"Gulp…"
Yushiro swallowed frantically, his hands involuntarily clutching his throat, breathing heavily. He could breathe in air, yet…
At this moment, he felt like he had reverted to a normal human being, about to drown in water.
Cold sweat drenched his clothes, and large beads of sweat dripped onto the ground, making a sound.
He wanted to immediately grab Lord Tamayo's arm and flee, but his subconscious told him not to. Fleeing now would surely be disastrous.
"Ta, Tamayo, Lord Tamayo, how… how are you?" Yushiro mechanically turned his head, anxiously asking Tamayo, who was trembling just as much as he was.
"I, I'm fine… Yu, Yu, Yushiro…" Tamayo looked fearfully at the young man ahead who was enjoying his udon noodles, clutching a talisman made of folded paper.
In human eyes, this young man was simply a noble of imposing presence.
But to evade Kibutsuji Muzan, Yushiro had developed a Blood Demon Art related to sight, which could not only obscure others' vision but also allow people to see things normally invisible.
The paper talisman in her hand was drawn with Yushiro's demon blood, capable of concealing her aura and allowing her to see things she normally couldn't.
It was precisely by relying on this that she had managed to remain hidden from Muzan.
At this moment, what she saw in her eyes was far beyond the oppressive aura exuded by Kibutsuji Muzan.
Sacred golden light, like clouds, emanated from the young man, spreading in all directions. Everywhere her gaze fell was filled with this light.
Neither humans nor demons could perceive this light with their eyes.
Even the sky was illuminated by this sacred golden light.
It seemed the entire Tokyo had become the young man's Divine Domain, with the movement of all things under his control.
The young man seemed to turn his head slowly, his pale golden eyes glancing at her, perhaps because her fright caused the medicine in her hand to drop and shatter, making a sound that might have offended him.
Boom—
"Ugh—"
Tamayo let out a fearful sound. What she saw were not pale golden eyes, but two dazzling suns. She instinctively raised her arms to shield her eyes.
The sun! That was the sun!
As a demon, one who had lived for hundreds of years, the fear of the sun had long penetrated her soul, every single cell.
Yushiro even took a step back, directly falling onto the ground, the fear on his face turning into despair.
And in the instant their eyes met, certain realizations appeared in the minds of Tamayo and Yushiro.
[God!]
[Destiny Fantasy Great God!]
Tamayo's face turned terrifyingly pale. Without any thought of resistance, her knees buckled, and she knelt directly on the ground, her hands prostrated, her forehead resting on the back of her hands.
God! Great God!
I, a demon, have encountered a God! What do I do, what do I do! Am I about to be struck down by divine wrath, about to die the next moment?
She wasn't afraid of death, but she still had the obsession of killing Kibutsuji Muzan unfulfilled.
She didn't wonder why God would appear here, nor did she wonder why God had never shown himself if he existed.
Any such thoughts were nothing more than self-righteous delusions when a true God appeared before her.
Yushiro, terrified, also immediately prostrated himself on the ground, his forehead resting on the back of his hands, trembling.
God! God! Please don't send Lord Tamayo to the afterlife! Send me instead!
The owner of the udon noodle stall looked curiously at the two who had suddenly knelt down, incredibly respectful: "Customers, do you know those two?"
Could they be servants or something? This customer is indeed an unimaginably important person.
Xia Wei finished his last bite of noodles, gently put down his bowl and chopsticks, and a golden talisman appeared in his hand, which he placed on the cart: "Thank you for the meal, boss. I don't have money, so this will be for the meal."
This was a token containing a bit of divine power of destiny, capable of making someone lucky for a period of time.
Luck and misfortune were originally branches of destiny's power. Adjusting a person's luck and misfortune was much more convenient than directly using Destiny Authority.
"Gold!" The middle-aged boss was startled: "Customer! This is too much! Too much!"
Watching the young man stand up and leave, he quickly grabbed the golden token and was about to chase after him, but the next moment he tripped over a small stone: "Ouch!"
By the time he got up, the young man was gone, and the two servants had also disappeared.
"Gone? So fast?" The middle-aged boss looked at the gold token in his hand: "I'll keep this for that distinguished guest for now. I must return it next time I see him."
Xia Wei was actually still there, but the boss couldn't see or hear him.
Xia Wei looked at the two demons prostrated on the ground, trembling, and his golden eyes instantly saw through everything about them.
No information beneath God could be hidden from God's eyes—emotions, inner thoughts, and so on.
"Tamayo, Yushiro."
"Yushiro has not eaten humans and has always done good deeds and saved people. Even as a demon, the world will still tolerate you."
Yushiro, who had been scared to death, instantly felt the drowning sensation disappear. Listening to God's gentle voice, his fear vanished.
"However, Tamayo, you are different. Although there was the inducement of being deceived by Muzan, what you have done will never disappear from the world's records."
"The world only judges your actions, not your inner thoughts."
"Even if you have saved many people with your medical skills, compared to those you have eaten and killed, this small amount of good deeds is a drop in the ocean."
"You are bound to fall into hell."
"And the hell of this world is a one-way street; once you fall into hell, your soul will be scattered."
The 'reincarnation' and 'hell' of this world are well-established but also very simple, relying solely on the world's most basic operations.
Becoming a demon does not lead to hell, but as soon as one eats a human, they are instantly marked by the world, becoming 'red-named.'
After the physical body dies, the soul falls into hell.
Although it is called 'hell,' it is essentially a recycling station for waste.
Tamayo had expected to be immediately sent to the afterlife by God, but she didn't expect God to speak to her.
She felt no particular sadness when she heard she would fall into hell and have her soul scattered. She knew that if gods and Buddhas existed, she would certainly fall into hell.
Because she had a terminal illness and made a selfish wish to an evil demon to see her children grow up, she was turned into a demon and ate her husband and children, and she didn't know how much human blood was on her hands before she regained her self-awareness.
Yushiro became anxious, his forehead directly hitting the ground: "God! Lord Tamayo was also deceived by Kibutsuji Muzan! That was not Lord Tamayo's true intention! I beg you, please do not let Lord Tamayo fall into hell!"
"If Lord Tamayo must fall into hell, please let me take her punishment instead!"