Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

However, this calamity beast, which even the gods fear, fears something else entirely.

It sensed a shared origin from the life before it.

And it's even stronger.

Darker than darkness, deeper than the abyss!

To use a more intuitive analogy from the animal kingdom, it's like a five-step snake encountering a king snake.

A shiver of instinct caused it to freeze in place for a moment.

Samael slightly raised his hand, and the world seemed to be split apart. The heroic spirits trapped in the center of the storm felt a momentary daze before their eyes, and they found themselves on the other side of calm.

The battlefield ahead, where wind and thunder surged, resembled a frozen ancient painting, with only two figures, one large and one small, presenting a strong visual impact.

Although they were only a few steps away from there, it felt as if they were separated by an entire world.

Instantly, everyone realized that this was a battle beyond their control, so they immediately turned their attention to the purple thunderclouds in the night sky and launched a full-scale attack to wipe out the ghosts and monsters that had invaded the city.

At this moment, on the battlefield.

"It feels a bit lacking. It's as if you haven't fully grown up yet; you should still be in your juvenile stage."

Having successfully cleared the area, Samael clapped his hands and looked with interest at the eight-headed, eight-tailed evil spirit before him.

Whether it was slain by the gods or it didn't absorb enough power, the Yamata no Orochi was somewhat inferior to the fully-formed beasts he had seen.

"Not classy enough?"

When its gaze fell upon the slightly upturned corners of the tiny creature before it, and recalling its own instinctive fear, the Yamata no Orochi snapped back to its senses. Humiliation instantly overwhelmed it, and it hissed and roared in a sinister tone.

"Once I devour you, I will be the strongest!"

The monstrous god, whose body was as large as eight towering mountains, roared and crushed as it came.

Although it was initially intimidated, it possesses enormous potential.

The desire to eat is like an endless black hole, or a bottomless abyss. It is destined to be unsatisfied, so it needs to constantly devour to fill the void. It will even indiscriminately extract the magic power of heroes or monsters, decompose everything, and turn it into its own nourishment.

Unrestrained appetite, from another perspective, is growth without limits.

If given enough time to devour it, perhaps even the entire planet will become its prey.

But, unfortunately...

Samael smiled as he watched the terrifying snake heads lunging at him, their heads blotting out the sky. His feelings were somewhat complicated.

He also had a name back then—Jormungandr, the World-Eating Serpent…

During the War of the Covenant, on the Sea of ​​Oceanus, he seemed to have encountered another Egyptian serpent god who could also devour everything—the world-destroying serpent Apophis.

As for its fate, all I can say is that the "spicy strips" tasted pretty good.

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening roar of the earth collapsing, the battlefield stretching for dozens of miles instantly sank a hundred meters, and the majestic, mountain-like demon was actually lifted off the ground by a pair of hands.

Immediately afterwards, those two hands grabbed one of the heads, twisted their waists and took a step, dragging the hundreds-of-meters-long Yamata no Orochi, swinging it left and right.

The dull thuds rose and fell, and the monstrous force, like a snakeskin whip being swung around, lashed the ground repeatedly.

In an instant, the entire battlefield shook violently, and smoke and dust billowed everywhere.

Although the damage was minimal due to the Yamata no Orochi's defensive capabilities and immortality, the scene was extremely humiliating.

"A Thousand Purples and Myriad Reds, Divine Delight and Ghostly Poison!"

Streams of reddish-black divine blood splattered from the shattered scales in all directions, hissing like sulfuric acid splashed on the ground, while plumes of purplish-black smoke rose up.

This is a potent poison capable of corroding a divine body and dissolving a divine soul.

However, Samael, standing in the poisonous fog, not only remained unmoved, but even took a few deep breaths, his face flushed with a drunken rosy hue.

It must be said that the aroma of this wine, mixed with fruity notes, smells really good.

"Damn, damn, damn, damn!"

The wicked god, utterly powerless to retaliate, was enraged. A surge of violent magic poured into its crimson pupils, causing its eight lantern-sized eyeballs to widen suddenly. Streams of ethereal light, imbued with a strong aura of corrosion and destruction, crisscrossed and shot towards its target.

Sensing the magic energy gathering wildly around him, Samael decisively let go.

The Yamata no Orochi suddenly seemed to break free of a clock's pendulum, and under the influence of centrifugal force, it crashed into the city wall behind it with a sharp, explosive sound.

"Boom!"

As large sections of the city wall collapsed, the calamity, flying at high speed, crashed heavily into the wasteland outside the city, like a derailed train.

At the same time, due to the twisting and shifting of its body during high-speed flight, streams of scarlet ethereal light shot out from the eight pairs of eyes of the Yamata no Orochi, sweeping in all directions.

Wherever the magic beam passes, high walls crumble, houses collapse, and deep trenches are carved into the ground. Whether it is a black warrior, a hundred ghosts, or a monster, once it encounters this thing, it is instantly dissolved.

Looking at the Shinjuku district, which was nearly a third of the way down to ruins, as well as the large sections of collapsed city walls and the completely paralyzed defense system, Okita Souji, the captain of the garrison, couldn't help but feel his eyes turn red and a surge of rage ran through him.

What have you been protecting?!

"Ahem, my hand slipped..."

Looking at the mess he had made, Samael coughed guiltily.

Seeing his allies, who were gradually regaining their senses, all looking at him with unfriendly expressions, Samael's heart skipped a beat. He immediately pointed at the giant snake struggling to its feet in the wilderness, his expression righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Great serpent, you are truly incorrigible! I cannot let you continue your evil deeds; I will exorcise you right now!"

"Destroy this abhorrent thing!"

At this moment, the evil god, whose reason had been overtaken by anger and the desire to devour, unknowingly took on this burden. Its frenzied aura surged like a river, and its eight snake heads immediately raised their necks and hissed.

Perhaps because he had been imprisoned for so long, this snake god seemed to be talking a lot of nonsense.

But Samael had no interest in talking to the other side. In a flash, he rushed forward, his right leg, raised high, falling like a slashing blade.

"boom!"

Suddenly, accompanied by a muffled explosion, a ferocious snake head with bulging eyes burst out, and puffs of blood mist exploded from its neck. The entire head slumped down, and thick blood mixed with bone fragments and flesh gushed from its mouth and eye sockets.

In no time, his entire head turned into a thin snakeskin.

"hiss!"

The Yamata no Orochi let out a painful hiss, and its remaining seven heads bit at the humanoid creature that had inflicted such a heavy blow upon it.

However, its enormous size, while granting it immense power, also limited its agility.

While dodging the attacks of the Yamata no Orochi, Samael drew dozens of runes in front of him with his fingers. Then, he timed the moment and the gap perfectly to summon these light-like incantations and shoot them towards the eight heads at once.

The shimmering runes resembled falling stars.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

In an instant, the eight ferocious snake heads exploded simultaneously, turning into clouds of blood mist.

Even the head, which had just regained some shape under the influence of immortality, was no exception.

With a loud bang, the bewildered Yamata no Orochi collapsed to the ground.

solved?

Samael knelt down, gazing at the towering, mountain-like body of the calamity before him, and frowned slightly.

According to the conventions of dealing with multi-headed serpents in mythology, all their heads are usually blown off to prevent them from regenerating.

However, if it's a beast, it still feels a bit unsafe.

The ancient serpent muttered to itself, a ball of blazing white flame igniting in its hand, intending to give the monster a more environmentally friendly cremation.

However, as the flames gathered, the ground beneath his feet shook violently.

Samael instinctively pulled back and leaped a hundred meters.

Instantly, eight sword-like tail vertebrae burst from the ground, sweeping and thrusting straight at it.

He is not dead after all!

As the ancient serpent created distance, it unleashed a new barrage of magic using high-speed divine incantations, targeting the eight tail vertebrae behind it that clung to it like maggots.

These are likely the secondary brains of the Yamata no Orochi.

But after finally severing the eight tail vertebrae, eight new heads actually grew from the broken neck.

"It's no use. I am the result of humanity's insatiable demands, I am your retribution! They can't kill me, and neither can you!"

The calamity god laughed wildly, and watermelon-sized magic bullets swept across the sky, constantly compressing Samael's space to move.

Samael ignored the mockery and continued to experiment on the scourge.

Despite a series of methods, including being struck by lightning, burned, dismembered, poisoned, and having its head and tail removed, it could not be completely eradicated.

In fact, the constant magical impact made it stronger with each battle.

"Die! We all have to die!"

As the distance between them widened again, the calamity, unable to bear it any longer, roared once more. The eerie tremors formed concentric red and black ripples that spread in all directions from the giant snake as the core.

Ugly Gozen, high above the clouds, sensed the tremors and shrieks behind her. Her expression changed drastically, and she immediately unleashed her magic to repel the Black Warriors and Shogunate Heroic Spirits who surrounded her. Then, she decisively turned around and leaped into the gap in the clouds.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Almost at the same moment that Ushi no Gozen disappeared, the red and black ripples emitted by Yamata no Orochi swept across the battlefield. The demons such as Rin-yūdō, Hito-bō, Tsuchigumo, and Hannya did not even have time to scream before they instantly disintegrated, turning into streams of pure demonic power that flowed towards the calamity god on the desolate land.

This is the King of a Hundred Monsters, standing above the three great monsters, and is Ibuki Daimyojin, representing calamity and destruction.

To the demons, it is both a moving spring that constantly radiates magic and a deep-sea vortex that frantically devours everything.

Clearly, in order to gain the power to counter his opponent, the maddened god of calamity had become reckless.

As streams of pure magic flowed into the surroundings like rivers flowing into the sea, the Yamata no Orochi's body swelled up, its injuries healed, and it raised its head and flicked its tongue once more.

Instantly, crimson magic circles formed at the front of the eight heads, like cannons focusing their aim at the target ahead.

In the Shinjuku district, which was the first to be hit, the heroic spirits guarding the gun towers felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at the halos of light, each hundreds of meters in diameter.

Samael narrowed his eyes and immediately raised his hand, creating a mystical array of runes, including wedge-shaped divine patterns, runes, Ogan tree runes, and Hebrew runes. Then, drawn by the ancient serpent, they plummeted towards the wilderness like a sky full of shooting stars.

However, before the thousands of runes could land on the Yamata no Orochi, they gradually shattered and annihilated due to the distortion of space, decomposing into pure ether particles, which were then poured into the magic array in front of the eight serpent heads.

The converging light halo more than doubled in size.

It can even reverse-decompose my runes and transform them into its own power.

Is this the power of devouring?

Indeed, the authority of each beast was not to be underestimated.

Even a juvenile.

At this moment, a chilling resonance also emanated from within the Desolate Calamity God, like a cold pronouncement.

"The time of destruction has come, this is the end of your journey. Life is but a mere insignificant glimmer, death is the only path to end suffering. I will devour all of humanity, I will gnaw on all of the stars. At this moment, all beings perish! Become the sacrifices of our desires! — Illuminating All Calamities, Slaying Heaven and Devouring the Sun!"

Samael sensed the rising momentum and his heart tightened. Without hesitation, he stood before the blazing crimson light and raised his hand to beckon it.

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Father's Current Offense?

The halos of light spun and intertwined, and crimson serpents emerged from the spreading darkness, wreaking havoc on the earth.

As a product of the planet's will, this calamity is transforming and devouring the cradle that gave birth to it, burning countless lives into energy, turning this Earth into a desolate purgatory, and returning it to the primordial darkness before any life was born.

Every world that the Crimson Serpent swept through was invariably collapsing and disintegrating.

Then these fragments torn from the world were transformed into high-purity mana, which flowed into the eight enormous mouths that had expanded to their fullest extent.

With each feeding, the power of its absorption increases, and the form of the calamity expands by one degree.

Eight ferocious snake heads devoured life, dissolved everything, and transformed everything within their range into magical power to feed on, filling the bottomless black hole.

In the blink of an eye, the rocks turned into flowing black mud, and the air became polluted toxins;

The shining stars were swallowed up, and the dazzling Milky Way was torn apart;

Gradually, there was no sound, no warmth;

Space cannot be perceived, and time cannot be measured;

The world is sinking deeper and deeper into eternal darkness.

"God said..."