They traveled through time at the same time, but the villainous scientist

Chapter 288 Dagon and the Well Field Dragon

When Masaki Keigo arrived at Sukuna Mountain, the GUTS team, in cooperation with local police, had already set up a cordon.

As he stepped out of the car, he immediately noticed a situation, or rather, it was hard not to notice it.

The mountainside of Mount Sukana is pierced by a huge, smooth, almost perfect cavity from the middle up.

It wasn't a rough gap formed by an explosion or collapse; it looked more like a piece had been scooped out from inside the mountain with a spoon.

"Dr. Masaki, you've finally arrived."

Captain Megumi came forward, her face showing a hint of seriousness.

The timing was clearly abnormal, and there was even a suspicion of a dark giant appearing, so she couldn't afford to take it lightly.

"Wow, this is truly... spectacular..."

Masaki Keigo nodded, somewhat moved.

"It's more than spectacular; it's something no known weapon on Earth could have caused."

Horii added that he had absolutely no idea what had happened.

Just then, a local police officer was introduced. He was an older man with a mixture of awe and fear in his eyes.

“We have a legend that a demon called ‘Suna Ghost’ is sealed in the Suna Mountain since ancient times.”

"Legend has it that long ago, there was a powerful samurai named Iida Iryu who severed the demon's arms and sealed it in the mountains with his sword..."

The veteran police officer's voice trembled slightly.

Megumi Kijima listened intently; as the commander of the TPC, she had dealt with far too many events that science could not explain.

"Just as the inhabitants of Mount Kirimon worshipped Gakuma as a mountain god, ancient humans, unable to comprehend the existence of supernatural beings, mythologized and demonized them."

This legend likely points to some real, existing creature.

Masaki Keigo picked up the conversation and added.

Daigo nodded. He had seen it in his ancestors' memories; powerful swordsmen could indeed defeat monsters.

"Victory Team, cooperate with local police forces to completely cordon off the area. Teams One and Two, prepare to enter the mountains for search, be careful."

"New City Team Member, you will be on standby in the nearby airspace in Unit 1, ready to respond to any emergencies."

Izayoi immediately made a decision and gave orders to everyone.

"learn!"

……

Masaki Keigo did not follow the main group into the mountains.

He retreated to the makeshift command vehicle and sat down in front of rows of flashing screens.

For him, trekking through the complex mountain forests on foot was too inefficient.

He deployed several small, high-precision drones to conduct the search from the air.

However, just as he was reviewing the aerial data...

A dull thud and the sound of a body falling to the ground came from outside the command vehicle.

Masaki Keigo got out of the car to check, and to his surprise, the person who came was someone he never expected.

He was tall and strong, with muscles sculpted like rock, and wore armor that exuded primal power.

It was the Dark Giant, Darram.

Upon seeing Masaki Keigo appear, Darram's eyes burned with desire.

He didn't say anything, but instead threw something he had been carrying on his shoulder at Masaki Keigo.

"This is……"

Masaki Keigo instinctively reached out and caught the thing Darram threw at him.

Upon opening it, I was surprised to find an antique samurai sword. The scabbard was covered with the marks of time, but its former fineness was still evident.

"I want to fight that samurai inside, but that guy lacks a body that can fight me."

So I'd like to ask you for a small favor.

Darram smiled and replied.

warrior? Ida Iryu?
Masaki Keigo understood the other party's intention, and he tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

Then, a semi-transparent phantom dressed in ancient samurai attire emerged from the blade.

"Sir, please lend me a hand!"

The samurai's phantom bowed deeply to Masaki Keigo, his voice carrying an ancient tone.

"A dark being named Darram absorbed the power of Sukuna and took me from the seal,"

The samurai's phantom explained the situation, his tone devoid of resentment, containing only the regret of a warrior.

"He longs to fight me, but I am only a soul and cannot fight back."

"That's right! What I seek is not destruction, not conquest, but pure, exhilarating power! A true opponent!"

Upon hearing Jing Tianjinglong's words, Daram burst into hearty laughter.

He opened his arms as if to embrace the whole world.

A surge of dark power erupted from his body, engulfing the surrounding air.

His body rapidly expanded and grew taller in the darkness, and in an instant, a crimson giant over fifty meters tall stood at the foot of Mount Sukuna.

"A gigantic unidentified life form has been discovered! It's a Dark Giant!"

Xincheng was startled by the sudden appearance of Darram and reported the situation via the communication channel.

The next second, the passionate pilot had already made his judgment.

"I don't care what kind of giant you are, you're not allowed to run wild here!"

Shinjo, in high spirits, directly controlled Unit-01 to launch the first attack.

With a swift punch, the wind howled as it aimed straight for Darram's face.

However, Darram simply turned slightly to the side and easily dodged the powerful blow.

His combat experience far surpassed Shinjo's, and his sharp eyes immediately saw through the fact that although Unit-01 had thick armor, the joints were relatively weakly protected in order to ensure flexibility.

boom!
Instead of retreating, Darram advanced, delivering a swift elbow strike that landed precisely on Unit-01's shoulder joint. The immense impact caused the mecha to stagger, leaving Shinjo dizzy and disoriented inside the cockpit.

In the following rounds, the battle became completely one-sided.

Darram's attacks consistently landed on the mech's most vulnerable spots. In contrast, Newtown's attacks rarely hit their mark.

"Damn it! This guy!"

Shinjo felt a little irritated because he realized it was due to a gap in combat experience.

His anxiety made his attacks increasingly chaotic, revealing more and more openings in his defense.

Inside the command vehicle, Masaki Keigo quietly observed everything.

He glanced at the katana he gripped tightly in his hand, then at the samurai spirit bowing and pleading before him.

"I agree with your proposal."

"Thank you, Your Excellency!"

The phantom of Ida Iryu bowed deeply once more, then transformed into a stream of light and merged into the samurai sword in Masaki Keigo's hand.

Masaki Keigo raised the transformation device.

Amidst the dazzling light, the silver-purple giant—Impat—appeared on the battlefield.

But this time, everyone noticed something was different.

Having just completed his transformation, Impat exuded an aura unlike any he had ever shown before.

He slightly adjusted his stance, bending his knees slightly and lowering his center of gravity, creating a perfect starting stance for an Iaijutsu.

Iida Iryu's memories and his honed combat experience surged into Masaki Keigo's consciousness like a rushing river.

Then Impat extended his right hand, his palm shimmering with light.

The surging light energy gathered, compressed, and shaped in his hands, eventually transforming into a katana of light.

"This is... a samurai?!"

Inside the cockpit of Unit-01, Shinjo, who had been kicked away by Darramb, stared dumbfounded at the giant standing there with a sword in his hand.

The feeling he got from Impat at this moment was completely different from before. The sharp aura that rushed towards him even made him feel a stinging sensation on his skin.

On the battlefield, the gigantic Darram stopped its rampage against Unit-01.

He turned around, his huge eyes fixed on Impat, who was holding a knife, his fanaticism reaching its peak.

"Hahaha! That's it! That's the feeling!"

"Come on! Let me see your sword!"

The battle is about to break out.

This is a duel between warriors and samurai.

Darram charged ahead, each step shaking the earth, his massive fists whistling through the air like a meteorite crashing down on Impet.

However, in the face of this devastating punch, Impat vanished from the spot.

[Shrinking the land].

Iida Iryu's footwork was perfectly reproduced on the giant's body.

In the next instant, Impat appeared beside Darram, his light katana drawing a beautiful yet deadly arc, like moonlight flowing, silently slashing towards Darram's ribs.

Darram reacted extremely quickly, slashing down with a backhand chop that clashed violently with the Blade of Light.

Clang!
The deafening clang of metal echoed through the valley, and the resulting shockwave snapped many trees in the surrounding area.

When his attack missed, Impat used the momentum to retreat, his movements graceful and agile, a stark contrast to Darram's wide-open fighting style.

Darram is a raging ocean, each strike unleashing towering waves.

Impaler, on the other hand, is like a small boat on the crest of a wave, always able to avoid the sharpest attacks at the most dangerous moments with the least cost, and deliver a fatal counterattack from the most unbelievable angle.

The battle intensified. Darram's attacks grew faster and fiercer, dark energy coiling around his fists and feet, each strike carrying a destructive aura.

Impat remained calm throughout, his eyes showing no emotion, only precise prediction of every move the enemy made.

The so-called Kendo emphasizes the unity of "mind, skill, and body".

At this moment, with the help of Impat's powerful physique and energy, he brought his martial arts to an unprecedented extreme.

The sword of light danced in the air, sometimes like a storm, sometimes dense and continuous, forcing Darram to retreat repeatedly.

Sometimes it moves like a gazelle's horns, leaving no trace, but leaving wounds on Darram's body.

"Happy! So happy!"

Far from being afraid of his injury, Darram became even more excited, his desire to fight burning to its peak.

But at this moment, Ida Iryu's offensive shifted from movement to stillness.

Impat stopped abruptly, gripping the knife with both hands and raising it high above his head.

A massive amount of light energy converged wildly towards the Blade of Light, making the blade dazzling and resembling a miniature sun.

A resolute aura, as if severing destiny, enveloped the entire battlefield.

This is the ultimate secret that allows him to fight against demons and gods while still human... [Ichi no Tachi].

During this attack, Darram felt an unprecedented threat, but he still wore a smile on his face.

Instead of dodging, he concentrated all the dark energy in his body into his fists, preparing to take the blow head-on.

There were no unnecessary movements, no hesitation whatsoever.

Impat moved.

The katana of light slashed down.

Time seemed to be stretched at this moment.

That pure strike, imbued with the samurai's lifelong conviction, tore through space and cleaved through the darkness.

Darram's fists, thin as cicada wings, shattered instantly before this blade.

The blade sliced ​​through his body with unstoppable force.

There was a moment of silence.

"A fine... fine sword..."

The fanatical expression on Darram's face froze.

He looked down at his chest and saw a thin line of light extending from his right shoulder to his left abdomen.

Then, a destructive burst of light energy erupted from within, completely disintegrating him into countless light particles that dissipated in the wind...

(End of this chapter)