I, the Hidden Mastermind, Create a Transcendent Game

Chapter 105 : I Was God



Chapter 105 : I Was God

Chapter 105: I Was God

Asahara Shoko stood at a high vantage point, looking down upon everyone from above.

There was no fear in his eyes, only the kind of playful mockery one used when looking at lambs awaiting slaughter.

He merely pressed his palm downward.

Boom——!!!

The ground of the entire Imperial Palace instantly sank by three meters!

Gang Tianmeng’s body, as if forged from steel, was forcibly crushed down onto one knee.

The white marble floor beneath his feet exploded into powder.

Then, Asahara Shoko abruptly raised his scepter high.

“Divine Guard! Purify these heretics!”

Boom!

From the shadows on both sides of the grand hall, dozens of warriors clad in golden armor and wielding light swords charged out.

Their eyes glowed white, and faint strands of faith power coiled around their bodies.

These were all Asahara Shoko’s most fanatical believers. After being strengthened by his divine power, they had already become killing machines that knew neither fatigue nor pain.

“Come on! You trash!”

Gang Tianmeng let out a furious roar.

He clenched his fists, and dark red steam instantly erupted around his body.

【Asura】 fully unleashed!

He was like a humanoid tank, crashing straight into the ranks of the Divine Guard.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Divine Guard warriors were sent sprawling by his charge. Their light swords slashed across his body, yet only left a few pale marks.

Gang Tianmeng laughed wildly as he threw a punch.

A Divine Guard warrior’s chest instantly caved in, his body flying backward like a cannonball before smashing into the wall and turning into a puddle of minced flesh.

“Hahahaha! Exhilarating!”

Gang Tianmeng grew braver with every strike. The more wounds covered his body, the stronger his power became.

He charged left and right, punching and kicking, forcibly carving a bloody path through the Divine Guard.

Although the Divine Guard’s numbers were immense, they appeared clumsy and powerless in the face of Gang Tianmeng’s unreasonable brute force.

All of their attacks became nourishment for 【Asura】.

“Kagura·Wild Dance!”

Tsuchimikado Rin formed seals with both hands, her figure darting through the Divine Guard like a phantom.

The miko blade in her hand danced like the wind, each swing bringing forth a spray of blood.

Though these enhanced Divine Guard warriors had hardened bodies, they were still flesh and blood.

Under Tsuchimikado Rin’s lightning-fast blade techniques, they had no time to react at all.

“Die!”

A Divine Guard warrior swung his light sword toward Tsuchimikado Rin.

However, his body suddenly stiffened.

An invisible wind blade swept across his neck.

Pshhk!

His head flew up, blood spraying everywhere.

Hattori Heizo’s figure flashed past behind him.

“【Ninja】!”

Chen Mo’s gaze swept across the battlefield and quickly locked onto Asahara Shoko.

He shouted loudly and charged toward the high platform.

“Judgment of Sin!”

Weng——

A black domain instantly expanded, enveloping Asahara Shoko within it.

“Oh?”

Asahara Shoko raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing through his eyes.

“So this is your ability?”

“Somewhat interesting.”

He felt the suppressive force coming from within the domain, as well as the interrogation arising from the depths of the soul.

Yet he did not panic.

“God says——”

“Radiance endures forever!”

Asahara Shoko raised his scepter high as countless strands of faith power converged once more.

The white light around his body instantly surged, forcibly tearing apart Chen Mo’s judgment domain.

“What?!”

Chen Mo’s expression changed drastically.

His domain was actually broken open by force?

“The judgment of mortals is ineffective against a god.”

Asahara Shoko’s voice was cold and arrogant.

“And your sins shall be defined by me.”

He flicked his hand backhandedly.

A holy light transformed into a sharp blade, shooting straight toward Chen Mo’s face.

Chen Mo abruptly twisted his body, barely avoiding the strike.

Boom!

The holy light sword smashed into the ground, blasting a bottomless crater into the solid marble floor.

“Damn it!”

Chen Mo’s eyes turned solemn.

This guy was even more powerful than he had imagined!

“【Onmyoji】!”

Chen Mo roared loudly.

“Watch this!”

Abe Qingtian snapped his folding fan open, chanting under his breath.

“Night Parade of a Hundred Demons!”

He suddenly swung the folding fan forward.

Roar——!

Countless black phantoms surged out from behind him, transforming into a tide of ghosts that rushed toward Asahara Shoko.

“Paltry tricks.”

Asahara Shoko let out a cold snort.

A flash of white light burst from his body. The instant the ghostly shadows touched the white light, they released shrill screams and dispersed into wisps of green smoke.

“How could such mortal filth ever stain the divine?”

“Damn it!”

Abe Qingtian’s face turned pale as his body trembled slightly.

His shikigami could not even break through the opponent’s defense?

“【Gambler】!”

Chen Mo roared once more.

“Coming, coming.”

Sakamoto Ryuji bit down on a cigarette and casually walked out from the crowd.

In his hand was that modified revolver.

“From the front. I want to hit the center of his brow.”

He tossed a coin, his gaze sharp.

Clink.

The coin landed.

Heads.

A playful smile curled at the corner of Sakamoto Ryuji’s mouth.

He raised the gun and aimed at the center of Asahara Shoko’s brow.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three bullets, like three streaks of black lightning, tore through the void.

However.

Asahara Shoko merely raised his hand and gave a light wave.

The three bullets strangely paused in midair.

Then they turned around and shot back toward Sakamoto Ryuji!

“Holy shit!”

Sakamoto Ryuji jumped in fright and hurriedly dodged to the side.

The three bullets brushed past his body, leaving three bottomless bullet holes in the wall behind him.

“Not bad luck,”

Asahara Shoko looked at Sakamoto Ryuji coldly. “But my destiny is not something mortals may profane.”

“How is this possible?!”

Sakamoto Ryuji’s expression changed drastically.

“Asahara Shoko’s mental power is already strong enough to distort reality.”

Tsuchimikado Rin’s voice reached Chen Mo’s ear. “He is using faith power to alter the surrounding physical laws.”

“He is no longer a mere transcendent.”

“He… he is becoming a god!”

Chen Mo looked at the figure on the high platform, like a demon god, and a sense of powerlessness surged within him.

This guy was already so powerful that it exceeded their imagination.

“Ah… so noisy…”

Sano Manatsu looked at the chaotic battlefield before her and frowned.

“What a terrifying nightmare…”

She extended her hand and gently waved it toward the battlefield.

“Dreamscape·Sinking.”

Weng——

An invisible ripple spread out instantly, centered on her.

The Divine Guard warriors’ bodies suddenly stiffened.

A trace of confusion flashed through their eyes.

The light swords in their hands drooped weakly.

What did they see?

Their family?

Their lovers?

Their dreams?

The Divine Guard’s offensive instantly came to a halt.

“Well done!”

Chen Mo’s eyes lit up.

“Now’s the time!”

Chen Mo roared, “All units, attack!”

Gang Tianmeng, Tsuchimikado Rin, Hattori Heizo, Abe Qingtian, Sakamoto Ryuji—six people charged toward Asahara Shoko at the same time.

This was their only chance.

And also their final hope.

“Foolish mortals.”

Asahara Shoko looked at the onrushing crowd, that arrogant smile still on his face.

He raised his scepter high.

“God says——”

“Radiance endures forever!”

Rumble rumble!!!!!!!!

The entire Imperial Palace suddenly began to tremble violently.

Pillars of golden light shot skyward from the ground, enveloping the entire grand hall.

Sacred and majestic.

And Asahara Shoko’s figure slowly rose within the golden radiance.

He was like a small sun, radiating blinding light.

“Tremble, mortals!”

“This is the power of a god!”


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