Hakoba: Opening Fusion Reverse Izayoi

"It turns out that you don't even know about the battle between [Buddhist] and [Fantasy] - how long have you been waiting here?"

The tuxedo god shook his head.

"I--don't remember."

"It seems to be quite a long time ago. Has the situation in the western district been so severe?"

Even so.

There is still no information about other areas of Hakoniwa.

In this case, only one point can be made.

The news of the current situation in the Western District should be blocked by power.

Will it be the dystopian demon king, or the group of gods who support him "May I ask the god king—"

Hearing the tuxedo god speak, Weiss smiled.

"what"

"Excuse me, has the [Buddhist Gate] in the East District received the message from me?"

"I don't know who you sent the message to, but now [Buddhist] has faded away."

"Varied--"

The expression of the goddess in the tuxedo became: extremely frightened.

Perhaps, in his opinion, [Buddhist] is his only hope other than... this endless waiting.

However—just when Weiss said that [Buddha] was on the decline, that hope was shattered.

"Then Emperor Shiten, the king of the gods, who became the Lord of Hakoba, must have noticed the situation in the West District."

Hearing this, Weiss shook his head.

It seems that this tuxedo god has really been waiting here for a long, long time.

It seems.

[Closed World] I'm afraid it has already begun to act.

It's just that due to the blockade of news and the support of the Western God Group, it has been hidden until now.

Now it seems that the ability to block the news to such a degree is not limited to the Nordic gods and the Greek gods. I am afraid that more gods will participate in it, or be forced to participate in it.

Unconsciously, has [Closed World] developed to such a level? "Tishutian is no longer the king of the gods. Instead, the leader of [Fantasy] has become the Lord of Hakoba, and I was ordered to do so. Those who came to deal with the [closed world]!"

for a moment.

The tuxedo god almost knelt down in front of Weiss.

He didn't know when, he was already in tears.

Maybe it's because he's been here waiting so long to cry.

Or cry that the gods finally notice what's going on in the West End.

"Finally, we finally got support for Mowei, Lord Weiss, a demon king appeared in the western district, a very, very terrifying demon king, and all the gods were deceived by him!"

As if complaining, Weiss could hear the sadness in the tuxedo god's tone.

He explained his own experiences one by one.

Including how to be excluded by the gods, and how to be branded as the devil.

Although he mentioned a lot of gods in his words.

But—those... can't be important clues.

"That group of... stubborn gods were completely blinded by interests and didn't understand the seriousness of the matter at all."

Even if he was expelled from the so-called [Ideal Land].

However, he has no... regrets, that kind of hypocrisy... contrary to his teachings, he can't stay for a moment.

It is the best strategy to plan well and then launch a counterattack.

Because of this, he thought of a way to disintegrate the [closed world] from within.

After all, if attacked from the outside, the pressure of [closed world] on pagans is unparalleled, and any gods and Buddhas will not have any advantage over the west area and [closed world].

"Do you mean that in the captive range of the West District, if you have thoughts or beliefs that are contrary to the [closed world], you will be suppressed?"

The tuxedo god nodded.

"That's right, the power of the gods will be greatly suppressed. Some time ago, the battle of the sun gods that bloomed in the Celtic group of gods in the western district, even if it is far away, I can feel it, I am afraid, the sun god Luger. Fallen too!"

The tuxedo god is very low.

He was clearly right, but the gods never listened to him.

That is obviously [eschatology], why should you believe that kind of thing?

It's just that when the gods in the tuxedo clothes don't know, the group of gods supports [closed world] not knowing the truth of the other party.

According to Weiss, most of the gods know it.

They still choose to support the reason of [closed world], but they want to use its power to gain benefits.

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Profit is a terrible thing.

If there is a 100 profit.

The gods will take the risk if there is a benefit of 200.

The gods will flout the rules If there is a profit of 300 then the gods will trample everything in the world, even if they are incarnate in purgatory.

What's more, it can be clearly stated that belief in this kind of thing is not a mere interest for the group of gods in the Western District.

That is their root: the source of their strength.

Chiba never thought that the gods in other districts would be higher than those in the western district, even in the eastern district.

And this incident only happened in the West District, just because [Closed World] appeared in the West District.

The other districts are not noble, they just lack an opportunity, a chance to touch the dark abyss.

Even [Buddhist] Chiba can't guarantee it! "That is to say - based on the condition that you cannot contribute to the [closed world] from the outside, have you made the judgment that you want to disintegrate the [Ideal Land] from the inside?"

The tuxedo god nodded.

"That's right, the suppression of infidels in the western district of Lord Weiss is becoming more and more obvious-"

The voice did not fall.

Weiss stepped out and headed towards the realm wall. Seeing this, the pupils of the tuxedo goddess suddenly shrank.

"Wait, wait... Lord Weiss, it will be suppressed, even the spirit of the main god level will be suppressed!"

However—Weiss turned a blind eye.

The moment he stepped into the West District, an extremely powerful force instantly suppressed it.

Weiss' Lingge, compressed at a visible rate.

It can be said to be an all-round reduction.

Even spirituality has been squeezed down to three digits.

"So it is, has it been so serious?"

If it is a three-digit god and Buddha, I am afraid that its divinity will be suppressed to the limit.

In that case, the Spirituality was weakened without limit, and if it really faced the [closed world], it was not a question of invincibility, but a question of inescapability.

"Even at this level, the news has been blocked. It seems that the vested interests of the group of gods are very huge!"

Maybe some groups of gods have used the power of believers in [closed world] to be immune to the [almighty paradox] in the limited area of ​​the Western District.

"Lord Weiss - hurry, hurry back!"

The tuxedo god was taken aback.

He himself is not aware of Weiss' power.

After all, he is now compressed to the point where he may not even be able to reach four digits, and the faint breath released by Weiss is unfathomable to the goddess in the tuxedo.

Therefore, taking himself as a judgment cannot constitute a standard at all.

However, what he knew was that even if the number of gods and Buddhas stepped into it, they would be severely suppressed.

Now he only has a five-figure level to enter it, so the freeze frame will be erased.

A two-digit 0 should be fine.

Because he knew that even though most of the Western District had fallen, there were still some gods who were still struggling to support it.

What can resist the pagan suppression of [closed world] is undoubtedly the power of simulating the innovation map-that is, the power of the double-digit 0 sequence.

Seeing the worry of the goddess in the tuxedo, Weiss just smiled.

"It's okay, it's just that this level of repression is harmless!"

In an instant - Whis unleashed his spirit.

In an instant.

All the time around him was suddenly distorted, all the suppressions were repelled, and Wes's spiritual energy filled up at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, everything within a one-meter radius around Weiss turned into dust of history and dissipated into the air.

The tuxedo god who saw this scene just widened his eyes and was speechless.

"Block, block that..., the suppression that even the Lord God can suppress - so easy"

As the dust drifted away, the goddess in the tuxedo raised his hand and touched it.

Those... the dust passed between his fingers, and what he felt was the vicissitudes of time.

"This, this is the power of [Power] - Lord Weiss, don't you say it!"

A two-digit sequence of 0s.