Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 754 - Chapter 754 Chapter 609 Bloodline_2

Chapter 754: Chapter 609: Bloodline_2 Chapter 754: Chapter 609: Bloodline_2 “Is this what you call your technique?”

“The weak are the weak, and they can only struggle through such despicable tricks.”

“But sadly, what you have done is meaningless, except to expose your weakling nature.”

“Tengu Shrine, with its unparalleled research on space, has already established a space channel brimming with energy; your attacks can’t affect me in the slightest.”

“It won’t be long before I appear before you!”

“Run, try to run as far as you can, that is all the time you have left.”

“Roger!”

The voice of Yatagarasu Kensumi came from behind.

“Let’s leave this place, I’ll find a way to buy you some time…”

Roger’s inner strength was mobilized, his mind free of distractions, all that the Ran’ei Divine Master had said was true, but that was Roger without the full mastery of the Alder Sword Seal.

Now, the Alder Sword Seal that Roger possessed wasn’t just powerful in strength.

It was that strange, seemingly tainted with some sort of causality, transmission.

Roger believed, this was his only chance at the moment.

Before the Asura’s power within him faded, he would use the new ability of the Alder Sword Seal to leverage the power of space.

To heavily injure the Ran’ei Divine Master.

As soon as the Ran’ei Divine Master finished speaking, the Sword of Destiny traced a clear path in the air, without massive strength, nor the slightest trace of fireworks.

It was casual and understated.

Even inferior to a beginner in swordsmanship.

But it was this ordinary and unremarkable sword strike that, after its descent, triggered the horrifying sequence of the Alder Sword Seal.

Whoo!

Crack!

Boom!

The Sword of Destiny made only a dull sound as it cleaved the air, but the sound soon thundered out like a startling clap of thunder.

When that force entered the swirling black vortex, it was like heaven and earth splitting apart; the energy within the black vortex was instantly thrown into chaos.

The Ran’ei Divine Master’s previously indifferent tone was now filled with panic.

“This is impossible?!”

“Space… the Tengu are the true masters of space!”

Sizzle!

The once orderly black vortex became disordered, cracks appeared around it, and soon after, an embarrassed face peeked out from within.

At that moment, the Ran’ei Divine Master no longer had his usual refinement. Clearly, the chaotic space had caused him great trouble, and he had to employ other methods to forcibly free himself.

Just then, a dark shadow flashed by; Roger leaped high into the air, tracing an arc as he descended, and with his right foot stretched forward, he ruthlessly stomped on the Ran’ei Divine Master’s face.

“Go back!”

His foot, which had been stained with plenty of blood and flesh during the previous battle, smeared the slippery liquids into the Ran’ei Divine Master’s nostrils and mouth.

More than the insignificant pain, it was the humiliation to his dignity that truly drove him to fury.

“Hmm?”

“Still so stubborn?”

Roger kept exerting force under his foot, while a terrifying suction force emitted from the black vortex behind the Ran’ei Divine Master.

“Ah…!”

The Ran’ei Divine Master roared furiously, desperately trying to break free and leap out of the destroyed space channel.

Humiliation, it was a humiliation he had never experienced before.

He could be defeated, he could be killed, but no one had ever trampled on his dignity, having a foot so intimately contact his face.

In resentment and rage, the Ran’ei Divine Master roared, his face bearing a fresh bloody footprint, as he was dragged into the space channel!

After the Ran’ei Divine Master vanished, the black vortex warped and distorted, with grating sounds of fracturing coming from the channel.

Crack!

The black vortex, which had previously expanded to the size of a door, collapsed inward, finally shrinking back to its original point, and then disappeared completely.

“Snap!”

Roger landed from the air; part of the Asura’s power within him had been depleted, and the board displayed a shape of an hourglass, reminding him of the remaining time for the Hunter’s Cabin’s bonus.

“Seems pretty good.”

Although he didn’t engage in a fierce battle with the Ran’ei Divine Master, the power of the Alder Sword Seal, like a lever, shifted the entire space channel.

Like dominos, a chain reaction occurred.

Under the backlash of spatial energy, the Ran’ei Divine Master could only accept such an outcome.

He wiped off the blood on his foot, “Looking forward to our next meeting.”

Given Roger’s current rate of growth, it wouldn’t be long before the level of Divine Master was no longer an unattainable goal.

“You kicked him back in?”

Yatagarasu Kensumi, not far away, had witnessed everything; he felt he must have missed something, for in such a short time away, the Roger before him had become so unfamiliar.

The surroundings lay in ruin; now that the external conflict was resolved, what remained was between Roger and Yatagarasu Kensumi…

Hiss… Boom!

An enormous figure descended from the sky, enveloped by a blast wave.

Clad in black samurai clothing, his brows furrowed, he fixed a gaze– one black and one white pupil–steadily on Roger and Yatagarasu Kensumi.

“Yatagarasu Akiryu?”

“Why are you here?”

Kensumi was slightly taken aback.

“Stepfather asked me to bring you back.”

Yatagarasu Akiryu scanned Kensumi and then shifted his gaze onto Roger.

“And you, the teacher asked me to take you back as well.”

Radiance incomprehensible to Roger flickered in the eyes of Yatagarasu Akiryu, who conveyed thoughts that Roger could not discern from his stare alone.

“Father sent you to rescue me?”

Yatagarasu Kensumi’s complexion changed.

“How did he know about Roger…”

“As a student of the teacher, even after only joining Hankawa for three months, you must understand some things. How could Tengu Shrine kill such a person so easily?”

A sneer filled with mockery flickered in the eyes of Yatagarasu Akiryu.

Kensumi said nothing, admitting in this matter his actions had indeed been naive.

Ignoring Kensumi to one side, Akiryu stepped towards Roger.

“Did you do all this here?”

Though he asked, there was no doubt in his voice.

“What’s wrong?”

Roger countered.

“It seems you have hidden a lot. Haha, I really misjudged you. But hiding as deeply as you have certainly gives rise to suspicion.”

Yatagarasu Akiryu stated with pointed meaning.

“But your strength is Hankawa’s strength, and that is something to be happy about.”

A smile split Yatagarasu Akiryu’s face, his pearly white teeth gleaming.

“Stepfather values you greatly, he specifically sent me to rescue you. Oh, and there’s one more thing…”

Yatagarasu Akiryu seemed to recall something, “Stepfather told me there was something I need to tell you after saving you.”

As Yatagarasu Akiryu continued to advance, the distance between him and Roger was reduced to within ten meters, and as the man moved closer, Roger also felt a unique atmosphere building.

“What is it?” he asked subconsciously.

“It’s nothing much.”

Yatagarasu Akiryu spoke nonchalantly, but in the next second, a flash of cold light zipped by, the ground exploded, and Akiryu surged forward, his massive figure suddenly appearing in front of Roger.

At the same time, a thunderous boom came from below, the ground heaving and trembling as if a monstrous beast was burrowing beneath!

“What are you doing?!”

Yatagarasu Kensumi’s complexion turned pale instantly.

“Thunk!”

The image of a three-legged crow flashed by, Kensumi’s speed reached its peak without a chance to prepare, and his spear flew from his hands.

[Flying Feathers Strike]

Meanwhile, viewing Yatagarasu Akiryu who instantly took up an attack stance, Roger was puzzled but not surprised.

His question was, why would Yatagarasu Akiryu choose to attack him here and now?

“Because of Sword Master Cold Crow?”

Roger immediately dismissed the idea, knowing the old man well enough to realize that even if he truly decided to confront him, he wouldn’t resort to such crude methods.

The sword reflects the swordsman.

For a top-tier fighter like Sword Master Cold Crow, having already chosen his own path of swordsmanship, his perspectives and directions would be in perfect harmony with his chosen path.

“But if this is Yatagarasu Akiryu’s own idea, then what’s his motive?”

Though puzzled, Roger was prepared to attack.

Crack!

A large hole burst open in the ground, and a pitch-black creature emerged from below, Yatagarasu Akiryu’s momentum growing stronger.

He stretched out his hand, and the black creature that landed in it transformed into an enormous Great Tachi.

Just as Yatagarasu Akiryu was about to launch his attack, a gaunt figure stepped in front of Roger.

“What are you going to do?!”

“As the Kankawa Young Master…”

“Get lost!”

Yatagarasu Akiryu snickered, “Don’t get in the way.”

“Do you really think you have the bloodline of the Yatagarasu Clan?”

“Poor guy, you’re nothing more than a stray dog my father picked up.”

“And I am the one who truly possesses the bloodline of the Yatagarasu Clan!”