Chapter 211: Gods and Buddhas Surround and Block!
Suzaku stared at the red rain in her hand, carefully sensing it. It felt no different from ordinary rain.
The only distinction was its crimson color, yet the eerie part was that after analysis, she couldn't identify any factor that would cause it to appear red.
It was as if it were saying that rain was naturally this color.
So, had that god truly died?
Though she desperately didn't want to believe it, finding it particularly hard to accept, all signs pointed to this deity's disappearance.
Thus, followers who sensed it felt as if they had suddenly lost something in their hearts.
The deeper one's faith, the more intense the feeling, to the extent that they could perceive their god's death?
Consequently, those with the deepest faith, those unable to accept it, went mad.
Why did Indra die?
It was clearly related to that Mr. Renji. So, who exactly was he?
He could actually slay a god!
In any case, this incident was spiraling out of control toward an unimaginable situation.
The death of the Main God of Buddhism would drive this powerful pantheon to madness.
Simultaneously, other pantheons eyeing the vast number of followers of this deity would grow restless, attempting to seize the opportunity to infiltrate and steal believers.
In a daze, Suzaku envisioned a great war among gods, humans, and demons, engulfing all three realms in flames of battle.
"Silence!!!"
A sudden shout erupted, its source being Kyoto's Yokai general, the nine-tailed fox—Lady Yasaka.
She suddenly cast an icy glare at one of her close aides, though it was unclear what this aide had just said. Because a soundproof barrier had been deliberately erected, Suzaku didn't know either.
"Since when have the Yokai of Kyoto become so ungrateful?"
She glared angrily at the aide once more.
So, what exactly happened?
Considering the current situation, Suzaku quickly surmised one possibility: Lady Yasaka's subordinate wished to sever ties with Mr. Renji.
They were likely afraid of being implicated and being viewed as enemies by the gods of the Buddhist realm.
Thus, Lady Yasaka couldn't accept this. It didn't seem like an act put on deliberately for Suzaku and the others to see.
This behavior also earned Suzaku's admiration.
Of course, Suzaku wouldn't look down on that aide either.
Such thoughts were only natural, as it concerned the survival of all the Yokai in Kyoto.
Compared to a mythological pantheon like the Buddhist realm, they were far too weak, utterly incapable of resistance. Choosing to cut ties was nothing to scorn.
Meanwhile, Akeno was on the phone with someone—Rias Gremory.
Hmm?
She heard that Indra's followers worldwide were in chaos, going mad?
This global abnormal event further confirmed the death of this god.
Suddenly, Suzaku sensed something, as did her sister, and Lady Yasaka also noticed something unusual.
One by one, they turned their gazes toward a shimmering space, like ripples spreading across water, from which two figures emerged.
One was Mr. Renji, still missing an arm, his face pale and seemingly fatigued.
The severed arm wasn't far from him but rather close to them, pierced through by the Holy Spear.
The other figure made their pupils contract violently.
This figure was only half there—just the left half remained, with a large hollow in the left chest where the heart should be.
Though Suzaku had never seen this figure before, she could sense a divine aura emanating from it—even though that aura had now turned deathly still.
Looking closely at the open eyes, they had lost their luster, the pupils unfocused and unable to fixate.
The moment the pupils became completely lifeless, the body dissipated like mist.
Whoosh—!
The rain intensified abruptly.
"Is that... a vajra?"
After the figure vanished, an object fell to the ground—its shape unmistakably that of a vajra.
However, the Sacred Gear now looked as fragile as porcelain, covered in cracks and seemingly on the verge of shattering.
Suddenly, several figures lunged toward the vajra, causing Suzaku's expression to change...
They were youkai, attempting to seize the vajra.
No, more accurately, they sought to devour the faith energy imbued within the vajra—energy potent enough to elevate them to godhood.
Of course, they couldn't become chief deities, but even attaining ordinary godhood was temptation enough.
But before they could touch it, they were seized by magical hands.
As the name implied, giant hands formed of magic gripped the youkai.
Bang!
Like balloons, three youkai were crushed outright.
The sight sent a chill down the spines of other youkai who were beginning to lose themselves, their terrified eyes fixed on the one who had conjured the magical hands—Renji.
Despite appearing so frail that a strong gust might knock him over, he still possessed enough power to unleash such magic.
Yet Suzaku could tell his magical energy was nearly depleted; he was putting on a show to intimidate any would-be troublemakers.
Under the fearful gazes of the youkai, he picked up the vajra.
"Let me handle it, Akeno!"
Since the Holy Spear was closer to them, Akeno had rushed to pull it out first, but its power made it difficult for her to approach. Touching it felt like grasping a red-hot iron bar with bare hands.
This was because Akeno was a devil.
So, as Suzaku stepped forward, Akeno retreated to let her elder sister assist.
Gripping it with both hands, Suzaku exerted considerable force to pull it out. The Holy Spear wasn't merely embedded in the ground—it was secured by a sealing spell.
Fortunately, the caster of the spell had perished, and the residual power was fading; otherwise, Suzaku wouldn't have been able to lift it.
Hmm? The fingers of the impaled arm wore five rings. Glancing at Mr. Renji, she noticed his other hand also bore five rings.
Could these be King Solomon's rings?
Suddenly, Suzaku's body stiffened.
Suddenly, golden light erupted all around, and Buddhist chants began to resonate in the air.
Looking up, the divine beings of Mount Sumeru's Thirty-Three Heavens had surrounded this place!