Immortal mode!

Senju Hashirama took action, with full firepower in an instant.

Boom!

Under the magical chakra, a red torii gate fell from the sky!

Immortal Law·Mingshen Gate!

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

A huge wooden column with two vertical columns blocked Nastir!

Forced control from the first generation!

Two wings!

Head!

trunk!

And there are claws and a tail!

Nastir struggled wildly, but he looked like a mad dog with a collar!

The devil is trapped and unable to move!

"asshole!"

Nastir's scream!

This is simply a great shame for him, to be beaten by a mere human being...

Inferior beings from other dimensions have been suppressed to such an extent.

even!

The most embarrassing thing is that it was seen by the entire hell capital!

Damn Asmode’s live gambling game, he lost all face.

No!

Even...he even wanted to lose himself!

"ah!"

"What a bold move, Torii? It would be great if it were my shrine."

It comes from Yato’s longing wish.

Shrine, torii, believer, a three-piece set owned by the great god.

Ah, I want it so much!

It's a pity... I don't know how Hiyori is doing now, but please don't get involved in any trouble.

At this time...

Yato always thinks of his only believer in the world, and of course the relationship between them.

If we just talk about believers, that would be too simple.

Whoosh!

The companion instrument in Yato's hand emitted a clear light.

God of War!

Mountain-like demons, suppressed by red torii gates, gods descending from the sky.

One knife!

Cutting through the demon's torso that was not burned by the black flames without any hindrance!

"ah!"

Unprecedented pain.

In fact.

According to Nastir's natural abilities, he is a demon mage with unique talents.

This can be seen from the black magic he masters.

The exaggerated appearance and the swollen demon body are all just to assist the spell.

after being suppressed.

In fact... the body that looks so terrifying doesn't have much defense.

Especially for a god who has the ability to cut off everything in this world and the other side!

This moment.

The crippled demon Nastir, who was missing one of his claws, was suppressed by the Senju Hashirama Myojin Gate.

Burned by Uchiha Itachi's black fire again!

before.

A full-force slash from Yato!

puff!

In Nastir Paradise, among the demons swarming in, a brand new "fountain" appeared.

Nastir's head rose into the sky.

The gargoyle-like body remained alone, completely submerged in the light of Yadou's sword.

And Uchiha Itachi's Amaterasu.

"Asmodeus!"

It came from the depths of the soul, and just the sound of it made ordinary souls feel painful screams.

The remaining head of Nastir issued the most resentful curse.

"I will never forget you."

"Yato, the clown, the gourmet, Satan, the King, and... the archaeologist and the guy who summoned trees!"

"No!"

"The capital of hell, this damn place, I will definitely take revenge."

Nastir was furious.

When he came to the capital of hell, he thought about relying on the devil king to make a name for himself in hell.

The emergence of Nastir Paradise indeed proved part of his success.

But now everything is ruined.

This is all due to Yato's appearance and... Asmode's bad gambling!

call out!

The aura of black magic flashed!

After uttering the last cruel words, Nastir's head disappeared!

"Hello!"

"What are you doing? He got away with this, tsk tsk tsk!"

Asmodeus' ridicule!

The destruction of Nastir Paradise, the defeat of the demon Nastir, and even the words of threats.

It's nothing to him.

"It seems that the outcome between gods and demons has been decided. Oh, luckily I put in Mr. Yato's 100,000 chips!"

"As a host, I've made a lot of money."

The light ball flashes.

Asmodeus cheered loudly, as if he was really celebrating his victory in the gamble.

As for Nastir, he is a new loser in hell, just a lost dog.

Still the same sentence.

What does it have to do with him whether Nastir dies or not?!

"Ha ha."

"Now it's time to share the victory."

Asmodeus held a microphone and announced the results on the big screen thinking about the capital of hell.
To be continued...