Type-Moon, I, Matou Sakura, rewrite my destiny

A finger as slender as white jade blocked Marduk's fist that turned into violent thunder.

With a bang, the powerful fist that even the Moon King could not withstand unscathed was blocked by just a finger.

The owner of this finger is Sakura, who looks unchanged but seems completely different from before.

"But Zhu Yue, don't you plan to deal with him yourself? To be honest, I'm not very interested in a clown who doesn't even know he's been a pawn..."

"Is it a favor?"

"Well, I will definitely remember your help just now."

"Then Aristotle of Gaia, please give me the authorization!"

"On behalf of Gaia, I allow you to demonstrate your power on this planet~!"

After saying that, she finished her discussion with Zhu Yue. During this time, she completely ignored Marduk. Sakura blocked thousands of punches from Marduk with just one finger. Then she took a step back with a smile and snapped her fingers, directly setting up a barrier on the battlefield.

Watching the barrier flash by.

A hint of cruelty immediately appeared in Zhu Yue's eyes.

Then Zhu Yue suddenly opened his arms, making a gesture of hugging, and the moon appeared in front of him...

"Deep Moon Abyss!"

For a moment, the cold moonlight shone on Marduk and on the battlefield.

Facing this cold, murderous and cruel moonlight.

All the gods, all the people, and all the guardians on the battlefield stopped fighting unconsciously and looked up at the Moon King who was embracing the Moon, which was almost as big as the Earth, but not even bigger than the Earth...

Among them, Bao Shi Weng, who saw this scene, showed a trace of reminiscence in his eyes...

"That guy Zhu Yue... Haha, an old guy like me actually misses him... Alas, it's a pity that the era of passionate blood boiling is gone forever for me..."

Just as Bao Shi Weng showed a bitter smile and mocked his past and future.

At this moment, Zhu Yue, who was holding the moon in his arms, spread his arms again.

"Falling Moon~!"

Despair began to appear on the faces of almost every god.

Even the God King on the battlefield couldn't help but reveal a hint of despair in his eyes at this moment.

Even if they are gods, they cannot resist such a terrifying scene of the earth-moon impact.

Indeed, the moon that Zhu Yue released at this moment was not the real moon, but the product of fantasy materialization.

But how far is the fantasy materialization that the Moon King exerts with all his strength from the real moon?

The answer is that the difference between this moon and the real moon is almost negligible!

Although the mass of these is not as good as the real moon, there is no difference between being hit by this thing and being hit by the real moon.

It would be better to be hit by the real moon than to be hit by it. After all, at least there will be a few people to take the blame.

Just like that, the huge moon fell to the earth.

Tens of thousands of guardians and hundreds of gods were completely turned into dust in this one.

Even the gods of the small pantheons of Finland, Central Africa, and Bali...had their bodies completely shattered at this moment.

Only to a certain extent, Marduk, whose body was as hard as the hulls of the Greek gods, managed to hold on with his last breath.

It fell into the pit formed by the setting moon in the form of a piece of rotten meat.

He looked down at the huge crater of a hundred kilometers that was inevitably formed by the Gaia barrier he had set up, and at the shattered mountain not far away, revealing Mount Olympus, the hull of a ship in the mountain.

Towards the dissipated [|*

Marduk looked completely unrecognizable, almost just a mass of rotten flesh in human form.

Sakura asked softly.

"Tell me who else..."

"You'll know...after you meet her..."

It was obvious that Marduk had no intention of telling Sakura, and even tried with his last breath to...

However, Sakura would not give Marduk such an opportunity. After all, there were a bunch of Alaya's thugs to deal with...

Just as Marduk's body began to swell suddenly, a large amount of magic power began to boil like an unstable bomb.

Sakura stretched out her hand and directly extracted the soul of Marduk who was about to self-destruct and sent it into the underworld. At the same time, she opened up the imaginary space and sent the bomb in...

"I don't know if you will regret it in the future. Marduk, your actions just now will make me at least increase the sentence of you guys being bound by myths... by two million years!"

PS: Sorry that I have some personal matters today and the update time is a bit messy.

The Hedgehog Cat backend seems to have returned to normal. I will try to restore the update time to the previous time.

693. The Devil in the Desert, the Girl Named Musashi

The fall of Marduk does not mean that Sakura won the war.

Alaya, or the human principle of present pan-human history.

Sakura would never be allowed to continue to exist.

Even though Sakura still thinks she is a member of the human race, even though Sakura is the key to breaking her fate…

It doesn't matter whether Sakura is good or evil, as long as she has such power, she is a threat in Alaya's eyes.

It is like a nuclear power plant that can bring endless energy and a bright future to all mankind.

The existence of this nuclear power plant may be completely harmless in the eyes of many people. It can even be regarded as a treasure of mankind and the future of mankind.

But in the eyes of Alaya, the ultimate protection mechanism of human nature, this nuclear power plant is a huge threat that can destroy humanity.

Even if there is only a one in a million chance that an accident might occur in this nuclear power plant, causing the extinction of all mankind, in order to prevent this one in a million possibility from happening, Alaya will definitely clear out this nuclear power plant without hesitation and ruthlessly.

In Alaya's eyes, Sakura at this moment was equivalent to such a nuclear power plant.

Sakura, who cannot be observed by predictive abilities such as clairvoyance, is more likely to have an accident than the nuclear power plant in the example.

For this reason, Alaya once wanted to find a new way out in Sakura, a special existence that could not be bound by fate, and avoid the inevitable destruction. Even if he gave up this hope, he was still determined to destroy Sakura.

The logic of inhibition has long been understood.

Sakura knows that once she grows to a certain level, she will inevitably incur Alaya's hostility.

In fact, I have already prepared for this...

The reason why Sakura allowed this ultimate battle to break out was to resolve everything once and for all.

Otherwise, a war with gods does not deserve to be called the ultimate battle.

"The second half has begun. Alaya, what are you going to do next?"

Sakura mobilized the world's earth veins to repair the land and sky near Mount Olympus.

And said this silently from my mouth.

Somewhere on the edge of a battlefield where fighting was still going on, a drunken-looking girl with pink hair, wearing a samurai outfit that was a mixture of modern and ancient styles, with two samurai swords on her waist, was holding a chalice filled with wine. She opened her eyes dazedly with a smell of alcohol.

"I was drinking in the Demon King's castle just now... Ah, my ability has activated again. This is such a headache, but where am I..."

The girl stood up from the ground carelessly. She had already felt the constant vibrations from the battlefield in the distance. Then she rubbed her pink hair and walked towards the battlefield with big strides without any fear.

　【#

In front of a fortress standing in the vast yellow sand.

The blood flowing from countless corpses still turned the desert in front of the fortress into a pool of bloody mud.

But even this battlefield looks more terrifying than hell.

But at this moment on the battlefield and on the walls of the fortress, there are still countless creatures and evil spirits, as well as several gods and ghosts, who are fighting frantically with red eyes like wild beasts.

The craziest one among them is a certain female god who is like a ghost... or a demon, who is leading countless evil spirits to attack the fortress frantically, fighting one against three.

The demon god was swinging his hairless tail and waving a green sword, which looked almost as big as a hill. He was standing on a large purple cloud, had evil ghost feet on his head, and had lavender skin.

He quickly swung the giant sword in his hand, and together with the gate of the fortress, he slew the weak gods whose names he did not know who were blocking his way.

"Ghosts in front and behind...kill them all..."

As the demon god spoke, these words came out of his mouth lightly.

At this moment, the two demons standing behind the demon god were over three meters tall, wearing Japanese armor and masks, and their entire bodies were wrapped in armor. They immediately drew out the wild swords at their waists.

Roaring, he opened the Rashomon, summoned more demons from it, and rushed into the fortress with its gates open.

And just as a massacre by an evil spirit was about to begin.

The girl who had just opened her eyes in this world not long ago, now already felt this hellish area.

I saw the familiar figure of the evil spirit, and the fortress that had been breached and was being bathed in blood.

The girl who had already stepped into this hell immediately drew the samurai sword at her waist and appeared in the middle of a group of evil spirits on the battlefield as if teleporting.

Then there was a flash of a knife, and the heads of countless evil spirits flew up in an instant, with blood spurting out like fireworks. The bodies of several evil spirits fell into the mixture of blood plasma and yellow sand that looked like flesh and blood.

"Don't do evil, evil spirit—Shinmen Musashi is here!"

Just as the girl named Musashi instantly entered the battlefield, killed several evil spirits with one blow, and shouted her name towards the huge demon with great momentum.

Suddenly noticing the human corpses on the battlefield, Musashi seemed to be feeling something was wrong, and his momentum gradually faded...

"Ah... Why do humans have snake tails...?"

"Because they are not human."

Just as Musashi, whose momentum suddenly weakened, murmured her doubts in a puzzled tone.

The demon god, who was as big as a hill, instantly shrank to the size of a normal human being and appeared directly in front of Musashi, answering her doubts.

"You are dressed like this... Warrior, you must be Huo Yuan Liming, the reinforcements arranged to support us, right?"

"Ah, Huo Yuanli Ming...?"

He frowned slightly, then looked at Musashi again.

The demon god, sensing the mixed aura of a god and a servant on Musashi, then spoke.

"Did Huo Yuanli tell you about his mission..."

"I don't understand what you are talking about. I am just a traveler... I have only heard of the legend of Huoyuan Liming God, but I have never seen him..."

"Aren't you the reinforcements arranged by Huo Yuan Liming..."

Looking at Musashi who seemed to know nothing, the demon god slowly raised the sword in his hand.

"Hey, wait... I'm sorry for accidentally killing your subordinates, but... before we start fighting, can you tell me where exactly this place is, what happened between you and these monsters with snake tails and human bodies, and Huo Yuanli Ming..."

镪~!

The ground beneath Musashi's feet suddenly cracked.

Including the legs in the black stockings, they instantly sank into the muddy sand mixed with blood and yellow sand.

Although he was very embarrassed, Musashi did rely on the two samurai swords in his hands, relying on his sword skills to escape the terrifying power of the sword without any injury, and took the sword of the demon god...

694. Ibuki Douji, Chaldea in Trouble

"You can actually take on this..."

“Very reluctantly!”

"Yes, you are qualified... This is the Lostbelt of the Age of Gods, a land of doomsday for the gods ravaged by the Witch of Disaster... I am the son of Yaki, Ibuki Douji, and I am following the orders of Honoka Rimi to go to the end of this yellow sand to find an organization called Chaldea, and ask them to seek justice for the God Owatatsumi who was killed by the Witch's men, and to retrieve his soul..."

I heard the name of Chaldea and listened to what Ibuki-douji said.

Musashi's eyes lit up and he scratched his head. Then he immediately put away the samurai sword in his hand and pulled his legs out of the mud under his feet.

Then Musashi first looked at the torn socks with a little heartache, and then looked at the corpses of the evil spirits at his feet who had been shattered to pieces by the wind pressure of the magic sword with a hint of apology.

Having already made up his mind, Musashi immediately spoke very sincerely.

"I thought it was a ghost causing trouble. Sorry, please allow me to follow you and make up for the damage caused by my impulsiveness."