In this crossover anime, I fight against the supernatural in my everyday world.

"Onimaru Kunitsuna."

At the call of the Night Star, the pitch-black Onimaru Kunitsuna appeared in mid-air and offered the hilt of his sword to him.

Although Onimaru Kunitsuna can transform into human form, she has a very clear understanding of herself.

It is a tool that the master can use at will.

Furthermore, compared to fighting separately, Onimaru Kunitsuna preferred the feeling of being controlled and used by Yosei.

The rougher the movements, the more pleasure she felt.

"Go back."

Upon hearing Ye Xing's order, the golden goat-headed man dared not utter a word and obediently retreated to the side.

After those divine messengers appeared, He realized that this was a battle in which He was completely unable to participate with His own strength.

Even as a mere divine messenger, he exuded such a terrifying aura.

If the other party's owner were to appear, what kind of terrifying being would they be?

Even among gods, there are differences.

"Give up resistance."

One of the girls, holding a paper umbrella, walked up to the rain-like humanoid creature. Her face was obscured by the umbrella, and she kept her head down, making it impossible to see her features clearly. She spoke slowly in a melancholic and cold tone.

"Being chosen by her master is her honor. This is the responsibility of a weather maiden to sacrifice her own life to restore the weather to normal."

Seeing that Ye Xing did not reply and just stood there quietly, the divine messenger spoke again.

"Do you think that killing your master will restore the weather to normal? No, the weather has always been like this. It is our master who has been helping humanity maintain the stability of the weather, and all he asks for in return is a few insignificant living sacrifices. Even if you kill your master, you will only become the sinner who caused the weather to go out of control, and so will that girl named Amano Hina..."

"hehe."

Before the divine messenger could finish speaking, Ye Xing interrupted him with a disdainful laugh.

"BYD, are you trying to play moral blackmail with me? Luckily, I don't have any morals."

Immediately afterwards, Yoruichi waved Onimaru Kunitsuna in his hand, raised his head and looked up at the clouds in the sky. His eyes had become almost manic, and he chuckled as he spoke.

"As for the weather getting out of control? The culprits?"

"After I've taken advantage of you bit by bit and completely emptied you out, you'll know what will happen."

At this point, Ye Xing didn't give the divine messenger a chance to speak again. He directly raised Onimaru Kunitsuna in his hand, placed it horizontally in front of him, covered his body with a layer of pitch-black flames, and softly called out his true name of soul.

"All evil will be eradicated, and the eight million will be finished."

The hem of the coat, like a black flame, fluttered in the breeze.

A pure black mask was once again placed over Ye Xing's face.

His eyes were locked on the divine messengers in the distance, his killing intent undisguised.

"You're being manipulated yourself, and you're trying to drag others down with you."

"Do you enjoy moral blackmail?"

"Then I'll send you off with pleasure."

Seeing that the spiritual power of Night Star had suddenly increased after using the ability to materialize the soul, almost solidifying into a tangible form, making the surrounding air seem to freeze, the golden goat-headed creature trembled in fear to the side, completely dumbfounded.

This was the first time He had seen the other party use such power.

The golden goat head felt a strong sense of oppression, as if it came from its own bloodline, like a natural enemy. It was terrified, but also felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, I didn't target the people around the other party like that god who manipulated the weather and demanded human sacrifices, thus truly angering the other party.

otherwise.......

The scene was too cruel; even the golden goat's head couldn't bear to imagine it.

"It seems we still have to fight..."

Just as the leading divine messenger was halfway through his sentence, he saw Ye Xing, who had changed into a "mask" outfit, suddenly disappear.

The next second, she heard a muffled thud beside her.

When they turned around, they saw that the head of another divine messenger had been stomped on the ground by Ye Xing.

The sharp blade of Onimaru Kunitsuna pierced directly through the body of the divine messenger.

"First."

Onimaru Kunitsuna's black blade sliced ​​through the body of the divine messenger, slicing it into pieces. Then, Yoruhoshi slightly parted his lips and swallowed the entire body made of spiritual energy. With a smile, he uttered a terrifying sentence that sent chills down the spines of the remaining divine messengers.

"The sashimi tastes pretty good when eaten raw."

Seeing one of his divine messengers devoured, the weather god, hiding in the clouds, felt a pang of heartache.

It takes Him every hundred years to accumulate enough power to transform a pure human girl with extremely high spiritual talent into His divine messenger.

Choosing the right target is already a difficult task.

In addition, it requires a lot of spiritual energy to cultivate.

This is different from the wisp of golden spiritual energy that was previously consumed by Night Star.

If the divine messenger is devoured, then it's truly gone and cannot be restored.

"boom!!!"

The thunder roared across the sky once more.

Several divine messengers carrying paper umbrellas remained expressionless even after their companion was eaten. They simply raised their hands and pointed them at Ye Xing, their bodies radiating a faint golden spiritual energy.

Several bolts of lightning fell from the clouds, heading towards Ye Xing who was standing there at a speed that was completely imperceptible to the naked eye.

"boom!"

Hina Amano sat on the steps outside the inn, watching the teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll shaped like a sunny day) swaying in the wind, listening to the unusually frequent thunder in the sky and the drifting rain, her eyes filled with deep worry.

Just then, the old woman's voice rang out from behind.

"Little girl, can't you sleep either?"

Hina Amano turned her head and saw the old woman move a chair and sit down next to her, with a kind smile on her face.

She forced a smile and nodded.

"Um...yes, are you one too?"

"I'm getting old, and the slightest noise will wake me up."

The old woman smiled and said something while looking at the unusual weather outside.

"This weather... the weather these past few months has been getting stranger and stranger, really... it's like a god has been offended and is being punished..."

Upon hearing this, Hina Amano pursed her lips, a hint of sadness appearing in her eyes.

As the weather maiden chosen by that god, although she has resolved her inner conflict, she still unconsciously thinks that this is the consequence of her unwillingness to become a living sacrifice when she hears such topics.

"Have you... heard the legend of the Weather Maiden?"

"A weather maiden..."

The old woman seemed to think for a moment before smiling and saying this.

"I never expected that a young person like you would have heard of such an ancient legend."

Amano Hina forced a smile and couldn't help but ask.

"So you think... the chosen weather maiden should... sacrifice herself... for her responsibility?"

"How is that possible?"

"Eh?"

To Hina Amano's surprise, the old woman frowned slightly and waved her hand with a serious expression.

"How could a young person like you have such thoughts? To make an innocent girl sacrifice herself in order to restore normal weather? How can we allow such a thing to happen?"

Amano Hina was stunned and murmured.

"But, if we don't make sacrifices..."

"You little rascal, really."

The old woman took Amano Hina's hand and spoke earnestly.

"Then tell me, what's the essential difference between this kind of behavior and those kidnappers on TV who use the safety of innocent people to make unreasonable demands?"

Before Amano Hina could answer, the old woman continued speaking to herself.

"Since you and your lover are planning to go to Itomori Town, you must have heard of Miyamizu Shrine, right?"

Hina Amano nodded: "Yes, I've heard of it."

"Isn't that right? The deity worshipped at Miyamizu Shrine does ask for some rewards, but he never asks for the life of any shrine maiden. It's just some very simple sacrificial rituals. He uses such conditions to exchange for the protection of the people of Itomori. That's what a true god is. What kind of god asks for human sacrifices? He's just a bad thing."

While the old woman was saying this, Amano Hina's attention was not on her.

Because she saw that as the other person spoke, red threads reappeared in the air and formed a human-shaped pattern, waving its arms and legs.

It's almost like saying...

"Did you hear that? Look at their evaluation. I am the real god."

204 A lavish feast, a divine realm amidst the clouds.

Watching the red threads of the guardian deity of Itomori Town leap and frolic in mid-air, Hina Amano shook her head helplessly and then replied to the old woman.

"What you said... does make a valid point."

"That's how everything in the world is."

The old woman looked very emotional and slowly began to speak.

"The reason why gods are called gods is only because humans define them. If there really is something that uses the weather to threaten human sacrifices, then no matter what it calls itself, it is ultimately just evil."

Hearing the old woman's words, Amano Hina's mood improved somewhat.

But when she saw the strange weather outside, she couldn't help but clench the hem of her clothes, her face showing a very tense and worried expression.

The old woman brought over a steaming cup of tea and handed it to Amano Hina. Noticing her expression, she smiled and spoke.