Crossover anime, a daily life that begins with hunting supernatural beings.

The great hammer, forged from a meteorite, fell upon the mountain god once more.

With a click...

The sound of bones breaking rang out, and the mountain god, whose leg had been smashed and who could no longer support his body, uncontrollably knelt down.

Sakurai didn't know if the sound of his own bones breaking was louder or that of the mountain god; all he knew was...

"So even gods bleed?"

Staring intently at the golden wheat stalks flowing from the mountain god's calves, which were identical to those of the fox priestess, he murmured.

Under Sakurai's repeated provocations, the Mountain God finally gave up his playful attitude.

I've decided to take this step seriously and completely crush Sakurai.

"Outlier, since you want to see it, I'll make sure you see it clearly."

The sound of blasphemy echoed in their ears, followed by the sound of flesh and blood churning. The mountain god's fox-like head split open like a blooming flower into four ferocious mouthparts that extended backward.

Just like unzipping a leather jacket, amidst blasphemous winds, the mountain god revealed his true form to Sakurai.

What came into Sakurai's view was the twisted and ferocious appearance of the mountain god.

Countless gray-white arms extend from His chest, their hands clasped together, and beneath them are countless bells.

Beneath the disheveled hair, a huge, ferocious head stared at Yuuto with its blood-stained mouth wide open and bell-like eyes blazing. Countless bells on its chest jingled against each other, producing a melodious yet chilling sound.

Coming?

Looking at this terrifying and horrifying sight, Sakurai felt a chill run down his spine, as if something horrific and unimaginable was about to appear. Following his instincts, he instinctively jumped back.

At the same time, a pair of long, slender, greyish-white arms transformed into shadows and swept towards Sakurai's location.

At the critical moment, he narrowly refused the mountain god's suggestion to hug him, and Sakurai lowered his eyes and stared at him silently.

This guy...

They actually dared to launch a sneak attack.

"How long have you been wearing that wig? Your hair is such a mess, why don't you even bother to fix it?"

"So, does the mighty mountain god really consider himself a god?"

"Does wearing a cloak for so long make you forget what you actually look like?"

"You ugly monster."

After spouting trash talk, Sakurai began his charge, swinging his eight-sided, bright silver hammer, ready to strike the ugly body of the Mountain God with unstoppable force.

But before that, his raised hand was already grabbed by the mountain god, who flicked his finger and sent Sakurai flying at high speed.

The sound of bells mingled with strange laughter as the mountain god pointed a finger at Sakurai, who was lying on the ground, seemingly mocking his overestimation of his abilities.

"It really is true, we've been looked down upon."

"However, if it is the Mountain God, I don't think I have anything to say."

"After all, this guy is stronger than me."

He landed heavily on the ground and couldn't help but vomit a clump of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

However, it will take another 20,000 years before I give up and surrender.

Sakurai fiercely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and tried to stand up, but it seemed a little difficult.

"Arakami, hurry up."

Clenching his teeth, Sakurai called out to his comrades.

The flames of the soul reignited, and in a matter of moments they completely consumed Sakurai, who offered no resistance.

After manually loading the save file, Sakurai stood up, supporting himself with one hand on the ground.

The real battle...

just began.

It's a long way from getting him to surrender.

At the very least, you're not qualified yet.

Sakurai fell silent this time, yet everything was understood without words.

The fire burning in his eyes made this clear.

From the very beginning, Sakurai knew that with his current power, he was absolutely no match for the indescribable supernatural beings.

but...

He had his reasons.

That is, no matter how resourceful or far-sighted this mountain god may be.

other side...

I would never respect myself, at least...

They would never place themselves on the same level as the other party.

Sakurai had already grasped this point.

so...

That's all he can take advantage of.

By taking advantage of this possibility, and through the ability to foresee the future and be resurrected, one can find the only solution within an unlimited timeline.

This was his battle strategy.

Now, the first stage is complete, and he has seen the true form of the Mountain God.

Entering the second stage means the opponent is much stronger, and it also means...

The fact that we are one step closer to victory.

A thousand times, ten thousand times, he will never truly die.

Therefore, in countless timelines, there must be a moment when he finally reaps the rewards of victory.

He was willing to pay any price for this.

Unlike the situation with the Wild God, the Mountain God may be powerful, but the supernatural nature of the opponent will not change.

In that case...

Absolutely, there is a fatal flaw.

If not, he would try to find that flaw.

Alright, let's begin the experiment.

The Aragami Fang at his waist gleamed even brighter, and the octagonal silver hammer in his hand grew heavier and more powerful.

You are the Mountain God, right?

I...

coming! ! !

An overconfident challenger, a self-righteous, self-centered fool.

He brandished his butcher's knife and charged toward the place where the gods were.

If...

If this body, all of this, will inevitably disappear at some point.

Absolutely, absolutely!

It is absolutely time to condemn and punish all bastards like you who have tarnished human pride to the extreme.

so--

I'll make a grand entrance!

26. Grasp that faint hope

Bang!

Bang! !

Bang! ! !

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Sakurai moved continuously around the mountain god, swinging his eight-sided bright silver hammer again and again.

The silvery-white hammer fell on the mountain god again and again.

Life for life, injury for injury.

Like a slippery eel, it slipped through the gaps between the other person's fingers time and time again.

This is...

The irrationality of those who can foresee the future.

With the ability to quickly load saves using the [Aragami Fang], Sakurai can, in a sense, be considered a true [player].

In reality, the most realistic game.

He can [memorize the board] and, through the ability of [the item], witness that future scene firsthand.

Then--

In countless future encounters, I recorded the manner and location of the Mountain God's next attack.

React before that happens, and respond before that happens.

Until then...

[Dodge this attack].