I let the genie out of the bottle

After disembarking from the private plane that had been specially flown from Rome to Sardinia, Lu Ye silently used his divine power to sense Athena's location.

Yes, although Lu Ye planned to provoke Athena and make her act according to his will in her anger.

However, he could not guarantee that his plan would succeed, especially when the other party was a god of disobedience who claimed to be wisdom.

Therefore, he naturally had to take precautions just in case.

When Athena used a molting-like ability to shed her skin from Lu Ye's hands, Lu Ye took advantage of her inattention to secretly absorb the remaining divine power in the empty shell.

Although the amount was so small as to be almost useless, he was able to sense Athena's location through this divine power.

He was relieved to find that Athena's divine power was still focused on Rome and had not moved at all.

However, he still made sure he could monitor in real time the state of the disobedient goddess who was angry with him, in order to prevent any accidents from happening.

"Your Majesty, we have prepared a residence for you. Please follow me—"

Liliana, who was more like a maid than a knight, only just realized that the plane had already landed.

With a strange blush on her face, she carefully closed her notebook and stuffed it into her backpack like a thief caught doing something wrong.

Then, carrying his luggage, he got off the plane, trying his best to keep a serious expression.

"Mm." Lu Ye nodded gently, then glanced at the backpack she was holding.

"There's no need to be ashamed of your hobbies. If something makes you genuinely happy, it's not a bad thing."

Lu Ye spoke without any expression on his face.

"Huh?" The seemingly serious and old-fashioned knight paused slightly, then—

I'm so frustrated.

How can you so calmly reveal things that others have been trying to hide, and even comment on them?

"Alright, stop standing there like an idiot." Lu Ye walked forward expressionlessly. "For you, you probably don't have much time to waste."

As he spoke, he silently sensed the divine energy fluctuations emanating from the island.

There was an aura of divine power that was almost completely undisguised, and another divine power seemed to be gradually growing stronger.

It seems that Vereslana is summoning Mekal, the god-king of the Mediterranean, to satisfy his desire to challenge the strong and seek defeat.

"After all, I had already foreseen that a major war would soon break out on this island."

"If you don't contact the local magic society to evacuate people now, you'll probably regret it later because of your excessive sense of responsibility."

Lu Ye glanced back at her and said in a casual tone.

"To actually care about the people here and issue a warning—" the loli demon exclaimed with a hint of curiosity, "Could it be that you're also starting to lean towards becoming a benevolent person who cares about the people?"

"Don't misunderstand," Lu Ye said calmly. "I just really despise pointless sacrifices."

“I would allow them to die as sacrifices. But to die in the aftermath of a battle is a meaningless and dispensable way of dying, and I will naturally not allow it.”

Therefore, he disliked the height from which the gods stood in this world.

Similarly, he did not agree with the thinking of those demon kings.

"This way of thinking, this so-called human nature, this so-called mortal nature, is truly amazing. But I don't dislike it."

Lu Ye chuckled lightly, just about to respond, when his brows suddenly furrowed.

A feeling of being watched suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

He is neither a disobedient god nor a god-killer.

A cold expression gradually appeared on Lu Ye's face: "You really are audacious, aren't you? Or is my notoriety not enough?"

"You're watching me, you witch!"

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Nothing left...

But still can't get rid of...

All that's left is hatred and anger...

Then... let me embrace this spiral of contradictions until destruction...

——Neo Avilux (Touhou Gensokyo work)

Chapter 61 If I can't be a god-slayer, I'll just have a grandson!

Lu Ye was labeled as the so-called Demon King by others.

He's incredibly ruthless in battle; some people can't even be pieced together from their corpses.

After being taught a lesson, magicians who lacked skill but liked to act arrogantly no longer dared to put on airs.

If the magical artifacts offered by the magic society are insufficient, he will reveal his cruel side.

However, even someone like him has things he truly despises.

He doesn't consider himself a particularly good person, but he's still within the realm of humanity.

Even if he received power from God, he would still be human, and that would never change.

He wasn't the kind of person who valued other people's lives or was unwilling to sacrifice them, but he would never treat humans as worthless, regardless of whether they were strong or weak.

Human beings can have their lives taken, but their value cannot be trampled upon, and their significance cannot be denied.

Therefore, he will still consider ordinary people as long as it does not affect what he does.

Lu Ye's expression remained indifferent, his cold gaze fixed on the direction from which the feeling of being spied upon was coming from.

Then, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his power erupted outwards.

He vaguely heard a scream.

"If they can see my itinerary, then it means that detecting signs of disobedient gods appearing in the world is also a piece of cake."

"Moreover, she had already guessed Vereslana's purpose and anticipated the upcoming war of the gods."

Lu Ye silently changed the direction he was heading.

Originally, the plan was to go directly to the place where Vereslana summoned Mekal.

However, he had no interest in letting certain people with ill intentions watch him fight.

Therefore, it's best to just get rid of those disgusting insects that only dare to hide in the shadows.

They could have made preparations in advance and evacuated the people from the island.

At the very least, flights to the island could be blocked due to weather or other reasons.

Even if they do these things, it won't hinder their ultimate goal.

However, those rebellious gods, ancestral gods, magicians, and others who secretly cause trouble don't care at all.

Lu Ye did not feel guilty about blaming them for their crimes, because the so-called crimes were based on morality and law.

He simply felt disgusted by it.

Because of their power, they thought they had surpassed humanity.

Because of power, they regard ordinary people as inferior beings.

Therefore, they began to despise the value of human beings.

He wasn't punishing in the name of morality; he was merely a powerful villain trying to let those he despised experience what true power was.

In a villa, a witch with flaxen hair was leaning weakly against the back of a sofa, her face as pale as paper, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Ahem, cough."

She pressed her hand to her full chest and coughed as if she were about to cough up her lungs.

Then, another mouthful of blood gushed uncontrollably from her mouth.

"No, this can't go on." She pressed one hand on the sofa, struggling to sit up, but she couldn't manage it after a long struggle.

"Just a peek and I've been met with such a counterattack, and it's all just from my own power—" The witch coughed up blood again, a bitter smile on her face. "I must say, no wonder he's the youngest but just as vicious of his predecessors, the one who defeated Lord Salvatore and forced the Black Prince to retreat."

She had just observed Lu Ye's whereabouts with her spiritual vision when she was immediately discovered.

Moreover, under Lu Ye's counterattack, she almost suffered a complete mental breakdown.

Moreover, Lu Ye's counterattack was directly reflected in her physical body, almost causing her internal organs to explode.

"Whether they are god-slayers or disobedient gods, they are indeed beyond the comprehension of mortals."

Suddenly, a sense of regret arose in her heart.

Is it really a good idea to artificially create and control a god-killer?

The injuries she was now grappling with reminded her of the time she faced that malevolent spirit in Japan.

At the time, she and Kusanagi Ichiro were both top-tier figures in the mystical world, but even with their best efforts, they could only manage to seal him using the Prometheus Tablet.

I felt the immense power of the gods.

Fear of this power and...desire.

Neither she nor Kusanagi Ichiro had the courage to face the disobedient god again.

It is not that one becomes a god-killer by killing gods, but rather that only a god-killer can kill gods.

However, Kusanagi Ichiro spoke of the man who claimed to have the bloodline of the god Susanoo.

"Although I lack the qualifications to become a god-slayer, I might be able to ensure that a demon king who controls the power of the gods appears among my descendants!"

After that, she heard that the man had been dedicated to certain endeavors, but she just laughed it off.

More than twenty years later, the man, who was said to have hundreds of children, contacted her again.

"Perhaps... I really do have a descendant with the qualities of a fool. Now, I need your help."

She initially thought the man had gone mad, until she saw Kusanagi Ichiro's grandson with her own eyes.

While observing from the shadows, she did indeed find a strong sense of déjà vu in that boy—something she had seen before in the Demon King.

If his personality can be cultivated step by step, is it possible to control him and thus indirectly control the most powerful force in the world?

It was at this moment that she learned that behind Kusanagi Ichiro, there was actually a true rebellious god!

She took a breath to ease the pain in her internal organs and calm her breathing.

Then, he closed his eyes slightly and muttered some incantations.

A moment later, accompanied by a burst of magical light, the paleness on her face gradually faded. However, several wrinkles suddenly appeared on her face, which looked like she was in her twenties.

"Although I am unwilling, I have no choice but to squeeze out my life force to barely recover from my injuries."

Feeling that her injuries had healed somewhat, she managed to stand up.

"As expected, to prevent that god-slayer from coming after us, we should just run away."

She smiled bitterly.

however.

The protective housing was so magically formed that it seemed as if snow had met burning charcoal, instantly melting away.

A mocking voice came from outside the door, making her freeze for a moment.

"Oh? Running away?"

Subconsciously, she raised her hand and gently placed it on her face. Her face, which had just become wrinkled due to the depletion of her life force, became fair and smooth once again.

Her coat slipped off and fell to the ground, revealing large areas of skin.

The next moment, the wooden door turned into flying wood chips.

Where do you want to go, and who do you want to see?

"Can you tell me about it?"