I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Moreover, as the former ruler of the fourth throne, it was normal for him to be disliked, so he naturally didn't care much about other people's attitudes.

P.S.: There won't be a detailed introduction later. This time, I just wanted to use the perspective of night travel to give Raiji's true form a brief appearance. Please vote and recommend! I'll add an extra chapter if there are any donations...

Chapter 46 Guarding the Goddess is itself protecting beauty.

Overcoming the influence of the fourth day's divine power, I was freed from the unpleasant sense of déjà vu.

Feeling the unknown sensations, Modora bid farewell to the principle of eternal return on the fourth day.

However, as Modora continued to venture deeper into the night, he felt his mind becoming slightly unsettled.

To be more precise, he started to panic as soon as he saw the Mercury Serpent. With his third eye, he could see things that many others could not.

For example, the causal relationships between people.

When Modoro first saw the Mercury Serpent during his night travels, he was not only surprised but also puzzled, because he could not see any connection to himself in the Mercury Serpent.

If his memories of his past life are accurate, he was indeed born in the era of the return of the fourth day of eternal calamity.

Logically speaking, the Mercury Serpent, who initiated the eternal return of the Fourth Heaven, is the father of all things in the universe. As a being of the Fourth Heaven, no matter how much he dislikes the other party, he cannot change the other party's identity as the origin of all things.

Originally, the other party should have been his 'father', but the moment he saw the other party with his Heavenly Eye, Modoro Yako felt a sense of denial.

This person, the Lord of the Fourth Seat, was not the origin of his Night Journey to Matara.

Because the other party does not possess any of the elements that constitute the individual who makes up the Night Walker of the Motara, in other words, he does not possess any of the laws of the Mercury Serpent.

Is such a thing possible? As an existence born on the fourth day, and being a special being, how could he not possess mediating factors similar to those of the current Lord of the Seat?

But that is precisely the fact, which is equivalent to the two having no 'blood relation'.

Moreover, Mercury Serpent himself openly admitted that he was not the 'father' of Matara Nightwalker.

"You possess both a beginning and an end, and your end is similar to mine..."

As Modoro continued his descent, he kept his eyes closed, muttering to himself as he pondered the matter of the Mercury Serpent.

The other side is an infinitely continuous life, but within its desire lies the wish for a supreme end; this is a concept of antinomy.

The contradictions of right and wrong, the different desires at their root, and the concept of the end, when Modora thought of himself, he also thought of an opponent he had fought in a previous life.

It was someone from his past life memories, a tiger from the underworld, who represented the final death.

His Night Journey also represents death, but it is not the same as the other's end.

"——————!"

Suddenly, Motara Nightwalker felt that he had encountered the next Taiji, which, like the principle of eternal return, belonged to the principle of the gods who guarded the fifth day.

The distance between the two was not far, and this fluctuation felt both familiar and nostalgic to Modoro Nightwalker.

The fluctuation level of this Tai Chi is the same as that of the previous Fourth Heavenly Lord, meaning that in terms of Tai Chi value, both are at the same level.

Although they are different in nature, their strength is almost the same, and their divine power is also exceptionally well-matched.

Bathed in the dazzling golden light, Ye Xing felt death gradually receding from him, and the golden divine power before him formed an image within the light of his Heavenly Eye.

It was a majestic golden lion, powerful, spirited, and domineering... all kinds of passionate atmosphere and temperament could be found in the lion.

Immortality, a fantasy of eternal life, denies the end, and is a symbol of Tai Chi that prides itself on its rebellious nature.

This is the indestructible, golden, and majestic divine being that exists to destroy the Mercury Serpent, and is exceptionally outstanding in its savage aggression.

This Tai Chi has no rejection towards the outside world; it's like giving cheers to destruction out of love.

"The fleeting paradise of demons, how I long for it, this tyrannical law..."

Before him, the dazzling golden divine light was met with unreserved praise, lauding its brilliance and beauty, as well as its power and majesty.

The domineering deity before him was someone Ye Xing admired. Although they were enemies in their past lives, they were both puppet actors in horror dramas.

"Oh? I will gladly accept your praise. What brings you here?"

Upon hearing Modoro's praise, the golden lion turned its majestic gaze, capable of crushing the infinite universe, and responded with an elegant and composed voice.

Although Reinhard himself is not here, his will can be transmitted. Multitasking and multitasking are no problem for the Overlord God.

"Having awakened from the cycle of reincarnation, I wish to meet the current Lord of the Throne..."

Modoro Nightwalker calmly endured the overwhelming pressure of the domineering god's gaze, and spoke his purpose to the golden beast before him with neither humility nor arrogance.

In his mind, the golden beast of the past could never submit to anyone, but now, seeing with his own eyes that such a tyrant had become a servant of the Fifth Heavenly Lord, Ye Xing couldn't help but sigh at the cruel twists of fate.

"I see. It seems the Pure Land has already contacted you."

Looking at this god of death, this god of seeking the way of death, the golden beast Reinhardt greatly admired him and even had a fondness for his talent.

Of his former three knights, only the Red Knight remains. The White Knight has not yet returned, and the Black Knight has already obtained the death he desired and is now in a state of infinite rest.

Reinhardt was deeply impressed by the fact that this Night Walker had once fought with Magina.

If he hadn't known the other person was Matilda's, he would have really been tempted to poach them.

Reinhardt, however, was clearly not one to be patient. He chuckled and teased Modoro Nightwalker, inviting him in a joking manner:

"After meeting the goddess, if you decide to work in the Pure Land, how about coming to the Asura Path? My End of Death has been on strike for a long time."

"Ah, I haven't even started my 'work' yet... I'll take my leave now."

Upon hearing the friendly invitation, Modoro Nightwalker broke out in a cold sweat and felt helpless. After exchanging pleasantries, he continued his descent.

Judging from the tone of Soujiro and Shiori's voices, I knew that the two of them were working at the Pure Land. I could roughly guess what they did there.

However, to everyone's surprise, even Reinhardt joined in. Although the invitation seemed like a joke, Nightwalker could tell that the other party meant it.

Now everyone is a colleague, working in the same place, unlike in his previous life when they were enemies with different stances. Presumably, the acquaintances he met at night have already started working before him.

The golden lion watched Modoro's retreating figure as he slithered away in the night, chuckling as it revealed its ferocious fangs, a hint of boredom in its eyes.

After all, Reinhardt was a restless person who also loved fighting.

The world on the fifth day is too peaceful now, leaving him feeling powerless. Although he no longer has any sense of primordial awareness, the lack of thrilling battles makes him feel extremely bored.

As for a friendly sparring session with Skadi and the others? That's even more impossible.

The battles between these domineering gods, let alone formal battles, would inevitably lead to the collapse of countless worlds, even if they were just sparring.

Therefore, private duels between companions are forbidden in the presence of the goddess of dusk.

............

Ye Xing, having left the Asura Path's highest realm, exuded an unwavering spiritual will that should not be underestimated, completely overcoming the influence of the opponent's Tai Chi.

To be honest, it takes some time to accept that former enemies have become friends.

Moreover, the Golden Beast's enthusiastic invitation was almost too much for him to handle, and he couldn't even imagine what it would be like to work for them.

Matara Night Walker considered himself not to be combative, so he could only admire the paradise of the demons and demons, but could not enjoy it himself.

Ultimately, he came here to meet the current ruler of the throne, the goddess of twilight.

However, upon seeing the previous ruler of the throne, the Mercury Serpent, he had an additional purpose: to investigate his own origins.

Thinking this, Modoro Nightwalker estimated that he would soon reach the singularity of the current Lord of the Seas, so he focused on accelerating the descent of his soul.

Like a fallen sinner, he was ready to endure the unknown fluctuations to come.

"————!"

Suddenly, the body, which had been tense, was subjected to the erosion of this Tai Chi fluctuation—no, it was a blessing!

Matara felt a very comfortable warmth while traveling at night, so he unconsciously marveled at the loving-kindness that had welcomed him.

This is a comforting fluctuation that won't harm you, warm and gentle, making you unconsciously want to submit to this Tai Chi.

"So beautiful..."

Modoro unconsciously uttered a clichéd exclamation during his night journey, but this sentence was a genuine expression of his feelings, his most authentic emotion.

This isn't the kind of thing you get me into; it doesn't have the intense, all-embracing, all-comforting radiance of gold.

The rarely marvelous Night Journey of Matala was moved by this gentle Tai Chi.

Beautiful and...noble!

The previous Tai Chi was all aggressive, exuding an arrogant submission to me; this one has no violence whatsoever.

If the Asura realm is the ultimate in strife, then this is the ultimate in peace.

The Night Walk of Modoro is being welcomed by this Tai Chi, and will not change itself; the world is bestowing a blessing upon it.

The concept of reincarnation is that after completing one's life, one is reborn.

The one giving blessings—

"Twilight...Goddess..."

Modora opened his eyes, his gaze filled with respect and seriousness, as he looked at the goddess who shone with dazzling radiance before him.

Whether it's you or everyone else, please make sure you find happiness.

No matter what happens, I will always be there for you and everyone else; this is proof of the love I felt during my night walk.

The woman wore a beautiful and soft white dress, her bare jade feet touching the horizon. The seat she sat on was transformed into a gentle and beautiful flower seat according to the goddess's principle of love.

Furthermore, on the back of the Flower Throne, there is a conspicuous and dazzling ring.

The ring was inlaid with several divine gems that felt incredibly familiar to Modoro during his night journey.

The Great Dark Heaven, the Transcendental Ring, the Crimson Eden, and the Infinite Crimson Lotus... these four Tai Chi deities are behind the Goddess of Twilight, surrounding her and forming an absolute protective circle.

"Um... welcome, Mataro Night Walker."

Mary, seated on the throne, had a gentle yet somewhat shy expression. She felt a little embarrassed to be praised for her beauty so soon after arriving in front of her.

"It seems you still remember me... I am truly honored."

Even a proud and arrogant man like Modoro no Yasaka unconsciously used honorifics at this moment.

Upon hearing the goddess's friendly and gentle greeting, he knew clearly that she had accepted and tolerated him, her former adversary, without any objection.

No further words are needed. Such a goddess... such supreme radiance, is indeed a truth worth risking one's life to protect.

The other party's "reason" is more suitable to sit on that "seat" than any domineering god. Compared with this "reason," all other "reasons" would feel ashamed.

No wonder, no wonder... Even the Tai Chi of a great general has submitted to this divine status. This is certainly not something to be ashamed of; one should feel the highest honor.