Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 664 - Chapter 664 Chapter 565 Powerful (4)

Chapter 664: Chapter 565: Powerful (4) Chapter 664: Chapter 565: Powerful (4) Aian San sneered coldly, and at the same time, Ishii Shinichi had already come crashing down with a furious impact.

There were no fancy moves; Spiritual Power expanded and amplified within his body, then released in an explosive manner.

[Heavy]

Roger didn’t dodge or evade; he was quite curious to know just how Ishii Shinichi’s Monsterization differed from that of a regular Onmyoji.

The Centipede Iron Guard’s arms made a rustling noise–the sound of the carapace tearing through the air with a boom.

His pupils flashed with inhuman brutality, his mouth split to his ears, and within his jagged teeth, a crimson tongue writhed.

“I’ll smash you!”

“We are the future of the new world!”

Clang!

Roger raised the Sword of Destiny in his hand; this time his attack didn’t involve much Spiritual Power–it burst forth with strength generated entirely from his own body.

Ishii Shinichi might have seemed reckless and mindless, but he trembled his arm slightly at the moment of impact, and the sharp-edged carapace on the edge managed to skew along with Roger’s Longsword.

A flurry of sparks lit up.

Ishii Shinichi’s head retracted into the embrace of the centipede body, immediately after which he coiled up, his elongated arms arching.

In the blink of an eye, he executed a stunning turn by leveraging the staggered positions.

At this moment, Roger’s attack was diverted, leaving his center wide open, while on the other side, Ishii Shinichi, having spun his body around, aimed the other arm at Roger’s most vulnerable chest and abdomen!

“You’re done for!”

Ishii Shinichi sneered, and in the next instant, his coiled left arm shot out like a venomous snake, and by that point, his arms were no longer that of an ordinary human.

Warped by an unknown power, they had transformed into a bizarre weaponry.

Through Roger’s eyes, what struck out wasn’t an arm.

It was a broadsword over 30 centimeters wide!

At the critical moment, Roger remained composed. Even though his Longsword had been swatted aside, he barely adjusted his footing and used his core strength to drive his shoulders and arms.

“Whoosh!”

Roger blocked with a horizontal sword, his weapon seemingly acting independent of normal limb control; it almost instinctively jumped into the path of Ishii Shinichi’s strike.

[Floating Leaf]

This wasn’t a sword technique from the Autumn Water Fraction; rather, it was found within the teachings of the Yatagarasu Kensumi imparted to him.

It was originally a light and agile method of attack, but after being assimilated and transformed by Roger, it was adapted for defense.

Conventional wisdom states defense focuses on Solidity, absorbing more damage is usually the preferred choice for most.

However, Roger found a delicate balance between offense and defense within this sword technique.

This transitioned into an approach that could advance to attack or retreat to defend.

At that moment, a burst of brilliance exploded in his eyes; the previously floating Sword Momentum suddenly became sharp, and with the recoil traction exploding, he instantly transitioned from defense to offense.

Ishii Shinichi’s power was brutish and couldn’t adapt to this kind of attack, and he could only watch helplessly as his force was neutralized.

Then Roger’s voice rang out by his ear.

“What’s left of you now besides ugliness?”

A dazzling light burst from the Sword of Destiny; Roger’s strength doubled in an instant. This was the first time he tried to use the power of the Quinn Sword Seal for defensive counterattacks without brute force.

[Murk]

In his furious rage, Ishii Shinichi could do nothing but watch as the weapon in Roger’s hand sent his arm flying and then pierced his chest!

Thud!

A large hole burst where the Longsword had penetrated, but strangely, instead of blood, countless small centipedes squirted out.

The Longsword swept Ishii Shinichi, who was hanging onto it, flying away. At this moment, Roger could no longer care about his opponent’s fate.

Because during his fight with Ishii Shinichi, Aian San, who had been preparing for some time, was now incredibly close at hand.

At this time, Aian San and his Guardian Spirit were in a strange state of fusion, with the naked eye no longer able to distinguish one from the other.

The figure that appeared before him had the head of a Crow Tengu and the wings spread wide behind him, but the rest of the body still maintained Aian San’s original appearance.

The pale hand held a jet-black Longsword.

The sword’s name was Crow Feather!

Roger raised his sword to meet his opponent, but just as Aian San, who was almost within reach, unexpectedly vanished. Talismans exploded in all directions, and where Aian San had disappeared, a black feather appeared.

In an instant, Roger felt as if he had been pulled into an endless Abyss.

The bright moon above disappeared, the clutter in the courtyard disappeared, and even the screams of Ishii Shinichi, as well as the sounds of Yuuki Nao and the other two Centipede Iron Guards’ fight, vanished without trace.

Then, Roger saw feathers, even darker than the blackness he felt, densely blocking all space.

“Learn from the past,” came Aian San’s voice.

“Did you think I would give you another chance?”

“Whish, whish, whish!”

In every direction, from all the floating feathers around him, Roger could feel Aian San’s presence.

And indeed, his feeling wasn’t wrong.

For in the next moment, a dazzling blade of light burst from each and every feather.

Roger finally realized that what floated in the air were not feathers, but the swords in Aian San’s hands.

The myriad sword lights sealed off the entire area, also creating a visual effect akin to an eternal night.

The next moment, all the sword lights exploded.

Roger felt as though he was thrown into a sea of blades; the defense of the Quinn Sword Seal was in grave danger, and in all directions, Roger couldn’t find a target to strike at.