Infinite Chimera Creation

Although Yuan Yuan told the truth, Bai Shen clearly didn't believe him, wearing a subtle smile that seemed to say, "I understand, I understand, I would have kept it a secret too." It was infuriating to watch.

P.S., Book recommendation: Nyaruko's Infinite Strategy Manual, Version 4.50

Recommendation: There's nothing in this world that can't be solved with filth. If there is, then you'll need another thick, black, indescribable rod-like object @(￣-￣)＠

The connection between the two begins in Chapter Thirty.

After successfully delivering the two snake eggs to Mizusawa and Shirakami, Yuan Yuan left the Ideal Country. Shirakami, who was described by Douya and the others as "dangerous and with unclear motives," did not stop Yuan Yuan.

Following the delivery of the two snake eggs, Compassion and Despair, Yuan Yuan quickly distributed the remaining five snake eggs to Douya King, Baoxian Ghost, Dragon Bone Spirit, Miao Walker, and Money King.

Except for Miao Xingzhe, who looked somewhat displeased when Yuan Yuan appeared before him, because he had been followed by a junior without noticing, he accepted the snake egg, which was clearly exceptionally talented, with a rather delighted attitude.

After confirming that all the snake eggs had been sent out, Yuan Yuan, who was conducting a routine experiment in the laboratory on the seventeenth level of hell, stopped what he was doing. A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and with a slight thought, a grand will descended upon Enoshima Junko's soul, clearly conveying the meaning of "You may begin."

At Hope's Peak Academy, Junko Enoshima, who was furiously tormenting the manga author Souda because the sequel she wanted to see hadn't been drawn yet, suddenly stopped, and then the girl burst out with intense energy.

Leaving behind Souda, who was clearly enduring verbal and physical violence but had a gleeful expression on his face, Enoshima Junko quickly rushed back to her room and began trying to communicate with the fragments of the orb in the world below.

Within the castle walls, a young girl dressed in traditional Onmyoji attire sat quietly in the ancestral hall, staring motionlessly at the memorial tablets of her parents, her eyes devoid of joy or sorrow. After a long while, the girl, bearing the weight of the entire Tamahara family's sorrow and wishes, parted her lips slightly, uttering a melodious, yet emotionless sound.

"Father, Mother, the tragic wish of the Tamahara family has been passed down for over a thousand years. Every descendant of the Tamahara family has been forced to bear a responsibility that they cannot resist or escape."

To eradicate the monsters, every parent with the surname Tamahara suppresses their heartache and trains their children to become more qualified weapons. Every child with the surname Tamahara holds back their tears and trains diligently, hoping to draw their parents' attention to themselves rather than to a monster.

Despite speaking of a fate that should weigh heavily on anyone who hears it, the girl's voice remained completely devoid of emotion, as calm as a still sea.

"But soon, soon the tragic wish of the Tamaki family will come to an end. Just watch, Father, Mother, I will end all of this with my own hands."

Although it seemed like she was making a passionate declaration, the girl's voice, expression, and eyes remained unchanged. Standing up, brushing off non-existent dust, the girl exhaled lightly as if a necessary routine had ended, and strode quickly out of the shrine that had been so eerie and terrifying because it housed the ancestors of the Tamahara family for generations.

Standing in the passageway outside the ancestral hall, Shizuru Tamaki looked up at the slowly moving clouds in the sky, her eyes somewhat unfocused.

Indeed, the emergence of the new Hell, this other world, provided Shizuru Tamakihara with an excellent opportunity to unite some of the strongest humans to fight against the demons. Moreover, the woman summoned from Hell promised her that, if necessary, she could bring the Peak of Hope, a high-ranking force from Hell, to fight her enemies.

With these conditions in place, eradicating the monsters and ending the tragic wish of the Tamakihara family would naturally not be impossible. Without the sorrowful responsibility passed down through generations, the descendants of the Tamakihara family would surely be able to live a happy life.

But where is my happiness?

With a sigh, Shizuru Tamaki withdrew her gaze from the sky and decided to return to her room for a short rest. Although the chilling aura of the shrine wouldn't harm her body, the resentment accumulated over centuries still left her feeling somewhat listless. When feeling listless, a good night's sleep was undoubtedly the best option.

But Shizuru Tamakihara had only taken a few steps, and hadn't even returned to her room, when a fragment of a precious gem she had placed in her pocket began to vibrate.

The relaxed expression that had just appeared on her face vanished instantly, and the girl, her face turning icy, quickly took out the trembling fragment and channeled a stream of spiritual energy into it.

Suddenly, the small fragment began to emit an eerie light, and a moment later, a pale white crack appeared before Shizuru Tamakihara. Then, Junko Enoshima, with an excited smile on her face, stepped out of the crack.

Before Shizuru Tamara could speak, Junko Enoshima spoke first.

"Just now, I confirmed that my teacher has descended into this world, and I already know his current location."

A smile on her face betrayed a sinister emotion; Junko Enoshima narrowed her eyes and spoke in a cold voice.

"My dear teacher, he is currently a guest in the territory of the powerful demon Toga. As a great demon. That's right, he has infiltrated the demon ranks."

Satisfied to see Shizuru Tamaki's expression instantly turn icy, Junko Enoshima smiled and continued speaking.

"Do you know that the main reason Hope Peak was able to enter Hell was because our teacher joined Hope Peak and became our teacher?"

The teacher is such a magical being, so don't blame me for not warning you, if you want to mess with monsters, do it now. With the teacher around, the monster race will definitely see rapid improvement. Don't always think about waiting for a suitable opportunity to take advantage. There aren't that many idiots in the world who would let you take advantage of them.

The patriarch of the Tamara family, her eyes turning icy, issued an order to summon all subordinate families without much hesitation. At the same time, she used her shikigami to relay Enoshima Junko's words to everyone who had attended the Tamara family council meeting, adding the comment: "The time for war has come."

In an instant, the family, with its thousand-year-old heritage, began to operate like a machine. Talismans, staffs, and bows and arrows, which would inevitably be consumed in various battles, were continuously sent into the mansion of the Zhuyuan family.

Meanwhile, one by one, powerful humans transformed into streaks of light, raced across the ground, or traversed underground, eventually entering the rooms that the Zhuyuan family had prepared specifically for them. In just a few days, the middle-level humans, and those slightly above them, had gathered together.

Such blatant actions naturally attracted the attention of the powerful demons. Soon, a powerful demon skilled in concealment and possessing a certain level of memory manipulation infiltrated the Tamawara family and discovered their reason for gathering: [To raze the western lands of the great demon Toga, a member of the dog demon clan, and kill all the demons in the western lands.]

In an instant, the monsters' gazes were all focused on the land of the Western Kingdom.

Chapter Thirty-One: Blasphemy

Humans want war, and monsters must give them war; this is an ancient tradition. There is no reason why proud monsters should shirk human challenges.

Although Toga is one of the few great yokai who is close to humans, and people in the western kingdom he rules can even receive his protection, this does not mean that he will allow weak humans to provoke him.

This can be seen from his ruling policies. Humans are protected beings. In other words, Toga directly regarded humans as beings weaker than yokai and in need of protection.

So when Toga knew that the weak humans, who needed the protection of yokai so that they wouldn't have to hide in the corner of their rooms at night trembling with fear of losing their lives at any moment, dared to provoke him, Toga didn't hesitate at all and immediately put the Western Kingdom into a state of war. If any humans dared to come, they would all be kept here.

Inter-racial wars require little preparation, and even the need to maintain one's own moral high ground is unnecessary; one can simply kill the enemy to one's heart's content.

Thus, just half a month later, Touya's subordinates began fighting against the human alliance on the western border. Low-level monsters and samurai without special abilities, or even those skilled in swordsmanship, formed the most basic force on the battlefield and suffered the most casualties.

Knowing full well that their attacks could not harm the strong, and that even the aftershocks of their battles would be enough to kill them, these weakest beings on the battlefield, for the honor of their race, frantically charged into the enemy camp, killing those as weak as themselves and attempting to attack the powerful, sacrificing dozens or even hundreds of their comrades, all in an effort to inflict some damage on the enemy's strong.

In this war of races, there is no cowardice, no compromise, no escape, no retreat. Every single person is a hero for whom future generations can be proud.

Although wars between heroes are not always fair and square.

"Is this sudden method what gave you the courage to provoke me? Your efforts deserve praise for achieving this."

With his smile still as hearty as ever, Toga casually slung the Tessaiga over his shoulder and gazed at the humans who had crossed the battlefield ahead and suddenly appeared before him, surrounding the great yokai who were drinking with him and had come to watch the excitement or lend a hand. Despite the large number of opponents, he showed no sign of panic. The best indication of this was that he had not yet drawn his strongest sword, the Kumogawa.

The other powerful demons, even those who had clearly come to watch the spectacle, knew that this was the domain of Toga, the master of this place. So, the group of powerful demons continued drinking as usual, and those who were dozing off continued to lie on the cherry blossom trees, showing no interest whatsoever in even glancing at the human powerhouses.

With their hands tucked into their wide sleeves, the Onmyoji were surrounded by various shikigami, their faces expressionless; the monks, their hands entwined with hundreds of Sanskrit characters, chanted Buddhist scriptures, some with kind and benevolent eyes, others with fierce and wrathful ones; the exorcists, their faces contorted with rage, made no attempt to conceal their murderous intent as they drew their bizarre weapons; magical artifacts, shimmering with various lights, danced in the air, and behind the shrine maidens, the deities they worshipped faintly appeared, their expressions sacred and devout.

However, Shizuru Tamaki and the others, who were the leaders of these people, did not make any move, as if the upcoming battle had nothing to do with them.

With a seductive smile, dressed in a sinister shrine maiden outfit, Otonashi was the first to react to Toga's words.

"To receive such praise from Lord Toga is truly a delightful surprise. However, this method is nothing more than a little toy invented by some old monk who is now dead in his spare time. Now, it's my turn to perform. I hope Lord Toga will be satisfied."

After speaking, without waiting for Touya's reply, this seemingly promiscuous shrine maiden closed her eyes without any defense, and her expression instantly became sacred and inviolable. It seemed that she was more like a god worshipped by the shrine maidens than a shrine maiden.

"The gods of mountains and rivers."

Her crimson lips parted slightly, uttering a voice both deep and ethereal. In an instant, the priestess named Otonashi seemed to ascend to the status of a deity who governed mountains and rivers. With a gentle wave of her slender hand, she scattered a shower of emerald-green light.

"The mountains and rocks repel you, the rivers curse you, you sinners, you will forever be lost here, unable to escape."

In an instant, the light beads transformed into nodes, and a verdant light curtain rose into the sky. For a moment, none of the great demons present could sense the existence of the outside world, as if this verdant light curtain had become another world.

This bizarre change immediately piqued the interest of the great demons. You see, those gods were born from faith, and categorized, they should belong to the indigenous gods. From their inception, they possessed a false authority born of faith.

Despite the word "pseudo" in its name, the pseudo-authority is still powerful. However, although the native gods possess pseudo-authority, they are generally unable to use this power due to their own weakness. If they were to forcibly use it, they would inevitably pay a heavy price.

The cost was so great that it was called a "divine sacrifice," so native gods would never use this pseudo-authority unless their lives were in danger.

A god who has used divine sacrifice is a useless god; this is a consensus among all indigenous gods and humans.

However, the skill that Otonashi used just now, which allowed him to surround several powerful demons and even create an isolated space by communicating with mountains and rivers, clearly demonstrated the effect of using [Divine Sacrifice].

An indigenous god not only used divine sacrifice, but also did so through a priestess, a method that placed an immense burden on himself. This made the great demons wonder if this was still the same selfish, ruthless, cruel god they knew who disregarded human life and death.

However, in the next instant, the monsters' doubts were resolved. Suddenly, a grand and majestic roar, yet one that gave off a sense of weakness, rang out in the air, like that of a wounded beast.

"Damn it! Who! Who stole my divine power! Who used my divine power to perform a divine sacrifice?! I will kill him, I will kill everyone connected to him! Leave no one alive!!"

Opening her eyes, a trace of weakness appeared on Otonashi's face. She looked up at the sky, revealing a mocking smile, and in a choked voice that sounded like a sob, she uttered blasphemous words.

"Seven years, seven years! I've finally done it! Dad, Mom, sister, brother, can you see? I've finally, finally avenged everyone. This despicable god will finally pay the price for everything he's done."

Listening to the roars of the gods of the mountains and rivers, and seeing the reaction of Otonashi, Toga vaguely recalled the events of seven years ago, before he had established the Western Kingdom.

I remember there was a local god who demanded sacrifices from his followers, and the offerings had to be beautiful virgins. This was originally a very normal thing, whether it was humans, gods, or even monsters who had nothing to do with sacrifices.

However, one of the apprentice priestesses under this native god was clearly not yet accustomed to this custom. The young priestess, unwilling to let her older sister, who had been chosen as a sacrifice, die, secretly hid her away.

As a result, the god, enraged that the offerings were not received within the allotted time, ignored the pleas of the believers, and unleashed a great flood that drowned all the believers in the village in the murky sewage.

The story of the priestess rebelling against her own god and ultimately incurring divine punishment was a joke back then and circulated among the monsters for a long time.

Unexpectedly, there were survivors from that incident, and it seemed that she might be the little shrine maiden from back then. Looking at Otonashi's reaction, Toga secretly speculated.

As Otonashi blasphemed, the will of the god of mountains and rivers descended upon the battlefield. The wounded god, blinded by rage, charged straight at Otonashi without even bothering to investigate. He saw clearly that this insignificant human possessed the aura of his divine power; there was no doubt that the one who had just sacrificed his divinity was this ant.

Sensing the approaching will in the air, Otonashi showed no sign of panic; instead, his mockery deepened.

"A brainless idiot."

In the past, although Otonashi was also able to steal the divine power of the gods, she always endured it because she was afraid of being discovered and hunted down by the gods, so she did not let herself do anything stupid because of hatred.

But now everything is different; her time for revenge has come. Because…

“A useless god who has already sacrificed his divine power dares to cause me trouble. Yaoxu, kill him!”

As expected, Shizuru Tamakihara's cold voice rang out from behind him, and Otonashi's lips curled up in a smile.

Yes, things are different now. Indeed, even a useless god who has used divine sacrifice is someone I, as a priestess, cannot face. However, for the head of the Tamawara family, killing a useless god is no more difficult than killing a mid-ranking youkai.

How could that young, arrogant, and domineering patriarch tolerate a useless god barging into her battlefield?

A small sphere, yet radiating an undeniable light and heat, suddenly shot out, piercing through that vast consciousness. The being, bearing such a grand name as a god, vanished silently from the world without even uttering a scream.

The man who accomplished all of this didn't even bother to boast; he simply smiled, shrugged, and made no further move.

Tears slowly slid down her cheeks, but Otonashi wore a radiant smile she had never seen before.

"Alright, let's continue."

Shizuru Tamakihara's cold voice rang out again. Upon hearing this voice, Otonashi wiped away his tears and prepared to summon the next god.

"Young lady, congratulations on getting your revenge. However, you can no longer do as you please."

The Tessaiga, which he had been carrying on his shoulder, was put down, its tip dangling to the ground. Toga walked toward the human camp, laughing as he did so.

"I must say, what you did was somewhat unexpected. I was so focused on fighting other great demons that I neglected humans. I never imagined that there were such exciting opponents among humans. Thinking about it now, it's a real loss."

With an excited and fanatical smile on his face, Touga pointed his Tessaiga at Yoruichi, who had just attacked, and let out a roar like that of a giant beast.

"But it's not too late to realize it now! Your purpose in coming here is to fight, right? Then let's begin! Come on, let's fight to our hearts' content!!"

Just as Touya was getting fired up and challenging Yaoxu to a duel with fervent eyes, a hint of fervor also appeared in Yuan Yuan's eyes. However, his gaze was fixed on Otonashi, who was planning to summon, or rather, harm the second god.

After gaining a general understanding of the power system of this world, Yuan Yuan became very interested in the native gods, or rather, in the method of using faith to cultivate pseudo-authority.

Unfortunately, the native gods seem to exist in an ambiguous state between existence and non-existence, making them impossible to capture. Even though Yuan Yuan can forcibly erase the native gods, he still cannot accurately capture them.

Therefore, in the research institute in Hell, Yuan Yuan had been conducting experiments to capture the native gods, but he had not made much progress. However, the ability of the blasphemous witch to steal the power of the gods that she was showing at this moment greatly interested Yuan Yuan.