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Arriving at the main gates to the castle, Shiro narrowed her eyes and kicked it down.
Scanning the entire place, Shiro could sense quite a few people working here with a giant arena where they kept all the slaves.
Furrowing her brows, Shiro placed her hand on the walls of the castle and scanned the entire building.
Activating Analysis EX, she filtered out those that were 'good' and slaughtered the bad. With the influx of memories and records flooding her mind, Shiro stumbled for a moment as blood dripped from her nose.
Shaking her head, she wiped the blood away and proceeded to make her way towards the main room where she felt a large source of divine energy. There was no doubt that whatever is in the room is connected to the god.
Stomping her foot down, Shiro teleported anyone who wasn't involved out of the castle before walking towards the room.
Seeing the set of doors, she kicked it down, revealing a grotesque statue in the middle.
"So you're the one who's running this place." Shiro said while resting Iriel on her shoulder.
"Ye-"
*BANG!!!
Firing her hand cannon, Shiro cut him off while approaching without care.
"That was a statement not a question. Had it been a question I would have permitted you to talk back to me." Shiro scoffed while firing another bullet at the ceiling.
Suddenly, a web of runes spread itself across the ceiling.
Just as the god was about to complain, Shiro appeared in front of the statue and plunged Iriel into the chest.
Flicking her wrist, a faint blue silhouette appeared with his chest pierced by her blade.
Seeing that it was a rather young boy with black hair, black eyes with gold pupils, black runic tattoos and tribalistic clothes, Shiro raised an eyebrow.
"Hm, so you prefer to act bigger than you actually are."
"Who the hell are you?!" The god hissed while trying to move but realised that the runes had transformed into chains that locked onto him while the sword stopped him from leaving.
Cold sweat drenched his back as he didn't think there was someone like this in the mortal realm at this point in time.
"Dead people don't need to know. Let's see…."
Pulling out a book, Shiro started to read through Isvelger's notes while keeping the god suspended in mid air.
"Hey! I'm tal-"
*PUSHI!!!
Flicking her hand, Shiro tore his jaw off, stopping him from speaking while she read the notes.
"Don't interrupt me. Its not like anything you say will save you anyways. Unless you want to make the process more painful I suggest you shut up." Shiro warned while flicking through the pages.
Gritting his teeth, the god stared at the sword and wondered what kind of weapon could actually hold him down like this.
Sending out his energy, he realised that it was completely suppressed by the blade.
He was no different from a mortal right now.
Widening his eyes, he could feel fear gripping his heart. His divinity was sealed and he couldn't leave this place either. The only thing stopping fear from overwhelming him was that the girl hadn't found his core yet. He couldn't be killed.
"If I use your core as a catalyst, I'll be able to create a container to fuse both creation and destruction together without harming myself. Perfect."
Covering her hand with red circuits, Shiro stabbed it into the god's chest and pulled out the core that was now wrapped with red circuits.