My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 288: Unexpected Allies Part 3

The slit-mouthed woman’s grin stretched wider until fresh rivulets of blood dripped down her chin. Her jagged teeth glistened as she let out a twisted chuckle.

"You like to hide and run away like a scaredy cat, don’t you?"

Her voice slithered through the air, layered with an eerie chorus of whispers. "But how long do you think you can run from me?"

She raised her hand again.

The scattered scissors sharpened, converging into a single form—a serpent

The moment it lunged, the entire battlefield screamed with the sound of grinding metal.

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Hisame flickered, barely slipping through the attack.

But even as she reappeared, a cold shiver ran down her spine.

Too close. If she mistimed it—if even a single blade caught her —she wouldn’t just be nicked. The damage would land at full force. No room for error.

CLANG!

The serpent snapped its metal jaws shut, crushing empty air.

But it didn’t stop. Its head whipped around, following her presence, twisting and coiling as it chased her .

Hisame reappeared to the left—it followed.

She flickered again, higher in the air—it struck upward.

Hisame had no time to counter; she was moving, always moving.

One mistake. One misstep. That was all it would take for those rusted fangs to sink into her.

The slit-mouthed woman cackled. "Run, run, little cat! Let’s see how long you last!"

The serpent was getting faster.

Hisame could feel the change in pressure every time she barely slipped through the gaps.

She needed to turn the tables—but she was hesitant to show her trump card too soon.

Not with the other generals watching so closely.

Her eyes turned toward Asher. He was standing far away, arms crossed, simply watching.

Why wasn’t he helping?

Last time, his golden energy had surged through her veins, pushing her.

And now? Nothing.

She narrowed her eyes. Was he testing her? Or was he waiting for something?

Hisame barely had a moment to think before more serpents of blades tore through the mist, lunging toward her like starving beasts.

Her opponent wasn’t just toying with her anymore—she was dead serious.

Hisame gritted her teeth.

Fine. If he wouldn’t help, she’d do it herself.

She twisted, flipping midair as she barely avoided a set of scissors snapping shut inches from her face.

Another coiled around her from the side, aiming to slice her in half.

She flickered out of existence just in time, appearing above the battlefield.

But the slit-mouthed woman was already ahead of her.

With a single wave of her hand, the serpents were already waiting below, turning the entire space into a death trap.

Hisame’s eyes widened.

With the slit-mouthed woman’s born ability amplifying damage, even a glancing blow could be lethal.

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She had no choice left.

But out of the corner of her eye, she saw Asher vanish.

Her pulse spiked.

Where—?

A split second later, he reappeared—right in front of the skull fiend.

Before anyone could react, his hand clamped down onto its bony face.

Then, golden light erupted from his palm.

BOOM.

A blinding explosion swallowed the whole battlefield.

The impact was so intense, everyone was forced to shield their eyes as the golden flare consumed everything, drowning out even the slit woman’s domain.

This sudden explosion gave Hisame the opening she needed.

Now!

She vanished, slipping through the narrowest gap between the incoming blades.

She reappeared in a blur, twisting through the air before landing smoothly on the ground, away from immediate danger.

Meanwhile, Asher wasted no time after confirming his kill. Light had been the skull fiend’s weakness—predictable, maybe, but effective. Yokai despised sunlight even more than demons, after all.

’I need to kill the other one,’

The golden explosion barely settled when he vanished again, reappearing behind Miko.

His golden energy speared forward, aimed right at the heart.

But the moment his attack landed—

It phased straight through.

Like a ripple in water, the golden energy passed harmlessly through the yokai’s form, dispersing into the air like mist. Unlike Hisame, he didn’t vanish—he simply stood there, untouched.

An illusion?

No.

Asher’s mind worked fast, analyzing. This wasn’t an afterimage.

Before Asher could process further, Miko spoke.

"No wonder that woman had the nerve to rebel. So, you’re her benefactor. Tell me—are you planning to kill everyone? Is that your endgame?"

Asher didn’t respond.

Miko shook his head and let every attack phase right through him. "Not bad… but not enough."

Blue flames ignited around him as he unsheathed his short katana.

Unlike normal flames, these didn’t burn with heat. Instead, they shimmered, spectral and cold.

Asher’s instincts screamed.

Move. Now.

And just like that, the entire place was engulfed in a flood of fire, forcing Asher to teleport.

He grabbed Lucy and reappeared beside the the cat yokai.

Confusion flickered across Hisame’s face. Before she could speak, he tossed Lucy to her and said, "Keep her safe."

Then he vanished.

A heartbeat later, Asher and Miko collided. His fist burned with golden light, clashing against the Supreme Commander’s blade.

This time, Miko sensed something different in the attack and made an effort to block it.

BOOOOM!

The entire domain shattered.

And what followed was the entire floor shattering beneath them.

The towering pagoda groaned, its ancient structure giving way as wooden beams snapped like brittle twigs.

Outside, onlookers gasped in awe, watching as dust and debris swallowed the sky, marking the devastation of the most important building in the city.

And amid the smoke and fire, a figure shot out like a comet, slamming into one of the structures with bone-rattling force.

BOOOOM!

The impact wasn’t enough to stop it—the body bulldozed through forty more buildings, shattering walls and splintering wood, before finally coming to a stop in the wreckage.

Curious onlookers rushed to see who it was—and were stunned by what they found.

The famous supreme commander lay down amidst the wreckage, his once-pristine kimono/hakama tattered, streaked with dust and grime.

Fractured beams and shattered stone surrounded him, a stark contrast to the powerful image he once held.

Everyone swallowed hard.

Who could have beaten him into this sorry state?

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Authors Note:

I’m still adjusting to my new schedule, but I managed to post two chapters for Villain and two chapters for Supernatural today, which is a good sign.