396 If you don't attack it, then I will have to attack you!

"Kill!"

The voice of the Murakuni Demon God boomed like a thundering bell.

With Its command, the distorted night thieves, who had been crawling on the ground, all became excited, their filthy aura growing much stronger than before, emanating a foul and unbearable stench.

"Kill! Kill!!"

The night thieves were likely under some form of enhancement from their leader.

"This thing, as expected, is hostile towards my position," Kamiya muttered as he brandished his buzzing straight-and-horizontal blade.

Behind him, two figures swiftly took form—one was the true Arajin Mary with her own belief system, and the other was the Dream Devouring Tapir, who had just reached Rank B.

Bubbling blood mist surged.

The dreamy red light carrying a hazy mist erupted in all directions.

"Let's see what this big screw is made of!"

Kamiya, leading his main forces, met the tide of night thieves who had reclaimed their weapons and were pressing on like a wave.