"Master, didn't you say that you wouldn't chase away…the people inside?”
The chief had a despicable look on his face. He could not wait for Wang Leshui to quickly chase the people out and then put on the sign of the God of Fortune to drive away the rat plague.
"Human? I wonder which eye of Mr. Shi Chang saw that there was still someone else?”
Wang Leshui pressed his hand on the wooden door of the shrine, and the door that was originally locked from the inside opened with a click.
The chief and the others looked around and immediately pointed to the front." Isn't that the priest of the Shoutou Shrine? Master Wang, this..."
However, Wang Leshui pretended to be confused."Why can we see people here? But I saw a corpse lying there?”
When they heard Wang Leshui's words, the chief steward and the rest rushed into the temple to take a look. The Onmyoji's corpse had already turned cold. There was no one else!
"Yes, yes, yes, no one is here. Hurry up and carry the body out. Tell some people to drag away the ranking and portrait of the Great Ming God of Zhao Country!”
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the words and paintings on the wall were all dragged away, leaving nothing behind!
At the same time, in Japan's God Realm, a middle-aged man with a flat face and traditional Japanese samurai hairstyle was lying on the bed enjoying himself. A few women were massaging his back.
"En, comfortable, comfortable. As expected of the girl who had just been worshipped to the Divine Realm. Tell me, whose child are you?”
"Replying…Replying to the Great Ming God of Zhao Nation, I am the eldest daughter of Ashikaga.”
"En, not bad…Hahaha, Muromachi Shogunate, the descendant of the Shogunate, hahahaha.”
While he was enjoying the massage, Shimazu Noriaki suddenly felt his body getting lighter and lighter. He must have done a good job.
The descendant of the shogunate of the Warring States Period was now a goddess, and she was still giving him a massage. Just thinking about it made him feel comfortable.
A goddess was a woman who worshiped the gods in the Heaven Realm. To put it bluntly, it was not an exaggeration to say that she was a female slave.
However, the women who were massaging Zhao Ming God suddenly turned pale.
"Great Ming God, you…"
"Your body…"
"Hmm?"
Shimazu Noriaki opened his eyes slightly and immediately got up from the bed."My…my body? No, I haven't been back for more than half a year. What exactly happened?？”
Shimazu Noriaki looked at his body, which was slowly becoming blurry. Why was this happening?
Anyone could tell! Shimazu Noriaki's faith was dwindling. His shen power was like a person falling from a height of 10,000 meters.
"No…my divine power, my faith!？”
Shimazu Noriaki reached out his hand and grabbed the power of faith that was dissipating in the air.
If he was in the mortal world, Shimazu Noriaki wouldn't be in such a miserable state, unable to even maintain his body.
This was because he was in the Heavenly Realm. Shimazu Noriaki's body was no longer a divine body. His shrine was gone, so he could not maintain his Heavenly Realm state.
" No…don't!!!"
Shimazu Noriaki was suddenly pulled down from the clouds by an unknown force, falling all the way to the mortal world.
The person on the ground looked up and said,"Wow, Mom, look at the shooting star!"”
"Oh my God, that's not a meteor. Hubby, come out and see God!”
Many people saw something falling from the clouds. It looked like a person, but they were not sure if it was.
Especially when that person was falling at high speed, the friction with the air created flames that were slowly devouring Shimazu's body.
His decaying body of a warrior, along with his thoughts of militarism, was burned to ashes.
The few goddesses who were still in the room massaging Shimazu Noriaki were dumbfounded as they looked at the disappearing God of Light.
In the mortal world of Japan, many people raised their heads to look at the meteors falling from the sky.
"Godsfall?"
"It's rare. In this era, there's actually a god who died. Moreover, from the looks of it, the power of that god is at least a god with hundreds of thousands of believers.”
The old man raised his head and looked at the dark clouds above him."This…Could it be that the heavens are about to change?"
Where was Wang Leshui?
He leisurely burned all of Shimazu Noriaki's portraits and placed his own statue of Fude on the altar.
Wang Leshui patted the dust off his hands and looked calm.
Only Sadako, who was trembling beside him, said,"So…so it's not a good thing to be an immortal. There's no blood in the army, and so on and so forth…"
Wang Leshui, who was in a good mood, reminded,""It's a bloodless war."
"Yes, yes, yes, that's what I meant! It was too terrifying. A god had fallen just like that? He died before the battle even started?"
Wang Leshui curled the corners of his lips." This is how small-scale battles between immortals are. Because they can't kill or harm the human world, they play with each other to death through rules. As long as the shrine was lost, the faith would be destroyed and the divine body would be destroyed.”
"Eh, how did you know?" Sadako came over curiously.
"I just found out about it because I found many of Shimazu Noriaki's belongings, including this Divine Rule.”
He threw a small book over. It recorded everything in detail. Gods must not use divine power to destroy the order of the human world.
It was precisely because of this rule that many gods recruited agents and secretly made dirty deals with evil spirits.
Shimazu Noriaki was also courting death. He stayed in the Heaven Realm for pleasure. He didn't even know what happened when the shrine was gone and he fell from the Heaven Realm.
Wang Leshui held the small book, Divine Rules, and smiled.""The modern warfare of immortals is not like the ancient times.”
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