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John, who was already quite weak, laughed and said, "Can I come with you? I've had a bad feeling about this bastard for a long time."

Qingxin glanced at him: "Aren't you planning to save some energy to deal with the Catholic God?"

John smiled and said, "I've been weakened like this, so he probably isn't much better off. It'll be a fair fight then."

"Alright then... Hmm, looks like we won't need it."

Harunobu looked at the two figures emerging from the world wall: "They seem to think the same way, but are they always this brave?"

John was also somewhat surprised, but then he seemed to realize something and said, "I think they might not be here to fight."

There was a hint of worry in his voice, a fear that his guess might come true, and an even greater worry that Qingxin would agree to cooperate with the other side. After all, at this juncture, the more of their own people, the better.

Harunobu shook his head: "Do I look like the Virgin Mary?"

Leaving aside the Jews, since that was Harunobu's racial discrimination. But the Catholic God was the mastermind behind getting him into Genesis. No matter if he was a stinky old man, or even a beautiful old maid with a prostitute virgin persona, Harunobu would still rip her head off.

Soon, two figures in the distance rapidly approached. One was a white-haired, red-eyed, long-legged, slender-waisted vampire beauty, like one from a fantasy work; the other had kind eyes, full breasts and a plump bottom, a mature beauty exuding a seductive charm.

Harunobu took a deep breath and asked John for confirmation, "They were originally men, right?"

John nodded affirmatively: "I'm 100% sure that their true forms are definitely male, but you know, changing gender isn't difficult for spellcasters of our level."

Qingxin nodded, and before the two approaching gods could speak, he exhaled and shouted, "Damn transvestites! Die!"

Black mist, shrouded in blood-red flames, its power amplified by the corrupting force, crashed down upon the approaching Jewish God and Heavenly God. The two meticulously crafted gods, their forms sculpted to perfectly match Harunobu's aesthetic ideals from the intelligence reports, cried out in horror, unleashing holy light to barely withstand Harunobu's enraged attack.

"Lord Ping! It's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding! We're not here to fight you!"

"Don't listen to John's slander! Those Puritans are just spreading rumors!"

It must be said that these two character sculptors are truly skilled. Not only are their appearances alluring, but their voices are also crafted to be charming, melodious, and captivating. They resemble the morning song of a nightingale or the evening song of a nightingale. The emotions conveyed are absolutely rich and heartfelt, evoking feelings of pity and sympathy in the listener.

But when Harunobu thought that the two figures were actually two old men, who at most looked like John the Baptist with Jesus' skin, he almost threw up.

Fueled by this rage, Harunobu swung his sword again, the crimson flames and black mist outlining the form of a divine dragon, which lunged menacingly at the two transvestite gods who were still trying to approach. The two had no choice but to stop again and take the initiative to attack the dragon summoned by Harunobu.

Two extremely similar but actually completely different beams of holy light appeared, striking the dragon's head and limbs respectively. They had studied Qingxin's intelligence and knew that the Heavenly Dragon Flash technique had variations, with the dragon's head and claws being deadly dangers—but they forgot one important point.

As they focused all their efforts on locking onto the dragon, an invisible current of energy, obscured by the dragon's conspicuous movements and roar, reached them. An extremely powerful suction force held their bodies in place.

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The sharp outer edge even tore open their clothes, revealing large areas of fair skin.

Overjoyed, they affectedly displayed their physiques and shouted, "Lord Ping, we just want to talk to you!"

"We mean no harm! If you don't like us doing it ourselves, we can send you a pure virgin—guaranteed to be exactly the same as ours now!"

Forget about it then.

Harunobu, who had never hesitated before, was now further amplified by an attack speed buff. With a flick of his wrist, Kusabimaru appeared before the two transvestite gods amidst flashes of lightning and thunder.

Fire and Thunder God - Twelve Consecutive Strikes!

Clang! Clang! Clang—

Clanging sounds rang out continuously—the sounds of the blade colliding with the barrier of holy light and the hard flesh of God. These were, after all, two gods; they weren't so weak as to be instantly killed by Harunobu. However, they seemed quite frightened, and their minds finally cleared.

"Hira Harunobu, don't push your luck!" God unleashed a beam of holy light, followed by countless angels wielding great swords engulfed in flames, slashing at Harunobu.

"We're here simply to cooperate! Why are you pressuring us like this!"

The Jewish God roared loudly, and a dazzling holy light fell upon Harunobu. Even though Harunobu changed his form many times, the holy light followed him closely and finally landed on him.

In an instant, Harunobu felt his aura diminish considerably, and when he looked at the Jewish God, he seemed to be naturally inferior, as if he owed him tens of millions.

But this was only for a moment. As the power of defilement surged forth, the coercive lending of the Jewish God was dispersed. And before the endless holy war angels reached Harunobu, countless child angels holding horns and flutes rushed forward and abducted them into their arms—John had arrived.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you still like playing with little boys so much, Jacob." John clicked his tongue and came to face God. Due to the exploitation in Genesis, the two were now evenly matched in strength and knew each other's techniques inside and out. They had already exchanged blows more than ten times in the course of a single sentence.

So everywhere one could see holy light, with celestial children playing flutes and angels holding swords; there were also water-bearing goddesses and spear-wielding messengers. Some were debating scriptures with each other, some were fighting fiercely, and some were even rolling around in a heap, exploiting each other.

God's face darkened, his previous alluring aura replaced by a chilling coldness: "Is it really necessary for both sides to suffer heavy losses?"

John chuckled softly: "You think you're worthy?"

While dodging Harunobu's pursuit, the Jewish God shouted, "Even if we can't defeat you, the two of us together can hold out until the primordial God is fully awakened! By then, your ideal world will still be incomplete, and you won't be able to reach the core of Genesis, so you'll die anyway!"

"Still dare to be distracted!" Harunobu landed before him, his fiery wings unfurling, forcing back the angels who tried to come to his aid, and with a single sword stroke, severed the left arm of the Jewish God. The latter cried out in pain, turning into a beam of light and fleeing into the distance, his face contorted as he looked back. Then he saw Harunobu rushing towards him again amidst the wind and fire.

"See? Putting aside the fact that you two are no match for me and Qingxin, even if you keep us here, who says we can't continue building our ideal world?"

"Heh, besides you and Harunobu, who among you can build an ideal world?" God's first reaction was disbelief, but soon, faced with the small world that suddenly began to change, he could only shout in vain, "What—"

His voice was swallowed by a deafening roar, and thousands of steel giants rose out of thin air. These were the results of Misuru Hime's naturalization of Harunobu, completing the collaboration between science and metaphysics and achieving the cycle stage—the Ideal Gundam!

It's basically a modern-day god, but the inhumane steps have been optimized and replaced with machinery and other spells. It lacks the ability to replace the divine body and house the divine soul, but ordinary people can still operate it, and its combat power isn't far off... well, excluding the combat power of the gods and great demons themselves.

"Only two thousand or so, fewer than I expected... but that's all there is to it." Harunobu suddenly landed next to John, blocking God's attack: "I'll leave that to you, John, don't let me down."

To construct an ideal world and meet the requirements, the first step is to be granted God's authority before opening the path to the throne of heaven. Harunobu couldn't let Misuru-hime take that risk. He originally thought he could do it himself, but the problem is that the opportunity is no longer available.

John nodded and joked, "Perfect, I can get back the power I lost."

Qingxin shook his head helplessly: "Don't let yourself be brainwashed and controlled again. This time, there might not be time to hold back."

John flew back, and Harunobu unleashed a raging tornado with his sword, pulling the pursuing God of God and the Jewish God back into the battle. Meanwhile, the world continued to change, almost every second. The number of steel giants multiplied, and unmanned arms factories and magnificent cities blossomed simultaneously, bearing witness to an ever-growing new civilization.

Finally, outside the battlefield, a holy light far more powerful than the Jewish God and the God of God at this moment descended with a thunderous crash, accompanied by a magnificent golden crown and the three sacred artifacts. A blurry but still recognizable figure of John was bathed in the holy light, contentedly grasping the Spear of Longinus and the Staff of King David, his ten fingers already adorned with the Ten Commandments of Solomon.

He pointed towards Qingxin and declared with a stern voice, "Those who disrespect the gods! Destroy them!"

The two gods, who were fleeing in panic, froze in mid-air. Then, their bodies trembled, and holy light continuously poured out from their seven orifices, like two human-shaped fireworks.

Harunobu mercifully beheaded them both, then sped back. Misuru-hime saw him, breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed into his arms. Ilyas, who had been sitting on Harunobu's shoulder, nearly fell to her death in his arms. Barely managing to climb out, she didn't even have time to complain, and hurriedly grabbed Harunobu's hair, shouting, "Hurry up and get ready to leave! Genesis is coming!"

Clearly, setting aside the great battle raging here, the sheer scale of the granting of divine authority alone was enough to attract the attention of Genesis, which was currently reclaiming authority. Fortunately, the passage to the Throne of Heaven had been opened—a magnificent celestial path overflowing with holy light and surrounded by countless trumpeting cherubs.

Harunobu could even sense the presence he had previously released at the end of the road. The Primordial God seemed to still be alive!

Harunobu hugged Misuru-hime, and Ilias instinctively burrowed into his collar, peeking out only her small head as she shouted, "Now!"

Qingxin leaped into the air, surrounded by blood flames and black mist, like the legendary demon Satan, launching an attack on Heaven!

The author says:

Author's Note: Update progress 7/30. Starting to push the boss... but the downside of speeding up the plot is showing; the boss fight will probably take a long time... a sad story.

Chapter 552: The Classic Final Labyrinth

After Harunobu and his companions rushed into the Path to Heaven—the path to the Throne of Heaven—John, who had been smiling with satisfaction, suddenly clutched his head. A cold, arrogant, and ethereal voice echoed in his mind, ordering him to immediately go and eliminate the enemies who had trespassed on the Throne of Heaven.

He tried to resist, but before he could act, the overwhelming holy light within him locked his consciousness, leaving only basic instincts to follow the commands of that cold, arrogant voice. He rushed into the Path to Heaven, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far from Qingxin, to avoid being discovered by her changes prematurely.

He knew the exit of the Path to Heaven was fixed; he only needed to launch an attack on Hiraishin the instant he exited. With his current strength, the chances of success were not small if he caught Hiraishin off guard. After all, he had just completed a perfect collaboration with Hiraishin, so he certainly wouldn't be too wary of him.

Or, he should target Taira no Harunobu's wife... no, that wouldn't weaken her.

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Ping Qingxin's letter is meaningless.

Just as John was pondering, the Path to Heaven suddenly trembled violently, as if someone was attacking this special path formed of pure holy light. John was still thinking when the answer dawned on him—it was the Ideal Gundam!

The super robots created by Qingxin's ideal world are a modern-day god-like version that blends science and metaphysics! They are bombarding the Path to Heaven, an order given to them by John after he took over! Attack John the moment he leaves his post!

The little beings strictly obeyed the commands of the Great Creator and successfully breached the outer layer of the Path to Heaven. They stood in John's way! The Path to Heaven was not a fortress, and Genesis probably wanted it destroyed to stop Harunobu. That's why John deliberately maintained a distance that wasn't too close or too far, so that being stopped wouldn't prevent Harunobu from entering.

"Go for it, Harunobu!"

The Puritan God, the ancient believer, the reformer of the Cross, the nitpicker and excellent collaborator, and a successful pimp—John Jonya fell from the sky.

……

The feeling of traversing the Path to Heaven was nothing special, no different from ordinary teleportation. However, the scenery was indeed beautiful: ethereal white clouds drifted by, and melodious hymns resounded; angels and celestial maidens mingled, showcasing the beauty of Heaven. It was a pity I didn't see the promised 72 virgins—though he wasn't exactly a casual person—but did that mean…?

Qingxin's heaven-defying thoughts were interrupted by a sense of clarity and enlightenment welling up in his mind. It wasn't the influence of magic, but rather a physiological reaction caused by the fresh air in the clean environment. They had reached the end of the Path to Heaven.

The melodious hymns faded considerably, and the trumpet-blowing angels flew away laughing, allowing Harunobu and Misuru-hime to quietly observe the place they had arrived at. At first glance, Harunobu felt an urge to make a sarcastic remark.

They were now in a magnificent, somewhat Roman-style hall. There was no ceiling, no walls, only a colossal crucifix and countless white columns. Behind the hall, a spiral staircase stretched dramatically upwards, reaching into the clouds.

And at intervals, a huge disc would appear at the intersection of the spiral staircases, like a series of checkpoints or rooms, connecting the two staircases together. Just by looking up, one could tell that only by passing through those discs could one continue upwards.

Without a doubt, those discs are guarded and riddled with traps; the only question is whether there are treasure chests containing the ultimate weapon or information on weaknesses. If all else fails, leaving some healing items wouldn't be out of the question—so what kind of Japanese RPG final dungeon is this anyway?!

Okay, Harunobu still had to complain. Even though Dragon Quest and Dungeons & Dragons hadn't even appeared yet, and Japanese RPGs didn't exist in this era, it was still hard to say whether they could find the final boss, Genesis Consciousness, in the boss room, even if they destroyed this "final dungeon."

She could easily be hiding somewhere else, or even somewhere else...

As Harunobu pondered the likelihood of Genesis's escape, Ilias flew out from his collar, grabbed his hair, and shouted, "Harunobu! I feel it! That old thing is up there! And the remains of the Primordial God! She's not dead yet!"

Qingxin perked up upon hearing this, but still cautiously asked, "Are you sure?"

Ilyas puffed out her chest: "Of course! Although she cut me off, her presence can't be hidden from me! Besides, didn't you leave your existence power in the remains of the Primordial God? Couldn't you sense it?"

Qingxin didn't sense it, but that was because he wasn't focusing on it. Everything has its own power of existence, and unless you're specifically looking for something special, it's difficult to spot a particular power of existence at a glance. However, as Ilyas reminded him to concentrate on controlling his power of existence, he quickly noticed that, despite being obscured by countless holy lights and other things, it was still stubbornly flickering with faint fluctuations—the power of the primordial God's existence that he had thrown in.

It was faint, truly faint. It was practically nothing more than a wisp of light before it completely vanished; no wonder Qingxin couldn't detect it at a glance. But precisely because of this, its continued existence was truly admirable; such tenacious will and ability were worthy of the Primordial God.

"Alright, get ready, we're flying straight up!"

Harunobu hugged Misuru-hime tighter again, preparing to soar into the sky. Who in their right mind would obediently navigate a maze? This is clearly Genesis stalling for time!

Ilyas and Misuru, of course, didn't object to Harunobu's attack. They took their positions again and rose into the air with him. But when Harunobu reached the height of the first disc, angels, monsters, humans, and everything else on it immediately swarmed towards him. And that wasn't all; the guards on the discs even higher also mobilized, transforming into a vast army of angels and monsters, attacking the unpredictable Harunobu.

"Should I say 'as expected'?"

Qingxin wasn't surprised. Just as the maze was there to buy him time, these guards served a similar purpose. So there was no reason for them to stand still and watch him charge straight to the heart of the enemy if he didn't navigate the maze.

"But these small fry are really underestimating me, aren't they?"

Harunobu swung the Kusabi-maru forward with his right hand, and a blood-red barrier appeared, rapidly spreading forward. The onrushing guard legion was instantly frozen by ninety-nine percent, leaving only a few powerful seraphim and monsters able to move freely.

"Ten times the consumption... We've lost money this time."

Harunobu muttered to himself, dodging two attacks from eight-pointed light wheels. His entire body transformed into a long line of blood flames and black mist in mid-air, crashing into the arms of the attacking Seraph. The corrupting power easily corroded the Seraph's protective holy light, and the seemingly inexhaustible Wedge-shaped weapon pierced his heart, shattering it and unleashing a bright burst of holy light.

"For—" the Seraph struggled to open his arms, trying to embrace Harunobu, still shouting, "God!!"

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Boom!

The bright holy light illuminated the entire sky, destroying at least 20% of the frozen guardians and even engulfing the remaining, still-active ones. However, being guardians appointed by God, the holy light had no effect on them; instead, it seemed to recharge them, making them all much stronger.

They either remained silent or roared as they surrounded Harunobu, who had used fire wings and black mist to defend against his self-destruction. Misuru-hime tensed up, regretting for the umpteenth time why she hadn't put more effort into studying magic. That way, even if she couldn't help Harunobu, she could at least hide herself and not be a hindrance to him.

Haruno noticed the nervousness of the woman in his arms, gently patted her head, and teased, "Don't blink now, Misuru, this is your husband's moment of glory."

"What about me? What about me!" Ilyas, who was hiding in Harunobu's collar, became jealous, so Harunobu had no choice but to reach out his index finger and pat her little head.

Then, the Seraphim arrived. They were tall and imposing, wielding holy swords that burned with flames, with twelve pure white wings stretching from their backs, radiating a dense, holy light. Their sacred and majestic aura could even cause mortals to lose themselves on the spot, prostrating themselves in worship. And in this area of ​​the Heavenly Throne, just like Ilyas before, they possessed almost limitless holy light, which could enhance their physical attributes almost infinitely.

You could even say they're a budget version of Ilyas.

But there were twelve of them, and they coordinated as if they were one person. In an instant, Qingxin was filled with sword blades and holy light from all sides, and even above and below him. The seraphim who couldn't squeeze in took even more...

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He took the Bible from his waist and began preparing powerful and wide-range attack spells to deal with Qingxin's extremely fast speed—after all, their seraphim are immune to holy light attacks.

Despite such an attack, Harunobu still had time to joke around. Misuruhime wanted to remind Harunobu, but she actually just widened her eyes and nodded: "Yeah! Good luck!"

Then, she saw Harunobu swing the Kusabi-maru, followed by a crisp, melodious clang:

The greatswords of the seraphim, which were attacking Haruno simultaneously from six directions, suddenly jerked upwards as if they had struck something indestructible, as if they had been bounced back. A closer look would reveal expressions of surprise and bewilderment on their faces.

No wonder, anyone who saw someone crumble in an instant, with attacks arriving almost simultaneously from different directions, would probably be puzzled. However, compared to Misuruhime, the Seraphim's eyesight and combat experience were far superior, and she quickly figured out the reason.

The moment Harunobu swung his sword, it wasn't just the Kusabi in his hand that moved; the corrupting energy, the power of existence, and the wind he controlled all around him also began to move. And they precisely struck the weak points of each Seraphim's attack, interrupting and deflecting their attacks in the most accurate and least energy-consuming way.

This effect can only be achieved by combining Laurent's Mind's Eye Blade, Ashina Style's Insight, and countless combat experiences absorbed by Seishun. Moreover, the special nature of the power of corruption and the power of existence must be taken into account. Otherwise, relying solely on wind manipulation would not be able to break through the Seraph's holy light protection and would only result in being crushed.

However, there's no need to talk about these things now, because the dead don't need to think about such things.

The moment the Seraphim's attacks were deflected, Harunobu burst forth, riding the wind with Kusanagi, easily breaking through the Seraphim's defenses, piercing their hearts, beheading them, cutting them in half at the waist... turning them into twelve corpses.

The remaining nine, a mix of monsters and humans, arrived a step too late and fell into a brief silence as they watched the corpse fall before them. Under normal circumstances, they would have turned and run, never daring to fight such an overwhelmingly powerful monster. But this was no ordinary situation. Genesis… their master had given a death order: if they dared to run, they would die immediately!