Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 612 - Chapter 612 Chapter 538 The Road to Everworld_2

Chapter 612: Chapter 538 The Road to Everworld_2 Chapter 612: Chapter 538 The Road to Everworld_2 “There’s no need to form an advantage or suppression; all actions are aimed at one purpose: to inflict injury on the opponent, even if the wound is trivial.”

“However, after chaining these injuries together, like rolling a snowball, small wounds become grave. Even if one has a slight edge in overall strength, it’s possible to be defeated or even killed in battle!”

Higurashi Chika analyzed calmly.

“You’re still concerned about this?” Yukiko asked anxiously, while Higurashi Chika remained composed.

“Of course, during battle, one needs to consider how to beat the opponent.”

She spoke deliberately, word by word.

“Defeat him?” Yukiko looked incredulous.

Higurashi Chika nodded.

“I may not be able to do it now, but that doesn’t mean I won’t ever be able to!”

Her gaze was firm, and her fingers gripping the hilt of her sword turned slightly white from the strength of her hold.

Meanwhile, the colossal Isobushi was still crazily tearing at Roger, but soon Uchiyama Mamoru’s complexion changed, and with a wave of his hand, Isobushi’s body agilely swung its tail.

But in the next moment, a bone sword with a metallic luster pierced through Isobushi’s skull!

“Just as I thought,” Roger’s voice came through clearly amid Isobushi’s roar.

“Your attack isn’t very effective.”

[Quinn–Sword Seal]

[Return]

After learning the swordsmanship of Autumn Water Fraction and most importantly, receiving the Secret Manual from Higurashi Chika, Roger advanced by leaps and bounds in his swordsmanship training.

Condensing Guardian Spirits through Spiritual Power was merely the weakest link; the key was that under the support of Autumn Water sword techniques, the Quinn Sword Seal underwent a complete transformation.

When taking an attack, Roger could store all his strength on the Sword Seal on the surface of his body, and then, when the power was accumulated to the limit, he could release it in conjunction with his own power in one explosive burst.

It could be said that at that instant, the thrust Roger executed was at least three times more powerful than Uchiyama Mamoru’s normal attacks!

Just a simple strike penetrated through Isobushi’s skull.

The sword blade lifted, and driven by a tremendous force, the Sword of Destiny, like a bamboo splitter, followed the path of the wound and almost bisected Isobushi’s body!

“Ah!”

The Guardian Spirit was severely damaged, but the one who screamed was Uchiyama Mamoru.

He fell from the sky, landing on the ground with an ashen face, his hair at the temples now laced with white, and he appeared to age 20 years in an instant!

“Break!”

At the critical moment, Uchiyama Mamoru decisively disintegrated the summoned Guardian Spirit.

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

While this action would cause backlash and leave him weakened for a long time after the fight, it was still a more acceptable outcome compared to having his Guardian Spirit directly cleaved open by Roger.

“Swoosh!”

Roger landed from the air, shaking the Sword of Destiny in his hand.

“What a pity, your Guardian Spirit obviously isn’t strong enough.”

As he spoke, his longsword stood in front of his chest, and the broken Quinn Sword Seal reemerged on the surface of his body amidst the humming vibration.

“Your abilities are completely countered by mine.”

Honestly, Uchiyama Mamoru’s Guardian Spirit was quite peculiar; ordinary transcendents would be very passive when facing him.

Because a minor wound could possibly lead to an irreversible calamity.

Roger did not know the extent of Isobushi’s special ability, but those transcendents who focused on offense and neglected defense would likely not fare well against Uchiyama Mamoru.

It also made him realize again the all-encompassing strength that came from the combination of the five basic Dharma Seals and swordsmanship.

Body, spirit, defense, and attack–while each aspect might not be the strongest, there were almost no weaknesses.

Demonic Hunters mostly operate alone, and perhaps this all-around balance was based on that very reason.

On the surface, Roger seemed relaxed, but deep inside, he remained extremely cautious.

Unlike the singularity of Western transcendents, Onmyoji from the East can utilize Spiritual Power to display a variety of attack methods.

Recent encounters with information about Onmyoji broadened Roger’s horizons.

Compared to Western transcendents, Onmyoji’s only shortcoming was in their physicality, but that flaw was mostly addressed once reaching the Fourth Tier.

The Onmyoji’s body is linked with their Guardian Spirit, and any damage inflicted on them is transferred to the Guardian Spirit.

This could protect their relatively frail bodies to the greatest extent, allowing them to go all out in battle.

The trauma inflicted on the Onmyoji themselves was not without effect; rather, it was transferred and hidden in a latent state.

As long as the power is strong enough and the trauma is severe enough.

The result is the same.

Just like a moment ago, Roger’s successive attacks seemed to cause no harm to Uchiyama Mamoru, but in reality, his Guardian Spirit had become weakened because of them.

“Quick battle, quick decision!”

Roger gripped the Sword of Destiny in his hands and took a step, instantly crossing a distance of more than ten meters, but at that moment, his expression suddenly changed!

“Boom!”

The ground beneath his feet cratered as Roger forcibly changed direction; his body shifted sideways, and without time to think, his weapon flew from his grasp.

At that time, Uchiyama Mamoru, who had collapsed on the ground, suddenly melted like a liquid, leaving a large puddle on the ground.

“So cunning!”

Roger didn’t expect that simultaneous with his grievous wound, Uchiyama Mamoru had already thought of the next combat strategy, and upon landing, had left behind a watery clone under the cover of Isobushi’s exploding body.

His actual body had silently shifted positions, and at the instant of Roger’s attack, he launched a fierce surprise attack!

His target was Yukiko, who stood behind.

Uchiyama Mamoru looked almost transparent, his complexion even paler and more terrifying, with a malevolent light flickering in his eyes.

“You’ve won, but you’re not my target!”

Uchiyama Mamoru shouted coldly. Behind him, the Guardian Spirit Isobushi reappeared, only now its body was covered with dense wounds.

It looked as if it had been patched up and could disintegrate at any moment.

Hiss!

Isobushi opened its gaping maw and instantly swallowed Uchiyama Mamoru. Not slowing down, it also ingested Yukiko and Higurashi Chika, who stood beside him.

Splat!

The Sword of Destiny in Roger’s hand pierced Isobushi’s massive body, the spiritual power vibrated, and Isobushi’s body trembled, but at the same time, black smoke erupted from it.

That thing swam forward, and the smoke around it grew denser.

By then, Roger had reached Isobushi’s side. He gripped the hilt of the sword; without the amplification of power, Roger was like fighting against great waves, while the wounded part of Isobushi began to fade, as if it might escape from Roger’s grasp.

“This is a kind of teleportation ability!”

At that moment, Uma’s shout came from behind.

Her face was anxious, her eyes shimmered with a strange sheen, as if filled with nostalgia, hatred, and fear.

Roger didn’t witness this scene, but he understood the urgency of the situation.

Without the luxury of further thought, he instantly released the Pale Blood within him.

Rustle!

Ordinary blood seemed to have new life infused into it.

Roger’s spirits lifted as he felt invisible shackles around his body, yet with a slight twist of his muscles, it seemed as if something had broken free in the darkness.

A mighty aura soared into the sky!

Crack!

Uchiyama Mamoru’s barrier was easily torn apart.

At Sunrise, such a surging bloodline power was as conspicuous as a pearl in the sand, instantly attracting many gazes.

But Roger could not be concerned with being exposed anymore.

His qi and blood surged within him; he opened his palm and a strong force struck into the wound pierced by the Sword of Destiny.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Roger snorted coldly.

Having lost the surrounding barrier, Isobushi was like a fish leaping into the ocean, swimming and flying higher in the void. Uma also arrived, but before she could speak, the dense black smoke enveloped everyone.

The scene before their eyes twisted, Roger’s spirit tensed, and at the same time, Uma’s weary voice came to his ears.

“It has opened a channel.”

“The channel between this world and Everworld!”

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