Pseudo-Seiya had sensed that something was wrong with the city under his charge the moment he entered it. Relying solely on that mysterious, elusive sixth sense, he believed the "enemy" was hiding somewhere in the city. So he remained extremely vigilant. Yet no matter how carefully he stayed on guard, there were always things he could not anticipate—sudden explosions! And the instant those two explosions rang out, he realized that something bad was about to happen.
Bomb explosions posed no threat to his life at all! Even a nuclear blast, he was confident, would leave him completely unharmed. He could proudly declare, "As long as it isn't a 'planetary electromagnetic rail cannon,' no explosion can kill me." So he could be one hundred percent certain that the two bombs had not targeted him or Pseudo-Rei Ayanami, but those two houses.
Just as before, once a "home" was destroyed, the domain of the Ju-On trapped within that "home" would expand to encompass the "city." Then, as the Ju-On absorbed the resentment between heaven and earth, its strength would surge in an instant. Even Pseudo-Seiya was not absolutely certain he could handle the Ju-On. That ghostly thing was practically immortal—how was he supposed to fight it?
Even worse, Pseudo-Rei Ayanami had actually crushed the teleportation magic crystal and summoned all the other team members over. When Pseudo-Seiya saw Zhu Tong and the others appear, he was so furious he could not even vent it. At the very instant Zhu Tong and the other eight appeared, an unknown number of explosions merged into one thunderous roar that came from every direction. The blaze illuminating the entire night sky also lit up the stunned expressions of Zhu Tong's group of ten with dazzling clarity.
Then came a heat wave from all directions, hot enough