Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

After all, the Reverse Side was the home ground of evil spirits, a death zone that normal humans could never set foot in.

Of course, it now had another nickname.

Kyoto's number one exorcist's all-you-can-eat buffet.

"Ito-kun, we..."

Before Yagami Yue could finish speaking, the entirety of Yozora's right arm, hidden beneath his coat and gloves, transformed into a pale ghost hand.

Immediately following that, he executed a move that Yagami Yue had not anticipated and was completely unable to react to.

"Bang!"

Yozora threw a punch, and the iron door in front of him collapsed in response.

Before Yagami Yue could even see clearly, he felt his feet suddenly leave the ground.

"Here you go."

Yozora directly lifted Yagami Yue by the back of his collar with one hand, as if he were grabbing a kitten by the scruff of its neck, and tossed him inside the door.

Subsequently, he dug his five fingers into the iron door, lifted it up, and with an extremely crude motion, slammed the iron door back into place, re-blocking the entrance.

Yagami Yue sprawled on the ground in a disheveled state, feeling dizzy all over.

He struggled to get up, looked back at the iron door that was already deformed but still embedded in the wall, blocking the entrance, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Isn't... isn't it a bit much?"

Hearing Yagami Yue's wry voice, Yozora's tone was as if he were gloating.

"Good luck, Yagami-kun, try not to die."

Yagami Yue sighed helplessly and muttered to himself, holding his forehead.

"That guy's personality... is really awful."

He understood the meaning behind the other party's actions.

It was nothing more than wanting to see if he had the strength to independently deal with the evil spirits that were causing trouble in the surface world.

Yagami Yue also understood this principle.

Killing someone with the ability of soul manifestation was not difficult at all.

The real test of strength was still the battle with evil spirits.

Only by being able to defeat evil spirits could one be considered a qualified spiritualist.

This, coincidentally, was an area that Yagami Yue was not very good at.

The application of his soul manifestation ability had, in his own exploration, become somewhat skewed.

Yagami Yue took a deep breath, cast the nervous and uneasy emotions to the back of his mind, and walked straight along the unlit staircase leading downwards.

The staircase was not long, nor did it have any turns. After only two steps, he had already arrived inside the basement of the building.

The scene that entered Yagami Yue's eyes, however, shocked him, causing his pupils to constrict.

Inside the old basement with flickering lights, there was a "thing" constantly busying itself.

Calling it a "thing" was because Yagami Yue couldn't think of any other word to describe the existence in front of him.

It was as if a dozen or so adult men's bodies had been glued together with 502 glue.

And not only that.

Certain parts of their bodies had also merged together, forming a giant mass of flesh.

Only arms wearing expensive watches were constantly waving in the air, as well as the faces that were faintly visible on top of the flesh mass.

The Black Dragon Society's unified tattoo pattern, due to the mutual fusion of flesh, had overlapped in some places, forming a bizarre pattern resembling a talisman.

And the "thing's" dozen or so arms were not idle at all.

Some of them were piecing together various parts on the table into guns with extremely skilled movements.

Others were mixing various chemical raw materials on another table.

The doubts that Yagami Yue had held in his heart since entering the building were finally answered.

According to the Metropolitan Police Department's investigation, the Black Dragon Society had approximately thirty members.

But he had only killed fourteen just now.

It turned out that the remaining members had all turned into this appearance.

At this moment, Yagami Yue's gaze swept to a transparent bag placed in the corner of the basement, containing light blue crystalline objects.

"So this is the so-called hallucinogen..."

Seeing that bag of things, undisguised disgust flowed from Yagami Yue's eyes.

If he were to say what he hated the most in this world, drugs, even if they weren't number one, would at least be in the top three.

Decay, depravity, sin.

All the words that Yagami Yue hated pointed to this kind of disgusting thing.

"Die."

The blood tear pattern on his white mask had become larger and larger, almost dyeing the entire mask red.

And the shape of the mask had also changed from the same style as Yozora's at the beginning, to extending a sharp nose, similar to his soul's true form, Emperor Sutoku, like the mythical yokai, Great Tengu.

"Emperor Sutoku!"

As Yagami Yue's voice fell, his soul's true form, Emperor Sutoku, reappeared, emitting a piercing screech that hurt the eardrums, and rushed towards the flesh mass.

At the same time, Yagami Yue himself was not idle either.

He aimed the gun at the monster formed by the fusion of a dozen humans and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!"

Along with the gunshot and the dazzling light, the first bullet from the muzzle accurately hit one of the flesh mass's arms.

But what Yagami Yue didn't expect was that the other party's movements didn't stop.

The hole pierced by the bullet in the arm didn't bleed any blood, but only emitted wisps of black gas, and then healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What the hell is this!?"

From Yagami Yue's surprise at this moment, it can be seen that he was a spiritualist, but not a qualified exorcist.

If it were Miko Yotsuya and Rio Futaba here, they would be able to immediately determine from the appearance of this flesh mass that the other party, like the long-tongued man they encountered last time, was a monster completely fused with humans.

The long-tongued man had only fused with one human and was already so difficult to deal with.

How could this flesh mass, which had fused with a dozen humans, be an easy opponent?

It was a pity that Yagami Yue's experience in dealing with evil spirits was close to zero.

The only thing he could do now was to have his Emperor Sutoku launch an attack, piercing the two black gas-emitting claws into the flesh mass's body.

"Ugh..."

At the moment when Emperor Sutoku's claws pierced into the surface of the body, the flesh mass seemed to finally feel pain.

It was hurt.

But not much.

Immediately following that, in the muffled sob, two arms on the flesh mass suddenly stretched out like rubber bands, directly grabbing Emperor Sutoku's shoulders.

In Yagami Yue's horrified gaze, the muscle lines on its two arms bulged, tearing the tall Emperor Sutoku directly in half from the middle.

"What the hell..."

Yagami Yue was shocked.

His soul's true form, Emperor Sutoku, was actually so easily destroyed in front of the other party?

What kind of monster was this!?

Before Yagami Yue could think more, a strong sense of dizziness and powerlessness surged into his mind and body.

This was the backlash caused to the spiritualist himself after the soul's true form was destroyed.

"Darn... damn it..."

Yagami Yue clenched his teeth, the mask on his face had turned pure red, and the shape had become exactly the same as the Great Tengu's appearance.

He couldn't accept this fact.

Yagami Yue's appearance seemed gentle and kind.

In reality, he was an extremely arrogant person.

At this time, facing the powerlessness of the evil spirit, he couldn't accept the fact that he was so weak.

Ask Ito-kun for help?

No.

Yagami Yue shook his head, took a deep breath, and a look close to madness appeared in his eyes.

If he did that, wouldn't it be the same as telling the other party that he couldn't do anything?

Yagami Yue's self-esteem wouldn't allow him to do that.

At this moment, his peripheral vision caught sight of a few extremely dazzling things on the long table where the guns were placed.

Hand grenades.

Seeing this thing, a fanatical look suddenly flowed from Yagami Yue's eyes.

"Release the resentment, Emperor Sutoku!"

This time, he was no longer whispering, but his tone was ferocious, enduring the dizziness of his brain and the powerlessness of his body, and once again summoned Emperor Sutoku.

At the same time that Emperor Sutoku rushed towards the flesh mass evil spirit again, Yagami Yue went straight to the side of the long table.

This process took less than two seconds.

Feeling that stronger sense of powerlessness and dizziness, Yagami Yue felt that he was about to faint on the ground.

He knew that his Emperor Sutoku had been destroyed for the second time.

And judging from the condition of his body, he didn't have enough power to summon a third time.

This bloody fact didn't make Yagami Yue feel worried.

He slowly turned around, his eyes staring straight at the flesh mass evil spirit waving a dozen arms, like an evil god, the corners of his mouth under the mask raised a twisted smile.

"Clang."

The pull ring fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Yagami Yue held a hand grenade in his right hand.

"The moment of judgment has arrived."

Just as Yagami Yue closed his eyes, waiting for the roar of the explosion to sound, and the pain of his body being torn apart to come, a slightly teasing voice sounded in his ear.

"I didn't expect that you are still a suicide bomber."

Yagami Yue opened his eyes and saw that Yozora had actually appeared beside him at some point.

He was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed, while hiding the hand grenade in his palm in his arms, he said anxiously.

"Ito-kun, get out of the way..."

"It's okay."

Yagami Yue was just an ordinary person, of course, his movements couldn't be faster than Yozora, whose physical fitness even exceeded the fighter Raian Wu.

Yozora directly grabbed the hand grenade that had been pulled off the ring from the other party's palm.

"Ito-kun, no!"

Looking at Yagami Yue's anxious appearance, and then looking at Yozora dodging a bit, not letting him snatch it away.

He even thought that the two were fighting over something good.

"I said, it's okay."