spiritual energy flowed into the blade, creating afterimages as it slashed towards the dark clouds.

Countless golden eyes suddenly opened in the clouds—the naginata melted away on its own the moment it touched the god's body, just like snow meeting the sun.

"Absurd! Do you think such brute force is divine? Your understanding is far too shallow!"

"Is that so... But in my opinion, the gods you speak of are nothing more than prisoners of their own obsessions."

Asakawa Riku continued to approach, and his attacks were repeatedly neutralized, but his power did not diminish at all; on the contrary, it continued to increase.

He was gradually becoming familiar with this Dharma form: "It cannot yet be called the Way."

When the giant hand formed from dark clouds slammed down, Asakawa Riku neither dodged nor evaded. His spine arched like the curve of an ancient cedar tree, and his toes hooked the water veins, as if he were swinging the entire Arakawa River.

In the instant the flood collided with the dark clouds, the divine body was nailed to the night sky. Asakawa Riku's hand pierced through the clouds, through the barrier of imagination, and grasped the golden chains binding the divine body.

"How can it be……!"

To his astonishment, the divine core began to crack. Higashino Kosuke frantically used his powers to repair his body, only to find that Asakawa Riku's fist pressure had solidified into a physical form.

This is a power that transcends any concept, pure power, power that doesn't require magic, each strike accompanied by the humming of the earth's veins trembling.

Is this still the Great Tengu...? This is...

"I am formed from the power of the wishes of all living beings..."

Tentacles emerged from the dark clouds, and they turned out to be pairs of hands that believers longed for, as if resisting Asakawa Riku.

No! No!

—I don't want to wake up!

Wouldn't a world without pain and calamity be better?

Let me immerse myself in this! I'm doing this voluntarily!

"I am the true seeker of the Way!"

Asakawa Riku's mask completely shattered, revealing his true face. His smile was that of a wolf, as ferocious as the girl's.

They don't care at all.

With each merciless punch, the god's dark cloud-like body began to collapse and explode one after another.

When the final punch pierced through the cloud core, it was as if the clear sound of shattering glass echoed throughout the entire Guandong Plain.

The god's golden pupils reflected the wondrous scene behind Asakawa Riku—all the chains of faith he had severed were now blooming into snowflakes in the Tokyo night sky, falling one after another onto the streets.

Each snowflake seemed to have found its original home, returning to the hearts of those believers.

This should be Tokyo's first snowfall of the year.

God's Winter: God's Winter After 7

"Huh...ha..."

Panting, Yuki Yasui leaned against the wall as she finally ran back to the building, to the location of the base.

The chaos outside was beyond comprehension; the weather suddenly felt like a typhoon. Tokyo that night was like a crazy, otherworldly realm.

It's unbelievable that she made it this far; it's practically a miracle.

First, there was internal strife within the police station. Unexpectedly, there were believers within the police force who suddenly started drawing their guns and firing, causing complete chaos.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Yasui Yuki slipped away. They were already under investigation and hadn't been imprisoned yet, which gave them the opportunity to escape.

Of course, the frenzied protests almost scared her away; she hadn't realized that nowhere was safe.

But it's better than going back to the police station, where a large number of believers are imprisoned, which is much more dangerous.

In her extreme state, she had a sudden inspiration and, instead of running away, she began to preach her doctrines to the fanatical believers.

Phrases like "Praise be to the supreme God," "May the founder of the religion bless you and may everything go smoothly," and "Wishing you health, peace, and freedom from illness and disaster"...

Surprisingly, it actually worked.

The fanatical followers, who were about to attack her, suddenly stopped after hearing these words. They ceased surrounding her and instead walked past her...

Really useful!

Those believers, who seemed dazed and irrational, could still understand these words, which suggests they considered her one of their own, hence their lack of attack.

Yuki Yasui was secretly delighted, thinking that she must be the only one who had discovered this way of dealing with things.

She always considered herself a "smart person".

Although she dropped out of school due to delinquency in her youth, she has always managed to find a way to survive in society. For example, she sells her youthful body to attach herself to gangsters; in middle age, she uses her status and capital to open a hostess club; she uses honey traps and scams to steal money with her youthful face; and recently, she saw a church...

She knew at a glance that this industry had great potential, so she transformed herself into "Mentor Yasui".

In fact, Yuki Yasui has never been a believer and has never believed in a supreme god, but she knows the doctrines by heart and knows how to exploit other people's weaknesses.

So, this complete fraudster, who wasn't a believer at all, somehow managed to get into a mid-level management position in the church.

Yuki Yasui has always considered herself a "smart person".

She climbed the stairs step by step, reaching the secluded top 10 floors.

People are easily blinded by what is in front of them. Once they think they have found their "target", they think the search is over and they will no longer pay attention to anything else.

Like the man and woman who came to investigate, the police, including themselves, felt that everything was fine once they had discovered the cult leader and the money hidden on this floor.

The real secrets are always interconnected, and sometimes the first few layers are just illusions, bait to be sacrificed. If something goes wrong, there is room for error to "cut off the tail".

Yuki Yasui did not enter that bloody room, nor did she go to the rooms where church assets were hidden.