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

In addition to being "immortal," he can treat even area-of-effect attacks that he can't dodge in time as if they don't exist.

The moment the opponent launches an attack, the moment the opponent reveals a weakness.

Seize that fleeting opportunity and launch an attack.

In the repeated clashes and waves of attacks, the entire shrine was left in ruins.

The scattered footprints on the broken earth, the twisted, gray-blue flesh, and the increasingly crazed and cold gaze of the Mountain God all clearly indicated one thing.

The Mountain God is serious.

He was now thoroughly fed up with Sakurai, this indestructible cockroach.

Throughout His long life, He has never seen a version of Sakurai who could be described as an unsolvable holder of "immortality".

He kept swinging his claws, trying to grab the slippery alien and crush him to pieces.

But...

For Sakurai, who had witnessed this scene countless times in timelines.

If he didn't want to, how could he have been caught?

Dodging the mountain god's claws at an incredible angle, Sakurai leaped into the air and brought his eight-sided silver hammer high into the air before bringing it down.

With a loud crack, the hammer slammed down on the mountain god's head.

Like a ripe watermelon being punched, a large chunk of the mountain god's skull caved in, and a foul-smelling, sticky, black liquid spurted out from the contact point between the hammer and the skull, covering Sakurai's entire body with the unknown liquid.

"My game, Mountain God, do you like it?"

Sakurai kicked the mountain god in the eye, using the force to fly backward and land heavily on the ground.

The pelvis, which had broken before it could dissipate the force, recovered and rubbed against the ground a couple of times to wipe away the remaining fragments of the eyeball from the toe of its shoe.

Sakurai took a deep breath and casually wiped the unidentified liquid off his face.

It stinks horribly.

Belatedly realizing what was happening, he covered his face with his hands in disbelief as the mountain god's mournful roar echoed through the sky.

"It seems you're quite satisfied. That's good."

"Alright... let's continue."

This is not a request for the mountain god's opinion, but simply a statement of fact.

With the power to foresee the future and to be immortal, he suppressed the mountain god in a long tug-of-war.

however--

This suppression is never unlimited.

However, his enemy is the unspeakable [supernatural].

What still exists between them is a vast, almost insurmountable gap.

He has temporarily gained a certain advantage through various forms of cleverness.

However, his advantage is still only a negligible point.

This can be clearly seen from the fact that he has been killed by the other party countless times, and he still has not found a way to defeat the mountain god.

If this continues, he won't be able to win even if he plays all day.

Not to mention that his current advantage is actually the [experience card], which will be available after the soul fire of the Arakami Fang is extinguished.

Unable to resist the mountain god's gravity, he became like a fish on a chopping board, with no chance of winning.

The time it takes to burn his soul completely from zero has now been extended to eighty-two seconds.

In addition to a further increase in my resistance to Soulfire, the temperature of the Soulfire's [flame] has also decreased significantly compared to the beginning.

A fire without roots...

It will eventually go out.

It has to be done before that...

We need to find a way to win.

So it's not the final moment yet.

Their battle has only just begun.

Sakurai clearly understood that the seemingly endless battle between himself and the Mountain God was actually on a countdown.

He stared up at the mountain god, whose head had been deformed by his hammer blow and whose eyes had been blasted out by his kick, his gaping, blood-red maw revealing a hideous and terrifying appearance.

Sakurai took two steps to the side, his back pressed against the gate of the shrine.

He's exhausted, and he doesn't have the energy to launch an attack right now.

They can rest and wait for the enemy to tire themselves out.

To Sakurai's surprise, the mountain god simply stared at him quietly without making any other move.

His empty pupils, filled with resentment, stared silently at me without making a move.

The Aragami Fang continued to glow faintly, relentlessly burning Sakurai's soul.

Sakurai paced back and forth, but never received an attack from the opponent.

Since you're not moving...

Then I'll do it.

Having calmed his breathing and regained some energy, Sakurai swung his eight-sided bright silver hammer and launched another attack.

This time, the Mountain God made a move.

His hand, which was even larger than Sakurai's, pressed down directly towards Sakurai's location.

He grabbed Sakurai's lower body and lifted him up, intending to swallow him whole.

"My blood is poisonous. If you want to eat me, aren't you afraid of getting a stomachache?"

With that, Sakurai pulled out the Arakami Fang from his waist and threw it at the hole in the mountain god's eye.

The crimson dagger drew a perfect arc in the air, sinking precisely to the root into the mountain god's empty eye socket.

The flames of the soul burned fiercely, and a mournful wail rang out again, causing the grip on Sakurai to loosen.

Sakurai arched his body, did a crunch, and broke free from the mountain god's grasp. After flying through the air for a while, he landed on the mountain god's head as he had expected.

One hand gripped the other's dented hair and wouldn't let go, while the other's legs hooked around His neck, fixing Him firmly to the Mountain God's head like a pair of pliers.

The pungent stench filled his eyes and nasal cavity, but Sakurai, oblivious to it, leaned down and lay on the mountain god's head.

The free hand was stuffed into the mountain god's empty eye socket, witnessed by the mountain god's only remaining eye.

Grasping the Aragami Fang, he rotated it several times inside the other's head.

Only then did he leap off the mountain god's back, completely satisfied.

27. Goodbye forever, Mountain God.

As Sakurai descended at high speed from the sky, he squinted slightly, countless timelines flashing before his eyes.

Amidst countless different future developments, Sakurai rapidly observes the outcome he desires.

found it!

He opened his eyes wide, and the clearest timeline he needed was presented before him.

this moment--

Sakurai's eyes saw the future.

As a human being...

To subdue the indescribable mountain god—

【future】

Raising his right hand, just before it hit the ground, Sakurai scooped it up and hurled it toward the series of bells on the mountain god's abdomen.

A loud boom followed, and the sound of a gas explosion rang out.

The mountain god's hand, which was protecting the bell, was crushed in an instant, and the mountain god's massive body collapsed after taking the blow.

The octagonal bright silver hammer, its light now dimmed considerably, flew back and struck Sakurai near the head, nearly blowing his head off.

Sakurai lay on the ground, panting heavily, for a while. That last burst of energy had completely exhausted him.

It took me a while to finally regain the strength to stand up.

Seeing the mountain god lying motionless on the ground, his tense nerves relaxed, and he knelt down on one knee, completely exhausted.

"Did you win?"

"No, His body hasn't disappeared yet, and..."

"No items were found."

"Even if it's dressed up as the Mountain God, it's still a supernatural being. The supernatural beings I killed couldn't possibly have left behind anything."

Muttering to himself, Sakurai did not approach the mountain god. Sakurai never doubted, not even for a moment, his own special nature.

He didn't see any of the mountain god's belongings. Since he didn't see what he wanted, he definitely hadn't won completely yet.

Sakurai frowned as he warily observed the other person's motionless body.

Without hesitation, he flipped the Aragami Fang over and stabbed himself in the neck.

Crimson blood gushed out, and Sakurai took a few more steps back.

Just as he had thought, the Mountain God was still alive.

He has simply lost consciousness temporarily.

To be precise, he was in a temporary coma after his brain was damaged.

To still be alive after reaching this point, he truly deserves to be called an indescribable monster.

what to do...