This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame

Chapter 445: Magong Yongshi Gets Angry (4000 characters)_2


"Ah... Ah!!!"

Magong Tong's legs were trembling, and her voice had twisted with fear.

But even so—

Magong Tong lowered her head, closed her eyes, and with all her might, charged towards the adversary.

Her remaining strength was scant, and escaping was no longer possible.

She only hoped that this collision might exhaust even a bit... just a tiny bit of the vengeful spirit's hatred.

Even if it was just a tiny bit of hatred, she thought she might have helped Beichuan.

Because Magong Tong had already summoned all her courage.

The Iron Hammer Vengeful Spirit was swinging viciously towards the left side of her head while a metal spike aimed directly at her eye…

Perhaps it was the clarity of impending death, but Magong Tong could see everything with startling clarity.

Thump!!!!

That was the sound of the hammer crushing flesh.

Magong Tong stared dumbfounded at the scene unfolding before her, stumbling and tumbling to the ground.

"Be, Beichuan?"

She cried out unconsciously.

Just as she had hurled herself towards the vengeful spirit, the ceiling above suddenly collapsed entirely.

Beichuan Si, holding the Death Aura Hammer, had smashed the entire section of the ceiling down.

The sinister hammer didn't even pause, striking directly at the vengeful spirit's head holding the hammer and spike.

With a crack.

The vengeful spirit's head was smashed off by the blow.

But in the next moment, accompanied by a hair-raising sound of bones twisting, the headless Iron Hammer Vengeful Spirit turned its spike around in an inhuman twist, aiming it at Beichuan Si's head.

The movement, seemingly poised to pierce through Beichuan Si's head, caused Magong Tong to scream unconsciously.

But Beichuan Si seemed prepared.

He flung the Death Aura Hammer into the gap in the ceiling and grabbed the incoming slender arm of the assailant, then turned over his body with the ease of a gymnast.

The strong inertia instantly twisted the vengeful spirit's arm into a twist.

Yet, while Beichuan Si barely avoided this thrust, the vengeful spirit's other hand's hammer came smashing toward his waist.

The hammer carried a whistling wind, and the force it contained was terrifyingly formidable.

But—

Beichuan Si let go of the vengeful spirit's arm in time, caught the falling hammer from the air, and with a flip of his hands and a deep breath, he swung it at the oncoming hammer!

Thump!!!!

With just one swing, Beichuan Si sent both the hammer and the hand flying.

Even half the body was smashed apart.

Yet, even so, Ruyue Nao still wasn't dead.

The hatred swirled, seeming to regenerate new hands and a new head.

Beichuan Si frowned upon seeing this scene.

He stepped back hurriedly to Magong Tong's side, "You alright?"

"...No, no major issues," Magong Tong responded subconsciously.

"Oh?" Beichuan Si took another look at Magong Tong, then pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and said expressionlessly, "Wipe your face."

"Um…" Hearing Beichuan Si, Magong Tong subconsciously touched her face.

It was a sticky sensation.

And it carried a persistent acrid smell.

It turned out that some of her vomit had stuck to her face, and as she had charged towards the Iron Hammer Vengeful Spirit, her face was covered in tears and snot, so...

Her face was indeed a total mess.

Ah... Ah...

Magong Tong opened her mouth wide, 'ahhing' for quite a while until she finally screamed, "I'm, I'm so sorry!"

She hurriedly took the handkerchief Beichuan Si offered and wiped the filth from her face.

Strange as it might seem.

Just now, she had felt fear, despair, and a debilitating weakness, anxiety filling her every bone.

Yet upon seeing Beichuan Si, all those sensations had dissipated.

Indeed... Magong Tong was even considering whether she had shown an unflattering side of herself in front of Beichuan Si just now.

It had to be said, Beichuan Si truly was a miraculous presence to Magong Tong.

No matter how panicked, how distressed, or how scared she was, as long as he was there, she could feel a peace that was indescribable.

When Magong Tong began to wipe her face, Beichuan Si placed Nishijou Kurenai beside her and instructed in a calm tone,

"Protect your Sister Magong well."

Upon hearing this instruction from Beichuan Si, Nishijou Kurenai simply pulled another body over, transforming it into a hammer.

She clenched the small hammer, jumping up and down on the spot, as if telling Beichuan Si that as long as she stood guard, no one would break through the defense.

Beichuan Si nodded, then turned to look at the Iron Hammer Vengeful Spirit in front of him.

The entity was still repairing its body, the ceaselessly squirming resentment was nauseating.

Just as Beichuan Si was about to charge forward again, the voice of Magong Yongshi suddenly sounded by his ear.

Usually gentle in demeanor, her tone now unusually carried anger, "Mr. Temple, I hope you can leave this creature to my sister and me to handle."

"..." Beichuan Si.

Beichuan Si turned his head.

Under his gaze, Magong Yongshi and Shenzhu Shihui swiftly drifted out from the Shinra Bell.

Even Shenzhu Shihui, who typically carried a carefree demeanor, bore an expression full of anger.

Should one commend that they truly were Sisters of Magong Tong?

Having witnessed Magong Tong nearly dying at the hands of this vengeful spirit just moments ago, both of them were understandably unhappy.

"As you wish," Beichuan Si glanced at the Iron Hammer Vengeful Spirit, "but... you must have also realized that this creature is not the original entity."

"Even so... Yongshi still wishes to fulfill the obligations that a sister should," Magong Yongshi lowered her head and said to Beichuan Si, then looked at Magong Tong with a gentle voice, "At least... in dealing with the trash that bullied my sister, a sister should fulfill her obligations."

Following that, she and Shenzhu Shihui materialized and landed on the ground simultaneously.

Meanwhile, four crystal-clear chains swiftly emerged from beneath the wide sleeves of the two.

The two flung the pale golden chains toward each other, binding the vengeful spirit's upper and lower halves while they also exchanged positions through an unusual step pattern.

Pale wrists flipped, positions shifted, and the pale golden benevolent thoughts corroded the surface of the opponent's body.

Shihui Shenzhu and Magong Yongshi seemed to be handling simple needlework.

Their chains were the needles being flung, and the hundred glinting charms were patterns they wove.

This potent charm confined the Iron Hammer Vengeful Spirit in place, then under Shihui Shenzhu's shout, 'I'm going to blast you into nothingness!' they flicked their fingertips, and the pale golden charms exploded in an instant!

The pale golden benevolent thoughts emitted a strong purifying force, dissolving the Iron Hammer Vengeful Spirit into a pool of fishy yellow liquid in an instant.

After completing this, Magong Yongshi and Shenzhu Shihui retracted their chains into their sleeves and floated back.

Beichuan Si glanced at the two women, his tone unchanged, "Cool down yet?"

Cough cough...

Shenzhu Shihui coughed somewhat embarrassingly, averting her gaze, too embarrassed to look at Beichuan Si.

On the other hand, Magong Yongshi bowed graciously, "It was indeed impulsive of my sister and me. Still, I have to thank Mr. Temple for accommodating our unreasonable request."

"It's fine."

In fact, Beichuan Si truly understood Magong Yongshi and Shenzhu Shihui.

If he were in school and saw someone daring to bully Beichuan Huili, he guessed he would also stop the perpetrator and calmly explain the situation at length before letting the perpetrator leave.

Putting himself in their shoes, Beichuan Si thus didn't dwell on the matter.

Beichuan Si signaled his lack of concern, then pointed towards Magong Tong, "Go check on Magong's condition, I'll examine the remains left by the vengeful spirit."

"Okay," replied Magong Yongshi and Shihui Shenzhu with nods.

As they went to check on Magong Tong, Beichuan Si strode over to the residue left by the vengeful spirit.

This...

One could hardly discern anything.

Beichuan Si took another look at Magong Yongshi and Shihui Shenzhu.

He hadn't expected that the two of them would strike so harshly.

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