Volume 8 Chapter 26 Tsuchimikado Seirin
Tsuchimikado faced Asura for the first time and took the initiative.
Using the Shikigami Sword Saint technique, he created multiple swords and threw them while running.
He freely deployed Shikigami that would be treated as Class A or B "Mysteries" once they appeared, without hesitation.
However, not only did they fail to harm Asura, they didn't even reach him.
"So sad, so sad..."
"Weak, weak!!"
Two arms clapped together.
The impact sent all the swords flying, forming an invisible wall that closed in on Tsuchimikado.
It wasn't magic or anything else, just a simple clap of the hands. Yet, for humans, it became a natural disaster.
If it was just a mere shock, there would have been a way to deal with it. Tsuchimikado wrapped himself in the 'Kureginu' of the spirited away and disappeared from that spot in an instant.
And having passed the shock, Tsuchimikado stepped even further.
To defeat Asura, there was no choice but to directly pour Sesshomaru's curse into his body. Even that wouldn't work just once.
It must be nine times.
Kill with the curse of ninefold layers.
So, the moment he steps back, he lose. He couldn't hesitate and keep a distance; after all, there's absolutely no chance of winning if he does so.
Now, Asura's six arms brandished the sword.
And then, they swung.
Boom!!
The sword raged with anger and sorrow.
"...!!"
He couldn't afford to make a sound.
Three times.
Died twenty-seven times, but he succesfully cut three times.
In that instant, Tsuchimikado died twenty-seven times. Slashed, crushed, torn apart, killed like a bug.
Expending every resource he possessed to protect himself, yet still died.
Why is Tsuchimikado's HP bar still remaining? It's all thanks to Sesshomaru. This youkai sword has the ability to "dodge" because of its origin. It is the power of the nine-tailed fox, which has cunningly escaped from pursuers.
However, it is not perfect. Tsuchimikado didn't die just because of good luck. If the button had been slightly misaligned, the dodging technique would have failed, and he would have died.
"Painful, painful."
"Vile, despicable‼"
"Using poison. A struggle befitting a human."
Asura looked down at Tsuchimikado with a curious gaze. This small existence seems to be asking why he hasn't died yet.
Nevertheless, the Asura was cut three times. Even if he were just a magician, he would have died from the curse that was directly poured into him three times just by getting close. Yet, it seems to have no effect on Asura.
And this will be repeated six more times.
With an endless future in mind, Tsuchimikado took out a card. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and fell onto the card. Sesshomaru's erosion is faster than he thought.
The end of his life is visible both in front and behind.
This moment of heightened intensity is unparalleled.
But he still rotating his magic power, strengthening his body.
Tsuchimikado observes Aśura's movements. Frankly, it's not a speed or strength that a human can cope with. Using conventional methods would be crushed.
So from here, he relies on instinct to navigate. Sakaki Tsuzuri said this is a game world. People's recognition of the game maintains the boundaries.
There's no way you can't beat it.
So, an HP bar floats above Aśura's head. It's the ultimate proof that Aśura is a beatable entity.
"Now, let's go."
Tasting the flavor of blood, Tsuchimikado runs towards Aśura again.
"Petty."
Aśura readies his six arms. A slash is imminent.
Asura, with his nature as a battle god, directly crushes without unnecessary tricks. Tsuchimikado reads the trajectory of the attack and continues to step forward without stopping.
However, it's impossible to completely avoid it.
He relies on Sesshomaru's power to take the hits.
Four, five.
He slips under the giant's body and inflicts a wound.
His body-dodging is activated, and death comes crashing down next to him.
Six, seven.
He no longer feels his arm holding the sword. The curse is undoubtedly invading Tsuchimikado's body, and his HP bar continues to decrease.
"Futile, futile!"
"Sly, sly!"
"Fall, human!!"
Asura's kotodama becomes a bombardment.
This cannot be avoided no matter what.
Therefore, Tsuchimikado was wearing a shikigami called 'Amanojaku' over his clothes.
Its effect is limited, but it has the power to oppose what is being said.
"Guah?!"
His body moves against Asura's kotodama. However, it cannot be completely nullified.
In a recoil from forcibly moving his body, a large amount of blood spilled from Tsuchimikado's mouth, and the HP bar quickly depleted.
But still, he keeps moving.
Eight.
All the muscles and blood vessels in his body feel like they're about to burst. Only his consciousness and magic power continue to move his body.
Tsuchimikado forcibly thrusts Sesshomaru into Asura's abdomen.
Nine.
After the 9th slash, he falls to the ground and rolls over. He no longer has the strength to properly take a defensive stance.
"..."
Asura quietly looks down at Tsuchimikado. The HP bar doesn't decrease at all, and there doesn't seem to be any signs of injury.
(Even the curse of the Nine-Tails didn't work on a god, huh...)
"Sadness, suffering."
"Futile, reckless!"
"You struggled well. However, it was meaningless."
While saying so, Asura aims the sword at Tsuchimikado's neck.
But the sword doesn't move any further.
Sesshomaru, still stuck in Asura's abdomen, is dyed in deep red and loses its shape.
At first, there was a slight sensation as a trickle of blood flowed. In an instant, it swelled up.
"This is——"
When Asura reached out to pull out Sesshomaru, something stopped him.
A single red tail extended from Asura's abdomen, grabbing his arm. But that was not all. Multiple tails extended, capturing all six arms.
"You, human child, what have you done!"
Three more tails bound Asura's screaming body.
Tsuchimikado had never used Sesshomaru this way. How he would fare against a god was uncertain.
But change quickly came.
While the nine-tailed fox's tails bound Asura, they began to swell. As if squeezing everything from his body, pulsating.
The change was not only that.
Asura's HP bar clearly began to decrease.
"Nuuuuaaaaaa!"
With the scream, an immense pressure emanated from Asura, but the nine-tailed fox devoured it all.
The curse of the youkai woman, utilizing every aspect of the man, making him hers.
The god let out a voice of agony, depleting.
In a world where battles hold significance for him, an entity that comes to kill in a different direction is an unknown territory.
"So it's a curse. A curse from a woman, no less."
Asura relaxed his grip and spoke. He, too, was a god who had fallen into conflict with Taishakuten because of his daughter, and had become a Shura.
He had no understanding of what a woman meant to this god. Even if he were to ask, it would be something that Tsuchimikado wouldn't be able to comprehend.
Asura's HP bar continued to decrease as he did so.
Due to being a male god, he couldn't escape the curse of the Nine-Tails.
"You, a mere mortal, I shall give you praise. There is no one else who can corner a god like this, while being a human."
"...It's as if you're saying you can somehow turn things around from here."
"It's frustrating, but there's no other choice but to sever the flesh."
Sever the flesh?
Tsuchimikado didn't understand what Asura was saying.
The curse had already completely invaded Asura's physical body. At this point, no matter what was cut away, it should be impossible to do anything.
But Asura smiled.
"Did you forget what I, God, was fighting against, oh child of man?"
What are you saying...?
Considering that, Tsuchimikado arrived at a certain idea.
If it is indeed possible, it would be unwise to stay here.
"No way..."
Tsuchimikado, dragging his heavy body, tries to distance himself from Asura.
Asura was originally a god who governed justice. It fell into a state of conflict and became a demon due to the battle over his daughter with Taishakuten, consumed by the fight.
Therefore, it bears the marks. It is engraved.
Taishakuten, or rather the most powerful blow possessed by Indra.
The lightning of the Vajra, the thunder emitted by the thunder god Kongou.
"Sad! I hate it!!"
"Stop this humiliation!!"
The two sides, left and right, scream. It is the very conflict within Asura's heart.
Even so, the front chose victory in battle.
"Burn this body, thunder!"
In an instant, a lightning that would consume the world was emitted from Asura's body. It is the curse of lightning received by Taishakuten, the oldest curse.
A piercing scream rises from the Nine-Tails, only to be swallowed by the light and vanish.
Affected by this, Tsuchimikado is knocked back and rolls like a ball in the aftermath.
"Haahhh..."
As the pure white field of vision gradually regains its light, there stands an Asura shrouded in smoke.
His HP bar remains, albeit at around one-fifth of its total.
What a god.
He incinerated the curse that plagued himself with the lightning of Emperor Indra. He utilized the attacks of their archenemy for victory.
Is this what a god is?
Is this something so pure, so beautiful?
The Asura walks closer.
"With astonishment and awe, I shall sever your head."
The god stands before Tsuchimikado, having sacrificed his own body in humiliation.
After enduring all of this, there's no way he can sleep.
"...Not yet. I haven't unleashed everything yet."
Tsuchimikado stands up. The right arm that held Sesshomaru is no longer of any use. His magic power is nearly depleted, and it's a wonder he can even remain standing.
Still, he doesn't fall. He stares at the god head-on, and his eyes shine brightly. In truth, Tsuchimikado had already stopped seeing Asura. Everything he saw now was vivid and scattered in his mind.
Unknowingly, he steps forward without guidance, delving deep into the depths of magic and endless self-exploration.
In this critical moment, Tsuchimikado Seirin stands in a place only the strongest magician can reach. In other words, he has reached the realm of perception.
"Hahaha..."
Is this the world he has seen until now? It looks different. The colors are different. The touch, the scent, the taste, the sound, everything is different from what he knows.
Do you know it or not? Do you realize it or not? The place he thought the magicians on Earth couldn't reach was right next to him.
Tsuchimikado slowly raises his left hand and points at Asura with his index finger. An image begins to form in the conglomerate of his dormant magic power within him.
Symbolizing the death of God and the dawn of a new era.
"Spiritual Penetration Art (Shinrei)―Liberation."
Depicting it as it is.
"The Ame-no-Murakumo Sword."
The sword of light cleaved through the sky and Asura alike.
In that moment, all sound ceased, and even the smoke came to a standstill. Only the HP bar clearly vanished, indicating the end of the battle.
A sword born from the death of the evil god, Yamata no Orochi.
The pseudo-replica of that flash cut through everything hindering its owner.
"—Son of human, what is your name?"
Asura slowly inquired.
"Tsuchimikado, Seirin."
"I see, I'll remember that."
With those words, Asura vanished into the sky as a stream of light.
If this were not within the realm, Tsuchimikado Seirin would have been recounted as the victorious protagonist in a scene that would have become a myth.
That was the sole truth in this place.
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