Tokyo: Starting from the Miko Sister

Tsuchimikado Mari glanced at the dying old man and guessed that this should be some kind of divine service technique.

Priests used similar spells frequently thousands of years ago.

Communicate with the gods to gain powers beyond those of ordinary spells.

But when the gods disappeared, they became extinct.

Its appearance now means that the snake spirit is connected to the gods.

The gods of the Takamagahara ruins should not be completely dead.

Tsuchimikado Mari narrowed her eyes.

If this news gets out, it will probably drive fifth-level psychics crazy.

Because the gods are not dead, it means it is easier to obtain the method of advancement.

Especially a dying god.

Tsuchimikado Mari thought for a moment and took out a folding fan.

White with a few butterflies painted on it.

The giant snake overhead swooped down.

Along with the divine power, the entire space was shaking.

Tsuchimikado Mari opened her folding fan and chanted a spell.

In an instant, terrifying spiritual energy gushed out, and the butterfly on the folding fan flew up with the wind and collided with the giant snake.

The storm is coming.

Countless afterwaves expanded in all directions like a tsunami.

A wind-like barrier suddenly appeared on Haruhiko's body.

The Wind Demon Bracelet was triggered.

This means that even the aftermath has the strength of a third-tier spell.

It's so scary.

Haruhiko thought about it and took out the Fiery Dragon Talisman.

His target is the old man.

The flames transformed into a dragon and flew away.

As a third-level talisman, it withstood the aftermath, but even so, it became much dimmer.

But killing an old man who is running out of energy is not a big problem.

The game prompt sounds.

Another three hundred and twenty points of spiritual energy arrived.

In this way, his total spiritual energy exceeded eight thousand points.

There are still two thousand points left before advancement.

The incessant sound of the wind gradually died down.

Tsuchimikado Mari's figure reappears.

Just like before, there were no injuries and even the kimono was intact.

But she did not turn back into a human and still maintained her demon body.

To be honest, Haruhiko thought her demon body was quite pretty.

Especially the kimono and the black and white stockings.

"Let's go down."

Tsuchimikado Mari ignored Haruhiko who was trying to steal the head, and her eyes fell on the tubular staircase of the funnel building.

The sight of the old man and the middle-aged man fighting to the death was truly cause for concern.

Of course, it's also because of their loyalty.

Tsuchimikado Mari understood how fanatical those servants of the gods were.

Thousands of years ago, no one dared to provoke the priests.

Takahashi Kisaragi hurried forward.

At the same time, he looked at Haruhiko curiously.

The performance just now under the divine power is not something a second-level psychic can do.

He must have a fourth-level treasure on him.

But considering that he is the heir of the Tsuchimikado clan, it is understandable.

Tsuchimikado Mari didn't tell her Haruhiko's identity, but calling her the young master revealed everything.

As the three people went down, the space became increasingly narrow.

Because of the death of the old man and others, they did not encounter any obstacles and reached the bottom smoothly.

As expected, it was a magic circle.

Five broken bamboo tubes are suspended around.

The spiritual energy acted as a traction and finally gathered on a young man in the middle.

He was wearing modern casual clothes, with his eyes closed and his hair disheveled, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.

Haruhiko felt that the person looked familiar.

he mused.

This person's temperament is almost exactly the same as that of Morikawa Teru, the captured fourth-level divine envoy.

Is it a ritual of transformation by God?

Haruhiko subconsciously looked at Tsuchimikado Mari.

She looked around expressionlessly, obviously trying to see what was going on.

Haruhiko shifted his gaze and fixed it on the five pieces of bamboo.

Judging from the gap and length, they should come from the same bamboo.

In addition, there are various bamboo leaves surrounding it.

Haruhiko felt that with so many bamboo leaves, he could make several nice Kagura bells.

At this moment, he was suddenly stunned and thought he was having an illusion.

Because he heard the pleasant sound of the Kagura bells ringing.

"Kagura bell?"

Takahashi Kisaragi asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Only then did Haruhiko realize that he had indeed heard the Kagura bell and it was not an illusion.

After the bell rang, the bamboo leaves shook slightly and all gathered together, vaguely forming the shape of a witch.

"It's a woman with a Tiandian destiny."

Tsuchimikado Mari recognized the shrine maiden.

She is the goddess in the legend, the original priestess.

As she thought about it, her face changed drastically. She instantly took out her folding fan and waved it vigorously.

The flames turned into butterflies, and not one, but four.

They surrounded the bamboo leaves and immediately generated a strong traction force.

The bamboo leaves that had originally transformed into a witch were pulled out one after another and returned to their original form.

At the same time, Tsuchimikado Mari raised her hand and collected all five pieces of bamboo.

"Sister Marie."

Seeing this, Haruhiko couldn't help but speak out of curiosity.

"Do you know the legend of Tiandian Numinous Fate?"

Tsuchimikado Mari let out a breath, looked at the young man in the middle, and asked.

"know."

Haruhiko nodded.

According to the legend, Susanoo once behaved recklessly, angering Amaterasu, who then hid in Ama-Iwato.

Amanoiwato, a cave formed by rock.

Amaterasu is the embodiment of the sun. When she disappears, the world becomes dark.

In order to lure her out, the gods ordered Tiandian Nüming to dance.

This is also the origin of the original Kagura dance.

Wait, wasn’t the situation just now about Tiandian girl dancing?

Haruhiko was immediately surprised.

"It seems you have thought of it."

Tsuchimikado Mari noticed the change in his expression and said, "This is a ceremony to invite the gods to descend."

Now there is only one god in the Takamagahara ruins.

That is the Yamata no Orochi.

Naturally, he is the one to be invited as the god.

No, not necessarily.

Maybe it's a split soul.

Yamata no Orochi is different from other gods, he has eight heads.

In other words, have eight consciousnesses.

Haruhiko suddenly thought of Morikawa Teru.

Could it be that he has one of these consciousnesses?

Probably.

If he is a descendant of the Yamata no Orochi, then his behavior is understandable.

Why did he leave the Takamagahara ruins even after becoming the apprentice of the director of the Edo Archaeological Bureau?

Why do snake spirits come out in full force?

Haruhiko's eyes flickered.

Thinking about how to tell this.

"this is for you."

Tsuchimikado Mari threw out five pieces of bamboo.

Haruhiko caught it and immediately remembered the game prompt sound.

【Name: Bamboo of Tiandian female life. 】

【Status: Fifth stage.】

[Effect: Allows the player to have a second profession. ]

Haruhiko heaved a sigh of relief, finally getting the materials for the swordsman's job change.

"Master Marisaka, what should we do with this young man?"

Takahashi Kisaragi pointed at the motionless boy and asked.

“No need to deal with it.”

Tsuchimikado Mari shook her head and said, "He is a puppet body, specially used to receive the consciousness of the gods."