I, Wang Ha, the Three Red Unparalleled Assassin

The already formidable power of Tsukiyo Mikoto began to surge exponentially with the appearance of the moon, multiplying several times in the blink of an eye.

"The authority of the gods? To define my state as a full moon to weaken me, and to define my own state as a moonless state to strengthen me, what a shameless way to play."

"However, it's more accurate to say it's sealed rather than diminished. The power still exists within me, but I can't unleash it at full strength."

The old man of the mountain silently sensed his current state and compared it with the immense divine power and fluctuations of the moonlit night, thus gaining a general understanding of the current level of combat power in the world.

The Mountain Elder, who was granted the corresponding spiritual status by the central authority of the Little Garden, is a transcendent being who can rightfully stand in the three-digit 'omnipotent' realm. Even now, after leaving the Little Garden and coming here, where he is restricted by the world's consciousness, he still possesses four-digit power.

As for Tsukiyo-no-Mikoto, who is only a god in this world, he can only reach the level of five digits at most. Perhaps he can be promoted to four digits after he goes to the Little Garden, but since he cannot represent the concept of the moon on his own, he will definitely not reach three digits.

Although I have indeed become weaker, it is still no problem to defeat this unknown god who suddenly appeared in front of me. At worst, I can just use 'The End of All Things is Death' to take him down in one fell swoop.

"You sinner who has offended the Moon Capital, I will surely slay you here today!!!"

Accompanied by the extremely bright moonlight, the Moonlit Venerable roared with earth-shattering fury, his divine eyes turning slightly red with rage.

The arrival of the Old Man of the Mountain caused far too much damage to the Lunar Capital.

Although no large-scale battles broke out and caused any damage to the Lunar Capital itself, a large majority of the already small number of Lunar People suddenly went to the Underworld.

This caused Moonlit Venerable, the leader of the Moon Capital, immense heartache and anger. He wished he could tear the culprit who caused this tragedy to pieces to quell his rage.

Seeing that Tsukiyo Mikoto had already clashed with the Mountain Elder, Yagokoro Eirin used her self-made medicine to cast a spell to control and block the death aura, preventing more Moon People from being contaminated by this undoubtedly deadly poison.

A surge of silvery-white divine power erupted, and seven or eight pillars of moonlight pierced the heavens and earth, crashing down upon the old man of the mountain, only to be instantly killed by the greatsword he casually swung.

The mighty pillar of light shattered and dissolved in an instant, without causing the slightest ripple, as if it had never existed in the first place.

Seeing that his spell was ineffective, Tsukiyo no Mikoto drew his sword and stabbed at the Mountain Elder. He descended from the sky like a comet with a long white tail, and the resulting gale blew everything on the surrounding streets away.

Because the Dragon Scale Shield has not yet been completed, the Old Man of the Mountain had to abandon his previous defensive and counter-attacking combat strategy and instead focus on proactive attacks.

After all, the shield's existence was less for defense and more for the old man of the mountain to use as a means to give his opponent a little more time to live, so that he wouldn't be killed after just a few sword strikes.

When swords clash, death is imminent and can occur again.

The weapon in Tsukiyo no Mikoto's hand, which was not a famous divine sword to begin with, snapped in two, while the greatsword in Yama no Okina's hand continued its momentum as it slashed toward Tsukiyo no Mikoto's neck.

"Hand over the head!!!"

The moonlit night was terrified and quickly retreated, but the old man of the mountain pressed on relentlessly.

Although the destiny of Tsukiyo no Mikoto has not yet arrived, even if a god is killed, he can be reborn as long as the faith has not completely disappeared.

So, adhering to the principle of "if you don't cut, you're a fool; if you don't kill, you're a fool," the old man of the mountain showed no mercy and instead slashed at the side of the neck of the moonlit venerable.

Hiding in the distance, Watatsuki Toyohime watched as even the strongest man in the Moon Capital, Tsukiyo Mikoto, couldn't withstand more than a few moves from the Mountain Elder, and an indescribable despair welled up in her heart.

"Who exactly is he? Could there really be such a terrifyingly powerful figure on earth? Even if Teacher Eirin were to join the battle, it would be difficult for him to win."

Just as Tsukiyo Mikoto was about to be beheaded, Watatsuki Toyohime, in a moment of desperation, waved her hand and used her ability to send the Mountain Elder out of the Moon Capital, casually tossing him onto Earth.

However, Watatsuki Yorihime was still a step too slow, and Tsukiyo Mikoto's head had already been cut in half by the Death Announcement Sword.

Although even with the regenerative abilities of a god, such a horrific injury could be healed quickly, the deathly aura on the Deathly Sword is specifically designed to counteract all self-regenerative and restorative abilities.

This forced Tsukiyo Mikoto to hold his head with his hand to prevent it from rolling off his neck.

Meanwhile, the old man of the mountain, who was carelessly thrown to Earth by Watatsuki Toyohime, crashed from mid-air into a place full of sunflowers, still carrying the deathly flames.

In an instant, the sunflowers that were growing vigorously withered and died in large numbers under the influence of the deathly aura.

Before the old man of the mountain could figure out what was happening, a green magic cannon, as thick as a water vat, swept across the entire sunflower field and hurtled towards them.

Chapter Ninety: The Lord of Flowers in All Seasons

Legend has it that in the borderlands of the Eastern Kingdom, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the human world, there is a sunflower field that is considered an absolute forbidden zone by both humans and demons.

There, the sunflowers in the fields were over a meter tall, with lush foliage, each one looking up at the sun, thriving and full of life.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the sea of ​​sunflowers swayed from side to side, creating waves. The sea of ​​flowers made a 'swish' sound as it surged and rolled, which was simply a wonderful sight.

The reason this place, which is like a fairyland, is feared as a demon's lair is because a very scary monster lives deep in this flower field.

The great monster, known as the Flower Tyrant, has killed anyone or any monster who dared to trespass into the sunflower field on more than one occasion, and buried their bodies under the sunflowers as fertilizer.

Such heinous acts naturally aroused panic among humans and fear among monsters.

Humans have gathered samurai and yin-yang masters to try to attack the sunflower field in an attempt to defeat the terrifying great yokai, but these brave and fearless heroes have all gone and never returned.

Gradually, both humans and monsters chose to stay away from this flower field, no longer stubbornly going to deliver plump, white fresh flowers and fertilizer to it.

The weather is still great today, with bright sunshine and a clear, cloudless sky.

Holding a parasol, Yuuka Kazami wandered alone along the long, desolate path in the sunflower field, her gaze fixed on the blooming sunflowers, as she, like always, surveyed her territory as the ruler of this place.

It was still summer, and the sunflowers were thriving under the sunshine and rain, which made Yuuka Kazami feel unusually cheerful.

As the 'Queen of Flowers in All Seasons', Yuuka Kazami lives surrounded by flowers all year round and has a great fondness for seasonal blooms.

Spring flowers bloom in spring, summer flowers in summer, autumn flowers in autumn, and even in winter there are a few winter flowers.

"You seem to be in good spirits today. Is it because it rained this morning?"

Kazami Yuuka stopped in front of a giant sunflower that was at least 1.8 meters tall and said, while reaching out to touch its long, emerald green stem.

The sunflower she was stroking swayed back and forth a couple of times, its large leaves trembling slightly, as if responding to Yuuka Kazami.

Then, her gaze shifted to the side, landing on another sunflower that looked somewhat wilted not far away.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

As she spoke, Yuuka Kazami extended her finger and sent a wisp of green demonic energy into the sunflower.

The next moment, the sunflowers, which had been somewhat wilted, straightened up again and looked up at the sun like their companions.

"So it was bugs causing the trouble. But it's nothing serious; we can just kill them with our demonic power." (Please forgive me for thinking of flower-eating insects while I was writing this; my apologies.)

Kazami Yuuka murmured to herself, tilting the parasol on her shoulder back slightly as she looked up at the azure sky.

The blue sky, untouched by industrial pollution, was as clear as a mirror. The slightly glaring sunlight made Yuuka squint and take a deep breath, seemingly enjoying the feeling of basking in the sun.

Although her peaceful life is wonderful, Yuuka Kazami is getting a little tired of it.

It's been a long time since any ungrateful fertilizer has been delivered to her door for free, and just as long as no old friends with enough strength to give her a good fight have come to visit.

This made Kazami Yuuka, who had once been wildly challenging strong opponents and earning the title of "Tyrant of Flowers," gradually unable to suppress the fighting desire that had been accumulating in her heart for a long time.

"Does this really mean we have to leave the flower field for a while and go outside? I feel a little uneasy about it."

Just as Kazami Yuuka was struggling with her choice, a force that she found extremely annoying suddenly appeared in the sky, drawing her attention instantly.

A hazy, unidentified mist enveloped a small flower field. Before Yuuka Kazami could react, she sensed that all the sunflowers within that area had died in the blink of an eye.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, her hand tightened, squeezing the umbrella so hard it made a 'crackling' sound. An indescribable savagery flashed in Kazami Yuuka's scarlet eyes, and an overwhelming, powerful demonic energy condensed into a huge green sphere of light at the tip of the umbrella.

"No matter who you are, today I'm going to turn you into fertilizer!!!"

Enraged, Kazami Yuuka raised her hand and fired a magic cannon with 50% of its power at the intruder who had destroyed the flower field. The old man of the mountain, who had just landed, was hit squarely by the magic cannon.

"Well···"

After a very brief cry of pain, the magic cannon that had struck the Mountain Elder's face gradually dissipated, revealing a pale white skull mask that was much cleaner than before and had also been polished.

Seeing that the first magic cannon shot had no effect, Kazami Yuuka was stunned for a moment, then burst into wild laughter, her violent aura rising to another level.

"Now that's more like it! It's rare to have someone come as a guest, so you can't die too quickly!!"

The massive amount of demonic power stirred up an energy tide. Kazami Yuuka, who was essentially the embodiment of nature, had endless demonic power to squander at will. The bright sphere of light, which had compressed the demonic power, reappeared at the tip of the parasol.

The second and third magic cannon shots followed in quick succession, each carrying 70% and 100% of Kazami Yuuka's power respectively. (Kazami Yuuka, use Solar Beam!)

But what happened next made Kazami Yuuka's pupils shrink, her fighting spirit soaring even higher while a sense of vigilance and caution rising in her heart.

The jet-black greatsword flashed, unleashing more than a dozen crisscrossing sword energies that tore the two light cannons into countless fragments as easily as slicing butter.

Having already suppressed his deathly aura, the Mountain Elder appeared in front of Kazami Yuuka in a flash, while Kazami Yuuka, who had been preparing for a long time, threw a punch at the Mountain Elder's armor.

The old man of the mountain, wielding a greatsword, looked down silently at Yuuka Kazami, his skull mask's eye sockets burning with raging ghostly flames, his body remaining completely still.

"Tsk, it seems this fertilizer is a bit difficult to handle, and it's not even suitable to be used as fertilizer."

Kazami Yuuka leaped back a few steps, her body surging with emerald green demonic energy, using magic to further enhance the toughness of her physical body.

Looking at Yuuka Kazami's scarlet eyes, which gleamed with intense fighting spirit, and the immense power surging within them, the old man of the mountain sighed inwardly.

"Another troublesome guy like Scáthach. Before you've even fought him, you can't reason with him at all..."

Chapter Ninety-One: The Old Man of the Mountain

"Um... I, what is this...?"

When Yuuka Kazami, lying in the sunflower field, opened her eyes and woke up, she was greeted by the familiar azure sky.

The bewildered girl sat up and looked around at the mess. Her broken memories were finally reconnected, and she recalled everything that happened before she was knocked unconscious by a sword.

The battle broke out suddenly and ended just as quickly; all the exchanges seemed slow, but in reality, they all happened in the blink of an eye.

"Hahahaha-!"

Feeling the formidable strength of the Mountain Elder, Kazami Yuuka's long-accumulated desire for battle and destruction erupted. After greatly enhancing her body with her demonic power, she swung her parasol at the Mountain Elder.

At this moment, the old man of the mountain seemed to have figured something out, and with a single stroke of his sword, he cut through the parasol that Kazami Yuuka had been using for who knows how long.

"Come on! Let's fight to the death!!"

After casually tossing away the useless umbrella handle, Kazami Yuuka took a few steps forward and closed in, her fair fist, brimming with immense force, slamming into the old man of the mountain like a high-speed train with its brakes failing.

"Ugh..."

The old man of the mountain feigned a soft cry of pain, exuding an intimidating aura.

The surging force only pushed the old man of the mountain back a few meters before he stomped his foot on the ground and stopped the momentum. His left fist, enveloped in a dense aura of death, struck at the approaching Kazami Yuuka.

With keen senses, Kazami Yuuka perceived the hidden danger (immediate death) in the seemingly simple straight punch of the Mountain Elder. She immediately steadied herself with her front foot, twisted her waist, and launched a spinning kick with her back leg, sweeping it horizontally towards the Mountain Elder's side.

Due to the height difference, Kazami Yuuka lowered her body as she twisted her body and raised her leg, just in time to avoid the mountain old man's fist. Her slender leg struck the opponent's horizontal sword, producing a dull thud.

The forces of life and death, destined to be mortal enemies, intertwined and collided, devouring and corrupting each other, resulting in a stalemate for a time.

As Kazami Yuuka landed, she was about to sidestep and bump into him when a burst of ghostly fire flashed, and the tall, imposing figure of the Mountain Elder suddenly vanished before her eyes.