Chapter 169 Battle! Doll Legion!
The slaughter broke out in an instant.
After being stopped, Yaga Masamichi unhesitatingly punched Hana-makura, who was blocking his way. The change in tactics was too quick for the latter to react, and he received the punch directly on his face.
Curse energy burst, snapping off the two branches protruding from Hana-makura’s eye sockets. His body lost balance and fell backward.
Yaga Masamichi immediately lunged forward, kicking Hana-makura’s leg, thoroughly disrupting his center of gravity.
Having defeated the obstacle, he continued straight towards Jaborishi.
To stop that special-grade cursed spirit seemed like the best choice, regardless of the unknown intentions or the fact that some other entity had possessed Nodate Jiro’s body.
That special-grade cursed spirit was just a henchman to that man.
But suddenly, warning bells rang in Yaga’s mind. He stopped abruptly, dodging to the side.
In the next moment, a thick tree root burst through the ground, sharp branches piercing through his original position. It seemed that he barely escaped being impaled by those branches.
“Tsk, indeed, a special grade isn’t so easy to handle…” The man’s face twisted with dissatisfaction as he watched Jaborishi vanish from sight.
“It seems the only thing I can do is to finish you off first.”
Yaga Masamichi turned to face Hana-makura and raised his hand to attack.
Just then…
A towering black shadow suddenly appeared behind Hana-makura, and it quickly sensed the incoming attack. It turned around, blocking a doll bear-shaped cursed corpse.
There were many more cursed corpses than those summoned by Nodate Jiro. They were enough to keep busy the several grade-1 cursed spirits while aiding their master in battle.
Taking advantage of this opening, Yaga Masamichi rushed toward Hana-makura.
“Don’t blame me for being underhanded, cursed spirit.”
Ultimately, a cursed corpse operator relies mainly on the cursed corpses they create. Yaga Masamichi’s close combat skills and sturdy build came from his own efforts.
Twisting his body and retracting his fist, he unleashed all his accumulated curse energy, shocking Hana-makura back.
Another cursed corpse, resembling a killer rabbit, charged out. It caught up to Hana-makura, pummeling him into the ground.
Amidst the relentless barrage, Hana-makura managed to stabilize himself, leaving deep furrows behind upon landing.
More cursed corpses surrounded him, burying him under a mound of dolls.
Yaga Masamichi kept his eyes fixed on the submerged Hana-makura. He knew a special-grade cursed spirit wasn’t easily dealt with.
Sure enough, moments later, branches erupted from the dolls, revealing Hana-makura’s form.
Those sharp branches emerged directly from his body, precisely targeting and destroying the cores of the cursed corpses. It was hard to believe how accurately he navigated such a chaotic environment.
“Special grade, indeed not easy to handle.”
Even though he was aware of this, Yaga Masamichi couldn’t help feeling challenged.
“Probably no one else could handle you and these cursed corpses, but…” Hana-makura crossed his arms and凝聚了一颗颗种子, slowly saying, “Unfortunately for you, you’re dealing with me.”
Tossing the seeds with a flick, they struck the cursed corpses engaging the grade-1 cursed spirits.
The cursed corpses were powered by curse energy, and the seeds utilized this very energy for growth.
In horror, Yaga Masamichi watched the seeds effortlessly penetrate the cursed corpses, sprouting grotesque flowers marked by jagged teeth.
Soon, as time passed, branches spread wider while the cursed corpses shrank significantly. Once drained of curse energy, they turned back into immobile, cute dolls and were torn apart effortlessly by cursed spirits.
Fragments of cloth and stuffing floated in the air.
With nearly ten cursed corpse dolls eliminated, their already weak individual strength, relying on sheer numbers to hold an edge against the grade-1 cursed spirits, waned significantly, balancing the battle.
Hana-makura produced more seeds in his hands.
“Must stop it!”
Realizing this, Yaga Masamichi moved to stop Hana-makura’s destruction.
But Hana-makura was skilled at keeping opponents at bay.
Enormous branches pierced through the ground, charging at the man like a predator. Yaga Masamichi evaded them, helplessly watching Hana-makura destroy his carefully crafted cursed corpse dolls with seeds.
The balance tipped further in Hana-makura’s favor.
“So be it. Focus all efforts on attacking this special-grade cursed spirit, abandoning any resistance against the grade-1 ones!”
Yaga Masamichi quickly changed strategy, ordering the remaining cursed corpses to focus all attacks on Hana-makura.
The cursed corpse dolls disengaged from the grade-1 cursed spirits, turning towards Hana-makura.
Despite two more being hit by curse energy seeds, Hana-makura’s seed barrage faltered due to the proximity of the cursed corpses.
Hana-makura crouched, slamming his hand on the ground. Robust branches shot upward, launching him high to escape the cursed corpse encirclement.
As the cursed corpses pursued along the branches, Yaga Masamichi vanished beneath them.
The cursed corpses, losing their foothold, hung helplessly as Hana-makura remained airborne.
Meanwhile, standing on the ground, some cursed corpses held hands, propelling another upward. Playful attacks flanked Hana-makura and Yaga Masamichi simultaneously.
Encircled from both sides!
Facing Yaga Masamichi’s onslaught, Hana-makura decisively dismantled the floor beneath him, plummeting downward.
Yaga Masamichi’s fist morphed into a grasp, attempting to slam the cursed corpse down with Hana-makura attached.
The cursed corpse, a fabric and cotton weave, now possessing abnormal weight, smashed into Hana-makura’s chest like a cannonball.
With a loud impact, the ground beneath them collapsed, cracks spreading outward. The cursed corpse eagerly awaited the opportunity, ready to pounce on Hana-makura.
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After school, become a jujutsu sorcerer.
