A sharp gleam flashed in Suguru Geto's eyes.
Now.
The Armored Cursed Spirit received its command and suddenly exerted itself, the Cursed Energy on its bone armor surging as it forced the enormous maw open.
At the same time, the Swift-Type Cursed Spirit concentrated Cursed Energy in its bladed claws and slashed savagely at the giant fish's head.
Starting from its crown, the enormous black fish collapsed with a crash, turning into countless tiny fish that drifted down like black snow before finally dissolving into the air.
Yagami Kisei had been unlucky from birth, and now that all his accumulated luck had run out again, a pebble beneath his foot inexplicably slipped, making him stumble half a step.
A black shadow flashed.
The Swift-Type Cursed Spirit instantly appeared behind him, its broad palm resting lightly where his shoulder met his neck.
It pressed down gently.
Yagami lost his balance and was pinned against the wall.
He knew that, given the strength this Cursed Spirit had displayed, he could no longer resist.
Yet he stiffened his neck and looked up at Suguru Geto, his eyes still fierce enough to bite, without the slightest intention of yielding.
"This world is rotten to the core. We might as well kill everyone!"
He roared as though he had nothing left to lose, his voice hoarse, every word wrung out in anguish:
"Good people turn bad anyway, and if they don't, good people drive them to their deaths. Then we might as well kill them all! Everything changes anyway!"
"You're strong, so of course you can kill me. I can't beat you. I accept that.
But I don't regret my choice. When I have power, I'm going to kill all these people!
Scum like them have no value or reason to exist. They should never