Chapter 168: Ultimate Brawl

Chapter 168: Ultimate Brawl

Yamata No Orochi wanted to leave. However on the verge of doing so he remembered the failsafe The Magician had put in place lingered in his mind, which would kill Agon.

Why should I care about some brat? I am Yamata No Orochi! The greatest demon born on this side of the world! Yet his thoughts didnt match what he was feeling. He still remembered the brat coming here and giving him that jug of sake.

Would he kill a drinking buddy to escape from here?

What purpose would he have once unsealed and freed from this place? Journey to Sake Mountain and continue drinking? The thought no longer appealed to him. Thousands of years of indulgence had slowly transformed into a curse for Yamata No Orochi.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

There was nothing left for him to experience or enjoy! Through tens of thousands of years, he had done whatever he had wanted to do. What more was there to accomplish?

In addition, despite the youngster's foolishness, Yamata No Orochi had developed a fondness for the brat. He no longer desired to depart, realizing that time spent here had granted the ancient demon a sobriety and clarity of thought he hadnt had in the past several millennia.

"Heh, there are matters I ought to attend to. Perhaps the magician was correctour era has passed. I should take a passive role and simply observe where this new generation will lead us."

Breaking out now would result in Agon's demise, an outcome Yamata No Orochi wished to avoid. Instead, he chuckled and remarked, "The young one finds himself in a precarious situation. Perhaps it's time for me to stretch my limbs and confront some boisterous challenges. Brat, I dont care about you at all, but this is payment for the sake so there wont be a next time."

***

I ordered Carpy to unleash his water blades, but we were too far away for the projectiles to reach Shuten Doji. Deep down, I knew that even if those attacks landed on the ultimate class demon, they wouldn't leave a scratch on him.

While I had been an overwhelming counter against Otakemaru, Shuten Doji was the opposite. He had no real weaknesses, which made him far more formidable than Otakemaru, despite their similar levels of power.

Unlike Agon, if I were hit by an attack like that, it would mean certain death. Even Perfect Me wouldn't be able to save me.

Purple energy started leaking out of Agon, and my heart sank. White scaly skin slowly formed around my friend's hands, and despair crawled into my heart.

Complete possession... something the current Agon had zero chance of fighting against. Even Agon at his peak wouldn't have been able to do much more than momentarily suppress its development and apply some seals.

Had I messed everything up? Yes. It seemed like I had made enough mistakes and relied too heavily on hoping that Agon would pull through. Damn it!

But unexpectedly, Agon didn't rage or recklessly release poison, killing everyone around him. Instead, he simply grabbed Shuten Doji's hand and snapped it like a twig. Shuten Doji immediately backed off, his eyes widening as his hand slowly healed back into place. "Why aren't you escaping?"

'Agon' got up, and all his injuries had miraculously healed, his voice was raspy and sounded what someone would imagine a snake would sound if they spoke. "It just doesn't sit right with me to be led around by a second-rate demon like you."

Even his voice alone was enough to send chills down my spine.

Shuten Doji didn't seem insulted by the words; instead, he said, "Second rate? Well, I can understand where you're coming from. Everyone must seem weak to you. Even when I was a human, one good hit was enough for most-"

"Don't compare yourself to me," Yamata No Orochi smiled arrogantly. "You're just a loser who had to work your whole life and desperately sought power. In contrast, I was born strong. I never had to chase power. Power chased me instead."

"Is that so?" Shuten Doji narrowed his eyes and dashed towards Orochi, who had transformed Agon's body into a snake-skinned humanoid with purple eyes and claws.

"You foolish girl," Orochi scolded her. "Why would a weakling like you join the war?"

Despite his reproach, he placed his hand on her forehead, and a concentrated purple poison worked its regenerative magic, healing the giant snake.

Poison that induced regeneration? Orochi possessed such a power?

"Ugh, I'm sorry, Master Orochi," Uwabami groggily got up, using her tail to wipe her eyes. "Shuten Doji promised me your body if he won the battle. He would bury you in Sake Mountain... I apologize for my death, Master Orochi!"

Her tears flowed uncontrollably, resembling small rivers running down her face.

Did she think she was dead? Oh, right. She perceived Yamata No Orochi's presence within Agon's body. Her heightened senses allowed her to detect her master, even in his sealed state, but it was such a small presence that she assumed it wasnt Orochi but something smaller and like her master. But now, she could fully smell him, there was no doubt who she was standing in front of.

Of course, she didn't question how she could sense and smell things despite being dead. Or how her master didnt look like a gigantic eight-headed serpent any longer. She belonged to a special group of individuals whose minds resonated with Agon's wavelength. All of them shared a brain cell.

"Stupid girl," Yamata No Orochi insulted her, causing the giant snake to scream and cry even more.

While I was pondering my next move, Orochi disappeared from my sight and stood beside me. My body froze in place, a thousand thoughts went through my mind. Was I going to die due to the residue poison? Was he here to kill me? Did his human body have that residue poison?

"You can witness the entire carnage from here. Despite Shuten Doji's demise, mindless demons persist in their battles. Although he is now dead, the war is likely to endure for a while longer," He said nonchalantly.

Carpy flinched and turned towards Orochi, prepared to unleash water blades. But I raised my hand and urgently shouted, "Carpy! Stop!"

Provoking someone like Yamata No Orochi would be certain death. Even if Carpy was an ultimate-class demon, I doubted we would stand a chance against a creature of this magnitude.

"Your demon is quite passionate," Orochi remarked, yawning, and resting his hand on my shoulder.

With him so close, I noticed the small scales on his arms and face. My friend's body was no longer human.

"What? Does my appearance make you uncomfortable?" He jokingly inquired.

Yeah, it did. It felt strange to see Agon behaving like this. "Can you return Agon to his own body?"

It was a foolish question, and I had no way to compel him to do so. Our past encounters had left him with little fondness for me. The fact that he wasn't currently attempting to kill me was already a miracle.

"Anyway, here's your sword," he returned my cursed blade. "Take care of the brat when you can. Otherwise, I'll finally deliver that ass whooping I owe you."

With that, his scales receded into his body, and I caught the unconscious Agon before he hit the ground.

Yamata No Orochi... retreated..?

What? Why?