Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 218 Rakshasa Yama!

The slippery ghost led the way.

Duncan followed slowly behind, accompanied by a little girl of about five or six years old wearing a red kimono and with her hair in a small bun. Nafu was no longer as afraid of Duncan, but she still didn't dare to get too close, for fear of offending this distinguished adult.

Nurarihyon is quite famous in the world of Japanese monsters and can be considered a leader of monsters. He leads the way, and the mountain spirits and monsters that see the group along the way tremble in fear.

"Who is that person?"

"Why do you treat Lord Nurarihyon like a servant?"

As they passed through a grove of trees, a hazy, indistinct female figure appeared. She dared not approach and glanced at it from afar, saying, "I must report to Lord Hongye immediately."

——Sakura Fairy (Sprite) (Two-star silver-gray).

Duncan merely glanced in their direction, and the cherry blossom felt a chill run through her body, trembling uncontrollably. Only after the man withdrew his gaze did she cautiously slip into the woods.

"Its strength is about the same as that of a tree spirit."

"It's not some great demon."

Duncan glanced at it and lost interest. Ordinary tree spirits were roughly equivalent to the hundred-year-old monsters here, while thousand-year-old great monsters were close to the nymphs of Greek mythology, that is, the handmaids of gods.

He was in Avalon, shrouded in mist, and had several tree nymphs serving him. In this context, he would be considered to have the strength of a thousand-year-old demon.

Such entities are generally between three and four stars.

If one has not received sacrificial offerings, they will not have many special abilities, and their ordinary cultivation strength will increase very slowly.

Cultivation is even more difficult for mountain spirits and wild monsters.

"grown ups."

"This way."

Nurarihyon led the way, and soon they entered a rugged mountain path. This should be an ancient site, as traces of hundreds of years ago can be seen. After walking for a while, a torii gate of a shrine appeared ahead. According to Japanese tradition, stepping over the torii gate means entering the territory of the gods.

The sly demon stopped and said, "That sir doesn't like to be disturbed, so I guess I can't go in?"

Duncan remained calm, patted Nafton's head, and said lightly, "It's nothing."

"Since we're here, let's go in together."

Even if it were an incarnation of Amaterasu, Duncan would still have to be given this much respect.

The sly demon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He actually wanted to sneak away, but Duncan didn't give the order, so he didn't dare to leave. Even though this avatar was not as powerful as the great demon, he didn't dare to do anything offensive.

It should be noted that at this time, the Kingdom of Britain was already preparing to conquer India.

To put it bluntly, even the Hindu pantheon would have to submit to Duncan in the real world. In the small land of Fusang, even the highest god of Shintoism would have to address him respectfully as "Your Majesty".

at the same time.

Deep within this secluded shrine, two stunningly beautiful women are playing chess. Behind them serve several equally beautiful maids. One young and pretty maid is dressed as a shrine maiden, while the other, dressed in a long white robe, is like a ghost.

At some unknown moment, this barrier kingdom, which was attached to reality, trembled slightly, and then the silhouette of a giant seemed to be reflected in the distant sky.

"A distinguished guest has arrived."

The beautiful woman playing chess was dressed in gorgeous attire, resembling a deity or an emperor. She wore a long court dress similar to that of the Tang Dynasty, and her long black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin. She appeared to be around thirty years old. Judging from her gorgeous clothes and majestic demeanor, it was easy to think of a peerless empress, Wu Zetian.

"Lord Yama."

The elegant woman in palace attire looked up at the beautiful figure before her and asked, "Would you like to come with me to greet them, or would you like to excuse yourself?"

Sitting opposite her, leisurely sipping tea, was a glamorous woman in a red and white kimono. Her long, jade-like legs were languidly draped over the edge of the chessboard. Her expression seemed to hold a hint of helplessness as she murmured, "Such an important person has come to visit."

"How dare I, a mere Yama, avoid seeing them? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble!"

Upon hearing Enma's words, the beautiful girl beside him, who seemed like a ghost, looked shocked. It was the first time she had ever heard the arrogant Lord Enma address her in such a way.

As for the priestesses serving beside her, needless to say, there is a legend that Queen Himiko was once the human form of Amaterasu.

It is a mythical entity that reflects reality, but without any basis; it is merely a vague and unfounded rumor.

Myths are not necessarily true.

Just like the big guy Duncan saw above him, in other worlds you could call him the Buddha, but here, he is the Awakened One – Shakyamuni.

The two beautiful women stood up to greet the distinguished guests entering the shrine's torii gate.

The woman in palace attire had also changed her clothes, looking somewhat like a deity statue in a shrine, appearing even more dignified and noble.

A faint chime rang out.

After Duncan passed the Nurarihyon and entered the shrine, a group of servants respectfully came to the door to greet him. Among them were Onmyoji and shrine maidens, most of whom were two- or three-star, much stronger than those outside.

Directly in front of him stood a beautiful woman with an air of elegance and nobility, dressed in a magnificent golden kimono. Behind her was a bewitching beauty, whose expression seemed nonchalant, but whose eyes narrowed when her gaze fell upon Duncan.

"His Majesty."

The woman at the head of the group nodded respectfully and said, "Welcome to Japan."

Don't know when.

The higher beings in this world, and the immortals, have heard a meme: 'You won't even call me Your Majesty.'

Although we have never met, we are aware of each other's existence throughout human history.

Behind Duncan, the elusive demon glanced at the alluring woman in red, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat. He bowed respectfully and said, "Lady Himiko!...Lady Enma!..."

Behind the two, the Zashiki-warashi was too frightened to speak; she was completely dumbfounded.

Duncan returned the greeting with a smile, his gaze sweeping over the glamorous woman in red. "You won't even address me..."

As if realizing something, the alluring woman dropped her arrogance, and with a hint of reluctance, said casually, "Your Majesty, I have long admired your name."

—Himiko (Demon) (Golden Skull Mark).

—Yama (Underworld) (Rakshasa Woman) (Bloody Skull Mark)

As Duncan entered the shrine, Queen Himiko raised her hand in an inviting gesture, and soon maids on both sides served him fragrant tea.

He smiled and sat down, glancing at the nonchalant Yama. The woman's alluring figure was half-leaning on the long table, her beautiful face puffing out smoke, holding a pipe in her hand. She was actually a demon like Yanyanluo in disguise.

"Rakshasa woman?" Duncan raised an eyebrow.

According to legend, male Rakshasa are extremely ugly, but females are very beautiful.

The Yama exhaled a puff of smoke and murmured, "Yes, Your Majesty."

From India.

They assimilate very quickly, though.

However, she looks sweet and soft, with a full bust, a slim waist, and long legs, so she's probably a Brahmin.

Duncan didn't stand on ceremony. He raised his hand, and the alluring Yama reluctantly handed him her pipe. Duncan took the pipe and took a puff. It was quite good; the flavor was rich and mellow, with a hint of fragrance and a touch of demonic allure. It had a unique taste.

He exhaled a puff of smoke, his expression becoming relaxed, and said indifferently, "How long have you been in Japan?"

The alluring Yama recalled for a moment and said, "It's been about three hundred years."

"I don't quite remember."

Those were people who arrived in Japan around 500 AD, along with Buddhism when it was introduced. They were considered veterans.

Duncan took another puff of his pipe. You know what, it was pretty good. He asked curiously, "Why don't you compete for the title of one of the Ten Kings of Hell in the East?"

"At that time, the underworld hadn't been established for very long, right?"

The cunning demon huddled in a corner, trembling with fear. He dared not utter a sound, trying his best to remain inconspicuous. Fortunately, this was his special ability.

The alluring Yama sighed, took the smoke from Duncan, took a puff of smoke, and said, "When did the Great Tang Dynasty of the East ever give a little demon like me the right to covet the position of Yama?"

"I have no choice but to come to Japan and find a place overseas to settle down and make a living."

Upon hearing this, Duncan seemed to understand something and sighed softly, "It must have been a difficult journey with all the hardships."

These words immediately stunned the alluring Yama in front of him.

Buddhism originated in India, but it flourished in the East. Going back several hundred years, when the Tang Dynasty monk Xuanzang was still alive, Buddhism spread eastward, and so did all sorts of beings like Yakshas, ​​Rakshasas, and Asuras, which can be described as a life of wandering and displacement.

I've heard that most of the Rakshasa are dead, so the alluring Yama before me is probably here in Japan all alone.

Duncan, unfazed by her nonchalant attitude, continued, "How is the Underworld here?"

The alluring Yama sighed softly, "Your Majesty."

"It's not easy to regulate."

Even in the Eastern Lands, the Underworld is not so easy to govern. It is full of powerful figures. This Rakshasa woman cannot become the Yama of the Eastern Lands, so she can only take root here. Fusang is the concept of the Yellow Springs, which can be regarded as a branch evolution of the Underworld.

Duncan nodded in understanding; with so many mountain spirits and monsters around here, the underworld must be in a mess too.

Queen Himiko watched with elegance and grace. The two of them were like old smokers, taking turns puffing away until even the white jade pipe that Yanyanluo had transformed into seemed to have lost some of its demonic aura.

At this moment, Duncan suddenly said, "I plan to set up a large barrier here."

"Would you two be willing to help?"

He came here on important business, not just to find the Nine-Tailed Fox.

While the nine-tailed fox spirit Daji is a standard feature of tyrannical rulers, is Duncan the kind of person who doesn't do his job properly?
Upon hearing his words, the two beautiful women before him became solemn and slowly said, "We would like to hear the details."

Duncan looked at the slightly weak demonic energy in his hand, took a small puff, and exhaled smoke, saying, "This isn't urgent. It can't be done in a short time."

"I heard a nine-tailed fox has come here?"

Upon hearing this, the alluring Yama immediately perked up and looked up, asking, "Does Your Majesty intend to deal with her?"

"Recently, she has been causing quite a commotion in the underworld."

"They even stole my Three Lives Stone."

It's true what they say, having a favor to ask makes all the difference; even Yama knows to refer to himself as "this humble servant."

Duncan raised an eyebrow and said, "It's not that it's impossible."

"However, was she driven here to Japan?"

The Yama clearly knew more, and said cautiously, "It seems there is such a saying."

Duncan asked curiously, "Who is that person?"

Yama's expression became cautious, and he said softly, "I don't know much about it, but I've heard that his surname is Lü and that he is a great supernatural being."

No need to guess.

Duncan already knows which big shot it is.

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(End of this chapter)