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Chapter 311 Ama no Kusanagi!
Red Well in the Tama River Mountains.

The white mycelium covering the mountains and plains resembled a winter blizzard, blanketing the entire mountainous area.

Under such circumstances, no living thing on Earth can set foot in this forbidden area. The mycelium gushing from that red well is like the natural enemy of living things. Anything touched by it seems to have its life force drained. Even the land loses its vitality and becomes dry and cracked.

Herzog, standing by the well like a devout believer, exclaimed excitedly, "God!"

"God has been revived."

The project leader stared at the red well and said in an almost groaning voice, "So this is the god, Yamata no Orochi!"

The rotors of dozens of helicopters roared across the sky, looking down at the red well below. A monster with eight curved dragon necks and heads, its body covered in pale scales, was dragging a hideous bone-spiky tail and using its eight heads as feet to climb up the edge of the well.

Judging from its appearance alone, that thing looks exactly like the 'Yamata no Orochi', which symbolizes calamity in the "Japanese Customs and Culture Records".

No, to be precise, the Yamata no Orochi was a real serpent, but it was recorded by humans in a different way over a long period of time.

"Stop talking nonsense, look more closely." Miyamoto Shigeo's eyes were filled with indescribable madness and hatred as he gritted his teeth and said, "That's not a god at all, it's a monster!"

"No matter what that thing is, we only have one mission."

Genjiro's deep voice clearly reached everyone's ears through the radio: "At all costs, stop that thing from escaping the well. Today, in the name of the 74th head of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, I will sever the curse flowing in our bloodline once and for all!"

"emission!"

Miyamoto Shigeo's eyes were fierce and menacing as he roared, "Suppress it! Don't let that thing escape!"

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!" Kotaro Fuma pulled the trigger hard, and the Vulcan cannon mounted on the side of the helicopter immediately emitted a metallic roar symbolizing death. Dense bullets poured out from mid-air like a waterfall and crashed into the Yamata no Orochi in the well below.

Boom boom boom boom boom.
The bullets from the Vulcan cannon struck the pale scales, exploding into dazzling sparks.

The immense kinetic energy caused the Yamata no Orochi's body to slide down the well wall, its scales oozing crimson blood. However, this level of resistance was simply not enough to stop it. After a brief pause, the Yamata no Orochi climbed upwards at an even faster speed.

"Keep going! Keep going!" Herzog clenched his fist, his voice filled with excitement. "Let me see just how far the ultimate life form can go!"

call out!
At that moment, a missile trailing a plume of fire struck the landing spot directly.

The powerful impact of the explosion tore part of the Yamata no Orochi's spine, exposing its pale spine, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

With a scream, the massive body of the Yamata no Orochi plummeted back into the well like a boulder.

Herzog was also caught in the blast wave, flying backward in a disheveled state. The severe injury caused him to cough up blood, but the fanaticism in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest. He still stared straight at the great thing: "Do you see it? This is the real god!"

"Don't let your guard down, keep attacking!"

At this moment, Miyamoto Shigeo showed none of the demeanor of a researcher; instead, he resembled a war maniac, roaring with bloodshot eyes, "Crane Group! Flower Group! Continue the suppression! Use firepower to kill it! Blow it to ashes!"

"Aim at Herzog and blow that bastard up too!"

"Use napalm!"

"Try this big guy, you monster!" The bomb, loaded with napalm, was precisely dropped into the well.

Boom! ! !

The blazing flames shot into the sky, like a pillar of fire connecting heaven and earth.

The flames ignited by the explosion of napalm instantly set the entire Red Well ablaze. The temperature of thousands of degrees Celsius was so high that even rocks could be melted. The white mycelium covering the edge of the well was also burned to ashes. The rising heat wave whipped up a storm, turning most of the night sky a fiery red.

"Great! We made it!"

"This time, this guy is definitely dead!"

Cheers erupted from the radio communication channel.

"If only it were that easy."

Genji muttered to himself, silently gripping the hilt of his sword.

As if to confirm his words, just as everyone held their breath and waited for the result, eight pairs of golden eyes, as bright as candles, lit up deep inside the well, which was filled with smoke and dust.

Deep within the eight pairs of vertical pupils, as fiery as molten gold, emanated a terrifying savagery and resentment, locking onto those lowly creatures who dared to lay a hand on the god. With a soul-shaking roar, the smoke and dust were torn apart, and the 'god' once again climbed out of the red well.

The pale scales were covered in flames, and a large amount of blood gushed out from them. In many places, the scales were torn apart by the explosion, revealing the blood-red muscle and tendon tissue inside.

At this moment, the Yamata no Orochi was like a demon returning from the underworld, its eight heads roaring the most vicious curses in the world. It had just emerged from its cocoon, and once it left this place, it only needed a moment to catch its breath to recover more power, at which point it could easily destroy these tiny creatures.

"Damn it, keep suppressing him! Suppress him!" Miyamoto Shigeo shouted, both shocked and furious.

Four helicopters hovered in the air, adjusting their angles and descending, preparing to continue suppressing the enemy with Vulcan cannons.

However, the Yamata no Orochi's long, bony tail, like a streak of light, trailed a graceful arc as it flashed across the dark night sky.

Like the gleam of a peerless swordsman's blade, its dazzling light once overshadowed the searchlights.

scoff!

One second later, the four helicopters were neatly cut in half, the smooth fracture marks as smooth as a mirror.

The mark left by the long, menacing tail of bone spikes still lingered in the air, like a white arc of light that seemed to divide the entire night sky, making it impossible to tell whether it was an illusion or reality.

It wasn't until the four helicopters crashed that the others suddenly realized what was happening.

"Kusanagi!" Herzog, still laughing maniacally despite being engulfed in flames by a napalm bomb, cried out, "Do you see that? That sword powerful enough to cleave the world! The legendary Kusanagi!"

In mythology, Susanoo took the divine sword Ame no Habakiri, the sword of his father Izanagi, to kill Yamata no Orochi. However, when he was cutting up the Orochi's body, the sword broke. Then he found the sword called "Ame no Kusanagi" in the Orochi's tail.

If Orochi hadn't fallen asleep after drinking when he was killed, the result wouldn't have been Orochi dying from Ame no Habakiri, but Susanoo dying in Ame no Kusanagi.

No one could have imagined that the legendary Kusanagi sword was actually the sharp bone at the end of the Yamata no Orochi's long tail!
(End of this chapter)