I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 799 The Death of Kamijou Touma
"No, impossible!!"

The cracks in his fingers continued to spread upwards, and the crimson light rebounded, startling Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, in space.

It may seem like only his fingers are injured, but in order to eliminate these despicable creatures with a single finger;

He concentrates most of his power in his fingertips.

That is to say-

"Father God."

wrong!

As all the power was concentrated at his fingertips, it was shattered by Touma Kamijou below; the planet-sized 'Zephyr' actually regained a sliver of its consciousness.

I am no, no, no! I am.
"You 'mere' king of lies, how dare you impersonate my offspring?"

next moment,
A magnificent voice rang out.

"Fine, you can be my 'son' then."

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As the cracks on his fingers rose upwards, collapsing along his palm and forearm, a rift suddenly tore open in the void beside him.

If we were to compare Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, to the blue-white planet, he would be the size of a watermelon compared to a human.

Then this crack is several times larger than that of Ganesha, the elephant-headed god!

Amidst the astonished gazes of numerous extraordinary experts, a hand emerged from the crack.

These hands are slender and white as jade, with long, elegant fingers and gold rings around the wrists; the posture is casual yet exudes an elegant and graceful feel: at first glance, the concept of 'dance' comes to mind.

However, the 'world-destroying flames' burning on the back of his hand revealed his identity:

The god of destruction: Shiva!

"Come back,"

With a casual tone, the hand gently grasped the elephant-headed god, which was several times larger than a planet.

"I--"

In the eyes of many extraordinary powerhouses
Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, had tears in his eyes, as if he wanted to tell the owner of the palm something.

The next second, before the 'King of Lies' could even start cursing, his hand retracted into the crack, as if nothing had happened.

"The problems of the Barat pantheon will be resolved by beings of higher status."

After a long pause, the bald high priest spoke dryly: In fact, the mental fluctuations traveled thousands of kilometers and were transmitted to the consciousness of all the experts present.

After making those polite remarks, the high priest waved his sleeves and returned to the planet, enveloped in yellow sand.

"That makes sense,"

Kozuki Yami touched her chin.
If you can't beat someone, you have to call your parents. That's perfectly normal.

In the eyes of these clueless onlookers, Ganesha, whose finger was injured, was crying and looking for his father.

"Brother Xiaozhi, let's go back."

"Okay~~"

Xiao Zhi didn't have any objections, since he was just an elementary school student anyway;
I'm currently in a 'carefree' state: when I'm in doubt, I just box, and then there's no problem.

With the 'apocalyptic crisis' averted, many extraordinary powerhouses returned to their respective homes, and then:

Strive to cultivate yourself!

Even dragon-level beings would likely be defeated by the finger of that 'elephant-headed god', so their strength is still not enough to be complacent.

With the return of various pantheons, god-level powerhouses will undoubtedly become more and more active.

Do we have to find an uninhabited planet and live a secluded life behind closed doors?

"elder sister,"

"Tsk, Director Zhuya is too stingy."

Seeing Pegasus Nozomi flying straight toward the 'Macross', Igotani Dai snorted unhappily.

"We are preparing to preserve the flame of civilization for our island nation, and besides, we promised to build a ship for our family."

Originally, they planned to escape in the half-built 'Macross Fortress', but the situation suddenly changed 180 degrees: that 'Ganesha' was big but useless, and he cried and went home to find his father over a mere finger injury.

This left the Ishigaya family extremely embarrassed—Tenma Ai-ming had already arrived, and Director Takeya had also contacted them to inquire about the situation, so the possibility of them running away was naturally out of the question.

but:

"Our space fortress must begin construction immediately!"

"Yes, and my older sister too—"

Kaoru Igarashi, with her long, flowing hair, parted her lips slightly.

"I broke through."

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The spirited older sister, Isoya, was surprised, but quickly realized what was happening.

The two siblings were already just one step away from success, and having just received a wave of extraordinary knowledge for free, it's not incomprehensible that they broke through on the spot.

Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, was driven away, but he was still a god-level being; the knowledge he spread could still be used to break through to the demon level.

Onmyoji, unlike other professions, emphasize the accumulation of knowledge and the mastery of techniques. —In this way, the Isoya family finally has a second Oni-level expert, making them a legitimate and powerful extraordinary force.

They shook hands discreetly, and Igotani Dai felt increasingly anxious.

She also needs to make a breakthrough as soon as possible.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Bharat,
The Ganges Plain in Haryana and Uttar Pradesh has now become the Ganges Basin.
Under the crushing force of Ganesha's fingers, the entire region was lowered by hundreds or thousands of meters to sea level. Coupled with its vast area spanning hundreds of kilometers, it is truly a geographical wonder!

Of course, the most important question now is:

How many casualties do experts estimate?

"A conservative estimate is around 300 million, maybe more?"

In the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Chief's office, the secretary gave an uncertain answer: "Even they themselves don't know the exact population of Bharat, so how could anyone else know?"

Moreover, this time, Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, came from space and crushed the planet with a single point, almost destroying Bharat.

The reason it wasn't directly exposed is entirely thanks to Lord 'God Purification and Demon Extermination'.

"Where is Touma?"

“No news yet”

As he said this, the secretary's expression turned serious.

No matter how strong Kamijou Touma is, the opponent is, after all, a direct descendant of the Triad God whose 'true form' is larger than a planet. Perhaps... no, he must be safe!
Kamijou Touma is an extraordinary powerhouse in the island nation. Regardless of the true story behind this 'great war' or who is right or wrong, the island nation will definitely support him unconditionally: the island nation's propaganda agency has already mobilized all its resources and begun to proclaim Touma's achievement of 'resisting the attack of the gods' and saving the world.

Whether other countries believe it or not, it's enough that they believe it.

The Barat pantheon? The Triads?
so what!

Their island nation also has its own "Three Nobles," and only a battle will reveal who is stronger and who is weaker.

Before that, their job as 'subordinates' was to cheer and encourage, ensuring that the pantheon's reputation was not tarnished.

In conclusion, this is a great victory for the island nation!
"Where's Touma?"

"I'm asking you, Touma?!"

Dolly grabbed his armor and shook him repeatedly, leaving KYG speechless.

"Miss, Miss Dolly, I—"

how could I know?

KYG is just a news king, not a 'missing person king';
What just happened was a battle at the level of gods. He couldn't even fly up to the sky to watch it, let alone intervene.

"Touma-kun is incredibly strong; he can even defeat an elephant."

"That god Balat is probably unharmed."

Even KYG, after witnessing Ganesha pointing his finger at the planet, still had to maintain a certain level of respect: after all, he was only taken away by Shiva, not dead, and could very well come back at any time.

However, this comforting advice was quickly extinguished.

"Unfortunately,"

In the sky, the sky-blue 'divine avatar' slowly descended. Unlike Dolly, Hikari, and Shizuka, who fought with all their might, Ie barely fought, only lending a hand at the end, so she still had energy left.

boom,

The blue tengu warrior, who had landed on the shattered earth, crouched down and lowered his enormous outstretched hand.

"You can see for yourselves, Touma."

In the palm of Ijiang's 'divine incarnation' lay a charred body, missing its arm:
Dead body.

"Touma?!"

In an instant, both Jing and Dolly's eyes turned red.

"Dolly, use your eyes to save him!"

"You don't need to tell me—"

In Dolly's bloodshot eyes, three jet-black pointers began to reverse.

In an instant, the charred corpse seemed to reverse time, regrowing muscles, blood vessels, and skin. Even the severed arm reappeared out of thin air.

???

They actually possess this kind of 'God's Eye' ability?
Witnessing all this, Ie's pupils trembled violently within the sky-blue 'divine avatar'.

Susanoo's Eye of God is known as the "Eye of the Mind," as told to him by Ōtengu; just like Ie's own two abilities: the Heavenly Magago Bow, for tracking down and seeking revenge; and the Night Eater, for tormenting his enemies.

The Eye of God now called 'Dolly' is actually 'Time Reversal'!
why?
Could it be that I was at that time,
Did they never intend to bring Fanqiu and Xia Yin back to life?

Perhaps I don't love them as deeply as I think?

Witnessing Dolly 'resurrect' Touma caused Ie to immediately question the meaning of life.

"Touma?"

"how come--"

The sudden, surprised commotion brought Yijiang back to his senses.

In his 'divine incarnation' palm, Kamijou Touma had returned to his original state, and even his school uniform, including his shirt and trousers, was completely intact.

but:

Why hasn't Touma woken up yet?

"how could I know!"

Just as Tokugawa Shizuka and Dolly, whose eyes were streaked with blood and tears, were about to start fighting again, Hikaru's voice rang in everyone's minds.

"Touma's body is intact, but his soul..."

But he didn't come back.

"Let's go back to Tokyo first, and then we'll figure something out."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"it's over,"

In the small shrine halfway up the sacred tree,
Setting down the mirror, Nao closed her eyes and rubbed her temples.

"Even now, I still can't accept the battle between these god-like beings."

Every so often, an apocalyptic disaster strikes! A single act from a top-tier transcendent being can affect an area spanning millions of miles. How did humanity, in the age of mythology, manage to survive?

"Oh dear, normally gods and demons wouldn't be this active."

You calmly waved her hand.

"Look at mythology, when a god goes into seclusion, gets angry, or takes a nap, it takes at least tens of millions of years."

Therefore, most humans actually rarely encounter gods in their lifetime: except for the group of humanoid walking cannons in ancient Greece, which made demigods crawl all over the place, leading to a variety of mythological events.

The god Shiva of Bharat has the authority over sexual desire, yet he only has two sons and four daughters; other high-ranking gods in other pantheons generally do not have many offspring; only in the Greek pantheon, it is embarrassing to go out and greet people if one does not have dozens of lovers and hundreds of offspring.

"This is because spiritual energy is gradually recovering, and the stars are about to return to their positions."

Yu explained, or rather, fabricated, the underlying 'setting' of this world to the group:
"Many pantheons have returned, which is why there are fights every few days. In fact, most of the time, the gods are peace-loving."

The premise is that no human being is so clever as to try to challenge the majesty and intelligence of God.

Stare—×3
These words made all three beauties turn their heads.

If everyone takes Yu-kun as their role model, then that would indeed be considered peaceful.

"However, the current situation is that if we let these pantheons continue their fighting, the planet beneath our feet—"

I'm afraid they won't be able to handle it.

"It doesn't matter,"

Yu wasn't nervous at all about it.

"If things get to the point of endangering the planet, I will intervene."

Ok,

With someone's promise,
Nao, Koei, and Ichiyo were relieved.

If things get so serious that even Yu-kun can't handle it, then let's all go to the underworld hand in hand.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Yellow Springs

"Amitabha Buddha, Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Mahasattva."

A young monk clasped his hands together, floated in the air, and chanted sutras with his eyes closed.

May this merit adorn the Buddha's Pure Land; repay the fourfold kindness above; relieve the suffering of the three lower realms below; may all who see or hear this awaken the Bodhi mind; and in this very lifetime, be reborn together in the Land of Ultimate Bliss.

The young monk radiated a gentle golden light, which was neither intense nor domineering, yet it could enlighten people to their true nature and the non-duality of truth and falsehood—all the events of their past lives would appear before their eyes, love, hate, and passions as clear as the lines on their palms; amidst countless emotions, they would suddenly feel relaxed and attain great freedom and ease.

Countless Barat people who listened respectfully to the sermons all had peaceful expressions and put their hands together in prayer.

"Master Zhixiong,"

However, the boy with the urchin-shaped haircut hesitated and scratched his head before finally speaking.

"Excuse me, do you know why I wasn't resurrected?"

Touma Kamijou asked this not because he thought he was 'immortal,' but because Dolly was there: Dolly's 'God's Eye' ability allowed the Yomiuri to reverse time, so even if he died on the spot, Dolly should have been able to revive him.

Although it sounds a bit boastful, Touma believes that given Dolly's feelings for him, she certainly wouldn't stand idly by.

"You may all leave."

Master Zhixiong, who was performing a ritual to guide the souls of the dead in the underworld, opened his eyes and gently waved his hand.

"Thank you, Master!"

Countless Barat people clasped their hands together and bowed.

It was this Buddhist master who mended their broken souls, restored their sanity, and allowed them to reflect on their lives in their final moments, and then:
Entering the cycle of reincarnation!

Of course, they can also choose to remain in the underworld.

However, the wilderness of the underworld is teeming with evil spirits, and the forces of the Nine-Tailed Fox are rampaging.
If you are confident in your martial prowess, you can also try to carve out your own territory here.

In a sense, Master Zhixiong was doing just that: he had originally used his spiritual power to repair the remnant soul, and was already embracing the belief that "if I don't go to hell, who will?" in preparation for the coming of annihilation.

However, he later discovered that his spiritual power was being restored every moment, and in the end, the restoration exceeded the consumption!
That was the sincere gratitude of the countless souls he had saved.

Nowadays, Master Zhixiong performs daily rituals to help the souls of the deceased find peace in the netherworld.

It has become his habit and part of his life.

"Kamijo Donor,"

Master Zhixiong, who truly embodies the unity of knowledge and action and strives to save all sentient beings, turned his head and looked at the high school student from the island nation.

“Even in the netherworld, this humble monk has heard of your illustrious reputation.”

"Huh? Ha, haha,"

With a forced laugh, Touma Kamijou scratched his head, unsure how to respond.

“Your body is engulfed in karmic fire; even if there were a way to resurrect you, I fear it would be difficult for you to return to the mortal realm.”

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(End of this chapter)