Chapter 18: The Seventh Campione
Pandora smiled contentedly, but before Ren could respond, her expression turned serious.
"You were very reckless in that battle."
Her tone was like that of a mother scolding her child.
"Fortunately, the Heretic God you encountered was Hou Yi. If it had been any other Heretic God, you wouldn't have had a chance to act."
Ren raised an eyebrow and asked why she said that. "Why do you say that?"
"Unlike many gods who only care about cosmic balance, Hou Yi actively protects humans from real threats. He descended to the mortal world and lived among humans, even marrying a mortal woman, Chang'e."
"Hou Yi isn't the type of cold or distant hero. Instead, he interacts directly with people, even ordinary ones. He genuinely cares about humanity's fate and wants them to survive without relying on the gods."
"..."
Ren remained silent, listening to Pandora speak.
"He is a noble hero, but also a tragic one. He is strong, brave, and protects humanity, but he also carries the burden of loneliness, loss, and perhaps a little anger toward the gods who betrayed him."
Thinking back, Hou Yi was indeed different from the typical image of a Heretic God.
He didn't attack humans without reason. He didn't rampage like other gods who lost their sanity after descending from mythology into the mortal world. Even in the presence of Ren, a powerless ordinary human, he remained calm—unlike other Heretic Gods.
"...I see."
Ren had to admit he was extremely lucky to have encountered Hou Yi, rather than a god from Japan.
"Among all my children, you are the luckiest."
Pandora's tone shifted again—now sounding more amused than serious.
"Are you perhaps the child of Fortuna, Tyche, or Lakshmi? You obtained a strand of Sun Wukong's hair, the long-lost Brahmastra, and even a talisman crafted by Abe no Seimei. Even luck has its limits!"
Pandora crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
"This has never happened before! I feel like stepping out of here and giving you a warm hug as a reward!"
Before Ren could react—
*WHOOSH!*
Pandora leaped forward and hugged him tightly.
"Whoa?! Wait, what—"
"You're Ren, right? You did so well!"
Pandora buried her face in his chest, her small arms trying to wrap around him, though her petite frame made it difficult to fully encircle him.
Ren stood stiffly, unsure of what to do. Finally, with some awkwardness, he raised his hand and patted Pandora's back.
"...So, I've truly become a Campione?"
Pandora lifted her head, her face glowing with a satisfied smile.
"Of course you have!"
With enthusiasm, she stepped back and raised both hands as if announcing something extraordinary.
"With the reincarnation spell left by Epimetheus and me, and with the gods as sacrifices, I have transferred the power of the Archer God Hou Yi to you through a secret ritual. From now on, you are the new Campione!"
"I… really am a Campione?"
"Yes! Now you are a Campione revered by humanity!"
Pandora nodded proudly. However, after observing Ren's slightly dazed expression, she placed her hands on her hips and looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"Don't ever call yourself a scumbag again."
Ren raised an eyebrow, confused by the sudden change in topic.
"Why?"
"You're too hard on yourself just because… well, you play around with women."
Pandora's tone sounded like a mother lecturing her teenage son.
"Compared to the messy personal lives of the gods in the Greek pantheon—especially Zeus, the King of Gods—your playboy tendencies are nothing!"
"Pfttt..."
Ren couldn't help but let out a small laugh at the statement. If even a goddess like Pandora said something like this, then perhaps it was true that the moral standards of humans and gods were vastly different.
"I'll try." Ren shrugged.
However, right after that, a sudden dizziness overwhelmed him. His vision blurred, and his body felt light, as if he were being pulled into a void.
"It seems it's time." Pandora smiled softly.
"You'll forget everything that happened here once you return to the human world."
She stepped closer, looking at Ren with loving eyes, like a mother sending her child off into the world.
"I'll be waiting for you to come back. Go kill another Heretic God soon! I love you~"
Before Ren could respond, a white light enveloped him, and his consciousness sank into darkness.
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When Ren woke up again, he was still at the site of the previous battle.
The dark sky and the remnants of the destruction from the fight against Hou Yi were still visible around him.
However, something was different.
His body felt light—no, more than that.
He felt an extraordinary power flowing through every muscle. His mind was clear, as if all human limitations had crumbled away.
Ren stood up slowly, stretching his fingers. He could feel how sharp his senses had become, how every gust of wind and vibration in the ground felt so vivid.
His physical fitness had reached a level unattainable by ordinary humans. Every fiber of his muscles felt like steel, and his energy seemed limitless.
"This is amazing! I'm no longer just an ordinary human."
Ren had just completed his transformation—from an ordinary young man to a supreme ruler, someone standing at the pinnacle of humanity, alongside the other Campiones.
However, he didn't have much time to celebrate.
In the distance, he heard footsteps approaching.
"I need to get out of here."
"If I stay here too long, I might attract unwanted attention. Hou Yi's battle against that unlucky fool couldn't have gone unnoticed."
Without hesitation, Ren picked up his belongings from the ground, then turned and quickly moved away from the scene.
Now, as a Campione—a newly born Godslayer—Rokuhara Ren was about to face a world far larger and more dangerous than ever before.
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Across the world, the six existing Campiones felt a resonance echoing in their souls—a clear sign that a new Godslayer had been born.
They were individuals who had slain gods and seized their Divine Authorities, becoming the supreme rulers of the human world. Each of them felt this vibration in their own way.
However, one thing was certain: the Seventh Campione had emerged.
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China – The Martial King Luo Hao.
In a grand hall within the Wudang Mountains, Luo Hao sat in a meditative pose. Her graceful body was surrounded by a calm yet oppressive Qi energy.
As the resonance touched her consciousness, her eyelids trembled slightly before she slowly opened her eyes.
"Hmph… another brat has been born."
Her tone was indifferent, as if this were nothing worth noting. However, beneath her cold demeanor, Luo Hao still felt a hint of curiosity.
If this new Campione proved interesting, perhaps she would allow them to come and bow before her.
If not? They wouldn't even be worthy of being called her disciple.
With that thought, she closed her eyes again, completely ignoring the event.
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Eastern Europe – The Death Lord Marquis Voban.
In his gloomy castle surrounded by thick fog, Marquis Voban felt the resonance clearly. He was seated on his throne, surrounded by loyal servants and a group of undead.
Suddenly, he grinned, revealing his sharp teeth.
"Hah! So another one has been born… Which fool got lucky this time?"
His deep voice echoed through the grand hall, causing his servants to cower in fear.
"I wonder… will they last long enough to meet me? Or will they die pitifully before even making a name for themselves?"
To Voban, the new Campione was merely entertainment. If the newcomer proved strong enough, he might hunt them down and test their resilience.
If not, they would simply become another corpse on the path of the Kings.
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Italy – The Sword King Salvatore Doni.
In a garden in Florence, a blond-haired man sat casually on a bench, biting into his ice cream with a cheerful smile.
Suddenly, he stopped. His eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Oh? Oh?! Something new? Wow, wow, wow! This is interesting!"
Doni felt the resonance clearly—and his reaction was predictable.
He stood up with enthusiasm, spun around once, and then immediately ran off with boundless energy.
"I have to find them! I have to challenge them! Maybe they'll give me a fun fight!"
While his bewildered assistant could only stare, Doni was already speeding away without direction.
His goal? To find the Seventh Campione and swing his sword at them!
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The Past – The Holy Maiden Madame Aisha.
Somewhere far in the past, an elegant woman with a maternal aura suddenly paused in her activities.
Madame Aisha, the only Campione with Divine Authority over space and time, felt the resonance even though she was in a different era.
She closed her eyes, sensing the new presence joining the circle of Godslayers.
"Oh… a new child has been born… How wonderful! I want to meet them!"
However, she could only smile resignedly.
"Unfortunately, I'm still busy here… If fate allows it, I'll surely meet them someday!"
She then returned to her work—helping people in the past with her powers.
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England – The Black Prince Alec.
In his office in London, a man in a black suit stared at a screen filled with data. Alec had already mobilized all the resources of the Royal Arsenal the moment he felt the resonance.
"The Seventh Campione, huh? Interesting."
To him, information was power. If there was a new player on the world's chessboard, he needed to know everything about them.
"Where are they from? What powers do they have? And more importantly… how can I use them?"
A faint smile formed on his face.
In a world dominated by Heretic Gods and Campiones, only the clever could survive.
And Alexander was always one step ahead.
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America – The Fairy King John Pluto Smith.
In the middle of the night, atop a skyscraper in Los Angeles, a masked man stood with his long coat fluttering in the wind.
John felt the resonance like a soft echo in his mind.
Instead of reacting immediately, he simply crossed his arms and looked up at the sky.
"Hmm… is this new Campione male or female?"
Yes, that was his first question.
"If they cause trouble, I'll have to act… But if not, I'll wait and see. The world is always full of surprises."
With that thought, he vanished into the shadows of the night, ready to face whatever was to come.
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In Tokyo...
While the six Campiones reacted in their own ways, somewhere in Tokyo, Rokuhara Ren, who had just gained the power of a Campione, was stepping into a world far larger and more dangerous than ever before.
Unbeknownst to him, six supreme rulers had already taken notice.
The world had shaken, and a new era was about to begin.