Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

Erica peeled away the massive concrete slab beside her, and as a cloud of dust billowed up, a woman in a disheveled professional suit, her hair a mess, with delicate features but looking exhausted and颓废, came into view.

Indeed, it was Saya Gongxin.

She didn't have Haramura Makoto's contact information; simply put, she wasn't worthy of receiving it.

So, upon confirming the situation at Xishen Mountain, Saya Gongxin immediately sought help from Erica.

Japan doesn't have its own Godslayer; only a Godslayer can stand against a rebellious god.

This is the established law of the world.

At this moment, the only one she could turn to was the Demon King currently in the country, with whom she could barely hold a conversation.

"What else can we do!"

Erica shrugged, her face filled with helplessness.

"The rebellious god appeared suddenly, without any prior planning, so what you should be doing now is spreading false news to evacuate people."

"What else can you do?"

"Did you think the aftermath of the battle would only spread this once?"

"Let my experience tell you, if you don't evacuate quickly, the number of casualties could multiply."

Here, the difference in experience becomes evident; Erica, born in Europe where these events occur more frequently, is far more experienced in dealing with sudden appearances of rebellious gods.

In fact, a closer look reveals that the Sword King Tony had hunted five rebellious gods in Europe in just five years.

During that time, Tony didn't perform any summoning rituals.

Haramura Makoto is the same; he's only been here for a few days and has already encountered so many.

"I understand, I'll go now."

The belated Saya Gongxin finally realized what she should be doing and hurriedly ran off to issue orders to her subordinates.

It was also at this moment that Liliana's treatment concluded.

She completely stabilized her injuries.

"Next, we should..."

Erica only managed to say half a sentence before stopping abruptly, a helpless expression on her face as she looked towards the back of some ruins.

"It seems we can't go looking for the King just yet; we need to deal with some minor troubles first."

"Indeed, I can sense that killing intent just by feeling."

Liliana's gaze sharpened, and she softly chanted.

"My wings, become steel blades of illusion—IL Maestro, grant me strength!"

With a flash of silver light, a silver-bladed long saber appeared directly in Liliana's hand.

Erica did the same.

"Steel lion and lion heart of my ancestors, hear the oath of the knight Erica Brantelli, I am the inheritor of the Horn of Mad Regulus, the descendant of the Black Warrior, my heart will not yield, my sword will never break. Lionheart King, the essence of struggle now appears in my hand, the time for a duel has come, Leonhardt!"

The knight's rapier, Leonhardt, was boldly unsheathed.

"It seems you're ready to meet your fate; that's good, it'll save Huina some trouble."

Slowly emerging from the shadows was a middle school girl with smooth, hime-cut long hair, wearing a red and white shrine maiden outfit, tall and slender, with beautiful features, holding a katana in her hand.

The girl directly drew the katana.

It was a katana entirely black, like obsidian.

"Although you've provoked me so much, it's a crime deserving ten thousand deaths."

"However, since you're about to die, I'm at least willing to know your name."

"State your name."

Erica's magical power surged, and she became somewhat angry.

Don't let her docile behavior in front of Haramura Makoto fool you; don't forget, her name in Europe is the Crimson Devil.

The fact that she's called by such a name is enough to show Erica's usual temper.

She only shows her gentle side to those she looks up to, and only displays her manners when it's harmless.

Clearly, the person in front of her, who was holding a sword and openly releasing killing intent towards her, was not on her list.

"Clearly, you've appeared at the wrong time."

"It seems that the sword with divine power has made you lose yourself."

Liliana's tone was equally unkind.

Compared to Erica, she certainly has a better temper, but she's definitely not the kind of soft-hearted person who would hold back in a battle against someone releasing killing intent.

"Oh!"

"It seems you have some knowledge; at least the battle won't end in an instant, Western witches."

"In that case, I'll tell you."

"My name is Kiyokawa Huina."

"I came here today for no other reason than to kill you, so that Huina can become the King's first lover."

While saying this, Kiyokawa Huina stretched out her small hand and scratched her head.

She seemed genuinely troubled.

"Actually, Huina doesn't mind if the King has other women, but Huina wants to be the King's first lover."

"You're too far ahead of Huina."

"So, as long as I take this opportunity to kill you, Huina can directly become the King's first lover without the King knowing."

"An excellent opportunity."

As if she had hit her excitement point, Kiyokawa Huina's cold expression from the beginning became excited.

"Hehe, listen to what I'm hearing, Lily."

This was a smile several times colder than before; although you could see Erica's mouth smiling, no one could capture even a trace of warmth on Erica's face; all that could be captured was the coldness of winter.

"Indeed, this shameless woman doesn't deserve to meet the King."

Compared to Erica, Liliana's thoughts were more pure.

She wouldn't mind how many women Haramura Makoto had; she only needed Liliana to always have a place by Haramura Makoto's side.

She genuinely believed that the Eastern woman in front of her was not qualified to become her King's woman.

If she had to say, Saya Gongxin and Mariya Yuri were much better than this woman.

"The tone of your voice is really annoying, Huina."

Kiyokawa Huina held the divine sword with both hands, and she jumped directly, with a sweeping slash, a black blade of light directly left the blade.

"It's your tone that's more annoying."

"Fly! Hermes' Boots."

Erica leaped lightly, and two pairs of wings immediately grew on her boots, just like the divine tool of Hermes in mythology, dodging the blade of light slashed out by Kiyokawa Huina with a somersault in the air.

"Wings of Artemis, cross the dark night, grant me the privilege to fly in the way of heaven."

Liliana, likewise, was not weaker than Erica, softly chanting the flying spell, dodging Kiyokawa Huina's attack with almost the same movement as Erica.

"It seems you are underestimating us."

She directly held the sword vertically in front of her chest, and the spell power of her whole body began to surge.

The magic sword 『Silver Great』 is a craftsman's steel that can play beautiful music, able to play all kinds of magic songs as a second weapon, there are magic songs that disturb the heart of the listener, magic songs that weaken spell power, and magic songs that take away physical strength.

Making such a move also means that Liliana is ready to get serious.

"Essence of fantasy, steel that plays beautiful melodies! Please grant me invisible wings."

A melodious classical music came from Liliana's sword, this is a hypnotic sound that makes people crazy and forget reason.

Erica raised her sword high over her shoulder, and her spell power also rose madly.

"Cuore di Leone—Steel with the name of the Lion King. I hereby command you, put down the false appearance I have given you, and show your true self. Appear before me in the majestic form of a lion and fight with me!"

Smoke, flames, and even the scalding air that could be felt burning in the lungs with every breath.

Almost the entire Chiba Prefecture had been leveled by the aftermath of Haramura Makoto and Son Goku's battle.

During that time, countless lives were lost, and countless others were seriously injured, waiting for rescue.

Even though this island nation is a country with frequent earthquakes, this disaster left the people of this country in despair.

An earthquake level far exceeding what they could withstand, a volcano that should not have erupted.

The outbreak of this disaster felt like the gods were angry at them, punishing the country.

All the citizens were filled with despair.

In the sky, Haramura Makoto stared intently at the black mound that was raised high, different from the others below.

At this moment, he no longer had the潇洒, the composure he had earlier.

His clean shirt was inevitably stained with dust, and the lower half of his trousers was also missing.

There was nothing he could do; after all, Son Goku had also been strengthened, and in terms of pure strength, he was now stronger than him.

Normally, his best way to fight would be to avoid this kind of attack.

However, he couldn't let Son Goku sink the continent of Japan, so he had to withstand this attack.

In that case, some damage to his body was unavoidable.

But.

Since Haramura Makoto had suffered some damage, his opponent, Son Goku, would not have a good time either.

"The mortal enemy of steel is the sun; you do have the ability to move the sun, but in this world, in any place, the sun cannot show hostility to me, even if you are a sun god."

"Your『Indestructible Body』cannot withstand my sun wheel."

"Have you accepted your fate now? Great Sage Equaling Heaven."

Whether it is steel or gold, it will eventually be melted by flames.

Even Son Goku, who once resisted the Samadhi Fire, is the same; the flames he can resist are nothing more than not being hot enough, he has definitely not overcome this weakness.

At this time, the monkey's broken figure also appeared in Haramura Makoto's sight.

The three-headed, six-armed demon-subduing form had long disappeared, the majestic golden armor he was wearing was even more tattered, and most of the monkey hair on his face had been burned off, revealing a miserable appearance.

He shook the dust off his body and stood up, using the golden cudgel as support.

"Hahaha... powerful, strong."

The monkey spat out a spark and a puff of smoke from his mouth, his strange fiery eyes staring at Haramura Makoto, who was carrying the sun in the sky, and for a moment, the brilliance of the sun actually made Son Goku begin to feel dazzled.

The monkeys and grandchildren were directly cleaned up, the seventy-two transformations were directly Shiva, the three-headed, six-armed dharma body was also directly dissolved, and the indestructible body was directly penetrated.

His own spell power was already very little, even if the 『Steel』ability could forcibly extract essence from the earth and convert it into spell power, but how could this person let her recover her strength like this.

Defeat!

For Son Goku, these were already very distant words.

But the reality is that these two words are now in front of him.

When was the last time he was defeated? Son Goku, who was already a little dazed, carefully recalled.

The already forgotten memory appeared in fragments in his mind.

The battle with Shakyamuni was his first defeat.

Well, it was also his only defeat.

This is the second time, and as a result, this second time he was defeated by the sun.

"It's really bad luck, I, Old Sun, am really at odds with this thing called the sun."