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But those things are not important.

What is important is that Konoha ninja!

“The demon said, I can try to become his slave……”Maitreya’s expression became thoughtful.

According to Chi Mei, generally speaking, the attributes and paths between the main god and the subordinate god must be consistent.

As a descendant of a god, it is impossible for her to become a subordinate god of another god.

But that Konoha ninja is very special.

His attributes and concepts seem to be all-encompassing and boundless, able to accommodate all paths and attributes.

In other words, any existence with a cultivation path and cultivation attributes can serve as the subordinate god of that Konoha ninja. Maitreya can also serve as a subordinate god of that Konoha ninja.

“Becoming a subordinate god is a good choice! Maitreya nodded, thinking to himself:”Even a thousand years ago, there was not one person among a hundred million who could become a god by his own strength.”

“What’s more, in today’s era?”

“If I don’t rely on a god, relying on my own strength, the power of my bloodline will be exhausted and disappear after three or five generations!”

This is something that Maitreya cannot accept.

She was taught since she was a child to pass on the power and responsibilities of the Osawa Shrine and the shrine maidens.

This has become her life goal.

“At present, it seems that joining the Konoha ninja is the best choice!”Miroku’s eyes became firm when he thought of this.

She and Chimei did not think that joining the gods and becoming a subordinate god was an insult.

On the contrary.

This is a great opportunity!

How many people are eager to share the glory of the gods but cannot?

The message left by Chimei even encouraged her to strive for it!

Because the owner of the Osawa Shrine has died, even Chimei, the subordinate god, has to find a new way out for himself.

“I just don’t know if He thinks highly of me.” Maitreya sighed.

She stood up and walked into the room, closing the door. She stood alone in front of the floor-length mirror.

Maitreya looked at herself in the mirror, hesitated for a moment, and took off the bulky white robe on”450″.

Under the white robe was a close-fitting lining.

Her beautiful figure was reflected in the mirror.

“I am still somewhat confident about my appearance.”Mile looked at himself in the mirror, raised his head and chest, and turned around from time to time.

The woman in the mirror had an outstanding figure and was exquisite and graceful.

Her white neck was as slender as a swan, her waist was slender, and her body was full, which could be called a slender branch with a pair of plump white legs, long and straight, with a perfect leg shape without a trace of fat. She usually wore a bloated and loose robe, and it was impossible to tell that Maitreya had such an excellent figure.

“But, figure and appearance are not important to gods, right?”Miroku was a little distressed and worried.

She had no confidence in becoming Nara Shintaku’s subordinate god. There are thousands of beautiful women in the world.

If she had not inherited the power of gods and commanded the Kingdom of Demons and Osawa Shrine at the same time, she would not even have the confidence to walk in front of Nara Shintaku.

“”Whatever, let’s try it first!”

Maitreya patted her smooth face and calmed down.

She turned around to take a shower and change clothes.

After washing up, she changed into a clean witch’s clothes and walked out.

“Mi… Lord Mitreya?”

The personal maid was shocked and asked quickly,”Have you decided?”

“That’s right.”

Miroku, dressed in a shrine maiden’s uniform and with a pure temperament, nodded solemnly:”Send me to the tombs.”

The maid bit her lip tightly, looking sad.

In her opinion, Lord Miroku sacrificed himself for the people of the Land of Demons.

That Konoha ninja was too strong, he was already a god.

Even the terrifying ghosts like Chimei were easily solved.

In order to protect the Osawa Shrine.

Lord Miroku had to sacrifice himself, begging the Konoha ninja for mercy.

“”Yes!”

The maid suppressed her sorrow and choked up.

After bowing to Maitreya, she turned around and walked away quickly to prepare for her trip.

“……”

Miroku looked at her speechlessly, knowing that they must have misunderstood something.

However, Miroku did not explain.

Because, to join the Konoha Ninja and invite outsiders to take over the Ozawa Shrine… this behavior, in the eyes of the people of the Demon Country, is no different from ceding land and begging for mercy. As the leading shrine maiden, she would naturally be added with stories such as feeding the devil with her own body.

Miroku had no way to explain.

Should he tell the people below that the God of Ozawa had died a long time ago and that he had to find a new support for the Demon Country?

If so, the people below would not believe it.

“That’s it.” Maitreya sighed softly, without stopping the suspicion and discussion of the people below.

……

At the same time, in the tomb complex, there was silence, and a cold and deep atmosphere permeated, turning the area of 1,000 meters into a dead area.

Life seemed to have disappeared from it.

It was desolate, deep, and dead.

There were no living things, and even insects avoided this area.

The sunlight from the sky fell, and when it shone on this area, it seemed to dim a little.

The light became pale and cold, and lost its temperature.

“The God of the Dead?”

Inside the tomb complex, Nara Shintaku opened his eyes, and the stone statue in his hand had turned into powder and scattered.

The power of the priesthood was completely taken away by him.

“What a powerful god! Today’s Pure Land is actually his former kingdom of God!”Nara Shintaku sighed and murmured,”Even the god of death in the vortex mask is a spirit body transformed from a trace of power left by his former life!”

“Have all gods of this level fallen?”

“The Otsutsuki clan should not be underestimated.”

Nara Shintaku sighed softly.

It’s not that the Otsutsuki people are strong.

It’s that this clan is born with powerful strength and is a clan of gods. What

Nara Shintaku fears is a certain ancestor of the Otsutsuki clan, a strong man who promoted this clan to the clan of gods!

“However, they will arrive after a long time.”

“Don’t worry too much”

“Let’s focus on the present.”

Nara Shintaku reached out and took off the Soul Crown on his head.

On the left side of the crown, there was a dark black gem inlaid on it.

The appearance of priesthood varies, all depending on the will of the gods.

Nara Shintaku directly forged the Soul Crown into his own priesthood.

This dark black gem was the priesthood left behind by the owner of the Osawa Shrine. After being refined by him, it became the gem on the crown.

“God of the Dead……”

Nara Shintaku stared at the dark gem and whispered,”The master of Osawa Shrine is called the God of the Dead.”

“A natural god, born from the breath of the dead, the natural king of the dead”

“His ways and power are very simple”

“There is only one kind… that is, to dominate the dead!”

This kind of domination is not the forced suppression of power, nor is it the coercion of secular power. It is the absolute domination in terms of rules and status!

All the skills, emotions, memories, will, strength, life and death, beliefs, etc. of the dead are all controlled by the God of the Dead.

And everything in the world is either alive or dead.

This God of the Dead is equivalent to controlling half of the world!

He can be called the king of half the world!

“If it could devour the world, the Kingdom of God would take over the planet and turn it into the kingdom of the dead… or it could sublimate the opposite concept of life and merge into the God of Life and Death.”

“The God of the Dead will be promoted to the level of God above God.”

“Unfortunately, both of these paths are difficult to achieve.”

Nara Shintaku sighed slightly.

Because these two paths are equivalent to turning all living beings into their own believers, and turning gods into their own subordinate gods and holy spirits. They will inevitably be resisted and hostile by other gods.

Therefore, the God of the Dead has been born for more than 800,000 years, but has not been able to break through the realm of God above God.

It can be seen that the difficulty is

“However, it is much simpler for me.” Nara Shintaku narrowed his eyes,”Because in this era, there are no powerful gods anymore!”

“In other words, it’s a blue ocean!”

“Moreover, my path does not need to devour the entire world, nor will it cause a violent rebellion against fate.”

“At the same time, there are many powers of gods from the old times left on the earth. These are my resources, which can help me accumulate them quickly!”

Speaking of this, Nara Shintaku couldn’t help but nod.

For him, now is the best time!

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, Nara Shintaku’s expression changed and he looked towards the outside of the tombs. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

In his perception, a team from the Ghost Country, escorting the shrine maiden Miroku, was coming towards him.

“What does this mean?”

Nara Shintaku raised his eyebrows in confusion. His deal with Chi Mei was over.

Konoha also sent a message to inform them.

The various research and development results of the technical department will be gradually released to the Demon Country, mostly free of charge, and a small part for a fee.

……

Outside the tombs.

The Ghost Country team stopped at the edge of the tombs.

“Let’s stop here.”

Maitreya, wearing a bulky robe, stepped down from the sedan chair.

“Lord Maitreya……”

At the back, the guards and maids all showed expressions of pity.

They looked at Maitreya walking into the tombs alone, as if they were looking at a poor man who sacrificed himself to feed a tiger.

“Lord Maitreya has sacrificed too much for this country!”[]

“Damn it, it’s all our fault!”

“I have no face to return to Osawa Shrine!”

The guards were ashamed.

For the subordinates, asking the master to sacrifice himself was a manifestation of incompetence.

But facing the powerful force of the gods, ordinary people like them could not do anything!

Alas…

Maitreya sighed faintly, without looking back, and went straight into the cemetery.

The destination was underground.

There was a passage opened up. As soon as she entered the passage,

Maitreya took off the bloated robe outside, wearing only a shrine maiden’s costume, and walked into the core area with light steps.

As soon as she entered, her expression changed slightly, and she sensed the death atmosphere inside, which was like the world of the dead.

And in the center of the breath of the dead, was the unfathomable Nara Shintaku, whose momentum was as deep as the abyss.

“”Sir.”

Miroku stepped forward quickly and bowed.

The thin shrine maiden’s clothes were extremely close-fitting, outlining her beautiful figure.

At the same time, because the shrine maiden’s clothes were made of thin fabric, nothing could be worn inside, and the same was true for kimonos.

Because when you walk, the outline of the clothes inside will be outlined.

This is a kind of disrespect..0

But in Nara Shintaku, there was nothing inside, which was even more astringent.

When Miroku bowed, he could clearly see the outline and traces of Miroku himself.

“What’s the matter?”

Nara Shintaku glanced at her and was surprised to find that the body and soul of this shrine maiden actually exuded a pure and flawless aura.

It was like an uncultivated treasure land, smooth and delicate.

Shrine maiden?

Nara Shintaku thought about it and felt it was normal.

The profession of shrine maiden is to serve the gods.

People who served as shrine maidens in the past generations either had a special relationship with the gods, such as couples, spokespersons, descendants, etc.

Or, this shrine maiden herself was a sacrifice to the gods.

Since she was a sacrifice, she must be pure and spotless.

“Please forgive my offense.” Maitreya bowed, stood up, took a deep breath, and said:”I will serve you and serve you at all times.”

“Why?” Nara Shintaku said indifferently,”If you are worried about the transaction, you can rest assured that I will arrange the things promised to Chimei.”

“No.”

Maitreya shook his head, looked at Nara Shintaku seriously, and said sincerely:”It is my personal request… The demon told me that without the help of the gods, the blood power I inherited will be exhausted after three or five generations, and I will become an ordinary person.”

“So what?” Nara Shintaku raised his eyebrows.

“I hope to serve you and become your subordinate god, so that the power in my bloodline can be passed on!” Miroku said seriously.

Nara Shintaku was stunned.

This was the first time he heard such a novel reason.

“Do you know what it means to be from God?” Nara Shintaku couldn’t help but ask

“Yes!”

Maitreya nodded and answered in a serious tone:”The demons told me that the Holy Spirit is the spokesperson of the gods, and the gods are the practitioners and pioneers of the gods’ path.”

“Did the demon tell you that becoming a subordinate god requires dedication of body and mind?”Nara Shintaku interrupted

“”Ah?”

Maitreya was stunned and opened his mouth in disbelief.

“If you don’t believe in me from the bottom of your heart and practice my path, you can’t become my follower.”Nara Shintaku looked at her calmly and said,”If you believe in me from the bottom of your heart, your body and mind will be owned by me.”

Miroku’s expression was dull.

She had never expected that becoming a follower would have such a price.

Why didn’t Chimei say it?

Wait, for Chimei, believing in body and mind doesn’t seem to be a problem at all!

“……”

Miroku couldn’t help but purse her lips, her expression hesitant.

She originally just wanted to invite Nara Shintaku to take over the Osawa Shrine.

She never thought that it would cost such a price.

After a long time.

Miroku’s expression became firm, and she said decisively:”Please… let me be your subordinate god!”

In her heart, passing on the power of bloodline is the first priority!

No matter what the cost, she must do it.

“I can’t turn you into a God immediately, and I can’t do it… I will only give you one chance. Whether you can cross the boundary between man and God depends on you.”Nara Shintaku said indifferently.

“That is enough, my Lord!” Miroku bowed deeply.

“Well, let’s start the ceremony now.” Nara Shintaku’s voice came.

Ceremony?

What ceremony?

Before Miroku could react, she felt a big hand pressing on her head.

“No need to look up, just kneel like this”

“Um??”

……

An hour later,

Maitreya walked out of the tomb complex with a red face and unsteady steps.

“Everyone, Master Shintaku has agreed to my request and will soon be entering Osawa Shrine to accept the worship of the Land of Demons.”

“You can go back without worry.”

Milo said with heavy breathing.

She seemed very tired.

But she was in high spirits, her eyes were bright and full of brilliance.

She also had a bit more feminine charm.

It seemed that in just a short time, she had grown from a young girl to a woman.

“Lord Maitreya……”

The maids looked at each other with sad eyes.

They all saw what Maitreya had gone through.

“”Master Mi Le, are you not going back?” a guard asked.

“I am already the maiden of Master Shintaku. As a maiden, I must serve him day and night.”Miroku said with a dignified and solemn expression. It is impossible for people to think wrongly.

But in fact, what happened in the tomb group just now made Miroku feel ashamed and angry.

This god is definitely not serious!

I am afraid that her future service will become a real service!

“We understand. Do you need to send us some daily necessities?” The guards were deceived by Maitreya’s solemn expression and asked normally.

In their opinion, it was a tradition for shrine maidens to serve the gods.

The shrine maidens of the Ghost Kingdom had such activities in all previous generations.

It was probably something like saying nice things and helping out, right?

“Please, I’ll leave it to you.”

Maitreya said to the guards with a smile, paused, looked at the maids again, and waved to them.

A maid came forward in confusion.

“Lord Maitreya?”

“”Go back and bring all the witch clothes in the palace.” Maitreya whispered.

Thank you, big boss,”The Supreme Ruler of the Space-Time Administration Bureau”、”The monthly ticket for”Quiet and Dreamy”!