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"The situation's worse than I thought," Yuto muttered, hands clasped behind his back.
He stood atop the head of a massive black bird, conjured through his projection magic, gazing down at the battlefield below with a commanding view.
The Sumiyoshi group's curse users held the advantage in numbers, bolstered by armed thugs wielding heavy firepower, relentlessly pressing the Yukinoshita clan's meager force of fourth-grade curse masters into a desperate retreat.
Had he arrived even a moment later, the Yukinoshita clan might have been utterly annihilated.
"Ha ha ha ha! Killing for cash, wiping out clans….what a thrill!"
Amid the chaotic battlefield, Kumoya Tanzo let out a wild laugh. Curse power flared around him like blazing flames as he leaped into the air, swinging his massive black axe downward.
Slice!Slice!
Two screams pierced the air.
In an instant, the already scarce curse masters of the Yukinoshita clan were beheaded by the axe. Their severed heads rolled across the ground, coming to rest at their comrades' feet, eyes frozen wide in death.
The horrifying sight shattered the remaining fighters' resolve. They stumbled backward in a frantic retreat, desperate to preserve their lives.
"Ha ha, die!"
Kumoya Tanzo's lips curled into a cruel grin as he raised his axe to finish off the fleeing curse masters.
But the next moment, his smile froze.
Whoosh!
A blood-red spear streaked through the night sky, piercing his chest and pinning him to the ground with ruthless precision.
The Noble Phantasm-Gae Bolg, the legendary spear from Irish myth.
In legend, this spear was said to split into thirty branches, raining down like a torrent. Through Yuto's projection magic, its power and form approached that of Lugh's 'Brionac,' bearing the trait of 'piercing the foe no matter how they dodge.' On the battlefield, it was a siege cannon, dominating all opposition.
"H-How?!"
The attack had come too fast, too fiercely.
Kumoya Tanzo clung to a shred of life, his eyes bulging in disbelief as he stared up at the ethereal figure in the sky.
To his dying breath, he couldn't comprehend how this boy had killed him so effortlessly.
"Projection, begin!"
Yuto's voice rang out, cold and detached.
In an instant, a storm of steel rained down like countless comets piercing the void, hurtling toward the curse users below.
"What is that?"
A surviving Yukinoshita's curse master gaped at the dazzling display streaking across the night sky, struck speechless.
"This power…"
Others lost their composure, their faces paling as they stared at the sky, now filled with a dense barrage of projected weapons.
"Run!"
"Get out of here!"
The curse users, terrified by the sight, abandoned all resistance. They fled as if the River Styx itself had appeared before them, scattering in abject panic.
Clearly, the boy's power had broken their spirits.
Yuto watched them flee without interference.
Boom!
Not a single curse user escaped the onslaught.
The relentless rain of projections turned them into sieves, their screams swallowed by the storm's roar before fading into silence.
When it ended, the ground was scarred with deep, chilling craters.
'So fast!?'
Silence descended.
Everyone stood frozen, staring at the devastation as if a nuclear blast had swept through.
From Yuto's arrival to the barrage of weapons, it had taken barely twenty seconds.
Yet in that fleeting time, every enemy curse user was obliterated.
'I was a fool to think he was just some ordinary kid.' Haruno's face paled, her delicate hands clenching unconsciously.
Gazing at the transcendent boy, she felt a mix of awe and regret.
'Who could have imagined…This seemingly ordinary youth, Yuto, was a powerhouse capable of slaying two special-grade threats.'
And he'd done it with a mere wave of his hand.
Inside the villa, Mrs. Yukinoshita and Mei Mei were equally stunned.
Even Mei Mei's curvaceous figure quivering faintly.
'What kind of monster is this? Wiping out the enemy in an instant. And there were first-grade curse users among them!'
Mrs. Yukinoshita snapped out of her shock, her elegant eyes gleaming with resolve.
"A powerhouse like this… even if it costs the clan everything, we must keep him.
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