In this crossover anime, I fight against the supernatural in my everyday world.

218 The real eight-foot-tall adult, the stalemate between the two sides

"This is..."

Hearing the voice that inexplicably arose in his mind, the eight-foot-tall man's pupils contracted slightly in surprise.

She knew what it was, but she couldn't believe it.

Miko Yotsuya, Mai Sakurajima, Yui Yuigahama, Rio Futaba—when each psychic awakens, they hear a voice in their mind representing their true inner self, also known as their soul.

only...

Can one, as an evil spirit, awaken and materialize their soul?

"Evil spirit..."

As if hearing the thoughts in the mind of the eight-foot-tall man, the voice in her head slowly spoke.

"You, who were born from the negative impressions of people and were born as an evil spirit, have now found your true self."

"Whether it is an evil spirit or not, and how it was born, is no longer important."

"From this moment forward, all your actions will be guided by your own will."

"This is the truth."

"Here, I call forth my true name."

When the eight-foot-tall man took a deep breath and opened his eyes again, the wound on his arm, which had been torn apart by the evil spirit, was surrounded by white mist. Under the astonished gazes of Makinohara Shoko and Menma, it was completely healed within a single breath.

"Here, I call forth my true name."

"Eight feet."

As she called out her name for the first time, her tall figure, who was originally wearing only a white dress, transformed into a white, elegant dress and wore a large sun hat.

Bare, snow-white feet trod on the wooden floor, and with the change in clothing, a chilling aura filled the room.

"This is me...the real me..."

The eight-foot-tall man slowly raised his head, looking at the group of evil spirits surging into the room. His black eyes flashed with undisguised killing intent, and his voice was icy as he slowly spoke.

"Only the boss...can eat me!"

Although the eight-foot-tall man did not grow any taller, the intensity of the spiritual energy he emitted was clearly not on the same level as before.

She took a step forward, her fair and delicate skin, paired with a white dress, made her look very beautiful. However, her usually innocent and delicate face now had a twisted and manic look that sent chills down one's spine.

"Go to hell!"

The eight-foot-tall man let out a terrifying roar, reached out with both hands, grabbed the shoulders of an evil spirit, and then, grinning maliciously, tore it in two.

Then, her right fingernail suddenly lengthened, piercing through the chest of an evil spirit, lifting it up, and slamming it against the wall with all her might.

"Come!"

The eight-foot-tall man, whose spiritual power surged to a terrifying level by summoning the true name of his soul, stood in front of Makinohara Shoko and Menma, facing the onslaught of evil spirits alone, and said with a sinister smile.

"Let me, an eight-foot-tall adult, experience even more pleasure!"

If Yotsuya Miko or Futaba Rio were here, seeing the almost insane expression on Hachisho-sama's face as he reveled in the slaughter of evil spirits, and hearing his arrogant words, they would both think of the same person.

Could it be that drinking milk...

It can also subtly change your fighting style?

The eight-foot-tall man has followed the boss she has chosen.

..........

Meanwhile, in the abandoned building of the Otherworld.

Night Star, who was fighting against the evil spirit, seemed to sense something.

"Yasak...it's finally awakened..."

Through the power of the contract, even though they were in different worlds, Yoru could vaguely sense the changes happening to Yasakani, just as he could sense that Tamamo-no-Mae in the other world was facing a life-or-death crisis.

Nightstar was quite satisfied with his first and only evil spirit employee.

But that's not the issue we should be considering right now.

"Ye...Ye Xingjun..."

Tamamo-no-Mae leaned against the wall and forced herself to stand up.

"I...I can fight too..."

"You're not even capable of fighting."

Ye Xing didn't even turn his head. He just looked at the dozens of evil spirits in front of him, raised the Onimaru Kunitsuna in his hand, and whispered.

"Thousand Birds Stream".

The black electric current formed by the power of evil spirits flashed across the field, accompanied by a crisp and melodious chirping sound.

Dozens of evil spirits instantly turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Before the black smoke had completely dissipated, dozens of evil spirits surged up from below the stairwell, filling the gaps and continuing their attack.

Yoruichi wielded Onimaru Kunitsuna, the black blade slashing down the demons before him.

"Your strength is completely exhausted. If you continue fighting, you will be eaten."

Hearing Ye Xing's nonchalant words, Tamamo-no-Mae gritted her teeth. Although she was unwilling to admit it, she knew in her heart that the other party was right.

I've reached my limit.

Although Tamamo-no-Mae's power was formidable, she had just gone through a fierce battle a few tens of minutes ago, and her spiritual energy was already depleted.

She is now unable to even summon her soul's true name and revert to her original form.

only...

Looking at Yoruhoshi standing there, wielding Onimaru Kunitsuna and constantly slaying evil spirits, Tamamo-no-Mae couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

The opponent was not only incredibly strong, but also had astonishing stamina.

More than half an hour has passed since we entered this abandoned building.

Evil spirits kept emerging from the black mist and then surged into the stairwell, launching suicidal attacks on the floor without giving Ye Xing even a moment to breathe.

However, Tamamo-no-Mae showed no signs of fatigue on Yoru-no-hoshi's face.

Pure pleasure and enjoyment.

As expected of the man whose real name is Yaoyorozu no Omega, he truly possesses abilities that I cannot match.

but...

Tamamo-no-Mae glanced out the window.

The black mist showed no sign of dissipating; on the contrary, it became increasingly thick and twisted.

And the moon in the sky became even more crimson.

How many evil spirits have been slain by Lord Night Star since the start of the battle?

Hundreds?

Not just, but thousands, even tens of thousands.

The saying goes well.

Too many ants can kill an elephant.

Tamamo-no-Mae glanced at Yoru-no-Shiki standing there, biting her lower lip, looking extremely worried and anxious.

No matter how powerful they are, the other party is still human.

Seeing the terrifying, distorted faces of evil spirits at such close range, hearing their roars for so long, even with sufficient power, the psychological pressure was unimaginably heavy.

Just as Tamamo-no-Mae was thinking this, she suddenly noticed that Yosei seemed to be muttering something as he slew the evil spirits.

She pricked up her ears; after all, her true form was a fox demon, and even amidst the cacophony of roars, she could still clearly hear what Ye Xing was muttering to herself.

But when she heard it clearly, Tamamo-no-Mae was stunned.

"Hmm...this tastes like a pancake."

"This is very chewy, like QQ candy."

"Wow, this thing is so juicy, it'll make you feel refreshed and cut through the richness, just like eating fruit."

Tamamo-no-Mae looked completely bewildered.

no...

Dude, are you exorcising demons or acting as a food critic?

Are you even giving your opinions here?

At that moment, Tamamo-no-Mae suddenly realized how naive her thoughts were.

From her perspective, what Night Star was facing was a terrifyingly distorted evil spirit that sent chills down one's spine.

But in Night Star's eyes...

All of these things rushing towards him were foods with different flavors!

Psychological stress?

How could there be any psychological pressure like that?!

"You can see it!"

With a ferocious roar, a humanoid head-like object suddenly flew out of the stairwell, opened its huge mouth, and tried to bite at Ye Xing's neck.

"Flying Head Barbarian?"

Night Star sidestepped the opponent's pounce, and with an extremely skillful movement, reached out his left hand to grab the slender neck connected to the flying head's head, and then stepped on the opponent's head.

"boom."

With a muffled thud like a watermelon shattering, Ye Xing stomped on Fei Tou Man's head and smashed it, then shook his head and chuckled.

"Although you were a minor boss who occupied two chapters of screen time back then, that was in the early stages. You're already falling behind the current version."

This flying head barbarian, like the flying head barbarian in that unfinished building, is not a real flying head barbarian, but rather an equivalent of the negative impression people have of the name and story of "flying head barbarian" in the underworld.