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Chapter 240: The First Use of the Kill Mode
🕑 Added 2025-06-05 13:13:11 +0000 UTCIn the luxurious presidential suite’s bathroom, Blake sat on the bench, enjoying the feeling of Hina wiping his back with a towel, his face filled with delight.
"Master, is it comfortable?"
Hina asked in a somewhat flustered voice. Every time her hands accidentally touched Blake’s muscular back, she felt a strange sensation, but she didn’t mind. She only felt very shy.
"Very comfortable, but a little more force would be perfect."
Blake replied contentedly.
"I understand."
Hina nodded hurriedly and increased the pressure.
"Master, are you gathering the priestesses to break the seal of the Western Heavenly Palace and summon the Monkey King?"
After a brief pause, Hina cautiously asked.
"Mm, do you want to stop me?"
Blake said indifferently, his tone unreadable.
"Hina dares not. I just want to confirm your thoughts and help you, Master."
Upon hearing this, Hina immediately explained.
The Monkey King was bound by the divine power of the East Tōshō Daikōzen using incantations from sacred priests. To release him, three conditions had to be met: first, the manifestation of the Dragon-Snake divine status. Second, a treasure sword imbued with a weakening "seal." Third, a maiden priestess wielding the sword with spiritual power.
"Master, the second and third conditions can be met. However, the first condition cannot be fulfilled at the moment. You will need to capture a divine beast with Dragon-Snake attributes or an unwilling deity."
"The manifestation of the Dragon-Snake divine status? You need not worry about that, I have my own ways."
Blake’s voice was calm, unwavering. No divine beast in this world could compare to the sheer might of his own Red Dragon Emperor’s aura.
"Master, I was overthinking it."
Hina was momentarily stunned before quickly lowering her head.
Blake smirked. "A maid who thinks ahead is quite charming. I should reward you."
He turned to meet Hina’s gaze, his golden eyes gleaming with mischief. The moment stretched between them, the air thick with tension. Hina’s face turned crimson, her lips parting slightly as she struggled to form a response.
"Master, teasing me like this... Mmm!!!"
Before she could finish, Blake seized her lips, claiming them without hesitation. His hand curled around her waist, pulling her closer.
At first, she resisted, but it was a fleeting hesitation. Soon, she melted into the kiss, overwhelmed by his dominance. Blake only released her when she was breathless, licking away the silver thread between them.
"Master...!"
Hina’s voice was barely a whisper, her entire body trembling.
Blake smirked, satisfied. "The reward is over. Now, keep rubbing my back… but this time, use this towel."
His meaning was clear.
"I... I understand..."
Blushing fiercely, Hina removed her towel, letting her silky skin press against his back as she resumed her task.
That night, the suite was filled with muffled moans and the sounds of indulgence, echoing through the lavish space.
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The Next Day—Noon
Blake slowly opened his eyes, turning to glance at the woman beside him. A satisfied smile played on his lips.
Last night had been wild. From the bath to the bed, they'd indulged in every possible way. As a god, Hina had remarkable endurance, but even she couldn’t outlast him.
After all, no one could match Blake, whose body was strengthened beyond mortal limits.
"Indeed, having a well-behaved maid is quite comfortable," he muttered.
After washing up, he glanced at Hina’s still-sleeping form, then turned his attention to the system notification.
Ding!
Congratulations, Master, for completing the task of secretly seducing your maid. Reward: 50 luck points. Remaining luck points: 4330. Please continue exploring the path of perversion.
Blake scoffed. "Secretly seducing? That was mutual."
Shaking his head, he stretched, his gaze shifting toward the sky beyond the bulletproof glass.
It was time to begin.
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The Sky Above Kanto—Moments Later
Blake soared thousands of meters above the earth, standing atop the clouds, his gaze cold and calculating.
"Sia, activate Kill Mode."
A golden light burst from his right hand as the Holy Spear materialized, humming with divine energy.
"Master, Kill Mode has been activated. Each minute consumes 100 luck points. Please be aware."
Sia’s voice was unusually solemn, laced with concern. She knew exactly what Blake intended to do—sever the fate of an entire mythology.
Slaying a single god’s destiny was one thing. But to cut off an entire mythological system? That was an entirely different battlefield.
But Blake smirked. The challenge only made his blood boil.
"Severing the luck of a mythology… now this gets my blood pumping."
He tightened his grip on the Holy Spear, its divine radiance piercing through the clouds.
The three main reasons he had come to Japan:
1. Send Yuri home.
2. Kill Susanoo and see if the entire pantheon would react. Unlike Poseidon, whose death went unanswered, he wanted to see if these gods had the guts to retaliate.
3. Destroy the high level gods of the mythology to complete the system task.
And they did react.
"Oh, system, if the task reward isn’t worth it, I’m dismantling you."
As his words fell, the tip of the Holy Spear flared with overwhelming power.
Then—he swung.
Crack—!
The very fabric of fate shattered.
Clouds twisted into a massive vortex, turning jet-black as streaks of lightning crackled across the sky. Torrential rain fell in sheets, winds howled, and the entire atmosphere became unnatural.
A blood-red moon appeared in the sky, an eerie omen of what was to come.
Panic spread across Japan. People screamed, unable to comprehend the supernatural disaster unfolding before them.
Meanwhile, leaders of other nations, powerful sorcerers, and Campiones around the world felt the overwhelming presence rising from Japan.
A pantheon was awakening.
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The space around Blake distorted as figures emerged. Dozens of gods stood before him, their expressions twisted in fury and madness.
Among them—Susanoo.
But unlike before, his eyes were hollow, filled only with mindless rage. Black mist coiled around his form, consuming his sanity.
Blake smirked. "Tsukuyomi, Susanoo, and the rest of the deities… looks like this is their last stand."
A bestial roar erupted as Susanoo lunged, his blade Heavenly Cloud Sword cleaving through space itself.
Too slow.
Blake vanished.
In an instant, he reappeared behind Susanoo, the Sacred Spear crackling with divine lightning.
He thrust—
A flash of golden light.
The spear pierced through Susanoo’s skull, obliterating him in a single, precise strike.
One down.
Blake’s golden eyes gleamed with excitement as he turned toward the remaining gods.
"Who’s next?"
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To be continued...
