JOJO hiding in the hunter world

Layers upon layers of walls trapped Momomeki, but she could faintly hear the voices of the two humans.

However, they were too insignificant, mixed in with the sounds of explosions and whistling wind. If one didn't listen carefully, they might even be mistaken for hallucinations.

Momomeki was a yokai of high standing, and in theory, her perception should far surpass that of ordinary people, but it seemed she had invested all her perception into her vision.

Her eyes could clearly see crows thousands of meters away in the dark night, and like insects, she had super-high dynamic vision to capture the trajectory of bullets flying in the air. She could even prevent ambushes from all directions with 365-degree coverage.

However, her nose and ears were on par with normal humans, meaning that, blocked by the illusion, she had no way to find Jon's tracks.

Honestly, Momomeki hadn't even considered that this was an illusion. Who would be stupid enough to ram their head into a wall?

Moreover, Momomeki's entire attention was currently on Houou. Houou had become like this to help her complete 'Momome,' and had gone outside to resist the enemy.

When encountering such a strange situation, the first priority was to protect oneself, then check on the life and death of her good friend Houou. Chasing the enemy was secondary...

Now, Houou was severely injured and dizzy. Fortunately, as a Mokukai-type yokai, Houou's vitality was terrifying. Such injuries would be fine after resting in a tree for two days.

The scene before her eyes changed repeatedly. Walls nearly three meters high kept shifting positions like building blocks being moved by a god.

Three seconds later, all the changes stopped, the maze rearranged itself, and a straight path appeared before Momomeki.

A path leading to the outside world, out of the maze, unfolded before Momomeki, making her somewhat suspicious.

Why? Did that human not want to trap her here? Or was there another ambush?

Momomeki gritted her teeth and, like a princess carrying a bride, picked up Houou, who was about the same size as her, and quickly ran towards the passage.

She couldn't care less about any ambushes now. She was very worried about Akuma's safety.

Of course, not in the physical sense. The now-gigantic Akuma was slaughtering everything, and no human or yokai could stop him.

It was difficult for cannons to leave scars on his skin, which was harder than steel. The remaining humans below continued to emit the fear that Akuma loved most, and fear could enhance his power.

Like a perpetual motion machine of carnage, he was slaughtering these retreating humans.

Momomeki was very worried about Akuma's soul. The soul of a man-eater would be influenced to some extent by the yokai it consumed...

Now, Akuma's soul was torn apart like pieces of cloth forcibly glued together, and his mind was as chaotic as water mixed with several different pigments.

She had to go back to help stimulate Akuma's will, suppress other chaotic thoughts, and let his clever intellect reclaim the high ground...

On the other side, the surrounding walls had completely collapsed, leaving only charred clods of earth and a few pieces of frozen ground.

A man stood on the battlefield of blood and fire. The man with the comical long-nosed red mask snapped the neck of a Jintoriki with one hand.

"Inmoroki! Absorb." The bird in his hand was absorbed into the painting by several chains without any resistance, turning into an abstract picture.

"Finally reached one hundred! I am indeed the chosen one with the talent of a god." Looking at Akuma, who was wreaking havoc in the distance, Ashiya Subarashi laughed unscrupulously.

"All who cannot defeat me will eventually become food on my path to godhood! Let you be arrogant for a while!

All walking yokai and demons, your net is about to be born, history will forever remember this moment, celebrate!"

Ashiya Subarashi raised the ancient book in his hand high, and a dozen rays of light rose from the forest in the distance, the special effect probably the same as the Spirit Bomb gathering energy in Dragon Ball.

However, the colors of these rays of light were different and exceptionally thick, basically the size of a washbasin.

A young man wearing bronze armor in the forest seemed to sense something and looked into the distance.

"Is it coming?" The originally tightly furrowed brows also relaxed, and his face was unusually calm.

Immediately, a green light emerged from his body, the bronze armor shattered inch by inch, and the young man's muscles were rapidly atrophying.

The gigantic Akuma also saw this conspicuous beam of light, and then Akuma's waist seemed to twist slightly, and one hand flicked backward.

Not good, the soldiers next to him didn't understand what was happening at all, and even Hasegawa Taiichi, who was always knowledgeable, didn't know what trick his subordinates had fallen for.

Suddenly, the alarm bell rang loudly, and he realized Akuma's intention.

"Run!" This was the loudest Hasegawa Taiichi had ever shouted in his life.

At the moment the monster flicked his hand, he felt a strange familiarity, and then recalled a superhero he had seen in his childhood whose starting pose for a move was also like this.

Hasegawa Taiichi didn't dare to look back, but only felt a violent vibration coming from the ground, making him think it was an earthquake.

But he immediately sobered up, this was probably Akuma's attack power.

Before he could think more, a tsunami-like wave of air came from behind, instantly overturning him to the ground, the impact turning his internal organs into a mess.

Now only the feeling of nausea and wanting to vomit was tumbling in the air, and then he crashed into a big tree.

His internal organs seemed to have been displaced, he was dizzy, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken. The wonderful thing was that his perception of pain was also weakening with the weakening of consciousness.

Finally, there was a huge explosion. There was no doubt that the punch just now was supersonic, and the huge explosive sound deafened the surviving soldiers on the spot.

A giant crater with a diameter of eight meters appeared in the eyes of the pilots who were doing containment tasks in the air, and no matter how many times they saw it, they felt shocked... doubting whether this was a living thing.

As for the emitter of the green light at the center of the attack, only a little blood-red soil remained to prove that he had lived in the world.

After being scattered by Akuma, the green light immediately re-condensed into a ball and flew into Ashiya Subarashi's hand.

Hasegawa Taiichi was covered in blood, his left leg was hit by a stone rolled up by the wave of air just now, and it was already useless.

He was struggling to climb, not wanting to die, I want to live!

It was this belief that supported Hasegawa Taiichi. His injuries would have sent a normal person to the ICU for emergency treatment. Now he was crawling on the ground like an ant.

The courage in his whole body was knocked out by Akuma's punch.

Clatter, clatter, clatter, the sound of wooden clogs on the ground, but Hasegawa Taiichi was deaf and couldn't hear anything.

A graceful figure in purple appeared at the end of Hasegawa Taiichi's line of sight.

Hasegawa instantly lost all his strength, tears flowed unconsciously, his mouth trembled, and he stared at the scene in front of him in horror.

After hiding Houou well, Momomeki rushed to meet Akuma.

"I'm sorry, Akuma, I'm late." Momomeki's tone was gentle, but people a kilometer away could clearly hear what she was saying.

Responding to her was Akuma's roar, and then he attacked Momomeki with the same heavy punch.

Ashiya Subarashi in the distance had tears in his eyes and his face was flushed red.

Rays of light were absorbed into the book, turning into paintings.

"Thank you, gentlemen, for your generous death. I, Ashiya Subarashi, will surely behead the enemy to comfort your spirits. I am going to face the national crisis, and I swear in the name of the Harima-ryū Ashiya family."

After speaking, he cut a knife on his wrist, letting the blood flow on the ground.

Humans who eat yokai will be assimilated by the yokai, but Ashiya Subarashi, like a genius, used the Hyakki Yagyō Directory as a medium to greatly reduce the power of the yokai, reaching a range that normal people could accept.

But even so, there was a huge risk, so every 'Hanyou Fighter' had signed a life-and-death contract, sacrificing them when necessary to allow Ashiya Subarashi to achieve Hyakki Yagyō.

Now was the time to use them, and these Hanyou Fighters had long been prepared to dedicate their lives.

The Hyakki Yagyō Directory in Ashiya Subarashi's hand emitted bursts of golden light...

Several kilometers away, Jon also opened his eyes with difficulty...