Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

"Ding! ! !"

In the nick of time, Amadeus stood in front of the mother and daughter, and with a palm strike, knocked away the incoming black chains.

"Quick, go hide in a safe place."

Seeing this mysterious person who suddenly appeared save her and her daughter, the woman, although she didn't recognize him, hurriedly nodded.

"Thank... ...you."

After the woman left, Amadeus finally breathed a sigh of relief, then she looked at the "Mask" standing there, her blue eyes filled with undisguised anger and intense killing intent.

"To actually disguise yourself as that guy and commit such vile acts... ...it's truly disgusting."

"Tear him apart, Kamaitachi."

Amadeus is different from most Overload Society members. Even after awakening her own soul manifestation ability, she can still use the soul manifestation abilities of those spirit power users through their memories.

"Shield."

Watching gusts of wind as sharp as blades blow from the direction where Amadeus was standing, a large black shield instantly appeared in Mask's hand, directly inserted into the ground, blocking all of Kamaitachi's attacks.

"Tch... ...he also has the ability to condense black weapons... ..."

Amadeus knew that one of Yosuga's soul manifestation abilities was to condense his own evil spirit power into objects. Although it looked simple and unadorned, it was a relatively all-around type, combining offense and defense.

This guy in front of her seemed to possess the same ability.

"Devour him, Swamp Thing."

Amadeus's reaction was also very quick. Seeing that Kamaitachi's attack had no effect, she quickly switched to another soul manifestation. As soon as her voice fell, the ground where Mask was standing instantly turned into a patch of dark green swamp, swallowing his body downwards.

"Chains."

Although Mask's voice was extremely strange, and he didn't seem to possess any intelligence, his performance in battle was very similar to the real "Mask". Facing the Swamp Thing's engulfment, a black chain instantly appeared in his hand, grabbing onto a nearby house, pulling his body out of the swamp.

"Bang! ! !"

Just then, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the distance.

Amane Suzuha, with her heavy sniper rifle, clearly saw through the scope that the shot she had just fired accurately hit the Mask's brow.

"Did it work?"

However, Amane Suzuha immediately noticed that even after being hit by the bullet from the heavy sniper rifle, Mask's head only shook slightly. Then, those chilling pure black pupils locked onto her, hundreds of meters away.

In the next second, the Mask in the sniper scope instantly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already less than ten meters away from Amane Suzuha.

At that moment, all the hairs on Amane Suzuha's body stood on end. She didn't bother with the sniper rifle propped on the ground, and didn't even have time to think, directly rolling to the side.

"Boom! ! !"

The heavy black chain smashed into the ground, and the splattering gravel grazed Amane Suzuha's cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

"This guy... ..."

Amane Suzuha gritted her silver teeth, took out the special anti-demon pistol from her waist, aimed at the Mask standing there, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Both she and Amadeus had noticed.

This guy was not only similar in appearance to the real Yosuga, but also possessed the same kind of powerful strength that was so overwhelming that it was hard to breathe.

This guy... ...

Could it be an evil spirit condensed from the public's negative emotions towards the "Mask" image?

No... ...impossible.

If it was just an evil spirit born in the Reverse Side, it couldn't possibly possess such great power, and... ...Amadeus could clearly feel that this imposter also had an aura similar to the real Yosuga, the kind of aura belonging to a Calamity Hunter, that could only be formed by devouring countless evil spirits.

"Mizuhanome... ..."

At this time, Kawasaki Saki, who had also arrived at the scene, was about to summon Mizuhanome to shoot the Mask standing there, but before she could summon her soul's true form, she saw the other party instantly appear in front of her.

"Bang! ! !"

Kawasaki Saki raised her arms to block, but she was still sent flying by Mask's punch, directly crashing into the wall, and couldn't help but let out a painful cry, feeling like her body was about to fall apart.

"Saki!"

Seeing this scene, Sakurajima Mai couldn't help but feel a shock in her heart.

"Suzuhikohime!"

"Kinnara!"

"Senhime!"

Sakurajima Mai, Ogiso Setsuna, and Touma Kazusa simultaneously unleashed their soul manifestation abilities. Amidst the falling pale pink cherry blossom petals, the sound of Kinnara's lute and Senhime's ethereal and beautiful singing resounded. If one only looked at this scene, it was indeed very beautiful, but the three of them were not here to perform, but to use their soul manifestation abilities to interfere with, or even directly control, the enemy's mind.

Seeing Mask's figure stiffen there, Yotsuya Miko did not miss this opportunity, quickly rushed in front of the other party, holding Mikazuki Munechika, and slashed at the other's neck.

"Longsword."

Just then, Mask broke free from Sakurajima Mai and the others' control, and a black longsword appeared in his hand, colliding with Yotsuya Miko's Mikazuki Munechika.

While they were in a stalemate, another black longsword appeared in Mask's left hand, slashing towards Yotsuya Miko's neck. Even the movements and fighting habits were exactly the same as the real Yosuga.

"Miko!"

"Clang! ! !"

Just as everyone thought that Yotsuya Miko would be unable to block the second longsword because she only had Mikazuki Munechika as a weapon, a black comet flew from the distance and landed in her left hand.

"That is... ...Onimaru Kunitsuna?"

Holding Onimaru Kunitsuna in her left hand and Mikazuki Munechika in her right hand, Yotsuya Miko did not hesitate at all, and a strong wave of spirit power erupted from her body, directly cutting off the two black longswords in Mask's hand, leaving two extremely deep wounds on the other's chest.

There was no blood in the imposter Mask's body, only clusters of substantial black mist.

It quickly retreated a distance, its dark eyes staring at Onimaru Kunitsuna in Yotsuya Miko's hand, and then slowly reached out its hand.

"Come here."

"Come here my ass!"

Although Onimaru Kunitsuna maintained the form of a sword, he couldn't help but retort when he heard the imposter Mask's words.

“Are you out of your mind? Do you really think that just because you devoured my master's flesh and blood and carry his aura, I, your humble servant, would recognize you as my master? Die, you imposter!”

“Guimaru Kunitsuna is right.”

Yagami Tsukuyomi slowly landed on the ground, staring directly into the eyes of the imposter Mask. His brown eyes had completely transformed into a bloodthirsty crimson, revealing an undisguised and intense killing intent.

“To impersonate that guy and act in such a manner, among all the evil spirits I've ever seen, you are the most disgusting. Just hurry up and die.”

Surrounded by the members of the Superhuman Society, the imposter Mask simply stood there, unmoving. The black mist around him grew thicker, and the clothes on his body transformed into burning black flames.

“Emerge…”

The black flames surged from the Mask's body, gradually forming a massive figure that Amano Hina would never forget in her lifetime, one that reminded her of the despair and helplessness she felt at the time just by looking at it.

“The Weather God.”

Chapter 569: The Genuine Protagonist vs. The Imposter

“A big whale?”

Appearing before the members of the Superhuman Society were early members such as Yotsuya Miko, Sakurajima Mai, and Futaba Rio, who had experienced the first real trial, the BOSS that could manipulate the weather and attempted to make Amano Hina a living sacrifice as the Sunshine Girl.

What does this mean?

Can evil gods that have already been eliminated come back for a rematch?

I miss you, Prison Whale?

Just then, another burst of black flames erupted from the Mask's body, forming a tall, humanoid evil spirit.

“Sunshine Doll Killer.”

One after another, evil spirits formed from black flames continued to appear.

“Shuten-dōji, Onryō.”

“Flying Head, Tall Woman, Nodera Bozu, Inugami, Bridge Princess, Jorōgumo.”

The members of the Superhuman Society had realized it.

These evil spirits summoned by the imposter Mask were all ones that they… no, it should be said that these were all evil spirits that Yozora had once eliminated.

These Shuten-dōji, Onryō, Sunshine Doll Killers, and other evil spirits that were so far behind the current meta were not even worth mentioning.

But…

If we follow this logic… could it be that this imposter Mask can also summon…

“Emerge…”

In the silence, the imposter Mask finally uttered the two names that made the hearts of the Superhuman Society members sink.

“Izanami, Yaldabaoth.”

Seeing the woman draped in a wide divine robe, her face obscured by a layer of misty aura, the expressions of the Superhuman Society members couldn't help but change.

Izanami, although not the strongest evil spirit they had encountered, was the one that left the deepest impression on them. Possessing Sakurakawa Rikka, this powerful evil god not only had the power to directly transform ordinary people into spirit users but also had an exaggerated manipulation range that spanned several cities. Even Sakurakawa Rikka herself possessed the bizarre constitution of being able to revive from the dead, as well as excellent intelligence and reasoning ability.

This configuration can be said to have been maxed out.

Don't forget that Sakurakawa Rikka at that time was facing Yozora, Yagami Tsukuyomi, and the world's number one detective L, who could mobilize all the police force in Sakura Prefecture. Under such circumstances, she was still able to successfully escape to Hinode Island, and in the end, she was still able to make a desperate attempt. Although the final outcome was a loss, it was still a glorious defeat.

As for the god of rule and creation, Yaldabaoth…

Needless to say, at the time, it was only a matter of time. If the Superhuman Society members hadn't delayed the time, or if Yozora, the chosen protagonist with two “World” cards, hadn't been there, that battle would have been a certain defeat, and the world would have been destroyed, with all of humanity turning into emotionless puppets.

But just as Izanami appeared, the black flames burning on the imposter Mask's body suddenly flickered, as if it were a candle about to go out.

“Its power… is not enough to create Yaldabaoth!”

Hearing Amadeus's reminder, the members of the Superhuman Society present all breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking about it, that makes sense.

Even the real “Mask” had to pay the price of giving up his own soul's personification ability in order to completely eliminate Yaldabaoth. How could an imposter like you hope to summon such a powerful evil god again? It's just wishful thinking.

But…

“So many evil spirits, this is too exaggerated.”

Sakurajima Mai frowned, looking at Kawasaki Saki beside her.

“Saki, are you okay?”

“I'm fine.”

Kawasaki Saki clutched her chest, staring directly at the imposter Mask protected by dozens of evil spirits, her eyes incredibly cold.

“To attack us with that guy's face is not only an insult to Yozora but also an insult to us… We must eliminate it.”

“That's right.”

Yotsuya Miko gripped the hilts of Mikazuki Munechika and Guimaru Kunitsuna, the golden light of spiritual power emerging in her eyes, saying each word clearly.

“Let's go.”

Yotsuya Miko, the strongest in close combat, took the lead. The two famous swords in her hands drew two arcs, left and right, directly slashing at the most threatening Izanami's body among the evil spirits replicated by the imposter Mask.

“Swish!”

Izanami tried to raise her arms to block, which would not have been a problem if it had been half a year ago. After all, Yotsuya Miko at that time had a huge gap in strength compared to her. Even with the two famous swords, Mikazuki Munechika and Guimaru Kunitsuna, it would have been difficult to cause any fatal damage.

But the current Yotsuya Miko possesses the “World” card and has been reborn.

The two famous swords, Guimaru Kunitsuna and Mikazuki Munechika, pierced through Izanami's arms like a hot knife through butter, directly beheading her.

“Yukino!”

“Understood.”

Hearing Yotsuya Miko's call, Yukinoshita Yukino understood and had her Snow Woman gently exhale a breath, stirring up a gust of cold wind wrapped in ice crystals, helping Yotsuya Miko clear the obstacles on the road ahead.

“Fusion, Susanoo.”

Yagami Tsukuyomi fused with his Soul Avatar, Susanoo. At this moment, wielding the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi in his hand, he was like the true Susanoo descending, directly slicing the Weather God's massive body into dozens or hundreds of pieces amidst the dazzling light of the sword.

In just a moment, the dozens of evil spirits summoned by the imposter Mask were almost completely slaughtered by the members of the Superhuman Society.

“How laughable.”