Chapter 964 - 21: So, Here’s the Question

Chapter 964: Chapter 21: So, Here’s the Question

On the other side, away from the field.

The conversation between the two, who had just met but hit it off instantly, was nearing its end.

"To challenge me head-on, you really are quite something..."

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old gender-neutral beautiful boy laughed heartily as if he had heard something amusing, but his laughter was clear and honest, not giving off a mocking feel. Instead, he genuinely appreciated the person opposite him, admiring their act of challenging him.

Admiring that determination, admiring that courage, perhaps that’s what it was all about.

"What challenge? I just asked if you wanted to compete with me... Don’t make it sound like I’m challenging a Dragon or something."

Kusanagi Hikotou raised the baseball bat in his hand, giving it a light swing, and indicated his intention through his actions, speaking with a look of helplessness.

"Undoubtedly, and don’t belittle yourself, this is a challenge, and one that is most uprightly initiated... I am the embodiment of battle and victory, whatever you achieve through combat, I can discern its value, good or bad."

The foreign boy did not take it to heart, responding with a cheerful tone, as if his presence was spreading a light-hearted Latin atmosphere around.

Watching this young man’s chuunibyou-like behavior, Kusanagi Hikotou couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his eye.

He felt like he was seeing his former self...

The old habit of feeling secondhand embarrassment resurfaced... No, no, it’s just too cringeworthy!

Since just now, Kusanagi Hikotou was surprised to find that he really got along well with this foreign boy. The other party was very bright and cheerful, the type that was particularly positive and uplifting, and this attitude, like the heat radiating from the Sun, unknowingly affected him as well...

Moreover, despite the noble impression given by the other’s demeanor, he was very gentle and easygoing, with no airs in conversation. Even when speaking with a certain aristocratic tone and words, it didn’t come off as unpleasantly pretentious.

So with just a few sentences, the two were chatting enthusiastically—

Like they were old friends reunited after a long time apart or friends at first sight.

This naturally made Kusanagi Hikotou very happy, but the only thing he found less than perfect about the situation was that the foreign boy across from him seemed to have... chuunibyou.

—And clearly, it’s a deep, incurable late-stage condition.

For example, his choice of words had a classical flair, and when he spoke, he insisted on maintaining this inexplicable style. Moreover, he seemed to have established some strange character persona for himself, firmly believing that he was extraordinary, which he had to illustrate through his words and actions...

Upon thinking a little, Kusanagi Hikotou felt extremely embarrassed, but seeing the boy’s age before him, he could only sigh inwardly and feel the need to be understanding and tolerant... After all, who hasn’t been through such a phase? He himself had gone through a chuunibyou stage.

Even just not long ago, he still had some of these symptoms... but his symptoms, relatively speaking, were not that deep. Especially after outgrowing the chuunibyou phase, becoming more mature and realistic, he decisively erased traces of his black history.

"In principle, facing challenges makes me happy; sometimes such games are nice too."

The foreign boy spoke while slightly frowning, seeming a bit troubled by this, and he sighed: "But I too have things I must do, and might not be able to accept this challenge now..."

—So that’s a rejection.

—I thought I’d get to square off with this brat.

Kusanagi Hikotou seemed a bit disappointed but didn’t overthink; it was understandable that someone might have their own matters to attend to... But if it were this person, is it really okay?

"Didn’t you say you lost your memory? Is it really alright to run around like this everywhere? Isn’t it dangerous?"

Kusanagi Hikotou expressed his concern, giving a brief look over the boy’s robe, which was filthy, tattered, and naturally raised suspicions. He had inquired about it during their conversation, and the other replied that he had amnesia and forgot things from his past.

It seemed like the question wasn’t answered, yet it also seemed like it was resolved.

If the memory loss resulted from some incident, then becoming like this while wandering around would be understandable, right?

"There will be no danger; I am the victor, and victory is always with me, this is my nature. No matter what conflict or enemy I face, my victory remains unchanged, unshakable." The foreign lad spoke plainly, his words conveying immense arrogance yet said with utter calm.

"..."

"..."

"...Yeah."

Kusanagi Hikotou forced a smile, not knowing how to respond, feeling a faint melancholy wash over him.

The chuunibyou across was too deep into his act; what could be done about it? Despite his desire to convince him, if he truly lost his memory, as a foreigner, going to the police or embassy for help would be the best course of action, yet this guy was as stubborn as an ox.

"How about..."

He hesitated to speak, considering taking this guy to some relevant agency to have a look.

But before he finished—

"All right, leisure time is over... Initially, I wanted to play with you a bit, but now, I have more important things to do." The boy across suddenly spoke, his eyes turning sharp for a moment before returning to normal.

"?"

Kusanagi Hikotou couldn’t quite react, his words cut off, and in the next second, he suddenly felt a towering typhoon explode around him, the oncoming wind pressure causing him to stagger, about to fall.

Thankfully, the boy across grabbed him, allowing him to regain his balance.

"Now, get out of here quickly! Find a safe place!" The lad cheerfully shouted, pointing off into the distance, indicating a direction to Kusanagi Hikotou.

"Wh-what..."

Kusanagi Hikotou couldn’t understand what was happening at all. He felt the whole world suddenly became chaotic in an instant. An unusual roar resounded in his ears, as if the ground was undergoing fierce friction, accompanied by countless screams and shouts from people.

Everything was in such chaos!

An earthquake?!

In a second, realizing this, his pupils fiercely contracted to the extreme, because he saw the scene at the end of the city’s skyline...

What is this?

Is this monstrous cinematic spectacle really reality?

As if plunged into an ice cellar, his limbs stiffened, and the blood in his body felt like it was frozen, Kusanagi Hikotou felt his worldview being severely shaken, doubting the understanding he held over past decades!

......

...

"Wild Boar... indeed!!"

Erica, who was originally filled with suspicion, was now left with certainty and furious anger.

She bit her lip, started to sprint forward, her speed far exceeding the champions in world athletic competitions.

The ground suddenly began to shake violently, and the surrounding buildings seemed on the verge of collapse, the towering rumble overwhelmed all other sounds. The merchandise inside shops fell to the ground, the chandeliers in the department store crashed down, even the glass facing the passage shattered in unison—

Countless glass fragments fell from the sky.

The roaring and shaking continued relentlessly, with cracks like tentacles extending from the surface of buildings, spreading to the street’s ground, even reaching the underground passages nearby!

And the culprit behind all this...

The Wild Boar!

The colossal fifty-meter-long wild boar silhouette suddenly appeared in the city, as if the space completely tore open, becoming a gateway connecting the Otherworld and the present world. This majestic divine beast’s silhouette, giant as a mountain and black as night, materialized therein! Landing with an extraordinarily fierce momentum, ramming and wrecking the surrounding buildings one by one!

—When its four feet stomp the earth fiercely, the ground vibrates intensely...

—When it roars, the windows of surrounding buildings collectively vibrate and shatter...

—When it charges forward, the city feels like a backdrop for filming a special effects movie, effortlessly smashed to pieces like building blocks...

The blonde Knight Princess was not unfamiliar with this; it was one of the Divine Beast figures sighted on Sardinia. And now, its appearance on this Eastern island heightened her suspicion towards that boy... In the few sighting reports available, that boy’s silhouette also appeared on site. ℴℴ𝘮

And it’s the same now!

Is he some ambitious person? An uncontrolled magician? Or perhaps a priest or assistant priest from a religious order?

Is he conspiring to summon the Defiant Gods?!

Almost instantaneously connecting this thought, believing it to be the most likely outcome, Erica harbored an immense rage, silently holding a rapier in her hand, and amidst chaos, she rushed against the crowd towards the direction of the colossal beast covered in fur that seemed darker than darkness!

That also was the direction towards that boy!

......

"This size... even adding another ten meters in length would be comparable to Tima’s demon dragon form in size."

In the similarly chaotic stadium, Gu Mo watched the distant silhouette of the giant, mountainous black demon pig without panic, even having the leisure to critique it.

Of course, this demon pig was one of the ten avatars possessed by War God Velaslana, specifically the Authority of the "Wild Boar". It appeared extremely majestic and exceptional, an embodiment of extremely violent and powerful destructive force, whose normal combat power could crush most Subordinate Gods and Divine Beasts.

In the original storyline—

There was even the outrageous feat of charging from Earth all the way to the Moon, creating a crater upon impact...

It is imaginable that when this Divine Beast goes berserk, causing massive earthquakes on Earth was just a simple matter, possibly just a ripple effect from its destructive power.

"So, is it time for the Demon King’s advancement..."

Gu Mo looked in a certain direction.

Massive chaos, tremendous upheaval, the fearful emotions of the crowd...

The emitted giant waves of dark negative energy formed an ominous flow of magical power, converging towards the only bottomless pit nearby capable of absorbing them... Horns grew from the temples, and feet transformed into the Demon’s Foot, this McDonald’s temp worker was evidently gradually restoring the Demon King’s stance.

"Eh?"

Gu Mo slightly paused, at this moment, he realized some part of his Authority was subtly becoming active.

In his view, he saw a red line of connection emerging, spreading in the void, directly linking to this battlefield in front of him...

Wait, the Godslayer is the illegitimate child of Epimetheus, and his wife Pandora is the one who manages the Godslayer Rebirth Technique... Both originating from the divinity and imagery in Greek Mythology, and the emergence of Godslayers benefited from their existence...

So, here’s the question—

Gathering the Authorities of the Twelve Olympian Gods, Titan Gods and many lesser gods, representing the entirety of Greek Mythology, what would be the position of a person like me in this world?

Gu Mo blinked his eyes and placed his hand on his chin, seriously pondering about the phenomenon before him. He realized that seemingly due to an excessively high rank, he somehow directly bypassed the original manager, acquiring the operational authority for the Godslayer Rebirth Technique.