Becoming a god in a low-key way in the supernatural world

To be honest, when Ishikawa Yasuhiro stammered out the word "evil," Kotegawa was also startled.

Could it be that an evil god is causing trouble lately?

Well, that's somewhat acceptable.

If it's an evil god, it certainly has the ability to turn these paper talismans and shrines into decorations, and perhaps it also has the strange ability to make ghosts appear on city streets...

If it is an evil god, then 99% of the doubts of the past few days will no longer be doubts.

But there's only one thing... Do those high and mighty gods just let an evil god cause trouble like this?

At this moment, Yasuhiro Ishikawa finally uttered the last words, his voice trembling.

"The Eye of Evil Prison? Is it... is it the Eye of Evil Prison?"

Kotegawa, whose gaze was fixed on the two monsters, paused, and subconsciously asked, "What is Evil Prison Eye?"

"Legend has it that it's a gatekeeper ghost in hell, with three pairs of eyes, shaped like an ox or a horse. It's responsible for the coming and going of the souls during the Obon festival..." Ishikawa Yasuhiro muttered, his eyes fixed on the front, "No wonder! No wonder the talismans and shrines aren't working! No wonder so many ghosts have suddenly appeared on the streets..."

He stood there, seemingly possessed, muttering to himself in a daze.

Kotekawa Kami withdrew his gaze and looked thoughtfully at the six-eyed Evil Prison Eye.

Ishikawa probably meant that this gatekeeper ghost might be a true demon from hell, even if it's just a "small fry" guarding the gate, it's still a member of the "pantheon" and should maintain order and stability, standing on the side of humanity... In other words, a minor god?

Kotegawa's eyes held a hint of confusion.

What exactly is the stance of these gods?

Does it favor monsters? Does it favor humans? Or does it look down upon all living beings as insignificant as ants? Or perhaps there are other possibilities?

This problem is too complicated for him to understand.

At this moment, the six eyes of the Evil Prison Eye, whose name had been revealed by Ishikawa Yasuhiro, glowed with a pale golden light. It raised its neck and let out a "moo".

Kotegawa Kami's vision suddenly darkened.

He looked up instinctively.

It was as if a giant iron cage had descended from the sky, covering the entire hotel and its walls. Black "chains" came from all directions, wrapping around everyone.

Kotekawa Kami raised an eyebrow, and he understood why the investigators who came here last night had disappeared without a trace—they had all been wiped out!

The special agents also noticed something was wrong, but they were a little late in realizing it under the cover of night.

Screams erupted one after another, and some people even fired shots in the chaos.

"Calm down! Calm down! Retreat! Retreat into the house!" Ishikawa Yasuhiro roared, while inwardly regretting not bringing his greatsword.

As expected, weapons are better looking!

The group hurriedly hid in the basement, where candles were lit and heavy objects were used to seal the door, all prepared in case of emergency after discussing with Kotegawa.

If you can't resist, run inside immediately. Don't expect to be of any help, just don't stay and make things worse.

Soon, only the two monsters standing in the inn's courtyard remained.

Neither they nor the special agents noticed that a person had already disappeared from the yard the moment the lights went out.

Xie Yu stared with pale golden eyes and spoke in human language: "Chi Wan, I can only help you this one more time! If you don't return, my king will be furious!"

"Alright, thanks a lot this time," Red Demon said in a muffled voice, his nostrils flaring.

It trudged forward with heavy steps, heading to retrieve the spiked club it had just thrown.

But just as it raised its hand, a long sword gleaming with a clear, hazy light pierced through the darkness, heading straight for its single eye!

The red demon roared, instantly closed its eyes, and then raised its hand to block.

"Thud!" The longsword pierced its palm, but was firmly stuck by the bone.

"Roar!" the Red Demon roared in pain, swinging his other hand in a wide arc.

But the longsword had already been sheathed and disappeared into the darkness.

The red demon swung its hand and missed, and the "chains" broke through the wall and embedded themselves deeply in the open ground in front of it.

The evil prisoner, who was controlling the chains from behind, stared with six pale golden eyes, scanning back and forth, and said in a low voice, "A messenger of the gods?"

The Red Demon looked at the deep, bone-revealing wound on its hand, flicked away a string of blood droplets, gripped its massive spiked club in its other hand, and roared at the apartment building, "Come out! Fight me!"

There was no sound all around.

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded from behind it: "I'll grant your wish."

"Watch out!" Xie Yumu's low growl rang out.

The Red Demon swung his spiked club and launched a backflip attack, but not only did he miss, he also nearly injured his own companion.

It looked around, a look of confusion in its single eye.

"Strange, I clearly heard a sound..."

"It's an illusion!" Evil Eye slowly walked to its side, turned around, its six eyes scanning the surroundings, its voice low and deep: "A very powerful illusion!"

"Illusion?" The still-angry Red Demon slammed his spiked club beside him with a "bang," took a deep breath, and spewed out a billowing black mist mixed with sparks.

The golden light in the six eyes of the Evil Prison Eyes intensified.

Inside the inn, Kotegawa Kami gazed thoughtfully at the back of the red demon outside, who was energetically puffing out smoke.

This red demon is different from the one I saw last time; it not only possesses intelligence but can also breathe smoke.

But we weren't wrong; it really has been causing trouble these past few days, though we still don't know why...

He glanced at the other side, where the Evil Prison Eye was also facing away from him, swaying back and forth like a bull's tail, and couldn't help but wonder, if he killed it, wouldn't that be considered... well, killing a god?

He raised the sword in his hand.

But suddenly, Xie Yumu roared, "Behind you!"

The red demon whirled around, grinning widely to reveal a set of ferocious fangs: "Gotcha!"

Kotegawa was slightly surprised; these two yokai were quite clever.

There was a cage outside, so he couldn't escape. The red demon then sprayed smoke to compress the space until there was nowhere to run... Was it really treating him like prey to be captured?

He appeared before the two monsters, looked at them, and grinned: "Welcome to my territory!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

The once pitch-black "world" suddenly "lit up," with the sounds of fierce fighting filling the air. Several corpses were half-buried in the sand and gravel, and the scene was filled with blood-red flying sand.

The two monsters were startled by the sudden change.

The Crimson Demon gripped his spiked club tightly, looking around in shock and rage. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened, and he roared, "Frost Demon! You killed Frost Demon!"

Evil Prison Eyes kicked its hooves restlessly and said in a deep voice, "I sense a suppressing and binding force! Be careful! This is his mental domain! Defeat him as soon as possible!"

Standing in front, watching to see if any cages would descend, Furudekawa Kami was slightly taken aback.

The spiritual realm? This is the first time I've ever heard of such a term.

Unfortunately, it must have made a mistake.

If it's the spiritual realm, how could it possibly contain the corpses of monsters?

He took a step forward, and as if melting into water, he vanished before the two monsters' eyes.

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Becoming a god in a low-key way in the supernatural world

Chapter 117 [Disintegration] Middle Section

Within the realm of impermanence, neither of the two demons showed any sign of panic upon seeing Kotegawa disappear again.

The Red Demon took a deep breath, puffed out his belly, and once again spewed thick smoke from his mouth.

The Evil Prison Eyes surveyed its surroundings and spoke in human language: "Akamaru's breath is highly poisonous. If you don't want to die, dispel the domain—"

Before it could finish speaking, a biting, icy wind suddenly swept around them, and snowflakes began to fall.

The red demon, which was spewing black mist, suddenly stopped. Looking at the vortex of black mist that appeared in front of him and the black ice chunks that were thrown out, its huge single eye was filled with surprise and doubt. It whispered, "Is this really a spiritual realm?"

The evil prisoner remained silent.

What was happening before its eyes was somewhat beyond its comprehension.

"He's not an Onmyoji..." the Red Demon's voice was low: "This isn't the spiritual realm!"

The six eyes of the Evil Prison Eyes gleamed with a pale golden light, and he also whispered, "Since that's the case..."

It let out a low moo, and black chains appeared out of thin air, winding and moving around it and the Red Demon as if they were alive.

"Clang!" The longsword, shrouded in a faint chill, clashed with the iron chain, sparks flying.

The Red Demon suddenly swung his spiked club, smashing a deep crater in the sand.

Kotegawa Kami looked at the intact chains with slight surprise.

What material is it made of?

He thought for a moment and then applied two more layers of force to his hand.

He swung his sword again, slashing and hacking.

With a sharp crack, the iron chain snapped in two.

"Roar!"

The Red Demon swept across with a single blow.

Kotekawa Kami paused, raising his right arm that had been still.

An immense force struck, and Kotegawa was swayed more than two meters to the left!

"He's been tricked!" The six eyes of the Evil Prison Eye flashed, and the severed chains turned into stray arrows, tracing a row along the marks on the ground.

Kotegawa appeared, cleaving the incoming iron chain with a single sword strike, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This evil-eyed creature is quite adept at dealing with Nightmare.

Although it's also possible that his mastery of [Nightmare] is not deep enough.