And once the [Spiritual Essence] is stripped away, it penetrates.
Then the gods will also fall into an endless sleep until the [Spiritual Essence] is activated again.
Even harder to find than the [Middle Core] hidden in a certain corner of the body by the [Fantasy Seed], the [Spiritual Essence] of the Spiritual Seed is often stored in a higher changing dimension.
As a genuine multi-intelligence body, it is possible to capture the [Spiritual Essence], and strip it, almost only the same god species.
That is to say… Unless the God of War himself shows the [Spiritual Essence], Kurumi cannot even capture where the [Spiritual Essence] of the God of War is.
Of course…that’s the general case.
Kurumi crossed the destroyed world, and the terrifying shock wave passed her without causing any harm.
She came from the darkness, looking like a light butterfly.
The God of War laughed at her beauty and at her humility, so much so that she looked like a moth to a flame.
The fire was raging, the flames were raging, and the little butterflies looked like flames.
God of War knew her state, but it was only a mere 30 seconds of survival. Even if He stood there and let her fight, she couldn’t kill herself.
Maybe I really saw it wrong, maybe I have to wait tens of thousands of years to usher in the next challenger.
It’s just that Kurumi’s somewhat scarlet confident eyes made this incomparable god…heart palpitated.
Why is there an ominous feeling.
He saw the corners of the girl’s lips raised, full of mockery.
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The only ones who can calculate the coordinates of the [Spiritual Essence] are the gods.
The more powerful the gods are, the more their [spirits] are buried in a deeper changing dimension.
As the strongest God of War, his [Divine Essence] is almost placed on the highest throne.
But… what if there is such a god in this world, she is older than the strongest god of war?
What if there was such a deity, too powerful to be more powerful, that he kept his eyes on the world?
Is it possible?
But that is the truth.
Tens of thousands of generations ago, when the world was empty and chaotic, she had woken up.
Even if it runs through his [spirit] and strips it away, he just falls into a light sleep, still listening to the world.
Gathering the power of all Flügels, she is only the gap between the grass and the stars, and the dolls she makes at any time have gone through countless wars.
Her name is Fanlou, she’s a little silly, and she’s a little cute.
A few days ago, I just gave Xiubi a key, which was tightly held in his hand.
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The changing dimension of 13+iR unfolded instantly in front of Kurumi, and she even saw the stunned look of the God of War.
The more so, the more she showed a flamboyant smile.
She had searched for redemption in the rough labyrinth of time, where madness made her despair, despair made her tender.
The spread of the world that is enough to destroy the human will at the moment of seeing it… In fact, that’s what it is.
The [Spiritual Essence] with a hazy white halo stood quietly on the throne.
“Sasha…bye.” Kurumi smiled and raised the spear blade in his hand.
——【Blood Dance Festival】——
The dark chains cut through the world and captured everything within the range. The black muzzle pressed against the God of War’s [Spiritual Essence], and Kurumi pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The white ray of light overflowing from the peeled [Spiritual Essence] separated like a curtain, covering the sky, as if the world was singing an ode to the fall of the God of War.
The tall, incomparable God of War watched Kurumi, who reappeared between the thrones, and smiled.
He seemed to be extremely happy, conveying the last laugh, and he declared his failure with a voice that resounded across the continent.
“God…Earth…All things in the world, listen up!” Even in the end, the God of War still ordered.
“This is defeat – so it is, it really makes people excited and happy.”
‘Tokisaki Kurumi, you can be proud of it, you are the ‘strongest’ enemy. ‘ He smiled and said to Kurumi.
‘Next time…but it’s my turn to win. ‘
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Filled with the white light of the blood-colored sky, the Phantasm apostle under his feet let out a mournful whimper.
The strings in the Flügel’s heart…broken.
The door between the thrones was pushed open, and the Flügel lolitas who were bound by the slender, pale arms of a nightmare stared at the exquisite black and red figure, and finally had to admit—
The strongest god of war… own main god… defeated.
What to do in the future?
You finish reading I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer Chapter 353
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