Chapter 953 – Rain God and Martial Hime
Wearing a black kimono and holding a long sword in his hand, Amamiya Haruhide stood quietly in the midst of the pouring rain, those razor-sharp eyes gazing at the terrifyingly gigantic shadow at the top of the rain-curtained mountain, narrowing slightly.
He bit the tip of his tongue with force, and the fishy salty blood gas instantly filled his mouth, he lowered his head and violently sprayed a mouthful of blood mist at the [Rain Avalanche] in his hand, mixing with the surrounding rainwater adsorbed on the surface of the blade, and the originally dark blue blade quickly surfaced with a bizarre blood red color.
He turned the blade and stabbed hard at the puddle of water that had gathered at his feet!
In the reflection of the water beneath his feet, a white-clothed, white-haired sword spirit, similarly holding a [Rain Avalanche], stabbed into the water at the same time as Amamiya Haruhide, and the shadows of the two long blades suddenly reunited.
Boom-!
Invisible air waves erupted with Amamiya Haruhide at the center, his blood-stained black kimono was blown and grinned in the rain, his black hair began to dye a pale color visible to the naked eye, and an ineffable divinity emanated from those ice-cold eyes.
The sword soul in the puddle’s reflection began to merge with Amamiya Haruhide’s shadow.
Amamiya Haruhide took a deep breath, pulled out the [Rain Avalanche] in the puddle in an instant, stomped his feet on the ground with force, and his figure flashed into one of the raindrops’ reflections, rushing towards the Corpse God on the mountaintop at an astonishing speed!
Seeing this scene, Furuhara Yoshiki’s mouth opened wide in shock.
Right at this moment, Yuzurina on the side bit her lips, quickly slung the wooden box behind her back, grabbed his wrist, and ran towards the mountain.
”Hurry!” In the torrential rain, Yuzurina’s eyes were filled with sadness and determination, “Brother Amamiya has entered the Rain God state, if we stay here for one more second, he’s going to burn off a large amount of his lifespan! Hurry up!”
Furuhara Ryoki, dragged by Yuzurina, could only quickly turn around and speed up.
Yuzurina’s hand reached into her bosom and pulled out a blue-gray gamepad, her fingers rapidly pressing a series of buttons:
up up down left left right baba.
When the last button was pressed, the blue-gray gamepad turned into a shimmering light, rushed towards the sky somewhere, and disappeared in the rain.
Grade E prop, [Paging Handle].
The other side of the mountain.
Hoshimi Shota coughed and stood up from the rain, and was slightly stunned when he saw the black-clothed figure that fearlessly rushed up to the top of the mountain.
”Amamiya?” His eyes widened, “Is he crazy? A man with a Banezu sword dares to go and fight that thing? Muji! Quick! Let’s go help him!”
Without the slightest hesitation, Hoshimi Shota brought the red long sword at his waist and flew about to rush towards the top of the mountain.
He had just run no more than two steps when the slender figure clad in vermillion-red feather weave reached out to stop him.
”Shota, it’s too dangerous for you to go.” Muji’s sultry eyes gazed earnestly at Hoshimi Shota, “Even though you’re my Blade Master, you’re just an ordinary high school student, and just a little bit of the aftermath of a fight will involve you in the point of no return.”
”But I can’t leave him alone!”
”He’s doing this so that you can escape from here safely, if you turn back, everything he’s done will be meaningless.”
As Muji looked at Hoshimi Shota’s struggling face, a gentle color emerged on her face as she held Shota’s palm and spoke softly, “Shota, don’t you want to know why I must recognize you as a sword master?
If you can run to the bottom of the mountain within ten minutes, I will tell you …… If you don’t do it, you have to be punished when you go back Oh.
This, is our game today.”
Takeshi released Shota’s grip and took two steps back, she stood silently in the rain, her vermillion feather weave fluttering in the wind as she smiled slightly.
”So, my sword master, Hoshimi Shota …… are you ready to begin today’s game?”
Hoshimi Shota looked at her dumbfounded for a moment, then turned his head to the black-clad figure that was about to reach the top of the mountain, an unprecedented tangle appeared in his eyes before he finally made up his mind and turned around to rush down the mountain.
”I will protect myself.” Hoshimi Shota’s voice came through the rain, “You have to bring Amamiya and come back alive!”
Watching Hoshimi Shota’s figure as he madly rushed down the mountain, the smile on Muji’s face grew thicker and thicker, and the smile on her face gradually tightened as she turned back to the terrifyingly gigantic shadow at the top of the mountain.
With a cold snort, her feet violently stepped on the ground, directly crumbling a large portion of the mountain, and her figure blasted towards the top of Mount Fuji like a cannonball.
Above the top of the mountain.
The black Corpse God that covered the sky was facing the direction that the several people had fled from, and terrifying divine power surged at the fissure, as if it was about to shoot out in the next moment.
Right at this moment, a drop of rainwater slid down to the corpse god’s front, and in the curved curved reflection, a black-clothed figure was rapidly enlarging!
Clang–!
A dark blue blade light chopped out from the rain, accurately slashing at the jaws of the Corpse God’s head, and the nearby rainwater rewound around the blade light, transforming into a giant dragon of rushing rainwater that roared out of the sky!
This slash directly cut the corpse god’s head up a little, red destruction threads burst out from the crack, grazed the mountain and flew up into the sky, splitting the distant wreckage of the city and the sky in two, the sound of roaring explosions echoed in the sky.
The white-haired Amamiya Haruhide gripped his sword with both hands, his body half-hanging in the sky, the blade aimed at the Corpse God’s head and chopped down again!
Dang!
The right hand of the Corpse God whistled and slapped at Amamiya Haruhide’s body at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and the building-like giant palm accumulated the air and emitted a low popping sound, smashing him down directly between the broken mountains at his feet!
Amamiya Haruhide clutched the hilt of his sword with both hands, which prevented him from shaking the [Rain Avalanche] out, his back smashed through the mountain and he violently spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.
If it wasn’t for the fact that he had merged with his sword soul and entered the Rain God state, I’m afraid that this strike would have taken his life.
Before Amamiya Haruhide could climb out from between the mountains, that Corpse God lifted his sky-shadowing paws and once again blasted down towards the crushed earth he was shattered in, as if he was trying to trample down a humble and tiny ant.
A vermilion colored figure swept across the sky in a hurry!
Wuji’s fist pierced through the rain in an instant, and met the corpse god’s foot, the tip of the fist impacted on the surface of the skin flowing with black liquid, emitting a loud sound of gold and iron, and at the same time, an air wave visible to the naked eye rushed out from between the fist and the foot!
The earth underneath Wu Ji’s feet burst into pieces!
That white and slender palm, unexpectedly hard to carry the Corpse God’s huge foot that covered the sky, Wu Ji’s body’s vermilion feather weave in the strong wind danced wildly, her pair of demonic fox eyes, burst out of the soaring battle intent!
In an instant, Wu Ji’s fist actively moved downward by half a point, leaving a gap with the Corpse God’s giant foot, before swinging her fist again.
Dang-!
This punch shook the Corpse God’s torso backward, and it raised its paws and stepped backward on top of the mountain before barely stabilizing its massive form.