Miracle Summoner

"Order!"

"Order!"

"Order!"

Amidst the rapid and resonant incantations, numerous talismans danced through the air above the bustling street, transforming into various spells that rained down upon the soaring dragon.

Flames roared.

Water surged.

Rocks were launched like cannonballs.

Branches and vines extended forth.

And an array of weapons—swords, spears, halberds—shot forth like arrows, with metallic shards darting like bullets.

All these attacks converged upon the dragon soaring through the sky, crashing against its massive form.

Yet, they failed to inflict any harm.

The dragon was already shrouded in a vast aura of dragon energy, surging in waves like a tempest, effortlessly deflecting all incoming attacks. The clashing forces neutralized one another upon impact.

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The most supreme and fundamental mantra of the Vajra King— Fire Realm Incantation —was being chanted by the Onmyoji.

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The Water Heaven Art, a spell of one of the twelve deities in ancient Indian Vedic mythology, was also being unleashed by the Onmyoji.

A torrent of incantations surged through the air, an unrelenting storm of spiritual arts, attempting to hinder the dragon's advance.

But they all failed.

The dragon's aura merely trembled slightly, and every spell was dismantled in an instant, rendered ineffective.

The Onmyoji were left in shock, panicking yet refusing to relent, continuing their pursuit of the dragon.

Naturally, many of them noticed Rozen and Kurahashi Kyouko standing atop the dragon's head and attempted to target them. However, the moment such thoughts formed, their vision blackened, and they lost consciousness, collapsing instantly.

Upon closer inspection, the young man riding the dragon's head was also chanting incantations, conjuring a barrier.

The barrier was shrouded in black mist—clearly something ominous.

And indeed, it was.

At that moment, Rozen had deployed a curse barrier. It had no defensive properties but inflicted spiritual erosion upon anyone harboring malice, hostility, or murderous intent towards him. Before they could even launch an attack, they lost consciousness on the spot.

This curse only worked on individuals with weak spiritual resistance. For highly skilled Onmyoji, it might be ineffective.

However, in this scenario, it was an exceptionally fitting measure.

Under such circumstances, the Onmyoji were powerless against Rozen, resorting instead to unleashing swarms of Shikigami in pursuit.

Yet, the majority of aerial Shikigami were limited to binding types, while others like Nioh and Yasha were unable to fly, forced to chase from the ground. Occasionally, they launched flying tools, but all were repelled by Hokuto's dragon aura.

The Onmyoji couldn't even break through the spiritual energy of a single Shikigami.

"So this is the Tsuchimikado clan's dragon..."

Kyouko, witnessing this spectacle, was once again left in awe, entirely unaware that Hokuto's power had nothing to do with the Tsuchimikado family—but was entirely due to Rozen.

Rozen, holding Kyouko in his arms, spoke to her.

"We'll break through first. Once we escape Onmyo Agency's encirclement, we'll conceal ourselves and go into hiding. That way, we can avoid direct conflict with them."

Rozen's words somewhat reassured Kyouko, filling her with gratitude.

She knew well that with Rozen's power, dealing with these Onmyoji would be effortless. Yet, he chose to withdraw instead, avoiding confrontation—for her sake.

"Well, they did show me something interesting and even allowed me to glimpse part of their overall plan. Consider this level of mercy a reward."

There wasn't a trace of tension in Rozen's voice, making Kyouko realize that, to him, the current situation wasn't even a threat.

Rozen faced everything with absolute composure. If not for the presence of the magical formation barrier, he would have already used Yubu to escape.

"Can't you break that barrier?"

Realizing this, Kyouko quickly asked.

"It's not impossible," Rozen replied calmly. "But a formation barrier of this scale… even for me, breaking it would take time."

Given that, their best option was to force their way through.

Of course, a more straightforward approach would be brute force.

A barrier?

Such things were as fragile as paper before Al Meissa Mercury. The final battle of the Sixth Singularity had already proven this.

However, unlike back then, this was a continuous magical formation—as long as the Onmyoji maintaining the formation didn't stop, even if Rozen destroyed it, it would be reconstructed in no time.

Thus, unless Rozen summoned a Beast Vassal to obliterate Tokyo or drained the city's spiritual ley lines, breaking this formation was impossible.

And clearly, Rozen wouldn't do that.

"I'm supposedly a jujutsu criminal, yet here I am considering the safety of Tokyo's people and spiritual ley lines. Meanwhile, the so-called guardians of order have thrown Tokyo into complete chaos without a second thought. How ironic."

Rozen spoke with unmistakable sarcasm.

After all, recklessly manipulating the spiritual ley lines carried immense risks. If mishandled, the ley lines could distort, causing a misalignment of spiritual energy and plunging Tokyo into an outbreak of Spiritual Disasters.

That the Onmyo Agency ignored this risk was precisely why Rozen mocked them.

"Father..."

Kyouko wasn't ignorant—she immediately grasped the gravity of the situation, her expression turning complex with disbelief.

She had never imagined that, to capture Rozen, her father—Kurahashi Genji, the head of the Onmyo Agency and leader of the jujutsu world—would condone such recklessness.

Yet, Kyouko's sharp intuition, a result of her awakened Star Gazing, told her there was something deeply abnormal about this operation.

It made her realize: perhaps, in the incident that led to Rozen becoming a jujutsu criminal, there was an undisclosed truth—one buried so deep it could consume anyone who dared unearth it.

Kyouko felt shaken but even more resolute.

"This is good."

Yes.

This was good.

Originally, she had come here precisely because she didn't want to be left out, because she wanted to undo the past.

If she couldn't uncover the truth—if she couldn't learn what truly happened a year and a half ago—she wouldn't be able to change anything.

Now, at last, Kyouko stood at the starting line, ready to pursue her goal.

With that thought, Kyouko strengthened her resolve.

Unaware of her internal struggle, Rozen continued holding her while urging Hokuto forward, cutting through the encirclement.

Using Wise Eye, Rozen could clearly perceive the positions of every Onmyoji, allowing him to pinpoint an escape route.

"At this rate, we'll break through in about three minutes. Then, I'll recall Hokuto and conceal us immediately."

That is, provided...

"We don't run into troublemakers looking for trouble."

Unfortunately, that was impossible.

Rozen had already seen that along this path, several troublemakers looking for trouble were approaching—rapidly.