Outside Little Garden, having found a place to release Nyaruko, Aslan changed his avatar into [All the World's Evils][Beast of Progress] Angra Mainyu.
He cautiously attempted to enter Little Garden.
After all, both [All the World's Evils] and [Blacklight Virus] lacked self-awareness entirely.
They were fully under his control.
Thus, Aslan could use them as a Creature Card—or as a Planeswalker to serve as his new avatar.
Now, he considered it his new avatar.
However, it seemed Aslan hadn't even managed to insert his hand into Little Garden—barely had he donned the avatar—When suddenly, an unseen wind began swirling around him.
"Damn it! Winds of Decadence (End Emptiness)! And at Two-Digit level too!"
Aslan nearly died of fright. No wonder no one had dared use the Mother of Evil Gods avatar all this time.
Turns out they were ruthlessly targeted by the Winds of Decadence.
Now Aslan didn't dare move even slightly. A Two-Digit-level Winds of Decadence—he felt that if he touched it even a little. He'd die on the spot.
That aura of destruction and nothingness was too terrifying—no, far too terrifying even for a Last Trial of Mankind.
He guessed the Winds of Decadence were currently assessing whether he truly was the Mother of Evil Gods; otherwise, the wind would've already attacked.
More precisely, due to his identity as a Last Trial of Mankind and his ambiguous connection to Little Garden's Central Core, the Winds of Decadence had halted their action.
But swirling around him like this was terrifying enough.
It was like a Two-Digit entity constantly watching over him, monitoring everyone who came and went.
The Winds of Decadence punish all disobedience!
"How about this, Brother Winds of Decadence—out of solidarity as fellow Last Trials of Mankind, could you let me pass?"
Aslan carefully extended his hand, preparing to cross space and slip past the Winds of Decadence.
Then his finger brushed against it slightly.
"Sss... It hurts!"
Aslan sucked on his stinging finger, then immediately spat it out.
"Disgusting!"
This aura of degradation and destruction was truly revolting.
Aslan still wanted to endure a bit longer, to see if he could pass without leaving a trace.
But the sensation from the Winds of Decadence was simply too unbearable.
Now Aslan was truly desperate. He couldn't cross the Winds of Decadence, nor could he leave.
Was he forced to switch avatars?
(Hey, Little Garden's Central Core, give me an audio signal!)
[Hmm… no way. We can't interfere with the Winds of Decadence mechanism.]
Little Garden's Central Core replied with utter resignation. If Aslan had merit right now, perhaps he could use it to act.
But currently, he had no merit—and he was surrounded by the Winds of Decadence.
Little Garden's Central Core was powerless.
One could only say Aslan had been too reckless. After all, the Mother of Evil Gods' offense level almost made it onto the Winds of Decadence's blacklist.
Every time it appeared, a Two-Digit-level Winds of Decadence would instantly arrive.
Aslan sighed deeply.
If it had come to this, he had no choice but to use his last resort.
"Boss Shiroyasha, lend me Amano-Iwato!"
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"Danger! Need protection!"
Ssoaking in the Thousand Eyes hot spring, Shiroyasha jumped in surprise upon receiving the message.
(Serious? You really weren't joking when you said you wanted trouble.)
(At least warn me beforehand.)
(Why are you so efficient? You just left a few days ago.)
Kurousagi, Karyou, and the others also enjoying the hot spring noticed Shiroyasha's odd behavior.
"Hm? What's wrong, Lord Shiroyasha? Why do you look like that?"
They were currently relaxing in the Thousand Eyes hot spring. Shiroyasha had run out of money after buying erotic magazines and visiting the entertainment district.
So, without hesitation, she used funds from Aslan's Planeswalker community account.
However, she accidentally spent it all and now felt slightly guilty.
Since Aslan wasn't around to compensate him, Shiroyasha decided to treat the girls to a soak in the hot springs.
It was absolutely not to check out the quality of Aslan's surrounding girls or inspect their bodies.
Absolutely not!
Shiroyasha swore upon Indra's name!
If she lied, may Indra remain impotent for a hundred years.
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Meanwhile, Indra, working overtime at the Heavenly Army headquarters, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
"Strange… I haven't made any oaths lately. Where did this curse come from?"
Indra scratched the back of his head in confusion.
But the next second, his eyes sharpened. He raised his hand, and the golden Vajra spear materialized.
"I said, you Cthulhu Deities never get tired, do you? Coming to Little Garden every single day?"
With a roar, Indra hurled his Vajra spear, piercing Nyaruko.
"No! I haven't even entered yet!"
Nyaruko was instantly killed by the Vajra spear.
"Yes! I can get subsidies again, and peace will return for a while."
Eliminating Cthulhu Deities had become routine work for the Heavenly Army. They arrived once, the Heavenly Army sent them to "reload," and they resurrected.
"But why did Nyarlathotep revive so quickly this time?"
Indra pondered briefly, then pulled back his Vajra spear.
"Ah, whatever, doesn't matter."
Then, skillfully, Indra transferred a large sum from the Heavenly Army's public account to his private account.
"Just took action!"
Leaving those words behind, Indra happily went off to find his most beloved married woman.
"Damn it, who did this!"
This time, Indra was truly furious.
"Yo, long time no see. Why's Indra, my neighbor, looking so weak?"
A handsome blond man stared directly at Indra and spoke.
Yet his movements were utterly unhesitating.
"You damn Zeus, let go of the married woman I'm chasing!"
Then Indra and Zeus began fighting over a married woman.
"Oh, is that so?"
Zeus licked his lips, staring at Indra.
"Get lost!"
In the end, no one knew what truly happened. All they knew was that Indra fled in panic.
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"Let me see what you've done, brat!"
Shiroyasha lent him Amano-Iwato, but she also curiously looked toward Aslan, who had sent the distress signal outside Little Garden.
"Damn it! Winds of Decadence!"
Seeing the invisible black vortex, Shiroyasha couldn't help but curse.
What had Aslan done to provoke the Winds of Decadence?
Seriously, how could a Four-Digit kid trigger the Winds of Decadence?