GA: Chapter 147 – The Idealist World of God Slayers; The Truth About Power Limits
As for Luo Hao having better luck than him? They were both people who had killed disobedient gods with mortal bodies—each of them one among hundreds of millions of lucky ones. Who could claim their luck was lesser?
He refused to admit it.
Martial Arts King: "Just as you can plunder Sacred Relics and shrine maidens without scruple, kill disobedient gods and seize their authorities in pursuit of greater strength—I too will strive to grow stronger."
Martial Arts King: "For you, those authorities are abilities that have long since sunk into your very bones. You would never recycle them."
Martial Arts King: "But for me, they are nothing more than supplements to my martial path. If their existence can help me break through my limits and forge a new path within the God Slayer system, I will not hesitate."
Whether it was the years of accumulation within the Five Prison Holy Cult, or the authorities she currently possessed—she could abandon all of it.
[Great Force Vajra Divine Art]
[Dragon Roar Tiger Howl Technique]
[Dream of Handan]
[…]
Any of these authorities could become fuel for her martial path at any moment.
The Oldest Godslayer: "You actually recycled the authorities you currently possess?"
The Oldest Godslayer: "You madwoman."
The Oldest Godslayer: "Have you not considered the possibility of failure?"
Marquis Voban had read Luo Hao's meaning from her words, and the shock was considerable. Had this woman not even entertained the possibility of failure?
Enhancement didn't improve success odds simply because you tried more times. The chance of spending every last point and still failing was entirely real.
If she lost all her authorities, even the great Luo Hao might not amount to much.
Even if her fearsome martial skills allowed her to defeat other God Slayers, she wouldn't be a match for him.
Martial Arts King: "I will not fail."
Such absolute certainty. Luo Hao's pride blazed through in an instant.
The Oldest Godslayer: "How many points did you spend?"
Marquis Voban stared fixedly at the screen hanging in the void. When it came to ruthlessness, he was no match for Luo Hao. She could abandon her authorities without even considering the possibility of failure—he could not.
He still needed his current strength. The plot's beginning wasn't far off, and there was no need for him to gamble on success.
If he failed and it disrupted his plans, that would be a problem.
Martial Arts King: "Ten million? Twenty million?"
Martial Arts King: "Who knows."
Every God Slayer's authority was worth a considerable sum. The Five Prison Holy Cult's years of accumulated resources were worth seven hundred fifty thousand points—one [Dream of Handan] alone was worth thirty million. Abandoning an authority she had no use for was, to her, an entirely worthwhile exchange.
[God Slayer Rank (Increased by One)]
[Breaks through the further possibility atop the God Slayer foundation. The Idealism of the God Slayer world will no longer affect the host, preserving the original foundation of Idealism while advancing one step further upon it.]
Yes—according to the chat group's assessment, the God Slayer world was an Idealist world.
God Slayers were also Idealist—there was fundamentally no such thing as an upper limit.
Su Yunqing and Bai Xuan hadn't read the Campione manga, only watched one season of the anime. Their understanding of the God Slayer world was incomplete.
Their assumption that God Slayers had an upper limit came from the power level displayed in the anime, combined with the fact that Kusanagi Godou—who had just become a God Slayer—could defeat Marquis Voban.
Some information they'd seen somewhere also suggested God Slayers had an upper limit.
In truth, they didn't. God Slayers were Idealist—they had neither upper nor lower limits.
To be precise: any God Slayer could potentially defeat a God Slayer stronger than themselves.
Just as the later Rama, who was several times stronger than Kusanagi Godou, was still defeated by Kusanagi Godou—any God Slayer could potentially defeat Rama.
God Slayers were like beings born with the passive buff of: "I'm definitely not as strong as you, but I'm definitely not that much weaker either"—a perpetual fifty-fifty against anyone.
The reason Luo Hao and Voban didn't deny the existence of an upper limit was because this buff was, to them, the upper limit itself.
Why should I, with superior martial skill and more authorities, lose to you?
Because the gap between them was too small.
That was the limit the God Slayer system imposed. And breaking that limit was their goal.
In the God Slayer world, there was no concept of one side being definitively stronger than the other between disobedient gods and God Slayers. Their inability to grow stemmed from having already reached the apex—baseline combat power would not improve further. To manifest greater force, one could only rely on Idealism.
But outside the God Slayer world, this so-called Idealism ceased to exist.
The power you could draw upon was simply the power you actually possessed.
Now that Luo Hao had broken through the God Slayer system's limits, it no longer mattered whether her opponent was Rama or main character Kusanagi Godou—no matter how much Idealism they channeled, they could never defeat Luo Hao. Because her rank now stood above both God Slayers and disobedient gods.
Since her existence was already founded on Idealism, no matter what terrifying power an opponent unleashed, Luo Hao would manifest power more terrifying still.
And the rank enhancement allowed her to, through cultivation in a Materialist sense, attain in reality the power she could only express through Idealism before.
From this point forward, she could achieve through cultivation the limits this world was capable of—a point beyond which even Idealism could take her no further.
This was what she had always pursued.
The Oldest Godslayer: "Understood."
Marquis Voban said it after a moment of silence.
The woman he regarded as his rival had already broken through the God Slayer's limits. He too needed to move quickly.
"This world…hm."
A world where even strength and weakness couldn't be accurately determined. Marquis Voban's gaze was pure cold disdain.
In his view, a gap was a gap. Why should emotions surging, memories surfacing in the mind, translate into greater strength—strength that couldn't even be properly defined?
Whether others enjoyed this kind of world he couldn't say. He didn't.
He could accept all manner of approaches—poison, using gods as proxies, contests of wit—every variety of the weak overcoming the strong he could accept.
But emotional outbursts?
What kind of garbage was that?
Lin Fengjiao: "I don't know what you're all talking about, but whether it's an illusion or not, I feel like something terrible is about to happen in my world."
Lin Fengjiao: "Some awareness keeps pressing on me."
Lin Fengjiao: "Like something catastrophic enough to threaten the entire world is on the verge of arriving."
The Jiangshi world.
Lin Fengjiao stared at the stream of messages in the chat group. In the past he would have scrolled up and read through them one by one with genuine interest—but right now he was in no mood.
That oppressive feeling coiled around his chest, the sense that something terrible was about to descend, had him on edge enough to post in the chat group.
With a grave expression, he looked around carefully, pressed two fingers to the space between his eyebrows, and activated his Spirit Eye—beneath which no demon, ghost, or monster could hide.
There was nothing.
As though all of it was simply his imagination.