Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

The sledgehammer made of meteorites from outer space fell on the mountain god again.

With a click...

The sound of breaking bones was heard, and the mountain god, whose leg was broken and unable to support his body, knelt down uncontrollably.

Sakurai didn't know whether it was his own bones or the mountain god's that made the louder cracking sound, he just knew...

"So gods can bleed, too?"

He stared at the golden ears of wheat flowing from the calves of the mountain god, which were no different from those of the fox witch, and said softly.

Under Sakurai's repeated provocations, Lord Mountain God finally gave up interest in playing.

I decided to seriously crush Sakurai thoroughly next time.

"Alien, if you want to see it, I'll let you see it clearly."

The Bell Gang's blasphemous voices echoed in their ears, followed by the sound of blood and flesh rolling. The fox-like head of the Mountain God split into four hideous mouthparts like a blooming flower, and the mouthparts extended all the way to the back.

Just like pulling down the zipper on a leather case, amidst the sounds of blasphemous winds, the mountain god revealed his true form to Sakurai.

What Sakurai saw was the twisted and hideous appearance of the mountain god.

There are countless gray-white arms in front of His chest with hands clasped together, and underneath them are countless bells.

Under the messy hair, a huge and ferocious head was staring at Yudou with a bloody mouth and bell-like eyes. Countless bells on the chest collided with each other, making a pleasant and chilling tinkling sound.

Coming?

Looking at this horrifying and terrifying appearance, Sakurai always felt a chill on his back. He always felt that something horrible and unimaginable was about to appear. He jumped back subconsciously following the guidance of instinct.

At the same time, a pair of gray-white slender arms turned into shadows and swept towards Sakurai.

At the critical moment, Sakurai narrowly rejected the mountain god's request for a hug, and stared at him silently with his eyes lowered.

This guy...

Dare to launch a sneak attack.

"How long have you been wearing the suit? You don't even know how to fix your hair when it's so messy."

"That's true. Does the great mountain god really think of himself as a god?"

"Have you forgotten what you look like after wearing the suit for so long?"

"You ugly monster."

After talking trash, Sakurai began to charge, swinging the eight-sided silver hammer and ready to fall on the ugly body of the mountain god with unstoppable force.

But before that, his raised hand was grabbed by the mountain god, and with a flick of his finger, Sakurai flew out at high speed.

The sound of bells mixed with strange laughter rang out, and the mountain god pointed his index finger at Sakurai who was lying on the ground, as if laughing at his arrogance.

"Really? I'm looked down upon."

"But if it's the mountain god, I don't think I have anything to say."

"After all, this guy is better than me."

He fell heavily to the ground and couldn't help vomiting a ball of blood mixed with internal organs.

However, if you want me to give up and surrender, it will take another 20,000 years.

Sakurai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and wanted to stand up, but it seemed a little difficult.

"Huang Shenya, hurry up."

Gritting his teeth, Sakurai called out to his partner.

The soul fire burned again, and in just a moment it completely burned Sakurai, who offered no resistance.

Sakurai manually completed the file loading and stood up with one hand on the ground.

The real fight...

just began.

It's still a long way to go before he surrenders.

At least, you're not qualified yet.

Sakurai was silent this time, but everything was expressed without words.

The fire in his eyes made that clear.

From the very beginning, Sakurai knew that with his current strength he would never be able to directly contend with the indescribable first-level spirit.

but...

He has his considerations.

That is, no matter how resourceful and far-sighted this mountain god is.

other side...

I will never think highly of myself, at least...

I will never put myself on the same level as others.

Sakurai had already grasped this point.

so...

This is what he can take advantage of.

Taking advantage of this possibility, relying on the power of foreseeing the future and resurrection from the dead, one can find the only solution in an unlimited timeline.

This is his battle strategy.

Up to now, the first stage has been completed, and he has seen the true form of the mountain god.

Entering the second stage means that the opponent is more powerful, but also means...

The fact that he was one step closer to victory.

A thousand times, ten thousand times, he would never truly [die].

In this case, in countless timelines, there is definitely a moment when he reaps the fruits of victory.

For this, he was willing to pay any price.

Unlike the situation with the God of Wilderness, no matter how powerful the Lord Mountain God is, his supernatural nature will not change.

In that case...

There is definitely a fatal flaw.

If not, he would find a way to find the flaw.

Let’s start the experiment.

The tooth of the wild god on his waist became brighter and brighter, and the eight-sided silver hammer in his hand became heavier and more powerful.

Lord Mountain God, right?

I...

coming! ! !

A challenger who overestimates his own capabilities, a self-righteous, self-centered fool.

He brandished his butcher knife and charged towards the place where the gods were.

If...

This body, this whole thing, will disappear someday.

Absolutely, absolutely.

It is definitely time to punish bastards like you who have tarnished the pride of mankind to the extreme.

so--

I will come on gorgeously.

26. Hold on to that slim hope

Bang!

Bang! !

Bang! ! !

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Sakurai kept moving around the mountain god, swinging the eight-sided silver hammer again and again.

The silver-white hammer fell on the mountain god again and again.

Life for life, injury for injury.

Like a slippery loach, it slipped through the gaps between each other's fingers again and again.

This is...

The irrationality of those who predict the future.

With the ability to quickly load save files using [Aragamiya], Sakurai can be considered a real [player] in a sense.

In the most realistic game of reality.

He can [carry the board] and witness the future scene with his own eyes with the power of [piece].

Then--

In countless future times, I recorded the method and landing point of the next attack of the Lord Mountain God.

React before then, respond before then.

Until then...

【Avoid this attack】.