Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Is this really exorcism?

Clearly, the evil mountain god hiding in the shadows also realized that merely sending these resentful spirits, formed from the twisted souls of humans who died in this mountain, no matter how numerous, would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in the face of Yae’s Soul True Body.

"Hand them over…"

Accompanied by a chilling, androgynous voice, as if hundreds of people were speaking at once, Anjou Naruko saw, in the distance, the true source of her immense fear and psychological trauma.

At that moment, the scene from five years ago in Anjou Naruko's memory overlapped with the behemoth that appeared before her.

Like asphalt melted by scorching sun, its twisted, viscous body was covered with hundreds of human arms and legs.

These arms and legs writhed, looking incredibly disgusting, and hundreds of dark yellow-toothed mouths were howling in a shrill tone.

"Hand over… those two girls!"

The courage Anjou Naruko had barely mustered almost collapsed when she saw the manifestation of the so-called mountain god's evil spirit.

Just then, Menma took her hand.

"Anaru, don't be afraid."

Menma looked at Yae's back and said softly.

"Yae-nii is the strongest."

Anjou Naruko noticed the way Menma looked at Yae, and she immediately realized something was off.

Was this… affection?

If it were just simple affection, Anjou Naruko wouldn't think much of it. Even if Menma was still the age she was when she died, just a little girl, she wouldn't feel the need to mind.

It was only a difference of five or six years, not a huge gap.

The key was, Menma's tone when she said that…

It was very similar to Yuigahama Hachiman's…

No…

Can humans and ghosts also create a battlefield of drama?

At this moment, Menma didn't react much when she saw the mountain god's true form.

Her death was caused by being mentally influenced in secret, accidentally falling into the river. She had never seen the other party's true face.

"Hey, Anaru."

Yae turned his head to look at Anjou Naruko.

"This is the guy, right?"

"Yes…"

Anjou Naruko replied first, then muttered softly.

"Don't call me by that name…"

"Menma can call you that, but Kyoto's number one ero-game player can't? I will."

Yae retorted, then looked at the disgusting-looking mountain god and said softly.

"Go."

After the black and white headless monster received his order, its massive body flashed and appeared behind the mountain god. Its pale and dark ghostly hands, with ten fingers like sharp blades, directly pierced into the other party's body.

"Ah!!!"

Hundreds of mouths screamed shrilly at the same time.

As Yae's Soul True Body, the black and white headless monster's attitude towards evil spirits could only be described with one word:

Cruel.

After its ten fingers with sharp nails pierced into the mountain god's body, it even deliberately bent them, like barbs, firmly fixed in the other party's body.

"Hand it over."

Yae slowly walked to the mountain god and said softly.

"Hand it over."

"Die!"

The mountain god endured the pain, and dozens of arms on the surface of its body instantly reached out, grabbing towards Yae.

A dark blade flashed.

"Ah!"

The sharp spiritual power of Onimaru Kunitsuna could not only cause damage to spirits, but also act like small knives, constantly cutting at the wound, a torment comparable to hell.

"Hand it over."

"Die, die, die!!!"

Faced with the mountain god's murderous roar, Yae simply raised Onimaru Kunitsuna in his hand and, as if eating Western food, elegantly cut off a small, moderately thick piece of black flesh from the other party's body and slowly chewed it in his mouth.

"Alas… Your taste is average."

After tasting it, Yae shook his head, looking a little disappointed.

Thinking about it, it made sense.

How could the evil spirit formed in a mere desolate mountain compare in taste to the Weather God?

Yae only had one sentence to say now.

Routian, I miss you.

"Hand it over."

Like the mountain god, Yae was also constantly repeating those three words from before.

The difference was…

Every time he said it, he would cut off a small part of the mountain god with Onimaru Kunitsuna in his hand.

The mountain god's volume was very large. Roughly estimated, according to Yae's method of cutting, it could be sliced for at least three days and three nights.

Even, the cutting couldn't keep up with the growing.

Although not fatal, the pain was real.

"Hand it over… Hand it over… Hand it over…"

Looking at the scene in front of her and listening to the mountain god's constant screams, Anjou Naruko's expression froze.

She looked at Menma and Amano Hina beside her, and said cautiously.

"Isn't… Yae-kun this is… this…"

Anjou Naruko didn't know how to describe it in words.

Although Amano Hina also felt a little unbearable, she still explained.

"If it were a normal evil spirit, Yae wouldn't waste time like this. Although the battle is over, the missing parts of your souls haven't been found."

"If your souls were swallowed into the body of this mountain god, if Yae rashly devoured it, he would also inadvertently swallow a part of your souls."

"So, it's still necessary to interrogate it."

…

Twenty minutes later.

"Finally spoke."

Yae swallowed the black smoke that the mountain god's huge body had turned into in one breath, with a dissatisfied expression.

"It's really a waste of time. I have things to do tonight."

After complaining, Yae turned Onimaru Kunitsuna in his hand into human form.

"Master, milk…"

"Can you stop acting like a perverted woman every day? If you continue like this, I'll change swords."

Hearing this, Onimaru Kunitsuna pursed her lips and smiled charmingly, and said softly.

"Besides me, what sword in the world is worthy of you, Master?"

"You're quite good at flattering. Don't learn bad habits from the guardian deity of Itomori Town."

Yae waved his hand, not caring, and said.

"Go, kill all the evil spirits in this mountain, leaving none behind."

"Understood."

After Onimaru Kunitsuna disappeared into the darkness, Anjou Naruko, led by Yae, walked forward.

She looked at his back with a very complicated mood.

Good heavens, this is really a speedrun.

Including entering this mountain, to the end of the battle, it didn't even take as long as the bus ride.

The evil spirit she had feared for so long was destroyed just like that?

However…

Anjou Naruko didn't think that Yae's methods were cruel.

She even had a strange feeling.

The cruel method of cutting the evil spirit's body bit by bit was not only to obtain information.

It was also to avenge Menma's death.

It seems…

This Yae-kun still cares about Menma very much.

"It's here."

Hearing Yae's words, Menma, Anjou Naruko, and Amano Hina stopped.

They saw in front of them an extremely dilapidated sacrificial wooden table, with two small wooden boxes placed on it.

"This is…"

Before Menma and Anjou Naruko could speak, they saw a milky white light团 and a light green light团 jumping out of the two wooden boxes, respectively pouring into the bodies of the two.

Anjou Naruko didn't feel much, after all, the soul she was missing was only a small part.

But Menma changed instantly.

"Menma… you…"

Seeing Amano Hina and Anjou Naruko's surprised expressions, Menma looked puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

"You… have grown up…"

In Anjou Naruko and Amano Hina's eyes, after the milky white light ball entered Menma's body, she instantly grew taller, and even her face changed, no longer a childish little girl, but a graceful young woman.

"She really grew up."

Yae said this first, then glanced at a certain part of Menma, and commented with a complicated expression.

"Hmm… you indeed have the qualifications to compete with Yukinoshita-san, truly the reverse Yuigahama Hachiman."

"The task of taking them back is entrusted to you, Hina. You should also keep Onimaru Kunitsuna by your side for now, just in case."

Hearing this, Amano Hina couldn't help but ask doubtfully.

"You just said you have something to do tonight, where are you going?"

Yae waved his hand, turned and left, leaving only a smiling sentence that was beyond the expectations of Amano Hina, Menma, and Anjou Naruko.

"I'm going to form a band."

Chapter 258 The Strongest Songstress of Soubu High School Makes a Grand Appearance

Half an hour later, in a Western restaurant in Kyoto's commercial district.