Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 593 - Chapter 593 Chapter 529 Uprooting Everworld

Chapter 593: Chapter 529: Uprooting Everworld Chapter 593: Chapter 529: Uprooting Everworld “Who can tell me why there are two?”

Not long after the battle began on the other side, Aoki Kazuo found himself in trouble.

He was a Third Tier Onmyoji, but even as the weakest Red Prajna who were also Third Tier, the one he currently faced was definitely more ferocious and powerful than an ordinary Red Prajna.

This monster was tall, nearing 2.5 meters, with a thickset upper body bared, his face grimly red as blood, his hair wild and dancing like flames.

When Aoki Kazuo arrived at the destination, the Red Prajna that had torn Zhi to pieces hadn’t left, instead, it raised an adult woman high with impunity.

Snap!

A crisp sound of breaking bones was heard, the woman’s head burst open, blood and brains spattering everywhere.

Then the Red Prajna grasped the woman’s corpse, twisted it fiercely with its large palm, as if wringing clothes, twisting the doll-like body into a twisted shape.

Blood dripped down, drop by drop.

The Red Prajna lifted its head and opened its mouth.

Most of the blood didn’t fall into its mouth but was absorbed by his grim face, a red mist swirling around him, its momentum rising several notches.

Seeing this, Aoki Kazuo’s face darkened.

This indicated that the Red Prajna before him wasn’t simply spawned by the pollution from Everworld.

This guy must have a powerful physical body in Everworld.

“This just got complicated,” he muttered to himself.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a pale face barely visible on the ceiling.

“Why is White Prajna here?”

“What on earth are Higurashi Chika and the others chasing?”

Aoki Kazuo suddenly felt that this so-called emergency was probably not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

But faced with this powerful Red Prajna, he launched an attack without hesitation.

Somehow a blue Talisman had appeared at his fingertips. Spiritual Power activated the Energy within, and the Talisman instantly shattered.

Aoki Kazuo let out a low shout, and in the next second, the burst Talisman appeared above the Red Prajna’s head.

[Sealing Power]

An invisible constraint enveloped the Red Prajna, as if a shackle had been fitted on him, and then Aoki Kazuo waved his hand.

“Attack him!”

The woman floating in mid-air reverted to a piece of white paper, turning into a paper sword in Aoki Kazuo’s hand.

Deep Spiritual Power steamed up, and the head of a deer with antlers emerged from behind Aoki Kazuo. In the next moment, the paper sword shot out, slashing at great speed at the top of the Red Prajna’s head!

Clang!

The collision between the paper sword and the Red Prajna’s sharp horns produced a metallic clang. The monster winced in pain, its head rearing back, letting out an angry scream from its mouth.

At the same time, the paper sword flew back into Aoki Kazuo’s hand, the pristine paper now stained black, covered with clear cracks.

“This strong?”

Muttering to himself, Aoki Kazuo realized he had underestimated the Red Prajna’s strength, no, or rather the rate of its strength’s increase.

Throughout the fight, he kept part of his attention on the white face on the roof.

White Prajna was only one of the weakest of their kind, but facing a formidable enemy, Aoki Kazuo dared not take any chances.

“Where the hell did Higurashi Chika and the others go, if we keep fighting like this…”

A bitter smile appeared on his face, but Aoki Kazuo had no choice but to grit his teeth and launch another attack.

On the other side, after the battle had ended, Higurashi Chika didn’t hesitate to take Roger and get into the car, slamming her foot down on the gas pedal.

“We must rush back immediately, Aoki Kazuo might be in danger facing two monsters alone,” said Higurashi Chika quickly as she steered the wheel.

“He’s a pure Onmyoji, he has not practiced any swordsmanship, if the monster breaks through his defense and gets too close, plus the other one… Ito,” Higurashi Chika said with a worried face.

“What was up with that Smiling Prajna just now?” Roger asked.

“That’s a distorted and cruel monster. She suffered in her heart yet had to feign happiness. Unlike White Prajna, which also stemmed from a woman’s jealousy, the creation of a Smiling Prajna is more stringent,” explained Higurashi Chika.

“It’s said that the first recorded Smiling Prajna was just an ordinary woman. She had a plain appearance, a devoted wife and mother, only wishing to be an ordinary person. Unfortunately, her man developed wandering thoughts.”

“He cheated on her and in an attempt to maintain family stability, mostly to provide a peaceful environment for her child, the woman had to put on happiness and smile to greet people every day.”

“Over time, her smile became like a mask, perpetually fixed to her face.”

“Sadly, in the end, her man abandoned her, and to make matters worse, his spiteful new love harmed her child.”

“Engulfed in jealousy and rage, the poor woman was tainted by Everworld and transformed into a monster, avenging herself on her husband and his malicious lover, twisting off the woman’s child’s head and playing with it in her hand as one might with a pomegranate.”

“Having taken her revenge, she kept on laughing, but it was all meaningless. She lost her husband, her family, and her child was harmed. She was left alone, aimlessly wandering.”

“And then she would seek her next target.”

Higurashi Chika sighed.

“The taint of Everworld’s power is just the catalyst; the real root is in the human heart.”

“Compared to others, White Prajna are the least dangerous, only retaliating against those who harm them. But Smiling Prajna is a step up in danger, seeking out those with similar experiences after her own revenge is complete.”