You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

"Please stop teasing me... A healthy body is something I desperately desire, if only I could—"

Iori suddenly raised her hand, signaling Alice to stop, and then listened intently as if sensing something.

After a moment, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Are you welcoming me this much as soon as I arrive?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the plane began to shake violently, like a bird caught in a storm, causing everything to spiral out of control.

The plane was not only filled with members of the magic society, but also with ordinary waiters. They immediately gripped the armrests and fastened their seatbelts, unable to help but feel nervous.

The captain's voice came through the cabin, saying that they had encountered sudden extreme weather, but the plane was not damaged and the situation was still under control, so everyone should not panic.

Iori didn't listen to what was coming next. He looked out the window, his eyes narrowed as he saw streaks of lightning in the chaotic storm, as dense as koi in a fishpond!

Strangely, despite the storm's immense power, it caused no damage to the aircraft. The thunder's fury was so intense, yet not a single bolt struck the vicinity of the plane, as if an invisible protective layer had shielded everything from it.

"This is……"

Alice noticed this and couldn't help but look at Iori.

Although it looks like he's not doing anything, only he could do something like that!

At this moment, Iori was in a bad mood: he had only come to fight a dungeon of the Unruly God, but someone had come up and tried to intimidate him right away, which was really annoying.

"Can't find the main body?"

Iori glanced coldly at the storm outside the window, then suddenly a golden rainbow flashed in her eyes. The next moment, the lightning in the clouds disappeared, and the rain subsided.

But it only paused briefly before the lightning struck again, accompanied by wind and rain, making it feel like the end of the world!

As Iori extended two fingers together, the lightning bolts flew toward the same place, as if swallows were returning to their nests. The immense power was compressed into a blade of light that pierced through the clouds and almost tore the sky apart!

This is not just Iori's power. He first used "The Usurper" to steal a portion of someone's thunder divinity, and then used it together with his own storm divinity to create this being.

"It's quite spectacular... I'll give it to you."

With a snap of his fingers, Iori casually said, "Battle over." The Usurper's ability was canceled, and the stolen divinity returned to its original body—along with the world-shaking, lightning-infused Sky-Splitting Blade!

Like a bolt of lightning, a flash of white light and the giant sword vanished from the sky, followed by a deep, resounding roar from an unknown distance, perhaps even in another realm—

boom! ! !

The rumbling thunder echoed in the sky, like a furious roar and a painful growl, lingering for a long time...

Iori glanced at the clouds that had returned to calm and the sun that was gradually rising in the distance, smiled slightly, picked up the coffee that the waiter had poured for her, and began to enjoy her breakfast.

"You're welcome, Your Majesty."

Chapter 360 There seem to be a lot of Susanoo in this world.

The severe weather did not hinder Iori's plans. After "returning" the lightning sword, the storm subsided at a visible speed, the boundless clouds gradually dispersed, and the plane was able to continue flying smoothly.

Alice was so preoccupied with the recent events that she forgot all about her own affairs: "This power that alters the heavens... is it truly a god who defies authority? And a celestial being who controls the power of thunder..."

The blonde girl was a little nervous. In mythology, beings who can control thunder, even if they are not god-kings symbolizing power, are mostly war gods skilled in combat.

"Are you afraid?"

Iori turned around and glanced at her.

Alice blinked, then suddenly smiled mischievously: "If I were alone, I would naturally feel immense awe, but now I feel... nothing compared to you."

"Is it because I'm reliable, or is it because they fear me more than anything else?"

"That depends on whether you are a gentle or a stern ruler."

Alice met Iori's gaze and said frankly, "But at least, what I feel around you isn't just fear."

Upon hearing this, Iori raised an eyebrow, seemingly satisfied with the answer.

Alice then asked, "Should we contact air traffic control and have the captain find an airport to land at?"

The implication is that since they have encountered a disobedient god, Iori will definitely pursue the other party and continue the conflict from before—all god-killers and disobedients are hot-tempered guys, and since they have all clashed, they naturally have to settle the score.

But Iori's answer surprised her greatly: "No, let's continue on the original route and talk about it when we get to Japan."

"The Thunder God from just now...aren't you interested?"

Have you ever played multiplayer laning games?

Iori abruptly changed the subject, bringing up something seemingly unrelated, "like League of Legends or something?"

"Video games? I've never heard of League of Legends, but I roughly understand what you mean."

"That's good. There's one thing to understand when playing this kind of game:"

There's no need to chase a blood-rage opponent; they'll come back on their own.

Iori lay down again, closing her eyes to rest, and added, "He's the one who's suffered a loss now. Gods who wield the power of thunder don't have good tempers, and they definitely won't let it go. Instead of wasting our energy chasing after him, we should wait for him to come to us."

"But isn't that a bit presumptuous?"

Alice said with some concern, "He's definitely injured now, which is advantageous to us, but what if we wait for him to come back..."

Everything has its order.

Iori remained unmoved. "Since we've already made plans to go to Japan, we should naturally see it through to the end unless something unforeseen happens."

There's another reason Iori didn't mention, and that's the two hidden bosses in Japan:

For Iori, Susanoo and Sun Wukong are more valuable than ordinary disobedient gods.

If he is to become a god-slayer, killing the former can further enhance his Susanoo status, while the latter, as a top-tier steel hero, can at least allow Iori to enjoy a thoroughly enjoyable battle!

Alice was unsure of Iori's thoughts, but she was surprised that the god before her was so "rational," able to calmly analyze the gains and losses after a conflict with the enemy, completely different from the disobedient god-slayer she remembered!

This further confirmed her judgment:

Iori is likely a heroic god who descended from heaven to become human, so even though he appeared in the world, he was not consumed by madness and maintained his rationality.

It's just unknown what kind of great undertaking Iori was willing to undertake to be reincarnated...

Thinking of this, the golden princess suddenly tensed up, her slender fingers pressing against the Prometheus Slab, her fingertips turning slightly white.

She suddenly realized that if Iori was undergoing a trial that was no different from a myth, then she already had a "role" in this story!

If compared to similar mythological stories, the stone tablet entrusted to her for safekeeping could very well become a key prop!

Thinking this, Alice couldn't help but stare absently at Iori's profile.

I just don't know if her role in this story is the female lead, or just a tool to provide convenience...

Alice suddenly snapped out of her daze, realizing she had fallen into the "handsome man trap" once again, and a blush crept onto her fair face.

……

"Welcome to Japan, distinguished guest."

The Council of Wise Men only sent a note to the local forces in Japan announcing their upcoming visit, without notifying them of the specific flight and time. However, when they walked out of the airport, they still saw people coming to greet them.

He was a man in his thirties who looked somewhat down on his luck, with a worldly, ingratiating smile on his face. Although he was wearing a suit, he inexplicably didn't exude any capable air; instead, he looked like an office worker dragged down by a midlife crisis.

However, a very subtle fluctuation could be sensed from Fang Ju, suggesting that he was not an ordinary person, but rather a resident of the mystical side.

Besides him, there was another person, but unlike the miserable, down-on-his-luck middle-aged man, this person exuded the dignified air of an upper-class person even just standing there without saying a word.

She looked quite young, probably between junior high and high school age. Although she was a girl, she was dressed in men's clothing. Apart from that, she was unremarkable, and even wore glasses to reinforce that impression.

However, this is a classic case of protesting too much, because no matter how you look at her, she's a beautiful young woman. After all, in this day and age, tomboys have become a kind of endearing trait, and a beautiful, spirited woman is also very popular.

She possessed an undeniable air of sophistication, which contrasted sharply with the dejected appearance of her companions.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be a representative sent by the Japanese secret society... Judging from her age, if she is not some genius who is ahead of her time, then she should be the heir of a large family, otherwise she does not have the corresponding weight!

"Your Highness Alice."

A short-haired girl dressed in men's clothing stepped forward, bowed formally, and greeted them: "Was your journey smooth? You must all be very tired after traveling all the way from Britain to Japan. Please follow us. The committee has prepared a place for you to rest."

After saying that, she glanced around and, not seeing the target she expected, her brows furrowed slightly.

She spoke in a humble and polite manner, but her gaze swept over Alice and the others with extreme caution.

Because Iori claimed that he was not a god who did not obey, the Council of Wise Men did not dare to be too explicit when contacting the mystical side of Japan. They only announced that a "big shot" was coming, accompanied by the former chairman Alice.

However, Alice's team doesn't have any distinguished "big shots" in it, which makes the girl who came to pick her up at the airport suspicious.

"Committee? So you're the representative of the [Committee for Compiling Official History]."

Alice nodded slightly.

Although the name of this magic society sounds strange, it is headed by the four major families of the mystical side, unites the forces of Shintoism and Buddhism, and brings all the magicians in Japan under its command. It is almost a behemoth of an official institution!

While not widely known, few organizations worldwide can rival the committee in terms of sheer power, and in Japan, it truly holds absolute sway.

“My name is Amakasu Touma, and I am your driver.”

The middle-aged man introduced himself, "This gentleman who came with me..."

“Saya-miya Kaoru, please take good care of me, everyone.”

Tomboy is an important member of one of the four major families, "Saya-miya".

Although young, she is both literate and skilled in martial arts. Her elite education from childhood has enabled her to communicate with different people in different ways and with different attitudes and styles. She may seem unapproachable, but she is actually a person with high emotional intelligence.

"I wonder, which one is the 'great one' that the Council of Wise Men speaks of, the one who hopes to awaken the disobedient gods in Japan?"

Alice and the others exchanged glances, their faces showing slightly awkward but polite smiles: "Lord Aizen is not here. He is very interested in the world-renowned Mount Fuji in Japan and has already left to experience climbing it."

"what?!"

Touma exclaimed in surprise, and Saya-miya's eyes widened as well, feeling extremely frustrated at not receiving the most important person.

However, this was also a good opportunity. While Iori, the "mysterious character," was away, Touma sat in the driver's seat on the way to their residence, while Alice and Saya-miya were the only two in the back. It was clear that the priestess was deliberately separated from the others so that they could exchange some information privately.

“Princess Alice, you are highly respected throughout the magic world, and we do not believe you would lie or deceive us… but this matter is too far-fetched, and we would like to verify it with you.”

Saya-no-miya paused, carefully organizing her thoughts before asking, "The identity of the distinguished guest brought by the Council of Sages this time...?"

……

Regardless of how Alice negotiated with the local forces, Iori left early and came to the foot of Mount Fuji alone. Instead of taking the main road for cars and ignoring the specially opened mountain route, he chose a rugged path that had been neglected for many years and was covered by weeds.

As autumn deepens, the fiery red maple leaves gradually turn to withered yellow. Along the long mountain path, maple leaves can be seen everywhere, fluttering in the wind like a blazing inferno.

As you venture deeper, you are replaced by towering fir trees, lacking the splendor of autumn maples or the poignant beauty of cherry blossoms. They stand like rows of soldiers covering the undulating hills, forming a boundless sea of ​​trees.

What it possesses is a silent, unspoken authority, and a majesty that inspires awe in humanity from the very core of its being…

The unique scenery put Iori in a good mood. Although he was only walking on his own two feet, his speed was surprisingly fast. He quickly left the foot of the mountain and began to climb the volcano, which has special significance in Japan.

Whether from the perspective of mythological records, traditional understanding, or mysticism, Mount Fuji is of paramount importance to Japan.

Iori did not deliberately conceal his aura while climbing the mountain. He climbed step by step, and his momentum gradually increased. The huge mountain seemed to be shrinking to him, as if he wanted to trample the entire Mount Fuji under his feet and completely conquer it.

The immense magical power distorted the surrounding landscape like a celestial body, almost triggering the earth's veins within the mountain!

He didn't know how much time had passed, but when he had already passed the halfway point of the mountain and could see the snow-covered mountaintop, he suddenly stopped and halted his advance for the first time.

Following the path carved out by jagged rocks, a small shrine... or rather, a Buddhist shrine, was found hidden among the rocks.

It was built with rough obsidian and mud, and the whole thing was less than a person tall. It looked like a child's haphazardly piled-up joke, but the surface was covered with moss, and it was unknown how long it had been there.

In this shrine, where the sacred object should be placed, there is no statue or memorial tablet, but a piece of iron that looks unremarkable—it would be a stretch to call it a sword.

Iori narrowed his eyes slightly. Although it was subtle, he could sense a powerful magical force on it. It looked simple, but it contained some kind of exquisite magic formula, which was something no human magician could do.

--boring.

Yes, such mystification is just boring to Iori.

Instead of cooperating by pulling out the dark iron plate and triggering the spell inside, he directly raised his hand and released a wave of magic power, using the enhanced basic Kido [Rush] to shatter the shrine.

hum!

A white halo covered the ground, encompassing Iori's body as well, and the surrounding spacetime shifted in the next moment—

At the same time, Iori reached down and pressed her hand on her waist, and the [Dimensional Array Shangri-La] was quietly activated, completely recording the coordinate changes during this time-space travel.

—It felt as if her body had passed through a layer of water. A slight dizziness came over her, but Iori quickly regained her composure and defeated it. Then she realized that the surrounding environment was completely different.

"This is……"

Iori opened her eyes and calmly looked around.

To the naked eye, this place is no different from the real world; it looks like a lush, green forest. However, when Iori looks closely, it seems as if there is a layer of something between them, and it is not clear in the hazy distance.

"Well!"