On the other side of the battlefield, above the ruins of Ashihara District.

Gandalf and Da Yi were back-to-back, locked in an endless siege.

A black tide surged in from all directions.

It was a legion composed of countless green-faced, fanged evil ghosts shrouded in resentment.

"Rumble—!!!"

Gandalf raised his staff high, and from the firmament above, another rain of dark-green meteors descended.

Every meteor was entwined with 【Soul-Devouring Netherflame】, carrying high heat that burned the soul as they slammed brutally into the ghost horde.

The earth trembled, and flames soared into the sky.

Hundreds and thousands of evil ghosts emitted tragic, piercing shrieks within the green flames, their bodies burned to ashes.

On the other side.

Da Yi's figure moved at high speed among the ruins, every leap as nimble as a ghost.

The longbow in his hand was already drawn full like a full moon.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—!"

【Variable Arrow Rain】 activated.

In an instant, hundreds of arrows infused with the power of the stars shot out explosively, turning into a dazzling rain of light that covered the ghost horde on the other side.

The penetrating power of the arrows was astonishing; each arrow could skewer several evil ghosts like a stick of candied haws, pinning them dead to the ground.

Starlight exploded, blasting their ghost bodies into pieces.

"Hehehe..."

An eerie laughter echoed in the darkness.

The evil ghosts that had been burned to ash by the flames reassembled within the black resentment.

The severed limbs and broken arms that had been blown apart by arrows squirmed on the ground, rapidly reassembling into their original forms.

In just a few breaths, the cleared area was once again densely packed with evil ghosts.

Unafraid of death, they surged forward in waves, one after another.

"Roar—!"

Right at this moment, the walls of an abandoned thirty-story building suddenly began to squirm.

Concrete peeled away, revealing blood-red "muscles" and pulsing "veins" underneath.

At the top of the building, an abyss-like giant mouth split open, emitting a deafening roar.

Countless thick steel rebars turned into octopus tentacles, extending out from the windows and whistling through the air as they lashed brutally toward Da Yi in midair.

The asphalt road on the ground also came alive, turning into massive hands bursting out from the soil, grabbing at Gandalf's feet.

Gandalf frowned slightly and thudded his staff against the ground.

【Arcane Barrier】!

A light-blue magic shield enveloped him, blocking the giant hands reaching out from the ground.

Meanwhile, Da Yi maneuvered agilely in the air, firing his longbow continuously, shooting through and severing each of the incoming steel rebar tentacles.

However, even more buildings mutated.

The entire Ashihara District turned into a giant living monster.

...

Zhou Huai's consciousness withdrew from Yasuo's body.

In the next second.

His consciousness transferred onto Gandalf.

Sensing the ubiquitous chill and resentment in this space, along with the thick, suffocating fear emanating from the tens of millions of ordinary people in the city below...

Zhou Huai understood.

"A Domain, huh..."

"A Night Parade of One Hundred Demons constructed by feeding on the fear of twenty million people in the entire city..."

"In this Domain, as long as the fear below does not dissipate, these evil ghosts are immortal and indestructible."

Zhou Huai's eyes turned cold.

Kujo Masakage.

This century-old ghost actually possessed a few tricks up his sleeve.

If an ordinary SS-Rank Professional fell into this Domain, they would only have two choices.

Either be worn down to death...

Or charge down and slaughter all twenty million "batteries" providing the fear.

But that takes time.

And Kujo Koji and Kujo Masakage would never give him that time.

"What a pity."

Through Gandalf's body, Zhou Huai let out a soft chuckle.

"The one you encountered... is me."

"To deal with a rat like you hiding in the gutter, I prepared a grand gift specifically for you."

High above in the sky.

Kujo Masakage's three-meter-tall ghost king body hovered in midair, his massive fleshy wings flapping.

He looked down at everything happening in Ashihara District with great interest, a playful cat-and-mouse smirk on his face.

"So what if you are two SS-Ranks?"

"As long as you are in my Domain, all your struggles are futile."

He enjoyed this feeling very much.

Watching powerful enemies struggle and despair in his Domain, before ultimately being submerged by the endless tide of ghosts.

This was a game for kings.

However.

Just as Kujo Masakage was gloating and about to order the ghost horde to launch a full assault to tear those two intruders into pieces...

The smile on his face suddenly froze.

A wave of fear originating from the deepest instincts of his bloodline, making his soul tremble, rushed into his heart without warning.

He lifted his head and looked up at the firmament completely shrouded in darkness by him.

There.

Without anyone noticing, a point of light had appeared.

An extremely tiny, yet incomparably dazzling golden point of light.

The moment that point of light appeared, the entire Domain trembled violently.

Below, the evil ghosts that were previously roaring ferociously felt as if they had met their natural predator; they all let out terrified shrieks and instinctively tried to shrink back.

"Wh... What is that thing?"

The playfulness on Kujo Masakage's face vanished completely, replaced by horror and disbelief.

That point of light was expanding rapidly.

No, it wasn't expanding.

That was a shining star descending from the distant depths of the Universe at a speed surpassing light!

Darkness was receding.

The chill was being dispelled.

A holy aura swept across the entire city of Tokyo.

It was as if due to his existence, all filth and evil in this world would have nowhere to hide.

"Boom—!!!"

The sky burst open.

The endless darkness was forcefully ripped open into a massive rift by a torrent of Holy Light descending from the sky!

In the center of that light...

A figure unfurled his six wings of light that eclipsed the sky and sun.

Clad in a pure white holy robe, his face was so handsome that he did not seem like a mortal. His eyes were tightly shut, his expression full of sorrow and compassion, sighing for the sins of this world.

Surrounding his body were countless runes and chains formed of light, exuding the majesty of judgment and purification.

The long-hidden SS-Rank Avatar—Six-Winged Holy Angel, Gabriel!

"N-No... Impossible..."

Looking at that figure, the red glow in Kujo Masakage's eyes flickered wildly, his voice becoming sharp and screechy from extreme fear.

"This is... Holy-type power?!"

"Where did a Holy-type Professional come from??"

Gabriel slowly opened his eyes.

They were eyes composed of golden light, devoid of any emotion, carrying only the judgment of sin.

He lowered his head, looking down at the churning ghost sea below, and the ghost king in its center exuding sky-reaching Demonic Qi.

He raised his hand.

A majestic voice of judgment coming from the heavenly sanctuary echoed above the entire city of Tokyo.

"God said."

"Let there be light."