The God Threat

The ground shook as a huge army of Onryo rushed at Daichi, firing blasts of Broken Ki that lit up the sky.

"There's no way he dodges all of that," Daiki laughed.

"This is what happens when you act too confident, human," Akimitsu smirked.

The Onryo swarmed Daichi, punching his gut, ribs, and face. At the same time, the blasts hit him, exploding into smoke and fire.

Then, a giant Onryo stepped forward, swinging its fist like a falling rock. The impact sent shockwaves through the forest, ripping up trees and cracking the ground in a huge explosion.

Daiki and Akimitsu stood back, watching.

"Hah! No way he's alive," Daiki grinned.

"There's nothing left of him," Akimitsu added.

But then—

A voice came from the smoke.

You underestimate me

A strong shockwave blew the dust away. Daichi stood there, completely fine. With a small wave of his hand, the Ki blasts disappeared, and the Onryo army flew back like broken dolls.

Daiki and Akimitsu froze, their faces filled with fear.

"Impossible!" they shouted.

"He should be weak! He shouldn't even be standing!" Akimitsu thought, sweating.

Panicked, he ordered the Onryo to attack again, but before they could move, Daichi stopped his technique, cutting them off.

Daichi smirked. "That's it?"

Akimitsu dropped to his knees, shaking in fear. Daiki, desperate, fired a rain of energy blasts, each strong enough to destroy mountains. But as they neared Daichi, they simply vanished.

One of the Onryo trembled. "W-What are you…?"

Daichi took a step forward.

I am the rules

In an instant, he disappeared. Daiki blinked, and suddenly, Daichi was right in front of him. His presence alone made the air feel heavy.

Daiki, shaking, put all his Broken Ki into one final attack. He formed a massive energy ball, its power shaking the ground and tearing apart the battlefield.

"This will kill you, human!!"

"Broken Art Sub Technique: Final Bomb!"

The energy ball shot toward Daichi, splitting the land and destroying buildings in its path.

But Daichi simply raised his hand.

The moment the bomb touched his palm—it disappeared.

Daiki's face twisted in shock.

"N-No way…"

Daichi smirked.

"Here. Have it back. Ten times stronger."

With a flick of his wrist, he sent the bomb flying back at Daiki. The explosion was blinding, wiping out everything. The blast was so powerful that it erased Daiki and Akimitsu in an instant.

As the dust cleared, Daichi stretched his arms. Not a single scratch on him.

"You can come out now," he said.

A slow clap echoed through the battlefield.

A figure stepped out from the shadows—an Abnormal Onryo. He had a single horn on his forehead and a smirk on his face.

"So… you saw me the whole time?"

"Daichi… one of the few people who can use two Broken Arts."

Daichi narrowed his eyes.

The Onryo smiled.

"You possess the Order Technique, allowing you to create any rule you desire within a two-mile radius. And then there's Pure Carnage—your second technique, which pushes your power to infinite levels, removing any limits on your reach."

Daichi felt sweat roll down his face.

"How does he know my second Broken Arts Technique? I've only used it once in the past…"

The Onryo chuckled.

Then he laughed harder.

You are a God Threat

"A problem for us."

"And that means I have to kill you."

Daichi smirked. "Why do you keep saying 'us'?"

He didn't wait for an answer. With a flick of his fingers—

Explode

The Onryo blew apart, his body bursting into pieces.

For a moment, everything was quiet.

Then—

A voice.

"That's not a nice way to treat your guests, Daichi."

The Onryo regenerated. His body reformed like nothing had happened.

"How did he survive that?!" Daichi questioned.

The Onryo dusted himself off.

"It's a good thing I used my Broken Art."

Daichi let out a breath.

"So, are you going to kill me now?" he asked, smiling.

The Onryo grinned.

"Why not?"

BOOM

In a blur, the Onryo appeared in front of Daichi and punched him in the gut. The force sent Daichi flying through buildings, each one exploding as he crashed through them.

Daichi coughed, wiping blood from his lip as he stood up.

The Onryo stepped forward.

"I want to see it," he said. "Your second Broken Art."

"I want to see what happens when you lose control."

Daichi's wounds healed. His breathing slowed.

He smiled.

Let's see how far you get