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

All followers of "King Sheng" will receive a soul blessing, greatly enhancing their willpower, resistance to abnormal statuses, and increasing their maximum ability value (depending on the specific situation).

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Gained 13456 experience points;

Gained 16453 experience points;

Gain experience points...

Total assignable levels: 71;

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Meet the conditions to activate the hidden class (solo, one life, consecutively kill at least five unique Mythic-level BOSSes across the entire server).

Special professions:

【Ragnarok】

Level cap 5.

Attributes at a glance...

Inherent skills.

Godslayer EX;

War God EX;

(After defeating a Mythic-level BOSS, an additional piece of equipment or skill will always drop.)

Note: Only one version can exist!

This profession is a hidden Easter egg that appears under specific conditions, and once triggered, it will only be saved until the next expansion update.

After the update, the hidden classes will disappear, class levels will be returned, and equipment obtained during the update will be sent to players' mailboxes at a discount based on "in-game currency".

Furthermore, this class cannot be used to participate in arenas or any events, and the corresponding class level is automatically hidden.

Chapter 406 Athena, you should know your shame!

In the battle against the goddess of fate, Iori gained a great deal, the most of all his adventures, but this was not due to a stroke of luck, but rather the result of accumulated experience.

"Art style value +100" seems amazing, but the CGs that can be refreshed can accumulate in a snowballing manner. Iori had accumulated quite a lot of CGs by defeating Susanoo, Monkey King and other disobedient gods. This time, he defeated so many demon kings in succession, so the new CGs that came with the upgrade are of high quality. In fact, this 100 art style value is not an exaggeration at all.

This translates to a full thousand spiritual pressure values. Not to mention powers, divine artifacts, or other such means, this alone would elevate Iori's strength to a whole new level.

Previously, when examining himself, he often used Yamamoto-sensei as a standard. As a well-rounded warrior, Captain-Commander Yamamoto was indeed a good reference point. But from now on, if he wanted to measure Iori's strength... the level of this "strongest Grim Reaper" would be slightly insufficient.

It's no exaggeration to say that Iori's current strength is second only to the unknown Soul King in the entire Bleach series.

As for Yhwach and the Great Monk, it depends on their "mechanics" and their compatibility with Iori.

However, Iori actually has an intelligence advantage, which is very important in battle. He is not a blank slate like Kurosaki Ichigo who can only charge in headfirst; he has the means and resources to plan ahead.

After all, in a sense, he is also a complete mechanic monster, possessing the "Third Law" and the "Usurper"!

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"They actually killed the Goddess of Fate... How... How could this be..."

The starry sky had disappeared, and the beautiful moonlight once again bathed the earth. Athena, Alice, and the others stood on the grass waiting for Iori. Some of them were overjoyed, while others pretended to be calm but were excited inside.

Guinevere seemed to have her entire worldview shattered, muttering to herself, "His Highness rejected 'fate'? But that's impossible. As the 'Last King,' he has done it countless times... Why has this happened?"

A conjecture surfaced in the God Ancestor's mind, causing her face to turn deathly pale and her body to tremble as if she had been chilled.

"poor guy."

Athena, who had always looked down on Guinevere, sighed slightly and shook her head with regret. "You were once a beautiful and noble goddess. How could you have fallen to this point, even resorting to self-deception?"

"If, if he really isn't His Highness, really isn't that king... No, I don't believe it! It can't be!"

"But that's what it is."

A calm voice came from behind, instantly calming Guinevere down. Hearing that familiar voice, the golden-haired young goddess bit her lip tightly, drawing a trickle of blood.

Athena and the others looked in surprise at the suddenly appearing white-haired boy:

Although I knew of this person's existence to some extent before, this was truly the first time I had ever seen him in person.

Guinevere took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and looked at the white-haired hero with eyes that were a mixture of sorrow and joy.

This time, the person in front of her perfectly matched her imagination, further awakening ancient memories. All sorts of thoughts accumulated over countless years surged into her mind. The emotions were so intense and complex that Guinevere was unable to express them.

“…Your Highness.”

After a long silence, Guinevere said, "I've finally waited for you."

"I'm sorry... your name is Guinevere now, right?"

Rama, in his semi-transparent form, revealed a relieved smile: "Only now can I come to see you with a clear conscience, and... you should understand what I'm going to say."

"...My king, why are you running away?"

Although she knew what she was going to hear, Guinevere still asked the question with her head down.

"Because I'm tired."

Rama said very sincerely, "Moreover, I abhor this cycle of reincarnation that brings disaster to the world."

Born as a hero, he later finds himself causing the world to descend into apocalypse due to his awakening—something he finds most unacceptable.

Just like a certain red archer who, after becoming a guardian of humanity, realized that he was saving the world by "killing".

This is correct, it conforms to the rules, and it is recognized by the world—but I alone cannot allow it!

"I'm not as strong as you imagine..."

Rama spoke at length, explaining the whole story to Guinevere, from how he met Iori to how he hid to escape his fate.

"...That's how it is. No matter how much you resent me, I am willing to bear it, because this is the karma I created."

“I…should indeed harbor resentment.”

Having abandoned her life and divinity, she fell from goddess to god-ancestor, and persevered for hundreds of years with incomplete memories... How much I once longed to meet you, how much I now resent your ruthlessness.

But... even so..."

Guinevere raised her face, looked deeply into Rama's eyes, and smiled serenely: "Even so, I still love you hopelessly... Your Highness."

"Really? Thanks."

Rama paused for a moment, then smiled gently; "In that case, I will have no regrets."

After saying this, Prince Rama glanced at Iori again, nodded in acknowledgment, and then his body transformed into specks of spiritual light and flew into the sky.

The golden-haired god raised his head to look at the golden particles of light rising towards the moon, slowly closed his eyes, and a crystal tear rolled down his cheek.

"Farewell, my prince, farewell... to my past self."

This sentence seems to express the bitterness of hundreds or thousands of years, but it also seems to contain an indescribable sweetness.

The wise goddess also watched this scene, staring at Guinevere's face for a long time, her face showing confusion and curiosity, before staring blankly at Iori.

"Is falling in love with someone... such a painful thing? It's almost like being a lowly human being."

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The plan came to a perfect end. Iori successfully defeated the Goddess of Fate and skipped the final boss, the "Last King." She also defeated and banished all the Demon Kings, achieving a resounding victory.

Having achieved her long-held goal, it felt like a huge weight had been lifted from her heart. Although the newly acquired powers were somewhat difficult to grasp, Iori was truly at ease. She rarely put aside her daily training and ignored all other matters, instead enjoying a leisurely trip around the world.

Originally, for Iori, who could travel thousands of miles in an instant and traverse the seven continents in a day, neither the snow-capped mountains that never melted for thousands of years nor the clear lakes and seas were particularly magnificent sights.

But this time, seeing the boundless grasslands, the towering cliffs of the rift valleys, and the endless forests, I felt a healing beauty of nature, not as a demon king or hero, but as one of the many beings in this vast world, appreciating these scenes.

—He even took normal transportation and wandered around with ordinary people. His entourage was not even as grand as that of celebrities. No one would have guessed that this tourist wearing sunglasses was actually the "King" of all primates on Earth!

He felt that his current state was somewhat subtle, but it was not a bad thing. His mood had also changed slightly, and he had almost no worries. He was as exquisite and clear as a piece of jade that had been cleansed of impurities.

In this state, she should have been able to comprehend Bankai, and the spiritual pressure requirements should have been met long ago. However, when Iori called out "Mirror of Still Water," she could not obtain the true name for further progress. The sword spirit was unwilling to reveal its inner self and communicated with Iori with a "changing mask" on its face.

He could have tried to forcefully tame it, but he didn't in the end. Firstly, he didn't want to cause any problems with his Bankai (he could sense that there were some reasons hindering him), and secondly, he really didn't have any needs.

Unless it's an extremely high-end rule-based ability, it's not very useful for Iori right now.

Even with his spiritual pressure level, he couldn't achieve Bankai. I wonder if there has ever been such a difficult situation in the entire history of Soul Society... I don't quite understand the reason, but Iori, who is clear-headed, is not troubled by this and accepts the result peacefully.

Regardless of any secrets or obstacles involved in the Shinigami-type abilities, as long as you go to the Soul King's Palace and meet the high priest or the Soul King himself, you will definitely get the answer.

Iori believes that day will come.

If there's anything disharmonious about this period... it's probably that Athena inexplicably went "introverted".

For some reason, the goddess of wisdom has greatly reduced her activity time compared to before, and she stays in the laurel wreath artifact that houses the soul whenever she has nothing to do—she doesn't even want to go into Iori's shadow anymore.

As for the upheaval caused by his banishment of all the Demon Kings, and the turmoil he created among the magicians... that was none of Iori's business and had absolutely no impact on him.

There's definitely an undercurrent of tension, but those demon lords still have a chance to return, and the top powers of various countries will not act rashly. However, until the demon lords return, serving Iori wholeheartedly is a must!

The magicians of this world have never seen anyone like Iori. She is like a "monarchical autocracy" among gods, a demon king among demon kings.

He was previously known by many as the "King of War," and was considered a symbol of power among the god-slayers.

Now it seems that this title is not excessive at all, but rather somewhat insufficient to demonstrate his authority. Therefore, after careful consideration, Princess Alice, the former chairperson of the Council of Sages, was chosen as the representative of the entire mystical side of human society to bestow the title of honor upon Iori, which reads:

【Holy King】!

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"Huh...huh...huh..."

Under the starry night sky, in the royal palace at the heart of the empire, in Sera's room, came tired and rapid breathing, mixed with hoarse chants that sounded like someone unable to bear the torture.

After a while, his breathing gradually slowed down, and he occasionally let out a muffled groan in a show of bravado.

A moment later, her fair, delicate hands gripped the bedsheets tightly with astonishing force, leaving extremely difficult-to-iron wrinkles on the impeccably high-quality fabric that would make any maid blush and her heart race.

However, this is also part of the daily work of palace maids, and there are many other marks that would bother them besides wrinkles, so it's really nothing.

"call……"

The soft bed trembled slightly, and Iori felt a weight on his body. The girl buried her head in his neck, pressing all her weight on him as if she had exhausted herself. The cool, silvery-white hair brushed against his skin, making him feel itchy.

He was so engrossed in the moment that he paused for a moment, then gently embraced Sera, letting her cat-like whimper be drowned out by his burning lips.

The young heroine was utterly routed by the Demon King's relentless attacks. She had thought she had gained enough experience points and leveled up quite a bit, and was somewhat confident that she could hold her own even if she couldn't win. Now she realized that she had miscalculated.

She thought that by joining the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect, she had gained an unlimited health bar and stamina, making her completely comparable to Iori.

But little did she know that this did not change the fact that she was clumsy and was still being manipulated by Iori's "fast and slow knives".

The uninterrupted 17-hit combo and the zero-frame start throws... even with an infinite health bar, the player's feeling of being ravaged will not be diminished in the slightest.

Unfortunately, this wicked boss also knows all sorts of staff techniques. Whether it's the powerful chopping staff that can build up momentum while moving, the standing staff that can support the sky and split Mount Hua, or the thrusting staff that advances with a step back, they all make it difficult for her to deal with, and she can always be stunned for a long time.

The thought that many of her moves weren't learned through sparring with him left Sera feeling resentful, but the more she tried to "teach" Iori a lesson, the more he seemed to have her under his control, leaving her utterly helpless.

"Oh, damn it—wait!"

I...please...have mercy on me..."

"Don't worry, I still have one more move: Phoenix Piercing Flowers!"

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With her face still flushed, Sera, slightly drunk, propped herself up, wrapped the sheet around her body, and when she got out of bed, her legs were noticeably weak and her waist swayed almost imperceptibly, but she still managed to stand up.

Her body could actually handle it, but this kind of thing was different from fighting. Neither she nor Iori would deliberately strengthen their physical fitness, nor would they block out their senses... otherwise it would be too boring.

So, there's no problem with physical strength, but various sensations still linger in the body, causing fatigue and a dazed state, much like when one is drunk.

She went into the bathroom, and then the sound of running water filled the room.

Iori leaned against the bed, raising an eyebrow: "You're taking a shower already? You still have time today? Didn't you promise to make me completely submit and never go out and flirt with other women again?"

Then you'll have to try harder a few more times!

"...beast."

When the bathroom door opened, Sera's head peeked out, her hair still wet. From under her armpits, you could see a towel that was almost stuck to her skin after getting wet, revealing her perfect curves.