Friday, September 6, 2024

[WN] God Slumbers : Volume 3 Chapter 14 Part 2


Volume 3

Chapter 14 Part 2

Tears of Slumber Reaching the Heavens 2



Translator : PolterGlast



Saki's strike cleaved the lower half of the Noh mask, which was a mirror image of the girl herself.

In an instant, the shattered wooden pieces transformed into miasma, obscuring their vision.

 

The thick, reddish-black miasma, which resisted even the purification that filled the sanctuary, forced Akira and Saki to retreat in the opposite direction, kicking off the ground and bracing themselves without a moment's hesitation.

 

"Saki, not yet!"

 

"Yes, I know!!"

 

The two exchanged wary glances.

 

As Akira had actually seen, the Noh mask divine artifact had the power to become a substitute for Nurarihyon.

Its power was such that it could escape in front of the Divine Pillar (Shuka) and completely deceived the Course of Fate that was said to have been woven by the Divine Pillar herself.

There was no doubt that he would not escape with the Central Capital's sanctuary in sight, and Akira and Saki were both certain that the real battle was about to begin.

 

The thick vortex of miasma burned blue-white as it was struck by divine energy.

In the shadow of the particularly reddish-black miasma, a piece of cloth fluttered.

 

""Seeeii~!""

 

They both exhaled at the same time.

Akira and Saki, as if drawn into each other's matching gazes, slammed their divine artifacts into the swirling miasma.

 

Two flashes of light carved out a sure-fire trajectory.

Hiss. Focusing on the impending death, the blue-black lips distorted within the depths of the miasma.

 

His right arm flipped twice simultaneously to intercept.

The blows that arrived from both directions clashed, and sharp sparks flew from the clashing blades.

 

The vermillion-gold divine will that Akira had released swelled, blowing away the remaining miasma.

With a shock, a pair of deep, dark black eyes glared at Akira from within.

 

A gently undulating, pale, and beautiful limb. A sapphire-blue saree danced in Akira and Saki's vision.

The sound of an iron-bells bracelet (ghungroo) struck their earlobes and the iron whip (urumi) that was released like a snake flung Akira and Saki away.

 

Tap, tap, tap. The toes lightly tapped the ground. A unique, dancing gait invaded Akira's space as if sliding.

 

"—Fast."

 

"You're being naive."

 

A wood-element offensive talisman danced within Akira and the divine pillar's field of vision, and a shockwave exploded.

However, the shockwave that shot toward their bodies was pierced by two thrusts from the divine pillar's right arm.

 

The distance between them was not even a foot, making it difficult to even evade.

Akira, half on instinct alone, used the blade of the Jakuen Gayou as a shield.

 

A violent clash, a deafening roar. Through the blade of the Jakuen Gayou, an impact that was impossible for a normal person to withstand struck.

Knowing that he couldn't endure it, Akira's body, kicking off the ground, was flung backward without resistance.

 

"Ah. It has been many years since I returned to my original form. Even though it's my own divine artifact, the view through the Noh mask was a bit cramped."

 

"Haa!!"

 

The girl who appeared from the depths of the miasma put her left index finger to her lips.

Saki, perhaps seeing this gesture as an opportunity, stepped forward with a trail of flames.

 

Her pure white naginata drew an upward arc, aiming for the opponent's left side, a blind spot.

The violet divine energy, accompanied by flames, split the air sharply and heavily.

 

Saki's dance of flames landed into the deep, dark eyes that stared back.

Even so, the dancing toes showed no interest in Saki.

 

The sound of the blow was dull. Saki's aimed blow was firmly met by the vajra held by the Divine Pillar's left palm.

And yet, the supple left finger, like a white fish, did not waver from the deep purple lips.

 

"How abominable, that pristine white.

Is this the thorn of that little girl who pretends to represent salvation? I have bound her tenfold and twentyfold with the mantras that we have woven together."

The girl, who was now a Divine Pillar, sneered upon seeing the shadow of the stake that had caused the downfall of her own divine era within the naginata.

"Have you freed yourself from all bonds, Pārijāta, the thorn that guides the ocean of milk!"

 

The Divine Pillar could not lie. That's because the Divine Pillar was the world it governed itself.

The world is the truth as it is, and it is also the history that led up to the present time.

 

The defeat she once suffered is the history inscribed in the Nine Dharma Treasures itself.

No matter how much she tried to fake it with a divine artifact, she could not fake this defeat. Ultimately, there was nothing this Divine Pillar could do against Pārijāta.

 

Naturally, she was careful and vigilant.

She had included the fact that Pārijāta would stand in her way in her plans.

 

This vajra, which bore the mark of defeat, was an artifact that she had usurped from Bharatush, lurking in the desires of the Western Continent. Without it, even against a new divine spirit possessor (Rindou Saki), the girl who was a Divine Pillar would have no chance of winning.

 

"I have a message from Sita.

Only in Lanka will your steps turn the lights to life."

 

Despite her sure-fire victory being thwarted, Saki continued to stare at her opponent with fervent passion.

 

Her opponent currently looked to be around fifteen years old. The girl in her field of vision had skin so blue that it looked ice-cold.

Her purple hair was richly wavy. Her purple hair rippled luxuriantly, and her deep black eyes held an unfathomable depth.

 

The darkly blooming colors were overwhelming. The two pairs of arms extending from her shoulders were alien, yet hauntingly beautiful.'

 

The dark, blooming colors overwhelmed those who saw it.

The two pairs of arms extending from her shoulders looked foreign, yet so beautiful that it inspired fear.

 

It is said that at the beginning of the divine age, the Divine Pillars stirred the world with their tyranny.

The Ocean Milk turned white and muddy, and the mortar of mountains and seas was worn away.

The righteous mourned and grieved. Yet, the dance of creation did not cease.

 

Only two Divine Pillars heard their faint lament.

One, who danced solely to connect the end and the beginning that would eventually come,

And the other, who promised to dance to protect the present world.

 

With words, they wove the truth and carved out order. This Divine Pillar fought a lonely battle against the Divine Pillars who sought to destroy them.

The destiny of a lonely struggle dancing in the darkest depths of the Ocean Milk.

A Divine Pillar who simply wished for the prosperity of all.

 

"Return to the right path,

Ravana!"

 

"Howl, you little runt who has become Sita's running dog!

I will teach you that wagging your tail at the whispers of an unborn divine pillar and thinking yourself victorious is a sign of inexperience."

 

The clash of swords continued, sparks flying in response to the exchanged words.

Akira also launched the few remaining talismans from the back.

 

A blue-white activated flame scattered, and the water offensive talisman splashed.

Seeing a mere water arrow formed from it, Ravana sneered.

 

"I am a Divine Pillar who resides in the ocean.

Do you think you would be able to resist with merely a tiny drop of water?"

 

"Oh, I never thought so."

 

Ravana's right arm flashed, and the iron whip she had usurped from another Divine Pillar deflected the arrow.

A splash of water scattered in vain, and from its shadow, a wood offensive talisman thrust into the ground.

 

"—Hou."

 

Surprised, the Divine Pillar with two pairs of arms let out a gasp of admiration.

 

Activate.

Water generates Wood. The wood qi, which absorbed the water qi and gained momentum, gave birth to thunder.

The thunder took on the color of purple and engulfed Ravana.

 

However, even that was slashed by the iron whip, and the figure leaped into the void.

 

"Ha. Immature beings who are at the mercy of their own talent.

To have such high expectations on them, both Sita and Shuka-hime sure have grown senile."

 

"Is that so?"

 

Up until now, Ravana had shown Akira perfect opportunities to attack. However, since Akira has been relying on the divine energy of the talismans even in that case, it seemed that his divine energy had already been depleted.

 

Therefore, Akira could only struggle for a little bit longer.

Ravana judged that she had managed to seal the power of Rakuyo Zakuro (the blade of contradiction), which she feared the most.

 

Even so, the sparkle of resistance in Akira and the others' eyes showed no sign of fading.

The brilliance of those whom Ravana loved in the past.

 

Scoffing at that feeling that she could no longer forget despite her long fall, Ravana made the final push with his plan.

 

"Normally, summoning a demon in a sacred area is impossible."

 

A different left arm from the one holding the vajra. Several talismans appeared on the empty palm.

 

These were the last resort, for when Akira and the others failed to destroy the Nine Dharma Treasures.

A stagnant miasma drawn from the miasma pool inhabited by the aged demon. Its essence was sealed away in this treasured possession of Ravana.

 

The talismans danced from her cold, pale fingertips into the void, and a crimson-black flame floated up.

 

"—But what would happen if a Giant Ogre (a manifestation of the Wood element) directly entered the hole drilled in the Kanoe spiritual path (the Metal element's elder brother)?"

 

The Hyakki Yagyo that had invaded the Central Capital was divided into two groups, led by the Giant Ogre and the Armored Centipede.

As instructed, the Armored Centipede should have headed to Mount Kugatachi (the Cornerstone Mountain of the Fire element), and the Giant Ogre to Mount Kayanowa (the Cornerstone Mountain of the Water element).

One of the Giant Ogres. The last, gigantic Ogre, would head to the Kanoe Shrine as bait, along with the Hyakki Yagyo.

 

The Kanoe Shrine is the most critical point of the spiritual path closest to Mount Kayanowa.

If they could just pass through the hole that had already been drilled—

 

One of the surrounding spiritual path torii gates shattered, and a gigantic figure appeared, overwhelming the spiritual path of Soukoku.

 

"Yield to the earth, embrace your demise.

Should you desire death in such a posture, I shall offer a surta."

 

Ga, Aa!

 

Its figure was like a boulder, and fluent sutras flowed out from the gaps between the fangs that grew like spikes.

An Ancient Ogre who was said to have granted time to recite a sutra to the ones he was about to kill and devour.

 

A gigantic incarnation, known as the Kankyō Dōji (Sutra-Reciting Child) due to its nature, stood in front of Akira and Saki.

A low, grating groan mixed with clear human language reached Akira and Saki's ears.

 

Evade. Following their intuition that warned them of danger, the two kicked off the ground.

At the same time, a fist as big as an adult man swung down.

 

Boom. A deafening roar shook the ground, and a vast cloud of dust stained their vision.

Ignoring Akira and Saki, who were keeping their distance, the Kankyō Dōji calmly pulled its fist out of the ground and grinned at Ravana.

 

"Have you been waiting,  my Lord?"

 

"Nope. You came at the right time. —Oh, the spiritual path of the Musubi has opened."

 

A satisfied smile graced Ravana's lips. Her eyes were fixed on the spot directly behind Akira.

At the edge of her vision, a torii gate had appeared at some point.

The entrance to the spiritual path leading to Takamikura's sanctuary.

 

"All that remains are inexperienced children with few cards left to play.

As long as Doji-dono is not careless, there will be no need for me to do anything."

 

"Worry not. I'll make sure their necks are completely cut off-"

 

Before the Kankyō Dōji finished speaking, its gigantic body flexed and leaped.

Higher than Akira and Saki's heads, the fist swung down, shaking the ground with its pressure.

 

Akira, having avoided the fist that gouged the ground, desperately released all the remaining metal-element offensive talismans into the air.

 

The talismans, on which he placed his faint hope, scattered flames of activation and transformed into metal blades.

 

The ogre was a manifestation of the wood element. An embodiment of violence that trampled over battlefields with unparalleled physical abilities and a sturdy defense.

Metal conquers Wood. Despite having an advantage based on its element, Akira did not naively believe that it would be enough to counter it.

It was merely a desperate gamble, hoping for even the slightest opening.

 

Nevertheless, Akira desperately commanded the spirits that filled the sacred realm.

A voice calling out for the first time in a long while.

The Water spirits responded with joy, transforming into blades that swallowed the metal Qi.

 

The blades, altered in both power and quality, became a force that could not be ignored as it pressed towards Kankyō Dōji's neck.

Akira's blow, betting on a sliver of hope, however,

 

"—Weak."

 

They failed to reach him and were shattered by the giant arm that Kankyō Dōji had waved off.

Damn. Akira didn't even have the leisure to spit out a curse. Faced with the relentless assault of the Ancient Giant Ogre, Akira had no choice but to evade.

 

 

Behind the Kankyō Dōji, who had turned his fists into a storm, Ravana calmly walked towards the torii gate.

Saki tried to block her path, but like Akira, she was forced to evade the Kankyō Dōji's swinging fist.

 

"Kuh!"

 

"Disrespectful. I forbid you from blocking the Lord's path of conquest."

 

Saki's throat groaned in frustration at her own involuntary retreat.

Yet, with no clear opening, Ravana was only a few steps away from reaching the torii gate.

 

"Rain down."

At that moment, a quiet, dignified voice rang out.

"—Kaiten Kyokuya."

 

A blow fell from the sky, plunging into the earth with a thunderous roar.

It was a vermilion spear, as tall as an adult, exuding an unwavering power.

 

The divine pillar, leaping back to avoid it, glanced at the divine artifact and sneered.

 

"Oh my, oh my. I was worried where you had been hiding, but it seems you arrived just in time for my triumphant departure.

I'm so relieved, Gioin-dono."

 

"I arrived in time. That's all that matters."

 

Shizumi Gioin landed in front of the torii gate, her eyes only slightly slanting as she caught sight of Akira.

The spear she drew traced a graceful arc through the air.

 

"Since the torii gates leading to Takamikura's sanctuary are open, are you perhaps Nurarihyon?"

 

"Indeed. It is disrespectful for a mortal like you to face a divine pillar such as myself. But since you are a miko, I shall forgive you. If you bow your head and submit, I shall promise you peace in the afterlife. What do you say?"

 

A foolish question. Without saying it out loud, the demi-god demi-human girl's spiritual energy surged.

She encountered Nurarihyon on her way to the main shrine. Although she couldn't perform a full divine descent, standing within the sacred realm granted the miko girl an endless supply of divine energy.

 

Abandoning this place was an option no one could consider.

Without any need for words, Shizumi closed the gap to the divine pillar in front of her.

 

Kaiten Kyokuya's power temporarily rewrote the order of the Five Elements. Even if it were the Earth element, in the face of Kaiten Kyokuya, the balance of power would shift in her favor.

 

It was an absolute power, especially against other elements.

However, a dull metallic clang echoed as an iron whip entangled with Kaiten Kyokuya.

 

"If it were another element, I might have broken out in a cold sweat. But unfortunately, my origins are closer to the Water element."

 

"Is that so? —And what of it?"

 

Even so, there was no trace of impatience in Shizumi’s voice.

A Fire-element Barrier Talisman that Shizumi drew flew through the air, and flames immediately licked around them afterward.

 

One after another, Earth-element Offensive Talismans flew towards the swirling heat wave.

Fire generates Earth. The impact, fueled by the flames, was sucked into Ravana as if twisting the very space.

 

The Earth-element Offensive Talismans were enhanced by the power of Kaiten Kyokuya, crushing the opposing Water Element.

If a direct hit was received at close range, even a divine pillar would be forced to retreat.

 

"Just because you're of the Water element, don't get too cocky. That's hardly an obstacle for Kaiten Kyokuya."

 

Shizumi spoke calmly as her left hand held several talismans. In a single breath, the talismans flew into the air, and at the same time, Shizumi kicked the ground.

 

Water magic has the worst compatibility with spirit weapons. But its compatibility with Onmyoujutsu is the highest among the Five Elements.

The combined use of Onmyoujutsu and spirit techniques. Versatility that transcends the Five Elements is the essence of Gioin-school.

 

The impact of the Earth Element danced as the Kaiten Kyokuya pierced forth.

Earth overcomes Water. The two poles that should be antagonistic have transformed into a spiral, closing in on Ravana.

 

No. The expected response didn't come.

 

"―Fu, fu. I already anticipated this, that's why I'm sure of my victory."

 

Ravana slipped past the tip of the blade and distorted her mouth as she approached the shaken Shizumi.

The vajra tried to pierce from the left, and the iron whip approached from the right. Two simultaneous strikes cut off Shizumi's escape route.

 

"Kuh."

 

It was too late to evade. To maximize her defense, Shizumi boosted her divine power.

 

The tip of the vajra approached Shizumi.

Just before it reached her, Akira, pushing Shizumi aside, stood in front of her.

 

Laughter, confusion, determination. Various emotions intersect.

Nevertheless, Akira played his remaining trump card without hesitation.

 

Shizumi's offensive revealed Kankyō Dōji and Ravana's greatest weakness.

Because they were so confident of victory, they didn't even think about dodging.

 

This is truly the last drop.

 

"Sink into the setting sun."

His palm swimming through the void grasped the hilt that existed deep within his heart.

"―Rakuyou Zakuro!"

 

A blade of contradiction capable of killing a divine pillar. Squeezing out his last vermillion-gold divine power, Akira delivered his final blow.


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