Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Then, as an invisible thread was instantly severed, a blank blade, which even fate could not attach itself to, flashed by!

"Immaculate Consciousness - The Realm of Emptiness!"

—Even concepts can kill it.

So what if it's a curse?

killed!

It's all made with red bean paste!

At this moment, in this very instant.

Rama felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he were struggling in agony because of some kind of curse.

A single tear clearly fell from the corner of her eye.

“Siddha…do…”

Faintly, one could hear the roars of monkeys and the rage of the demon king.

The curse emitted a shriek unlike that of a living being; the resentment, pain, and unwillingness accumulated over thousands of years were all severed by this single strike.

Fujimaru Ritsuka stared intently at Rama and Sita.

It's not over yet. The curse has been broken, easily severed—there's no doubt about that.

But the problem is that it is only after this, and the events that follow, that Fujimaru Ritsuka will face her true calamity.

Because, in essence, it was [Ryougi Shiki] that severed this curse.

However, even the curses of Indian mythology, and even the gods of India, are unaware of the existence of the Ryougi Shiki.

Even those around her couldn't see the figure behind Fujimaru Ritsuka at this moment.

—Click!

A loud explosion rang out.

A blazing flame suddenly rose from between Rama and Sita's figures, then began to expand, as if it were a composite of light and heat, and exploded with a roar the moment the curse broke.

"Rama...sir..."

“Sita!”

Rama roared.

The boy's slightly childish voice was heart-wrenching.

Without the slightest hesitation, he ran to Sita and shielded her.

At that moment, he had no idea whether Sita had disappeared.

He heard the girl's voice, and his body acted instinctively.

"Such hot flames, what on earth is this?!"

Even Noknare, a great fairy, felt an unusual heat.

Fortunately, she opened up her fairy domain and began to build her empire.

Otherwise, this area would be reduced to ashes in an instant by this blazing fire.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Amidst the blazing fire, Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to hear laughter.

A laugh that is almost hypnotic.

In the dim light... Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to see a pair of crimson, cold eyes staring at her, those disdainful eyes...

Mash and Castor both unleashed their Noble Phantasms.

Nightingale summoned her half-body Susanoo for sterilization.

Noknare stabilizes her world [Domain] within the Fairy Realm.

Only Fujimaru Ritsuka saw it—

Ravana, the Demon King, is brimming with demonic charm and wears a faint, wicked smile at the corners of his mouth.

Lopina is just a concept.

It represents the Demon King.

The real root of the problem lies in the "curse of love".

When a myth goes astray, it will inevitably lead to some kind of karmic backlash.

Regardless...

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly felt as if she were in the universe.

It was gripped tightly by a huge hand.

"It's so small."

"It's so small..."

"Hehehe..."

Pain? Suffering? Despair?

"That's life...don't you think so?"

"But it's okay."

"Heh... Let me offer you, this foolish and insignificant human, my final consolation."

I wonder what this radiant woman in front of me is planning to do.

However, his whole body was burning uncontrollably.

"Who on earth are you——"

Fujimaru Ritsuka stared directly at the being that seemed to be both a god and a demon.

For an instant.

I don't know if I was shocked.

I was still shocked.

Her silver hair flowed casually in the iridescent halo, like a stream kissed by moonlight.

She had gold ornaments on her forehead, and a pink necklace that barely supported her full breasts as it ran down her long neck. The petals trembled as if being teased by her breath.

The fiery, flowing patterns of light on her legs seemed to be outlining the body's beautiful yet violent curves into a honey-like trap.

Her bloodshot eyes stared at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Words uttered from the demon god's lips:

"The god of love, the demon king [Ravana] who awakened by devouring the cause and effect of the curse of love."

"Don't you already know?"

"Humanity's last Master~~"

"This is your own decision, so don't regret it."

A colossal body, blazing flames.

It transformed into lotus light and surged into Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind.

This cause and effect must be borne by the person who severs this karmic consequence.

Chapter 166 The Foolish Demon King Starts to Get Angry

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Washington.

Arjuna was restless.

It wasn't because of the sweet nothings between Maeve and Cú Chulainn.

Rather, it's because the Noble Phantasm [Shadow of the God of Destruction] seems to want to convey something to him.

That person was originally not going to make any special reaction easily.

But it's hard to say, after all... that person has a rather unique personality.

Something must have happened.

Arjuna plucked his bowstring, then looked towards Philadelphia in the distance.

"You must have felt it too, Karna."

The young man in black wore an elegant white robe, held a blue bowstring in his hand, and seemed to have a trace of sorrow in his eyes.

He muttered to himself.

—Something is probably going to happen at this singularity.

"What's wrong, Arjuna? Why are you so listless?"

Maeve sat beside Cú Chulainn, the Mad King, and looked at Arjuna.

The queen's face held a sinister smile, which immediately put Arjuna on guard.

"Or are you envious of my relationship with Kuma? No way, even though you are a famous hero, Kuma is the only one in my heart."

"Do not..."

Arjuna certainly wouldn't admire Maeve.

The reason he joined the Celtic camp was simply because Arjuna was in America.

"I have a feeling that something bad is about to happen."

Heroes in Indian mythology always possess a sense of destiny.

Just then, a Celtic soldier rushed in from the main gate, knelt on one knee, and said to Maeve in a panic.

"My Queen!"

"You always panic about everything..."

"Watch out, or I'll kill you..."

With a terrifyingly threatening expression, Queen Maeve narrowed her eyes and coldly looked at the Celtic warrior kneeling on the ground.

"This subordinate dares not..."

The Celtic warrior said in a panic, "It's just an urgent military situation. The United States army has now assembled, and it seems that the President has gathered all his forces and is heading in our direction!"

"Oh my god... that guy playing with the light bulb, he really dared to do that?!"

Maeve was somewhat surprised.

Although the United States and the Celts were evenly matched, the difference in their energy expenditure was enormous.

The United States will surely be defeated; it's obvious without even thinking about it.

The opponent is so desperate to fight a decisive battle... Have they figured out a way to defeat me, or are they simply tired of seeing three warriors defeated and no longer wanting to drag things out?

It's also possible that both are possible.

"Okay, I see."

Maeve slapped the Celtic soldier away.

Then he embraced Cú Chulainn.

"Even if there's a million-strong army, Little Ku will protect me, right?"

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"It's so good to have you here, I feel at ease!"

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Cú Chulainn didn't say a single word.