Crossover Anime World: Reborn as Abe no Seimei Chapter 42 42: Demon Gods

"The shikigami of the Great Onmyoji Abe no Seii?!"

Shock flashed across both Tsuchimikado Natsu and Tsuchimikado Harutora's faces.

Neither of them had ever imagined that the Tsuchimikado Clan still possessed shikigami once contracted to Abe no Seii, much less that such beings would be sealed away beneath the estate. They had never heard even a whisper of it.

Natsu's mind raced, and one possibility rose first.

"Could they be... the legendary Twelve Divine Generals?"

It was the most natural guess.

Among all the tales surrounding Abe no Seii, the most famous were the Twelve Divine Generals that served under him. Even now, the title itself had beco a symbol. The Onmyo Bureau's Twelve Divine Generals and the Onmyo Alliance's Twelve Heavenly Generals were both modeled after that legacy, the highest honors pursued by modern Onmyoji.

But the mont the words left her mouth, Natsu herself felt sothing was off.

The Twelve Divine Generals were certainly fearso, and so among them possessed fierce natures. Yet beings of that rank should not have needed to be locked beneath a seal like this. At the very least, sothing did not fit.

Hirotaka's answer confird it.

"The Twelve Divine Generals who served our ancestor followed him into the underworld after his death."

His gaze stayed fixed on the dry well, his voice grave.

"And the beings sealed here are, strictly speaking, not among them..."

He never got to finish.

Bang!

A deafening explosion tore through the courtyard.

The blue sealing formation above the well, which had only just been reinforced through the Marici Mantra, shattered like brittle glass. Sanskrit characters flew apart into fragnts of light, then vanished. In the next instant, an overwhelming column of Yin energy burst upward, black and violent, shooting into the sky like a beacon of calamity.

Even from far beyond Mitsuwa Town, it would have been visible.

Then ca the sound.

A howl that sounded half like an elephant's bellow and half like a tiger's roar rolled out from the heart of the Yin energy. It was followed by the clanking of heavy chains and the slow, thunderous tread of sothing vast erging from confinent.

When the two figures finally stepped into view, Natsu and Harutora both froze.

They were not human.

They stood over three ters tall, their bodies swollen with raw malice. The very sight of them sent an instinctive chill through the soul.

Hirotaka and Chizuru moved imdiately, stepping in front of the younger pair and drawing out talismans in a single motion. Their expressions darkened to the extre.

"So they still broke free," Chizuru said through clenched teeth.

The demon god on the left had a crimson body, its muscles coiled like twisted dragons beneath taut skin. Thick chains hung from all four limbs, and in one hand it held a massive axe. Six eyes burned in its face, each one radiating murderous intent so intense that an ordinary Onmyoji would have lost the will to resist on the spot.

The one on the right was almost identical in build, except its skin was a deep, oppressive blue. It held a water vessel in one hand, while a cloth sack hung from its waist. Its silence was sohow even more unsettling than its companion's rage.

Natsu stared at them, her voice nearly lost.

"How... how can it be them...?"

Anyone with a serious grounding in the history of Onmyodo would recognize them.

These were not obscure spirits.

They were beings whose nas had been carried through legend for centuries.

Zenki and Goki.

Demon gods.

To the public, they were famous not as Abe no Seii's retainers, but as the legendary shikigami of Kamo no Tadayuki and, further back, of the ancient master Kamo no Yasunori no Sukune, the figure more commonly rembered in old tales as Yakushi Kaku. Though history preserved little about that distant founder, in the hearts of Onmyoji his place remained unshaken. And among the many remnants of his legend, none were more well known than these two demon gods.

"To think they were sealed inside the Tsuchimikado estate all this ti..." Natsu whispered.

Hirotaka kept his stance firm, answering while never taking his eyes off them.

"After Yakushi Kaku died, Zenki and Goki were sealed and passed down within the Kamo Clan. Later, Kamo no Tadayuki handed them over to our ancestor, Abe no Seii. From that point onward, they entered into a new contract, and our ancestor beca their second master."

His voice deepened.

"But because the ancestor possessed the Twelve Divine Generals, Zenki and Goki never beca as prominent in public mory. Only the Tsuchimikado Clan and a handful of insiders know that these two once served Abe no Seii."

Natsu felt her scalp go numb.

No matter how she looked at it, these were not shikigami that should have remained in the modern era.

Beside her, Chizuru had already completed the preparation for a lightning type spell formula. Hirotaka's talismans were ready as well. Both had clearly reached the sa conclusion.

Even if it cost them their lives, they had to stop Zenki and Goki here.

If these two left the estate, Mitsuwa Town would be the first to drown in blood.

After that, the disaster would spread far beyond Kyoto.

Awooo!

Zenki and Goki each loosed a roar. It was not rely loud. It carried pressure. With a single step forward, a wave of malice rolled across the courtyard, and the ground trembled beneath their combined presence.

Then ca the first clash.

It was barely a movent on their part. Yet that one step alone was enough to disrupt the spell formula Hirotaka and Chizuru had been building. Their prepared Onmyodo scattered apart, and both suffered imdiate backlash.

Chizuru's face paled. Hirotaka's breath caught.

The gap was obvious from the start.

"Natsu, Hokuto!"

Realizing the danger, Natsu acted on instinct. She flung out a talisman and called forth the hereditary shikigami that had long served the Tsuchimikado heads.

"Hokuto!"

A dragon's roar split the air.

The great earth colored dragon burst into being above the estate, more than thirty ters long, its body twisting through the sky with majestic force. It was one of the few true dragons still remaining in the world, a shikigami passed down through the Tsuchimikado line from the age of Abe no Seii himself.

Its appearance alone would have cowed most yokai.

But not Zenki.

The mont the crimson demon god saw Hokuto, all six of its eyes flared with naked fury. It was the look of sothing seeing betrayal made flesh.

"A dragon!"

Its muscles swelled grotesquely, each one bulging as it poured power into the giant axe in its hand. A crushing pressure erupted from its body, thick with the scent of death itself, so overwhelming that even Chizuru and the others felt their breathing tighten.

Only then did they truly understand what a demon god ant.

"Natsu, call Hokuto back!" Hirotaka shouted.

But it was already too late.

Zenki moved.

The swing of its axe tore through the air with such speed that it left behind a pitch black line, as though the sky itself had been sliced open.

A single strike.

Hokuto let out a cry of agony.

Blood burst from its abdon in a brilliant spray. The dragon's massive body fell from the sky, twisting in pain as scarlet rain poured down over the Tsuchimikado estate and the sll of fresh blood spread through the air.

"Natsu!"

Harutora caught her as she nearly stumbled forward in shock.

Her face had gone white.

One blow.

It had only taken one blow to nearly cut down Hokuto.

Awooo...

Zenki lowered its axe slowly, its six eyes sweeping over everyone present. Its voice rolled out like a curse from the depths of hell.

"Stand in our way again... and die."

The threat was simple.

There was no bravado in it, no deliberate intimidation.

It was rely a statent of fact.

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