Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

As Nightstar called out his Soul's True Name, the hem of his black cloak, like the mask on his face, transformed into burning black flames.

Standing atop the ghostly hand, Amano Hina and Yuigahama Yui exclaimed in unison upon witnessing the scene before them.

"So… so cool."

This was the first time Nightstar had called out his Soul's True Name.

Beneath the burning black mask, his gaze remained calm and unwavering.

The hem of his black cloak swept through the air, leaving a trail of dark afterimages.

With a mere flash of his figure, Nightstar evaded the giant spirit's attack, appearing behind it.

He even took the time to explain to Amano Hina and Yuigahama Yui in mid-air.

"My soul manifestation ability isn't the kind that's powerful from the start."

Yuigahama Yui wanted to retort to that statement, but upon closer thought…

It seemed that was indeed the case.

The appearance of the Pale Ghost Hand occurred after Nightstar had devoured hundreds of spirits.

When he first awakened, his soul manifestation ability was limited to using spirit energy to create weapons.

Even on March 20th, the day Nightstar first encountered a spirit, he didn't possess a single trace of spirit energy within him.

He killed the initial spirit entirely with his bare hands.

In comparison, whether it was Yotsuya Miko's Hundred Eyes or Futaba Rio's Bone Woman, they possessed a certain degree of combat power from the very beginning of their awakening.

At the very least, the user didn't need to put themselves in harm's way.

Nightstar's soul manifestation ability was completely different from the autonomously acting Hundred Eyes and Bone Woman.

Unable to fight on its own, it was more like a tool in his hand.

"However."

Here, Nightstar changed his tone.

"My ability has no limitations."

This obscure and difficult-to-understand statement left Yuigahama Yui and Amano Hina unable to comprehend.

What does it mean to have no limitations?

Interpreted literally…

Was Nightstar trying to say that his soul manifestation could achieve anything?

That… was impossible, right?

If anyone else had awakened a soul manifestation ability like Nightstar's, completely reliant on the user themselves, they probably wouldn't be able to unleash its potential.

But the soul manifestation ability inherently depends on the user's heart and soul.

In other words.

The soul manifestation ability that a user awakens is certainly the one that resonates most with them.

Nightstar was no exception.

The so-called flaw of his soul manifestation ability was precisely its greatest strength.

Having no initial form meant that there were no restrictions.

For an ordinary person, devising a self-consistent and convincing power system, and then extending abilities that could be used on top of it, would be a difficult task.

After all, chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) isn't found everywhere, and the logic constructed by chuunibyou is prone to collapse.

But Nightstar was different.

He was a transmigrator.

"Hmm…"

Nightstar looked at the giant spirit with all fours on the ground before him, and said calmly.

"Which ability should I try first? Let's go with this one."

As his words fell, the giant spirit roared ferociously, slamming its left hand towards the position where he was standing.

Amano Hina's heart sank, and she couldn't help but close her eyes, unable to bear witness to the bloody scene that was about to unfold.

But after a few seconds, she realized that she hadn't heard the expected roar of a palm striking the street.

When she cautiously opened her eyes, Amano Hina saw an astonishing sight that she would never forget in her life.

A shell, resembling a humanoid creature with a height of four to five meters, composed of pure black, enveloped Nightstar within it.

The giant spirit's palm only touched the outer shell, and it retracted it in pain as if it had been scalded by boiling water, howling with unwilling resentment.

"This is the Third Power."

Nightstar waved the Ghostly Muramasa in his hand, staring directly into the bloodshot eyes of the giant spirit.

"Susanoo."

Not to mention Amano Hina, who had just met him.

Even Yuigahama Yui, as the image ambassador of the Supernatural Society who had joined for nearly two months, was shocked.

Nightstar had this kind of ability?

What was this thing!?

Was it also a soul manifestation?

This was too exaggerated, wasn't it!?

Even the giant spirit, looking at the Susanoo in front of it, which was half its height, was briefly plunged into confusion.

Its simple mind, only containing a twisted instinct for slaughter, couldn't understand why a mere human could use such an ability.

"The enjoyable time has arrived."

After calling out his Soul's True Name, although Hina and Yuigahama Yui couldn't see Nightstar's expression due to the mask.

The two girls always felt that…

Judging from his tone, he seemed very excited and joyful?

They couldn't understand Nightstar's thoughts at this moment.

"This is great, this is really great."

A blue smiley face appeared on the burning black mask on Nightstar's face.

His eyes were filled with sincere joy and anticipation.

"Your size is so large, you certainly won't die so easily, right? Right?"

This was the first time Nightstar had encountered such a perfect spirit.

Huge in size, high in defense, and still possessing a sense of pain.

What kind of spirit could be more suitable as an object for him to experiment with his soul manifestation abilities than this giant spirit that had fused with the 'Door'?

"Let's start with something simple."

Nightstar dispelled the Susanoo's outer shell.

Seeing this scene, the giant spirit didn't hesitate to reach out its hand, once again slapping towards him.

Its heart was now occupied by a distorted desire for slaughter, and it wouldn't even think about what kind of painful torment it would suffer next.

Nightstar's gaze focused on the giant spirit's outstretched left palm, and he said softly.

"Amaterasu."

The black flames that originally composed the mask extended out, covering the giant spirit's left palm like a clinging maggot.

The latter let out a deafening scream of pain, constantly rubbing its left palm, which was entangled in black flames, against the ground, but it still couldn't stop the flames from spreading.

If it were ordinary flames, it would only be painful at most.

But Nightstar's black flames were composed of pure spirit energy, which had an outstanding effect on spirits.

"Not bad."

The Amaterasu manifested by Nightstar's soul manifestation had almost the same power as the original version.

For this ten-meter-tall giant spirit, it couldn't completely burn its entire body in a short time.

However, Nightstar didn't care about the power of Amaterasu, after all, this was just an experiment.

He had many more tricks.

"Next…"

Nightstar held the Ghostly Muramasa in his right hand, and walked step by step towards the giant spirit in pain.

Yuigahama Yui and Amano Hina didn't even dare to blink, staring intently at the scene below.

They both wanted to know what kind of tricks Nightstar would use next.

"Chidori Sharp Spear."

Nightstar extended his left hand, and a black beam of light extended from his hand, piercing the giant spirit's body.

The pain in the giant spirit's roar even made Amano Hina and Yuigahama Yui in mid-air feel a little unbearable.

Nightstar, however, remained as calm as ever, watching the black Chidori Sharp Spear he cast cutting through the giant spirit's body, producing the same burning effect that weak spirits and ghosts experienced when approaching Yurikawa Hana, and muttered to himself.

"Hmm… the flexibility is enough, but the power is still a little lacking. It's good as a means of clearing monsters, but the single-point attack power is insufficient."

The giant spirit, which was in the midst of painful torment, heard Nightstar's calm tone, and noticed the other party's relaxed demeanor, it was about to collapse.

A mere human…

Not only did he hinder it from devouring that little girl.

Now he even dared to humiliate it like this!?

Bearing the pain of its palm being burned and its body being cut by the Chidori Sharp Spear, the giant spirit opened its bloody mouth and bit towards Nightstar, who was standing there.

"Too slow."

Nightstar flickered his figure, appearing dozens of meters away, and smiled, shaking his head.

"That's about it, your role ends here."

"Come back."

As Nightstar's voice fell, the black flames that originally covered the giant spirit's body quickly retracted, transforming back into the pure black mask.

And after this torment, the giant spirit's body also showed burns.

But in just a few breaths, it returned to its original state.

"It really is different."

Looking at the giant spirit that stood up again, Nightstar nodded noncommittally.

The other party's foundation was already very good.

Plus, it had fused with the 'Door', not only its strength and size, but even its recovery power far exceeded ordinary spirits and ghosts.

"Dinner time."

Nightstar had already figured out how to solve the problem that the other party's size was too large to eat directly.

He grasped the blade of the Ghostly Muramasa with his right hand.

Then, he ground it on it.

Crimson blood dripped onto the scarred street.

Amano Hina and Yuigahama Yui exchanged glances in the air.

Both girls' eyes revealed a look of confusion.

What kind of trick was Nightstar going to pull off again?

Why did he start self-harming?

This is a basic element of his power system.