"Ugh—ugh, aaaah—!"
Shuten Douji let out a pained sound as violet-red light burst from her eyes.
Tearing—
After the white horse Xiang An rode had rammed her to the ground, Shuten Douji felt countless departed souls tearing at her flesh and spiritual core. Pain like endless blades hacking and axes chopping erupted completely. Even an Oni King like Shuten Douji could not help but let out a shrill scream.
It was as though every inch of her flesh was being gnawed apart, as though every wisp of her soul was being pierced through. This was not merely physical pain, but pain in every respect.
This was—the judgment of [Evil].
"You—you bastard—!!!"
With some difficulty, Shuten Douji climbed up from the ground and glared at Xiang An in fury.
She could sense Xiang An's Noble Phantasm. Since it was a judgment against evil, the deeper her sins, the greater the destruction Xiang An could inflict—and as for Shuten Douji...
It could only be said that the special attack had been maxed out.
"Wicked fiend! Did you think this was already over?"
Xiang An shouted furiously.
Shuten Douji—felt another powerful presence appear behind her.
Or rather, in front of her from before.
She was now facing Xiang An, while Xiang An, because of his Noble Phantasm, had trampled past her and reached her rear.
Then, at the mountain gate—
Buzz—
Mana erupted at full force.
Anno exhaled a breath of stale air and slammed his right foot down. The surrounding floor shattered from the impact, his broad silver-white cloak whipping wildly as resolve filled his eyes.
"Shuten Douji, you are too powerful."
Anno spoke.
"An Oni as powerful as you must never be allowed to appear in the modern world."
He raised the sword in his hand. The oppressive force of its