Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

They had seen many gods, but this was the first time they had ever seen one so humiliating…

However, as humiliating as it may be, the other side is, after all, the supreme god of a nation. Who knows if, if pushed too far, she might pull off a desperate counterattack?

Therefore, the team leader, Yustissa, had no intention of continuing to entangle with this Australian aborigine god. She decisively bypassed the rainbow snake crouching in the corner with its head in its hands and rushed into the hall.

when--!

However, the moment they stepped into the hall, a dull, distant metallic sound suddenly echoed, causing everyone to pause in their tracks as a gray-black fog of death suddenly filled their vision.

Immediately, everyone felt a tightness in their chests, as if something inside their chests had been pulled out from a distance.

An inexplicable feeling made them subconsciously look up and gaze ahead.

The jackal god, shrouded in shadow, gripped his scepter tightly in one hand and slightly raised the other, as an ancient scale inscribed with hieroglyphs materialized in the deathly gray mist.

On each end of the balance scale, there is an object to be weighed.

On one side is a feather of truth taken from an ostrich, and on the other side are several beating hearts.

"The scales are in my hands; this place is the underworld from the beginning. Come, let sins be judged now..."

Anubis, acting as the weigher, chanted in a deep voice, his profound eyes fixed on one end of the slowly descending scales.

"Hoho~~"

Several beasts of judgment coalesced from the black mist, their ferocious crocodile heads drooling and emitting restless growls, their eyes excitedly fixed on the hearts in the dish that were weighing down the scales.

“I will punish you for your crimes, and I will give you my death as a warning. The weight of your sins is immeasurable…”

Anubis solemnly declared, raising his hand to grab the phantom images of hearts, preparing to toss them to the impatient beast of judgment beside him.

"Whoosh!"

At the critical moment, a dagger shot out and, with lightning speed, embedded itself in the center of the scales, penetrating several inches deep.

Black lines spread out like a spider web, instantly covering the entire scale.

click-

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the divine creation in front of Anubis, which was responsible for weighing the object, shattered with a deafening roar.

The excruciating pain in everyone's chests suddenly eased, and color gradually returned to their pale faces. They couldn't help but raise their hands to press their wildly beating hearts, panting heavily, their faces filled with relief at surviving a disaster.

At the same time, pairs of eyes focused on Ryougi Shiki, who was still in a throwing posture, their eyes filled with amazement.

She can even sever the very rules of death; her Mystic Eyes of Death Perception have become this powerful!

"Hooho..."

Seeing their food snatched away, the surrounding beasts of judgment roared angrily and slithered toward the sinners who had escaped judgment.

"If there's anything else you can do, then hurry up and go."

Ryougi Shiki drew her spare wakizashi from her waist, gripped the hilt in reverse, and stared intently at the monsters slowly approaching from all sides, giving a deep warning.

Yustissa looked at Anubis, who was standing in the center of the hall, and hesitated slightly.

"Are you sure? That's a true god..."

"I can kill anything that's alive, even a god!"

As the surrounding beasts of judgment raised their heads and leaped up, Ryougi Shiki's beautiful eyes burst forth with vibrant colors. Gripping her sword in one hand, she retreated instead of advancing, and charged forward.

The blade's target was none other than the Egyptian god of death.

At the same time, Tono Akiha and Asagami Fujino, along with the four Heroic Spirits Sei Shonagon, Oei, Oda Nobunaga, and Chloe, simultaneously blocked the Judgment Beasts swarming from all sides.

Yustissa gazed intently at Ryougi Shiki, who swung her sword at the god of death without hesitation, and Anubis, who made a stiff evasive maneuver, and couldn't help but sigh.

Father, you have truly raised an extraordinary son.

Immediately, the Winter Saintess, with the same decisiveness, abandoned her teammates who were holding off the powerful enemy for her and turned to rush upstairs.

Enveloped in silvery light and shadow of ether, it moved through the corridor at top speed, like a bird taking flight, without stopping for a moment.

Upward! Upward! Upward!

The attack by the three deities had exceeded the defensive forces that the shogunate could mobilize, so there was no point in staying here.

Instead of wasting time here, what I should really be doing is looking for a way to break the deadlock.

Don't think you're the only ones who have a backup plan...

As Yustissa ran, she looked towards the exit at the end of the corridor, her expression becoming excited.

We're almost there, at the top of the tower...

That's where the key to turning the tide lies—the core technique for restarting the Greater Grail!

As Yustissa watched the exit draw ever closer, a smile crept onto her lips.

She was never a good citizen who was willing to give; she always had ulterior motives behind her contributions.

The same is true this time.

The blessing of the Holy Grail was bestowed upon this city not merely to stabilize the singularity and seek self-preservation.

It was also for the purpose of infiltrating and dominating the city's earth veins and heroic spirits.

Whether it's the powerful ley lines that could support the birth of several gods, or the large number of heroic spirits that almost fill the city, it is a rich treasure in every sense.

From both a moral and logical standpoint, it is absolutely worth the risk.

Therefore, while managing the city, Justeza was also secretly eroding the entire singularity by using the Holy Grail spell that had been separated from her.

This gun tower is essentially a temple she built herself.

Currently, although complete domination has not been achieved, at least a 50% boost should be gained, and a large army of heroic spirits can be summoned at will for emergencies.

Even if they are contaminated, it doesn't matter.

Isn't the Command Seal, which has the power to enforce commands, designed to deal with this kind of situation?

Yustissa stepped across the doorway, rushed into the top floor of the tower, and raised her hand as if to press down.

A six-sided silver-black metal module, engraved with intricate incantations and resembling Pandora's Box, rose from the magic circle, its shape constantly changing with a unique rhythm.

The Holy Grail is essentially a high-purity magic cube;

The essence of the Greater Grail is the crystallization of the Third Law.

Therefore, cups are just one of their external forms, not the absolute answer.

As Yustissa gazed at the constantly shifting and changing metal modules within the magic circle, she reached out her delicate hand, a hint of regret flickering in her eyes.

This backup plan was originally intended for that father, but unfortunately...

"So this is... the Greater Grail?"

Just as Yustissa's raised right hand was about to touch the silver-black metal module, a clear, melodious voice came from the dark corner.

someone!

The Winter Saintess's expression changed, and she suddenly accelerated, grabbing at the metal module floating in the array.

Almost at the same time, a chilling, eerie light swept in from the corner and crashed straight into the center.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Japanese-Style Family Stabbing?

"boom!"

The apartment door crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust. A figure, elongated by the lamplight, stepped into the living room, which reeked of cheap nicotine. Dark eyes fell on the sofa, and the figure waved with a smile.

"Hey, long time no see."

In front of the old sofa, a hand holding a Yanlong brand cigarette lowered, stubbed it out in the ashtray, and a cold, decadent face lifted up, his vicissitudes-tinged purple eyes looking at the newcomer, his slightly hoarse voice giving a faint reminder.

"It's only been a day..."

There's a saying, "A day apart feels like three autumns."

Samael stepped over the threshold, casually sat down on the sofa opposite the coffee table, and answered with a smile.

She glanced at the person opposite her with her purple eyes and spoke softly.

"If I remember correctly, this is mainly used to describe the relationship between lovers."

"Is this... asking me to confess my feelings?"

"..."

Looking at the man opposite her, whose eyes were brimming with excitement and who seemed eager to try, Chitose Masuru on the sofa felt a surge of anger, her cheeks twitching slightly.

"I'm old..."

Good food is worth waiting for!

Samael looked at the silver-haired woman opposite him with a sincere and affectionate expression, making a solemn promise.

"Don't worry, I will never look down on you!"

creak-

With a cracking sound, veins bulged on Shinsuke's smooth forehead, and his fists, which were unconsciously clenched, were almost unable to resist the urge to smash them into the face opposite him.

Finally, the saint on the sofa took another cigarette from the crumpled cigarette box on the table, put it in his mouth, lit it, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

With the help of nicotine, the out-of-control emotions were gradually brought under control.

Having calmed down from her restlessness, Chitose looked up at the smiling face opposite her and spoke in a deep voice.

When did you start to doubt me?

About two days ago.

Samael picked up a piece of candy from the fruit plate, unwrapped it, and popped the orange-flavored candy into his mouth with a half-smile on his face.

Two days ago, the day he retrieved the Lesser Grail from the Gun Tower.

Therefore, before they even left the city to fight the hundred demons, the other side already had some guesses.

Shinzuru Chisui frowned, completely baffled.

"I still don't understand where the problem lies..."

"Your disguise was indeed perfect. If it weren't for that child's reminder, even I wouldn't have noticed anything amiss."

Samael pondered softly, a look of reminiscence crossing his eyes. The image of that lively, pretty face with pink hair and orange eyes involuntarily appeared in his mind.

"Actually, Grandma Masuru has a tough time too. Eriri's parents passed away early, and she's not good at taking care of children. Not only can she not cook, but even Eriri complains that she's an idiot when it comes to housework."

Rewind two days, and Hana Rin, in the living room, said the following.

He spoke seemingly casually, yet his words jolted the person awake from their slumber.

How could a woman of "grandmother's" generation who claims to have had children, whose son is married and has a granddaughter, be unable to do even basic housework properly? How could she even cut her granddaughter's ear while cutting her hair?

Clearly, she was hiding something...

So, as they parted, Samael watched Hana Rin walk away, but instead of leaving immediately, he went into a nearby phone booth. Before nightfall, he arranged tasks for several of the gods and then dialed a number.

"Hey boss, wanna pull off something big?"

"Big? What big business could you possibly have?"

On the other end of the phone, the legendary female pirate Drake, still hungover, lay on the bed and responded casually.

"Seize the Shogunate..."

Suddenly, the breathing on the phone became rough and rapid, followed by the sound of a table overturning and a cabinet collapsing.

Even if they were held back for a long time, their pirate nature would still make them yearn for freedom and plunder.

Clearly, this big job has successfully attracted the attention of the pirate captain.

Next, the devil, skilled in manipulation, showed off his skills.

Based on the information he knew, he meticulously analyzed the situation and concluded that seven days later, eternal night would arrive, inevitably leading to great chaos.

During the shogunate army's expedition to Mount Tanba, all sorts of scheming individuals and conspirators will emerge.

At that time, the entire city of Tokyo will likely fall into chaos due to internal emptiness and disorder.

For pirates, this was clearly the perfect opportunity to take advantage of the chaos.

Of course, robbery is a skill. In addition to violent demands for payment, one can also raise the price on the spot, making the other party rush to hand over protection money.