"Who are these people on the other side?"
Eichi's gaze swept across the surroundings. Besides some old acquaintances, there were quite a few new faces.
"That Tsuchigumo over there has a Cursed Technique that destroys everything, and it feels pretty good. You know the one in the sky. Her Cursed Technique also has a similar destructive effect.
Then there's the one over there with the dual lightning and fire swords, our ancestor, Sugawara no Michizane. The others are either old faces or cannon fodder."
Satoru summarized the situation in a few words.
Satoru was clearly at a disadvantage because his Limitless was constantly being nullified, but his arrogant tone made it sound as if he had been the one dominating the fight.
"Even if they're all cannon fodder, there are still quite a lot of them."
Suguru's hands were tucked into his wide sleeves, his eyes seemingly glowing as he looked at the thousands of Cursed Spirits around him.
Among these thousands of Cursed Spirits, the weakest were Grade 1 Cursed Spirits, and there were many Special Grade Cursed Spirits. Suguru had already seen more than ten.
Kenjaku had gathered most of the elite among the millions of Cursed Spirits here.
Suguru unconsciously licked the corner of his mouth.
The battle with Kenjaku more than two months ago had cost Suguru around twenty thousand Cursed Spirits.
Coupled with the recent siege by millions of Cursed Spirits, Suguru had to continuously release Cursed Spirits to maintain the front line and prevent any harm from coming to his family.
This meant that Suguru, who at his peak had over a hundred thousand Cursed Spirits, now possessed fewer than thirty thousand.
But at this moment, Suguru suddenly realized that if this battle went well, he might even make a small profit.
Thinking of this, the light in Suguru's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
All the Cursed Spirits Suguru glanced at could not help but take a step back.
'Is he the curse, or are we the curses?'
"Let me make this clear first. Don't you dare try to snatch that old man from me. He's my family's ancestor, so I have to personally pay my respects."
Satoru arrogantly pointed at Sugawara no Michizane, who was dressed in ancient Heian attire, his eyes like a big cat spotting its prey.
Sugawara no Michizane, being pointed at by a junior, frowned as anger rose in his heart.
"No problem. I've already paid my respects to my family's ancestor, and I got no complaints, so I definitely won't fight you for him. As for Suguru..."
Eichi turned to look at Suguru, whose eyes were shining as if he was figuring out how to get something for free.
"He probably doesn't have time to fight you for an ancestor."
"Yours was dug up too?"
Satoru looked over curiously.
"Yes, the Kamo family's too. I sent them up together while I was at it."
Eichi nodded.
"Then I'll send ours up to join them now."
Satoru said, preparing to act.
"Don't rush. Restore your Cursed Energy first."
Eichi stepped forward and placed his hand on Satoru's shoulder.
As their shadows intersected, Round Deer began to heal Satoru's injuries.
The other side was also reorganizing their formation, slowly surrounding the four of them.
"A bit interesting. It seems Abe no Seimei also understands troop deployment."
"With that many Shikigami, it's only natural for him to study such things. There's no need to be surprised."
After Suguru finished speaking, the Four Calamities appeared beside him.
Eichi also took his hand off Satoru's shoulder.
The battle erupted instantly.
Both sides wanted to seize the initiative and suppress the other, and numerous attacks converged in the air.
Jogo's flames, Dagon's water flow, Hanami's wooden walls, Satoru's Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue, Artoria's Mana Burst, and Eichi's magic bullets.
Countless explosions swept through the surrounding space.
Several figures rapidly rushed out from the smoke and dust of the explosions.
After Medea possessed Eichi, he immediately flew toward Hana.
Regardless of how Hana was being controlled, it was better to get her into his hands first.
This way, everyone could fight without holding back.
Moreover, with Medea's abilities and Noble Phantasm, there was a very high possibility of directly releasing Hana from control.
Sensing Eichi's objective, Abe no Seimei and Kenjaku immediately sent their subordinates to intercept him.
A spherical object suddenly flew from behind Eichi.
Eichi instinctively fired a magic bullet, but it was bitten to pieces by the opponent.
Special Grade Cursed Vengeful Spirit: Flying Head.
"Your enemy is us!"
A large spear swept across, and Eichi raised his magic staff to block.
Special Grade Shikigami, Hakuzosu.
A Gashadokuro dozens of meters tall shielded Hana, and a disheveled female Cursed Spirit radiating resentment also flew over to attack Eichi.
Special Grade Cursed Vengeful Spirit: Bunsha Yōhi.
"A bit nostalgic."
A vast surge of Cursed Energy erupted around Eichi, repelling Hakuzosu, Bunsha Yōhi, and Flying Head, who had charged forward.
The last time he was besieged by multiple Special Grades was before the Battle of Sendai, wasn't it?
However, at that time, he had to worry about the million Cursed Spirits inside the barrier rampaging into the city, so he dared not kill them and provoke Tamamo-no-Mae and the others. In the end, he could only retreat first.
But now it was different. What he had to do now was eliminate the enemy with absolute power.
Countless magic bullets flew in every direction.
The continuous attacks forced Hakuzosu and the others to temporarily evade.
Once the enemies had been forced back far enough, Eichi immediately redirected most of his magic circles, aiming them at the colossal Gashadokuro.
While a huge physique often provided an advantage in many battles, against enemies much stronger than oneself, it was merely a living target.
"Ahhh, it hurts so much!"
Gashadokuro shielded its skull with both arms, trying to curl into a ball and endure Eichi's attacks by reducing its exposed surface.
Two flashes of light appeared and vanished on Eichi.
Eichi raised his right hand high, and vast Cursed Energy began to gather, forming a huge magic cannon with a diameter of over ten meters.
"You won't succeed."
Hakuzosu charged with his spear, the tip aimed at Eichi's heart.
Seemingly sensing Hakuzosu's threat, Eichi aimed most of his remaining magic circles at Hakuzosu.
This allowed Flying Head and Bunsha Yōhi to break through the magic bullet blockade and rush in front of Eichi.
The massive magic cannon fired at the curled-up Gashadokuro.
At the same time, Flying Head's sharp teeth and Bunsha Yōhi's claws, emanating dense cursed aura, touched Eichi's body.
Suddenly, two consecutive impacts burst from Eichi's body.
"Ah!" x2
Bloodcurdling screams emerged from the mouths of Flying Head and Bunsha Yōhi.
The two impacts just now were triggered by Falling Blossom Emotion, Modified. It was an automatic counterattack that temporarily unbalanced the two Cursed Spirits through the force of the impact.
The other was a pre-set positive energy impact.
For Bunsha Yōhi and Flying Head, who were Cursed Spirits, positive energy was undoubtedly a potent poison.
Seeing Bunsha Yōhi and Flying Head fall for the trap, Eichi immediately stopped his fierce assault on Gashadokuro, and his staff, enchanted with dense positive energy, swung horizontally behind him.
Bunsha Yōhi was cut in half at the waist, and Flying Head, which only had a head, was directly smashed apart by the staff.
After quickly finishing off Bunsha Yōhi, Eichi flicked his wrist and blocked Hakuzosu's great spear.
Hakuzosu and Gashadokuro were Shikigami, not Cursed Spirits, so they could not be swiftly killed with positive energy like before.
But it did not matter. After all, the huge gap in power was obvious, and their defeat was only a matter of time.
(To be continued.)