Hmmm-

These gray-black liquids coalesced, forming an almost humanoid sphere within Musashino's spiritual world.

The orb is draped in a black cloak.

The surface is covered with mucus and folds, and there are various dull-colored colonies, like the age spots on the faces of many elderly people.

Confused matchmaker!

That is, the ancestral nest!

The last time he saw Him, Musashino hadn't taken a closer look.

This time, I can see it clearly.

The Matchmaker is indeed a giant colony of various bacteria, molds, and fungi.

"It turned out to be you."

After a brief moment of surprise, Musashino's mood quickly returned to normal.

The surface of the chaotic matchmaker ripples, transforming into the image of a matchmaker on crutches, dressed in red, and with a long-haired black mole on the corner of her mouth.

She showed a mouthful of untidy yellow teeth:

"Looks like you're not as surprised as I thought."

"I guessed it a long time ago."

The problem lies in the physical state of the NightClan.

In the process of absorbing the Spring of Nightlessness, Musashino discovered that this thing was pure light power, pure and free from the slightest impurity.

It stands to reason that the Night-Clan people nourished by it should not have such a serious deformity.

The environment within the tribe is also ideal.

There is no radiation.

Therefore, there may be only one reason for the mutation of the NightClan:

The Fountain of the Nightless is not completely clean.

And in the Mariana Grand Canyon, the most likely dirty thing is undoubtedly the fragment of the power of the Mismatched Matchmaker.

Of course, these Musashino were just random guesses before.

He couldn't be sure until the confused matchmaker really appeared.

"The deformity of the NightClan has something to do with you, right?"

He nodded very calmly:

"That's right.

"But this is not my problem, back then, the other gods sealed this fragment of my power in the Spring of Night, trying to purify and dissolve me."

Speaking of this, the matchmaker laughed:

"Who would have thought that before I dissipated, that guy would completely disappear by himself.

"But......

"Thank you for letting me out today."

Musashino frowned.

This fragment of power is far more powerful than the last time I encountered it in Tokyo, and the strength of this chaotic matchmaker is infinitely close to the 10th order.

"Tsk~"

The confused matchmaker looked at Musashino carefully:

"It's been less than a year since we last met, and you've already reached the 9th rank, and you even want to reproduce the flawless seal of the other gods back then......"

When he said this, his eyes were filled with jealousy.

Musashino accepted the inheritance of other gods, and the confused matchmaker had already guessed it, but he couldn't have imagined it before:

Musashino actually inherited even the "No Defect Seal".

This is the core ability of other gods!

Except for this guy and the source, there was no third person who could cross multiple lines.

But now ......

This third person is about to appear.

"If you are given enough time and conditions, maybe you really have a little hope of becoming another god 2.0, which is absolutely intolerable to the old decay."

He changed his words:

"It's a pity you don't have time.

"The inheritor of the other gods...... Isn't it interesting to be a container for the evil gods of the wasteland? ”

Musashino closes his eyes:

This guy ......

How can there be so much nonsense.

"Don't struggle!"

The confused matchmaker suddenly approached, Musashino clenched his nose in disgust, and there was a strange musty smell on the evil god's body, like some fermented decay.

"I know, you're trying to turn to the original sin god right now, right?"

He was obviously referring to greedy mammon.

"I know Mammon is secretly helping you, but that's okay......

"Just now, I sealed off your spiritual world.

"From the outside, even if it's a true god, all you see is that you're trying to absorb the spring water, and there won't be anything out of the ordinary."

Hahaha –

Thinking of this, He shrieked again.

Thinking of greedy Mammon contacting again, it turned out that the other party had actually turned into a wasteland "Ten Heavenly Dry".

It wasn't too funny.

Musashino opened his eyes:

"Well, this ......

"Based on my experience working at Kiyose Fujimi Hospital, it's likely that you're having some mental problems."

Ha?

The confused matchmaker was stunned for a while:

"What?"

"Don't be a god PTSD."

This guy has been nagging endlessly, not because he has a bad brain, but out of the fear, hatred, and fear of other gods in the depths of his soul.

Held back for thousands of years.

When I finally saw the inheritor of another god, I could only jump wildly.

"You seem to think that if you can take away me...... It's as if I've finally defeated the other gods once. ”

"Nonsense!"

He flatly denied:

"I—I'm not afraid!

"A guy who has died a long time ago deserves to be feared by me!"

Although there is a lot of Zhongqi, it can still be clearly heard that there is no confidence.

Whew-

Musashino shrugged:

"Since it is a disease, it must be treated, otherwise there will be very serious consequences."

Well?

The confused matchmaker frowned, "What? ”

Musashino reopened his eyes.

During the time that the matchmaker was talking, he had already done something insignificant:

First of all, he easily contacted Ise Jingu.

The rank of this shrine is indeed very high, and even the mammon is shielded, and it still can't cut off the Ise shrine.

So it's very simple......

He summoned the shards of the power of the other gods.

As soon as the Confused Matchmaker makes a move, He will do it at the same time.

Crush it thoroughly.

Turned into nourishment for Ise Jingu.

Of course, these things, the fragment of the ancestral nest in front of him has not noticed any clues for the time being, and he still thinks that he has completely won the game.

"Good."

The confused matchmaker nodded in satisfaction.

"Don't worry, I'll do my best not to let you be like other gods."

……

Inside the Mariana Grand Canyon.

A group of men dressed in the suits of the All-Knowing Truth Cult are walking within the bottom of the canyon.

At the forefront, there is the Pope.

The Pope holds the scepter and explores his way at the forefront.

"Strange...... the specific problem of the Book of Oblivion, why can't you feel it?"

At the same time, she also foresaw another strange thing:

Sister Kinara......

It seems to be in this canyon as well.

In the first place, it was Kinnara who threw the Book of Oblivion into the Grand Canyon, so ......

An ominous premonition appeared in the Pope's mind:

She's not going to be here too!

Oops!

Why did my sister still come to this troubled water, didn't she say last time that she was going to go back to Tokyo to live a stable life with her nephew?

Thinking of this, beads of sweat oozed from the Pope's forehead.

This time, the situation is much more complicated than last time!

Because......

"Are you walking so slowly, are you worried that the Forgotten Book hasn't been taken by anyone else?"

A deep voice came.

Everyone quickly raised their heads.

I saw a sturdy figure squatting on the boulder in front of me.

It had dark skin, covered in hair, and was covered in granite-solid, exaggerated muscles, and sat quietly with its back bent.

That's right, it's not human.

Rather, it's a pretty standard chimpanzee.

But when they saw it, all the members of the omniscient truth hurried to act, and even the Pope bowed his head slightly:

"All-Knowing Heaven......

"You, you're here."