"Rin-sama!"
"Hinata-nee!"
Yuri felt warmth in her heart at that moment.
If before, she had joined the Monster Nation to protect her family and her world.
Then now, she truly felt protected.
Her sense of belonging to the Monster Nation instantly rose.
Not only was the Historical Compilation Committee thrown into chaos because of Rin's arrival,
Even those secretly controlling it were frantically searching for his whereabouts.
"How is it?"
"Have you found that person's location?"
In the Netherworld, inside a Japanese style garden, three figures were discussing the terrifying aura that had suddenly entered Japan.
The leader was a middle aged man with a full beard.
He was Susanoo, one of Japan's three noble children, who had once descended as a Heretic God symbolizing the sea and war.
However, he had long abandoned that name and now simply called himself Old Lord.
Old Lord had hidden in the Japanese Netherworld for thousands of years, secretly manipulating Japanese society and history from the shadows.
It was no exaggeration to say that among those plotting behind the Campione world, Old Lord had a place.
Besides him, there were two others.
One was a girl of seventeen or eighteen, dressed in a brightly colored twelve layered kimono that only a noble princess of the Heian period could wear.
Her long flaxen hair draped over her shoulders, her ivory skin was smooth, and her face was as delicate as a sculpture.
This exquisitely beautiful girl was now using her clear Glass Eyes to peer through endless mist, tracing the path of destiny.
Her name was Sita.
Sita means furrow.
In ancient mythological times, she was born when all beings worshipped the earth, hence the name.
She was the ancestor of Japanese Hime Miko and the goddess who belonged to the dragon serpent defeated by the Steel Hero, the current God Ancestor.
Her decline stemmed from the shift in mythology from a matriarchal to a patriarchal society.
After being defeated by the Steel Hero God, Sita was also bound by many shackles.
For example, the concept of a goddess sacrificing herself for the fertility of the earth originated from the tale of slain gods sleeping in the soil, their bodies giving rise to abundant crops.
The most classic example was Tiamat.
She was killed by her own children, and from her corpse many new gods were born.
There were many similar myths.
In the Campione world, gods were first sealed by human myths.
Later, as human civilization transformed, male gods gained power, overthrew the goddesses, and enslaved them.
Thus, although Princess with Glass Eyes seemed to be under Susanoo's protection,
In reality, she was more like a caged bird imprisoned here.
Her existence was merely a tool to awaken The Last King.
"Truly useless."
"After all this time, you still have not found a Campione."
A hoarse voice came from the side.
It belonged to an old figure hidden beneath a black robe.
His skin was dry and shriveled, devoid of flesh, as if it had been peeled away.
He was Monk Chief Tenkai, who had attained instant Buddhahood, shedding the shackles of the flesh at the end of suffering and approaching immortality, thus gaining entry into the Netherworld to reside there for a long time.
"If you think I am too slow, you can try it yourself."
Princess with Glass Eyes did not look at him kindly.
She was taking a great risk to search for the earthly demon king.
Yes, the earthly demon king, also called the Rakshasa King, a Campione.
Although the three of them were in the Netherworld, they had sensed the terrifying disturbance earlier.
She had even been the first to observe the two major battles that took place in Athens and Egypt.
Though the process had not been clear and the scenes were fragmented,
Even what she could see was enough to shock her.
The newly born Campione was a monster.
She firmly believed this.
"This Seventh King is different from the other six Kings."
"Different?"
Monk Chief Tenkai said, "How is he different? Are they not all just a group of lucky fools?"
As a Buddha who had cultivated for hundreds of years, he naturally envied Campiones who ascended in a single step.
"I hope when you meet him, you can still be this arrogant."
She complained, but her hands continued moving without pause.
"I see him!"
Suddenly, her spiritual vision broke through layers of magic power and caught a corner of present day Japan.
"I found him. He is in…"
"Oh no!"
Her expression changed drastically, as if she had witnessed something terrifying.
"Hoo. Hoo."
She forcibly cut off her spiritual vision and collapsed to the ground, completely weak.
She panted heavily as cold sweat dripped from her forehead.
It was hard to imagine that a God Ancestor who had long transcended mortals would appear so disheveled.
This showed how great the shock had been.
"What happened?"
Old Lord ignored her state. He only cared about information regarding Rin.
"What did you see? Where is he? And his strength, speak quickly!"
His sudden arrival had clearly unsettled Old Lord.
If Rin had already made a move, Old Lord would have awakened the Monkey God Lord and sent him to deal with this foreign Rakshasa King.
"I cannot say."
She could not imagine what kind of existence could be so strangely distorted.
Chaos and void.
Those were the only two words she could think of after using spiritual vision on him.
As for clearer images,
She truly could not describe those indescribable scenes.
"What do you mean?"
Old Lord said coldly, "Now is not the time to be willful."
"I am serious."
Startled by his sudden change in tone, she felt the pressure of being bound by the Hero God. She could not resist him at all.
"That Campione, the Seventh King, is in a very unusual state."
The moment those words left her mouth, a terrifying spiritual power, like a violent storm, slammed into the forbidden land where the three of them resided.
(To be continued.)