The afterlife blew up Gensokyo

In later mythologies, the names of other gods besides Amaterasu were also passed down, such as Ebisu, the god of fortune. But in the West, it seems that apart from God, there isn't much else.

Perhaps there's some so-called Allah or something, but compared to the religion established by God, their religion can't even compare in terms of market share...

In other words, Shinki generously allowed his subordinate gods to share the faith, while God monopolized all the faith. For example, in the religions created by God in later generations, there is a saying that if you believe in God, you cannot believe in other religions, which can be described as extremely domineering.

"However, in this respect, it's estimated that in the West, apart from God, all other gods born from faith have probably been wiped out? Perhaps some remain, forming the smaller religions of later generations..."

Thinking of this, Shi Bai nodded thoughtfully.

So far, he has roughly figured out all the forces in this world.

The underworld and hell, the old hell that is about to be separated, the heavenly kingdom established by God Jehovah, the independent divine realm established by the gods of the previous era in the West, the demon world established by Kamiki, the moon capital established by Tsukiyomi, the three immortal mountains of Penglai overseas... and Gensokyo, which is still far from being established.

As for the Celestial Realm... including it in this table would be pure bullying.

However, if we're talking about which force is the strongest, it's definitely the one with its own faction!

P.S.: It's almost the end of the month, please vote!

Chapter Nineteen: Majestic Artifacts

"What should we do with this angel now?"

After taking a sip of sake from the Ibuki ladle in her hand, Ibuki Suika turned to Tokihaku, who was sitting by the window, and asked him a question.

"Although that guy called God deliberately severed all faith, averting a crisis of faith that was about to erupt in Hell, it seems that this angel can never go back, right?"

"That's right, even if she goes back, I doubt the other party will dare to accept her."

After thinking for a moment, Shi Bai nodded.

"Well then, since you're having trouble figuring out what to do with her, why don't you just hand her over to me... What's with that look you're giving me?"

"You really do have ulterior motives!!"

Pointing at someone, Suika Ibuki spoke with absolute certainty.

"I knew it from the beginning; you were planning to..."

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid?"

Rolling his eyes, Shi Bai jumped down from the windowsill.

"Anyway, she has nowhere to go now, and your hell won't take her in, so I plan to send her to the demon realm... Hmm, she's awake?"

Sensing the awakening of an angel, Shi Bai turned his head to look at the bedside.

"...I've been abandoned?"

Sariel sat up, looked down at her hands in silence for a moment, and then looked up.

"You should be able to realize that yourself, right? That's why I just can't stand your way of doing things."

With a cold snort, Suika Ibuki's words were clearly somewhat offensive.

"If you're so capable, fight us with real swords and spears! What kind of nonsense is it to secretly spread your faith in hell? It's simply... simply..."

"Yeah, that's so lewd."

The person standing by the window, arms crossed, nodded in deep agreement.

"This is the perfect example of playing the game cautiously and stealthily. If God were to play PUBG, he would definitely be able to survive to the final circle every time."

"That's right, it's so disgusting!!"

Ibuki Suixiang nodded sharply.

"There's nothing I can do. That's just the personality of my former boss. What can I do? I'm desperate too."

She glanced at Shi Bai, who was leaning against the window, with a rather strange look in her eyes. After an initial silence, the angel seemed quite nonchalant about it.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain, I have nothing to say... You can do whatever you want with me."

"Oh? Are you sure?"

Suika Ibuki had a malicious look on her face.

"Did you see that guy over there? To be honest, you look exactly like him, you might even... wait?"

"Having been abandoned, I am no longer an angel representing holiness. Strictly speaking, I should now be considered... a fallen angel?"

Looking at her long hair, which had gradually turned from white to blue, Sally sighed helplessly.

"After losing my source of power, I can't even use the most basic Holy Light... Is it too late for me to abandon the light and embrace the darkness?"

"Uh... Shi Bai, she doesn't seem to be your type anymore."

Completely ignoring Sally's words, Ibuki Suika turned her head and exclaimed in surprise at Shibai's direction, as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Stop fooling around, or I'll take back the Ibuki-hira I gave you. Kids shouldn't drink too much anyway..."

Speechless, Shi Bai glanced at Ibuki Suika, who seemed to enjoy the drama, and walked past the window, speaking to a fallen angel who was still sitting on the bed.

"You have nowhere to go, right? Since you have nowhere to go right now, I'll take you somewhere else."

"...No, it's not necessary..."

Huddled tightly in the corner, watching someone approach, the angel forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace.

It's impossible for her not to feel fear towards this mysterious guy who had taken down her boss.

The fact that the boss decisively abandoned him after only a slight glimpse into what the other party was thinking is enough to demonstrate just how dark their mind is.

And although it was only a brief glimpse before, she could vaguely recall the scene she saw in the other person's mind, that hidden, boundless darkness that seemed capable of swallowing the entire world.

If I were to fall into their hands...

Upon thinking of this, the angel's face turned pale.

"Don't worry, I don't think he'll take you to some dark basement."

Sitting cross-legged on the table, Suika Ibuki nodded repeatedly with her arms crossed.

"Maybe at that time..."

Before one of the watermelons could finish speaking, a karate chop landed squarely on her head.

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The Demon Realm, the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons.

In the early days of the Demon Realm, not to mention the demons themselves, the only building in the entire Demon Realm was this solitary structure located at the very center of the Demon Realm.

However, although it is called the Pandemonium, its predecessor was actually a magnificent palace built by the gods of Takamagahara for their Amaterasu Omikami.

When Shenqi ran away from home, she also moved that luxurious palace to the Demon Realm.

Otherwise, given Shenqi's abysmal architectural talent, if she were to build some so-called Pandemonium, it would probably become a disgrace to the Demon Realm...

"Make me a wheelchair too, I'll provide the materials!!"

Having just brought a terrified angel into the Demon Realm, Matara Okina was the first to approach him and earnestly made a request.

"...Why do you need a wheelchair?"

With an involuntary twitch at the corner of his mouth, Shi Bai asked a question to the ultimate absolute god in front of him.

"I made a wheelchair for Shinki because..."

"The Demon Lord must possess the necessary majesty, right? I already know that from Shinki."

Before he could finish speaking, Modara Okina decisively spoke up.

"In terms of prestige, I will absolutely not lose to that guy, Shinki!!"

Shi Bai: "???"

So what's the connection between being in a wheelchair and being authoritative?

Does that mean as long as the feet are off the ground, the virus can't get through, intelligence reigns supreme, and authority is guaranteed? Maybe I should consider making one for the young lady too...

He was initially quite puzzled as to why Matara Okina would make such a request, but after seeing Shinki, he suddenly understood why a certain secret god would make such a strange request.

Without a doubt, Shinki, sitting in her wheelchair, occupied the best central position, while those standing next to her seemed to have become her subordinates without her even realizing it... Matara Okina, who had always been determined to surpass Shinki, absolutely could not stand this.

"Is this the angel you said you wanted to send to the Demon Realm?"

Looking at Sariel, who was hiding behind the door, trembling and looking helpless, weak and pitiful, Shinki couldn't help but feel quite curious.

"She seems... to be very afraid of you?"

"Well, due to some accident, she saw some things she shouldn't have seen... but she's no longer a threat and is a good helper."

After thinking for a moment, Shi Bai nodded.

"Anyway, everything in the Demon Realm is currently blank, and you'll definitely need help from your subordinates. A succubus alone can't help you much, so I'll find you another person. Anyway, I've delivered the person, so you can make your own arrangements from now on. I'm going back to the Underworld."

"Well...I know."

After staring thoughtfully at one of the angels for a few moments, Shenqi patted the wheelchair beneath her.

"Also, the wheelchair is very nice."

"It was specially made for you..."

Touching his chin, Shi Bai looked at Shen Qi sitting in a wheelchair in front of him and asked her a very constructive question.

"But I have a question, um... when was your leg broken by Matara Okina?"

"...I wasn't broken, and I wasn't hit. It's just that I find this wheelchair very comfortable to use."

With a dark expression, Shenqi stretched out her foot to show it off.

"Tch, they just said they'd rather die than sit in this wheelchair..."

His gaze swept over the bare foot of a certain demon god, and with a smirk, Shi Bai turned and drifted away.

"It seems no one can escape the so-called 'it smells so good' law..."

Shenqi: "???"

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The underworld, the Jade Palace.

As one of the iconic buildings of the underworld, the White Jade Tower stands out with its vast area of ​​2000 square kilometers, and it is also one of the most mysterious places in the underworld.

Neither the Grim Reaper nor Yama, nor any other beings from the underworld, are allowed to enter the territory of Hakugyokurou.

This is Shi Bai's private territory.

Only a very small number of beings in the Underworld know the true identity of the owner of Hakugyokurou. Some speculate that Hakugyokurou is the residence of Lord Heca, the ruler of the Underworld, while others believe it is the abode of the gods of the Underworld.

But so-called speculation is just speculation.

Shiki Eiki knew the truth about Hakugyokurou, since she had lived there before, but given her personality, she wouldn't go around spreading rumors.

Some people know about the gods of the underworld, but only a few know the truth. There were gods who tried to secretly seize the Jade Pavilion, but their fates were... well, they were terrible.

Therefore, the information available about Baiyulou remains one of the biggest mysteries in the underworld.

At least until Saigyouji Yuyuko moves into Hakugyokurou, the place is still quite peaceful.

"Why did she have to choose a wheelchair of all things... But I remember that when Matara Okina appeared later, she was almost always in a wheelchair... How far did Shinki manage to fool her?"

As he was building a wheelchair in the courtyard of Baiyulou, Shi Bai sighed inwardly.

As the ultimate absolute god, and a top deity living in the same era as Shinki, Modara Okina's collection is undeniably extensive.

Just as Shinki had previously created Takamagahara as a dwelling place for the gods, Matara Okina similarly created her own kingdom, namely the Kingdom of the Back Door.

However, compared to the Demon Realm, or even to places like Takamagahara, the area of ​​the Kingdom of the Back Door is undoubtedly much smaller.

However, the Country of the Back Door was originally a home that Matara Okina created exclusively for herself, and there was no one else in it besides her, so there was no need to worry too much about it.

However, as if spurred by Shinki, Matara Okina seems to have the idea of ​​gathering her subordinates.

After all, a powerful tool like a wheelchair, which can project authority from all angles, would be much less effective without a few supporting figures in its background...

"Utsukoda Rino and Tōreida Mai? They seem to exist only as background dancers..."

As he assembled the parts, Shi Bai pondered aimlessly in his mind.

As the saying goes, "If you do a job, you should love it." Shi Bai felt that he still had a lot of integrity. Since he had received so many precious materials from Motara Okina, he naturally had to give back the most perfect product.