"You want dead? Are you kidding ?"
The High-Rank Ghost God didn't show a hint of fear at Hikigaya Hachiman's death sentence; instead, it burst into a loud laugh. Earlier, even the Nine-Tailed Fox had beaten it into submission without taking its life, which was proof enough of just how difficult it was to kill a Ghost God-level evil spirit.
Now, Hachiman was rely able to withstand its attacks, yet he dared to speak arrogantly about slaying a god? What a joke!
The wicked energy within the otherworld, which had already thinned out after being drawn upon once, was gathered once more by the High-Rank Ghost God. Simultaneously, countless eyeballs grew out of the Ghost God's nurous tentacles. Working in tandem with the giant central eye, they all began to glow with a purple halo!
"A beam struggle? I can do that too."
Facing the Ghost God's massive offensive, a sliver of a smile appeared on Hachiman's lips. The High-Rank Ghost God only dared to act this way because it had the wicked energy of the entire otherworld to supplent its power; on that front, Hachiman wasn't lacking either.
Furthermore, compared to this broken little pocket dinsion of an otherworld, he had an independent, complete, and functional world backing him up!
The Demon Slaying Blade dissolved back into energy and was retracted into his body. Hachiman held his right hand flat in front of him, facing the High-Rank Ghost God, and began chanting the amplification magecraft he had learned in the Holy Grail world. As he recited the incantations, one amplification circle after another manifested around him, waiting.
Finally, when the number of amplification circles reached eight, Hachiman swept his left hand. The fragnts of 'Avalon' imdiately swirled into a circle in front of him, rotating slowly.
"Using this as the base for the cannon mount, I don't have to worry about it backfiring."
Looking at the foundation of the formation, Hachiman smiled. With a thought, the eight amplification circles floating behind him automatically slotted into the spiritual foundation constructed by 'Avalon'.
Including 'Avalon' itself, Hachiman's highest level of ninefold amplification formation mastered in the other world was complete. A small silver sphere condensed in the center of his right palm, beginning to gather the spiritual energy of his entire body!
"Again?"
Within a certain unknown Root, sensing the direction of the mana flow around her, Alaya let out a helpless sigh. Ever since she opened a small gap in the Holy Grail as a reward for
Hachiman, that guy from the other world had been drawing mana from this side every few days!
Although the mana consud each ti was less than a tiny ripple compared to the Holy Grail, which stored the mana of an entire world... it was still really annoying!
"Eh?"
Alaya, who was busy grumbling in her heart about Hachiman fleecing her again, suddenly felt that the speed of the mana extraction was not slowing down—it was actually getting faster.
"This much mana... is that guy trying to destroy the world?"
With a brief ntal tally, Alaya discovered that the mana Hachiman was drawing this ti had already exceeded the power of an average ancient deity. She couldn't help but gasp. After all, if Hachiman really caused so major disaster, she, the one who helped him by opening the back door, would definitely be held responsible. If the consciousness of that world ca knocking on her door for an explanation...
Completely unaware that his actions had terrified Alaya, Hachiman continued to compress his spiritual energy and inject it into the sphere in his hand. Below him, even across several hundred ters, the High-Rank Ghost God could feel the aura of destruction radiating from that tiny sphere of light.
This ti, the High-Rank Ghost God didn't dare to be careless. Like Hachiman, it abandoned the fancy light show and poured all its strength into its simulated nuclear bomb technique. Feeling that even this wasn't enough, it imdiately began to forcibly drain the power of the entire otherworld!
Sensing the Ghost God's movents, Hachiman worked even harder to pump mana from the Holy Grail into his spiritual sphere. Subsequently, the High-Rank Ghost God, feeling that the threat from Hachiman was increasing rather than slowing down, began to recklessly devour the very energy of the otherworld.
Finally, like a runaway train, the two individuals—who had engaged in an hour-long "arms race"—simultaneously felt that the energy spheres in their hands, compressed countless tis over, were on the verge of exploding.
Without hesitation, Hachiman decisively placed the spiritual sphere into the muzzle of the spiritual foundation and fired at the High-Rank Ghost God. At the sa mont, the Ghost God hurled its energy bomb toward Hachiman.
The sky through which the two savage forces passed instantly cracked; countless pitch-black rifts appeared in their sight. However, neither Hachiman nor the High-Rank Ghost God could afford to care what happened to the otherworld. The mont the two attacks collided, the energy—which had long since spiraled out of control—surged outward like a wild horse breaking its tether!
CRACK...
The sky splintered like a mirror, covered in spiderweb-like cracks. A massive pitch-black hole tore open at the point of impact, and countless violent spatial currents poured into the otherworld, accelerating the collapse of this small world!
Before the High-Rank Ghost God's despairing eyes, Hachiman's ninefold-amplified spiritual sphere canceled out its attack, turned into a silver flash, and pierced straight through the center of its eyeball. It then detonated completely at the very core of its body!
[Congratulations to the Host for successfully killing a High-Rank Ghost God. You have obtained 1,000,000 Spirit Coins!]
As the explosion occurred, the system notification flashed through Hachiman's mind. However, before he could celebrate, the secondary explosion of the spiritual sphere caused the already crumbling otherworld to reach its limit. With a loud BANG, the world shattered into countless fragnts before the spatial turbulence!
"Holy crap!"
Hachiman felt his vision go black, and then he was swept away by the spatial currents to parts unknown.
anwhile, Alaya, who was closely monitoring Hachiman, suddenly perceived what looked like the debris of a small world. Her delicate face turned pale instantly, and she began to mutter "I'm so dead" over and over.
"Hmm?"
Above Tokyo, the Nine-Tailed Fox, who was waiting for the barrier to break on its own, suddenly frowned. With a flick of its finger, it opened a spatial rift leading to the otherworld. To the shock of all the spirits present, what ca from the other side of the rift was not the familiar wicked energy, but violent spatial turbulence?
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