Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

"Ia! Father of Omm! Spider-Mother, Zath! Weaver at the heart of the cosmos!

Thou art the present, the future, and the past.……”

With everything ready, Amamiya Rin took a deep breath and recited the incantation she had learned from Hirano Yuji with intonation.

The sound echoed in the narrow space of the room, but no echo could be heard. After each syllable fell, it seemed to sink into the walls, the floor, and the ceiling, like water droplets seeping into dry soil.

The air in the room changed, becoming heavier, and the lungs had to work harder than usual to inhale.

The candles in the four corners were still burning, but the flames began to elongate, the flames shooting upwards inch by inch, changing from the normal orange-yellow to bluish-white, with a faint blue tinge at the edges.

Sensing the strange change, Amamiya Rin remained expressionless, repeatedly chanting the incantation, or rather, offering a prayer to some evil god or demon.

When the incantation was recited for the tenth time, the reflection in the mirror placed in front of them began to change.

The candle's reflection in the mirror has now become independent. It no longer follows the swaying rhythm of the candle in reality, but rather moves much slower.

Amamiya Rin noticed that his image in the mirror was becoming blurry, as if mist was rising from the bottom of the mirror. Some kind of blurry phenomenon was permeating the real world through the mirror.

Reality is beginning to fade.

The dark brown of the door frame turned grayish-white, the beige of the walls turned into a lighter gray, and the dark red of the floor turned into a near-black gray, just like a photograph that has been exposed to strong light and lost its normal saturation.

The edges of objects were also blurring, as if everything had lost focus. There was no longer a clear distinction between the door handle and the door panel. The table legs and the floor slowly merged into one, as if the space was stretching. Length, width and height lost their original definition. Even Amamiya Rin herself felt a sense of imbalance, as if she had been squatting for too long and her legs were numb.

Amamiya Rin could feel that he was still standing in the same place, but the space around him was no longer the world he was familiar with, nor did it seem like a dream... It was an atmosphere that was somewhere between reality and a dream.

He calmly observed his surroundings, only to notice that the spider web in the corner of the room was also expanding.

The silk threads extended outward from the center, branching, intertwining, and weaving, quickly covering the ceiling, then the walls, the floor, and spreading past Amamiya Rin's feet.

Those threads gave Amamiya Rin a strange illusion; they weren't spider webs, but rather the latitude and longitude lines of space.

And at the center of those lines of latitude and longitude, a huge white oval object protruded—that was… a spider's cocoon?

Amamiya Rin's expression turned strange.

Can a cocoon that's almost half a meter long really crawl into your stomach?

At this moment, a crack appeared in the cocoon, and eight short but sturdy legs emerged from the crack. The hairy legs pushed open the cocoon, revealing a giant spider that was nearly thirty centimeters in size.

Its body was so bloated as to be almost deformed, its gray and dry carapace gleaming with a cold light that did not belong to the human world. Eight short, thick, and sturdy legs supported its heavy body, with coarse bristles standing on end. Its eight compound eyes were a murky dark gray, filled with an evil alien wisdom that no mortal mind could possibly bear. Looking into the eyes of this giant spider would inexplicably create a sense of incongruity.

Amamiya Rin met the giant spider's compound eyes, his gaze calm and composed, only slightly tinged with curiosity and scrutiny.

Then, the sound appeared.

(You have summoned your master's servant; now, tell me, summoner, what is your wish?)

The giant spider did not speak, but its voice appeared directly in Amamiya Rin's consciousness, just like a telepathic conversation.

"If the Spider God is indeed the deity who controls the interaction between dreams and reality, I hope that my physical body can freely enter and exit the dream world and the real world... No, to be more specific, I hope that my dream self can appear in the real world."

Facing the giant spider's questioning head-on, Amamiya Rin calmly replied.

(If you wish to seek your master's reward, you must first offer your service to him, whether by providing a sacrifice or by transforming yourself or a offering into his child to help him. In return for these services, your master will show you the paths between worlds, including the path to dreams, and grant you all your desires.)

The giant spider's body exuded a cold aura, and the voice that reached Amamiya Rin's mind became heavy and serious.

"Specifically? What exactly do I need to do?"

Amamiya Rin asked directly.

(You have two choices.)

"That's what the giant spider said."

(The first chance to become the master's servant... I will bite you and inject venom. If you survive, the master often chooses followers from those who survive being bitten by poisonous spiders. Of course, the master's food is selected in the same way.)

Amamiya Rin's eyelids twitched.

What kind of choice is this?

If you are bitten first and survive, you only have a chance to be chosen as a believer. If you are not chosen, you may become food for that evil god.

This is the kind of method only a fanatic would choose, right?

(Second, sacrifice. Offer your internal organs to your master. Your body will still live. One day in the future, the you in your dreams will replace the you in reality. At that time, you must offer a woman to your master. She will take your place and become the master's servant.)

This must be the method that Yuji Hirano chose back then, right?

Amamiya Rin seemed to be deep in thought.

This was the option he initially wanted to choose, but he never expected to face two choices now.

However, although two options are provided, they seem to be about the same in terms of safety.

Both rely on the power of the Spider God. The former has a high probability of becoming the Spider God's food, while the latter will first become part of the Spider God's food, and then be given another portion of food someday in the future... No, servants should only serve the Spider God. How they serve is still unknown, but they should not be eaten.

Amamiya Rin hesitated for a moment.

He always felt that there wasn't much difference between the two options, but compared to the first option, which had greater uncertainty, the second option was more reliable.

It's just a sacrifice. Even if we fear that the curse of those high-dimensional gods and demons is an irreversible phenomenon—just like the uglification curse of the Apologetic Demon back then.

It's not a big deal. Tomie can cut off a piece of her flesh and a new Tomie will grow. We can just use the Tomie who is still an outsider as a sacrifice.

"I choose the second option..."

Before the words were finished, the giant spider suddenly spoke.

(With your potential, your master will be very happy to make you a believer.)

Amamiya Rin's gaze was fixed on the giant spider's compound eyes.

It was just a change in an instant, but he sensed it; the giant spider's attitude had suddenly shifted in that brief moment.

(That's right, your potential is different from that of ordinary people, and different from that of any other believer who has ever sought a master. You deserve special treatment.)

It repeated itself, and this time, its voice was different. Before, it was indifferent, but now it carried a kind of uncontrollable urgency.

(If you survive being bitten, your master will accept you, and you will gain his favor and become a spider-human. There was once a sacrifice named Larriba Woz, who was a lord in human society, but his master did not accept him.)

The giant spider moved forward an inch on all eight legs at the same time, its bristles standing on end, aiming at Yu Gonglin like a probe. Its body and mind showed an attitude, an urgent attitude.

This made Amamiya Rin clearly understand that, to the dream god behind the giant spider, her position... seemed to be very important.

Why? Because of his long dream? Or perhaps his cultivation within the dream world created value for him in the eyes of the dream god?

Amamiya Rin frowned slightly, her gaze growing increasingly serious.

He only wanted to complete the ritual quietly and use the power of the Spider God to fulfill his wish; he never expected to receive such attention.

Such attention is not a good thing for him, nor for any mentally sound person.

(Do not hesitate any longer. You will not die, for you are chosen. You will gain the master's favor, and you will be able to travel across the web between different worlds and eras. All your wishes will be fulfilled.)

The giant spider urged on as it approached Amamiya Rin, its eight compound eyes staring at him simultaneously, each reflecting his face. The eyes were filled with greed, and it seemed eager to inject its venom into Amamiya Rin. No matter what Amamiya Rin's answer was, it could not change its will.

It, the gray web weaver, does not need Amamiya Rin's consent.

Before receiving the revelation, the Gray Web Weaver did not care about Amamiya Rin's choice.

Either way, a human will become food for their master, serving as sustenance to maintain their strength, or they will transform into a son of Atlak-Nakya to help their master, ultimately becoming part of that web.

However, that won't work now. The human before us possesses qualities far superior to any other human. When he becomes a spider-human, his master's work will be greatly aided.

"Watch out, brother!"

Just then, a voice belonging to a third party suddenly rang out.

It was a young, somewhat androgynous voice, with some unclear pronunciation.

Amamiya Rin instinctively took a few steps back, creating distance between herself and the giant spider, and immediately looked in the direction from which the sound came.

The gray-haired net weaver also looked over.

It was at the edge of the room, in a corner unlit by the candlelight, where a child dressed in rough clothes and sporting a bob haircut stood in the shadows, making it impossible to discern his or her features.

"What are you doing here? This is not a place for you."

The child reached out her small hand to Amamiya Rin, her palm also shrouded in shadow and unclear, but her voice was innocent yet tinged with reproach, like that of a child who had never experienced the world.

"I'll take you away from here, come with me."

Amamiya Rin did not approach the child.

He stared at the child's figure, his expression turning serious.

Although it seemed like an unexpected act of kindness, helping him escape danger, ... given his century of cultivation in the dream world, that child... might be an even more terrifying being than that giant spider.

Because he couldn't see clearly; he couldn't see the child clearly, and even with his eyesight, he couldn't judge the child's abilities.

It wasn't just the child's outward appearance; he could sense the child's concern in their voice. But he could also vaguely sense a deeper emotion, a kind of...

(Don't go over there!)

The giant spider's posture had completely changed. Its eight legs were tucked inward, its body was pressed low, almost touching the ground, and its compound eyes no longer flickered, but were frozen into a pure gray. Its chelicerae opened and closed repeatedly, as if it were exhaling in protest, or simply feeling agitated upon seeing something it feared.

(...this black posture...)

It seemed to recognize something, and its heart was filled with fear, causing its will to waver.

(The Haunter of the Dark, Father of All Bats, Dark Wing, Face Eater...)

The gray web weaver's voice trailed off.

It felt like someone had grabbed my throat and snapped my neck in one breath.

Amamiya Rin saw three red spots appear on the giant spider's body.

Then, at the same moment, the eight compound eyes lost their luster, the eight legs stiffened simultaneously, and the bloated body disintegrated.

Amamiya Rin's pupils contracted, and a thought flashed through his mind like a blade.

That innocent childlike exterior peeled away inch by inch in his eyes, revealing the indescribable essence beneath.

It was an impenetrable darkness, the trembling of bat wings, and a three-lobed, burning crimson gaze.

Night Hunter, Father of Bats, Darkwing, Noodle Eater—all these titles point to only one identity! The being from the same world as the prototype of Hellstar… one of the three supreme gods, born of Azathoth, the Lord of All Things, and known as the Crouching Chaos, the Thousand-Faced God, the Messenger of the Outer Gods, and the Father of Millions of Favored Ones—Nightmare!

"Ha~!"

Amamiya Rin's lips twitched.

Even a Bodhisattva at the tenth stage would find it difficult to remain calm in the face of such a reality.

Less than two months after the time travel, and having only recently recovered from his disability, he was still dealing with the curse of vengeful spirits when he suddenly bumped into the avatar of an outer god who could manipulate the universe with a single hand.

Are you kidding me?! That's impossible!

Amamiya Rin subconsciously wanted to deny reality.

To deny that the little girl in front of you is that possibility.

Because it simply doesn't match!

The Night Demon is not depicted in this way. The incarnation of Nyarlathotep with a girlish appearance is the moe anime character Nyaruko, not the Night Demon. The Night Demon's appearance should be a swollen monster resembling a bat, with a fiery red single eye split into three parts.

Is the world biased?

Gherros transformed from the Star of Judgment into the Star of Hell, so when Night Demon arrived in this world based on Junji Itoh's manga series, she also became a cute girl?

Yu Gonglin quickly calmed down, but the conclusion he reached after calm reflection still didn't match up.

Junji Ito's worldview would never allow such a good thing!