I let the genie out of the bottle

Feeling the spear tip almost brush against his skin, Shiva smiled wildly. A line of blood slowly trickled down his cheek as the powerful wind from the spear swept across his face.

Methuselah clearly recognized that the enemy was stronger than himself.

However, I absolutely cannot give up because of this. Or rather, I must achieve victory.

As a creation born of a moment's hand, she was given the name "Methuselah" and the identity of a daughter. Whenever she thought of this, she could feel a joy deep within her soul.

A platinum-gold sphere of light slowly rose from the mechanical girl's hand.

We must defeat the opponent.

Her inorganic eyes revealed a determined glint.

Then, a second, a third, a fourth... a total of nine enormous white orbs of light, like radiant celestial bodies.

This was originally the method of using power that Rama, the last king who was once an enemy of Lu Ye, finally comprehended when he received the supply of the entire myth.

Her power was waning, and the mechanical components seemed to be groaning under the strain. Although she was created by Lu Ye using his worldview, her power was only a tiny, insignificant part of the equation—or rather, equivalent to the last steel without any alliance.

Her strength was dwindling, and it seemed she would disintegrate at any moment, turning into a pile of scattered scrap metal—but even in such a terrible state, she could feel as if there were a furnace core inside her, burning hot and slowly gushing out streams of warmth.

May I not have dishonored my father's glory.

The thought flashed through her mind.

The next moment, nine enormous white-gold orbs of light, faintly reflecting the nine celestial bodies in the solar system, arranged in a giant cross, evolving into the spectacular sight of a "cross-shaped constellation".

A cross in conjunction signifies an unimaginable catastrophe is about to occur!

The rain of divine artifacts released from the mandala array had long since been withdrawn due to the depletion of its power. Even the shimmering mandala array had long since disappeared.

Having escaped the rain of divine artifacts, Shiva saw Methuselah focused on preparing his decisive move. He did not interrupt her, or rather, not everyone has a personality like Lu Ye's, who would run away or take the opportunity to attack when the opponent unleashes a powerful technique.

The God of Destruction's expression also turned serious, and he stood ready for battle, slowly opening the third eye on his forehead.

"Magnificent—the cross!"

"My eyes shall burn all things in the world with divine fire!"

Chapter Twenty-One: Little God of the Mortal Realm, You Did Your Best!

According to Indian mythology, Shiva's most powerful weapon is his third eye on his forehead. This eye can emit divine fire that can destroy everything in the universe. At the end of each cosmic cycle, Shiva opens his third eye, and all gods, humans, and animals in the universe are destroyed by his divine fire.

In mythology, Shiva once used this eye to burn away Kama, the god of love who had bewitched him.

The nine radiant simulated celestial bodies arranged in a cross silently collided with the divine fire emanating from Shiva's third eye on his forehead, a fire that seemed capable of incinerating all things in the world.

"This feeling—"

In the Narayana Heaven, the alternate dimension inhabited by the Hindu gods, a four-headed, four-armed deity opened his eyes in astonishment.

"Great God, Shiva actually used his full strength? Who on earth could force him to use his final move? Moreover, the opponent doesn't seem to be anyone we've ever known before?"

Although Brahma is one of the three Hindu gods, his power is far inferior to that of Shiva.

Therefore, the sudden discovery that there was a powerful stranger who could truly contend with Shiva was naturally unbelievable.

"Since that's the case, I can't just sit here any longer—I have to go and see!"

After he finished speaking, his figure vanished instantly.

"boom!"

A loud crash suddenly rang out as Methuselah, exhausted, collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud.

She struggled to her feet, her steely fingers clenching together, but she had exhausted even her last bit of strength. Even the wires behind her lay limply on the ground, their dim fluorescent glow flickering uncertainly.

Although she can absorb power from the outside world, if she consumes too much of her own power and even the most basic energy circulation in her body is interrupted, it will be extremely difficult to recover her power.

Even so, the mechanical girl's gaze remained fixed on the colliding cross-shaped stars and divine fire.

Even Saint, the undisputed strongest among the gods of this world, subconsciously showed a solemn expression upon seeing this. If faced with such an attack, even she would have to take it seriously.

The next moment, endless light and heat were released to the surroundings, as if another radiant sun was slowly rising on the earth during the daytime.

The blinding light slowly faded away.

“Very good, very good—very strong—” A voice rang out, carrying a hint of pleasure and a touch of regret.

His entire body was charred black, his clothes were tattered, and three of his four arms were broken off, leaving only one. In his remaining hand, Shiva tightly gripped a trident, and a strange, twisted, yet pleasurable smile played on his lips.

"An opponent who can fight me and make me like this is, I must say, quite rare."

As Shiva spoke, he gripped his trident tightly and slowly stepped forward.

“I have never fought against such an opponent as Vishnu. No, even Vishnu has never possessed such an attack. In fact, you should have been the victor in that clash.”

Shiva said this.

The divine fire he unleashed was ultimately overwhelmed in power by the Cross-Shaped Star. Had his body not been equally resilient, allowing him to survive the remaining force, he would most likely be dead by now.

"It's a pity. If we were fighting for the sake of battle, I might have admitted defeat and retreated." Shiva said, slowly walking to the mechanical girl lying on the ground. "That way, I would have a reason to fight you again next time. But I have decided that I will definitely take your life."

As Shiva said this, a genuine look of regret appeared on his face.

"I can only hope that the battle with that biblical God will not disappoint me."

The god of destruction, named Shiva, who appeared as a beautiful young man, said this, raising his trident, called "Binaka," high in the air.

then.

They failed to stab him.

Because then, someone appeared beside him and gently patted his shoulder.

Yes, it's really light.

However, he had a vague feeling that it was the "weight" of a world.

"Wait a moment," the man said. Then, he seemed to ignore me completely.

too strong.

The idea came to mind.

His body trembled involuntarily. Although he wanted to say it was the excitement that came from encountering a worthy enemy, he knew very well that it was his body's subconscious fear.

This guy—he's definitely a monster.

Lu Ye silently squatted down and hugged the mechanical girl who had fallen to the ground.

"Well done."

With one hand around the back of the metal girl figure and the other stroking her cool, platinum-colored cheek, Lu Ye spoke softly.

However, the next moment, silvery-white liquid flowed from that eye socket.

These are tears.

"It really has all the features," Lu Ye thought expressionlessly as tears dripped onto his hand.

The temperature was probably several thousand degrees, which is enough to melt metal.

Although it wouldn't cause any harm to Lu Ye at this moment, he would still feel quite hot if he didn't take precautions.

"Mission failed."

The molten steel quickly stopped, and the mechanical girl emitted a completely emotionless, synthesized electronic voice.

"It's alright. On the contrary, I'm quite satisfied with your performance. No one has the right to criticize someone who has given their all," Lu Ye said gently. "In fact, you could say that your failure stemmed from the fact that I didn't give you enough power. If you dwell on this defeat, you're essentially etching my mistake into your heart."

"I don't like others dwelling on my mistakes, so forget about this failure as soon as possible—I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself in the future, understand?"

“I accept the command, my Father.”

"The mechanical girl answered."

Lu Ye nodded gently, carefully putting down his mechanical daughter who was somewhat reluctant to be held in his arms. Then he stood up and calmly looked at Shiva, who was standing there dumbfounded.

Then, he reached out and placed his palm on his head.

During this process, Shiva struggled with great effort, but he couldn't move an inch.

Then, Lu Ye pressed his head down and slowly slammed him to the ground.

"Ughhhhhh—" Shiva roared, his eyes wide with fury, struggling with all his might.

A vast aura, destructive divine power, numerous divine appearances... countless lights and shadows appeared on his body.

but.

"Little god of the mortal realm, you have done your best."

Lu Ye spoke softly.

then--

"boom!"

P.S.: I want to recommend a book. The author is a really talented person, someone I met by chance. The other day I went to a women's clothing store to earn some money. He finished early, and since he was with a friend, he felt a little awkward leaving too quickly, so he started bragging to me about how well he writes on Hedgehog Cat. Hearing he was a big shot, I immediately asked for a follow-up recommendation, saying I'd like to do some small favors, and he agreed. Okay, the above is all fake, but I really do want to recommend a book.

"I, a fan of anime, throw messages in bottles!"

A strange app with a message in a bottle icon appeared on my phone; it turned out to be a doujinshi (fan-made visual novel) where you could chat and date anime heroines.

Lu Ze thoroughly enjoyed this and skillfully navigated through various chaotic situations.

There's Rem, who's a master of housework, and Sakura Matou, whose gentleness is so touching it makes your heart ache;

Oh, right, there's also that Rozen Maiden Suigintou who's always clamoring for him to tell her fairy tales, and the slightly worrisome bun-haired girl Matsuzaka Satou.

Ugh, this is so hard (and fun) for me!

Just as Lu Ze was completely engrossed in the game, a meet-up feature appeared on the app one day...

P.S.: Worlds involved: Type-Moon, Re:Zero, Aomonro Mob, and other everyday worlds, Gensokyo, Onmyoji, A Silent Voice...

(A variant of chat group novel, namely QQ Drift Bottle)

PS2: If you want to send me razor blades, it's best to do so after 6 PM on the 1st of next month... I didn't have perfect attendance this month, so I won't get much money.

Chapter Twenty-Two: A Temporary Separation from the Saint

"boom!"

Even though Shiva used all his strength to resist, he was still unable to resist the power of Lu Ye's single palm, and his handsome face was slammed hard to the ground.

This sound not only resounded in the ears of those present, but also exploded in Shiva's heart.

The impact cracked the ground, but it meant little to Shiva. As the second most powerful god in the world, his physical strength far surpassed that of the ground. The impact left a face-shaped mark on the ground, but it did not cause him any harm.

However, he immediately felt a burning pain in his cheek.

This was a disgrace, an humiliation he had never felt before.

Since his birth, he has rarely had any rivals. Even the God of the Bible, whom he considers his enemy, is not much different from him.

However, at this moment, he was completely powerless against a guy he had previously thought was just an ordinary person.

"The battle is over?" Lu Ye asked softly, his tone intrigued, as a hand pressed down on Shiva's head.

"Rise!" Shiva, the most powerful god in Hindu mythology, roared, veins bulging on his forehead, his destructive divine power erupting as he tried to break free from Lu Ye's grasp.

However, he soon discovered in despair that it had no effect whatsoever.

The other party simply pressed down on his hand, and this simple action made him unable to struggle. Even with all his strength, he was still helpless and could not move an inch.

Their every gesture seemed to encompass an entire world.

They could pluck the stars from the sky with their bare hands.

"Who exactly are you?" Shiva roared through gritted teeth, his black hair, tinged with a bluish light, flying wildly.

He felt like a highly skilled player encountering a GM personally taking over and beating him up.

If, many years later, he were to remain the world's strongest being for an extended period and gain a deeper understanding of the world, he might possess greater magnanimity. However, at this point, Shiva's vision seems somewhat limited, and his intellectual development can be considered immature.

Otherwise, he would probably only be pleased when new things appear in his eyes.