Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

More than thirty million... Even if I killed one per second, sixty per minute, and worked tirelessly day and night, I could only kill 86,400. To kill them all would take at least a year.

"You... you killed them all?"

Faced with Yagami Light's incredulous question, Nightstar simply smiled and nodded.

"Of course, this time I really got to enjoy myself."

"You... you..."

Yagami Light and L exchanged a look. They both had the same thought.

Really? Seriously?

Nightstar is that powerful!?

In a world filled with terrifying evil spirits, let alone constantly killing them, just being in such a place alone for more than a year is something that is hard to even imagine, a torment more cruel than death.

"You... are you okay?"

Noticing that L and Yagami Light both looked worried, as if they were looking at a patient with severe psychological trauma, suffering from PTSD, Nightstar simply smiled and waved his hand, casually replying.

"I'm fine. That world might seem terrifying to you, but from my perspective, it's just a bunch of walking delicacies, and they even add to the fun by resisting. Don't even mention psychological pressure, I even feel a little unsatisfied."

"You really are something..."

Hearing Nightstar's words, Yagami Light really didn't know what to say for a moment.

So, the so-called treasure of the Root Territory is actually every evil spirit corresponding to the number of humans in the real world. If it were a normal person... no, even if all the members of the Countermeasure Headquarters went together, even if they could eventually clear all the evil spirits in that world, their minds would probably be on the verge of collapse.

Only Nightstar could do it.

Because his perspective on evil spirits is not that of a normal person at all. The Root Territory, full of terrifying and powerful evil spirits, might be like an amusement park in the eyes of a child, without fear, without tension, without resistance.

Only the purest enjoyment.

Ability, physique, and mental state, no matter which angle you look at it from, only Nightstar could completely destroy the Root Territory, thus allowing the Reverse World to disappear forever.

Is the Root Territory really the ultimate trial for professional exorcists?

Why does it feel like it's the other way around? The Root Territory has become Nightstar's entertainment project?

"Now it seems that this method is indeed effective."

Although Nightstar noticed L and Yagami Light's shocked expressions, he just smiled and said to himself.

"Kyoto and Osaka only have about two million people each, and the number of evil spirits in the Reverse World's Root Territory isn't that high either. And there's also some good news..."

When Nightstar said this, he suddenly waved his hand lightly. With this movement, Yagami Light saw a pale ghostly hand with sharp black nails slowly emerging from the darkness behind him.

"This is... your Soul Avatar? Your power has returned! ?"

"I guess so."

Nightstar nodded noncommittally, glanced at the Soul Avatar beside him, which was rapidly growing from a pale ghostly hand into a black and white headless monster, and said calmly.

"My Soul Avatar, and the ability to condense weapons with black flames have returned, but that other soul manifestation power to turn fantasy into reality, like summoning meteorites, has not yet returned. However, after clearing the Reverse World of Kyoto or Osaka, it might recover."

"It's not easy..."

Yagami Light couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Nightstar had devoured more than thirty million evil spirits, but he hadn't recovered all of his power, but only regained his Soul Avatar and the ability to condense black weapons.

Fortunately, it can only be said that it was fortunate that the Root Territory existed. Otherwise, relying solely on the Reverse Worlds of the three cities and the production of evil spirits in the real world, I'm afraid that even after a hundred years, Nightstar would not be able to regain his original lost power by devouring evil spirits.

... ...

Later that day, in the Reverse World of Osaka.

"The Reverse World of Tokyo has been completely eradicated."

Hearing the report from the red-clothed female evil spirit behind him, a man with an ordinary face, wearing a black long trench coat, turned his head. The color of his eyes was completely different from that of a normal person, completely gray and white, like a door leading to the Root Territory, revealing a sense of desolate silence.

"The blood and body tissues left by that human exorcist during the battle, have they been collected?"

"They have been collected, but..."

The female evil spirit, wearing blood-stained red clothes, her face as pale as a dead person, hesitated.

"Even the most powerful among us cannot withstand the backlash from devouring that guy's flesh and blood, and will only be bloated to the point of exploding and dying... Is there really any point in collecting his blood and body tissues?"

"There is one, there is one being who can be considered one of our kind, who can withstand the power brought about by devouring that guy's flesh and blood."

Hearing this, the red-clothed evil spirit's expression couldn't help but change, looking towards the gray-white heavy door leading to the Root Territory in the nearby ward, her eyes revealing a strong fear that an evil spirit should not have.

"But... but that guy... is equally dangerous to both humans and us... Even if it kills that human exorcist, but..."

"There are no buts."

The gray-white eyed man shook his head and slowly said.

"From the moment the door leading to the Root Territory is opened, it is only a matter of time before those humans completely eradicate the Reverse World. Without the Reverse World, we evil spirits born from the Reverse World will also disappear forever. In comparison, that guy inside the 'Door', although it is also impossible for us to control, it has no ability to think, and will not deliberately target us for slaughter. This is our only means."

After speaking, the gray-white eyed man said lightly.

"Alright, throw all the collected blood and body tissues to the other side of the 'Door'. The second choice that human and his companions will clear should be the Reverse World of Kyoto. We still have some time left, but not much. We must hurry."

... ...

On the other side, in a hotel room in Tokyo.

Kasumigaoka Utaha squatted on the sofa, hugging her legs with her arms, curling up, her whole person no longer had the usual aloof, arrogant appearance, but appeared very cute, clearly her body and appearance were of the mature type, but she was like a little girl, muttering to herself.

"Why hasn't he come back yet... It's been half an hour... Could something have happened..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was very worried, wanting to go out and look for Nightstar, or give him a call, but reason told her that even if Nightstar encountered difficulties, she wouldn't be able to help in any way.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was ranked first in her grade at school and has also become a well-known novelist, was experiencing a sense of powerlessness for the first time in her life.

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the hotel room door.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was taken aback for a moment. She approached the door, first peering through the peephole to confirm that it was Yozora standing outside, before unlocking the security chain and opening the door.

"Where have you been? Why did it take so long...? Eh? Wait a minute..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha scrutinized Yozora, her brow furrowing slightly.

"Why do I feel like... your clothes have changed, your hairstyle is a bit messier, and also... I feel like you look... very tired?"

Yozora hadn't expected Kasumigaoka Utaha to be so observant. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression stiffen, her face becoming complicated.

"You... you wouldn't have said you were going out to buy something, but actually... went to find some girl, and then you guys..."

"Can you be normal?"

Yozora shook his head with a wry smile upon hearing this, speaking bluntly.

"If I really went to find some girl, would I still be back here now? Besides, I never lie, and there's no need for me to lie."

"Oh... I guess so..."

"However, you are right about one thing."

Yozora walked into the room and lay directly on the sofa.

"I am indeed a bit tired. After all, it's been over a year since I last slept."

"Over a year?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile upon hearing this. She walked to the sofa and sat down, gently letting Yozora lie on her sensual thighs clad in black stockings, unable to suppress a smile.

"More than a year ago, you were only in high school, right? So you didn't sleep for your entire high school career? Don't talk nonsense."

"Kasumigaoka-san, please pay attention to your attitude towards your senior."

Yozora closed his eyes, replying with a smile.

"Although my grade isn't as high as yours, right now, my age and the length of time I've been a high school student have already surpassed you."

"What nonsense are you talking about."

Kasumigaoka Utaha retorted unhappily. Seeing that Yozora seemed to have already closed his eyes and fallen asleep, she couldn't help but lower her head, openly admiring his sleeping face.

"This guy... he really is handsome..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha observed Yozora's face, her cheeks slightly flushed, murmuring to herself.

It wasn't that she didn't think Yozora was handsome before, but usually when she was with him, her focus wasn't on that. After all, Yozora's personality traits were too prominent. In comparison, his outstanding appearance was the most inconspicuous advantage he had.

At this moment, Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly felt that although this trip to Tokyo had a few small episodes, encountering such terrifying things, seeing those evil spirits that might give her nightmares at night, it was... still worth it.

Just then, Kasumigaoka Utaha's phone suddenly vibrated.

Her brow furrowed tightly, wondering who would be calling so late. If she woke Yozora up, wouldn't she be unable to peek at him unscrupulously?

But when she saw the caller ID, Kasumigaoka Utaha's anger soared to its limit. Answering the phone, worried about waking Yozora, she covered her mouth and suppressed her anger, saying.

"Little blonde, what are you calling so late for?"

Eri saw Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice in the anger, sneered twice back.

"Hehe, what, is it because my sudden phone call interrupted your plan to commit misconduct against Yozora? Hmm?"

What Eri didn't expect was that all that responded to her, only Kasumigaoka Utaha's silence. Now it was her turn to panic.

"Eh no not... you talk ah... why don't you speak..."

Eri was really flustered now.

She knew Kasumigaoka Utaha's personality too well. If nothing had happened, the other party would definitely say something when she heard her just now, like making a date with Yozora for a day, or even lying that the two of them were sleeping in the same bed, deliberately trying to anger her.

But...

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't say anything.

Could it be...

Recalling the news photos she had accidentally seen online about the famous writer Kasumi Utako-sensei holding a signing event in Tokyo, and seeing Yozora also present, Eri's face turned pale.

"You... you wouldn't be... really with Yozora right now? You guys..."

Chapter 566: Elements of a Perfect Harem, a Tribute to Shiguu Yanan

At this moment, Eri felt like the sky was falling.

"Why? Why?"

"Clearly, knowing him is good... Knowing his true identity is good... I came first..."

"Why... why did it turn out like this..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha on the other end of the phone didn't know how to respond. Although she was sharp-tongued, it was only based on deliberately teasing Eri. It could be said that only people she considered friends would have Kasumigaoka Utaha activate her sharp-tongued skills, but...

Right now, Eri was clearly breaking down. If she added fuel to the fire at this time, it would be too unkind.

Just then, Yozora, who was originally asleep, seemed to be triggered by Eri's lines, suddenly sitting up, his tone serious.

"Where did this white supremacist come from? Drag him out and beat him to death."

"White supremacist?"

Hearing Kasumigaoka Utaha's confused voice, Yozora came back to his senses, looked at the phone she was holding, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, so you were the one on the phone. I thought I was having a nightmare, encountering that kind of stomach-churning Shura field. It really scared me to death."

Kasumigaoka Utaha: "..."

Clearly, facing those terrifying evil spirits, he could still smile and enjoy it, his mental state seemed a bit abnormal, but Yozora was actually afraid of some stomach-churning Shura field?

Kasumigaoka Utaha naturally knew what Shura field meant. After all, she writes light novels about romance.

But until Yozora said those words, she realized...

This seems, really is a Shura field.

And Yozora, seems to dislike Shura fields.

Thinking of this, Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly made up her mind, took a deep breath, and slowly opened her mouth to Eri on the other end of the phone.

"I'll send you the address of the hotel we're staying at. Come over now."

"Huh? Now? What time is it..."

"Come if you want, don't come if you don't. Anyway, if you don't come tonight, you won't have a chance in the future."

After saying this, Kasumigaoka Utaha hung up the phone directly.

Yozora couldn't help but complain when he saw this.