Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 731 - Chapter 731 Chapter 598 Fucanglong_2

Chapter 731: Chapter 598 Fucanglong_2 Chapter 731: Chapter 598 Fucanglong_2 Roger stood there expressionlessly, his Spiritual Power completely withdrawn. After being refined multiple times through the process at Higurashi Gushan, the Spiritual Energy within his body had merged perfectly with his vigorous life force.

It concealed the restlessness of his blood and hid the aura of his Spiritual Power, so unless he took action, almost no one could discern his true level.

Some information about Roger was still known to people outside of Hankawa.

An unexpected foreigner who had appeared, with a bone age of only around 20 years, was said to be highly talented.

In Everworld, the speed of cultivation was much faster than in the West, but even so, twenty years old was still exceedingly young.

Even if one could increase one’s power through some rare and ancient methods to force their way into the Fourth Tier, understanding that power required years of accumulation after reaching that tier.

This was by no means an overnight feat.

Even a genius as formidable as Sword Master Cold Crow only began to rise after turning 30 and approached his peak at 40.

Therefore, most people still focused their attention on Yatagarasu Akiryu and Kensumi.

After all, one’s reputation was forged through countless battles and slaughter, while the other possessed the bloodline of Sword Master Cold Crow.

The saying goes, “a lion does not beget a kitten,” and their strength spoke for itself.

Only Roger.

In the eyes of outsiders, he was doomed to be a pitiful creature who would die.

Flames burned, a phantom made of Spiritual Energy vanished in a blink of an eye, and Shinnosuke did not release his Guardian Spirit.

Roger could discern the strength of his opponent.

Mid-Fourth Tier, but thinking back to the strange changes in the opponent’s arms and weapon, Shinnosuke’s Rebirth was quite different from others.

Fucanglong.

It was a Fire Attribute Guardian Spirit, known for its powerful explosive attacks.

Flame symbolizes burning, and generally, Fire Attribute Guardian Spirits all centrally control flames with varying properties.

Under the influence of the Guardian Spirit, flame is a form; burning is not limited to the release of physical heat, it can entail other effects depending on the Spiritual Power and the Guardian Spirit.

As with Fucanglong, the flames released by its Spiritual Power were no longer scorching hot, and before it even approached, Roger felt some changes in his body.

His life force was slipping away.

This included the vitality of blood and Spiritual Power as well as spiritual power, a broad and general concept.

Weakening and enhancement.

This was Fucanglong’s special ability.

A hint of understanding flashed across Roger’s face, and then the flames on Shinnosuke’s body suddenly burst forth, almost without the need for transmission, engulfing Roger within.

[Calamity Fire]

Shinnosuke’s body disappeared into the flames, which surrounded him in a sea of crimson, greatly disturbing Roger’s perception and vision.

He released his Spiritual Power, but as soon as it left his body, it was consumed by the surrounding flames and became part of them.

The more Roger released, the more vigorous the surrounding flames became, and naturally, his own strength diminished accordingly.

He abruptly reined in his power, then released it again.

A space was blasted open around him, but quickly, the flames swept over once more.

“You want to test my limits?”

“You can try!”

A voice came from all directions, sometimes underfoot, sometimes overhead, and even Roger felt it coming up his spine close to his ear.

The sensation was as if someone was clinging tightly to his back.

This power was very strange; even though Roger reined in his Spiritual Power, without the protection of Spiritual Power, the flames would cling to his body, drawing the life out of his flesh and blood.

Under these nearly unforgivable conditions, a normal person would have long since fallen into panic.

The more panicked one became, the more flaws one revealed, and the more power one released.

As it diminished for one and grew for the other, one would grow weaker and the other stronger.

In the end, even without fighting, fear alone could destroy a person.

The Sword of Destiny appeared in his hand.

“Had I known your Guardian Spirit had such abilities, I would have chosen a different opponent,” Roger said.

“Are you afraid?”

“Thinking of surrendering?”

Shinnosuke snorted coldly.

“It’s too late.” He laughed aloud.

“To tell you the truth, even if you want to concede now, your voice won’t carry outside,” he said.

“Because I won’t give you that chance,” he added.

“You will die here,” he declared.

“Haha, even the legendary Sword Master Cold Crow can only watch his student die before him, unless your teacher decides to save you,” he taunted.

“And this is just the beginning!” he exclaimed.

Roger immediately understood the Tengu Shrine’s intentions.

They must have grasped the movements of the Meiryu and Kensumi, then they appeared here under the guise of a sparring session. With Meiryu and Kensumi absent, the so-called sparring session obviously couldn’t proceed, but they certainly had other arrangements in store.

All of this had one goal: to force Sword Master Cold Crow to show himself, to comprehend his current physical condition.

Roger’s sudden emergence disrupted their plan, but the Tengu Shrine had also made corresponding arrangements.

After all, there was still Fourth Tier combat power atop Hankawa, and if someone were willing to fight, then Sajo and the others would strike lethally, massacring the disciples of the Sword Pavilion on Hankawa Peak!!

If Sword Master Cold Crow took action, he would play right into the hands of the Tengu Shrine. But if he endured in silence, Roger guessed that, without waiting for tomorrow, there would certainly be so-called challengers climbing the mountain again under a similar pretext.

One after another.

If Sword Master Cold Crow did not show himself, without the deterrent of top-tier combat power, Hankawa would become a plaything for others.

Until enough people died–by then, with morale shattered and the deterrence of the Sword Pavilion in name only.

As the walls crumbled, everyone would push; by that time, even if Sword Master Cold Crow demonstrated formidable combat prowess, he would be but alone. No matter what he wished to do, he would either be outnumbered or lack the resources.

“Do you think I’m joking with you?” he challenged.

Seeing that Roger’s expression hadn’t changed, Shinnosuke’s voice came through again.

“Poor fool, do you really think you are the favored child of the heavens, the lucky one chosen by Sword Master Cold Crow?” he mocked.

“Tsk tsk, it’s such a pity to die like this after joining Hankawa for only three months,” he said with regret.

Boom!

A pathway suddenly opened in the flames before him, and a figure appeared instantly beside Roger.

“Too weak. Even my Guardian Spirit is starting to despise your power, speaking so much nonsense to you and absorbing only this little Spiritual Power,” he commented disdainfully.

Shinnosuke’s handsome face was now full of ferocity.

“Let me end this quickly for you!” he offered.

[Chaotic Lion]

The Spinning Staff in his hands twirled, and curiously, there was not a trace of flame emanating from his body as he initiated his attack.

His skin turned a fiery red, his arms bulged larger, his Spiritual Power was contained, yet the power of his attacks skyrocketed!

Whoosh!

The surrounding flames were agitated by Shinnosuke’s power, sealing off all of Roger’s retreat paths, his arms raised high as the Spinning Staff in his hands whirled like a wheel.

On Hankawa Peak, before the legendary dwelling of Sword Master Cold Crow, the thought of personally killing his disciple was thrilling beyond measure.

His teacher had said that all his attention would be on Sword Master Cold Crow, that no matter what happened, he could shield himself.

Now all he needed to do was one thing…

Shinnosuke’s accumulated power peaked, his eyes wide open as if he could see the young man before him crying out and shattering under his massive staff!

“Haha!” he laughed triumphantly.

But the next second, Shinnosuke’s laughter abruptly stopped.

His body seemed to be mysteriously restrained; a flash of light, followed by a sharp pain around his neck!

Shiit!

That was the sound of a throat bone grinding against a blade; he seemed to feel his blood vessels rupturing, warm blood spurting out, a portion of it absorbed by the surrounding flames and converted back into personal power.

Shinnosuke’s face was filled with horror because even with severe injuries, his special abilities allowed him to keep fighting.

Healing wounds and even regenerating limbs were possible, but if someone severed his head…

“What’s going on? The Spiritual Power drained by the Guardian Spirit from him was so minimal; this guy’s strength…” he wondered in confusion.

Just then, an elder who had been focusing his gaze on the mountaintop cabin suddenly turned pale.

“This is Divine Passage level power fluctuation… no, it’s much stronger than the ordinary Divine Passage level!” he realized with shock.

“Such purity in strength, no wonder it could elude my perception,” he acknowledged.

The next instant, he propelled his body forward, rushing into the range covered by Shinnosuke’s Spiritual Power and struck toward the back of Roger’s head!

“Back off!” he bellowed.

“A spar that results in such vicious strikes, what a cruel kid!” Sajo said ferociously, increasing the force on his hand by several notches.

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