Boom—!!
The floating mountain crashed into the earth, instantly shattering into debris that filled the sky under the terrifying force of the collision. The ground of the Human Circle hummed and shook from the impact!
This blow shook the entire island nation.
Amamiya Haruki fell helplessly amid the flying debris. His collar was soaked in blood, his pupils unfocused, and he had completely lost consciousness.
In the end, he was merely an ordinary person who had pushed the Magatsu Blade's power to its limit. Even with the Rain God protecting him, his defenses were far inferior to those of a blade spirit like the Warrior Princess, the strongest individual combatant.
His silvery-white hair was rapidly fading, and the dark-blue blade in his hand returned to its original state. His Rain God form had been forcibly shattered by the Corpse God, and the Rain Collapse blade spirit had suffered an unprecedentedly severe blow.
Using a single Magatsu Blade to fight a god—this was already his limit.
The Warrior Princess's crimson haori was covered in dust. She lowered her head and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, her gaze falling on Amamiya Haruki as he rapidly plunged toward the ground in the distance. She stomped hard on a boulder and charged after him.
Mount Fuji was still slowly rising.
The enormous, pitch-black Corpse God stood suspended above the volcano's peak, looking down at the falling ants. The savage gash across their face opened once more, and a faint glow brimming with destruction began to gather.
Boom—!!
A red beam pierced through endless flying stones, reducing everything in its path to dust as it shot straight toward the unconscious Amamiya Haruki in midair.
At that moment, a figure draped in a crimson haori arrived before Amamiya Haruki first. With one hand, she seized