Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 745 - Chapter 745 Chapter 605 Way of the Asura—Slaughter_2

Chapter 745: Chapter 605: Way of the Asura–Slaughter!_2 Chapter 745: Chapter 605: Way of the Asura–Slaughter!_2 Spiritual energy exploded in the sky, the dense sounds carrying extremely far. Even within this chaotic environment, the man’s voice still reached everyone’s ears.

Roger and Yatagarasu Kensumi burst forth simultaneously, their powers stacking together. They were almost at the point of breaking through the defensive limits.

Yet they heard what the man had said.

A sickly flush passed over the faces of the eight Onmyoji, four of whom had their left eyes burst, while the other four’s right eyes caved in, as the power of the Onmyoji Array that shrouded them grew.

They actually withstood the outburst from the two Rogers.

If there were no time constraints, with a steady approach, Roger and his current level of power could eventually break through the opponent’s defense.

The man wearing the Tengu Mask was clearly exaggerating the threat, for if their attack had targeted the Yatagarasu elite, the sky-bound Onmyoji’s defense would probably have already crumbled.

“Let’s try again!”

A ruthless glint flashed in Yatagarasu Kensumi’s eyes, and Roger nodded. No need for eye contact, the Spiritual Power enveloping their bodies spoke volumes.

Both men’s powers combined once more, and this time two of the eight Onmyoji could not withstand the immense pressure; one’s head exploded from the force of Roger’s power.

The other could no longer resist being pierced through by Yatagarasu Kensumi.

A crack appeared in the surrounding blockade, and in that moment, the man suspended mid-air suddenly made an appearance.

Roger took a deep breath, just about to continue his offense when he heard Yatagarasu Kensumi’s slightly grave voice.

“I’m sorry!”

Roger was slightly stunned, catching only the afterimage of Yatagarasu Kensumi from the corner of his eye.

“The Flower of Eternal Darkness is in my hands, I must return it to Hankawa, even if it costs me my life, I have to pass it to my father!”

Roger’s heart sank, and as he looked up, a series of afterimages disappeared, Yatagarasu Kensumi’s figure already taking advantage of the tear just made to leap out of the blockade.

Lips slightly pursed, Roger simply gave Yatagarasu Kensumi one look but said nothing.

In fact, the moment Yatagarasu Kensumi spoke, Roger had planned to let him use his speed advantage to escape first.

Leaving himself behind, even if Onmyoji Techniques could seal off the area, Roger too could escape using the ability of Shadow’s Touch.

What Roger hadn’t expected was that before he could even speak…

Even with a thousand or ten thousand reasons, such an event happening to himself was something Roger couldn’t simply brush off.

“You saved my life, but there are things in this world more important than my life!”

Yatagarasu Kensumi’s voice was heavy.

“The life I owe you, I will repay.”

“But now, I must go!”

Roger saw the expression on Yatagarasu Kensumi’s face, and the next second, Yatagarasu Kensumi transformed into a gigantic Three-legged Crow.

Spiritual energy dispersed, flying towards the horizon.

Roger did not move.

Speed was not his strong suit, the opportunity was fleeting, and it was nearly impossible for both to leave at the same time.

By now, the Onmyoji Techniques had taken effect, the space around trembling, the six Onmyoji’s faces pallid, their internal power nearly depleted to its limit.

“How pitiful.”

No one seemed in a hurry to attack at this moment.

The space around was sealed; in their eyes, Roger was a bird in a cage, a meal on a plate.

The man wearing the Tengu Mask landed at the same elevation as Roger.

“How does it feel to be betrayed?”

The man sneered.

“Honestly, I’m really curious about how you managed to increase your power to this extent in such a short time.”

“But unfortunately, you chose the wrong side.”

“People from the Yatagarasu lineage are natural rebels.”

“Yatagarasu Tsukihiko was like this, and his son is no exception!”

“Heh, what can’t a Master Slayer do?”

In Sunrise, the legacy of the Guardian Spirit is even more important than blood ties.

The relationship between a teacher and student is, in some ways, closer than that of a father and son.

And what Sword Master Cold Crow did back then was almost no different from patricide.

“Haha, how does it feel to be betrayed?”

The man mocked.

“We were aiming to kill Yatagarasu Kensumi, and you were just an extra. Tsk tsk, and now? Yatagarasu Kensumi has run away, leaving only you.”

“The entire area is sealed off, your end is inevitable.”

With victory within grasp, the man was in no hurry to make a move.

And in truth, to complete the Onmyoji Techniques, the remaining Onmyoji were nearly burnt out, hardly possessing much fighting strength anymore.

The man’s facial expression changed slightly as he glanced at Roger, “You’ve only been with Hankawa for three months.”

“Now another choice lies before you, I can give you a chance to join us. Although you will pay a small price, being alive is better than anything else.”

Roger remained silent.

His expression did not change, nor could any anger be seen in his eyes.

After a few breaths, the man laughed, “Haha, are you excited?”

“But unfortunately, you don’t qualify to join us.”

“You killed Aian San, a student of the Ran’ei Divine Master. Although I haven’t met that guy, killing someone from the Shrine is unforgivable!”

“So…”

“You’re as good as dead…”

Before the man could finish his sentence, his expression suddenly froze.

The next moment, a loud explosion sounded, followed by the noise of splitting trees.

At the position of the man with the Tengu Mask, a wooden decoy the same size as him appeared.

At that moment, the Sword of Destiny, radiating a red light, split the wooden decoy in two!