198: Chapter 198 Extreme Counterattack

Far away on the other side of Tokyo.

Qin Ming leaned back on a soft leather sofa, a straw in his mouth as he sipped his cola.

Watching the sealing talisman fall on the right screen, he raised an eyebrow, placed the ice-cold cola on the coffee table, reached for a throw pillow to prop up his back, and settled into a more comfortable position to watch the show.

Qin Ming looked at the screen, which had momentarily gone black before Larry forcibly reconstructed the outlines of the infrared view via the electronic dimension. He let out a light chuckle. "Now the mouse has fallen into the tiger's den."

The storage room on the second floor of the villa.

The moment the sealing talisman hit the ground, an indescribable, extreme horror erupted from Sadako's delicate body like a tsunami!

The cardboard boxes in the room were instantly coated in a layer of ghastly white frost. That coldness did not belong to the physical realm; it was a freezing effect that acted directly upon the soul.

Before this resentment, as vast as an abyss, the ju-on magnetic field of the entire house was like a fledgling encountering an ancient dragon—instantly suppressed and trembling from the absolute difference in hierarchy.

The Old White Woman's dead face, originally filled with malice and madness, suddenly froze.

It wanted to let go of the hemp rope and flee.

It was too late.

Sadako's long black hair began to grow frantically. These strands were like living black vipers or a violent waterfall; in the blink of an eye, they flooded the floor of the entire room, climbed the walls, and tightly sealed every crack in the doors and windows.

The hemp rope was instantly ground into powder by the surging black hair.

Sadako's body fell heavily to the floor, but she did not collapse. Instead, she slowly stood up straight.

Her thick, jet-black hair covered her face like a waterfall, revealing only a single eye that had turned completely white. There was no human emotion in that eye, only the purest, most extreme deathly stillness and malice.

"Ugh... ah!" The Old White Woman let out a terrified, shrill scream.

But the sound stopped abruptly.

Hundreds of black hair strands, as tough as steel wire, suddenly lashed out, binding the Old White Woman tightly and slamming her hard onto the floor.

The crisp sound of bones shattering exploded in the room.

The black hair wrapped tighter and tighter, like a giant python strangling its prey, boring into the Old White Woman's seven orifices.

Sadako stood looking down, her head tilted slightly, her eye of pure white staring coldly at the Old White Woman on the floor.

She raised her hand and made a twisting motion in the air.

The thick bundles of hair binding the Old White Woman instantly exerted force.

"Crack—Pfft!"

The Old White Woman's neck was twisted into a literal braid, and along with her physical shell, she was ground into a floor full of scattered black ash by the terrifying hair bundles.

Under Sadako's absolute suppression, the thick and disgusting ju-on power belonging to this house transformed into wisps of black gas, which were continuously absorbed into her body.

The first-floor living room.

Emma had just performed a beautiful slide to dodge a black mud tentacle crashing down on her and was preparing to continue hacking at it with her Magic Radiant Sword.

Suddenly, the three-meter-tall disgusting monster composed of countless malicious faces slowed down drastically. The dense black mist forming its body was thinning at a visible rate, as if there were a giant pump upstairs forcibly draining its source of power.

"Huh?"

Emma stopped in her tracks and tilted her head to look at the ceiling.

Fine black hair was already seeping through the cracks in the second-floor floorboards like plant roots.

The extreme, oppressive chill in the air was pouring down from above without reservation.

"Sister Sadako seems a bit off," Emma blinked, the smile on her face becoming increasingly bright and morbid. "But that's what makes it fun!"

She raised the azure rose with one hand, pointed the muzzle vertically toward the ceiling where black hair was constantly seeping through, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The violent kinetic energy of the gunpowder, carrying blue magical light, blasted a hole over two meters in diameter through the wooden floor of the second story.

Load-bearing wooden beams snapped, and large pieces of drywall and wood splinters mixed with dust crashed down.

Falling along with the debris was a bizarre figure wrapped in endless black hair.

Sadako landed on all fours on the first floor, her limbs twisted in an extreme, reverse-jointed posture.

Her bones made a tooth-aching "crack-crack" sound as she stood up straight in an incredibly slow and eerie manner.

She didn't look at Emma beside the ruins; instead, she locked her completely white eye onto the trembling mass of resentment across from her, which had already shrunk to less than half its size.

Sadako's head tilted ninety degrees to the left in a dead angle.

Her right arm slowly rose, her slender fingers pointing at the unspeakable monster in front of her.

She clenched her hand forcefully.

Boom—!

That mass of ju-on monster didn't even have time to let out a shriek; its massive body was like a tomato stuffed with high explosives, bursting into nothingness on the spot!

All the malice, curses, and illusions of severed limbs were instantly transformed into the most primitive black dust.

The black dust was drawn in as if by a hurricane, forming a massive funnel-shaped vortex that poured frantically into Sadako's body.

As these ju-on powers were completely absorbed, the sickening, viscous feeling that had permeated the villa was swept away.

But the crisis had not been resolved.

The pure white eye turned mechanically, finally fixing its gaze on Emma, who was standing a few meters away.

"Wow," Emma rested her chin on one hand, looking at Sadako, who was now exuding her full aura, and let out an exclamation devoid of any fear.

The next second.

The ground beneath Sadako's feet shattered inch by inch. Dozens of black hair bundles, as thick as an adult's arm, pierced through the air like arrows from a bow, accompanied by terrifying sonic booms as they lunged toward Emma's face!

"Godspeed."

A flash of light appeared beneath Emma's feet. Her small body pulled out an afterimage in a fraction of a second; those violent hair bundles missed her nose by a hair's breadth, punching transparent holes through the load-bearing wall behind her.

Emma didn't retreat; instead, she used the explosive power of the boots of divine speed to leap high like a graceful butterfly, stepping off one of the hair bundles.

She flipped nimbly in mid-air, an intact cross-shaped sealing talisman held between her fingertips.

"It's not right for big sister to be naughty."

Emma smiled sweetly, her figure descending precisely in mid-air. She brushed past Sadako's flailing hands and slapped the talisman firmly onto Sadako's neck.

Slap.

The sealing talisman stuck fast to the skin, and its dark gold patterns instantly lit up.

The wildly dancing black hair lost all momentum in an instant, rapidly retracting and disappearing like a pool of dead water.

The suffocating cold in the air also receded like a tide.

The focus instantly returned to Sadako's white eye as her jet-black pupil reappeared.

Her massive power was forcibly cut off, and a sense of extreme weakness instantly swept through her body.

Her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto one knee amidst the messy ruins, gasping for breath.

Emma landed steadily, brushed the dust off her hands, walked over to Sadako, and poked her cheek with a smile. "Good job, Cleaner Sister."

...

The infrared image on the television screen became clear again.

The doorbell rang just at that moment.

"Beep—!" Larry's synthesized voice came from the speakers. "Target detected approaching the front door. Confirmed as a delivery rider carrying high-calorie food."

Qin Ming stood up from the sofa and gave a long stretch.

"A perfect wrap-up." He walked to the entryway, opened the door, and took two large boxes of Hawaiian pizza and strawberry sundaes from the sweating delivery man.

Closing the door again, Qin Ming placed the pizza on the coffee table and was just about to open the cardboard box.

Emma's voice came from behind him. "Is Brother going to hog all the food for himself again?"