Everything is Anime! Chapter 83: Asura's Wrath! (Patreon)

He gave Hikaru a brief once-over, then broke into booming laughter.

“Interesting! Very interesting! You may be the most unusual fool—no, human—I’ve ever seen. But, boy, don’t think that just because you beat Vishnu you can beat me too. Let me see whether your scary façade matches your real power! Hahaha!”

Rahu’s voice shook both heaven and earth.

He moved his colossal body again, but he didn’t try to engage Hikaru in close combat. One of his four arms produced a machete, which he brought to his own neck and slashed—lopping off his own head. Obviously, he had no intention of killing himself.

Once Rahu’s head detached from his body, it swiftly rose into the sky and began growing in size. Within moments, that hideous, bestial face had swollen to over a thousand meters in diameter, like some enormous tumorous mass. The suffocating magical energy radiating from it spread across all of New Delhi’s skies.

The sorcerers who had controlled Vishnu—still reeling from shock and grief—plunged headlong into despair upon sensing the power Rahu was now unleashing. There was no doubt this was Rahu’s trump card, capable of obliterating the entire city and the surrounding regions.

Hikaru showed no panic, though he did treat this move with due respect. He quickly descended to the ground, driving his huge wings into the earth like pillars and presenting his chest forward. A mechanical sliding noise followed: The armor on his chest and abdomen split open on either side, revealing a sci-fi-like cannon muzzle.

Vrrmm—!

After a brief reverberation, crimson particles began to condense at the cannon’s mouth. As time passed, the cluster of energy grew more dazzling, and a bone-chilling surge of magical force built up around it. At the same time, the two wings splayed out to either side also started glowing a deep, eerie red, sending strange crimson light rippling outward.

This was the Juggernaut Drive Mode’s finishing blow.

There were no flashy incantations or elaborate motions, nor did it require particularly demanding conditions. Its only real drawback was the charge time. The longer it charged, however, the greater its power. Meanwhile, the God-destroying Sacred Gear’s mechanical voice kept intoning:

“Boost!”

Within just a few seconds, it repeated this command more than twenty times, and with each repetition, Hikaru’s power multiplied again. The final result would be pure, unbridled destructive force.

At that moment, the colossal beast head in the sky finished swelling, too. Rahu’s attack radius would easily encompass several cities.

“Kid! Taste the wrath of the Asura! Devour all that exists!”

That gigantic beastly head opened its mouth, a maw like a black hole from which unimaginable suction spread. Towers, shacks, concrete, vegetation, cars—everything in New Delhi began to tear free of the ground, pulled inexorably toward that gaping mouth.

Rumble!

Hikaru felt the earth tremble beneath his feet. The city’s crust itself was being uprooted; Rahu clearly planned to swallow the entire metropolis. Everyone on the ground was beside themselves with terror. They had thought the receding flood was the end of it, but now an even deadlier suction force howled from above.

On that same ground, Liliana and her companions cast a barrier in desperation, hoping to forestall being dragged into that monstrous maw. But cracks splintered across it despite their continuous outpouring of magic. Anxiety and despair etched everyone’s faces. They knew if the barrier gave way, they’d be shredded instantly.

Hikaru was impressed—and startled—by Rahu’s ability. After a moment’s thought, he realized it likely stemmed from the myth where Rahu, beheaded by Vishnu, eternally pursued the sun and moon, swallowing them whenever he managed to catch them, driven by hatred for their betrayal to Vishnu.

Yet none of that shook Hikaru. Even when the ground beneath him was torn loose and hurled skyward, the Sacred Gear’s prompt voice abruptly changed:

“Longinus Smasher!”

The instant the charge finished, Hikaru fired without hesitation. A crimson beam tore through the air, space itself trembling from the blast’s force. The colossal recoil slammed the uprooted earth back down, while the ruby-red energy pierced straight through Rahu’s open maw, blasting out the back of his giant head with a devastating shock wave.

A blinding flash roiled outward, eclipsing the world in its glare. The monstrous head and that horrifying suction vanished, saving both city and citizens. Even so, in that mere ten-odd seconds, uncountable lives were lost.

Hikaru gazed up at the “fireworks” in the sky, then released his Juggernaut Drive Mode. His muscles convulsed, twitching from strain. With Juggernaut Drive Mode activated and dozens of successive power boosts, even his body couldn’t come away unharmed. Nonetheless, the final outcome was Rahu’s death. And all Hikaru suffered was muscle fatigue and mental exhaustion.

That fatigue, though, escalated unnaturally fast. He knew his own body well; this kind of tiredness normally needed just a quarter hour’s rest to shake off. But this drowsiness felt more like a hypnotic pull than normal weariness. Hikaru didn’t panic—in fact, a faint smile tugged at his lips.

Because when a human kills a god for the first time, they receive an “invitation” from Pandora. To meet Pandora, one must journey to the Netherworld, a realm between life and undeath, where the goddess Pandora resides, observing all that relates to her via her usurping disc.

Now that this was happening, it meant Pandora acknowledged the result of his deed. With that understanding, Hikaru allowed himself to drift into sleep. At the same time, he directed Est to handle security, since he had no idea how long this “unconsciousness” would last.