As Tenseiga descended, the blade passed through the Three-Eyed Spider's body as if it weren't there, leaving no damage whatsoever.
Initially wary, the Three-Eyed Spider trembled slightly before carefully assessing her condition, then let out a cold laugh:
"Still refusing to believe?"
"I told you, nothing from the living can kill me."
As she finished speaking, Luo Shu didn't respond; he merely sheathed his sword and turned to walk slowly towards the platform.
Seeing this, the Three-Eyed Spider immediately mocked:
"Giving up so quickly?"
"Aren't you going to show me the might of a Demigod?"
As a yokai with cloning abilities, the Three-Eyed Spider had encountered formidable foes before—but none could truly kill her.
Since this important clone couldn't escape, she might as well provoke Luo Shu, both to gather information and indulge in some verbal sparring.
Yet before she could enjoy more than a few taunts, a luminous whip pierced through the Three-Eyed Spider's innards and twisted violently inside.
Writhing in unbearable agony, the Three-Eyed Spider turned her head towards Senhime Rin Getsu, who had wielded the Demon Power whip, and sneered:
"Dog Demons aren't too bright either, are they?"
"I said, nothing from the living can kill— GWAHH—"
Unimaginable pain erupted from her organs, forcing an involuntary scream from the Three-Eyed Spider.
At that moment, Senhime Rin Getsu gave her a puzzled look:
"Are you truly this stupid, spider?"
"Tenseiga is a demonic blade that bridges heaven and the underworld. Those who are struck are resurrected from death to life."
"After Tenseiga's cut, you're no longer a creature lingering between life and death—you exist in the living world now."
"It doesn't matter where your true body hides. Revived means revived. What stands before us is your true body."
"And yet you still provoke us? Truly seeking death."
Senhime Rin Getsu couldn't fathom the Three-Eyed Spider's thought process.
Luo Shu swings his sword, and this idiot doesn't dodge?
He even brought out Tenseiga to cut you—all to resurrect you, forcing your true body to manifest here as a killable living being.
And you didn't evade?
No wonder you died by my hand.
With disdain, Senhime Rin Getsu casually unleashed a burst of Demon Power, erasing the Three-Eyed Spider's body from existence.
Once the Three-Eyed Spider perished, Luo Shu stepped back onto the platform. Guarding the ritual site, he turned and asked:
"Still pretending to be dead?"
"Such harsh words for an injured girl. How cruel~"
Enigma, her dried blood flaking off, wobbled upright with a playful smile:
"To deceive Three-Eyes, I really did stab myself properly, you know~"
Luo Shu remained impassive, asking coolly:
"And? Was the deception successful?"
After a brief silence, Enigma—as if receiving some signal—explained:
"Every Three-Eyed Spider clone my own clones were monitoring just experienced simultaneous soul death. Not a single exception."
"While we can't confirm if any clones survived, her true body and the vast majority should be dead now."
Nodding in understanding, Luo Shu couldn't help but mutter:
"These neither-living-nor-dead yokai with endless cloning abilities... if you don't scheme against them, they're nearly impossible to kill!"
Enigma had no intention of refuting this, for the Three-Eyed Spider was indeed notoriously difficult to kill.
Within the Sin Council of the Hell Sect, ever since the Three-Eyed Spider had slain the previous Jealousy, she had held that position.
In a sect where successors could rise by killing their superiors, maintaining her position for over twenty years proved that while Three-Eyed Spider might not be the strongest in combat, her survival skills were absolutely top-tier.
This was precisely why Luo Shu had deliberately delayed several times.
On one hand, it was to prepare contingencies for the Flame Demon Summoning Ritual. On the other hand, it was to ensure the Three-Eyed Spider's complete demise.
And once the Three-Eyed Spider was dead, things became much simpler.
At that moment, standing atop the high platform, Luo Shu gazed at the gradually forming cross-world channel and said calmly:
"The intelligence about the SDS Demigod sighting was intentionally leaked by the Three-Eyed Spider. Emma, you know what to do next, right?"
Hearing this, Enigma giggled:
"The Three-Eyed Spider's intelligence was a deception. My surviving clone at the scene discovered that the SDS Demigod was actually Satan Beelzebub of the Underworld in disguise."
"The one who killed the Three-Eyed Spider was none other than Satan Ajuka Beelzebub!"
Luo Shu curled his lips into a pleased smile and remarked:
"Seems you've memorised the script well. Then the evidence will be your responsibility."
With that, he turned to face the cross-world channel and murmured to himself:
"Mukuro, Kurumi, and Miko are all ready... Then it's time to summon Kotori into reality."
"But before that..."
Luo Shu narrowed his eyes as he observed the fully formed channel:
"Are they descending? The Underworld's demon legion."
...
Rooftop of the Hidden Management Department.
The childlike Ravel gazed with a complicated expression at the enormous silver magic circle hovering over Akihabara's skyline.
"It's already begun..."
Behind her, Mammon lowered her head and asked timidly:
"Miss, are you really not returning to the Underworld?"
"In this form, what would be the point?"
Ravel replied self-deprecatingly, her eyes lingering wistfully on the magic circle before she turned away.
"Let's go, Mammon. Lord Ajuka's orders were to establish good relations here."
"Yes, miss."
Mammon bowed humbly and followed Ravel as they prepared to leave.
...
Just then, an eerie chill swept through Akihabara, startling every sorcerer present. Instinctively, they looked up at the sky.
In an instant—
A hand,
A colossal, sky-piercing hand,
Slowly materialised before their eyes.
And in that moment, every face froze in shock.
...
Meanwhile.
The Underworld. Ajuka's domain. The Demon King's castle.
The blare of war horns echoed incessantly.
Alongside them came the shouts of demon officers.
"Move, move, move!!"
"Time is tight, everyone move at maximum speed!"
"Has the Fifth Battalion entered the channel yet? Hurry, get into the adjacent dimension of the other world—forced landing is about to commence!"
"Sixth Logistics Unit, prepare! You enter the channel immediately after the Fifth Battalion. Move quickly!!"
On the square, squads of fully armed demon soldiers swiftly entered the enormous silver cross-world portal under their commanders' orders.
Atop the castle.
Falbium, draped in purple robes, gazed down at the scene below and sighed:
"So it begins... war..."
"Marching into battle for others' interests is fundamentally wrong."
"Though it's pointless to dwell on that now."
Beside him, Sirzechs watched the square with a grave expression before giving a bitter smile:
"Now we can only hope our allies on the other side will capture as many soldiers as possible."
"After all, we can't have Ajuka deliberately destroy the channel he just opened, can we?"
"That would mean none of our soldiers invading the other world could return."
"While true, that's hardly comforting."
As Falbium spoke these words, he suddenly sensed an unnatural chill.
"What is this?"
At that moment, Sirzechs' expression changed abruptly as he shouted:
"Something's happening at the gate!"
Hearing this, Falbium immediately turned his gaze toward the cross-world gate on the square.
In that instant.
He saw a hand within the portal.
A moss-covered, cracked hand resembling dead wood, reaching from inside the gate toward its frame.
As the ominous giant hand advanced, Falbium and Sirzechs felt visceral dread.
—Whose hand is this?
...
Hidden Management Department rooftop.
Ravel gaped at the moss-covered, cracked hand resembling dead wood that appeared in the sky.
The colossal hand seemed to descend from unimaginable heights, piercing through the night clouds as if to grasp everything in its palm.
Within moments.
The mossy giant hand opened its palm and violently seized the dimensional array in the sky.
CRACK!
With countless horrified eyes watching, the towering moss-covered hand gently crushed the silver magic circle to dust.
"What... is this?"
Ravel murmured blankly at the sky.
...
Meanwhile.
Above Tokyo Tower in Minato Ward.
Crimson phosphorescence danced through the air.
Standing on the palm of the pinkish-red giant Spirit of Fire, Hao Asakura, in his white cape, slightly opened his eyes, gazing solemnly at the sky:
"This conceptual vibration..."
Sensing the fluctuations, Hao lowered his gaze and said gravely:
"I see. So an Apostle has crossed worlds to act?"