Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

But its movements were immediately interrupted by swords falling rapidly from above.

The sharp swords, glowing red, crashed into Mammon's body without hesitation, shattering and leaving only shallow scratches.

Even if you unleash the full power of the [Trial Slash] skill, pushing the weapon's durability to its limit, is it still impossible to deal significant damage?

Fujimaru Ritsuka still wore a triumphant smile, because Yukino Yukinoshita was already close by.

"Got it!" Yukino Yukinoshita leaped into the air, her supple waist allowing her to somersault again, her sharp high heels drawing a full moon-like arc as she slashed down.

"Roar!" The black arms, which had swelled and thickened, blocked the sharp blade.

The razor-sharp high heels, which could cut through anything, only pierced a few inches into the arms, without even touching the bones. Mammon's raven-headed head sneered: "When did you come to think that I'm just a mage?"

"When did you get the illusion that mere poison gas could stop me?!" The battered and bruised Hachiman Hikigaya, now clad in a set of gleaming hero armor, raised his wooden sword and slashed from the side.

Mammon roared, swung his arm to knock Yukino Yukinoshita away, and flapped his wings toward Hachiman Hikigaya who was approaching on his right, intending to strike him hard.

Just what he wanted! Hachiman Hikigaya, his face a little pale, braced his right foot back, gripped the shield handle tightly with his left hand, and charged forward with all his might.

Like the ringing of a bronze bell, the enormous impact forced Hachiman Hikigaya to stagger backward, spitting out a little blood. But he smiled very happily, as if he was not the one who had suffered a loss at all.

Mammon was also affected by the shockwave, his body stiffening and leaning back. Seeing his expression, I knew something was wrong.

"Too late!!!" Fujimaru Ritsuka finally crossed the 100-meter distance and arrived, his sword already wrapped in crimson flames.

[An ominous sign in contemporary times].

Like a frog being stared at by a snake while urinating, Mammon felt a chill run down his spine. His stiff posture, which was about to return to normal, froze again incredibly, as the power to kill a king took effect.

The sword, wielded with the karmic fire that burns away old grudges and forges demonic blades, can incinerate all impurities.

"Awoooooo!" Mammon desperately tried to regain his balance, only managing to fold his wings in time. But this only made Fujimaru Ritsuka laugh even more wildly and swing his sword even more fiercely.

The powerful strike was controlled by Fujimaru Ritsuka, slicing down along the line separating the corpses and feathers on the wings, leaving no one unscathed.

As the blade reached its limit, cracks appeared on its surface, and it shattered on the spot. However, flames burst out along with the broken blade fragments, igniting the corpse and wings.

The flames, as if fueled by an accelerant, instantly intensified and erupted. Mammon let out a miserable howl and retreated repeatedly, severely wounded by the power of the Assassin King.

It had four red eyes and waved its claws forward, but there was no reaction.

Only then did it notice that the corpses on its wings had been cut off one by one, turning into charred remains curled up in the flames.

"You!" Mammon exclaimed in shock and anger, but immediately flapped his wings together to extinguish the flames.

This thing's wings are indeed covered in spellcasting materials! Fujimaru Ritsuka just saw it with her [Eye of Karma], and it doesn't lose any magic power every time it casts a spell.

A human has 24 ribs. If it could cast spells at will, a 12-shot, 32-hit barrage of [Corpse Poison Rib Arrows] could probably blow up an airplane. Not to mention, those intestines look rather strange!

Fujimaru Ritsuka did not stop. He shouted and drew his sword from his back, raising it to temple height. With the stance of Hirako, he thrust repeatedly at Mammon's four eyes.

Mammon was momentarily flustered and tried to deal with the situation. He was very fast and wanted to strike Fujimaru Ritsuka's blade with his claws, but the other party dodged them one by one with exquisite technique and kept his eyes fixed on him.

(If he really is a demon king from hell, such a clumsy performance would probably make me laugh to death!)

This wasn't just Fujimaru Ritsuka's inner thoughts, but also the thoughts of two people who were silently approaching Mammon from behind.

As Mammon struggled to deal with Fujimaru Ritsuka's attack, magic erupted less than two meters behind him. Startled, Mammon broke out in a cold sweat and desperately dodged a thrust, but was powerless to defend against the incoming wooden sword.

With a fierce blow, it struck the back of its knee, causing it to howl and half-kneel, turning its head to dodge. The sharp blade left a bloody gash on the crow's head.

"【The Temptation of the Prince's Demon Otil】!" Yukino Yukinoshita transformed into several afterimages, merging into one in the air, and unleashed a fierce impact drill centered on her high-heeled blade.

"【Flesh Transformation】!" Once again, Mammon used that strange ability, his body swelled up, and the bristles on his back stood up to meet this powerful impact.

A sharp aura pierced through its body, causing Mammon to lunge forward. It braced itself with its claws to stop its momentum, its back riddled with bloody, gaping wounds, yet it laughed gleefully.

(Fortunately, the use of [Flesh Regeneration] prevented damage to internal organs.)

But it was too early for it to be happy.

"I have no sword in my hand, yet I also have a sword." Violent magic gathered, and the mana in the earth and the mana in the air were rapidly gathered on the short guy behind him as if being drawn into a vortex.

"The sword of glory, indestructible and peerless, even if only for this moment!" The air vibrated, the earth trembled, and the wind transformed into spirits, frolicking wildly.

As long as the stunned state ends for even a fleeting moment! Even just a moment! Using [Flesh Regeneration], whether for acceleration or attack, will prevent him from unleashing his Noble Phantasm! Move, my body! Move, ahhhhh!

Mammon roared hoarsely, feeling that his body was about to recover!

"【The Oath Without a Sword】!!"

"A swift and decisive strike!"

Hachiman Hikigaya's shield shattered, and his armor transformed into scattered spiritual particles, all of which were drawn into the wooden sword in his hand. He roared, and the wooden sword in his hand emitted a holy light, like a true holy sword, ready to cut down evil.

The enormous blade of light engulfed the demons.

Then came the clash between blood red, darkness, and light, which blew away the three people who were right next to them.

33. Is your move cursed?

"Cough cough cough..." Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had collapsed to the side, scrambled over to Hikigaya Hachiman's side. "Hey, you're not dead, are you?"

"Ah...that's about it." Hachiman Hikigaya coughed violently, his wooden sword shattered, and his Heroic Spirit Armor began to fade into the distance.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was somewhat relieved. He really hadn't expected Hakira to go so far. Releasing his Noble Phantasm was one thing, but to actually use [Instant Strike] was quite something.

【A Moment's Blow】, the culmination of Mandecardo's final act. In his final battle against Brock's husband, Ruggiero, he lowered his shield and swung Durandal with all his might. Although he struck his opponent's forehead, he was also killed due to the lack of defense. Therefore, this is a cursed skill; using it in the game results in self-destruction.

Although it doesn't seem to have anything to do with self-destruction right now... well, this skill is definitely cursed!

Fujimaru Ritsuka's face was grave—that monster was still alive.

It roared as it stood up. Hachiman Hikigaya had indeed dealt it a heavy blow; the Noble Phantasm, formed from the radiance of a hero, severed its right head and nearly cut half of its body in two. But at the last moment, the red mist emanating from its body blocked the attack.

Mammon covered the wound on his right neck with both hands, roaring furiously. The red mist around him seemed to have a will, swirling around him with his breath.

"You forced me to this! My sacrifices! My currency! Let them all be squandered! Even if I lose my mind, I will still kill you!" It roared and howled, stirring up red mist that slowly condensed into a money bag in its hand. In that instant, its remaining eyes became cloudy, its humanity gone, filled with crimson bestiality.

Then, disaster struck.

Countless treasures gushed forth from the money bag: rubies, jade, lapis lazuli, opals, pearls, agate, coral... all the precious things on earth that were called treasures flew into the sky and fell down.

"Only the Tohsaka clan can wield the power of the gems, who are you!" Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted, trying to make the best of a bad situation, as countless swords appeared in her hands to meet the gems.

The gemstone was shattered, but surprisingly, it didn't explode; it simply cracked.

But with each gem that cracked, Fujimaru Ritsuka's thoughts slowed down a little.

Yukino Yukinoshita next to her was the same; her movements had slowed down.

"Don't smash those gems anymore!" a familiar exclamation rang out.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's interception was slightly slowed, and a gem struck her body.

Hiss! It seemed that a trace of life force and magic power in his body had been taken away. Mammon's aura began to rise. The consequence of having his life force and magic power taken away was that the next wave of gem rain could not be completely intercepted and was about to hit the powerless Hachiman Hikigaya on the ground.

Ruined.

"Drink up! It's in the way, so annoying!" Just when they were about to be hit by a rain of countless gems, their savior arrived.

A katana swept across the area, shattering the gems. Two more katanas floated in the air, spinning and clearing a safe zone.

"Ah-hello! Yui Yuigahama is here! Yuki, come here quickly, everyone stay still!"

Yukino Yukinoshita was almost forcibly pulled into Yui Yuigahama's defensive circle. She held down the two who wanted to attack, her pupils turning into thin lines, reflecting their attacks like a mirror, and calmly shattering Mammon's rain of gems.

Occasionally, some fish slip through the net, but just as they are about to be reached, an invisible force reverses their direction, causing them to fall to the side.

Fujimaru Ritsuka shook his head, his thoughts seemingly returning little by little. He asked, slurring his words, "W-what happened? Why is Yuigahama Lee here?"

His slow-witted gaze unconsciously drifted to a certain spot...

Yuihama is now dressed in a Japanese-style long dress like a celestial maiden, with her upper body completely bare, almost only wearing a bodice with two black and white fluffy balls hanging on it that rise and fall with her movements.

Fujimaru Ritsuka swore that he was attracted by the black and white fluffy ball, after all, it was so white and so big, right?

"Watch your eyes, you scumbag Master!" Yukino Yukinoshita regained her senses and angrily scolded someone.

Yui Yuigahama, her earlobes flushed red, finally breathed a sigh of relief as she watched someone reluctantly withdraw their gaze. She then explained seriously, "I just arrived and somehow discovered something was wrong. If this gem rain attack is shattered, one's mind will slow down, but if one is hit, it will steal one's physical strength and magic power."

Yukino's eyes turned cold: "Too many tricks! Yuihama, take a break, let me take over!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka held her down and shook her head: "She can handle it! Look, she doesn't pause at all."

Indeed, every movement of Yui Yuigahama was so meticulously honed, her Kenmei Lian never faltered, and she controlled the Da Tong Lian and Xiao Tong Lian that hovered in the air with ease.

Yui Yuigahama smiled happily. She felt that her condition could not last much longer, but at least she could hold on for this period of time. Her body had never felt so light. It was so good to be able to help her friend. There was nothing to be afraid of anymore!

The rain of gems thinned out, and Mammon closed the bag. His sinister red eyes stared at the panting Yui Yuigahama, and a beast-like roar escaped from the depths of his throat: "███ one ██ after another ██, ███ what exactly do you want to █████ push me to ███ what!"

With the last vestiges of reason vanished, Mammon transformed into a beast capable of annihilating everything. It roared, shaking the air, and the blood-red roots remaining on the cave walls fell and withered, giving rise to blood-red mana that gathered on the beast in the center of the cave.

Their bodies trembled, and instinctive warnings urged everyone to flee the scene, but a powerful force held them firmly in place.

The beast has become the very center of the storm, and the ever-rising magic has materialized into flames.

From the void, a fallen hymn resounded:

"Life goes on, but greed never goes away. What was is now, and what is now is forever. The time of God is gone, Eden is gone, original sin remains, and desire is unchanging. The original hell, devour everything."

"Son of man, fall into the abyss of greed!"

A crimson glow emanated from the beast, like the glow of a star at its final twilight, dimly illuminating the entire cave.

The string in my mind snapped.

Craving beauty, craving power, craving praise, craving everything to be mine! Yui Yuigahama, with her cool, bony figure and incredibly smooth skin, is a stunning beauty. All of it should be mine! Mine!

A surge of greed welled up from within him, and Fujimaru Ritsuka roared as he raised his sword and swung it down.

Clang! The three blades clashed together. Fujimaru Ritsuka, Yukino Yukinoshita, and Yui Yuigahama all had eyes that radiated a fanatical greed.

A voice is urging them to kill each other; if they can cut each other into human stumps, they can take them home as well-preserved collectibles!

"They're all mine!! Can you all be my dolls?! You're all so pretty, you'd be gorgeous as dolls!" Yukino Yukinoshita went all out.

"No, you are my friends. Shouldn't you stay in my basement?" Her fox ears stood up high, and Yui Yuigahama's beastly vertical pupils were full of cruelty.

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't speak. His hands trembled as he exerted force, trying to overpower the two people opposite him.

That's enough!