Inside the tent, Finn and Riveria watched the faint, illusory form of a leg appear where Bete's right one had been. Both of them were filled with emotion.
"Even though this is the second time I’ve seen it, I still don’t understand how it’s possible for a severed limb to regenerate."
Riveria could only admit that this phenomenon was beyond her comprehension.
It didn’t look like muscle or bone growing back. Instead, it was as if a phantom limb had formed in place of th...
2025-08-14 09:00:55 +0000 UTC
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‘These are all useful Craft Essences, but I can’t just dump them all into enhancements like before.’
Bell had already learned a harsh lesson from his earlier recklessness—he had no intention of going through that again.
Even if he gathered five copies and fully Max Limit Break them, they still couldn’t be absorbed all at once. He needed to find the right time and handle them one by one.
At the very least, right now didn’t feel like a safe moment.
'Once I’...
2025-08-14 09:00:15 +0000 UTC
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Too focused on the enemy before him—Kingu—Shiomi momentarily overlooked the strange anomaly unfolding in the Persian Gulf.
Kingu, who held the Holy Grail of the King of Magecraft, was clearly rushing toward the Persian Gulf to deliver it to the newly awakened Tiamat. However, the temporal tremors caused by her awakening, along with the Singularity’s further distortion, made it clear that the Primordial Mother Goddess’s return wasn’t something so simple.
Even Gorgon, with...
2025-08-14 08:54:57 +0000 UTC
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Having witnessed the power of the Holy Lance, Kingu understood that even with its might in the form of a Servant, it could overpower Gorgon’s Noble Phantasm but not completely destroy her.
But now, Gorgon wasn’t just up against the Holy Lance—she was also facing the goddess’s Larva, Scáthach, and the Servant of Uruk.
The moment Kingu sensed the Holy Lance descending, he knew Gorgon was finished. He had wanted to persuade her to retreat, but Shiomi had no intention of givi...
2025-08-14 08:54:20 +0000 UTC
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Returning to that familiar conference room, Kazuyama Gekkō casually pulled out a chair and sat down.
Across from him, Mifune shook his head with a helpless smile.
“Young man, you’ve stayed here for a month—and you’ve been delivering sake for a month. I have to admit, your perseverance is impressive. But the Land of Iron will never attack Amegakure.”
The Land of Iron had its own rules: they never took the initiative in conflicts. If Amegakure hadn’t attacked them...
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Kazuyama Gekkō acted as if nothing had happened. Like Chōsuke, he casually pulled out a chair and sat down, exuding a strong presence that showed no concern for the samurai surrounding him.
“Heh… the general of the Land of Iron cannot simply abandon his post.”
“Your Excellency, what brings you to the Land of Iron?”
A deep, resonant voice suddenly came from behind.
Hearing it, Kazuyama Gekkō immediately knew who it was—Mifune, the current general of the L...
2025-08-14 08:46:36 +0000 UTC
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“What the hell is going on?”
“Has that Marine brat Daren lost his mind?”
“Or is it the World Government that’s gone insane?”
“Still... it doesn’t feel real. With that kid’s personality, he’s not the type to act on impulse. And yet, he’s openly declared war on the World Government...?”
Outside the damp, shadowy cave, rain poured in sheets and the howling wind tore through like a blade.
Inside, the Roger Pirates sat in stunned silence, sta...
2025-08-14 08:39:50 +0000 UTC
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New World, a certain island.
A vast canopy of pitch-black clouds loomed over the land like a suffocating hood, pressing down with an oppressive weight.
Howling winds whipped the sea into towering waves, each surge crashing like a raging dragon roaring from the deep.
Rain poured in torrents, pounding the massive forest like a barrage of bullets.
A full-blown storm had arrived, sweeping through every corner of the island.
Inside a cave nestled in the jungle, the Ro...
2025-08-14 08:38:43 +0000 UTC
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Half a month later, on a clear, sunny day with a gentle breeze brushing across his face...
At the 1st Division barracks, Masatsuki Aozaki looked up from a pile of corpses and scarlet bloodstains, gazing out at the beautiful scene before him.
The morning mist was lighter than usual. Through the dojo gates, he could clearly see the world outside.
Grass and cherry blossoms swayed gently in the wind, as if joyfully dancing. In the distance, rows of elegant houses stood freshly r...
2025-08-13 09:07:03 +0000 UTC
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The reason Masatsuki Aozaki was seen as a great man in Yamamoto’s eyes had nothing to do with being a good person.
Compassion is a luxury only the strong can afford.
He simply had the qualifications—and the willingness—to wield that power when needed.
That was how he justified his actions.
As for how many in Soul Society considered him worthy of being written into the history books, Masatsuki Aozaki didn’t particularly care.
His focus lay on far more prac...
2025-08-13 09:06:20 +0000 UTC
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Mount Ebih.
Rain poured like a waterfall, muddy torrents washing away soil and rock from the mountain slopes, exposing the jagged skeleton of the terrain.
Ishtar, aboard Maanna, the Boat of Heaven, gazed through the protective ward at the dark storm that blurred the line between sky and earth. Her brows furrowed slightly.
Forget it—I'll head for the temple at the summit first.
With the Thaumaturgical Foundation there, her power and senses could be pushed to their lim...
2025-08-13 09:00:58 +0000 UTC
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“All beautiful lives fear death. All beautiful things drift away from me…”
“I thought, at the very least, I could have a friend. Someone to talk to…”
“Samael, why did you have to leave too…”
“Did I mess up again…”
The gray death mist howled as it swept through. Crouched before the monument in the flowerbed, the goddess held the snakeskin close to her chest, her head bowed low. Her lips moved in a soft murmur, and a single crystalline tear slippe...
2025-08-13 09:00:25 +0000 UTC
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Bell’s excitement vanished the moment he saw the character displayed on the card.
Instead of the muscular, brawny Orion, it was a stunning beauty with waist-length hair—Artemis, the Moon Goddess.
‘Super Orion’s Spirit Origin might have a few useful skills I could extract, but what kind of useful concept could I possibly get from a toy bear?’
Honestly, the toy bear’s skills were tightly bound to Artemis, and the number of viable concepts he could extract from her ...
2025-08-13 08:55:18 +0000 UTC
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Why was Freya at the Guild's internal gathering?
This question suddenly made Bell realize the most critical aspect of the current situation.
The ornament on the Sword Princess’s scabbard had been placed there by the Guild’s Sage to observe the expedition team’s progress.
The Guild’s actual power structure was quite clear—only three gods were involved: Ouranos, Hermes, and Ganesha. Bell didn’t think it was an issue for them to monitor the expedition. After all, ev...
2025-08-13 08:54:47 +0000 UTC
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The ends of Gorgon’s hair twisted together, forming massive, dark purple serpents.
Each snake opened its gaping, bloodstained maw and fired high-density mana beams. Though they couldn’t bring down the city walls of the Magical Beast front in a single strike, the damage left behind was substantial.
Ana’s appearance dealt a heavy mental blow to Gorgon, breaking her usual composure.
Her instincts screamed that this unidentifiable, tiny figure posed a grave threat. Yet Kin...
2025-08-13 08:50:31 +0000 UTC
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"That goddess larva...”
Kingu heard Gorgon’s anguished cry and immediately realized—her natural enemy was here.
Whether they chose to retreat or make another move, the assault would collapse. Uruk and Chaldea wouldn’t let this chance slip by; they’d surely launch a pursuit.
“Where do you think you’re going, Kingu?”
Shiomi swept his spear out, a cold gleam slicing off Kingu’s path as he attempted to rush to Gorgon’s aid.
“No wonder you brough...
2025-08-13 08:49:22 +0000 UTC
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The samurai stood frozen, the two swords at his waist already clattering to the ground, his whole body trembling with rage.
“Bastard! You shameless ninja!”
“We agreed to cross swords—so why aren’t you fighting fair?!”
The other five samurai halted as well, their gazes toward Kazuyama Gekkō growing darker by the second.
“What are you waiting for?! Take him down!”
“This is infuriating!”
But just as they moved to attack, all five realized ...
2025-08-13 08:43:21 +0000 UTC
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Like the Land of Frost, the Land of Iron was buried under snow all year round.
Kazuyama Gekkō had come prepared—wrapped in a thick coat, he didn’t so much as shiver no matter how fiercely the wind and snow blew.
“Kazuyama, you’ve never been here before, right?”
“Mm. This isn’t a ninja country—it’s a land of samurai.”
“Samurai? Like the ones we saw in the Daimyō’s mansion? What good are they?”
“No, those were just regular guards. The ...
2025-08-13 08:42:43 +0000 UTC
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The moment Sengoku unfolded the newspaper, his pupils shrank into needlepoints.
Those powerful hands of his—capable of crushing mountains and cleaving cliffs—began to tremble uncontrollably.
“He's lost his mind!!”
The words burst from his mouth before he could stop them, all color draining from his face.
“That damned bird, Morgans… He’s completely insane!”
“How dare he put something like this in print!?”
“Does he have a death wish!?”...
2025-08-13 08:33:55 +0000 UTC
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As that fearsome, demonic figure vanished into the distant sea of clouds, every Marine present finally exhaled in relief.
Some collapsed to the ground, as if their strength had drained away entirely, panting heavily in the aftermath. The usual discipline and dignity of a Marine were nowhere to be seen.
Their pale faces turned toward the devastated landscape before them—nothing but wreckage and ruin in sight.
Within several kilometers, every street and building had been obl...
2025-08-13 08:33:05 +0000 UTC
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Dozens of Reigai captains, along with lieutenant-level Reigai possessing captain-class strength, launched a full-force assault.
Yet in the face of Masatsuki Aozaki’s pure, overwhelming power, they were like weeds flattened by the wind—crushed beneath the feet of an unstoppable giant.
Even against Reigai captains unleashing Shikai or Bankai, Masatsuki Aozaki didn’t so much as draw his Zanpakutō. Relying solely on his body and Reiatsu, he ended the battle in a matter of momen...
2025-08-12 09:01:48 +0000 UTC
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Masatsuki Aozaki, meanwhile, gave a hearty smile.
The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, his eyes gleaming with confidence and a hint of mockery.
“What’s wrong? Scared? Want to live? If you do, then it just so happens—I’ve got a deal to offer you.”
His voice carried an undeniable authority, as if everything was already in his hands.
“What kind of deal?”
Kagerōza Inaba snapped back to his senses, eyes wide with panic as he asked urgently.
Hi...
2025-08-12 09:00:26 +0000 UTC
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In the space between the seven gates of the underworld, along the path to the valley at the epicenter of the quake, Ereshkigal strode forward, holding a newly lit lantern in hand.
Behind her, a sulking serpent slithered noisily over the rocky, uneven terrain.
By the original plan, Samael was supposed to behave—reinforce his other side’s image in his master’s mind to make it easier to sneak into her bed one day. But the awkward incident that morning had left Ereshkigal mortif...
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Early morning in the underworld.
The snake, body sore and aching, wriggled out from the tight embrace of those soft arms in the bedding and slithered into the outer hall. Only after shifting back into human form and changing into proper clothes did he dare return to the bedside to admire his master, Ereshkigal, whose sleeping face bloomed like a begonia.
Golden hair draped gently over her shoulders, her expression one of contentment tinged with a touch of secret delight. Her prett...
2025-08-12 08:53:44 +0000 UTC
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At that moment, Freya had been escorted back to her private residence atop Babel Tower.
"Just as I thought... that child really is something special."
Sprawled across her bed in an unusually unguarded and girlish pose, Freya replayed the scenes she’d witnessed within that child’s soul world.
"What lies beyond that Wall of Lamentation—darkness or light? I can’t help but want to find out."
Though the soul world's barrier had blocked her from seeing the true color...
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"Huh!? You want my Bell-kun to meet Freya!?"
Hestia’s eyes went wide. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing—especially from Hermes, of all people.
The veins on her forehead started to bulge, and her cute face darkened instantly.
"Hermes, are you seriously not joking right now?"
Seeing her face change so quickly, Hermes felt the pressure mounting. Fast.
He forced a strained smile as he tried to explain. The last thing he wanted was to be carried out of h...
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As the final pillar of the Three Goddess Alliance, the Goddess of Demonic Beasts, Gorgon, stood apart from Ereshkigal and Quetzalcoatl in one striking way—her massive size, far exceeding that of any human.
The other two goddesses could blend in among humans without raising suspicion if they chose to. But Gorgon, towering over ten meters tall, stunned soldiers both on the city walls and below into silence the moment she appeared on the battlefield beyond the Demonic Beast front.
...
2025-08-12 08:42:09 +0000 UTC
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Northern city wall, Magical Beast front line.
“So your presence here means the Three Goddess Alliance has collapsed. What a shame!”
Despite his words, Kingu fought Ereshkigal and Quetzalcoatl without the slightest hesitation, completely contradicting his supposed regret.
“The Three Goddess Alliance was a lie from the start, Kingu.” Ereshkigal’s golden eyes flared with fury. “The Great Grail of Uruk and the Holy Grail of the King of Magecraft are entirely differen...
2025-08-12 08:41:31 +0000 UTC
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“Something’s not right!”
“I broke all five seals—so why did the barrier still activate?”
Electric arcs crawled over the entire bookcase, wrapping Kazuyama Gekkō in a blinding white glare. The heat was so intense that the wood was already turning black and charred.
“Could it be the Five-Seal Barrier isn’t meant to be destroyed—only removed?”
“Maybe you need five people to take the talismans off at the same time?”
“Shouldn’t you be brea...
2025-08-12 08:35:38 +0000 UTC
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The interior of the Raikage Building was stark and simple—exactly what you’d expect from the Raikage’s hard-edged temperament.
“Tsk, tsk… look at this place. Now compare it to the Hokage’s office building—there’s no competition.”
“Definitely got that tough-guy vibe.”
Chōmei didn’t share Kazuyama Gekkō’s admiration. In his mind, nowhere could compare to his current home for comfort.
Kazuyama might not be the strongest in a fight, but when it ...
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