Crossover anime, a daily life that begins with hunting supernatural beings.

Its pitch-black body, almost filling the entire underground space, was covered with countless eyes that could make anyone with trypophobia faint, all of which were staring intently at Sakurai.

Resentment and curses are watching over Sakurai, who has brought him to this state.

Black, sticky liquid continuously dripped from its enormous mouth, which could swallow a heavyweight sumo wrestler whole.

Countless snakes made of straw slithered across its body, tearing at its flesh and merging into its body. New snakes continued to hatch from the rolling flesh.

It was constantly murmuring incoherent murmurs, exhaling a luminous green gas with each breath.

A stench, even more foul than that of a rotting corpse, filled my nostrils.

Its body remained motionless, fixed in place by a pitch-black pillar whose top could not be seen.

An invisible flame enveloped its body, draping it in a huge, transparent cloak.

Its back is covered with countless bumps, which are the bloody tears of countless women crying on its back. These are the girls who have lost their lives because of it so far.

A strange musical piece, composed of shamisen, koto, harmonica, conch shell, shakuhachi, taiko, and clappers, begins to play.

These are notes played by all those who have prayed to the gods throughout history.

The cries and ritual music combined to create a bizarre melody; if anyone else had been present, they would probably have been plunged into an eternal illusion the moment they heard it.

This is the true form of the Desolate God after its transformation. After its core was pierced by the short dagger, even as a [god], it could no longer maintain its false appearance.

Forced to reveal its true form, its only thought at this moment is to swallow Sakurai whole.

May he suffer eternally within his own womb, never to see the light of day again.

"Finally, it's time for the second round?"

Seeing that familiar face, Sakurai, who knew what had happened, let out a long sigh of relief.

In the fourth stage, the Aragami reveals its true form.

carry out.

After a lot of effort, we've finally reached this point.

He died countless times in order to see the true form of the Aragami.

I really don't know if it would be possible to do it with someone else.

Once again, Sakurai realized just how outrageous the legendary god-slayer was.

In fact, the Aragami, who is not even ranked in mythology, has become so troublesome.

It is unclear whether the Aragami had an inexplicable connection with the Aragami in the ancient past, and Sakurai, who was once the chief god of the Aragami clan, expressed his heartfelt respect to the god-slayer.

(Both the Aragami and the Touken Aragami are indigenous deities of the northeastern region of Japan.)

Next comes the fifth stage, the final step of the plan: defeating the completely supernatural Aragami and allowing the girls who have died because of the Aragami to rest in peace.

Although he wasn't sure if he could truly find peace.

That's because he's not a professional.

Well...

If this incident had been handled by "professionals," the final outcome would likely have been that the Aragami would remain sealed away.

Anyway...

It’s about to start.

His already cold expression grew even colder. Whether he could bring the girl from the village back safely depended on what happened next.

With a single step, Sakurai vanished from the spot.

It was performed in a grand manner.

75. Aragami Extermination Battle - Ascension

Since we're going to fight, let's have a good, satisfying battle.

With that thought in mind, Sakurai disappeared from the spot.

The underground space is filled with soul fire that can burn the soul. In this environment, Sakurai dies every few seconds.

Correspondingly, Sakurai is constantly reading future timelines.

With eyes and ears everywhere, and dancing on the edge of a knife, Sakurai has truly achieved this.

Each time he landed, he crushed the straw snake that was flicking its tongue, and Sakurai threw out his short dagger and stabbed the eyeball closest to him.

Dark blue pus sprayed onto Sakurai's face, and in an instant, his cold and stern face was corroded by the pus, revealing the white bones beneath.

Just as Sakurai thought, it was indeed corrosive.

To be honest, he had already guessed it the moment he saw this guy.

With one of his eyes dissolved, Sakurai experienced for the first time what it meant to feel the pain of losing one's partner.

My teeth feel strangely cold without lips.

He slashed to the side and back out of thin air, narrowly avoiding the arm that the Aragami was about to strike.

The short dagger spun around the arm that was several times thicker than the man's, and Sakurai kicked Aragami's hand in the process.

Having physically blown out one of Aragami's eyes, Sakurai turned and ran away without looking back.

Real men don't watch explosions × If I don't run away quickly, I'll be crushed into Sakurai-chan √

After Sakurai ran away, Aragami clenched his other fist and slammed it into the spot where Sakurai had just been standing.

"They're way too difficult to deal with."

He moved half a step to the side and rear to avoid the straw snake's bite, and with a graceful arc in the air, he easily cut the straw snake in half.

With a leap, he landed on the back of Aragami's hand. Sakurai punched into the churning flesh in front of him and ripped a piece of flesh off Aragami with a swift and clean pull.

He casually put it in his mouth, and the moment it disappeared as resentment, it didn't stop him from enjoying the pleasure of that instant.

Besides him, how many people can drink the blood of the gods?

Who else but me?

"Wyyyy!!!"

The piercing roar drowned out the unpleasant music, almost shattering Sakurai's eardrums in an instant.

Two lines of bloody tears flowed down to his chin.

"very noisy."

Wiping the blood off his face, Sakurai instinctively thought of simply piercing his eardrums, but then he thought about it more carefully.

Before I could even remove my finger, my eardrum had already recovered, and I silently gave up on the idea.

He doesn't have the time or energy to do anything unnecessary right now.

With his uninterrupted ability to foresee the future, Sakurai constantly dodged and shifted his body, struggling to survive between the two giant hands of the Aragami while tearing off chunks of flesh from its body.

Just as he thought, in the end, the supernatural is just the supernatural.

No matter how smart someone is, they're still just a brainless oddball.

Even the Aragami, who were once gods, can only be considered intelligent when they are in a disguised state after they have fallen into the supernatural.

It was worth it to find a way to reach the second stage through countless premonitions of the future.

After transforming into its true form, the Aragami, along with its gigantic body, lost its brain proportionally and is now nothing more than a monster that acts on instinct.

After completely transforming into the supernatural, with the increase of power...

It even lost its brain.

Countless eyes stared intently at Sakurai, their dark pupils filled with greed for life and resentment towards him.

The current Aragami is, in the truest sense, the one who is in harmony with Sakurai—

Never die.

It will not stop until it has completely destroyed Sakurai.

Okay, what should we do next?

Sakurai, who was asking himself this question, has not yet found an answer.

For Aragami·Spiritual Transformation, his current attacks are not even a tickle.

Let's not even talk about how it only involved poking out a few eyeballs and cutting off a few pieces of flesh.

Even if he had a way to sever the Aragami's hand now, it wouldn't hurt him at all.

Who would care if their nails were cut or a few pieces of dead skin were removed?

For the current Aragami, his attacks can only achieve this much.

It's not like I'm going to have a good time.

In reality, there's no such thing as defeating a boss by giving someone a pedicure.

At least he can try and fail countless times, but he, with his immortal body, cannot.

Even if he seems like a so-called "player," it's still the same.

If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work.

Reality isn't a game; there's no such thing as a "health bar."

"So, what should we do?"

"To defeat the Aragami, we must first find its core."

“Unlike other supernatural phenomena, the Aragami, which was once a god, possesses a [divine core].

Sakurai didn't care how he knew about this; he just knew.

So...

Now there's only one thing to do.