Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"He is drawing on the power of my faith in an attempt to break free from the shackles of dreams."

"No wonder. He's trying to spread his faith under my name. His name is probably on the blacklist of the Tokyo Superhuman Organization. Using my name will make him inconspicuous."

"And... he got to use my faith, which I've accumulated over hundreds of years."

Good plan

"pity."

"The victim has come knocking!"

Chapter 222 Fish and Thunder

Someone burst through the door, naturally causing a commotion among the black-robed men who were praying.

Several pairs of eyes, flashing with an eerie red light, all turned towards the doorway.

Narumi Shingo casually twirled the Sea Kingdom book in his hand, staring into a gaze filled with inexplicable malice, and strolled forward.

It's worth mentioning that the temperature inside this room is much higher than outside, which may be why the fish-man-like "Deep Diver" did not appear here.

But those black-robed believers didn't seem to be any kind of benevolent people either.

Some of them continued their persistent prayers, ignoring the changes in the outside world.

Meanwhile, another group, looking fierce and menacing, quickly surrounded Narumi Shingo.

Seeing this, Narumi Nobuna naturally knew that her brother had important things to do and couldn't be disturbed by these small fry.

Then, the little girl, her hair flying, took a heavy step forward, clasped her hands together, and let out a low shout.

"The spirit fish spits out its petals, the sea tiger swallows the abyss!"

The originally petite and adorable Kaiko-maru suddenly leaped up from nowhere, and as Narumi Nobuna spoke, his body swelled up in the wind, like a rampaging tank, directly plunging into the crowd of black-clad believers.

The gaping maw of the Sea Tiger Maru opened and closed repeatedly, its fine, sharp teeth working like a meat grinder. Caught off guard, the black-clad men were like food scooped up from a pot, swallowed whole and turned into minced meat.

The prayer ceremony could no longer proceed.

Angry howls echoed in the empty room. Many men in black were flashing with fire and electricity. The intertwined lightning and flames attacked the arrogant Haihu Maru intermittently, but failed at the barrier of a light blue ripple on its body.

"Hey, hurry up! Things aren't like before. I don't have much demonic power left, and there are too many of them. The Lingbo Protection won't last long!"

The little girl clasped her hands together, her expression somewhat ferocious. The Sea Tiger Pill's activation, enlargement, and devouring of enemies, as well as the barrier on her body, were all her creations, which consumed a great deal of energy for her.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work."

Narumi Shingo nodded, quickened his pace, and started running.

Many black-clad believers tried to stop him, but they were all cut down by the flashing golden blades. Narumi Shingo entered the water reservoir without any hindrance.

He walked on water as if it were flat ground, and his speed was even faster than on flat ground. A few seconds later, he had already rushed to the statue.

Without hesitation, he raised his sword and unleashed a powerful diagonal slash, intending to shatter his former body!

The four large, dark maggots thwarted his plan. They leaped from Arakawa's body, their lightning-covered folds gleaming brightly. Countless bolts of lightning, interspersed with flames, burst forth from their bodies, forming a vast net that enveloped Narumi Shingo.

Haiguo slammed his hand on the ground, his golden katana standing eerily in the water. Narumi Shingo sneered, bent his knees, and pressed his palms out to the surface of the water. His blood-red pupils shimmered with a distinct dark black, radiating an astonishing killing intent.

"Struggle and sink, and become the belly of a fish!"

"School of fish! Swimming upstream!"

The water boiled instantly.

The originally murky rainwater suddenly surged with continuous foam, and countless black fish, as if in response, swam swiftly beneath the feet of Shingo Naruto, breaking through the water and fearlessly heading towards the maggot incarnation of the Eight Thunder Gods.

Purple-blue lightning dominated the sky, while black fish emerged from the water. Half of the sky shimmered with light and shadow, while the other half was filled with splashing water. The two extraordinary powers clashed, and the fish formed from demonic power and water were evaporated by the power of fire and lightning. Countless scalding water vapors rapidly spread around, making things even worse for the black-clad believers who were already struggling.

As the smoke cleared, a few seconds later, Narumi Shingo once again held the Sea Kingdom Manual, gazing with a touch of nostalgia at his former body, which was completely unharmed.

The four maggots, however, hovered in mid-air with some apprehension, about ten meters away from Narumi Shingo, eyeing him menacingly.

"Ha, he was once a true god of Takamagahara, the son of Izanami, and a subordinate god of Takemikazuchi. He was one of the eight thunder gods who were once so majestic. How did he become like this?"

"It's one thing to have been taught a lesson by the White Fox's Son, but a few years ago, a mortal swordsman was able to break into your dream realm and shatter your divine bodies—aren't you ashamed?"

"Now you've shrunk into a stinking ditch, barely clinging to life. If I'm not mistaken, you're planning to collude with the Outer Gods, attempting to heal your wounds and rise again?"

"Don't you know that colluding with outer gods is a grave taboo for the gods? If the whole world finds out about this, will you still be able to return to Takamagahara?"

"Unfortunately, you didn't succeed either; you ran into my trap today."

"I'm too lazy to waste words with you. Tell me where you got my divine body from. Today I'll give you a quick death and send you back to the Dream Mirror to continue your solitary confinement."

Narumi Shingo's tone was indifferent, as if he didn't take these divine avatars seriously at all.

A sharp, metallic sound, like two pieces of rusty iron rubbing against each other, suddenly rang out.

"That tone...that's you! Arakawa!"

"You are indeed not dead!"

"Jie Jie"

A horribly unpleasant laugh rang out, and the black maggots wriggled their bodies as if dancing, appearing somewhat excited.

"What good luck! As long as I devour you, I can completely seize your divine power! I won't have to absorb it bit by bit anymore!"

"You escaped with your life from the sea monsters, but you're destined to perish at our hands. This is your fate!"

Narumi Shingo glanced back slightly and gave a disdainful laugh.

"Ha, if you descend in your true forms, with all eight brothers gathered together, that would be your complete form. I am now in human form, and my demonic power is far less than before, so I can only retreat."

"Can"

"What are you so arrogant about, you can only order around maggots to do things!"

Before he could finish speaking, his figure flashed past like lightning.

Hai Guozuo, bathed in a layer of dark light, precisely struck a maggot that was laughing strangely, slicing it in two evenly.

After the maggot's body was split in half, it immediately stopped writhing and turned into ashes like paper burned to its limit.

Without giving the Eight Thunder Gods any chance to catch their breath, Narumi Shingo continued his actions relentlessly. The black demonic power emanating from the Sea Kingdom was fully revealed. The maggots' bodies must have been severely injured by the black fish earlier, as their movements became slow and they crumbled at the slightest touch. Soon, there were no more noisy maggots around Narumi Shingo.

The black-clad believers who witnessed all of this were basically stunned, then their faces turned terrified, and they knelt down in disbelief, bowing down repeatedly, like headless flies, becoming utterly vulnerable.

As he sheathed his sword, Narumi Shingo suddenly froze.

A sharp smile curved the corners of his mouth.

"Is that so? You're not satisfied, so you invited me?"

"I can kill you here, and I can kill you again in my dream!"

"Before the gods of Arakawa, there is absolutely no fear!"

Chapter 223 Huangquan Hirazaka

The clash between gods and demons is not merely a battle of magic in the mortal world, but a contest of the dream world.

Since that epic battle sealed in the Heian period, which many who knew about it kept silent, most demons, gods, and monsters have been sealed in dreams. Even if they can come to the mortal world through possession or descent, the power of their incarnations is incomparable to their complete forms.

The dreams of the extraordinary correspond to the "divine kingdom" of the gods.

That is the home ground of the gods. If a god is invaded and severely injured in his own divine kingdom, it is not because his divine kingdom is too weak, but because the invaders are too strong.

Playing at home undoubtedly provides a boost to a team's strength.

Narumi Shingo sensed a strange calling, just like the one he had felt outside.

Now he understood that the familiar feeling he had sensed in the distance was from his former divine body.

What he sensed now was the "invitation" of the Eight Thunder Gods.

It seems that it was unwilling to be destroyed by its own incarnation, perhaps it did not want all its efforts over the years to be in vain, or more likely it simply wanted to devour the soul of the Lord of Arakawa and complete its rebirth.

Narumi Shingo could feel that urgent desire very clearly.

But he did not want to back down.

If his anger before stemmed from the misappropriation of his divine name and the massacre of Arakawa's people, now he has another reason to be furious.

Someone is stealing his faith, desecrating his body, and attempting to usurp his position, taking away and destroying his weighty title and responsibilities.

This is something he absolutely cannot allow.

He has protected this land for hundreds of years, and many customs are ingrained in his bones and blood, unforgettable.

Moreover, the Lord of Arakawa has never been a kind-hearted or gentle god.

All that remains of him is the legend of his violent temper and unparalleled fighting prowess.

Turning around, he met Narumi Shingo's gaze and saw the familiar determination in her eyes—a look that seemed to say, "Go ahead and do it, I'm here for you."

Kaikomaru had completely suppressed the leaderless group of black-clad believers, so Narumi Shingo closed his eyes without any burden and focused his mind on the starry sea.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness came over me, and the next second, when I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in this world.

A cold wind blew, and the sky was a hazy, murky yellow. All around was an endless expanse with no sense of space. As far as the eye could see, there was only a devastated land, covered with traces of lightning and fire. Narumi Shingo was walking on a rugged path.

The pervasive dust, the desolate environment, the thick sense of oppression, and the somewhat unsettling gloom were all insufficient to change his expression.

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"As expected, nothing new, Yomi Hirasaka, huh?"

"What, would you like to summon your Yellow Springs Army to liven things up again?"

"I've even seen the King of Hell in the Underworld. How dare you, a weak and useless deity like you, try to play tricks on me?"

"court death!"

With a gentle wave of his Sea Kingdom Hand, dark demonic energy uncontrollably swirled around him. Narumi Shingo's features became somewhat deep-set, and his face turned pale, but he showed no sign of panic.

When the Eight Thunder Gods first appeared in the Kojiki, they were born from the corpse of Izanami. Later, they led 1,500 Yomi soldiers to hunt down Izanagi. Their nature as gods is inseparable from the word "Yomi" (the underworld).

And this place should be the legendary "Yomihirasaka" - the road leading to the underworld.

As soon as Narumi Shingo finished speaking, a deafening, maniacal laugh echoed in the sky.

"You actually dared to come?!"