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"Hahaha! I wanted to say something cool, but as expected, this body still can't withstand the sun's power to this extent!"
Like Melqart, wouldn't it be better to just honestly return to the mythology? Why be so cheeky? Are you having fun?
Standing above the lava sea that stretched for several kilometers, Hiro complained inwardly while looking at the energetic young man dozens of meters away.
Using a human body to unleash the White Horse from the Prometheus' Secret Text had almost no effect on him now, aside from a brief mental refresh-like taking a sip of cool water.
Since it was an attack carried out using a "toy," this level of outcome was within expectations.
The blazing white flames, powerful enough to incinerate two gods at once, wouldn't even feel hot to him even if he didn't deliberately block them.
After some time, the lava sea below gradually cooled, turning a dark gray-black.
At the center of the fading light ahead, a charred figure appeared.
It decayed and scattered from the bottom up.
Much like the tragic state depicted in the original work, Hiro couldn't tell whether it was the effect of the "Camel," the contribution of the "Ram," or simply the powerful will of the Undefeated God of War himself.
"You're already in this condition. Wouldn't it be better to hurry back and see your Mithra?"
Seeing that Verethragna still refused to return to the mythology even now, Hiro spoke with a slightly exasperated expression.
Hearing this, Verethragna showed no anger at all.
Instead, he smiled broadly, as if he had finally fulfilled a long-cherished wish.
"Returning to the mythology and meeting my Lord is something I will naturally do later."
"But for now, even to surpass that ancient God King Melqart, I must persist a little longer."
Are you some brat who ran away from a myth?
"Moreover, before I return to the mythology, there are a few things I wish to tell an excellent warrior like you."
Unnoticed by him, everything below Verethragna's waist had already turned into black ash and scattered.
Only his charred upper body remained.
He extended it toward Hiro, his face still wearing that brilliant smile.
"In the past, I descended to the earth many times."
"But neither the Campione before you, nor the gods of other mythologies, were ever able to defeat me."
"Until today."
"O Demon King who slew the God of Victory-become stronger than anyone else."
"Before I descend from the mythology next time, do not lose to anyone on Earth."
"Including that Last Steel!"
With those words, the Undefeated God of War smiled-
And instantly turned into drifting black ash, scattering into the air.
"In short, he just gave the usual provocative speech before leaving."
Looking at the faint black traces remaining ahead, Hiro summarized calmly.
The items Verethragna left behind after returning to the mythology were still part of his "Reincarnation" spell power and an Authority-the God of War of the East.
Beside the item marked with the "Youth" icon were ten small circular plates, representing the two items obtained through the "Great Reincarnation Spell" after slaying Verethragna.
"Ding! Fifth-Tier Luck extraction completed. Congratulations to the Host for acquiring: Divine Tier - Susanoo, five-digit."
"Note: When equipped, the Host will gain a certain power bonus when using abilities and items related to Susanoo."
"This Divine Tier has the potential to evolve further."
This was an additional reward.
One that was either strangely confusing-
Or extremely powerful.
As for the Authorities obtained from Melqart, they were his two great hammers: Banisher and Repeller.
Banisher: After releasing its True Name, it gains automatic tracking, and its power does not diminish with repeated attacks.
Repeller: After releasing its True Name, its attack power is greatly enhanced and gains special damage bonuses against large targets.
Two portions of spell power-likely similar in nature-were also obtained.
One was left for Grayfia.
The other was reserved for his own experiments.
As for the two useless "mace toys," Hiro casually tossed them to Grayfia.
Since they were special Authority-type items, carrying them posed no problem.
Oh, right. There's also the vacant White Horse.
Thinking this, Hiro casually tapped the system item slot dial, activating it.
At the same time, he unequipped the White Horse from himself, planning to hand it to his maid later.
Come to think of it, in the High School DxD world, I only knew Grayfia had mind-reading.
Nothing else.
She's only seen me use a Stand, the Red Dragon Emperor, and the Eye of Sodom.
No wonder she didn't recognize me.
Ignoring the still faintly glowing earth below, Hiro turned around and flew toward Erica and her attendant several kilometers away.
Meanwhile-
Within the Boundary of Life and Death, a certain girl was stamping her feet in frustration.
"Aaaah!! Why?! Why won't the ritual start?!"
"That guy is clearly human!"
"And he did kill a god-two, if you count that pervert from yesterday, that's three!"
"So why, why won't it start?!"
The girl looked thirteen or fourteen years old.
Her pale purple hair was tied into twin tails, the eerie hue reminiscent of the famous monster Medusa from Greek mythology.
Her delicate features carried a baby-faced cuteness, full of youthful innocence and liveliness.
Yet layered atop that tender appearance was an unmistakable eeriness.
It made people forget her apparent age and instinctively associate her with the word "mature woman."
She wore a light white dress, her figure slender-almost excessively so.
Now, however, the girl named Pandora was clearly agitated.
Nothing was going according to plan.
"Not only did I fail to receive the spell power when the gods returned to the mythology..."
"I can't even pull that young man's consciousness over."
"Since I began presiding over this ritual, this is the first time something like this has happened."
"Why is that?"
Her small, fair hand impatiently rubbed at her pale purple twin tails.
The goddess-girl Pandora muttered to herself while staring at the silent Reincarnation Secret Rite.
In the Campione! worldview, killing a god should grant only one Authority.
The White Horse and the Ram were both incarnations of the "God of War of the East."
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