A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

The Onmyoji named Tanaka stared at the three neatly stacked piles of meat on the ground, his eyes turning red.

"Pig God!!! Ryomen Sukuna! I'll fight you to the death!!!"

He let out a roar, threw the handful of crumpled talismans into the air, and charged towards the two Su Nuo people with his bare hands.

His posture and aura were so imposing that anyone who didn't know him would think he was some kind of martial arts master.

"Do you even know what companions are?! Do you even know what bonds are?! Do you even know what ideals are?! What do you value your life for?!"

He shouted as he rushed, his voice cracking as if he'd stepped on a chicken's neck.

"Pig God! How long are you going to sleep?! Are you really going to give up so easily?! Get up! Fight alongside me!!!"

Ryomen Sukuna stood there, tilting her head and looking at him, her mind full of questions.

Dude, who are you talking to?

Those three piles of meat sauce?

You call that fighting side by side?

That's called lying dead side by side, okay?

Besides, aren't you an Onmyoji?

Shouldn't Onmyoji be a class that stands in the back row and deals ranged damage while letting shikigami tank in front?

Well, what's this? Your shikigami died, and you still rush in for melee combat? And look at your skills—

Goodness, his punches and kicks are powerful and his steps are steady. He's clearly a trained fighter, much more powerful than when he was commanding the shikigami earlier.

If you have that kind of fighting ability, why didn't you go up there yourself?! Letting a wild boar with three and a half broken legs hold the line while you just stood there shouting "Go for it, I believe you can do it!" Don't you have a heart?!

However, to be fair, Ryoumen Sukuna has gotten somewhat used to it.

Since he emerged from his childhood seal, he has fought dozens of matches.

The script for each scene is pretty much the same—

First, an Onmyoji stepped forward and spoke righteously and solemnly about "the peace and tranquility of our lives," and then summoned shikigami to start the battle.

When they can't win a fight, they start shouting things like "comrades," "bonds," "ideals," and "reasons for not losing," and then suddenly they unleash their full power.

After unleashing his full power, he was then knocked down.

Then the next Onmyoji takes over, with slightly different lines, but the process is exactly the same.

Ryomen Sukuna sometimes felt disoriented, as if he wasn't fighting, but rehearsing a stage play that was playing on a loop.

Meanwhile, on the ruins not far away, a group of Onmyoji were watching from a distance.

Seeing their fellow demon charging towards the two Su Nuo demons bare-handed, instead of offering help, they all shouted in unison to cheer them on.

"Go for it, Tanaka-kun!"

"Let him see the backbone of us humble Onmyoji!"

"Don't lose! We've got your back!"

The sounds rose and fell in unison, so synchronized that an outsider might mistake them for a cheerleading squad having a team-building event.

If this were in an anime, paired with an energetic background music and a slow-motion close-up, it would definitely be the climax of the episode.

Unfortunately, this is reality.

The reality is that after Tanaka rushed up and unleashed his power for three seconds, he was slapped away by Ryoumen Sukuna, spun 720 degrees in the air, and then slammed into a broken wall with a "thud," impossible to pry off.

Ryoumen Sukuna withdrew his hand, his lips twitching slightly.

Are all modern Onmyoji battles this abstract?

He's played so many matches and never seen a single one that was played seriously.

They either start by talking for half an hour, or they start reminiscing about their childhood halfway through the fight.

Do you guys even have a proper copy of the "Onmyoji Battle Manual"?

Just when Ryomen Sukuna thought the battle was about to end with another cycle of "Onmyoji being knocked away, and the next Onmyoji taking over," something happened that completely broke him down.

As Tanaka slid down the wall and lay sprawled on the ground, muttering, "Boar God...we can't lose...we promised to become the strongest Onmyoji duo together..."—

Those three piles of meat actually started to glow.

Golden light.

Moreover, within that light, there was a faint sense of life force surging.

The two Sukuna's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

real or fake?

Is it possible to achieve this effect simply by shouting a few times now?!

I've never seen anything like this before!

Upon seeing the golden light, Tanaka's face lit up with ecstatic joy. He struggled to his feet and burst into laughter, looking up at the sky.

"Hahahaha! Did you see that?! This is our bond!!!"

"Rise, my Pig God!!!"

The golden light grew brighter and brighter, until it seemed about to soar into the sky—

Then, several figures suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

No one could see where they came from.

As if appearing out of thin air, it suddenly stood next to those three piles of glowing flesh.

Dog walked slowly to the three piles of meat, lowered his head to sniff them, and then his eyes lit up.

"Wow, glowing meat?"

"I've lived all these years and I've never eaten meat that glows before."

It raised its head, looked around, its gaze sweeping over the three neatly stacked piles of meat, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Who is this? So thoughtful, they even cut the meat for you."

"The lean meat, the fatty meat, and the tender cartilage are all clearly distinguished. It's obvious that he's an expert. If Zheng Tu had this skill, Lu Zhishen wouldn't have stood a chance."

"Hey, I want fatty meat, melt-in-your-mouth good!"

After saying that, Dog Master picked up the pile of white, fatty meat in one bite, tilted his head back and swallowed it, chewed it a couple of times, and narrowed his eyes into slits.

"Hmm! Not bad! Chewy! And it even has a lively spirit! Good meat!"

Upon seeing this, Ji Zuodao quickly stepped forward, pointed at the pile of bright red, lean meat, and shouted:

"Hey Dog, don't hog all the food! Leave some for me!"

"That pile of lean meat is mine! It's high in protein, perfect for a young person like me who's still growing!"

As he spoke, he squatted down, grabbed a piece of lean meat, and stuffed it into his mouth, eating with gusto and grease. It tasted delicious.

Ji Zhengdao, standing nearby, grew anxious:

"Damn it! You guys got all the good stuff! What am I supposed to do?!"

He looked left and right, and finally his gaze fell on the neatly stacked pile of precious cartilage.

"Alright, I'll just gnaw on the bones then! Bone broth is good for calcium!"

After saying that, he squatted down, grabbed a piece of tender cartilage, and started gnawing on it with a "crunch crunch" sound, louder than a dog gnawing on a bone.

Qi Qi tugged at Zhao Ya's sleeve, staring longingly at the three piles of meat, and whispered:

"Waaah... Qiqi wants to eat too..."

Zhao Ya patted her head and said softly:

"Qiqi, be good, don't be like your brother and the others. The meat on the ground is so dirty. Auntie will buy you some fresh meat later."

Qiqi pouted, but still nodded obediently.

The entire process, from when Doggy opened his mouth to when Ji Zuodao and Ji Zhengdao began to feast, took no more than ten seconds.

Those three piles of meat, which had originally shone with a dazzling golden light, were completely devoured by a man, a dog, and a teenager.

Not even a trace was left.

The golden light naturally disappeared as well.

The entire room fell silent.