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Chapter 40: “The Holy Sword’s True Power?” ②

“―This can’t be real.”

Susanoo-no-Mikoto was in shock.

The sky above was a beautifully clear blue.

He had combined the divine power of the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi and his own strength, intending to crush Natsuki, or rather, everyone else present, with a godly storm.

He had given it his all.

There was no enmity, but there was certainly intent to kill. Still, that doesn’t excuse it.

He had planned to kill with that single, full-power strike.

Yet, the legendary storm of a storm god was completely wiped out by lightning from a human.

“This can’t be real, Natsuki Yura!”

Amidst the rain of spider lilies, Natsuki stood, electricity discharging from his entire body. He no longer held the holy sword.

—But that was fine.

The holy sword, the Sword of Divine Thunder, was merely a form for an understandable display of power.

In reality, she was a shapeless embodiment of lightning.

Even Natsuki didn’t know her true name.

Even now, she was only lending as much power as Natsuki could handle, holding back much of her potential.

In the other world, Natsuki had survived using his own strength and the reluctant power of the holy sword. Even the demon god who ruled the other world, who was defeated by the sword’s user-friendly form, fell to the minimal power she had lent.

It wasn’t just a defeat; it was complete annihilation.

“What happened to the Holy Sword?”

“Oh, this? The Holy Sword isn’t really a sword.”

“Huh?”

“It just takes the form of a sword because it’s easy to use. There wasn’t anyone who could wield the Holy Sword until I was summoned to the other world. Did you know? No one has ever touched the Holy Sword and lived. They all ended up as charred corpses. It’s terrible, right? The people from the other world didn’t tell me anything and just handed me the Holy Sword.”

“…You mean, you can communicate with it?”

“Of course, it has a soul.”

The Sword of Divine Thunder is just the name given to its form as a holy sword. The Thunder Blade, Thunder Life, allows Natsuki to embody lightning and unleash it as a blade, while also letting him act as lightning itself.

“Here we go, Susanoo-no-Mikoto. Enjoy the power of me and the holy sword before you die.”

Thunder rumbled.

Natsuki’s form vanished, leaving only lightning in his wake.

Even a god might be able to cut through lightning, but Natsuki’s speed surpassed that of a lightning bolt. The lightning was merely following in his wake.

“Thundering Hero Punch!”

Natsuki’s poorly named fist connected with Susanoo’s cheek.

In an instant, Susanoo was sent flying, bounced off the ground, and landed in the river.

“I’m not sure what to call this, but here comes the thunder—Eclairrrrrrr!”

Natsuki had heard that the pastry eclair got its name from the French word for lightning, “éclair.” So, he yelled it out with all his might and unleashed a bolt of lightning at Susanoo, who was sinking into the river.

But Susanoo-no-Mikoto was a god, a god wielding the divine Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi.

“Don’t underestimate me, kid!”

Susanoo leaped out of the river, slicing through the lightning with his sword.

Seeing this, Natsuki didn’t panic or look surprised; instead, he grinned with excitement.

“Not bad, god! But if you get within range, the Holy Sword will come for you—Divine Thunder!”

With lightning still coursing through him, Natsuki swung the holy sword.

“Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi!”

The clash between the holy sword and the divine sword created a shockwave. The river below them exploded, spraying water everywhere.

Drenched, the hero and the god didn’t lock blades but prepared for their next moves. Natsuki was faster.

“―Thunder Blade!”

Before Susanoo could swing his sword again, Natsuki unleashed a lightning blade without any warning.

The attack was so powerful it spanned from the sky to the ground, slicing Susanoo vertically.