The whole world knows that I crossed

Facing a question from a scumbag, Qiao Wen responded with an innocent expression on his face:

"I didn't do anything." He said honestly, "It's just cutting off some things that don't need to continue to exist. Don't make such a fuss?"

——"Things that don't need to continue to exist"?

When everyone heard the words, they all showed thoughtful expressions.

Especially Yeto, at the moment Qiao Wen retracted his sword, he felt as if something had been completely pulled away from him in a trance. Before I knew it, it became clear again.

An inexplicable complex emotion lingered in his chest, as if he was missing something, or as if he was celebrating that he had broken free from some kind of shackles...

The Nameless God silently looked across.

There, Hiroto Fujisaki, who had his completely unfamiliar appearance and voice, even his breath was not the slightest resemblance to the person in his memory, was staring at Qiao Wen with cloudy eyes, and seemed completely indifferent to Yato looking at him gaze.

Yato let out a long, long breath.

It's time to end this.

he thinks.

The hilt of the Mizuren Taidao that was broken in two, which was still held in his hand, no longer had the warm and familiar feel when the blade broke.

Yato knew that this was because of the damage of the blade, which also meant the "damage" of Fei herself, who is a divine weapon.

The girl whom he had been close to and distant from, loved and hated, said to be a childhood sweetheart, but to him now, is more like a familiar stranger who grew up together, has completely dissipated, and even a trace of soul debris is gone. None left.

The reason why the Taidao transformed by her did not disappear with her disappearance was because Yato was still holding its handle.

This is the last link between the artifact and the god.

Relying on this weak connection, the last bit of "evidence" that can prove Fei's existence in the world has not been completely wiped out.

And now, it's time for her to really leave.

I believe that Fei should not have any regrets after finally meeting her "father" in this way.

Yato lowered his eyes, and gradually relaxed the palm holding the handle of the sword, allowing the handle of the Taidao to slip from his hand, and before it fell to the ground, it dissipated in the air like flying gravel.

【Goodbye, Fei. 】

Yato remained silent, and said goodbye to the girl who made him feel complicated for the last time in his heart. After that, he silently took two steps back and took the initiative to stay away from the three giants of hell (Las Mandis, Aiagos & Mino) Si: ??? ①) and Hiroto Fujisaki are likely to become the center of the battlefield in the future.

Hiroto Fujisaki seemed to have finally noticed Yato's movements.

His eyes shifted from Qiao Wen to Yato.

In terms of appearance alone, his new body looks very handsome and harmless, but when he puts on a malicious and mocking smile on his face, no matter how handsome and harmless his face is, it becomes ugly and terrifying at this moment. It seems to be full of boundless malice, just by taking a look, you can feel some kind of disgust and rejection from the bottom of your heart...

"Why, finally decided to abandon the dark and turn to the light? My little Yebu?"

Turning a blind eye to the fact that besides himself and Yato, there were many people who didn't know Yato's real name, Hiroto Fujisaki simply called out Yato's real name indifferently.

"It's a pity... a god like you who was born in sin and killing, grew up in sin and killing, and will eventually return to sin and killing. Thinking with your toes, you know that it is impossible to be accepted by the light, right?"

Hiroto Fujisaki said, as if he felt very interesting, he laughed out loud:

"It's ridiculous and innocent, stupid and endearing, my boy."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yato with a thick and disgusting pure malice.

"Actually, you know it yourself, right? You will never, never be truly understood and accepted by anyone, and you will never bring happiness to anyone."

"Because, this is you, born from my craziest wish, destined to be forever accompanied by killing and death—"

"Yebu, this is you!"

At the end of Hiroto Fujisaki's words, he simply covered his face and laughed wildly and presumptuously——

"Hehe...haha! Hahahahahaha!!!"

Yato watched him quietly, the expression on his face did not change at all from the beginning to the end, it was so calm that he did not look like him.

"The same thing, you've said it once before, Father."

His tone was also unusually calm.

Contrary to Hiroto Fujisaki's assumption, Yato's attitude did not waver in the slightest.

"I have indeed hesitated, been confused, suffered, and despaired about this."

"However, someone gave me a different answer."

In Yato's mind, the girl's bright smiling face, and the expression of anger, gentleness, helplessness, or dependence when she called her name appeared.

The corners of his mouth slowly rose, and the range became bigger and bigger, finally forming a warm and soft smile:

"She let me know that connecting with people isn't something that always brings painful and hopeless memories."

"It was she who let me know that my name, the artifact in my hand, and the power I possess...everything about me can be used not for destruction, but for protecting existence."

"She is different from you, father, and Fei...she is different from you."

"If she is the only one who can remember my existence, and when her soul returns to the underworld, I will disappear with the disappearance of this fate, and I am also willing."

"--so."

Yato raised his eyes with a smile, and met Hiroto Fujisaki's dark and crazy eyes without blinking:

"I'm no longer your 'Yebu'."

"From now on, I am Yato, just 'Yato'."

The last voice fell, and Yato clearly heard a soft "click".

It seemed that something broke in his mind, shattered into bits of starlight, and diffused into the space between heaven and earth.

Hiroto Fujisaki's face instantly turned livid following the crisp sound——

Just now, he clearly sensed it!

After the human youth named Qiao Wen cut off something invisible with his sword, the connection between him and Yato became faint and invisible, and with Yato's announcement just now, it completely disappeared. Gone!

Yato broke free from the real name given to him by Hiroto Fujisaki, the "father" since his birth. From then on, there is no more God of Misfortune Yabu in the world, only the nameless god Yato!

At this moment, Fujisaki Hiroto wished he could kill Qiao Wen who ruined his good deed!

His eyes were cold and stern, and his left hand, which had been hidden in his sleeve, suddenly waved forward...

The next second—

next second!

Next... eh? ? ?

As if... nothing happened...?

There was an unspeakable silence and embarrassment in the air.

Hiroto Fujisaki froze in mid-air.

He looked at his frozen arm in disbelief, and the empty field in front of him. No matter how many times he tried secretly, the expected response never appeared. Even the connection he could clearly perceive before, now At this moment, it seemed to be completely interrupted, and there was no response at all.

Hiroshi Fujisaki's heart trembled.

He mobilized all his mind calmly, wanting to perceive those face monsters who were once named by him.

However, in his perception, it was empty.

Nothing at all.

Nothing at all!

Hiroto Fujisaki turned his face suddenly, and looked at Qiao Wen, his eyes were so cold and stern that he seemed to pierce Qiao Wen with his eyes:

"It's you?!"

What he just swung his sword to cut off was not just the connection between Yato and his real name given and controlled by Hiroto Fujisaki, nor was it just the resurrection hand that Hiroto Fujisaki left for himself, but also, and...

"You cut off all the connections between me and the 'world'?!"

Hiroto Fujisaki was so jealous!

He did feel that the moment the strange long sword in Qiao Wen's hand slashed, the connection between himself and a certain functional body was blocked.

And the connection with Yato has also become a bit intermittent and intermittent.

However, he did not expect that even the connection between him and the face monsters controlled by him, as well as the relationship between him and some artifacts and even gods who were instigated by him, would be destroyed by that ordinary(?) The sword cut off!

Qiao Wen poked his head out from behind Bawei, with a smile on his face and a humble expression:

"Congratulations, congratulations, didn't you just say that? I just cut off some things that don't need to continue to exist. It's not a big deal!"

Hiroto Fujisaki: ………

He felt that his anger had accumulated to the peak, and if he didn't vent it out, his whole body would be completely suffocated!

"Okay, very good." Hiroto Fujisaki smiled angrily, and finally stopped maintaining the original sitting posture, and slowly stood up.

"Qiao Wen? Do you think I can't deal with you without those trash?"

Innocent!

Of course the face monster is easy to use, the number of face monsters that can be driven is also a proof of the warlock's strength, but this does not mean that without the face monster, the warlock will no longer have the power to fight!

Hiroto Fujisaki stretched out his hand and was about to make some kind of gesture...

"Oh? In hell, threatening our guests? How dare you."

The voice of the ghost lamp sounded faintly from behind him.

The back of Hiroto Fujisaki's neck felt cold, before he realized how the ghost lamp that had been standing opposite him suddenly appeared behind him without a sound, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing——

He hastily raised his hand to block it, but was still caught by the ghost lamp and mace!

"Get out of here! You think you can escape the scum of reincarnation!!!"

The black-haired ghost swung out with a stick, and directly sent Hiroto Fujisaki flying out of the waist!

And at the same time that he flew away from the original place, a soul glowing with thick black and red blood suddenly flew out from the young man's body!

"It's now!"

King Yan Mo, who has been silent since he appeared, stretched out his hand and made a grabbing movement. Immediately, the black and red soul body was even in an inexplicable bewilderment, and was grabbed into Yan Mo's body. In the palm of the king's fan-like palm.

The tall and burly hell (in name) supreme ruler smiled naively at him, but what he said was a frightening line:

"Welcome to hell. Sinner, are you ready to be judged?"

Hiroto Fujisaki: ………

What if he said no? !

The author has something to say: ①: I played with Saint Seiya, and once again exposed my age XD