Under the command of the Godslayer, the efficiency of the magic associations was remarkable.
In just a few minutes, a large villa had been cleared and prepared to serve as a temporary residence for Su Mo. Simultaneously, the evacuation of nearby residents was already underway.
At the same time, the news of the birth of the seventh Campione spread across the globe like wildfire.
Seven Godslayers existing in the same era—such an unprecedented phenomenon sent shockwaves through the world's magical communities. For some associations, it was a cause for panic; for others, a potential opportunity. Perhaps they could seize the chance to align themselves with the new King and elevate their status.
Su Mo, however, didn't care about their ambitions.
At the moment, he sat on a lounge chair by the balcony, basking in the sunlight with his eyes closed, quietly familiarizing himself with the divine authorities he had just received.
Each of his five incarnations had been carefully selected—each with unique powers and immense potential for growth. And perhaps because they were specially refined by Verethragna himself, the power of these avatars was already far beyond what Kusanagi Godou had ever demonstrated in the original story.
If he continued training and developing them, their strength would only grow further—perhaps even surpass the original authority from which they were derived.
Su Mo clearly remembered that in the early stages of the story, the power of Campiones was described as sufficient to sink an island. But by the end, they were all revealing their trump cards—each capable of shaking continents.
The five avatars Su Mo had chosen were already top-tier aces even in the early game. And later on, they would become outright broken.
Whether it was the teleportation ability of [Wind], the cosmic-scale inferno of [White Horse], the fate-severing blade of the [Warrior], the protective blessings of the [Youth], or the sheer destructive force of the [Boar] that once rammed into the moon and left a crater—each was leagues beyond their original incarnations.
As long as Su Mo continued to refine them, there was no doubt that these incarnations would eventually surpass even Verethragna himself.
As for the avatars he had discarded—they were limited in potential from the start. Whether in the hands of Verethragna or in the original novel's development, they had never shown anything remarkable. Many of them overlapped with his existing powers, making them not worth the investment.
Once he had familiarized himself with the authorities now dwelling within him, Su Mo transformed again—this time into the human-sized form of Ultraman Tiga.
"So the transformation time has now extended to a full thirty minutes...?"
Sensing the changes in his body, Su Mo's eyes lit up with joy.
It had been mentioned more than once before: Ultraman Tiga's transformation limit wasn't a hard three-minute rule. It was tied to energy consumption. Maintaining the Tiga form drained stamina—so the stronger your body, the longer you could sustain it.
After his previous enhancements from the Danmachi world, Su Mo could maintain the form for around ten minutes. But now, after being further empowered through the Godslayer rebirth ritual, his physical fitness had taken another leap. And with that, his time in Tiga form had skyrocketed.
"Thirty minutes in Tiga form… that's more than enough to destroy the planet."
He was extremely satisfied with this newfound limit. With his current stamina, he could probably fire off seven or eight Zeperion Beams in a row without even triggering the warning light.
At this level, the minor kaiju in Tiga's world were nothing more than training dummies.
The only one who might still be beyond his reach would be the final boss—the "Dark Dominator," Gatanothor.
Having confirmed the current state of his power, Su Mo returned to his human form and finally allowed himself to relax.
The God-King Melqart might be a formidable foe—comparable to Verethragna in raw power. But unlike Veleslana's versatile and dynamic combat style, Melqart's fighting strategy relied more on brute force and relentless assault.
This kind of head-on combat style was most vulnerable when faced with someone even more reckless.
Su Mo figured that dealing with this heretic god shouldn't pose too much of a challenge.
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After a short rest, Su Mo woke from his nap.
Erica, who had been standing nearby, immediately stepped forward to report.
"My King, the residents of this island have been fully evacuated. A defensive perimeter has been established at the port to prevent any unauthorized vessels from docking."
"So soon?" Su Mo raised his brows in mild surprise. "Well done."
He praised Erica with a nod of approval.
To have coordinated all the involved factions and completed a full evacuation in such a short time—this wasn't something that could be achieved merely through the status of a Great Knight. It required finesse, diplomacy, and an exceptional understanding of people.
"Thank you for your praise, my King!" A smile bloomed across Erica's face, but then she seemed to recall something and quickly lowered her head.
"However, there is one matter I must ask your forgiveness for. Although the magic associations have sent witches to assist, they were unable to obtain any information about the heretic god through spirit vision."
"Spirit vision…" Su Mo recalled that such an ability existed in this world.
Witches capable of spirit vision could perceive the essence of divine beings, but this power was highly dependent on luck—it didn't guarantee results every time. Furthermore, the quality and detail of the vision varied greatly depending on one's innate talent.
Of course, the associations wouldn't dare send amateurs to assist with a matter concerning a Campione. But even the best talent couldn't compensate for bad luck.
Seeing that Su Mo didn't immediately respond, Erica grew a little uneasy and lowered her head even further.
"The associations have dispatched a particularly skilled spirit-seer, Liliana Kranjčar. She should be able to arrive within three hours."
Liliana—Erica's best friend and longtime rival—was indeed gifted in this regard. The only issue was distance. She was stationed far from the island, and even traveling by private aircraft would take time.
Hopefully, the King wouldn't be displeased by this delay.
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NOTE: In the original story, the Ten Incarnations' other restrictions can be lifted. However, the limitation of "only one use per incarnation within a given time" is a hard rule for the protagonist and cannot be bypassed! Also worth noting—each protagonist's power system gradually diverges depending on their experiences and personal preferences. So rest assured: not everyone will end up using the exact same powers in the later stages.