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The son of the goddess Alteo, a peerless hero who exercises the authority to annihilate the Demon King according to the covenant.

His true identity is Rama, the protagonist of the ancient Indian epic "Ramayana."

As one of the most famous incarnations of Vishnu, the "Preserver God," Rama's story of killing the demon king Ravana, reclaiming his wife Sita, and saving the world from fire and water has influenced many heroic legends in later Eurasian regions. It is no exaggeration to call him the originator of the 'rescue' hero archetype.

"So, the gods of the heavens chose Rama as the executor."

"In order to grant Rama absolute power, the gods of the heavens bestowed upon him two treasures."

Pandora extended two fingers as she spoke.

Murakoshi didn't interrupt, listening to Pandora's narrative.

"First, is the weapon crafted for him by the combined efforts of the gods."

"It encompasses the companion weapons of various gods and can be said to be the strongest divine weapon."

"For example, Poseidon's trident, Thor's hammer..."

"All are included within it."

"Second, is the ancient covenant magic created by the gods to counter the reincarnation ritual."

"This covenant allows the Last King to receive support from the heavens and stars. For every Godslayer in the world, his spell power doubles."

"Based on the current six Godslayers in existence, when the Last King manifests, his spell power will surge sixfold."

Recalling her experiences over the years and the information she has gathered on the Last King.

Pandora, without any concealment, recounted everything to Murakoshi, holding nothing back.

"Oh!"

"Indeed, it's quite interesting."

Touching his chin, Murakoshi thought thoughtfully.

"You can speak your guesses directly."

"Whether I believe it or not is my own judgment."

Lifting his eyelids, Murakoshi frowned as he looked at Pandora's hesitant appearance, and spoke.

"Ah!"

"Okay."

Pandora nodded, gaining a little more confidence.

"Actually, it's not that no Godslayer has achieved that."

"There was once a very outstanding child in history."

"Before Rama cleansed, he didn't reveal his true talent."

"When Rama appeared, he used his hidden authority to defeat Rama."

What Pandora said was correct.

The so-called ancient covenant magic is based on the sum of the power of the Godslayers existing in the world to enhance Rama.

Similarly.

Every time a Godslayer is defeated, Rama's power will also diminish.

When only the last Godslayer remains.

The remaining power of Rama must be stronger than that of a single Godslayer.

But it will never be so strong as to be hopeless.

In this case, it is possible for Rama to be defeated.

"However, Rama is immortal."

"Rama's resurrection only took fifty years. After fifty years, he cleansed again."

"With only three Godslayers in the world, he annihilated two newly born Godslayers and the one who defeated him."

"Moreover, the power Rama displayed that time exceeded the level of enhancement that the ancient covenant magic should have."

"Oh!"

Pandora's narration ended, and Murakoshi fell into a state of contemplation.

There are too few initial factors. Even Murakoshi cannot find the correct answer by guessing alone.

"Alright, continue your work."

...

It was morning.

Around 8:30 AM, Su Jin, holding half a sandwich, drank milk tea while looking at the gloomy sky outside the window.

"The weather seems nice, at least the summer heat has lessened a lot."

After saying this, he looked at the sofa opposite him.

Athena, who didn't have much need to eat, was sitting there, quietly looking at him.

"Shall we leave now?"

"Yes."

Putting the last piece of sandwich in his mouth, Murakoshi looked at Athena and extended his large hand.

"Give me the coordinates, and I'll teleport us directly."

"I thought you would take the opportunity to ask for a kiss."

Athena chuckled, moved to Murakoshi's side, and placed her small hand directly in Murakoshi's palm.

"I'm not a Godslayer, I don't have that kind of useful curse on me."

"Besides, even if I'm not afraid of the kiss of the goddess of the underworld, it's still unnecessary."

A black hole slowly unfolded directly under Murakoshi's feet.

Murakoshi winked at Athena.

"I don't have the spirit of 'being romantic even if it means dying under a peony flower'."

At the same time!

An old shrine, with moss even growing on the wooden floor.

The surroundings are also very simple, with low peach trees growing around it, with shimenawa ropes stretched around the shrine and peach trees, releasing intense spell power.

Surrounded by lush jungle, Guinevere and Lancelot had arrived.

At the same time, in their hands was a young man, knocked unconscious and held by Lancelot.

"Is this the place where the Great Sage is sealed?"

Lancelot frowned, unsure if it was because she disliked it or was surprised.

"This is definitely the place."

"Let's hurry a bit, after all, we're going to face that person head-on."

Guinevere shook her head, directly making a hand-knife gesture and piercing through the shoulder of the man in Lancelot's hand.

No blood spurted out.

There wasn't even a wound. Guinevere actually pulled a katana out of his shoulder.

The next second!

Lancelot directly snapped the man's neck, allowing him to die peacefully in a state of unconsciousness.

Powerful spell power instantly spread out from the brown scabbard.

It felt as if the sword itself had spirituality and life.

It had been sealed all this time, and now that it was finally unsealed, it needed to be released properly.

Lancelot took the sword and directly drew the blade from it.

"Apart from the spell power, the material of the steel and the forging technique are all of the lowest quality... Is this really the divine sword to unlock the seal of the Divine Sovereign?"

Lancelot is a Martial God.

She only needs to glance at this level of human weapon to completely see through it.

"Although it's called the 'Dragon Slayer Sword', it sounds very impressive, but it's ultimately more symbolic than practical. I heard that they just randomly found a katana to forge it."

Guinevere stood behind Lancelot, explaining to Lancelot.

"Alright, what do I need to do next?"

Holding the katana, Lancelot felt like she didn't even dare to use force.

She was afraid that she would accidentally break this sword that was no harder than tofu.

"It's simple, use it to cut the 'shimenawa rope' of the shrine."

Originally, only a miko with 'misogi' could wield this sword to remove the barrier on the rope.

However, Lancelot is a Heretic God and can directly ignore this requirement.

"Clang—!"

The hemp rope directly broke apart. At the point where the rope broke, the door to another space was successfully connected.

The essence of the nine ancestral spirits through generations is condensed on that one tree.

The balance of various spells all uses this peach tree as a node.

Now there is definitely no chance or possibility to restore it.

Guinevere shook her head.

She directly stepped into the main gate and headed towards the only path ahead.

Walking in the darkness for a while.

The feeling underfoot was as hard as concrete. It was surprisingly easy to walk on, but the visibility was extremely poor.

Front, back, left, and right, nothing could be seen.

Complete darkness.

They walked like this for several minutes.

Maybe several tens of minutes.

The sense of time disappeared.

This was proof that they had reached the underworld. In the realm of life and death, the void land between the world of humans and the realm of gods has no concept of time.

This is a forbidden zone for humans. Ordinary people who set foot here can only die.

The two continued to move forward.

They often came to the underworld and it had no appeal for them.

After about ten minutes, they finally saw the exit.

A four-cornered hole was a dozen meters ahead, and light was leaking from there.

They quickened their pace and stepped through the four-cornered hole. It was an old hut.

No one lived there.

It was probably a stable. Outside, the sun was shining, and the sky was very refreshing and clear.

In the distance, they could see a very spectacular building, a large house...

No, a castle or a palace. It didn't look like a Japanese-style building. It was a Chinese-style palace similar to the Forbidden City. This was a stable in that territory.

On the hay, lay a monkey.

Unlike the one in the play, its face was not red, and its fur was very bright.

It had golden fur that was close to orange.