I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Matilda, watching from the first spectator stand, raised her eyebrows slightly. She sensed it not just through her senses, but also through her eyes, that quite a few people had survived in this seemingly impossible situation that had been created at the start.

However, seeing a pair of white-haired siblings who seemed to be divinely aided in automatically dodging any terrifying attacks puzzled her.

what is that?

One is lucky once or twice on the battlefield, but to have such luck in such a deadly place is too abnormal, isn't it?

After all, the guys around them die very quickly.

"That brother and sister, representing the Fiend Moon Clan, are known as a calamity..."

Seeing that Matilda was focusing her attention on the Moonbrother and his sister, Rhine gave her a hint.

Matilda was not only highly skilled in combat, but also possessed unparalleled wisdom in controlling her fighting power. She quickly found the correct answer based on Rhine's hints.

"Manipulating luck? That's a tricky ability. No wonder it's called a calamity."

Looking at some powerful but incredibly unlucky individuals on the battlefield, Matilda also noticed something amiss.

She is already a leader, so her insight is naturally strong.

Knowing how to use people, she naturally also knows how to analyze the battle situation and others.

The Xiong Yue siblings' ability is extremely powerful, whether fighting multiple opponents or one-on-one on the battlefield.

It is precisely because of this terrifying and unreasonable ability that all members of the Fiend Moon clan who possess this superpower are given the surname "Fiend Moon" and gather together in a small village called "Fiend Moon Village" to live together.

On the one hand, it was to isolate these monsters, and on the other hand, it was to make them monitor each other.

In his youth, Keishiro Kyougetsu was repeatedly assassinated because he possessed a terrifying power of calamity in the land of China, and he often teetered on the brink of death.

Therefore, he developed a lone wolf mentality, never letting his guard down except when he was alone with his younger sister Sakuya.

However, compared to his seemingly frail younger sister...

"Heh, it seems that being able to go to the battlefield as a younger sister is no simple matter. If the older brother is a poisoned sword, then the younger sister is a bomb."

Matilda smiled as she looked at Sakuya Ootsuki on the battlefield, protected by her brother Keishiro. In her crimson eyes, there was a calamity even more terrifying than that of her brother.

Even now, despite being protected, she has unleashed a calamity even more ferocious than her brother, showing that this brother and sister are quite persistent.

Turning their gaze back to the battlefield, their killing intent surged even more violently than before.

"[Just as a skilled physician, in order to cure a madman, who is delirious and disordered, should cultivate great right mindfulness.]"

"【When the mind awakens to enlightenment, it is a state of purity, clarity, and freedom from defilement, which one desires to bring all beings into this state of purity】"

The clear, low chanting of incantations echoed through the heavens and earth along with the unparalleled sound of swords, creating a terrifying storm of sword energy on the land scorched by infernal fire and illuminated by the deathly light of the sky.

One after another, terrifying and chilling slashes of light appeared continuously.

Cut off the flames, cut off the impact, cut off the enemy, cut off the misfortune.

"【All my remaining enemies and foes have been utterly destroyed!】"

The madness of a sword demon is transformed into rational prayer, the intention of which is to turn one's demonic thoughts into common sense.

Mibu Sojiro's curse was exactly as he had thought and desired; he declared that he would annihilate all the enemies and would not let any of them escape.

Of course, this included a woman with whom he had a comradeship in arms, but whom he harbored deep resentment towards.

The swords clashed, emitting a mournful, howling sound, like a storm of blood that appeared to kill—the very essence of Mibu Sojiro.

Thousands upon thousands of swords, tearing the earth apart, unleashed their attacks, each carrying the resentment of Mibu Sojiro. Even as Kujou Shiori wore a helpless and bitter smile, the swords slashed towards her.

Undoubtedly filled with unwavering killing intent, Mibu Sojiro showed no regard for the bond they had formed during their past battles.

As for the resentment, Jiuding Zizhi was already in the wrong, after all, she had done that kind of thing to the other person.

Trying her best to break through Mibu Sojiro's slashes, Kujou Shiori avoided Mibu Sojiro as much as possible and went to find others to fight.

However, before that, this so-called "other person" was someone that everyone present hated and wanted to eliminate.

That's that damn Onmyoji who unleashed his ultimate skill at the start.

"One hundred and eight thousand swords—"

With Mibu Sojiro's low shout, the slashes, each powerful enough to cut through the heavens, sped towards the Night Walker beneath the Great Mandala in the sky, like a narrow slit in the air.

He used the Nightwalking technique to teleport away, but he was still a little too slow. The chilling light of the slash flashed across his handsome face, leaving a slight wound.

But under the Yin-Yang magic of the night, it heals automatically in an instant.

Now he needed to dodge, because just like Mibu Sojiro's cold, murderous voice, a wave of slashes, consisting of 108,000 swords, was coming toward him.

It did not defeat Ye Xing, but under Ye Xing's slightly narrowed gaze, it tore his Great Mandala Array phase to shreds, and the passage to receive the Heavenly Judgment was also severed and closed again.

That wasn't an ordinary slash.

Modoro thought to himself that the fact that his spell could be broken so easily was enough to prove that the other party was no ordinary person.

Although the opponent is very strong, there is not much time for Nightwalker to continue analyzing, because his initial attack eliminated many people, and the remaining strong people have all developed murderous intent towards him.

It's fair to say that he has incurred public wrath and is now facing intense scrutiny.

Sensing the chill coming from behind him, or rather from all directions, he calmly and without hesitation activated his protective spell.

"【Blessed by the distant gods—a purification and cleansing—】"

"[See the Lord Ligentuo, the God of Cold Words!]"

The rapidly flowing incantations and the hand seals completed in an instant caused a dense array of twisted runes to emanate from Modora Nightwalker's body.

The space around him, no, the dimensions, began to shift and distort.

This technique utilizes dimensional magic to distort dimensions into fault lines, and there are a full twenty-four dimensional fault lines.

The absolute barrier of mutual impact manifested itself around Modoro's Night Walk.

"clang--!"

The dense array of mirage fist shadows came into contact with the dimensional rift that was moving through the night, and the moment they collided, they stirred up an extremely large and distorted air wave.

This was a terrifying fist capable of shattering and disintegrating stars and celestial bodies. Each strike could be said to be able to pulverize a celestial body. This fist unleashed tens of thousands of mirage-like powerful punches at Ye Xing.

It really received a warm welcome.

Modoro Nightwalker thought helplessly that the guys who stayed behind were definitely very strong, and all of them had launched a terrifying attack on him.

Although his martial arts skills were not bad, he was absolutely no match for these guys who defied common sense.

He won't use his weaknesses to compete with others' strengths.

"You're surprisingly handsome, but the more I look at you, the more I dislike you."

Having forcefully cracked the dimensional barrier of Modoro Nightwalker's defenses, Jiuding Zizhi, who had a brief encounter with Nightwalker, raised an eyebrow at him, her words filled with undisguised dislike.

Using the mutual effect of forces, they quickly separated. Jiuding Zizhi was definitely not afraid. She hated this seemingly rude and arrogant man. If she could, she would definitely punch his face to pieces.

However, a warm welcome was delivered from others.

"call out--!"

The densely packed shuriken, resembling kunai, exceeded Mach 100, a simple and direct throwing attack.

"Um!?"

It was a very ordinary attack, a physical attack that couldn't even break through a dimensional barrier, yet it made Modoro's expression turn ugly.

Because his ability to maintain his spiritual energy circulation suddenly became sluggish, this was extremely unusual for a genius like him. He would never make such a mistake on the battlefield, absolutely not.

But why did this mistake happen? What was the reason?

"Pfft——!"

Just as the analysis was about to be completed, the instability of the Nightwalker Dimensional Fault allowed the kunai shot to succeed, leaving a large hole in his left chest.

The once arrogant Night Walker is now bleeding profusely, but he hasn't fallen. Blood is trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes still hold an arrogant and domineering air.

"So that's how it is. Indeed, we cannot underestimate the calamities brought by your ominous moon."

Looking at the white-haired brother and sister separated by the sea of ​​fire below, Modoro Nightwalker still wore a relaxed smile, even though he had a large hole in his chest.

The calamity possessed by the Ominous Moon Clan was used very powerfully by her brother, but his power was not as pure as that of his sister, Ominous Moon Sakiya.

Although the other party looked as weak as an ordinary woman, the purity of her power was ridiculously high. The fatal mistakes he had made before were also due to the power of this woman's calamity possession.

"Master Yakou!"

Not everyone was happy to see Yoru's injury. At least, Mikado Ryūsui, Yoru's fiancée, was not happy; instead, she was very worried.

Despite expressing concern, they still took steps to help the other party.

Just when everyone was about to besiege and kill Modara, as if it had been foreseen, reality took an unexpected turn.

"[East Sea—Amin, West Sea—Zhuliang, South Sea—Jucheng, North Sea—Yuqiang!]"

"【May the four seas be at peace, may all demons be driven away, and may calamities be swept away!】"

"【By the order of the law!】"

A high-speed incantation was chanted, and the unique Yin-Yang techniques of the Onmyoji were unleashed. While others were besieging Motara Yoru, Mikado Ryusui was preparing something with his mother.

A strange spell unfolds; this is a spell belonging to Yumen Ryusui.

"【Forbidden! Water Spirit—Evil Stars, Begone!】"

The final announcement rang out, and the spell to aid Modora's Night Walk was unleashed, its effects becoming apparent.

"What!?"

The countless powerful survivors were shocked, not by the effectiveness of the opponent's technique, but by the consequences it caused.

As Yumen Ryusui's fingers completed the final hand seal, the countless seas of infernal fire around him suddenly transformed into a stream of cold air, binding everyone who had attacked Yexing like venomous snakes.

The constraints extend beyond the physical body to include the mental aspect.

However, even though they were able to dodge, these things appeared as if they had been anticipated, blocking their path and cutting off their movement.

The surrounding environment changed from hot to cold, and the cold water poured over one's head calmed one down. Thus, the dragon water distorted the hellish environment on site, using water and cold air.

Not only were their bodies forcibly restrained, but their intense killing intent and hostility were also forcibly calmed down.

Mood can affect combat performance, which is very obvious to the strong players present.

Moreover, this move also banished all the bad luck and misfortune of the Xiong Yue siblings from Motuo Yexing.

It can be said that it did a great favor for the Night Journey, a great favor that Modoro Night Journey had anticipated.