Today had been an utterly miserable day for the rabbit-eared boy.
In the morning, he was dragged around by his own goddess to act as a pack mule. Then he was teased by "Freya" and Lumine until he was turned into Bell… that much could be glossed over.
By nightfall, he had finally awakened the magic he had dreamed of for so long—only to get too carried away while celebrating, nearly exhausting all of his freshly awakened magic power, and falling into a coma from mental exhaustion.
Now, after painstakingly recovering just a tiny bit, he was finally about to wake up—
"Mm~"
"Kids shouldn't be looking at this, y'know~"
Pia~!
Renjiro chopped the back of Bell's neck with a clean hand strike, and the young man immediately returned to "peaceful slumber."
One could imagine how utterly confused Bell must have been in the instant before losing consciousness again.
But now—
"Mona, sorry to trouble you, but please make a trip and send Bell back to the base first."
"No problem."
With a single thought from Renjiro, the astrologer—now wearing a pair of knee-high boots—instantly manifested.
In the next moment, she directly activated the group teleportation, carrying Bell with her as they vanished from the Dungeon.
As for Renjiro himself—
"Your rating is pretty high, isn't it, toad woman."
In front of a professional Lv.6 "meat shield," even large numbers of Poison Vermis ultimately fell short.
At this moment, Phryne—her entire body wrapped in golden light particles was swinging her twin short-handled axes, slaughtering every last venomous monster that Renjiro had formed using magic.
Behind her, the Amazon warriors, Vice-Captain Tammuz, and the cloaked woman whose robe hem revealed a fox tail, all remained in place.
Facing them alone—
"If Poison Vermis aren't impressive enough, then what about Dungeon?"
Renjiro plucked another strand of hair and casually blew it forward.
In the next instant—
"SSSS~"
As massive amounts of magic power were consumed, large numbers of monsters resembling Komodo dragons—each with backs densely packed with sharp spikes—erupted around Renjiro.
Seeing this scene with their own eyes—
"This guy… can he summon anything?"
Aisha instinctively stepped in front of the cloaked woman and shouted, "Aren't you afraid of pulling all your hair out, you damn baldness-in-training?!"
Hearing that—
"Relax. I'm not yanking hair out. I'm just cutting a bit off."
Yes—Renjiro actually answered the heckle quite seriously.
Clearly, he had put real thought into how to use Primordial Human magic without looking pathetic.
And more importantly—without hurting himself.
So then…
Should he imitate Yoshikage Kira and constantly shave off fingernail clippings?
Uh… that felt uncomfortable.
Which left only one option—
Imitate the Monkey King.
Pluck a hair, blow it, and make ten thousand monkeys~
But just as Aisha had mocked, if he kept pulling out his hair over time and ended up with Saitama's "strongest man" hairstyle, that would be tragic.
That was why Renjiro deliberately treated it like a haircut—each time he used Primordial Human magic to summon something, he only sliced off a tiny segment of hair.
Conveniently, once used, these hairs would automatically dissipate into nothingness, avoiding—at least to some extent—the risk of leaving behind genetic information.
Renjiro was very cautious.
After all, even if this fantasy world in the Age of Gods lacked cloning technology… what if someone used a curse doll?
Or something like Hidan's Death Controlling Possessed Blood from a certain ninja world full of village-scale warfare?
All of those possibilities had to be guarded against.
Given those considerations, expending a bit more magic power was an acceptable price.
Besides, with the Ten Rings of the Human King skill as backup—and with "Duck Duck" currently acting as his wallet—Renjiro could easily afford the cost.
Now—
"To think he can even summon monsters from the Deep Floors… Tch. Just as Ishtar-sama said, this guy can't be measured as a 'normal Lv.3' at all."
Tammuz frowned deeply.
At this moment, let alone a Lv.4 like him—even Lv.6 Phryne was extremely wary of Dungeon Lizards.
Because the poisonous needles fired from their backs possessed the effect of piercing abnormal resistance.
Once struck, the surrounding flesh would rot away within mere seconds.
Worse still, Dungeon Lizards fired an enormous number of poison needles at once—dense enough to form a full-on bullet curtain of suppressive fire.
And Phryne… with her massive body, was undeniably a perfect target.
For a time, the two sides fell into a stalemate.
Renjiro was simply stalling for time—waiting for news.
Meanwhile, Phryne and the others neither wanted to let Renjiro escape, nor dared to act rashly.
Among them, Tammuz, Aisha, and a few others were deeply puzzled.
"Earlier, he could've left together with that summoned female Primordial God. Why did he only have her take away the newcomer and choose to stay himself?"
"Could it be…"
The more Tammuz and Aisha thought about it, the worse it felt.
"He thinks he can wipe us all out here?"
The moment that conclusion formed, the expressions of the smarter ones instantly turned grim.
AntianeiraAisha cautiously edged closer to the cloaked woman—and several Amazon warriors close to her—ready to flee immediately if the situation turned bad.
She was sharp, and her judgment was correct.
She just didn't know that Renjiro had never intended to wipe out everyone present.
However—
Suddenly, it was Renjiro's turn to look shocked.
Because—
"Wait… seriously?"
He gave a helpless, wry smile and sighed inwardly, "Sis… you're even more hotheaded than I am."
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Not long ago—
"Miss Mona, please take me."
This was after the astrologer had delivered Bell back to Maria Orphanage. Syr—who had been awakened and came to ask what had happened—watched as Mona explained, only to see the goddess's expression grow darker and darker.
In the end, the goddess made that request.
Shortly after—
The Goddess of Beauty who ruled Orario temporarily returned to the strongest familia under her command.
And directly issued an order.
"All members, assemble. Tonight, I want the Ishtar Familia… erased completely."
As the core members gathered rapidly—aside from Aether, who was out searching for the Aphrodite Familia—everyone else, including Lumine—
"By your divine will."
No one asked why.
If Freya wished it, then it would be done.
That night, the undisputed "strongest" of the current era no longer remained silent.
"Sorry about this~"
Surrounded by her children, Freya slowly walked toward the Pleasure Quarter.
"Big sister here is just a little angry."
"This time… I might be stealing your 'prey.'"
As she spoke, killing intent filled her amethyst-like eyes.
But soon, her gaze softened slightly—
"And publicly, I can't let you bear the suspicion of 'godslaying.'"
"So tonight… I'll do it for you."
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