Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

The responsibility is heavy, and the road is long; truly, the responsibility is heavy, and the road is long.

… …

On the other side, Misuzu Yotsuya, situated in a certain alley, had her originally golden right eye turned into a dark green color.

Through continuous development, she can now remotely control her soul's true form, the Hundred-Eyed, while connecting with its vision; it can practically be called a spirit power version of drone reconnaissance.

Just as Misuzu Yotsuya was searching the areas mentioned by Rio Futaba, she suddenly heard a series of footsteps coming from the far end of the alley.

When she looked up, she saw a dark gun muzzle aimed at her from a distance of less than five meters.

“If I were you, I wouldn't make any rash moves.”

Holding the gun was a skinny young man with bloodshot eyes, whose appearance was neither ugly nor handsome.

At this moment, he stared straight into Misuzu Yotsuya's one golden and one ghostly green eye with his bloodshot eyes, his laughter carrying a hint of murderous intent.

“As expected, people with special abilities in your city of Kyoto, just like I imagined, will come to the scene whenever an accident occurs.”

“Are these ordinary people really worth saving?”

Misuzu Yotsuya narrowed her eyes slightly and took a step, but the young man opposite her shook the gun in his hand and said with a chuckle.

“Don't make any rash moves; your spiritual energy product is very far away from here and won't be able to protect you in time, or… do you want to try which is faster, your action or me pulling the trigger?”

Misuzu Yotsuya frowned slightly and, after a few seconds of silence, seemed to give up the idea of resisting and slowly said.

“Are… you also a spirit power user?”

“Spirit power user? Is that what you call it…”

The young man smiled, his voice devoid of any emotion.

“The name is not important; you just need to know that I, you, and your companions possess the same ability.”

As if to confirm this statement, a dark green creature composed of flames emerged behind him.

At the entrance of the alley, a dark green wall of fire rose up.

“Clearly possessing this kind of power that is enough to overturn the world and that ordinary people cannot resist…”

The young man looked at Misuzu Yotsuya, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

“Yet you're here playing some kind of superhero; what a naive kid.”

“Then what are you?”

Misuzu Yotsuya asked back with a blank expression.

“A miserable person who longs to create tragedies to prove their existence? What a childish act.”

“You little brat…”

Being told this, the young man, whose mental state was clearly not normal, was already on the verge of losing it.

“Hmph… just meaningless stubbornness; after I kill all of you, my power will become even stronger.”

“I see.”

Hearing this, Misuzu Yotsuya glanced at the dark green flame humanoid behind the other party and muttered to herself.

“Compared to our humanoid soul's true form, this guy's soul's true form is clearly more like a twisted creature like an evil spirit; is it a different way of awakening…”

Hearing Misuzu Yotsuya's muttering, the young man holding the gun was obviously stunned.

“You're about to die, what are you mumbling about…”

“I'm asking you.”

Misuzu Yotsuya ignored the other party's words, still expressionless even in the face of the threat of the gun.

“Are you alone? Or do you have other companions?”

“Why should I answer you?”

The young man snorted coldly, his index finger slowly placed on the trigger of the gun, his eyes revealing a ferocious murderous intent.

“Die.”

“You seem to have misunderstood.”

Misuzu Yotsuya shook her head, and a faint golden light of spiritual power appeared on the pale golden ring on her right ring finger.

“From the moment your main body appeared in front of me…”

Before he could pull the trigger, he suddenly felt a blur flash before his eyes.

“You were already dead.”

As his vision turned, gradually approaching the ground, the young man looked at the pure white mask with pale golden patterns and the pair of emotionless golden eyes, and heard a dull thud in his ear, he realized…

His head seemed to have fallen to the ground.

Chapter 278: The Mastermind Behind the Scenes, a Power Called Izanami

Looking at the man's headless corpse and the dark green flame humanoid that let out a shrill roar, wriggled, twisted, and disappeared, Misuzu Yotsuya just sighed slightly, took out her phone from her pocket, and sent three words to the group chat.

“Solved it.”

Rio Futaba: “Solved it?”

On the other side, Rio Futaba received the message, picked up her binoculars, and observed the distance; sure enough, the dark green sea of ​​fire that originally surrounded the building and was watered down by Yona Amano's rain to less than two meters high had completely disappeared at this moment.

“Are you injured? What is your current state? Where are you; I'll pick you up.”

“No need.”

Misuzu Yotsuya first replied with this sentence, then looked at the body separated from its head on the ground, and after a few seconds of silence, sent a sentence on her phone.

“He came to find me; I killed him in one strike; that's the whole process.”

Rio Futaba: “Um… anyway, let's gather first.”

… …

That night, at the Yozora's house.

“Futaba, what do you think?”

Hearing Yozora use this familiar opening line again, Rio Futaba looked speechless, pushed up her glasses, and said with a displeased expression.

“You only remember me at times like this.”

“Hey, that's not right; isn't there still…”

“Stop, don't say it anymore.”

“But I haven't said anything yet.”

“Don't I know you? No dirty jokes allowed.”

Rio Futaba said this irritably first, then sorted out her thoughts, looked at the members of the Overload Club team present, and said while thinking.

“It can be confirmed that this time the enemy is indeed a spirit power user like us, and according to Yona's statement, the opponent's spirit power is very strong and can even stalemate with the rain she creates for a while.”

After saying this, Rio Futaba looked at Miko Yotsuya.

"Miko, you were the one who killed the enemy. What are your thoughts?"

"Um…"

Miko Yotsuya recalled the battle in the alley, thoughtfully saying.

"First of all, the fact that he thought he could completely control the situation with just a normal gun, without my Hundred Eyes nearby, shows that he believes he himself, without the protection of a Soul Manifestation, couldn't defeat someone with a gun. He also doesn't have the ability to dodge bullets or the defense to withstand them."

"Secondly, the enemy's Soul Manifestation type is different from ours. Although our Soul Manifestations are called evil spirits, their appearance is more human-like. Even Futaba's Hone-Onna, although it's all bones under the kimono, at least has a pretty face. But the enemy's Soul Manifestation is more twisted and bizarre than a real evil spirit."

"Lastly, before killing him, I deliberately asked a few questions. Although I can't be sure if the enemy has accomplices, I can be sure that his purpose in doing this was to lure us out and kill us."

After listening to Miko Yotsuya's words, Yui Yuigahama asked with a puzzled look.

"I have a question. Since the enemy's spiritual power level was so strong, why was he instantly killed by Miko? Isn't that… a bit too strange?"

"It's not strange."

Miko Yotsuya shook her head, saying calmly.

"Futaba, I'll leave it to you."

Rio Futaba rolled her eyes, feeling helpless.

"You've really been infected by Yozora, you're too lazy to even analyze things, treating me like a tool?"

Although she was muttering quietly, Rio Futaba still took on the responsibility of analyzing the existing information, explaining to Yui Yuigahama.

"The enemy's spiritual power level is strong, but that's all it is, just strong spiritual power."

"In his mind, without the protection of a Soul Manifestation, a psychic is as vulnerable as a normal human."

"Actually, logically speaking…"

At this point, Rio Futaba hesitated, glanced at Yozora sitting there, a layer of shy blush appearing on her cheeks, and pretended to be calm.

"Logically speaking… psychics themselves are indeed very vulnerable. We are because of, because of that… special training method, you… you know what I mean, right?"

Not only did Yui Yuigahama understand, but all the members present understood.

This time's enemy was also a psychic, and a very powerful one, at least on the same level as Rio Futaba, but his most fatal mistake was mistakenly thinking that the Oversoul Club members shared the same weakness as him, with their main bodies being too vulnerable without the protection of a Soul Manifestation.

The most ridiculous thing was that he had to pick someone, and he ended up picking the only one acting alone, Miko Yotsuya.

Can you guess why the other members were all acting in groups, while only Miko Yotsuya was acting alone?

It's because she's ridiculously strong!

That guy thought he had the advantage, brandishing a broken gun arrogantly.

In reality, in Miko Yotsuya's eyes, what he was holding was no different from a water gun.

It doesn't need to be faster than a bullet, just faster than the enemy's reaction to pull the trigger.

One glance, and it's confirmed to be…

A pure gift.

"However, it's fortunate that Futaba, you developed that method to quickly deploy spirit armor."

Miko Yotsuya looked at Rio Futaba, revealing a gentle smile.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to kill the enemy so easily."

Listening to the conversation, Mai Sakurajima frowned slightly, thoughtfully saying.

"Listening to you guys say that… I feel like… the enemy is behind the times?"

"That's true."

Miko Yotsuya admitted.

"After all, his training method is unknown. If I were to guess, perhaps he enhances his spiritual power by killing humans or creating negative emotions. This could also explain why, even though we're both psychics, the appearance of his Soul Manifestation is so different from ours. Imagine, we are constantly developing the uses of Soul Manifestation abilities because we want to fight against the city's oddities and protect Kyoto. If he only wanted to kill ordinary humans, there would be no need to develop so many abilities."

The members nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

Killing ordinary humans?

Let alone now, as long as you've practiced the ability to manifest a Soul Manifestation a little, and can make the Soul Manifestation choose whether or not to appear in front of ordinary people, and can escape the rule of "observation," it's completely doable. Compared to fighting those evil spirits, it's simply a piece of cake.

Without demand, there is no motivation.

The panel stats might be the same, but the Oversoul Club members' rich combat experience and various developments of Soul Manifestation abilities cannot be summarized by mere spiritual power strength.

"The enemy… definitely has accomplices… no, definitely has someone higher up who can command him."

Hearing Yozora's sudden words, Rio Futaba asked in confusion.

"How do you know?"

"Does that even need asking?"

Yozora waved his hand dismissively, replying with a smile.

"Including Yozora Tsukiyomi in Tokyo, there are a total of five of us who have shown our faces in public: me, Yozora Tsukiyomi, Miko, Futaba, and Mai."

"To independently cause such an incident, and challenge at least five psychics alone."

"He's already this arrogant. Plus, with that ability to create will-o'-the-wisps, he's clearly not a newly awakened psychic. If he wasn't being restrained by someone, he would have definitely had large-scale actions like this before. Dark green fire scenes… would we not have noticed news related to that?"