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It was only because he sensed faint traces of divine power on Kusanagi Godou halfway.

Don't think of divine tools as something common.

Only divine tools with the aura of magic power can be called divine tools.

At this time, with an unknown divine tool appearing here, he naturally had to come and see.

Of course, it was also because he came that he was able to unravel the whole drama of today right here.

"Do you want to attack me?"

"It's the sense of urgency when a creature faces a crisis, but instead of choosing to escape, it chooses to face the challenge head-on, which is very much in line with the character of that war god."

Even though Haramura Makoto didn't move,『White Horse』was already impatiently pawing its hooves.

"Killing you directly here would be a little boring."

"Since I've promised Lily to try not to affect the city, I'll have to put in a little effort."

Facing the『White Horse』whose whole body was burning with the fire of the sun.

Haramura Makoto stretched out his hand, and almost the same power as the flames on the White Horse's body emanated from his palm, constantly rising.

The power of the sun also has its levels.

To put it bluntly, the sun power of『White Horse』is at most a porter.

It carries the power of the sun to attack the target.

But Haramura Makoto is different. He is originally a sun spirit. The sun itself is his power, so there is no question of carrying it.

Under Haramura Makoto's magic power, the white horse looked like it had drunk fake alcohol. The four hooves that were rushing towards Haramura Makoto began to become crooked, and the flames that were originally rising on its body also became flickering, and it walked towards Haramura Makoto.

"Good, good, good boy."

When the White Horse's head touched Haramura Makoto's palm, the golden flames released from Haramura Makoto's palm completely wrapped the White Horse and swallowed it.

In just a few seconds, the originally lifelike white horse disappeared directly here, turning into a golden bead, floating in front of Haramura Makoto.

"The best, most suitable bait is already in hand."

……

Less than ten seconds after Haramura Makoto left, a handsome black-haired boy in an ancient Persian robe appeared directly here.

"White Horse actually left directly, no, that's not right, it doesn't seem to be like this."

The black-haired boy bent down, sensing the remnants of magic power left by the White Horse here, and constructing the phenomenon that had just happened in his mind.

"Someone actually took the White Horse away."

A look of surprise appeared on the boy's face.

Of course, what surprised him was not just this one thing.

"Not only took away the White Horse, but also didn't hide his own traces when leaving, deliberately telling me the direction to go."

As he spoke, the boy's brow furrowed.

"This direction is?"

The boy's furrowed brow relaxed, turning into a faint smile.

"It seems this is inviting me to go."

"In this case, if I don't go, then it would be really unromantic."

Chapter 305 God King, Mekal

The tourism resources of Sardinia are not only the blue and beautiful sea, but also the ancient ruins.

More than 7,000 stone towers—Nuraghe—have been discovered all over the island.

The civilization that built this probably dates back to around the 15th century BC.

At that time, the people of Sardinia gathered around the Nuraghe to build settlements and lived there.

Then, after the prehistoric period, the Phoenicians came here. The navigators and merchants came into contact with the island, and finally in 509 BC, the Phoenician city of Tyre dominated the entire Sardinia.

—Then, the Romans came.

The republican, and then imperial, Rome began a new rule.

The Romans rebuilt the streets built by the Phoenicians, and finally built their own residences.

So there are Phoenician and Roman ruins on Sardinia.

This is the western part of the island, Oristano County, which has many ruins.

In order to enable the route pioneered by the Phoenicians to reach the western coast, they built cities with Antas and Tharros as bases.

Especially Tharros.

This ruin is located on a promontory protruding from the peninsula, half of which is submerged in the sea but has been preserved to this day.

It is a city built by the Phoenicians of Tyre—a nation with Mekal as its guardian god.

A youth with brown, broken hair stood on a decaying stone pillar, feeling the aura of another Heretic God, his eyes slowly closing.

"I see."

"The one you want to summon is this guy."

"What, do you have some kind of grudge against him?"

Besides Haramura Makoto, the empty ruins, Haramura Makoto spoke like this.

A breeze came, and the black-haired boy in a Persian white robe came with the wind.

"A grudge shouldn't be the case, but, my incomplete memory is telling me."

"I should have an unfinished promised battle with Mekal."

The black-haired boy raised his purple-blue eyes, and his wise eyes looked up and down at Haramura Makoto.

"I see."

"Because you want to go to the promised battle, so you summon a Heretic God."

"It is indeed in line with your name as a war god, as a god who presides over victory."

Suddenly, Haramura Makoto laughed directly.

He saw him turning his palm like a magician, and a golden light ball appeared directly in his hand.

The scorching heat, the aura of the same origin as the Heretic God in front of him, immediately resonated.

If it weren't for the stronger sun power in Haramura Makoto's body suppressing the incarnation in his hand.

Otherwise, it might have already returned to its original place like a swallow returning to its nest.

"So, War God."

"What are you going to do, are you going to fight me here now and retrieve your incarnation."

"Or go and complete your destined battle first, and get the reward of『White Horse』from me."

As the "God of Victory" and "God of War" in Persian mythology, Verethragna, also known as Bahram, is not only a symbol of kingship and heroes, but also the savior of mankind.

It is rumored that he defeated and bound the three-headed dragon Dahaka who harmed the world. He is a powerful deity worshiped by the Iranian Aryans during the Zoroastrian period, and is known for his ever-changing posture.

In the fourteenth Yasht of the third volume of the Avesta, Bahram Yasht, describes the ten incarnations of Bahram appearing in the methods of praising and sacrificing him.

The ten incarnations are described in the book:

1. A strong wind that brings aura, strength, and resourcefulness.

2. A strong bull with golden horns.

3. A white horse with golden ears and a golden bridle.

4. A hardy, fast-running, frolicking, and fierce male camel.

5. A fierce and combative wild boar with sharp teeth and claws.

6. A radiant, bright-eyed, short-legged, fifteen-year-old handsome boy.

7. An agile phoenix (eagle) with a flying speed that crowns hundreds of birds.

8. A fat ewe with curved horns.

9. A male antelope with sharp horns.

10. A handsome, majestic warrior with a golden-inlaid jade short sword on his waist, well-dressed, and dignified.

"Hahaha..."

Verethragna laughed loudly, seemingly not minding Haramura Makoto's aloofness at all.

"Is that so."

"Unexpectedly, you are using my『White Horse』as a reward for the victor."

"Not bad, very good."

Then Verethragna's laughter stopped directly.

A sharp look appeared in his pair of purple-blue eyes.

"Normally, I should retrieve my incarnation first, and then face my nemesis."

"This is the proper way."

"But."

Verethragna's voice became a little more high-pitched.

"My intuition is telling me that you are a stronger and more terrifying opponent."

"Facing an opponent like you, if I am not in a complete state, even if I hold the power of victory, I will probably be defeated."

As a war god, as a god of battle.

Verethragna has his own unique battle intuition. With his current amount of knowledge, although it is not enough to analyze the specific identity of the man in front of him.

However, the aura on his body, the vast energy contained in it, and the sun power that suppressed his white horse.

This made him have to raise his spirits by eighteen points.

"Then let's do this."

"Let me first fight with my destined enemy Mekal, and after I win, I will challenge you again."

Haramura Makoto's brows relaxed, and a funny feeling appeared in his mouth.

"Having lost your strongest incarnation, do you still maintain your confidence in victory against the God King?"

Regarding Haramura Makoto's question, Verethragna turned around directly, leaving his back, that is, the empty door, to Haramura Makoto without any defense.

"That's for sure."

"Because I am the one who presides over victory, no matter how dangerous the situation is, I will be the victor."

The divine power belonging to Verethragna was directly poured into the ruins under him.

The aura that had already been brewing to the extreme suddenly soared into the sky.

At this time, as if agreed upon, the originally clear sky was covered by thick cumulonimbus clouds at some point, and blue lightning snakes were constantly surging in the clouds—this was a sign of an approaching rainstorm.

Verethragna moved his shoulders and jumped down from the stone pillar.

Haramura Makoto followed Verethragna's footsteps aimlessly.

After walking for a while, the surrounding trees disappeared, replaced by a huge classical altar surrounded by flowing water.

A nation that worships water as a sacred existence, this spring is the famous sacred object.

He was right next to it.

A burly giant sitting on the altar by the water.

The unkempt hair that has nothing to do with haircuts, and the beard that covers the lower half of his face, make a deep impression, a very wild appearance. The height is probably easily over 2 meters.

Generally speaking, if you have such a height, you will definitely look very thin.

However, he is not like that.