The Great Exorcism Cannon illuminated the entire night sky.
Its blinding beam could be seen from distant towns.
The destructive power was immense—
Enough to flatten a small mountain.
But when the smoke cleared…
Mahito was still standing.
Half of his body had been blown away.
Yet his flesh twisted violently as it regenerated.
"Ah… that hurts."
Mahito laughed hysterically.
His distorted face twisted with madness.
"I almost died."
"If I hadn't forced my soul to self-destruct partially to reduce the damage…"
"That blast would've killed me."
His gaze shifted toward the massive mech.
Malice filled his eyes.
"But attacks like that must consume a lot of cursed energy…"
"Right, Mechamaru?"
"And…"
Mahito glanced around.
"The Simple Domain is gone too."
Indeed.
The four Simple Domain anchors had been destroyed in the blast.
The cylindrical barrier had vanished.
Mahito stretched his arms outward.
"Now…"
"…it's my turn."
His body suddenly expanded.
Dozens—
Then hundreds—
Of distorted human faces erupted from within his flesh.
These were the transfigured humans he had stored.
"Multiple Souls — Body Repulsion!"
A swarm of twisted creatures surged forward.
Like a tide of corpses.
They rushed toward Yagami Sora and Ultimate Mechamaru.
"Tsk."
"What a disgusting ability."
Sora raised his hand calmly.
"Vector Manipulation — Storm."
BOOOOM.
A violent tornado formed instantly.
Spinning upward like a pillar connecting earth and sky.
The charging transfigured humans were shredded before they could even approach.
Their bodies were torn apart inside the storm.
"No matter how many pawns you send…"
Sora walked forward slowly through the wind.
"…they're still worthless."
Mahito's expression darkened.
Fear crept into his mind again.
Behind him—
Kenjaku had already withdrawn to a distant ridge.
Watching silently.
That ancient sorcerer never fought battles he wasn't confident in winning.
Mahito understood something.
He had no escape route.
"…Fine."
His eyes sharpened.
"Then let's gamble."
"Let's see if your reflexes are faster…"
"…or my Domain."
Mahito formed a hand seal.
A domain born from the brink of death.
"Domain Expansion — Self-Embodiment of Perfection."
A massive black hand erupted from the void.
The world distorted.
Space folded inward.
In an instant—
Yagami Sora was swallowed into Mahito's Domain.
Inside—
Endless black hands floated in the darkness.
Each one capable of touching the soul directly.
Mahito laughed wildly.
"YOU LOST!"
"In my Domain…"
"My Idle Transfiguration is guaranteed to hit!"
"You can't block attacks that target the soul!"
Yagami Sora stood calmly in the domain.
Surrounded by countless hands.
"Guaranteed hit…"
"Annoying ability."
"But who told you…"
"…reflection can't block soul attacks?"
Mahito froze.
"…What?"
"The soul is just another form of energy structure."
Sora's eyes glowed with streams of blue data.
"With energy…"
"There are always vectors."
The Advanced Computational Assistance Module activated.
For the first time—
Sora could clearly see the structure of the soul.
The flow of cursed energy.
The connections between body and soul.
"Analysis complete."
Sora touched one of the black hands gently.
"Vector Manipulation — Soul Reversal."
BUZZ.
The entire Domain trembled violently.
Mahito's technique—
Which should have affected Sora—
Suddenly reversed direction.
It surged back along the Domain's structure.
Straight into Mahito himself.
"AAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"
Mahito screamed.
His soul twisted violently.
Kneaded.
Torn apart.
The pain far surpassed any physical injury.
The Domain began collapsing.
Black hands shattered like glass.
Turning into black sludge.
Mahito dropped to his knees.
Blood streamed from his eyes, nose, and mouth.
His mind couldn't comprehend it.
"…How…"
"How can someone reflect the soul?"
His worldview had collapsed.
Yagami Sora walked toward him slowly.
Looking down at him.
"I told you."
"In this world…"
"There's nothing I can't calculate."
"If there is…"
"…I just need better math."
Inside the mech cockpit—
Kokichi Muta stared in shock.
A Special Grade cursed spirit's Domain Expansion…
Destroyed from the inside.
This wasn't just strength.
It was overwhelming superiority.
"Alright."
Sora raised his hand.
A brilliant white light gathered at his fingertips.
"Time to end this."
"Next life…"
"Try not to look like a stitched-up corpse."
"Your aesthetic sense is terrible."
Suddenly—
A figure burst from the smoke.
Jogo.
The volcanic Special Grade cursed spirit.
"Ember Insects!"
Exploding cursed insects filled the air.
Fire erupted everywhere.
Using the smoke as cover—
Jogo grabbed Mahito.
"Kenjaku!"
"Move!"
From the distant ridge—
Kenjaku sighed.
Then summoned a large flying cursed spirit.
Within seconds—
All three enemies retreated into the sky.
"Trying to escape?"
Sora prepared to chase—
But suddenly—
Space twisted violently.
"Cursed Spirit Sacrifice — Void Collapse!"
Kenjaku's voice echoed.
A miniature gravitational singularity appeared.
A terrifying cursed technique created by sacrificing a Special Grade cursed spirit.
A tiny black sphere formed.
Gravity warped everything around it.
"Damn."
Sora immediately stopped.
If left unchecked—
The singularity would swallow the entire reservoir.
And possibly nearby villages.
"Vector Manipulation — Gravitational Neutralization."
He focused completely.
Reversing and stabilizing the collapsing vectors.
The singularity slowly shrank.
Finally disappearing.
But those few seconds—
Were enough.
Kenjaku, Mahito, and Jogo had already vanished.
"Tch."
Sora clicked his tongue.
"Lucky bastards."
He turned toward Ultimate Mechamaru.
"Next time…"
"They won't escape so easily."
Then he shouted upward.
"Hey!"
"Mechamaru!"
"What are you doing just standing there?!"
"Fix the dam!"
"If the reservoir floods…"
"We'll both have to write reports!"
"…Huh?"
"Oh! Right!"
The gigantic mech began clumsily moving rocks to reinforce the broken reservoir wall.
That night—
The Special Grade cursed spirits escaped severely injured.
The traitor Kokichi Muta returned to the side of the sorcerers.
And one name—
Became a nightmare in the minds of the enemy.
Yagami Sora.
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