Kamiya feels that the demon king Goro Yamamoto Saemon may like to watch fighting crickets.

And they are not allowed to enter the war in their own way.

To be reasonable, why aren't the Shikigods part of my bravery!

Do you understand the gold content of partner bonds! Damn it!

But...... If you can't, you can't.

After all, this battle is not a real deathmatch, but a competition, an experience.

The goal is to defeat more Demon King Gozen and get the best possible competition rewards from Gorou Saemon Yamamoto with his own combat performance.

Gorou Saemon Yamamoto was the organizer of this sudden battle.

And Kamiya is a contestant.

In order to get rewards, you still have to follow other people's rules.

Pranya silently emerged from behind the Kamiya River and lifted the mask's attachment.

"You go back first."

Among them, the dog is the most obedient, and he flicks his tail at his master and returns to the statue of Shikkai.

Neither Mary nor Prajna left immediately.

"I'm fine, it doesn't matter if I do lose."

Zashiki did not rattle to report the bad omen, which means that even if this battle is lost, it will not affect Kamiyagawa's body in reality.

The worst-case scenario is just another insignificant death of the undead in the inner world.

Mary didn't speak, looking at Kamiyagawa quietly.

There wasn't much expression on her face, and her eyes under the black veil were filled with a soft paranoid love that only Kamiya could feel.

Thorn -

Mary then dragged the machete, dissipating into the red mist.

Prajna also disappeared at the same time.

Before the return idol, she looked at Kamiya's expression with a slight concern.

This is the first time since Inurumaki Pass that his own onmyoji has faced a battle, and Pranya can't really participate.

Sending off the Shikigami gods, Kamiyagawa pulled a text out of the scabbard.

The bright blade of the blade was clear and shining in this strange space of fog, reflecting the cold light and Kamiya's eyes that had become deep due to the slight condensation.

"None of you will really die fighting here, so please let go - warriors, this is an unfair confrontation, fight as much as you can, I'm looking forward to it."

Beneath Gorou Yamamoto's armor, there was a majestic, low, hollow voice.

As the words fell, the huge body of the Kumamoto Mountain Demon King slowly shrank, and a thick strange aura overflowed from his body, and swirled around the seven royal fronts.

This is a sight that is familiar to Kamiya.

After staring at it for a moment, he understood.

Gorou Saemon Yamamoto shares the power of demons and gods with his seven gozens!

"Don't let me possess myself with Prajna, but the Kumamoto Demon King is strengthening his subordinates with his own strength...... Although I said in advance that this confrontation is unfair, it is inevitably a little too unfair, right? Kamiya's expression stiffened slightly, and he scolded Yamamoto Gorouzaemon, "You'd better really prepare a rich reward for me." ”

The fog slowly lifted.

Goro Yamamoto Saemon shrunk to the size of an ordinary person.

And the seven imperial fronts under his command have become more and more vivid and distinct, and the atmosphere of strange talk is lingering.

Buzz –

Kamiyagawa's phone vibrated at this moment.

[Encountering strange visits, seven people in front of the emperor.] ]

[The Atlas has been updated.] ]

[Strange Tale Name: Seven Imperial Fronts]

[Classification: B]

[Visit Progress: 10%]

"It's a weird talk?"

Because the battle hasn't officially started yet, Kamiya still has time to look at his phone.

He had judged before that the seven people under Gorou Saemon of Yamamoto, including Chihiro Miyauchi, were all ruined.

But with the full blessing of the power of the ghosts and gods of Yamamoto Goro Saemon, they turned into a group of strange stories.

A kind of weird tale composed of several individuals.

This is relatively rare, but it does exist.

Like the hearse group under Kamiyagawa, it is a group of five people and a ghost car.

As for the Seven Emperors.

Kamiyagawa has heard of this strange tale, a kind of walking god in the legend that circulates in Kagawa Prefecture.

Legend has it that a farmer in Kagawa was walking along the road with his ox, and when he came to the crossroads, the cow suddenly stopped. The farmer felt a little strange, and bent down to look across from between the legs of the ox, and saw seven humanoid objects marching in formation.

It is said that if you meet seven people on the road, you will definitely die.

"Seven people in front of the emperor, the one who sees it will come to replace it", the person who meets the seven people in front of the emperor will become one of them, and the individual who was originally in front of the emperor will be liberated.

In this sense, the Seven Imperial Fronts are a bit like a substitute for the dead.

In addition, the word Gozen originally meant "omen" or "omen".

It refers to a spiritual phenomenon that occurs before a catastrophe or major event occurs, and as a result, the "Seven Men Gozen" has evolved into a terrifying "feared thing" in some legends.

There is also a shrine in the Kagawa Prefecture area dedicated to the Seven Men Gozen.

In a sense, the Seven Imperial Heads can also be regarded as a type of Aragami.

However, what Kamiya is encountering now should not belong to the category of Aragami.

The seven of them tied together can have a B-grade evaluation, mainly strengthened by the strength of Goro Yamamoto Saemon.

"B-class...... It's going to be hard now. ”

B-level strange talk, with the help of the Shikigods, can definitely be broken.

But if it's heads-up......

After Kamiyagawa completed a part of the thunder method and accepted the stump arm of the ghost, his assessment of his own strength was-

You can retreat most of the C-class weirdos on your own.

To exaggerate a little, that is, to forcibly blow yourself up as the first person below the B rank.

This battle is very difficult on paper alone.

"However, Gorou Saemon Yamamoto only said that he couldn't use Shikigami with his strength, and didn't say that he wouldn't let me use props. Props, like weapons, are considered part of my personal strength...... Now I can only fight a hand, and I can kill a few royal front counts, and get a higher-level demon king reward as much as possible. ”

Kamiyagawa condensed the yang thunder with one hand and wiped it at the blade of a word.

The blazing yellow thunder light coiled around the blade. The arc sputters, constantly emitting a loud and dense popping sound.

After attaching the thunder attribute to the main weapon, Kamiyagawa took out [Banshee Change] with his left hand.

The demon tattoo with red fangs on the right shoulder blade, hidden under the array of feathers, began to become distorted and vivid, ready to come out.

"It looks like both sides are ready." The Kumamoto Mountain Demon King gave an order, "Let's start!" ”

The seven royal fronts beside him simultaneously showed their weapons, stepped through the gray mist, and rushed straight over without saying a word!

Kamiyagawa stared at the rushing enemy.

At the foreground is an ancient ronin samurai with the head of the Tsukiyo, armed with a sword and a wakicha.

Not far behind the ronin samurai, there was also a man wearing a black dome hat, wearing a belly roll and a carcass, his lower body covered with a straw fold, and holding a Hizen iron cannon in his hand.

It's like an iron cannon ashigaru dress.

And the iron cannon is light, and now the gun is aimed at the Kamiya River.

"Can you still fight? Why is there still anyone with a firecracker? Vile! ”

Kamiyagawa cursed vilely, and raised the muzzle of his modified short-fire gun with his left hand.

The same despicable pull on the trigger.

Preemptive!

My Banshee is faster!

The pitch-black muzzle of the gun, the iron projectile with thunder attached to it whistled out, erupting with a sharp explosion like a banshee's crying and howling.

Because of the more diligent practice, coupled with daily use, Kamiyagawa's current short musket has a good accuracy.

This shot was fired at the position of the iron cannon footlight.

Bang!

The iron projectile exploded with a hideous purple lightning white glow, and the thunder was dazzling, roaring and tearing apart the gray vast space, as if it was about to devour everything.

The yin thunder that was blown up by the churning directly blocked the sprint of the next few royal fronts.

This shot came out, and the fastest Tsukiyo Ronin Samurai was out of touch with his teammates.

Kamiyagawa didn't care how much damage his shot had caused to the enemy, his movements were smooth and non-stop. Adjust your body muscles with the breath of Aja, and leap out like a nimble black cat, and pounce straight at the ronin samurai.

A text is held high.

At this moment, from the shoulder blade of his right arm, a translucent dark ghost hand shrouded out, the scales closely arranged and unfurled, black light and red halo flickering.

Split!

A slash with a ghost hand!

The blazing yellow yang thunder leaped on the blade of a word, and with the swing of the blade, it pulled out a silky spider web-like electric light, splashing in all directions.

The ronin samurai didn't expect Kamiyagawa to rush towards him with such a wide opening, nor did he expect the appearance of the ghost hand.

He crossed the bar to block it.

The blade whistled down with strong winds and thunder.

Bell –

The deafening sound of gold and iron colliding was heard.

The stalk in the ronin samurai's hand snapped, and the blade slashed through his cheek and flew out.

Even the samurai himself was struck by the unreasonable strength of Kamiyagawa's ghost hand and the subsequent roaring sun lightning, and he flew far away and fell to the ground.

The warrior snorted and stumbled to his feet.

The feather weave on his chest was torn apart, and on his bare chest, there was a narrow knife wound oozing blood. At the same time, large areas of skin were burned by the sun and thunder and became scorched.

However, with the blessing of the power of the demon king and the gods, this level of injury was not enough to make him completely lose his combat effectiveness.

"It's amazing."

The samurai raised his sword in both hands, gripped the hilt tightly, and looked at Kamiya with blazing eyes, and his fighting spirit rose.

Kamiyagawa didn't respond to him, but thought to himself, "It's a shame that there is no one-hit slash to retreat." ”

Through this fight, he has a bottom in his heart.

The seven people who have been blessed by the power of the demon king, the seven people tied together do have the strength of B-level strange talks.

But one-on-one is not your opponent.

"Spread out, maybe there really will be a fight."

At this time.

Buzz –

The roar of the chainsaw sounded, and a strong smell of engine oil could be smelled in the air.

The thunderstorm that had just been shot out was dissipating, and several other Imperial Fronts that had been blocked were coming.

The first to rush out was a long-haired woman in a blood-stained white dress, with a noble temperament, but crazy.

She was barefoot, holding a roaring chainsaw in her hand.

Completely modern dress.

Behind the woman in the chainsaw dress, several figures rushed out from the aftermath of the thunder.

"Who did Gorou Saemon Yamamoto find to be the Imperial Front?"

Kamiyagawa didn't stay where it was.

His combat experience is very rich.

In this case, if the strength cannot completely crush the enemy, in the case of one-to-many, you must run.

Keep moving, driving the enemy to follow and run, causing their formation to tend to be chaotic. In the void of chaos, you can find a one-on-one opportunity like the one you just fought with the ronin samurai, and destroy the enemies one by one.

……

Bang!

Kamiyagawa, who was moving fast, heard the sound of firecrackers.

It must have been the guy dressed as an iron cannon ashigaru who shot it.

His pupils shrank to the extreme, and within his line of sight, the speed of time seemed to be slowed down, and the speed of everything that moved was extremely slowed.

Kamiyagawa saw white "silk threads" hanging from the sky, slumping softly on top of everything.

And among all the "time filaments", one of them pulls faster than the others.

Kamiyagawa looked more intently at the relatively fast-moving silk thread, which was caught by a speeding iron projectile.

That's it!

Kamiya raised his right arm, which was shrouded in the ghost hand, in the direction where the iron bullet was flying.

Table tennis!

The fire bolt hit the illusory scales of the ghost hand, and it actually made a sound of gold and stone colliding.

Then, the iron bullet failed to penetrate the armor and ricocheted to the side.

Kamiyagawa himself just shook his body slightly.

He kept moving, observing his side with his peripheral vision.

Suddenly, I felt a strong wind with the smell of blood whirring from my side.

Clang!

Kamiyagawa lifted a text and blocked the blow to his side.

Perhaps it was because he had just exhausted his energy from resisting the iron cannon Ashigaru's shot, and one of the Imperial Commanders had already circled in front of him at some point.

It was a man in a black suit.

In one hand he holds a hammer and in the other he holds a short axe.

The man in the suit was afraid of the hideous yang thunder on Kamiyagawa's words, and after an axe was opened, he didn't dare to attack at will. The power of the demon god belonging to the demon king on his body is swirling, and he bends his body slightly in a defensive state.

He probably just wanted to slow down Kamiya's movement.

And behind the two, the ronin samurai had already caught up.

In addition, there was a fat brother who was wearing only a crotch cloth and was like a sumo wrestler, and he attacked from the other side.

He held a heavy iron rod in his hand, and the fat on his body trembled with every step he took to run.

It's just a Taro soldier.

was blocked by a blow from the man in the suit, and Kamiyagawa was vaguely surrounded by three people.

But this is an opportunity.

In the Seven Imperial Front, the crazy woman wielding a chainsaw, and a female ninja dressed like a demon ninja didn't get caught up in time.

Gender correct.

From inside Kamiya's wide cuffs, a small black shadow flew out.

That's a mouth.

The lips are bright red with distinctly feminine features.

Two soft red lips open to reveal two rows of blackened teeth, and a long, flexible tongue pops out.

A grotesque and shrill laugh came from this mouth:

"Hee-hee~haha~hehe~"

【The Laughing Tooth of a Girl】

With a charming control effect, it attacks both males and males!

The three male royal fronts who wrapped the Kamiya River in their arms became confused for a while.

Look straight at the smiling tooth floating in the air.

Kamiya seized the opportunity and slashed a text at the nearest man in a suit.

The strange breath on the man in the suit jumped twice, and he woke up to the sound of wind and thunder whistling to his ears.

Hurriedly raised the short hammer in his hand to block.

With a clang, the ghost hand waved a word with a strong momentum, sending the hammer flying.

In the collision, there was not even a single gap on the bright and clear blade.

The dazzling thunder was close at hand, and the man in the suit was shocked, and was about to fight back with the short axe in his right hand, but a short sandal-red musket poked straight up from his chest without realizing it.

At the muzzle, a bronze-colored bayonet popped out.

Through his jaw!

"You're still seduced by a beautiful girl."

Bang!

Kamiyagawa's black eyes flickered, and he pulled the trigger.

(End of chapter)