Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

What astonishing willpower is this?

“It hurts too much, my bone is injured.”

Nightstar glanced down at his left arm and nonchalantly gave his assessment of the injury.

Then, he made an astonishing move that Nurarihyon would never forget in his life.

“Forget it, let's change one.”

As Nightstar spoke, he released Onimaru Kunitsuna, and his pale ghostly right hand rested on his left shoulder.

“Crack!”

Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking and flesh rubbing, Nightstar forcibly tore off his entire left arm and casually threw it on the ground.

This stunned Nurarihyon.

What does this mean?

Self-mutilation?

Is he about to start some kind of mysterious ritual?

But then, Nurarihyon saw.

A thick cloud of black mist condensed at the wound where Nightstar's left arm was torn off.

In just a breath's time.

His left arm became as good as new, and the sleeves and gloves made of evil spirit power re-covered it.

“Oh, right.”

After completing this self-recovery, Nightstar looked at the arm he had thrown on the ground.

“I can't waste it, and I can't leave any traceable evidence.”

He slightly opened his mouth. If Miko Yotsuya and Rio Futaba were here, they would find that Nightstar's movements at this time were exactly the same as when he devoured evil spirits.

The severed arm turned into black mist and was swallowed into Nightstar's stomach.

This scene completely shocked Nurarihyon, the leader of all demons, who had lived for hundreds of years and seen a lot.

What kind of monster is this!?

Severed arm regeneration?

Can he even self-produce and self-consume?

Are you telling me this is a human?

This is more monstrous than a monster!!!

“The taste is still passable.”

Nightstar raised his head, looked at the dumbfounded Nurarihyon, and chuckled.

“You haven't seen this scene before, have you?”

Then, he picked up Onimaru Kunitsuna, which was floating in the air, and chuckled at Nurarihyon.

“Let me show you something more interesting.”

Without waiting for Nurarihyon to reply, Nightstar turned around and flickered towards the shrine.

Nurarihyon couldn't think too much and could only follow immediately.

With the other party's strength and that strange self-healing ability.

If he faced the ordinary yokai of the Nura Clan, it would be a complete massacre.

As the Supreme Commander of the Nura Clan, he must not let this happen.

When the two of them returned to the shrine one after the other, the situation in the field had changed.

The golden goat-headed god, who was still awe-inspiring five minutes ago, now had a semi-transparent body, looming and very weak.

And on Hachishaku's white and tender skin, there were also wounds that had not yet healed.

Finally, looking at Rio Futaba and Miko Yotsuya.

Apart from consuming too much physical strength, so their breathing was a little heavy…

They didn't have a single injury.

Just kidding.

The golden goat-headed god and Hachishaku-sama are not stupid.

It's very easy for them to recover from their injuries.

What if the two…

The two…

What if something happened to the two mistresses, how would they explain it to Nightstar-sama?

Wouldn't they be swallowed alive?

“I estimate that you've almost held out until now.”

Although Kyoto City is a high-end game.

But letting Rio Futaba, Miko Yotsuya, Hachishaku, plus the goat-headed god and the two fox-faced messengers, deal with hundreds of yokai from the Nura Clan, of course, it's impossible to win.

Being able to hold out until now is enough to prove Futaba and Miko's abilities.

“Stop!”

Nurarihyon sheathed his sword, and his body returned to the appearance of an old man.

He still had some strength left.

But obviously, Nightstar still had strength left.

“Now, can we talk?”

Facing the hundreds of Nura Clan yokai who were eyeing him covetously, Nightstar simply put away Onimaru Kunitsuna and looked at Nurarihyon, who was standing not far away.

“Didn't I say I wanted to show you something?”

Without waiting for Nurarihyon to answer, Nightstar said to himself.

“I just told you that any weapon that I know how to make can be condensed with the power of evil spirits.”

“But, I forgot to tell you one thing…”

Speaking of this, Nightstar slowly raised his right hand and said lightly.

“The number of weapons I can condense at the same time is not just one.”

When his voice fell, the Nura Clan yokai, as well as Rio Futaba and Miko Yotsuya, suddenly felt that the sky above their heads had darkened in an instant.

Dense shadows were cast on the ground of the shrine.

When everyone raised their heads and saw the scene in the sky, they were all stunned.

Swords, spears, lances, knives, shields, bows and arrows, chains, meteor hammers, poleaxes, and even halberds.

All kinds of cold weapons, condensed from the power of evil spirits, numbering in the thousands, with deep black surfaces, were quietly suspended in mid-air.

Even the bright moonlight in the sky could only struggle to pass through the gaps, bringing some light to everyone.

At some point, Nightstar had already stood on top of the shrine building.

He looked down at the yokai of the Nura Clan, opened his arms, and under the reflection of the black cold weapons all over the sky, his black clothes and pure black mask formed an extremely oppressive picture.

“This is exclusive to me…”

“Unlimited Blade Works.”

Chapter 112 Nura Clan, Friends of Humanity, Unequal Contract Terms

Faced with the evil spirit power cold weapons covering the sky, hundreds of yokai, including Nurarihyon, felt a sense of despairing oppression, and even their breathing stopped.

Rio Futaba and Miko Yotsuya were also dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Nightstar actually has this move?

Thousands of pure black weapons condensed from the power of evil spirits…

No wonder he was so calm and confident no matter what he did, even when he broke into the Kyoto Municipal Museum, took Onimaru Kunitsuna, and faced the police's encirclement.

It turned out that he still had such an amazing ability hidden.

This is no longer the scope of a psychic.

This should be a superpower user!?

“Now…”

Nightstar stood on top of the shrine building, looked at Nurarihyon, who had a solemn expression and was holding Nenekirimaru tightly, and smiled.

“We can start talking.”

Seeing that Nurarihyon was still standing there motionless, Nightstar jumped down from the roof, landed lightly on the ground, and walked slowly towards the other party.

Seeing him approaching their Supreme Commander, the hundreds of yokai of the Nura Clan all changed their expressions.

Just as they wanted to take action, they felt the oppressive force from the sky getting closer.

“Don't move!”

Seeing the Unlimited Blade Works in the sky descending slightly towards the ground, although it was only less than half a meter, Nurarihyon's expression changed, and he immediately raised his hand to stop the movements of his subordinates.

After fighting with Nightstar, he probably already understood the strength of the evil spirit power weapons condensed by the other party.

Mirror Water - Slash, can also be regarded as one of Nurarihyon's killer moves.

But it was still blocked by the temporarily condensed black shield for nearly two seconds, and the power was also resolved by seven or eight tenths.

Now, if these thousands of evil spirit power weapons were to fall at the same time, what a scene would that be?

Nurarihyon felt that he and Gyuuki would only suffer injuries and survive, which was not a big problem.

But the only ones who could survive would be him and Gyuuki.

The other yokai of the Nura Clan…

I'm afraid none of them would survive.

If hundreds of yokai were to die here, the Nura Clan would be completely finished.

After all, Nurarihyon is old and no longer the strong man who could conquer other yokai and become the leader of all demons with his own strength.

The hero is late.

And his grandson, Rikuo Nura, who has a quarter of yokai blood, has not grown up yet, and is now just an ordinary human teenager, unable to bear the responsibility of the third-generation Supreme Commander of the Nura Clan.

Nurarihyon understood Nightstar's meaning.

Talking is possible.

But before starting, everyone must know.

Which side holds the initiative in this negotiation.

While Nurarihyon was thinking, Nightstar had already walked up to him.

The other party simply waved his right hand, and a black chair condensed from evil spirit power appeared behind Nurarihyon.

“Supreme Commander Nura, please sit.”

Seeing Nightstar's friendly smile, Nurarihyon sighed slightly, and finally sat down.

“You two, what are you still standing there for?”

Nightstar waved again, condensing three black chairs formed from evil spirit power, and waved to Rio Futaba and Miko Yotsuya in the distance.

“Come here.”

Rio Futaba and Miko Yotsuya were stunned for a moment, and then walked over.

“Come, come, you sit here.”