Chapter 658 – Heart Plague
”[Fierce Ghost] class wanted criminal, Amamiya Haruhide.” The aperture in the yellow-robed oracle envoy’s left eye locked onto Amamiya Haruhide as he spoke calmly, “If it was a few years ago and your master fought me with this sword, it might be possible to fight me to a draw, but you …… aren’t qualified yet.”
Amamiya Haruhui’s eyes narrowed slightly, burning battle intent surfaced in his eyes, “How do I know if I don’t try?”
As the words fell, his figure shifted and disappeared into the rain curtain out of thin air, followed by a flash of sword awns that swept through the air, chopping at the yellow-robed Oracle Envoy at an extremely tricky angle.
The aperture in the yellow-robed Oracle Envoy’s eyes locked onto a certain corner, the light wheels of his hands lifted up like lightning, clashing with that long, dark blue blade unpredictably, and as he looked at Amamiya Haruhide’s grave face behind the blade, a playful smile surfaced at the corners of his mouth.
”Your blade technique as well as your means of utilizing the [Rain Avalanche] were all taught by your master, and back then he lost to me so many times, I have long since mapped out your paths, and your blade …… won’t be able to hurt me.”
Wheel of light swept away [Rain Collapse], the yellow-robed oracle envoy’s right fist rushed straight at Amamiya Haruhide’s face, that piercing wheel of light drew a golden trajectory in the air, shaking Amamiya Haruhide’s eyes a little black.
He clenched his teeth, his eyes enduring the sharp pain, capturing the trajectory of this wheel of light, and lightning-like, he raised his longsword once again, narrowly framing this wheel of light.
Bang-!
As if the yellow-robed oracle messenger had predicted his movements, he sidestepped in the rain and kicked heavily at Amamiya Haruhide’s chest with a dull, loud sound!
Amamiya Haruhide’s figure flew out backwards, barely stabilizing himself in the air, and landed back on the ground somewhat staggered.
He covered his eyes that were burned by the aperture with one hand and coughed a few times before raising his head once again, squinting his reddened eyes at the yellow-robed oracle envoy that was slowly walking not far away.
The opponent seemed to know his moves very well, and could even predict through his movements which angle he would strike from in the rain and counterattack in the most effective way …… As the master had said, Oracle Envoy No. 2 was an extremely tricky character.
”The upper limit of the Banezu Swords was decided when they were forged, but how much of their power can be utilized depends on the Sword Master himself.” The yellow-robed oracle envoy said as he walked, “Although your use of [Rainbolt] has already reached the top, there is still a considerable distance compared to your master’s [Rainbolt] which has reached the state of perfection.
If your master was able to utilize 95% of the power of the [Rain Avalanche] back then, then the current you would be able to utilize at most 60%, just barely passing.
If you want to win against me, practice for another ten years.”
Barely passable? ……
Amamiya Haruhide tightly gripped the dark blue long sword, looking at the yellow-robed oracle envoy walking in the rain, the other party brought that terrifying sense of oppression, exceeding every oracle envoy he had ever seen …… And he knew very well in his heart, until now, this oracle envoy had not used his full strength.
If he continued like this, he would not be able to defeat the other party, and the other party also possessed the power to listen to the voice of the heart on a large scale, wanting to escape in front of him would be as difficult as heaven.
One could only take a gamble!
Amamiya Haruhide took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind about something, a touch of determination surfaced in his eyes.
He bit the tip of his tongue with force, and the fishy salty taste surged into his mouth, he violently sprayed a blood mist at the blade of the [Rain Avalanche] in front of him, this blood mist mixed with rainwater and adsorbed on the surface of the blade, the originally dark blue blade was actually tinted with a bizarre blood red.
He gripped the hilt of the knife, turned the blade, and thrust it forcefully into the puddle of water gathered by the rain beneath him!
At the same time, in the reflection of the puddle, the white-clothed, white-haired blade spirit, simultaneously pulled out the identical [Rain Avalanche] at his waist, and inserted it into the puddle from the other side, as the shadows of the two long blades overlapped each other.
Boom-!
Invisible air waves exploded with Amamiya Haruhide at the center, his blue-gray shredded yukata hunting, his black hair began to dye white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a touch of ineffable divinity surfaced in his awe-inspiring eyes.
In the puddle, the reflection of the white-clothed, white-haired sword soul, is gradually fading ……
He and the blade soul, were merging into one.
Waiting for the moment when the reflection of the sword soul completely disappeared, Amamiya Haruhide forcefully pulled the [Rain Avalanche] out of the puddle, the blade body trembled and let out a soft sound, his head full of white hair was wet by the rain, and his entire aura changed radically!
The white-haired Amamiya stood in the ruins, holding the blood-stained dark blue longsword in his hand, his eyes emanating a fierce killing intent!
Yuzurina stood behind Amamiya Haruhide, staring blankly at his back, only feeling that the Amamiya brother at this moment was somewhat unfamiliar ……
”[Rain God]?” The yellow-robed oracle messenger frowned slightly when he saw this scene, “You can actually merge with the sword soul to this point …… It seems that the upper limit of your talent is much higher than your master’s. However, this state is going to consume your life span, right?”
”Doesn’t matter.” The white-haired Amamiya calmly spoke, “I just need to live until the day I witness this country being subverted with my own eyes …… It’s enough.”
As his words fell, he slowly raised the blood-stained [Rain Avalanche] in his hand, and in an instant, a large number of raindrops falling from the sky seemed to be strung together as if by an invisible thin rope, and with the chopping down of the blade, it gathered into a rain line with almost no thickness, and lightly chopped out.
The yellow-robed Oracle Envoy’s pupils contracted slightly, and his figure dodged away in a hurry, but the speed of this rain line was too fast, and half of his left hand was still swept by the thread.
Boom-!!!
Behind the spot where the original yellow-robed oracle messenger stood, a towering complex was cut off at the waist, the cut was smooth and incomparable, and the group collapsed with a bang under the color of the night, the deafening sound of the collapse echoed in the sky as if it was buzzing like thunder.
This slash directly cut off a small half of Doton Hori.
At the same time, a thin line of blood surfaced on the yellow-robed Oracle Envoy’s left hand, half of his palm had been cut open by the line of rain, and it was chopped off in a floating manner, with blood spattering out!
The yellow-robed oracle envoy’s face sank slightly, and as he was about to make a move, Amamiya Haruhide’s figure appeared in front of him out of thin air, and with an expressionless face, he chopped out a blade, and the rain line that was almost without any thickness chopped him directly into two halves from the center this time!
After the rain line chopped open the oracle messenger, it cut the remaining half of Dotonbori directly into ruins as well, the originally bustling street that was as bright as day was now all plunged into darkness, and the explosive sound of the collapse shook Yuzurina to the point that she reached out and covered her ears.
Amamiya Haruhide stood there quietly, looking at the yellow-robed oracle that he had cut into two pieces, without the slightest joy in his eyes.
He knew that the “Heart Plague”, was not so easily killed.
As if to confirm his thoughts, a figure slowly walked to the end of the street, it was a forty-something year old office worker, seemingly ordinary, but in the next moment, his body and appearance rapidly distorted, and eventually transformed into the yellow-robed Oracle Envoy’s appearance!
The aperture in his left eye locked onto Amamiya Haruhide, and a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.
”I guess your master must have told you what my power is ……” he spoke slowly, “The existence of the physical body eventually comes to an end, but the power of the mind is eternal… …My ‘Heart Plague’ can craft any human within a ten-kilometer radius who fears me from the bottom of their hearts into my essence.
Every human being who fears me is someone who can be me.
And I, in turn, am the Oracle, the divine messenger who is feared and revered by humans ……
Here, within a 10-kilometer radius, there are 3,224 people, of which 3,192 fear my existence from the bottom of their hearts.
Congratulations, for killing 1/3192 of me.”