4-30: -B: The Evil That Exorcises Evil (3/6)

4-30: -B: The Evil That Exorcises Evil (3/6)

Kyaa, ah, gah, uu, uuu

Without even the opportunity to scream or to break her fall, Tomoe crashed into the big rock.Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

As a human-shaped cavity was dug out of the hard rock, cracks ran through it like streaks of electricity.

The simple armor was able to mitigate the damage from that crash, but the spiritual attack was a direct hit.

As Tomoes whole body cried out in pain and a numb feeling began to settle in, she fell to the ground, unable to pick herself back up.

I supposed you did well holding up this long when youre just a little girl, a monk said.

You went against us, so dont think youll have an easy death, another monk said.

Ku, Tomoe said.

Shadows that blocked the sun appeared.

When she looked up, two men with their khakkharas in hand were looking down on her. Apparently, they didnt think they needed to rely on numbers anymore.

In the face of those condescending gazes, Tomoe grit her teeth in frustration and held her katana tight.

Still resisting? What an unreasonably stubborn girl!

Uu!

But immediate after, her arms were stepped on.

It didnt hurt thanks to her armor, but the numbness and the fatigue made it hard for her to move.

She desperately told her body to move, but she couldnt put any power into it.

The two monks seemed to gloat as they watched her struggle in vain, but when their eyes were drawn to the katana, they let out an impressed voice.

Oh? Where did you get that? What a powerful spirit sword.

Indeed! A first-rate sword like this can rarely be found! To be used so poorly by a sham, it deserves much better. Thats right, we should be using it.

Unreserved and patronizing, the monks reached their hands out for the katana.

But rather than them truly thinking what they said, Tomoe was more scared of their actions.

Dont, touch it!!

She couldnt even move her mouth properly. It took her so much strength just to scream that while putting strength into her arms.

The men tried to take the katana away, but Tomoe firmly held onto it and refused to let go.

Insolent girl, you dont want to let go? This sword can only be meaningful when were using it!

You probably just stole it from somewhere anyway. You need to return it to its rightful owners!

Dont screw with me.

If not for her whole body screaming in pain, Tomoe would have likely yelled that.

In fact, she was yelling just that internally as she held onto Kamunagi with just her willpower.

Why are you looking at us like that!? Truly, the guilty show no remorse! A monk said.

Damn it, let go! Woah!? The other monk said.

As they frustratedly tried to steal the katana from the girl, they stepped on her, but due to that being a physical attack, it was easily blocked by her armor. Moreover, because they put some power behind their step, the armors defensive function kicked in and repelled the impact, sending the men flying to fall onto their backside, earning the ridicule and sighs of their friends.

Ha ha, what are you doing!

Needing so much effort on a lone girl.

Sigh, pathetic.

When the two men heard that, their lifeless face twisted a little, and they yelled angrily.

But for some reason, those arms falling limply to the ground was so unrealistic that her eyes just turned into dots.

What!?

Eek!!

The reaction of the people whove been cut by that black shadow was also strange.

They were clearly surprised, but they didnt seem to be in pain, and they just looked at the black shadow in front of them in shock.

But that black thing gave them no time to think before coming back.

Run, you fools!

Unlike the two men that were staring blankly in front of them, their friends nearby yelled with much panic.

As Tomoe fell on her back and looked up, she was able to see what that black shadow was.

O-Orochi!?

Already, there was no other way to express that existence(thing) than a giant, black snake.

For some reason, the details were blurred(), and it was hard to see it completely, but its bent long, black body and tail were likely longer than 30 meters.

The way it came back reminded Tomoe of a Giant Sanke(Orochi) searching for its prey.

GAH!?

GEH!!

Given the difference in size, anyone could have imagined the outcome, but it still ended too quickly.

The bodies of the two men were easily sent flying into the sky with just one clash.

And as they flew into the sky while screaming, the giant snake rose up to the heavens as though to give chase, and then it penetrated their chest, scattering their flesh into every direction.

Huh?

As expected, Tomoe became wide-eyed for a moment, but in the next moment, she tilted her head.

Garbage scattered in the skies. Not pieces of flesh or sprays of blood, but garbage, as in literal garbage.

When she spotted a paper doll at the middle of that, she finally got an inkling of what was happening.

A paper doll? Ah, I get it! Youre all Shiki made from paper!

Shiki was a general term for spiritual beings that could be manipulated via spells.

Which meant to say that these people were actually nothing but fakes made to look like humans through paper dolls.

The main culprits were sharing their senses with them and controlling them from far away.

The arms that had been cut earlier have also transformed into garbage because theyve been separated from their paper dolls.

Of course, despite her accurate conjecture, the monks were too taken by the sudden appearance of the giant snake to respond.

But

What a gutsy young lady

Huh?

It was then that a persons voice came from an impossible direction, and everyone swallowed their breath.

Impossible. Such a ridiculous story couldnt possibly But as much as everyone doubted their ears, they couldnt help but turn to the direction of that voice.

Everyone became anxious as it became increasingly apparent that they were tracing the body of the snake, but then, that thing came into view.

But I do wish youd take care of yourself more. I get chills just thinking of what wouldve happened if I were a few seconds slower.

At the base of the giant snake was a Black Mist shaped in the figure of a person.