Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 750 - Chapter 750 Chapter 607 Earth-Shattering_2

Chapter 750: Chapter 607: Earth-Shattering_2 Chapter 750: Chapter 607: Earth-Shattering_2 That extreme madness, the hysterical pursuit of attacking.

It was as if Roger had stepped out of the basic teachings of thirty-three schools of swordsmanship and, from a god’s perspective, perceived the state embodied by a fully formed sword path.

Even though this path wasn’t suited for him, it still greatly deepened Roger’s own understanding.

“What happened?”

In just a few breaths’ time, Yatagarasu Kensumi noticed the tremendous change in Roger.

If someone told him now that the man before him was someone else in disguise, Yatagarasu Kensumi would absolutely believe it.

It wasn’t just the Spiritual Power Fluctuations, but everything from his attack methods seemed like they were executed by a different person.

While Yatagarasu Kensumi was stunned, the Onmyoji gathered around the two had already been slaughtered by Roger; it all happened too fast.

Roger, enveloped in a red glow, came to a halt, and only then did the sound of bodies falling echo around him.

Crackling and popping.

Limbs were strewn across the forest.

Yet there wasn’t much of a stench of blood in the air, and the red glow on Roger’s body became even more intense.

With every breath he took, the red light pulsed and then gradually seeped into his body.

He took a step forward, and his body moved like a rapid shock of lightning, crossing a distance of more than ten meters, then with several flashes, he surged towards the Shrine at the mountain’s peak.

Yatagarasu Kensumi stood still, his expression complicated. At this moment, he suddenly realized how ridiculous his previous actions had been.

There was too much immaturity and assumption.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and followed Roger’s footsteps, charging towards the mountain’s peak.

Meanwhile, Roger, who had set out ahead of him, was suddenly stopped by a barrier when he reached the summit.

Flounder Mountain was steep, and the Shrine at its peak overlooked all the other mountains–it’s no wonder these Cultivators favored building Sword Pavilions and Shrines on high ground.

But as soon as he reached the peak, before Roger could rush into the Shrine, talismans hanging from two ancient trees near the Torii fluttered like the hem of a skirt.

There wasn’t just one talisman on these ancient trees, but row upon dense row of them. Clearly, they had been nourished by Spiritual Power and offerings for many years. Under such conditions, even a stone would possess terrifying power.

Crack!

As expected, the branches and leaves of the two ancient trees shook, and the patterns on the tree bark formed faces similar to that of humans. They surged out of the ground, and their branches and leaves intertwined to form enormous arms.

Without launching an attack, the two arms continued to extend, wrapping around each other and forming a large net that enveloped the entire space.

Roger, with an unstoppable momentum, thoughtlessly raised his sword to slash.

Squeak, squeak, squeak!

The grating sound filled the air as the Onmyoji Array’s defense wavered under Roger’s attack, and the Konoha Tengu’s crimson face appeared within the barrier.

Shock filled his eyes.

Asura’s power?!

The attack didn’t work, and Roger inhaled, stacking three identical attacks on top of each other!

Crack, crack, crack!

The defensive barrier shattered like glass, and, utilizing some of the Asura’s power, Roger’s momentum weakened, but by then he had already broken through the defense and entered the Shrine’s core area.

“Everyone fall back!”

Clearly aware of the properties of Asura’s power, the Konoha Tengu leaped into the air and initiated an attack on Roger.

And behind him were several powerful Onmyoji.

Two of them had already reached the late stage of the Fourth Tier.

“Kill them!”

The Konoha Tengu roared, and Roger noticed that he indeed hadn’t reached the realm of Divine Master, but the Spiritual Power surging through his body was frighteningly dense.

In his hand was a green Kunai; as the two forces collided, Roger’s body eerily contracted, evading the Konoha Tengu’s attack with his sights set on the others behind him.

Emboldened by the Life-Killing Property, only by maintaining a continual state of slaughter could Roger keep growing stronger in battle.

[Alder Sword Seal]

The space around him instantly solidified, filled with terrifying explosive force. These stacked powers restrained each other, restricting the enemy’s movements while also piling up the forces to their extreme in the repeated collisions.

With a new understanding of swordsmanship, the same Alder Sword Seal differed vastly in power.

Roger’s first strike was lethal; the attack drained him of his Asura’s power, but the effect it produced was shockingly devastating.

In the face of overwhelming power, three Onmyoji were instantly killed by Roger, two of whom used something similar to Konoha Tengu’s Substitute Wooden Man.

Regrettably, their true bodies hadn’t even a chance to escape Roger’s attack range before they were immobilized by the explosive power of the Alder, and they met the same fate once again!

The two sides passed by each other, all within the blink of an eye.

But when Roger turned around, a large number of the Konoha Tengu’s companions had already fallen.

The complexion of the Konoha Tengu turned extremely ugly, and Yatagarasu Kensumi, who had been on high alert by his side, didn’t even have the chance to make a move.

The branches of the two ancient trees covered the entire space like the sky, forming a green sphere that was continuously contracting inward, and with it, the strength of the Konoha Tengu increased.

Subsequently, from all directions, a dozen figures appeared, all bearing an identical demeanor and appearance to the Konoha Tengu.

Even the fluctuations of their Spiritual Power were completely identical.

“Twelve clones, as long as one is alive, I won’t die,” the Konoha Tengu said with a cold laugh.

Roger looked around, the vines from the ancient trees continued to contract inward, the space was becoming tighter, and furthermore…

His pupils contracted as he noticed that each time the Konoha Tengu neared the green vines, his body would weirdly vanish.

In this area, his movement was almost indistinguishable from teleportation.

“A long-inherited Shrine, even without the advent of a Divine Master, is not something that can be easily destroyed by just anyone,” he said with a cold laugh.

“Who do you think you are?”

The Sword Master Cold Crow is indeed powerful enough to command awe, but it’s unfortunate that he too is human, and humans grow old and die.

“As for you all…”

Saying this, the Konoha Tengu spread his arms as the twelve figures moved in all directions, not attacking simultaneously but in a layered manner, and combined with their ability to appear and disappear unpredictably, they were indeed difficult to deal with.

Roger parried an attack from one of them with his sword, but soon after, the sound of rushing wind came from behind him, he didn’t turn his head, and instinctively thrust out his sword.

Clang.

The force transmitted from the opposite side surprised Roger; even without considering the added combat power of the other twelve clones, the Konoha Tengu’s own strength was also formidable.

“I will help you!”

Yatagarasu Kensumi moved extremely fast, but the space around them was limited, and more importantly, the Konoha Tengu’s appearances and disappearances were very abrupt, without any trace of his presence.

Roger realized that fighting here would be like tying his own hands and feet, and with that thought, he no longer attacked the Konoha directly, his essence blood surged skyward as the Sword of Destiny pierced the green vines!

Boom!

A deep pit appeared in the area he struck, but the surrounding branches and leaves quickly covered it, and the gap that had formed was restored once more.

Roger wanted to launch another attack, but the sound of rushing wind came from behind, and three figures appeared beside him at the same time.

“Trying to leave?” the Konoha Tengu said with a cold laugh.

“Wait until you become a corpse.”

The three figures formed an equilateral triangle and sealed it off as they launched their attacks on Roger simultaneously.

“That’s not necessarily the case!”

The outburst of blood energy pushed the three assailants back. Roger did not pursue the advantage; his form flickered, skimming past the nearby shadows, and in the next second, his body eerily vanished into the green space.

Meanwhile, Yatagarasu Kensumi was also entangled in a fierce battle. The Konoha Tengu initially thought Roger had used some concealment technique, but not long after, his complexion suddenly changed.

On the outskirts of the green sphere that enveloped them, at the original location of the Shrine, intense crashing sounds emerged, accompanied by the screams of people.

“He’s over here…”

“Ah!”

“Run! We’re no match for him!”

The sounds of battle rose and fell.

“Impossible, no one can leave this place without alerting me.”

“Even the Sword Master Cold Crow couldn’t do it!”

But then, the surroundings started trembling, and Roger’s voice pierced through the vines into the ears of the Konoha Tengu.

“Come out, my state is just perfect now!”

In a place out of the Konoha Tengu’s sight, the blood essence around Roger seemed to come alive, uncontrollably extracting the Essence Blood from any low-tier Onmyoji that got too close.

“What a terrifying ability, no wonder he’s a target for everyone,” Roger mused as he raised the Sword of Destiny.

The moment he swung the weapon, on the opposite side of the green sphere, the pale figure of the Elder of Shadows appeared.

The Asura’s power kept accumulating, and Roger’s aura had reached the peak of the Fourth Tier and then entered a new stage.

“Go and turn the heavens upside down.”

The next second, everyone’s vision was engulfed in a sea of blood red.