Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

24. Fierce battle, the true form of the mountain god?

"Different, die in pain like an ant."

As the mountain god said this, he grabbed Sakurai who was in mid-air.

Sakurai, who was held in the palm of his hand, did not say anything. He had already anticipated this result when he opened his mouth.

He also knew the outcome.

Even the fox priestess under the command of the Mountain God can control gravity, so there is no reason why the Mountain God should not have this ability.

Rather, he had already prepared himself mentally for this.

He provoked the Mountain God with words in order to test the other party's ability as much as possible before the official battle.

Then find ways to deal with it in countless timelines.

Immortality plus the ability to foresee the future, these are the only reasons why he dares to fight the mountain god alone this time.

Too...

The trump card that will surely lead you to victory.

As Sakurai was thinking, his body was constantly compressed under the influence of gravity, and eventually turned into a ball of blood mist that dripped from the gaps between the fingertips of the mountain god.

Drop by drop, it turned into a pool of blood mist on the ground.

Then it solidified again amidst the strange laughter of the Mountain God.

"It's really unreasonably strong. Is this the level of indescribable power?"

"But... for now it's still within my expectations."

Sakurai whispered expressionlessly, reaching out and grasping the eight-sided silver hammer on the ground that was stained with his own blood and flesh.

"Wild God Fang, start devouring."

"Eat me as fast as you can."

The next moment after Sakurai opened his mouth, the Aragami tooth on his waist lit up with a bright light.

The transparent invisible flame wrapped around his body, and the soul fire licked Sakurai's soul, turning it into firewood.

The blazing flames turned into an invisible cloak, protecting his body from external interference.

In Sakurai's understanding.

If the mountain god's ability to control gravity is his indescribable [authority], then the only thing he can use to counter it is the [Soul Flame] which also comes from the [God].

From Sakurai's perspective, this is how he thinks.

So--

Let's begin, my turn.

"Will it burn for about a minute?"

“There’s no way we can use it all up.”

The gilded eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

Sakurai held the eight-sided silver hammer in both hands and stepped forward.

Come--

war! ! !

Then Sakurai, who had just taken a step, flew out at an even faster speed and hit the pillar in front of the shrine heavily, in the exact same position as the fox priestess not long ago.

His whole body was imprinted on it.

It was with great difficulty that he managed to pull himself down from the pillar.

The sound of bells rang in my ears, accompanied by bursts of hoarse laughter.

Without a doubt...

This is the mountain god mocking Sakurai's arrogance.

To him who has lived for who knows how long, Sakurai who can call himself a "psychic killer" is just a slightly larger ant.

At most, it would just add some fun to His long years.

【Immortality】?

In his long life, he had seen countless people with this ability.

Now...

Those guys are all dead, and even those who are immortal will be destroyed and disappear at a certain moment.

And He has continued to this day.

As an indescribable person, even if He is just a goalkeeper, Sakurai cannot mess with Him.

Regarding this, Lord Mountain God has justifiable [confidence] and [confidence].

Troublesome guy.

Thinking of this, Sakurai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, concentrated and held his breath, then stood up again.

The dislocated bones healed as he stood up, and now he is back to full health.

That is to say...

The one-minute countdown starts again at this moment.

The tentative goal this time is...

At least you have to dodge the opponent's attack.

Countless timelines flashed before his eyes. Sakurai had already read the future timeline and took action based on it.

He took a deep breath, picked up his gun and mounted his horse again, then Sakurai swung the eight-sided silver hammer and rushed forward.

After taking two steps, he took a half step to the right and just avoided the falling arm of the mountain god.

Very good, it’s me as expected.

So...

The next goal is to become familiar with the Mountain God's attack methods within ten lives.

Sakurai thought so as he treated the mountain god as a boss.

Flip, move, wander, slide, and dodge.

Sakurai, holding the eight-sided silver hammer in one hand, was trying to survive in the gap between the mountain god's playful attacks.

In order to be able to adapt to the opponent's attack and counterattack.

Once, twice, three times...

As the number of deaths gradually increased, from being crushed to death at the beginning without even having time to move forward, to being able to dodge the opponent's attacks and get close to the opponent later, in this ring match limited to the top of the mountain, Sakurai has become familiar with the opponent's attack trajectory.

finally...

After being resurrected again, Sakurai successfully arrived in front of the mountain god, took half a step back, and narrowly avoided the mountain god's sharp claws again.

He took a step, stood firmly in place, and raised the eight-sided silver hammer in his hand.

He used his calves to move his waist, and then his arms, raised the silver hammer high, and smashed it hard on His tail.

The golden ears of wheat flew in all directions, and the ugly tail of one of the nine ears was deeply embedded in the ground, along with Sakurai who was smashed to pieces by the opponent's falling arm right after.

The rolling flesh and blood condensed again. Sakurai looked down at the hunting robe that was still intact on his body, nodded secretly with satisfaction, and took several steps back.

"I say, Lord Mountain God..."

"I've played this cat and mouse game with you for a long time. I can say I've passed the level of "One, two, three, freeze."

"Now, could you be a little more serious?"

After snapping his fingers, during what could be called a halftime break, Sakurai casually wiped the sweat from his forehead twice and continued speaking.

"For example, how about showing me your true form?"

"This look may not look good, but it's definitely not your true appearance."

"Your Excellency the indescribable spirit who is wearing the guise of a fox mountain god?"

He had to survive time and again in the gaps between the opponent's attacks, and for this he had to rotate 360 ​​degrees in the air before successfully landing.

Sakurai just avoided the mountain god's sharp claws and swung the hammer to hit him hard on the nail.

Sakurai, who was very satisfied with the effect of his attack and the power of the octagonal silver hammer, raised the hammer in his hand.

He asked the other person softly, with one foot stepping on the other person's broken nail that he had smashed.

25. Can God bleed?

"Alien, you are stupid."

"It's a waste of time to do something that is impossible to accomplish."

"You've wasted your life here in vain."

"Mindless, uninteresting, boring, pointless choice."

Lord Mountain God said this. To Him, Sakurai's behavior was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. He thought he was omnipotent but was actually ignorant.

"Maybe. It's my fault for having such a troublesome assistant."

"As a boss, you must always take on the most basic responsibilities."

Sakurai licked his lips and swallowed the blood from his internal organs that had ruptured due to the blasphemous voice of the mountain god. His eyes sparkled even more.

Those bright eyes were filled with invincibility and determination.

With this awareness and belief——

Sakurai dragged the eight-sided silver hammer to the front of the mountain god again, transferred all his strength to the palm of his hand, and rotated his body two and a half circles with the weight of the hammer.

He took a deep breath, and then—