Anime Crossover: Unparalleled Comprehension, Shocking the Star God

There's always been a joke in the miniature garden.

In Christianity, the Son of God is in charge, not the One God. In a sense, this is a reversal of the divine order, with the deity being surpassed by his own son, and even the position of the head of the pantheon has changed hands.

However, although it was said to be a joke, everyone understood that there was nothing that could be done, as the omnipotent paradox was simply too much of a constraint on the one true God.

After all, there are two-digit numbers of divine children and three-digit numbers of unique gods, and the competition among the gods in the miniature garden is fierce, so this kind of allocation is only natural.

Since the dystopian demon king was defeated, the one true god seems to have been living in seclusion and has never shown his face. All matters, big and small, are handled by the sons of the gods and the archangels.

This is actually quite common in the celestial realm. Many innate gods and Buddhas are unwilling to interfere in human affairs, and many even fall into a deep slumber.

But based on what Su Mo discovered at this moment... the jokes from before seem to have become terrifying.

His ability to utilize primordial divinity means—

Is the Christian God dead?

243 Although you have lost your Lord, you still have me!

"Shut up!"

Before Su Mo could utter the message "God is dead," the archangel, who sat at the right seat of God and was known as "the godlike one," roared and charged forward.

He ignored Jibril's threat from behind and directly took the Thornfire Sword, seemingly willing to sacrifice his life to prevent Su Mo from saying those words.

"How dare you speak to your master in such a tone! How insolent!"

Jibril raised her spear high and aimed it mercilessly at Michael's vest.

She has never been one to be tolerant or generous; once the enemy reveals a weakness, there is no reason to let it go.

With her power, she could easily slay this archangel, whose glory fills the heavens, before he could even get close to Su Mo.

However, just as Jibril was about to make her move, Su Mo suddenly stopped her.

“I suddenly have a new idea. I’ll take care of this guy, and you can deal with the rest of the angels.”

"Yes!"

Despite some doubts, Jibril naturally wouldn't disobey Su Mo's orders since he had spoken.

After giving his instructions, Su Mo looked at Michael, who was rushing towards him, and raised an eyebrow.

"It's just telling the truth, and you're already in such a hurry?"

"What you're saying... no wonder he's anxious!"

Hearing Su Mo's indifferent tone, Bai Yacha retorted.

She had heard Su Mo's deduction before, but she didn't show too much surprise.

Clearly, she knew about God's death beforehand.

Based on her reaction, Su Mo deduced more information.

However, what needs to be done right now is not to piece together the truth, but to deal with Michael.

So he slightly raised his hand and activated a blessing that should have belonged to Artoria.

A transparent and invisible barrier unfolded, like the boundary of the 23rd world, isolating Michael's offensive while drawing the archangel into the other world created by the gift.

Su Mo's figure also disappeared.

"Is this... entering the game area?"

Seeing this, White Yaksha wasn't particularly surprised.

For the gods and Buddhas of the miniature world, turning a planet or a small star system into their playground is nothing special.

Of course, game arenas that can withstand the [Holy Right Light] are quite rare.

She sensed the power of the Halloween Queen's realm from the blessing Su Mo used.

If I'm not mistaken, White Yaksha glanced at Black Saber, who was fighting the angel legion alongside Jibril. What Su Mo was using was probably Avalon, the strongest defense of the Celtic pantheon, a paradise isolated from the mortal world.

Based on Su Mo's previous performance, White Yaksha was not worried that he would lose in a one-on-one battle.

She was just a little curious.

"Is there something that requires you to come all the way to the game area to handle?"

Given the current situation, and having already hit the opponent's weak point, is there any other option but to go down this path to the bitter end?

"We can't possibly be hoping to make peace at this point, can we?"

Thinking this, White Yaksha shook her head with a wry smile.

How could that be? Judging from Su Mo's consistently decisive and efficient style, he would never make such a choice.

This is true.

Upon entering the secluded Gensokyo, a game arena detached from any observation or surveillance, Su Mo's first words were—

Your Lord is dead!

"Shut up! Heretic!"

To an angel, this statement is just as vicious as cursing them.

Michael was naturally enraged on the spot. Boiling flames extended from his wings to the earth, and firepower capable of burning the starry sea condensed in his hands.

As the only one among the four archangels qualified to sit at God's right hand, Michael's divine power has always been considered to be similar to that of the Lord.

The previous vice-ruler of the Kingdom of Heaven fell into Satan, who was able to rival God, and this current vice-ruler of the Kingdom of Heaven is him.

Although he could not defeat Jibril in the clash of universal truths.

But in terms of fundamental strength, he far surpasses Jibril.

"You can't maintain that level of defense inside Avalon, can you?"

With Michael's keen eyes, he could naturally see the power Su Mo was using. After judging that this was a good opportunity, he immediately rushed forward.

A raging inferno descended, accompanied by thunder and the scent of sulfur, as the power that had once destroyed the sinful city of Sodom descended from the sky.

Faced with such a destructive aura, Su Mo neither dodged nor avoided, allowing the mythical spell [Sword of Victory] surrounding him to take effect.

As Su Mo's thoughts shifted, the Sword of Victory did not immediately unleash its judgment spell. Instead, it extracted the key authority from the Sword of Bahram and deployed a golden barrier.

Given the properties of the Vereslana Golden Sword, no attack imbued with divine power can penetrate this golden barrier in the slightest.

Of the three strongest species in the Little Garden, only the Divine Species poses almost no threat to Su Mo.

After casually stopping Michael and preventing him from advancing any further, Su Mo spoke leisurely.

"If I'm not mistaken, you don't know the truth about God's death, do you?"

"Even more so, you are not very clear about the history of the expansion of Christianity, and your understanding of Christianity is limited to the level of mythological history."

"Because you've already gone through a leadership change, you're no longer the Michael who fought from the dawn of the Little Garden to the present!"

Michael's specific circumstances are not difficult to deduce.

Those who fought their way through the dawn of the Little Garden, even the White Yaksha who has now chosen to convert to Buddhism, do not place too many simple expectations on the gods.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have immediately identified the Divine Group as the mastermind after Su Mo made his conjecture.

They all knew that although the gods had some progressive significance, their internal structure was incredibly corrupt, and if it were them, they would be capable of anything.

The establishment of the hierarchical ruler system was actually intended to free the lower realms of the Little Garden from direct interference from the gods, allowing them to develop freely.

Someone like Michael, who harbors too many naive fantasies about the past of Christianity, should never be the old man of the Little Garden.

And if he were the new Michael who had just been summoned from mythology, many questions could be explained.

The reason he possesses a simulated godhood is because the being who could have bestowed upon him the original godhood is no longer present.

Considering this timeline, it is clear that Christianity once suffered some kind of major upheaval.

In this upheaval, their only god and Michael both perished.

Thus, the second generation Michael appeared, who did not inherit the memories of the previous generation.

Hearing Su Mo say this, Michael, who had failed to break through the golden barrier, frowned deeply.

"Why bring this up? What does it have to do with you?"

Although he looked quite resistant, he indirectly responded to Su Mo's statement that he was indeed a new god who had only been born for a few hundred years, the God of Christianity, and that he had indeed fallen.

"Of course it does matter!"

Seeing the anxiety and confusion on the archangel's face, Su Mo smiled slightly, spread out one hand, and spoke in a phantom-like tone.

"Although you have lost your Lord, you still have me!"

"?"

Michael was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Su Mo was talking about.

"If you still hold loyalty to your Lord in your heart, look forward to the return of that God, and want to place your faith in that Lord, why... don't you come and believe in me?"

Say something that leaves the other person speechless.

Su Mo waved his hand, actually removing the golden barrier and completely exposing himself to Michael's attack range.

At the same time, the Pantheon was activated, and the primordial divine aura unique to the One God of the Cross emanated from Su Mo from within.

Just as depicted in the famous painting "The Creation of Adam," Su Mo extended an olive branch to the angel before him.

"Although I am just one of my many identities, I can also become your faith, the god you worship. I allow you to offer your faith, and I will also give you blessings."

"For example, the original divine essence [Divine Right Light] is at least more authentic than the counterfeit created by the divine child."

"..."

Upon hearing Su Mo's words, Michael's eyes widened, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

What a madman, what mad words!

Rather than overstepping one's bounds, this is more like a hysterical frenzy that challenges one's psychological limits.

"Demon! Monster! Heretic! Madman!"

Only a devil would use such audacious words to bewitch others.

Only heretics would be so arrogant as to demand that others, even an archangel, worship them as their master.