Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 634 - Chapter 634 Chapter 550 Successive Events_2

Chapter 634: Chapter 550: Successive Events_2 Chapter 634: Chapter 550: Successive Events_2 Michihiro Morita’s complexion changed drastically, “No, we need to get out of here quickly; perhaps the people from Ran’ei Shrine are nearby!”

He urged aloud.

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”

Just then, from all directions, a hissing and rustling noise suddenly arose, as if something was crawling underground. This was followed by a hoarse voice, “I have found you, Michihiro Morita. You can’t escape.”

“Just come back with me as a guest. If we have to use force to take you back, tsk tsk, that wouldn’t be a pretty sight.”

“I appreciate it, but please tell the Ran’ei Divine Master that I am just an ordinary Forge Master, entangled in trivial matters, and it really isn’t convenient for me.”

Michihiro Morita slowly walked forward, raising the Sword of Destiny in his hand.

“Convenience isn’t for you to decide.”

“Life is precious, let’s not waste each other’s time.”

Ishii’s voice echoed from all around.

“Does it have to be this way?” Morita stopped in his tracks, and with a low roar, a massive Flame Tiger appeared by his side.

Walls of fire rolled aside automatically, avoiding Roger and the others and then enveloped the entire cave.

“It’s useless, you can’t hurt me if you can’t find me.” Ishii scoffed, “Two people are a bit troublesome, but now that I’ve encountered you, you can’t escape my tracking.”

“Besides, you might not be afraid of my surprise attacks, but as for the others… ”

Ishii’s voice grew weaker, as if he was moving away. But just then, Michihiro Morita’s face changed and he roared:

“Watch out!”

No sooner had he spoken than they saw Roger suddenly step to the left; at the same time, a dark shadow burst from the ground. Had Roger been even half a second slower, the shadow might have struck right between his legs!

Even for a Transcendent, that spot was a critical weakness.

“Quick reaction, huh?”

The miss, the shadow rocketed to the top of the cave, then merged with the rock wall.

“I hate that smug look of yours!”

Ishii’s voice was filled with anger, “And I especially hate your face!”

By now, Michihiro Morita had moved to Roger’s side, the two of them in front and back, with the remaining three sandwiched in the middle.

“Here.”

Roger took the Sword of Destiny that Morita handed him, a hint of surprise on his face, “Is it ready?”

Michihiro Morita nodded, “It won’t affect combat, but you need to pay a little attention to the frequency of use.”

Roger, multitasking, quickly glanced at the hints given on the notice board.

[Sword of Destiny–Modified]

High Tier Vampire Green forged it using all of his clone’s Essence Blood and bones; the sword is a person, and the entire weapon is made in two segments.

After special adjustments, the bond with Green has been weakened, and some abilities have changed.

Multiplying Attack: The sword body inherits the vampire’s agility and strength, and the attack speed is enhanced. Once fully activated, it can stack two instances of damage in one attack.

Causing a threefold attack under normal conditions!

Multiple forms of attacks will damage the sword body; please use with caution.

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The blade hung high.

Under destiny, all are but ants.

“Given the limited time, this is the best I could do,” said Michihiro Morita from the side.

“This is akin to a self-adjustment of the sword’s power, a kind of shortcut. Just be careful when using it, and don’t cause irreversible damage to the weapon.”

“Honestly, I have never seen such a weapon before; it has significant research value, so you must protect it well,” Morita couldn’t help but admonish.

Roger noticed that the Sword of Destiny’s original strange attack methods were gone; in addition, the abilities of the Thread of Fate and Destiny Slash had also disappeared.

It was unclear if they had been converted into an unknown state or had changed due to Morita’s adjustments.

His understanding of forging was still based on the forced induction at Hunter’s Cabin. He rarely met a Forge Master, and if possible, Roger really wanted to absorb him into the Demon Hunter team.

Without further thought, he focused his mind and gripped the weapon in hand.

The bone hilt conveyed a slight chill, the bone was rough to the touch, but strength was transmitted from it.

Frankly, at this moment, Roger really wanted to test his limit burst.

“Can you pinpoint that guy’s location?” Roger asked.

“It’s difficult.”

“My Guardian Spirit, the Flame Tiger, is not adept at combat, while the Sand Centipede is a very powerful Guardian Spirit!”

“Attack, defense, stealth, and even a bit of poison…”

“It’s really tricky. Its weakness, if any, lies in its movement. Don’t go head-to-head with it; we need to get out of here first.”

Michihiro Morita didn’t open his mouth, but the thoughts in his mind were transmitted to Roger’s ears, a special application of spiritual power. After entering the Third Tier, Roger had mastered this skill as well.

Click Click Click!

Just then, a series of dense noises came from the darkness. Michihiro Morita looked in the direction of the sound, and when he saw the scene in the distance, his face turned pale with shock.

“No good!”

“This guy is planning to use the features of his Guardian Spirit to seal the cave’s exit!”

You should know that the cave Roger and the others were in was not an ordinary cave on the ground, but a part on the side of a cliff.

If the exit was completely sealed, it would not be easy to leave even for a Fourth Tier Transcendent, not to mention there was a creature lurking in the darkness that could burrow through soil and rock, eyeing them greedily.

“Snap!”

Michihiro Morita instinctively lunged forward, but then a hand rested on his shoulder, and Roger’s voice came from beside his ear, “Don’t rush.”

“Be careful!”

Before he could finish, the Sword of Destiny in his hand shook, followed by a muffled grunt, and a shadow that had just appeared by Yukiko’s side vanished.

“This guy…”

Michihiro Morita’s forehead was covered in cold sweat. He was already somewhat exhausted from days of travel and assisting Roger in reforging the Sword of Destiny. If not greatly weakened, his combat strength was certainly much reduced.

And after this moment’s delay, the cave’s exit had been completely sealed. Dust filled the air, and the surroundings fell into complete darkness.

“Nobody move,” Roger ordered calmly.

Everyone was rigid, and almost stopped breathing the moment darkness descended.

Nights in Everworld were indeed very different from those in the real world.

Darker and more profound.

Unknown energy pervaded the area, even affecting Roger to a certain extent.

But compared to the others, his advantage was all too clear.

He, too, was no stranger to shadows and darkness.

The next second, the sharp sound of something cutting through the air reached them.

Then, suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared.

Despite the absence of any light source, and enveloped in absolute darkness, everyone felt as if they could see that brilliant sword strike when Roger struck with his blade.

Clang!

The grating sound of metal striking metal was heard, followed by a succession of similar sounds.

Clang Clang Clang!

In the dark, everyone could only sense their surroundings through the sharp vibrations; they simply couldn’t keep up with the speed of Roger’s sword strikes.

Almost the moment the clashing sounds were heard, the power of the Flame Tiger pervaded the whole space, bringing light back. The pale blade of the Sword of Destiny was stained with mottled blood.

Michihiro Morita had already summoned the Flame Tiger, so theoretically, it should not have been possible for darkness to engulf them the moment the cave was sealed.

The only explanation was the interference from the opponent’s Guardian Spirit.

Given the current situation, if it were just Roger or Michihiro Morita, the choice to fight or retreat would have been easy to make.

But unfortunately… Yukiko and the two others had become the biggest vulnerability.

Just when Roger was considering how to draw the enemy into direct combat with him, the blocked entrance suddenly shook violently.

“Even trash has its uses.”

“I didn’t expect that by paying a little attention, I’d find an unexpected boon, and the timing seems to be just right.”

“It’s Aian San…”

Michihiro Morita’s voice was tight.

“He is a disciple of the Ran’ei Divine Master.”

Michihiro Morita glanced at Roger, “Listen to me, take Yukiko and leave right away when given the chance!”

He had chosen the cave knowing it had several exits, but when the main one was sealed, Ishii blocked the others as well.

Now, if they wanted to leave, the only way out was right in front of them.

“Michihiro Morita, Yukiko Morita…” Aian San’s gaze shifted before finally landing on Roger.

“The interesting fellow that the Divine Master talked about, that’s you, right?”

“Heh heh,”

“Nothing special after all,” Aian San said proudly.