Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

The sound grew closer, accompanied by the heavy roar of an engine, and a huge red and white striped tent was smashed open!

A retro-styled ice cream truck, shrouded in an eerie purple glow, barged in.

At both ends of the vehicle's front, the headlights were actually two huge eyes with long eyelashes, their pupils filled with swirling crimson, indifferently surveying the mess inside the tent.

A white-haired, eerie man sat in the driver's seat, a faint smile playing on his lips, watching the man and the demon on the stage through the windshield.

Inside the deathly silent tent, the stagnant air was torn apart by the cold electronic broadcast.

A chilling atmosphere quietly seeped into the domain where Babyrus held absolute power.

What was originally a single, malevolent force of death has transformed into two bizarre forces intertwined, completely altering the atmosphere inside the tent.

Babirus, who had been striding forward, stopped. The relaxation in his eyes gradually disappeared. He slowly turned his head to look at the ice cream truck that had crashed into him, an invisible malice surging and lurking beside him.

"You've crossed the line. This is not your area of ​​business."

Babyrus's voice had lost all its excitement and carried a strong warning tone.

The handsome white-haired man in the driver's seat wore a cold smile. His fair face was like that of a flawless doll, but his eyes were empty, filled only with extreme indifference.

His gaze swept over Amamiya Rin, whose body was completely destroyed and who was only clinging to life by sheer willpower, before finally landing on the audience, his smile deepening slightly.

"I did not cross the line unintentionally."

The man's voice, like the car radio, was cold, flat, and devoid of any emotion.

"It's just that my things have fallen into your territory."

The moment the words left his mouth, an eerie chill inexplicably swept through the tent.

"What happened?"

Tomie Kawakami, standing behind, suddenly changed her expression.

Her body is undergoing a rapid transformation.

Her delicate, fair skin visibly lost its human warmth, transforming layer by layer into a cool, soft, milky-white ice cream texture.

Translucent, cold, and lifeless.

Fine, sweet water droplets slowly melted on the surface of her skin, flowing along her contours. The tips of her jet-black hair were covered with a creamy white frost. Her entire body was slowly and irreversibly melting away.

"Feed me? What's going on?!"

Seeing Kawakami Tomie's appearance, Azawa Tomie was startled and quickly dropped the ice cream she was still eating.

Witnessing this, Babyrus's expression grew even colder.

What he calls "his stuff" is nothing but the most clumsy and perfunctory excuse.

The other party's goal from beginning to end was to use this insignificant connection to forcibly infiltrate their own domain with their own rules and power.

The two demonic forces are clashing with each other, and the laws of death on the stage have become chaotic.

He could still kill Amamiya Rin, but due to the corruption from other areas, he might not be able to harvest this brilliant soul in time.

This soul he had long coveted would, like any other mortal, fall straight into the underworld.

That's right, that guy won't get any benefit either. But he doesn't care; as long as Babyrus doesn't get any benefit, that's enough to make him happy for hundreds of years.

"What the hell? My body... why did it become like this? Damn it! It's irreversible! What are you all dawdling about? Vitality, whatever, just help me!"

On the other side, Tomie Kawakami was already going crazy. She looked down at her hands, which were once fair and slender but now had a sweet, milky white sheen. Her fingertips had begun to soften and drip like ice cream under the scorching sun.

She tried to move her fingers, but found that every knuckle was frozen stiff, unresponsive, and devoid of any tactile sensation.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! What are you waiting for?! Save me now!!"

Tomie Kawakami's voice was filled with panic as she screamed in terror.

(Serves you right, who told you to go with me.)

(Turning into ice cream? Hahaha, that's a pretty good way for you to die, sweet and lovely.)

(Never mind her, she's not really going to die anyway.)

(Let her melt it down; it'll save her from bothering Ah Lin.)

(The fewer imposters there are, the cleaner the world becomes.)

(But speaking of which, don't you guys think there's something off about the way she was acting?)

(What's wrong with that? It just melted, it's not like it hasn't died before.)

……

Mocking thoughts rose and fell in [Tomie Network], like a group of sharks smelling blood, rushing up to tear each other apart.

Sharp, sarcastic, gleeful, and gloating—every thought made him want to stomp on that melting woman a few more times.

But soon, the mocking voices gradually subsided.

Instead, there is confusion, unease, apprehension, and fear.

(……etc.)

(What happened?)

(She can't have any more children.)

(What does that mean?)

(Literally, her body is changing, not being damaged.)

……

Voices of apprehension began to spread online, like cold snakes crawling down everyone's spine.

They could sense that Tomie Kawakami's body was undergoing some kind of irreversible change; her self-healing immortality had lost its original effect and she was unable to resist this change.

In an instant, a strong feeling of palpitations welled up in their hearts, and their instinctive unease and will to survive compelled them to take immediate action.

That's enough.

Swordsman Tomie's intent coldly severed all noise, cleanly and decisively, like a knife cutting through tangled threads.

The next moment, a warm and powerful life force surged into Tomie Kawakami's body along the invisible nerve lines, washing over every inch of her flesh and blood like a flood breaking through a dam.

That was the life force accumulated by the swordsman Tomie through the sword of the resurrector, enough to regenerate severed limbs and bring the dead back to life. It was the closest thing in this world to a "panacea".

For Tomie and the like, this thing is no different from a toy, since every Tomie has a cell-level immortality.

However, today this sword has to be used on Tomie.

However, it's meaningless.

A powerful life force surged, circulated, and repaired within Tomie Kawakami's body, but her melted skin showed no reaction.

The milky white liquid continued to seep from her skin, trickling down between her fingers.

Life force is like water flowing into a leaky container; no matter how much is poured in, it cannot fill the ever-expanding hole.

(It's useless.)

The voice of the swordswoman Tomie rang out in [Tomie Network], revealing an unease that even she herself was unaware of.

(Vitality has no effect on her; this is not harm, but change, a change in the very essence of life.)

Almost at the same moment, the sound of Rougai Tomie's breathing entered the network.

Deep, slow, with a strange rhythm—that was the rhythm of her unique ripple qigong.

She tried to use the vast, ocean-like life force within her body to cleanse, cover, and guide Tomie Kawakami's body through synchronized breathing.

His breathing grew heavier and more rapid, like an enraged beast panting in the darkness.

Then, it came to an abrupt end.

(……no.)

Meat-modified Tomie's voice became incredibly muffled, and then there was no sound.

There was no solution; the seemingly ordinary ice cream left them completely helpless.