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The blade clashed against the withered branches like metal against stone, scattering fine wood shavings and producing a sonorous clang.
In the moment Mary came to aid, Kamiyagawa quickly dodged to the side.
Without hesitation, he swallowed the "Elixir of Life Purple Gold Frost" he held in his hand. The Hannya spiraled out from behind him, rapidly transforming into the Jealous Mask and covering his face.
It definitely wouldn't be easy to fight an opponent of Rank A.
Kamiyagawa was always ready to face a tough battle.
Now looking towards the deeper part of the canopy at the opponent, that calamity of Fusang—
It was like a robust giant tree, a massive life form akin to a human.
Imposing and stout, with its roots completely exposed, twisting and intertwining like thick thighs extending and squirming.