Chapter 72: Slaying the Qigui (Please keep reading!!!)

Ten seconds earlier.

Uesugi Toru could clearly feel that after he shook the Shaking Bell, three faint connections had mysteriously arisen in his heart.

It was as if he had temporarily gained three more shikigami.

He looked to his side—three straw komainu the size of corgis were pacing back and forth in place, waiting for his orders.

Straw was woven through the burlap, rendering the komainu's expressions vividly lifelike.

Uesugi Toru held his breath in the thick fog and tentatively sent the exact same command to the three komainu,

"Attack the Qigui in the fog!"

He had thought such a vague command could not be understood by the komainu, and that they, like him, could not penetrate the thick fog to sense the enemy's position.

But to Uesugi Toru's surprise, the komainu actually changed direction in an instant and charged into the thick fog.

This prop is really unexpectedly useful!

Uesugi Toru immediately followed behind one of the komainu and saw Niishima Yuta turn around and open fire at one of the komainu.

The shotgun muzzle flashed, pellets tore through the thick fog, and easily shredded the frail komainu into fragments all over the sky.

Good opportunity!

Uesugi Toru immediately made the komainu in front of him stop moving, while he himself suppressed all movement and sound of the Kiai Technique, and thrust forward with extreme swiftness.

The sword blade easily penetrated the Qigui's abdomen, and before the other side could react, Uesugi Toru immediately retreated backward.

Hannya once again hid in the thick fog, using the skills of the Kiai Technique to make his flat voice echo throughout the train station,

"Niishima Yuta, it's time to hit the road."

Under the cover of this voice, the second komainu moved quickly, striding with its short straw limbs toward Niishima Yuta's back and pouncing.

Boom!

The shotgun roared again, unsurprisingly shredding the komainu that had leaped into midair.

And this time, Niishima Yuta, having learned his lesson, without hesitation thrust the Trident Bayonet behind him, wanting to give the ambushing Uesugi Toru a painful counterattack.

But this heavy and powerful strike missed.

"How is that possible!?"

The Qigui's pupils suddenly contracted; he clearly heard footsteps coming from behind him as well.

The next moment, the burning sensation on his ankle made him look down—

Komainu! Another komainu!

Anger at being played suddenly rose in Niishima Yuta's heart, and he was about to roar: "You actually used such despicable means, little ghost! Are you even a man..."

The sharp pain at his right shoulder interrupted the Qigui's words.

Kaga Kiyomitsu pierced his scapula at the moment his anger reached its peak, so easily tore through the Qigui's tough skin and muscle, and almost completely severed half of his shoulder.

Uesugi Toru, whose strike had succeeded, retreated into the thick fog, almost amused: "So I'm the despicable one?"

The Qigui panted heavily holding his shotgun, letting out a low growl similar to a yokai.

Thus his height, originally nearly two meters, began to grow again, and an appearance no different from an ordinary human quickly turned into an eye-catching blue-green.

In less than a few seconds, Niishima Yuta shed this human skin and transformed back into a Qigui with double horns on his head and a ferocious face.

Thus the wound began to stop bleeding, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his already terrifying power rose another level.

The Qigui's pupils were pitch black, and he murmured in a low voice: "Actually, actually forcing me to destroy the appearance bestowed upon me by the Adult..."

"Uesugi Toru, I will torture you to death!"

"—Your nonsense is too much."

Directly in front of Niishima Yuta, the thick fog suddenly dispersed.

Blade light appeared!

The premonition of death enveloped his heart, but the Qigui without hesitation pulled the trigger: "Go die!"

At such a close distance, the shotgun had no possibility of missing.

But the Qigui saw that Uesugi Toru had at some point put on a long robe of Shinto Robe, and in his rapid advance, the long robe flapped loudly.

Under the iron rain of the shotgun pellets, Uesugi Toru indifferently unfolded the Blessed Folding Fan in his hand,

Qingfeng Planet!

Spirit Power was consumed by more than half as if swallowed by a whale, and correspondingly, Uesugi Toru's figure, as if defying the laws of physics, moved several feet to the left without any warning.

Dozens of pellets all missed, bouncing and scattering on the ground.

The Qigui had no time to be shocked before the folding fan flipped again.

The remaining Spirit Power in Uesugi Toru's body was completely absorbed, and the next moment, purple-blue lightning as thick as a hair suddenly appeared, falling on the Qigui's head.

Majestic Heavenly Thunder!

Admittedly, the power of this fine lightning was not strong, not even enough to make Niishima Yuta feel the slightest pain, simply as ineffective as scratching an itch through boots.

But no matter how small the lightning, as long as it touched the human body, it would definitely cause the person struck to stiffen for an instant.

In this fleeting moment, Uesugi Toru finally no longer suppressed the Internal Qi bursting in his chest, roaring as he swung his blade with all his strength.

Kaga Kiyomitsu drew a brilliant blade light in midair, slicing open the Qigui's chest like cutting leather.

The sword blade drank the yokai's blood and trembled excitedly in Uesugi Toru's hand.

But Niishima Yuta did not fall down in pain just like that; instead, he dropped his shotgun, suddenly reached out, grabbed Uesugi Toru's shoulder, and tightly pinched his scapula.

The bones made several cracking sounds and could not bear the weight in just a moment.

The severely wounded Qigui bared his teeth,

"Got you!"

The Trident Bayonet was thrust straight into Uesugi Toru's chest, and for a moment, blood under extremely high blood pressure almost spurted out.

Massive blood loss!

But Niishima Yuta did not feel the slightest weakness in the Hannya before him.

He felt instead... exactly the opposite!

Qigui's palm trembled; he felt he could barely control Uesugi Toru anymore.

It was then that Niishima Yuta suddenly realized.

Some grow stronger the closer they are to death—

Uesugi Toru paid no heed to the severe wounds on his chest and shoulder, forcibly broke free of the control, lunged forward in a single stride, and struck Qigui with the Sword Hilt, knocking him off balance.

"Damn it—!"

Qigui roared furiously, wanting to drive back Uesugi Toru, who was within arm's reach, and regroup.

But Kaga Kiyomitsu's bewitching Blade had already appeared in his pupil, rapidly enlarging!

Uesugi Toru, with the Trident Bayonet embedded in his chest, plunged the Sword Blade straight into Qigui's heart, then twisted it viciously, pulverizing everything within.

Qigui's roar stopped abruptly.

Niishima Yuta fell heavily onto the slippery ground; the killing move he had painstakingly prepared never got a chance to be used.

Qigui could clearly feel all the strength in his body, like a flood released from a sluice, being wildly drunk by the Blade in Uesugi Toru's hand along with his blood.

He turned his Pupil weakly; in his final haze, Qigui saw only that Hannya Mask looking down at him with utter calm.

From beginning to end, it had been just so calm.

"You monster..."

In the opening as Kaga Kiyomitsu was drawn out and swung down again, Niishima Yuta spoke with his last resentment and mockery: "No matter how much you Disguise yourself as human, you will sooner or later meet the same end as me..."

Uesugi Toru drew the Trident Bayonet from his chest, tossed it aside, and replied indifferently: "Thank you for the compliment."

"—And then, never see each other again."

Kaga Kiyomitsu fell, beheading Qigui, whose head was full of resentment.

End of Chapter