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High School Hack and Slash Chapter 166 Part 1

Extreme Class Raid 『Onigashima』

―― Territory 『Kenzan Promontory』 ――

―― countdown: 09:23:59:59 ――

 

The roar of waves crashing against the cliff wall.

The withering and smoldering dry wind.

On top of a craggy, pointy sea rock, I look around at my surrounding area.

「Mm.」

No matter how you look at it, it’s an accident I found myself dragged into.

There’s no one in the surrounding area, but timing-wise, Seiichi and Subaru-kun should have been taken in by the raid, too.

Everyone on the Rashomon floor must have been sent to this other world (raid) at the same time.

The onis were mumbling about as they performed what looked like a ritual in front of the End Realm Gate, so I think that was what caused it.

Nothing can be done about me ending up getting separated from the two, but as far as I can see, there are no shadows of people.

The fact that there’s no one in my immediate vicinity even though there were that many people on the floor is a testament to the scale of this other world.

When you dive into the raid domain through Rashomon, you’ll be transferred to a place in the domain where the miasma concentration is low.

It’s a place that the monsters inside do not like and is also called a safe area.

It’s far apart from the core of the other world, but it’s also an area at which the raid influence is low, and serves as the base of the conquest.

As long as you don’t enter the domain in an exceedingly strange manner, you shouldn’t be sent to some strange places, but…

「Well then.」

Jaggy and pointy rocky area, twisted dead trees, and a reddish-black ocean that looks like a pool of blood.

Most likely, if you look inland from the shore of the 『island』, you will see a gigantic mountain, and a stretch of domain that does not fit into your field of vision.

『Extreme Class (Ultimate)』 rank other world (raid), 『Onigashima』.

That’s what was displayed in the Interface message when I logged in.

It has a scale and intimidating air that makes me unsure if I can still call it an island at this point.

First of all, I guess I should meet up with Seiichi or Subaru-kun.

I have no intention to challenge the raid, which is said to be of an unconquerable level.

I don’t know what kind of quest it is, and I don’t have enough preparation and members either.

This time, we simply got caught up in the event.

We should just take shelter in the safe zone and wait for the auto-return set up at Rashomon.

Good graciousness, it sure is troubling as things develop too rapidly.

Unless they follow the arrangements a bit more, I won’t be able to keep up with the development, but…

「Hou, too sudden, is it? Do you want to say it’s unreasonable?」

I can hear a disappointed yet haughty voice.

That one is standing on top of the rocky area, looking down at this side.

「By any chance, do you want to say reason is required for all phenomenon? Kakaka, what a foolish being you are! In the realm where all creation reincarnates, as if there is such a thing as happiness or unhappiness. Everything is inevitable, no more than fate.」

The sky I look up at is the color of the borderline between day and night.

The time of rendezvous with demons, twilight.

「What do you say? Isn’t that so? O poor reincarnated one, my beloved sworn enemy.」

A huge, rugged frame oozing with heavy pressure that looks as if it were carved out of a block of rock.

He wears a red-boned warrior’s outfit and countless swords.

He has a mask-like oni face and two large horns protruding from the side of his head.

With his jagged teeth bared, he’s having a hearty laugh.

 

Name, 『Akura-Ou』

Race, Kijin

Attribute, Oni

Rank, ※※※

Abilities, 『Human ※Lost』『The Dead』『Man Oni』『General Oni』『Oni Lord』『Oni God』『Gongen (Incarnation)』

Existence Level, -☆☆☆☆★●

「The Exiled Imperial Prince」 「Lord of Mt. Yuga」 「Hailed One」「75 White Foxes」「Incarnation of the Great Yuga」

 

Just as his appearance tells, he turns out to be a demon.

Regardless of his original form, he’s a being that has transcended the laws of this realm.

He’s not someone who was born as『transcendent being』 from the beginning, like the ones I’ve seen thus far.

A being that has climbed up the ladder and reached that level.

If we apply the standards of our academy students, he would be a sixth step class changer.

And then, needless to say, he’s a GP wielder from the GR system.

「Talking is boorish. In that case— now, scatter your guts and leave your corpse behind!」

Killing intent and demonic energy is dripping out of the katana, which is drawn with a schwing.

A tachi to the right and a tachi to the left.

I have two katana tips pointed at me.

I have neither recollections nor reasons to do it, but I have no choice either.

My preparations to buy a fight sold to me are in order all the time.

Swinging my right arm, I jump into the maai of his sword formation.

「Kahaaah!」

As it is, I pull out the deformed halberd from the Item Box and slam it into Akura-Ou’s neck.

Scattered sparks and shattered blades.

Throwing away the shattered right katana, the shimmering left katana closes in toward me.

The skin of my neck is ripped open and blood spray splatters.

Without a moment’s delay, his left hand, which has let go of the katana, is placed to the hilt of the youtou, which is fastened to his shoulder armor.

A sword drawing beyond Saki’s iai, where the overarm draw is blurry, one where the initial movement I can’t even see.

In the state of activating Raijin-style acceleration technique, I swing『The Ripper (Bhaudhara)』 and use to recoil to bend my neck.

The second blood spray is also from a piece of skin.

Both his GP barrier and acceleration power are equal with mine, or perhaps his exceed mine.

Ridding ourselves of the acceleration state, we stand against each other on the rock mass.

It was something akin to a greeting.

We both know it.

Putting my hand on my neck, I trace the cut scar with my fingertips.

「Kakaka. Good, very good! Kakakaka! This is how it should be, this is exactly how it should be!」

His upturned lips split up, forming exactly what you’d call the face of an oni.

He’s showing no signs of being bothered with his shattered right shin guard at all.

「I’m so happy, my sword is also gradually rising for the first in a long time!」

「I have no taste for homosexuality.」

「As usual, what a boring man you are. Pederasty is the mannerism of a warrior, you know?」

*Kukuku* The Kijin, who is laughing amusedly, shows no opening.

Somehow, he’s acting as if he knows of me, but as expected, I have no idea who he is.

There’s no way I would be able to forget a guy who is so strong in a lot of ways, though.

「Very well. Things like memory are just trivial matters. Now, now, feel free to take your time and thoroughly savor my seventy-five white fox katanas.」

That’s one overblown advertisement.

I think he carries only about ten swords on his back.

I end up being at a loss as to whether I should throw in a retort or not.

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―― Territory 『Shirakonegahama (White Bone Beach)』 ――

―― countdown: 09:23:58:59 ――

 

The hand that had been held in front of his face was withdrawn.

「… Is this for real? Dang it.」

Seiichi, who was holding his forehead, muttered as if he was groaning.

If he were to look up, he could see the sky, in front of him was the ocean, and at his feet was a white sandy beach.

Hills of white sand, so white that it was hazy, were spreading out.

The waves that broke on the shore and retreated were red, as if permeated by the color of the sky.

The place was a foreign other world (raid).

There was a limit to unexpectedness, and it was an accident into which he had been thrown with nothing but the clothes he happened to wear.

The same was true for his mental preparations, and he had neither his equipment nor tools.

And then, above anything else, he was the only one who had logged into this place.

「Can’t be helped. For now, I guess I’ll just look for someone who can tell me what’s going on.」

Seiichi, accepting the situation rather easily, began to walk along the sandy beach.

Even if he himself was not aware of it, he had ended up getting used to it.

To unreasonable trouble, that was it.

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