Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 610 - Chapter 610 Chapter 537 My People_2

Chapter 610: Chapter 537 My People_2 Chapter 610: Chapter 537 My People_2 “No time to explain.”

“Senka, take your friend and leave this place.”

“We’re leaving now!”

Thud!

The words had barely left his mouth when Roger’s upright palm chopped down onto Kanako’s shoulder.

The crisp sound of cracking bone followed.

Even without using any Spiritual Power, Roger’s physical fitness was genuinely Fourth Tier, and how could Kanako, merely Third Tier, possibly withstand such an impact?

Her Guardian Spirit, used for protection, shattered instantly, and suffering a backlash, Kanako spat out a great mouthful of blood; right after that, she didn’t even have time to scream.

Crackling noises sounded.

Half of her body looked as if it had been run over by a tank, with Roger’s force transmitting from her shoulder into her torso and internal organs.

Just one hit.

Kanako was thrust into a near-death state, her body falling from midair like a cannonball, suffering additional severe injuries when she hit the ground.

Without Spiritual Power protection, the Onmyoji from Sunrise are far too fragile compared to the Transcendents from the West, whose bodies are nourished by Spiritual Power.

Twice over, Kanako’s body was nearly destroyed, leaving only a small portion and her pretty face intact.

With such injuries, there was no longer any chance for her to be alive.

Meanwhile, Yukiko, standing behind, hadn’t even had the time to cheer before realizing the fight was over.

Her raised right hand stiffened in mid-air as she stared at the now smeared Kanako on the ground, who was evenly matched with her just moments ago.

Yukiko inhaled sharply and looked at Roger with a hint of awe in her eyes.

Smack.

Roger landed on the ground and glanced back at everyone.

“What are you waiting for?”

“There’s no time, follow me immediately.”

Before Yukiko could speak, Roger continued.

“You don’t think she was the strongest one attacking, do you?”

Their faces changed.

Yukiko hesitated, but Higurashi Chika made a swift decision, gripping the sword in her hand, not even bothering to mourn the place where she had lived for many years.

“Follow me!”

As she spoke, she pulled Yukiko toward Roger.

Just then, Aoki Kazuo, who had just climbed up from the ground, also instinctively followed them, his actions damping a bit of the awe that had shrouded Yukiko’s heart.

She chuckled lightly.

“This has nothing to do with you; why are you following along?”

It was only then that Aoki Kazuo came to his senses. Higurashi Chika glanced at him, “Sorry, Aoki-kun, I didn’t mean to hide it from you…”

“… Anyway, about today…”

“Uh… never mind.” Aoki Kazuo said awkwardly, clutching his aching chest.

Watching Yukiko and Higurashi Chika walking towards Roger, Aoki Kazuo could no longer tell which was causing him more pain.

“Let’s go.”

Before leaving, Roger stepped forward.

Splash!

It was like stepping in a puddle; the moment the sound emerged, Roger’s expression changed, and he swung his hand instinctively.

“Wait a minute!”

“Don’t come any closer!”

Beneath his foot, Kanako dissolved completely into a puddle of blood, and at the same time, a musty, damp smell assaulted them.

Standing at the back, Yukiko murmured, “Huh?”

“Listen, the sound of the sea!”

Aoki Kazuo’s face turned pale, and he stepped forward to grab Higurashi Chika.

“Be careful!”

“It’s Isobushi!”

“The Guardian Spirit Isobushi!”

No sooner had the words fallen than Roger felt the ground beneath him suddenly expand, a tide of blood surging towards him.

Just as he thought to retreat, within the crimson light, Roger saw an unfamiliar old man…

…and the severely injured Uma.

“Dead?”

“The water I lodged inside her… activated; Kanako was killed by someone?”

Through the blood-red membrane, the man on the opposite side could also see the scene on Roger’s side.

“Isobushi, you mean this is the power of the Guardian Spirit Isobushi?” Yukiko asked urgently as she backed away.

“How could such a thing be allowed to exist?!”

“Isobushi is a Monster, not a Guardian Spirit!”

After saying that, Yukiko seemed to realize something and looked sideways at Higurashi Chika beside her.

“Senka, you know I’m not targeting you.”

“After all, Isobushi and Nekomata are completely different.”

“If you call Nekomata neutral, then Isobushi is pure evil, but most importantly, that’s a Monster that once existed!”

Aoki Kazuo had a bitter look on his face.

“The situation is not as simple as you all think,” he sighed.

“In fact, it is allowed to choose a Monster as one’s Guardian Spirit, and it has been so for many years.”

“In Everworld, the majority of people make such a choice.”

His gaze grew solemn.

“What matters is not the Guardian Spirit, but the person who controls it.”

“I know who he is.”

“He’s Uchiyama Mamoru!”

“What’s important is, he’s Fourth Tier!”

Upon hearing this, Yukiko couldn’t help but take a sharp breath in, and instinctively grabbed onto Higurashi Chika, “Let’s run, let’s run away quickly!”

“There’s no need to think now,” Yukiko said with a face full of despair.

“It’s over, we’re done for!”

“Fight or flee, the result is really the same.”

“It’s useless.”

Aoki Kazuo shook his head.

“Look around us.”

“Isobushi is a Monster Spirit that controls water; this guy has infused Isobushi’s power into that woman’s blood, and after she dies, this power will be activated.”

“Then…”

In Aoki Kazuo’s horrified eyes, the red blood membrane thinned, and Uchiyama Mamoru’s palm stretched out as if it could break through the wall at any moment!

“Master, take them and leave!”

In this special connection, Roger felt the message sent from Uma.

Uma looked extremely wretched at the moment, her golden longbow had become incredibly dull, and her right arm had withered as if only bones remained.

Her left arm was slightly better, but the flesh below the elbow had turned charred black.

Uma’s own power was limited, but the cursed artifact in her hands still wielded tremendous strength.

In this battle, Uma had overestimated herself and underestimated Uchiyama Mamoru, only realizing in the fight that weakening was only one aspect, and more importantly, there was that feeling of discomfort.

In a Fourth Tier confrontation, a slight difference could affect the outcome, and despite her best efforts, she was still gravely injured.

Separated by a layer of light film, Roger’s gaze fell on Uma’s face.

This woman, for unknown reasons, was sealed within a Shadow Fragment, and the long passage of time had erased her memories, wearing down her will.

It even changed her personality.

To trade her eternal freedom for relative freedom, Uma proactively signed a contract with Roger to leave there.

Roger knew that the right choice, to avoid trouble, was to unleash his power at this moment and break through the barrier to escape.

But at this moment, seeing Uma’s anxious eyes, he hesitated.

“Who are you?” Uchiyama Mamoru looked at Roger.

“Are you and this woman both sent by that so-called Kun?”

“Good, no matter who you are, no matter what power you belong to.”

“We will make you pay the price.”

“Let’s start with this woman!”

Behind Uchiyama Mamoru appeared a huge Guardian Spirit resembling a Shark, with its elongated body and sharp teeth, and he opened his mouth, revealing teeth like those of a shark.

“She’s as good as dead!”

Uchiyama Mamoru said viciously.

But just then, he saw a burst of light explode in the eyes of the man opposite him.

The next second, the man actually stepped forward on his own initiative, his hands piercing through the blood membrane between them like swords.

Roger snorted coldly.

“Her life and death are for me to decide!”

“As for you?”

Sizzle!

Under the pressure of the two forces, the thin barrier was immediately torn apart, and Roger reached out his hand, lightning-fast, and grabbed Uchiyama Mamoru’s neck.

“What are you?!”

The collapsing passage was unstable, but the dispersed Spiritual Power couldn’t stop Roger’s raging power, which was like a Giant Dragon.

Boom boom boom!

Uchiyama Mamoru was yanked out of the passage, whipped around by Roger like a rag doll, then harshly smashed onto the ground.

One punch, two punches!

[Alder]

The entire ground shook, and at close range, Uchiyama Mamoru had no power to fight back, only to endure Roger’s barrage of attacks.

“Senka, how do you know this guy?”

“He’s so strong!?” Yukiko said, her voice trembling.

“Even a Fourth Tier Onmyoji is no match for him.”

“No, it’s not that simple,” Aoki Kazuo said with a wry smile.

“Have you forgotten?”

“A Fourth Tier Onmyoji and their Guardian Spirit are one and the same!”