Since quite a long ti had passed, Gu Mo's recollection was rather vague, but he still roughly rembered that the Divine Artifact contracted by this impoverished god wasn't supposed to be this girl.
As for who it was... well, he had already forgotten, just like he could basically only rember Yato's na, but couldn't fully recall this girl's na, at best barely rembering that it seed to be Hiyori or sothing.
Because of this, he couldn't fully rember even the heroine's na, so naturally, he couldn't rember the nas of other characters apart from the main ones. In contrast, he could still recall a few side characters who left a particularly strong impression. For example, Yato's good friend, whose na seed to be Ebisu Kofuku, he could still rember.
Since that girl was a true God of Poverty falsely using the na of the God of Wealth, but still often lent money to Yato, it was unclear who exactly was the God of Poverty, this setup felt particularly unique...
Moreover, due to so misunderstanding, Visakha had been chasing Yato for a few hundred years. Being a rather famous existence, and added to the fact that Yato did everything during his downfall, not only being a host but also moonlighting as a manga artist, and with a bit of a grudge between them, he once made money while seeking revenge by drawing doujinshi of the other...
This way of forming a grudge naturally left a deep impression, so Gu Mo also sowhat rembered.
Watching what was occurring over there, he pondered while swinging the White Viper Sword, turning another wave of demons rushing towards him into flying ashes. At the sa ti, he felt a bit conflicted, unsure if the direction he changed would have a significant impact on the storyline to co.
Although judging from what happened this afternoon, the inertia of fate seed to exist, he didn't believe the inertia was an infinitely large Correction Power, otherwise, the butterfly effect he brought would be a joke. If everything was already predetermined, then no matter which direction was chosen, it would only lead to the sa fate.
However, he didn't dwell on it too long, suddenly recalling that he didn't have much mory of the upcoming plot anyway, so whether the direction was changed or not seed to have no impact... besides, at this mont he had no way to prevent what Yato was going to do anyway.
anwhile, over there, they seed to have reached a consensus.
Although that girl appeared utterly bewildered, completely in the dark about what was happening, she at least understood how critical the current situation was.
Those starving monsters viewed her as delectable food, crazily swarming in wave after wave, refusing to retreat no matter how many were slain. It was unclear whether they were driven mad by hunger, or were just so vast in number that they knew no fear.... It's not just having a large number that instills courage, it's a universally applicable principle.
——In short, it vividly demonstrated the saying, "Birds die for food."
As she gazed around, she couldn't even see the distant city lights in the distance, only perceiving the sky and earth filled with densely packed, black mass of various entangled limbs, bizarre semi-transparent bodies and countless eyes, along with a tangible heavy negative aura emanating...
As an ordinary girl who had been living in a simplistic materialist worldview until today, she naturally turned ghostly pale, her beauty crumbling in shock.
She was actually considered lucky, many undead who had previously co here seeking relief had already been devoured and assimilated by the swarming wave of monsters. That was always their fate, tarrying in the Human World would lead to such an end, if not today then soday, they would invariably be found and consud...
Therefore, after hearing Yato's explanation of the situation, although she was still utterly confused, not quite understanding what exactly needed to be done, she truly had no other option, gritting her teeth and agreeing in the end.
Being a Divine Artifact was better than being eaten here without any ability to resist!
Yato imdiately exhaled a long breath of relief, then resolutely began preparations. He extended his hand, with the index and middle fingers tightly pressed together, gently waving in front of him, causing a soft glow to arise, while he muttered a spell.
"My na is Yato, bearer of the forbidden na, halting here."
"The pseudonym has been declared, be my servants."
Accompanied by the recitation of the spell, his blue eyes suddenly turned sowhat indifferent, as if the air of Divinity overshadowed the normally human aspect, and began to subtly glow, reflecting a serious and yet cold light.
The space around Yato suddenly blossod with golden light, with nurous densely packed spells appearing, hovering around him, looking like ancient scripts, these spell-like characters resembling small seal script glyphs were etched and branded in the air, exuding a divine strength and aura.
"Obey my command, beco my Divine Artifact."
The index and middle fingers traced in the air towards the confused girl, with enlarged seal script spells appearing at the tip of his fingers, becoming extraordinarily large, each character towering as tall as a floor.
"The na is... the na is..."
Yato took a deep breath, preparing to follow the sequence he was already familiar with, as creating contracts for Divine Artifacts had long since beco his bodily instinct from having done it countless tis, with his body rembering all the steps, requiring no cautious scrutiny of the details on his part.
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