Chapter 138 Wheel War

"Lightning Blade, give it to me—"

Without the interference of the 'Immovable King Formation', Ibaraki, whose speed had already reached near the speed of sound, stretched out his arm horizontally and swept it towards the young monk's neck like a 'scythe'.

"broken!"

Amidst the intense flashes of golden light,
The four-faced, six-armed Acala statue enveloped the young monk, sending him flying backward like a cannonball.

It left a golden trail in the air, flew far away, and crashed into a building hundreds of meters away!

Even through the live streaming equipment, you could hear that muffled thunderous sound.

As the camera moved rapidly, everyone saw that in a ditch behind the building, the five arms of the Fudo Myoo statue had shattered into colorful light that scattered in all directions, leaving only one arm standing alone, and countless cracks had appeared all over its golden body.

"Master Zhixiong has been defeated,"

The blogger 'KYG's' voice rang out, trembling slightly.

Even he was startled by the speed that 'Ibaraki' unleashed.

It was several times faster than him.
"puff,"

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

If it weren't for the magical power emanating from the 'three-pronged vajra' in his hand, the young monk 'Zhixiong' felt that he wouldn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Hmph, you can't rely on Buddhist magic weapons."

With a single move, 'Thunderous Blade (Fake)', Ibaraki broke through the opponent's 'Celestial Talent', and turned his head proudly.

"Boom boom boom—"

A massive, blade-like tornado hurtled straight down.

"Fang fang!"

Amidst the girl's delicate shout, the body that had merged into a three-headed dog swirled its claws and teeth, transforming into a terrifying attack that could strangle and cut everything in its path.

This was the ability that Wataru Tanimura used to break through 'Rashomon'. After using this move, the exhausted Wataru Tanimura was killed by 'Ame-onna' who took the Sessho-seki.

Now, when Tanimura Hoshino unleashes it, its power is even greater: the raging blade tornado is like a dragon fighting in the wild, carving a deep, giant trench into the ground where it doesn't even touch! With the momentum to pierce Rashomon and shatter mountains, it's about to tear 'Ibaraki' to pieces.

Although the Inuzuka family only has one technique, "Fang Over Fang," and its superior ninjutsu, "Fang Wolf Fang," it doesn't mean they aren't strong.

It is precisely because of specialization that we are proficient: we concentrate all our strength on our claws and fangs to pierce through the enemy!
"You're in good time,"

Faced with this attack, which was clearly designed to inflict damage, Ibaraki's fighting spirit soared even higher.

The purple 'demonic aura' visible to the naked eye raged like boiling flames, making it impossible to look directly at him; large swathes of mud and rocks exploded beneath his feet, the ground undulated and rolled up mud waves more than three meters high, and the incomparably powerful demonic aura, like a hurricane, rolled and surged in all directions along with the mud waves.

The next moment, he actually stretched out his hands, preparing to take the hit head-on with the 'Fang Wolf Fang'?
The moment the two collided, Ibaraki, who had never retreated a single step since his appearance, was finally sent flying!

Boom! ! Boom! ! !

Muffled thuds continued as the massive, claw-like tornado propelled 'Ibaraki' backward, crashing through ruins and buildings before finally slamming into a hill in the city. The hill instantly collapsed inward, creating a bottomless crater, and the entire hill trembled violently.

The intense fluctuations even gave viewers of the live stream the illusion that the scene depicted surging ocean waves.

Countless fragments of soil, stones, and human-built structures erupted into the air like raging ocean waves, and the enormous tremors echoed throughout the entire city of Wutiao, like thunder.

"Killed?"

"Absolutely, it's easy!"

"There is no doubt that Mrs. Tanimura is the victor!"

Just as everyone in the command room was voicing their accusations, a thick column of air mixed with mud and rocks suddenly erupted from the small hill, shooting up dozens of meters high.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, who felt as if their throats had been suddenly gripped, the great demon 'Ibaraki' leaped up and appeared like a demon god! Even more astonishingly, apart from a few inconspicuous dents and scratches on his armor, there wasn't a single scratch or cut on his body.

"Not bad strength,"

Although Ibaraki's aura remained as domineering and unstoppable as ever, his eyes surprisingly held a hint of appreciation.

His gaze fell on the girl who had broken free of her fusion and was now protected in the center by two giant dogs.

"I hope you won't disappoint me in the future."

"The blow I delivered just now that shattered the little monk's image was only three-tenths of my strength."

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Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Director, I suddenly remembered, my wife is about to give birth."

The blond-haired youth looked terrified and was already making a hasty escape attempt.

"Uncle Zhuya, my cat is about to have kittens too."

The rich kid forced himself to speak.
It wasn't that he wanted to offend the government, but that 'Ibaraki' was abnormally strong, even the 'veteran' Tiger-level Mrs. Tanimura couldn't withstand him.

It's important to know that Tanimura Watari's two dogs are practically the 'source' of the supernatural: countless artificial supernatural potions are made from their dog blood.

As the longest-standing and most diligently improving new-generation extraordinary beings, only the 'Rain Woman' can compare to them: if even such veteran powerhouses can't be defeated, what are they doing here? Waiting to die?!

The Isogai siblings turned around and prepared to leave.

"and many more,"

Just when it seemed that people's hearts were about to crumble, a calm voice rang out.

"Yu-kun, do you have any methods to repel the enemy?"

Faced with Director Zhu Ya's longing gaze, You calmly waved his hand.

"That's not there."

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"Don't panic,"

Amidst everyone's 'you're messing with us' expressions, You calmly raised her hand and pointed at the screen:
"You've got one thing wrong, Ibaraki isn't that strong."

On the screen, Ibaraki was easily overpowering the combined attacks of Tanimura Hoshino and the two ninja dogs.

There seemed to be no problem, but the quickest to react, Igarashi Dai, had already come to her senses:

"Ibaraki wasn't serious?"

"wrong,"

After refuting Igoya Dai's guess, Yu revealed the answer.

"Ibaraki didn't hold back, but don't forget—"

"This body isn't his!"

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He spoke eloquently amidst the gazes of the crowd, which were filled with doubt, contemplation, or admiration.

“Unlike the other demons, Ibaraki, as the ‘Demon of Rashomon,’ not only possesses power, but his mind is also brought out.”

"But his body wasn't taken out: the Metropolitan Police Department has determined that his current body belongs to a man named 'Kafka.' So—"

"Therefore, he cannot unleash his full power!"

Hua Kaiyuan Youluo suddenly realized.

"That's right,"

Yu nodded, then said affirmatively:
"If I'm not mistaken, his body is nearing its limit."

The boss is critically injured, hurry up!
So that’s it—

Everyone's eyes fell on the screen, and fighting spirit resurfaced.

Three out of ten Ibaraki is so invincible that there is no choice but to run away.

But if his body can't withstand it first, doesn't that mean he can't fight back?
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Cough cough,"

He stood up unsteadily.
Hoshino Tanimura wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and glanced around.

Mocha, a Shiba Inu, was lying in a pool of blood. Mai, a military dog, was still trying to get up, but with one leg already broken and the other broken, he couldn't even stand.

Sorry, Mocha and Mai.

After spending a long time with these two demon dogs, Hoshino Tanimura gradually came to regard them as partners and family.

"Why, is that not enough?"

Facing Ibaraki's displeased expression, Tanimura Hoshino, who was struggling to stand firm, smiled helplessly.

"I'm truly sorry that I couldn't satisfy Lord Ibaraki's desires."

She had tried her best, but all she could do was make the great demon 'Ibaraki's' armor even more tattered: it did not diminish the opponent's aura, but instead added a touch of iron-blooded domineering power.

"Disappointing,"

Just as Ibaraki raised his hand to send the opponent on their way:
"Wow—"

A sharp, long cry came from the sky, followed by a series of invisible wind blades slashing down.

Wind Release: Sky-Slicing Wave

Boom boom boom! !

The magnificent eagle carrying the rich second-generation heir flapped its wings incessantly, unleashing a barrage of vacuum slashes powerful enough to slice through concrete and steel. Of course, no one expected such attacks to harm the great demon 'Ibaraki'.

However, the dust raised by the strikes provides excellent cover.

"Mrs. Tanimura, leave this to us!"

Besides the giant eagle that launched the attack, there were several dark giant birds circling around, as well as men and women jumping down from the birds.

The man is a middle-aged man who exudes the aura of a corporate slave but is actually a teacher; the girl is youthful and lively, a real active high school girl: Satoru Sakuma and Aki Aioi.

"You go get treatment first,"

Sakuma Satoru landed with his fists clenched, while Aioi Aki wrapped her arms around his neck and lay on his back.

At first glance, it seems like a pairing of 'Saint Brother Pressing Brother'.

But actually, this isn't a joke; it's more like:

"Go for it, teacher!"

You are my hero, my king—

As the girl behind him continuously poured 'demon power' into him, the middle-aged teacher's short hair stood on end, his muscles suddenly swelled, his veins bulged, and his shirt ripped open.

In the blink of an eye, the aura of a corporate slave vanished, transforming into a refined beast in a tie and trench coat!
"Ahhhh!"

With a roar, Sakuma Satoru, whose body was filled with 'demon power', pushed off with his feet and, amidst the explosion of the earth, transformed into a straight afterimage as he charged toward 'Ibaraki'.

"To think that 'Flying Demon' would willingly give away its demonic power!"

Is this what human 'love' is?

Ibaraki grinned as he faced the duo rushing towards him with white shockwaves.

"Hahaha~~"

"My bond with Shuten-dōji is no less than yours!"

Having said that, the great demon 'Ibaraki' stopped talking and punched the charging duo.

boom-----

Fists collided, and shockwaves spread outwards!
With his muscles bulging, Sakuma Satoru didn't back down an inch, lowering his stance and forcefully withstanding Ibaraki's fist.

Just as the Onmyoji 'Yu-kun' said, this body controlled by 'Ibaraki' is not as powerful as imagined.

Tear

But the opponent's aggressive 'purple demonic power' swept over like a raging torrent!

Although Sakuma Satoru did not move an inch, his trouser leg ripped open, and blood droplets splattered outwards from his right arm where he had thrown a punch, instantly staining the ground beneath his feet bright red.

"Mutual support and learning"

"Saku-sensei,"

"Are you alright?" X2
Concerned voices rang out simultaneously, and the two who had 'joined forces' both immediately asked each other questions.

"I'm fine, teacher."

Every day, Aioi Aki absorbs a large amount of the 'essence blood' of slaughterhouse animals until she can no longer hold on; she swallows a mouthful of blood and continues to inject 'demon power' into the man carrying her.

"Please focus on the battle."

"Alright, leave the battle to me!"

???

Ibaraki, who was force-fed a mouthful of "dog food" (a slang term for public displays of affection), couldn't help but show a speechless expression.

Damn it, we've really been looked down upon!
"sharp,"

In the command center of the military base, Director Zhu Ya couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Indeed, one should not underestimate the heroes of the world: they originally thought that 'Sakuma Satoru' was just lucky, but now it seems that others also have a will as firm as steel.

Being continuously injected with demonic power exceeding one's own limits is no easy task: this can be seen from the middle-aged man's ferocious expression. However, he not only withstood it but also managed to exchange blows with 'Ibaraki' using this violent demonic power!
This earned him the utmost respect from many Metropolitan Police Department officials who secretly envied, were jealous of, and looked down on Sakuma Satoru.

If it were them going up there, they'd probably be down in a second.

but--

"The teacher-high school student combination won't last long, prepare for the next group."

Yu spoke calmly, for he was the one with the most precise control over the battle: because he was the one controlling the 'Ibaraki' who was currently fighting!
As expected, thanks to the burst of chakra from the two of them, the middle-aged teacher carrying the high school girl was able to briefly exchange blows with Ibaraki.

But it was only 'brief': after a few dozen seconds, their momentum plummeted instantly.

"Hahaha, your bond is nothing more than this!"

With his five fingers spread wide like razors, Ibaraki suddenly swung his claw at his opponent: the opponent was already at his last gasp and absolutely could not withstand this move.

Pfft

As expected, amidst the splattering blood, the two were cut in half at the waist!
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next moment,
The middle-aged teacher and the female high school student, who were cut in half at the waist, turned into tattered paper figures that drifted down.

"The 'substitute paper doll' of Onmyoji?"

Ibaraki frowned, as if recalling some unpleasant experience.

"It's just a temporary reprieve."

With a quick glance, 'Ibaraki' locked onto the middle-aged man with blood gushing from his arms and the panicked girl not far away.

"Your opponent is us!"

Before he could give chase, several more figures jumped down from the sky.

The severely injured Sakuma Satoru was immediately dragged onto a giant black bird by Aioi Aki and soared into the sky, leaving the battlefield.

The substitute paper doll is the paper doll version of the substitute technique.

The Substitution Jutsu was a god-tier technique in the early stages of the Naruto world, with many classic counter-attack tactics relying on it. Unfortunately, in the later stages, everyone seemed to have forgotten about this ninjutsu, opting instead for direct confrontation. This is except for certain special Substitution Jutsu, such as the "Snake Style Substitution Jutsu" which can refresh status effects.

Using the Substitute Technique doesn't necessarily require a wooden stake: Bai once used the Snow Rabbit to use the Substitute Technique to dodge the darts that the Crown Prince threw randomly based on his intuition.

A normal ninja could perform this on their own, but the male-female duo who dodged the fatal attack relied on:

"It's a big loss,"

In the command room, Igarashi Dai, who was distributing the 'substitute paper dolls,' had a sour face.

These 'substitute paper figures' were her and her brother's life-saving tools, but they were being wasted here; although she knew the principle of mutual dependence, she still couldn't help feeling some resentment.

"Hurry up!"

Soon, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside.

Sakuma Satoru, whose arms were almost severed, was carried in. Class representative Nao stepped forward and, with the help of the fox 'Orikasa', stabilized his injuries. Not long after, more people were carried in.

The one being carried in this time was Iori Kazuka, one of her arms was twisted, and the other arm was placed next to her.

"Thank you for your help again,"

Facing the bowing Director Zhu Ya,

Class monitor Nao didn't know what to say and continued the treatment.

"How are you feeling?"

After the treatment was completed, Director Zhu Ya asked her capable assistant, who was lying on the stretcher, about the treatment.

"That legendary great demon."

"That's terrible,"

Lying on a blood-soaked stretcher, Iori Kazuka pouted.

"I felt like he wasn't even looking at me properly."

"Next group!"

"Please help me with this treatment."

Extraordinary beings kept leaving in a hurry, while injured extraordinary personnel were constantly being carried back:

Thanks to the 'substitute paper dolls', there weren't many deaths, but almost all of them were seriously injured.

As the number of remaining extraordinary beings dwindled, Director Zhu Ya's gaze swept across the crowd:
"Kawai Mai, go and take care of Ibaraki."

"Hey?!"

In the corner, a young policewoman with bobbed hair, trying to remain inconspicuous, pointed at herself.

"Me, me, fight Ibaraki?"

real or fake?

but--

A quick glance revealed that the entire command room was filled with injured superhumans lying down, with only Yu's family, the Igarashi siblings, and Director Takeya remaining standing.

How could this be?
So it's my turn to fight Ibaraki now?!
(End of this chapter)

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