I created a foundation

Nightmare didn't even have time to let out a scream.

He only felt an irresistible force coming from the center of his body, followed by a dizzying feeling of weightlessness, and... the cold and clear feeling of his body being completely torn apart.

He saw it.

He saw his body being cut into two neatly from the center of his head, along the bridge of his nose, lips, jaw, neck, chest, abdomen... by the terrifying beast claw wrapped in black domineering power.

There is no hindrance at all.

Like a red-hot iron running through solidified grease.

The incision is as smooth as a mirror, and you can clearly see the wriggling organs and blood vessels inside, as well as some indescribable, special tissue structures that belong to "ghosts".

Bright red mixed with dark purple blood gushed out like a flood bursting through a dam, instantly dyeing half of Yukino's body and the wall behind her red.

Nightmare's handsome and elegant face was now split in half, one half retaining the astonishment and disbelief before death, while the other half was distorted by severe pain.

The two broken halves of the body lost all support and collapsed softly in different directions.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The dull sound of landing announced that the previously arrogant Lower Moon Demon seemed to have met his end.

Yukino slowly retracted her claws, which were still in a striking posture.

The black aura of the claws gradually faded, revealing the still-sharp white bone claws beneath. A few drops of dark red ghost blood dripped down the fingertips, forming a small pool of blood on the ground.

Her chest rose and fell slightly as she adjusted her breathing, which had become slightly rapid due to her extreme outburst. Her cold, dark blue eyes calmly gazed at the two pools of blood on the ground, which were steadily expanding. Without a trace of emotion, she stared at the two pools of wreckage on the ground.

It was as if he had just casually swatted an annoying fly to death.

The air in the classroom fell into deathly silence for a moment.

Only the steady and powerful heartbeat of Yukino and the "tick-tick" sound of dripping demon blood echoed in the empty space.

However, the silence did not last long.

A sudden change occurred!

The two halves of the body lying on the ground began to tremble strangely and violently almost at the same time.

The flesh and blood that made up his body seemed to have an independent life, squirming, expanding and contracting madly.

The first thing to change was the mirror-smooth incision.

Countless tiny, earthworm-like granulations sprouted wildly from the edge of the wound like mushrooms after a rain. They twisted and stretched, greedily absorbing the surrounding blood, trying to find each other and reconnect.

In just a few seconds, the horrific wound that was so deep that the bone was visible was covered by a layer of new pink flesh membrane.

Immediately afterwards, more flesh and blood tentacles stretched out from various parts of the body. They were like intelligent vines, entwining and fusing with each other, pulling the two separated halves of the body and forcing them to converge towards the center line.

"Squeak... squeak..."

The sound of bones rubbing and regenerating is chilling.

Nightmare's head, split in two, began to piece itself back together. The broken nose and torn lips healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Two clusters of scarlet flames filled with boundless pain and extreme anger burned simultaneously in his split eyes.

"Just...just a human..."

A hoarse, distorted, intermittent voice was squeezed out with difficulty from his rapidly healing throat. It no longer had any of its previous elegance and composure, only the ferocity and resentment of a beast.

"How dare you...how dare you do this to me!"

As the words fell, his body, which was almost completely connected, shook violently.

An aura that was even colder, more evil, and more violent than before suddenly burst out from him.

The broken flesh and blood grew wildly.

"It's useless! I'm immortal!"

The fully regenerated Nightmare, his face filled with twisted laughter, no longer maintained his previously feigned elegance. His entire body began to melt and expand in a disgusting manner, as if completely merging with the structure of the music classroom.

As the three watched in horror, the walls, floor, and ceiling transformed into wriggling flesh and tissue riddled with dark red veins. The solid concrete and wood seemed to have been given life, or perhaps replaced by another, more primitive, more sinister form of life.

Countless enormous eyes, covered in strange patterns, suddenly opened from within the ever-growing flesh. They were densely packed, filling every corner, and all cast cold, ominous gazes upon Yukino, who stood in the center of the classroom. Deep within the pupils of each eye swirled a dizzyingly complex pattern, emitting a hypnotic wave capable of instantly captivating even the most resolute.

"Blood Vampire Quick Sleep Eye!"

Nightmare's voice, a mixture of triumph and cruelty, seemed to come simultaneously from the walls of flesh and blood on all sides, with a teeth-grinding friction texture.

Facing this all-encompassing, almost territorial mental attack, Yukino simply snorted coldly. Her eyes, still startlingly bright in the darkness, calmly scanned the surroundings, which had transformed into a demonic den.

She knew clearly that against an enemy with near-immortality and rapid regeneration, simple physical attacks, even those steel-tear-tearing claws from before, would be of limited effectiveness. She had to unleash a more radical and destructive force.

She slowly retracted the sharp claws that had been revealed during her beast transformation, and the wild demonic aura emanating from her body subsided. Instead, a purer, more heart-pounding energy began to surge within her.

She gently raised her right hand, and her white fingers seemed to emit a faint glow in the dim light.

"【Thunder Fruit】."

The low declaration is like the last calm before the storm.

"God's sanction!"

The moment the words fell, it was no longer a test, no longer a reservation.

Violent, extremely dazzling blue lightning exploded with Yukino's body as the center!

It wasn't a single bolt of lightning, nor was it a fusion of several bolts. Instead, it was a sea of ​​thunder composed purely of destructive energy. An incredibly thick pillar of lightning, accompanied by a deafening roar, shot up from her raised hand, easily piercing the ever-writhing ceiling of flesh and blood, as if to tear open the barrier that completely isolated this filthy demonic realm from the outside world, opening a gap to divine punishment.

Then, an even more terrifying scene occurred.

The lightning pillar that shot up into the sky was like a scepter of the gods. Countless finer electric snakes spread and branched wildly from the main trunk, turning into an overwhelming lightning net, completely enveloping the entire classroom corroded by flesh and blood in endless destructive lightning.

The moment those disgusting giant eyeballs that covered the walls and floors came into contact with the extremely strong and masculine energy of thunder and lightning, they began to let out shrill, inhuman screams one after another, just like ice and snow scorched by the scorching sun. They then exploded violently, evaporated, and turned into wisps of disgusting burnt green smoke.

The hypnotic waves that they are proud of seem so vulnerable in the face of this pure power of nature.

The air in the classroom was rapidly ionized due to the ravages of high-intensity lightning, and was filled with a strong smell of ozone, mixed with the stench of burning flesh and blood, forming a suffocating smell that was like the abyss of hell.

Hayama, Miura, and Yuigahama were already terrified by the sight of a battle between gods. They huddled tightly in the most secluded corner of the classroom, clinging to each other with all their might, barely managing to avoid fainting from the devastating force of the thunder and the shockwaves. Every rumble of thunder sent their hearts pounding, and every flash of light forced them to close their eyes involuntarily.

They could not see the specific details of the battle, and could only barely infer the cruelty of the battle from the continuous bursts of lightning and the intermittent roars of nightmares mixed with pain and madness.

Yukino was currently bathing in the thunderstorm she had created.

Violent electrical currents coursed through her body, yet they couldn't harm her in the slightest. Her hair moved without a breeze, each strand gleaming with tiny arcs of electricity. Her icy blue eyes shone with an astonishing brilliance, as if two balls of compressed lightning burned within them. She was like the legendary goddess who wielded thunderous punishment, cold and majestic, her every move carrying the aura of destruction.

Under the illumination of lightning, large areas of flesh and blood in the classroom were burnt, carbonized, and peeled off.

However, just as the aftermath of the first wave of "God's Sanction" had not yet completely dissipated, a despairing scene unfolded again.

The flesh destroyed by lightning, the eyeballs burned to charcoal, unexpectedly began to wriggle, multiply, and recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. Beneath the charred flesh, new, bright red tissue rapidly grew. Eyeballs bearing ominous patterns once again "grew" from the walls and floor. Though their aura was slightly weaker than before, their chilling malevolence remained undiminished.

"Hahaha...hahahaha! It's useless! On this train, after I've devoured so many people's dreams, I'm immortal!"

The intermittent laughter of the nightmare, mixed with a hint of pain and more madness, sounded again from all directions.

"Your lightning is indeed powerful, little girl... but how many times can you release it? Ten times? A hundred times? And I can regenerate it infinitely!"

Yukino's brows knitted slightly, almost imperceptibly.

She knew, of course, that while the Thunder Fruit's power was powerful, it also consumed a great deal of physical strength. Especially with a large-scale, high-intensity, indiscriminate attack like the one just now, it was difficult to sustain.

The other party is right.

From the very beginning, this battle was destined to be a difficult war of attrition with no end in sight.

Unless... its true core can be found, or there is some means to completely destroy its "immortality".

Yukino's gaze became even colder and more focused in the rapidly flashing lightning.

The thunder continues.

But this time, Yukino no longer sought instantaneous, comprehensive coverage. She began to consciously control the output of her lightning, condensing it into more concentrated and penetrating lightning spears, precisely firing them at the newly formed eyeballs and the nodes within Nightmare's flesh where energy fluctuations were most intense.

Every time a lightning spear was fired, it was accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood being pierced and burned.

The battle fell into a strange stalemate.

One side is regenerating frantically, the other side is relentlessly destroying.

The music classroom, a place once filled with artistic atmosphere, has now completely turned into a Shura field where thunder and blood are intertwined.

Xueno took a deep breath, the remaining strength in her body transforming into even more violent lightning at an alarming rate. She knew that before finding the opponent's weakness, the only thing she could do was to use a stronger will and a more persistent offensive to fight this war of attrition to the end.

Her eyes didn't waver at all.

Chapter 123: The audience awakens from the dream! The never-ending "Lingchi"

Outside the classroom was the campus late at night. Everything was silent except for the cool breeze blowing through the treetops, making a rustling sound.

Inside the classroom, however, the scene was quite different.

Thunder, no, it was a sound far sharper and more explosive than a blade cutting through the air, exploding again and again with a suffocating torrent of energy.

The strong smell of blood and burnt smell mixed together, stimulating every olfactory cell.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, as if a bomb exploded in a confined space.

The entire teaching building shook violently, and the window glass had already shattered into countless tiny crystals, flying in all directions in the violent airflow.

There were shocking cracks everywhere on the walls, ceiling, and floor, as if they had been gnawed by an invisible giant beast.

This strong vibration, like the most violent shake, finally pulled the people who were trapped in their own "sweet dreams" back to reality.

Hayato Hayama suddenly opened his eyes.

He felt as if his head had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, buzzing and seeing stars.

The vision went from blurry to clear, and the first thing that caught my eye was the broken ceiling. Several twisted steel bars were exposed and swaying precariously.

"Fa...what happened?"

He whispered subconsciously, his voice hoarse and dry due to extreme shock.

Then, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

The entire classroom, or rather, the place that used to be a classroom, has completely changed.