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Chapter 871 Kid, do you think there are fish in the River of Three Crossings?

Eternal life.

Ciji Hospital.

A hospital room located on a lower floor. This spacious room was completely covered in blood and flesh, with slowly writhing scarlet walls and ceilings embedded with glass jars filled with transparent grease, some of which were also soaking strangely shaped unknown objects.

The hospital area controlled by Shin-Takamori has undergone several renovations, and currently only this one ward retains the scene set with blood and flesh.

This is Takiyasha-hime's long-term residence.

"Hmm, I think I've grown a little taller."

At this moment, Takihime in the room was admiring her naked body with a look of ecstasy.

Carefully observing her own development is something Takihime does every day. Compared to when she was just a head, carried to the hospital by Kamiyagawa—

Although Takihime still only has a head, the veins and blood vessels extending from the severed neck have grown considerably. The dark red blood vessels and nerves, like plant roots, have deeply penetrated the nutrient-rich flesh floor, rising nearly two meters high, and are pulsating slightly with some invisible rhythm.

In the center of these wriggling, slender "branches," exposed organs hang down, as fresh as newly formed fruit.

If when Takihime first arrived at the hospital, rooted to the flesh-and-blood floor, she resembled a strangely blooming "beautiful flower," then now, under the long-term care and attention of the foot-selling old woman, she has grown into something resembling a strange tree...

But no matter what, growth is a good thing.

"Hum~"

Takihime hummed softly, her body swaying like seaweed in the waves, her head reaching towards the window of the ward. She pressed herself against the window, now resembling a large centipede clinging to the wall.

Thanks to having grown taller recently, Takihime can move around in her room much more freely. Before, when she was just a short stalk, her head couldn't even reach the window, let alone stick it out for some fresh air.

In the open space downstairs from the hospital, a towering black dog, as majestic as a mountain, was lying on its side.

Sparks occasionally flew from the large dog's body, and its breath carried the aura of dragons and snakes. Even when it lay there like this, it exuded an imposing presence without being angry.

Beside the large dog with such a terrifying aura was a child who, at first glance, appeared soft and harmless. The child had beautiful azure hair and eyes, and was holding a large, iridescent conch shell and a magnificent scepter in his arms, looking quite full.

The relationship between this beast and this human must be very good.

The large dog let the child rest against its soft belly, and its whole body was incredibly hot, but it deliberately suppressed the flames and sparks only where the child was.

"It looks quite cozy."

Takihime, who witnessed this scene, thought to herself.

However, she knew in her heart that the child downstairs with the giant black dog was not someone who needed to be protected.

The child's name was Kujira, and he was unexpectedly a little boy. Despite his harmless and easily manipulated appearance, he was, like the dog god beside him, a genuine deity.

And speaking of it...

Two days ago, when Takihime put her head close to the window for the first time, she made eye contact with the Kujira downstairs.

For a moment, the child seemed a little flustered.

But then Takihime leaned even further out of the window, and Kujira calmly waved and greeted her.

weird child...

Takihime continued to observe Inugami and Kujira downstairs when she suddenly felt a gaze fall upon her.

She looked up and saw a boy sitting on the edge of the rooftop at the top of the hospital.

The boy had one leg bent, his arm casually resting on his knee, while the other leg dangled down, his toes lightly touching the air. He was dressed in a mountain-coiled outfit, with jet-black wings half-folded behind him. Every feather exuded a sharp aura, occasionally trembling in the wind and stirring up a powerful airflow like the clash of swords.

The Tengu was also a deity under Kamiyagawa's command.

The Tengu God's face was covered by a white mask, revealing narrow, golden eyes that were sharp as knives. Just a simple glance from them sent a chill down Takihime's spine, causing her to shrink back.

However, Wu Tengu only glanced coldly at Takihime from above before quickly looking away.

As a long-term resident of Jikichi Hospital, Takiyasha-hime knew that this place used to be very deserted. But recently, not only the new Takamagahara gods such as Inugami, Kujira, and Tengu, but also all sorts of other yokai and ghost stories have been coming and going in the hospital area from time to time.

Takihime knew perfectly well why this place had become so "lively" lately—

She had heard a little about Kamiyagawa's injury.

"Judging from the emotional state of the gods and demons here recently, it can be basically concluded that Kamiyagawa's injuries are almost healed."

Perhaps because she was living under someone else's roof, Takihime was much more reasonable than when she was living in the real world, and her ability to read the atmosphere and the atmosphere had also improved a lot.

“However, since yesterday, the atmosphere here seems to have become a little oppressive again… Has Kamiya’s injury worsened? No, it doesn’t seem like it… The old woman who sells her feet, who is the doctor, seems perfectly normal to me… So, something else must have happened.”

As for what exactly happened within the New Takamagahara faction, Takihime really didn't know, and didn't want to ask any more questions at this critical juncture.

The sick princess, like a climbing ivy, continued to stretch her head towards the window. At this moment—

The sky above the hospital area had been clear, but suddenly an indescribable sense of oppression descended from the sky, as if the whole world had been suddenly gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

boom! ! ! !

A bolt of pure white lightning struck down suddenly, without warning, like a spear suddenly thrown down by a god.

Then came the second course, the third course...

The vast black clouds rapidly coalesced with an overwhelming force, and lightning suddenly poured down from the cracks in the clouds, like incandescent veins surging between the clouds and the earth, or like the roots of an upside-down World Tree digging into the soil. In an instant, thousands of silver branches forked, each branch blooming with dazzling fern patterns.

With clouds as an anvil and wind as a hammer, an invisible, terrifying force seemed to forge dazzling iron trees and silver flowers in the sky above the hospital. On the ground, the shadows cast by everything were distorted into kneeling, devout silhouettes.

"Alas!"

Seeing this sudden turn of events, Takiyasha-hime didn't say a word. She continued to crawl in the shadows like a giant red centipede, quickly shrinking back into the corner of her room.

Meanwhile, in the outdoor space, the Tengu, Inugami, and Kujira simultaneously looked up, letting the ever-expanding, blooming lightning-silver tree in the sky imprint its light on their retinas. The next second, they each transformed into three pillars of light—gold, black, and blue—and surged together towards a room on the upper floor of the hospital…

……

In the ward where Kamiyagawa was located.

Ghostly figures flickered in the room, and howling thunder outside the window cast a stark white light on everything inside.

In stark contrast to the surrounding whiteness was Kamiya himself; lying on the bed, his spine glowed vertebra by vertebra, as if pierced by lightning. His internal organs emitted five-colored light within his chest cavity, faintly visible through his skin.

The liver area is particularly noticeable.

The blue-green wood lightning that emerged from his liver caused Kamiya's vitality to surge, and even tiny, green plant shoots with lightning snakes crawling in the cracks of the floor beside his bed began to grow.

"The power of Thor has been absorbed by Kamiya." Satoru, standing by the bedside, held the exotic treasure [Heart of the Craftsman], his heterochromatic eyes gleaming, his gaze filled with joy.

"It seems we can witness the birth of a new Thor." The medicine seller's lips curled up.

"The God Lord's Wood and Thunder Master controls the power of growth. After merging with the Thunder God's bones, this power has indeed transformed! It's strong and powerful, which is very beneficial to the God Lord's recovery!" The foot-selling old woman, who was the attending physician, was even more excited.

As his mother-in-law finished speaking, Kamiya Kawakawa on the bed opened his eyes. Five-colored vortexes swirled within his eyes, with tiny white, blue, black, red, and yellow lightning flashing within them, before finally coalescing back into black pupils after a few breaths.

Once his eyes were clear, Kamiya sat up straight in bed.

"call--"

Like a drowning person finally able to breathe deeply, Kamiya's chest heaved violently.

The breath he exhaled was accompanied by golden lightning, which blasted a hole in the wall of the ward he was facing with a loud bang.

"I am..."

After sensing the changes in his body, Kamiya roughly understood what was going on.

Thor's remains have clearly merged with his own. It is likely that after he fell into a coma during the battle in the abyss, his shikigami and ghost stories used the [Ryomen Sukuna wood carving] to forge a second divine authority for him in order to awaken him.

Kamiya had clearly not yet adapted to this new power.

The lungs, which govern the deadly golden lightning, have undergone a transformation under the blessing of the thunder god's remains newly integrated into Kamiya's body, just like the wooden lightning. This transformation not only made Kamiya's body harder and more resilient, but also infused every breath with the aura of thunder, making him truly "capable of killing with a single spit."

Once he realized what had happened, Kamiya was able to control his breathing freely.

He looked around and saw all those familiar figures gathered around him.

"My Lord, you've finally awakened! You are now the God of Thunder!"

"The well-deserved ruler of all gods and spirits!"

Gods and demons all congratulated Kamiya River.

Among the crowd around him, Kamiya unexpectedly spotted Onizuka.

Two days earlier, while still unconscious, Kamiya absorbed the remains of the Thunder God with the help of the old woman selling her feet and other craftsmen. He possessed the divine artifact [Chihi Bow] and was bound to Kamiya through a red thread. As the "divine shaman" destined by the common lord of demons and gods, Onizuka had the flesh and blood strength of an Aragami.

Similar to the case of Takiyasha-hime in the past, Onizuka can now freely enter and exit the Edo world without being affected by its power.

“Akawa…” Onizuka’s face first showed joy, then her excitement dimmed again. She took out a fist-sized mass of wriggling flesh and handed it to Kamiyagawa. “Izumi Ugly Woman is dead. I, along with Shika and Aoi, did it together. That Yomi God won’t cause us any more trouble. This… [Flesh Embryo] is what He left behind after His fall.”

Kamiya narrowed his eyes, observing the lump of live flesh in Onizuka's hand.

The aura above truly belonged to the ugly woman from Izumizu.

Since such core material has been lost, it means that the ugly woman from Izumizu is truly dead.

It seems that a lot of important things happened during the time he was unconscious.

Onizuka and his apprentices are really amazing!

However, the troublesome enemy is dead, which should have been a great thing...

Kamiya had a bad feeling, and then he saw Onizuka take out a crumpled, blood-stained cigarette box.

Kamiya recognized the cigarette box; it belonged to Kensuke Yuuki.

Because the cigarettes used to form the seal are specially made, and the materials used to assist in the process of summoning evil spirits are imbued with spiritual power, they can be brought into the mortal world.

Onizuka's thin lips moved with difficulty, and the next words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "The reason we were able to kill Izumi Ugly Woman was all because of Uncle Yuuki... Uncle Yuuki... when we arrived he..."

Her eyes reddened, and she couldn't continue speaking.

Inside the room, seven people were kneeling in a row before the emperor. They had been kneeling from the beginning and had not stood up yet.

The leading Inabu samurai, holding the Demon King's Hammer, knelt on the ground in a dogeza: "Master, we failed in our duties. Please punish us!"

Kamiya opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. His slightly dilated pupils scanned the crowd, finally settling on the Yatagarasu.

The latter lowered his wings, and the dark blue lantern in his hand swayed, making a rough metallic rustling sound: "I have transferred the soul of Kensuke to the Sanzu River. And his shikigami, Kuchisake-onna... was too badly injured. Although the old woman who sells feet saved her life, she can't wake up and is still being cared for by the Oni Mother Goddess."

Then, Enma Lord Kaoru Kazuki spoke: "The soul of Yuuki Kensuke has been corrupted by the power of Izumizu Ushi-onna and is difficult to repair. Even in the Underworld, he cannot exist for long. I originally wanted to use the power of the River Styx to send him to the afterlife as soon as possible, but he is unwilling to leave... He wants to see you one more time."

……

Hades.

A sea of ​​red spider lilies.

The spider lilies of the underworld bloom brilliantly, their vibrant red clusters resembling the severed arteries of the earth. Their scarlet petals, curled like claws, emerge from the cracked black soil, their texture like blood-soaked silk, a cool, metallic scent emanating from their depths. When the wind sweeps through, a few pieces of white bone occasionally peek out from among the flowers, and the entire sea of ​​blossoms begins to sway, as if countless bloodied hands are clasped in prayer.

Kamiya River walked silently, almost to the end of the sea of ​​scarlet flowers.

The River Sanzu comes into view, this great river of the underworld like a violent dragon, tearing through mountains and walls, rushing down with overwhelming force. The dark, terrifying surface is turbulent, with towering waves and deafening roars. Huge rocks roll within the river, hidden currents surge, and black whirlpools swirl endlessly, carrying an aura of annihilation.

At the confluence of the red sea of ​​flowers and the black river, a lone white creature stands facing the river.

The creature's outline was so blurry and weak that even Kamiyagawa couldn't make out its true appearance. The bunch of spider lilies it was clinging to swayed in the wind, as if it would lose its grip on the creature at any moment, as if the white figure might vanish at any instant.

Perhaps noticing the presence behind it, the creature turned around.

"You're here."

Familiar voice.

"Hehe, kid, do you think there are fish in the Sanzu River?"

He was warm and cheerful, his jokes concealing just the right amount of gentleness, just like when Kamiyagawa, then penniless, met him at the entrance of Inunaki Tunnel years ago. (End of Chapter)