Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"It's the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons! Those guys from the mountain have come out again!"

The three Servants, who had been forced to go out shopping, changed their expressions slightly, their eyes filled with apprehension.

A Hundred Ghosts at Night?

Samael narrowed his eyes, and the furrows between his brows deepened.

Seeing that her new boss still seemed to have doubts, Sei Shonagon, who was in charge of compiling the documents, quickly explained.

"By day it is the world of humans, by night it is the kingdom of demons. Although the shogunate's several purges successfully drove the monsters from the city to the mountains, every now and then, the demons, having recovered, would return to take revenge and try to reclaim the city."

"We also need to be careful, the power of the demons will increase exponentially at night!"

Oda Nobunaga, who was standing nearby, drew his sword, became alert to the surroundings, and casually offered a reminder.

As they spoke, a series of booming war drums, the sound of shattering tiles being trampled, the sound of bodies crawling on the ground, and the sound of birds flapping their wings rose from all directions.

coming!

Samael's gaze sharpened, and he abruptly looked up.

As far as the eye could see, dozens of celestial dogs with tall, long red noses and red faces, holding round fans, feather fans or treasure hammers, tall in stature, wearing "mountain shinobi" and with wings on their backs, responded to the thunder in the sky and folded their wings to land all around.

The heavenly drum has a sound, like thunder but not thunder.

The Heavenly Dog is shaped like a giant shooting star!

At this moment, Sei Shonagon, a literature-related servant who was not very good at fighting, couldn't help but swallow hard as she looked at the ferocious and angry red faces around her and shrank behind Samael.

There are so many...

As Sei Shonagon made a move, the tengu that had landed on the rooftops, trees, and streets all looked at the four of them. Some waved their fans, some raised their treasure hammers, and some drew their samurai swords and swooped down.

Suddenly, a fierce wind arose and lightning struck.

Tengu are not a single individual, but a broad group.

They are divided into ranks and categories. The Great Tengu and the Tengu have higher status. In addition, there is a monster called the Crow Tengu. There are also the White Wolf Tengu, who guards the outer perimeter, the Leaf Tengu, the Mountain Forbidden Tengu, who is in charge of printing, and so on.

Therefore, they have a wide range of abilities and are skilled in a variety of techniques.

At the top of this group are the Eight Tengu.

These are the eight most famous tengu: Atagoyama Tarobo, Kuramayama Sōjōbo, Hirayama Jirōbo, Iizuna Saburo, Ōyama Hōkibo, Hikoyama Bōzenbo, Ōmine Maekiribo, and Shiramine Sagamibo.

As a well-known group of yokai in Japan, the Tengu possess unimaginable supernatural strength and abilities, and have played the roles of both benevolent gods and malevolent demons throughout history.

Clearly, this is their dark and bloodthirsty side.

Sensing the intense malice emanating from the other side, Samael's gaze turned cold. Without any politeness, he raised his hand and made a gesture in the air, his lips moving rapidly as he chanted a divine incantation.

In an instant, runes containing the power of laws, such as [], [Y], [N], [], etc., condensed one after another and shot out in all directions like missiles on autopilot.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, the gale subsided, the lightning vanished, and the group of tengu who had unleashed their attack spells were sent flying backward, coughing up blood and groaning, as the surging magical energy clashed. The round fans, feather fans, and treasure hammers in their hands exploded one after another.

At that moment, seeing the commotion among the Tengu, Oda Nobunaga, who was good at seizing opportunities, had a flash of inspiration and decisively drew his sword and roared.

"Form ranks, fire!"

Instantly, rows of black, rotating guns hovered around Oda Nobunaga, automatically loaded, lit their fuses, and their dark muzzles pointed at the surrounding Tengu, spewing out bursts of fire.

Driven by chamber pressure and magic, the whistling iron pellets shot into the ranks of the tengu, sending up a spray of blood and feathers.

"Quack quack!"

After a volley of fire, the dust-covered tengu let out angry howls, and taking advantage of the lull in the air while the suspended muskets were being reloaded, they flapped their wings, burst out of the smoke, and pounced on Oda Nobunaga, the culprit.

However, facing the approaching tengu, Oda Nobunaga grinned triumphantly and swung his long sword down once more.

"Form ranks, double attack!"

More than a thousand suspended matchlock muskets retreated and disappeared, replaced by muskets that were already loaded and whose matchlocks had burned out.

The quantity is also over a thousand.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Amidst the popping sounds, dozens of tengu that rushed towards Oda Nobunaga collided head-on with the whistling bullets and, caught off guard, crashed into their planes.

"That's it?"

As Oda Nobunaga watched the enemy's disheveled state, his smugness grew even stronger, but his hands never stopped moving as he continued to issue orders.

"Armored gunners, prepare for a three-volley attack!"

Instantly, over a thousand more muskets, poised to fire, took over the position, spitting fire once more as they brutally ravaged the fallen Tengu.

The Three-Stage Attack was a tactic used by Oda Nobunaga in the Battle of Nagashino.

This involves setting up countless matchlock guns around oneself and firing them in all directions along with the two guns in one's hand.

Because it defeated the Takeda army's cavalry, it has doubled its attack power against Heroic Spirits with riding skills.

Opponents without riding skills are only facing ordinary matchlock guns, which seem not so difficult to deal with.

However, Oda Nobunaga possessed another talent—"unifying the realm by force".

As a changemaker of her time, her three-stage attack overturned the concept of warfare in this land.

The concept of replacing the old with the new can also be described as these matchlock guns having a natural destructive effect on ancient things.

In short, the higher the "divinity" or "mysticism" of the opponent, and the more of a Guardian of the System, the more beneficial the bonuses you can give yourself.

Unfortunately, the tengu on the other side belong to this type.

"Hahahaha! Anyone who dares to stand in front of me will be shot dead and destroyed one by one!"

Seeing the horde of tengu rushing towards him being pinned down by his three-stage attack, Oda Nobunaga proudly put his hands on his hips, grinned, and let out a smug laugh.

That expression was so provocative that Samael couldn't help but want to kick her.

Perhaps it was a case of "extreme joy begets sorrow," for the moment Oda Nobunaga slowed his attack, the tengu who had been lying on the ground suddenly tensed up, their muscles bulging and their clothes torn.

Each of them, with their rock-hard muscles, took turns acting as human shields, enduring the bombardment of projectiles as they charged forward.

Caught off guard, Oda Nobunaga could only instinctively cover his head and crouch on the ground, facing fists the size of sandbags.

Tsk, "Owari's big idiot," he truly lives up to his name.

Samael gritted his teeth, then immediately reached out and pulled away Oda Nobunaga, who was crouching on the ground with his head in his hands, and stomped hard with his right foot.

Instantly, the bluestone slabs on the ground shattered and flew everywhere, the fragments carrying great force as they shot into the bodies of dozens of celestial dogs.

However, the Tengu who were sent flying back quickly stood up again. The muscles at the hideous wounds writhed, and pebbles and pellets were squeezed out of their bodies, clattering to the ground.

Samael's eyes narrowed, and his heart sank slightly.

This level of reinforcement of the terrain is simply outrageous; no wonder even the heroic spirits in the city are terrified of the ghosts in the mountains and forests.

"What are you all standing there for? Attack!"

Sei Shonagon, the most quick-witted of them all, saw her two teammates standing beside her with their mouths agape, completely stunned by the astonishing destructive power displayed by their new boss, and quickly shook them awake.

Arong and Oda Nobunaga snapped out of their daze and, as if waking from a dream, unleashed their special skills, working together to annihilate the onrushing Tengu.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they were still far less efficient than Samael.

As the main damage dealer, Samael even abandoned positioning altogether, chanting high-speed divine incantations while drawing various divine runes in the air.

For a time, he was like a human missile launcher, carrying out a violent cleanup.

Runes, cuneiform patterns, Ogum runes, Hebrew, and other characters imbued with immense magical power roared out.

Each impact created a blazing inferno and blasted out craters dozens of meters wide. Even the steel-boned Tengu suffered mangled flesh and blood, resulting in heavy casualties.

However, this was still the result of Samael's efforts to control the power.

Otherwise, after a few rounds of bombing, the entire city might be leveled before many of the demons are even killed.

A few dozen breaths later, the entire alleyway was littered with blood and flesh, and there was no one left to stand.

Samael stretched his slightly sore wrists, lowered his right arm, and was about to call it a day when his pupils suddenly contracted and his body shifted a few inches to the side.

"when!"

The crisp sound of chopping echoed through the alley, and the commander's sword, striking the bluestone slab, sent up a trail of sparks.

"You are crazy!"

Samael stared at Oda Nobunaga, who was leaning forward, his face ashen.

However, Oda Nobunaga ignored this, staggered to his feet, his eyes bloodshot.

"Kill...kill them all..."

Amidst the indistinct and violent murmurs, the commander swung his sword once more.

At the same time, several whistling characters, along with tentacles that sprouted from the ink, also attacked Samael.

Looking to the side, Sei Shonagon and A-Ei behind him also had a hint of red and black bloodlust in their eyes, and their auras were wild and violent.

They've all gone mad...

Samael's face darkened, his gaze turned icy, and he immediately raised his hand to strike.

"It hurts!"

"Stop! Stop!"

Sei Shonagon and O-Ei, holding the swollen, smoking head in their arms, with tears in their eyes, squatted on the ground and let out a pitiful wail.

Hmm, good, it's good that you know it hurts.

Samael nodded in satisfaction, withdrew his hand chop, and grinned at the two men squatting on the ground, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

That smile was so radiant it was almost terrifying, making the two little girls shudder again and instinctively hug each other.

As for Oda Nobunaga, who was the first to rebel against his superiors...

Based on the actual situation, it seems that her mental state is the most severe, so...

Samael glanced at the patient sprawled on the ground, staring at him, foaming at the mouth, and smiled and nodded.

After feeling completely refreshed, the ancient snake became solemn and gave a deep, earnest instruction.

"Take her back first, and make sure she stays inside. Don't let her wander off before dawn!"

"why?"

Upon hearing this, the young female artist was somewhat confused. Looking at the city that was being ravaged by hundreds of demons, she was immediately filled with righteous indignation.

"At this time of rampant evil and scourge, we should draw our swords to help those in distress, sweep away the filth, and save the people from suffering!"

The way he waved his little fist, his impassioned manner, and his refined, literary lines made him look just like the protagonist who stood up for what was right in a shonen manga.

Sei Shonagon raised her hand to her forehead, covered her eyes, and looked on with a face that she could not bear to look at, while secretly regretting it in her heart.

If I had known, I wouldn't have lent those light novels and comics of the same type to this girl.

Thanks to the popular publications of Chunshu Publishing House, Arong has recently become obsessed with light novels and action manga. She seems to want to be a hero in another world rather than an illustrator.

"why?"

Facing the obviously somewhat engrossed young female artist, Samael did not get angry. His gaze swept across the three faces, then looked into the long, dark night, his tone full of meaning.

"Because your staying at home is the biggest help you can give!"

Ah Rong's face remained blank.

"Don't you understand? Some kind of anomaly at night will gradually make you lose your rationality."

Seeing this, Samael was so angry that he put on a look of disappointment and frustration.

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing is attached to magic. The more you activate the ether within your bodies, the faster the magic inside and outside will switch, the deeper it will be eroded, and the greater the risk of going out of control! Once you go berserk, will the Shogunate wipe you out, or wipe out the hundred demons?"

Finally, the ancient serpent took a deep breath, looked at the distant firelight, and snorted coldly in annoyance.

"Do you understand now? That's why the Shogunate forbids Heroic Spirits from going out at night!"

That’s what happened!

The two suddenly realized why the three women had become uncontrollable and bloodthirsty after defeating the Tengu.

"Go back first, wait for my message!"

This time, under the new boss's orders, the two nodded like chickens pecking at rice and hurriedly turned around and rushed towards Chunshu Bookstore.