Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 752 - Chapter 752 Chapter 608 On the Feasibility of Increasing

Chapter 752: Chapter 608: On the Feasibility of Increasing Friendliness Towards Mental Health Patients_2 Chapter 752: Chapter 608: On the Feasibility of Increasing Friendliness Towards Mental Health Patients_2 The next moment, Roger’s attack would land on his forehead, and at the same time, accumulating a reversal, Konoha Tengu was about to launch a thorough counterattack.

This defensive concept and passive style of play had formed an instinct, becoming his chosen path, ingrained in his attack pattern.

He wasn’t without combat ability, rather, the uniqueness of his power had made him accustomed to fighting in the safest conditions.

Not dancing on the edge of a knife, fighting life and death battles.

Power was accumulating, a glint flashed in Konoha Tengu’s eyes, the next instant Roger’s sword tip landed on his forehead!

The light was dazzling.

The clash of two forces created a terrifying gale, the Onmyoji close to them were sent flying by the violent power.

Yatagarasu Kensumi’s expression changed slightly, he advanced instead of retreating, even in the midst of the violent impact, Yatagarasu Kensumi moved against the wind, his speed not reduced by much.

Then he saw everything that was happening in the core area of the battle.

Roger’s attack, which seemed imposing, landed on Konoha Tengu’s forehead, but caused no damage.

Meanwhile, after gaining a moment to catch his breath, Konoha Tengu threw a punch from beneath his armpit, a fierce grimace on his face.

“Destroy the Shrine’s architecture, and your life isn’t enough even if you die a hundred times!”

Onmyoji Techniques reverse.

Just as his attack was about to land, Roger, who had been drifting in a dissociated state, seemed to just snap back to reality.

[Alder Sword Seal]

Roger’s wrist flickered, the strange connected state allowing him to perceive some inexplicable things.

Following that, he instinctively made a change.

Then, an explosion resonated.

The attack didn’t land on Konoha Tengu, but exploded somewhere behind him instead.

As if a switch had been flipped, a continuous series of explosions followed, and then the terrifying power hidden within Roger was transmitted and intensified by the propulsion of the explosions.

Even though no wounds appeared, Konoha Tengu, who had maintained his attacking stance, froze, and then his expression wildly changed as he couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Boom, boom, boom!

With Konoha Tengu as the cause, Roger didn’t need to distinguish and choose, the power of the Alder Sword Seal transmitted to all his avatars.

Then this power formed a circuit, after being amplified through multiple layers, it erupted completely on Konoha Tengu.

Crack, crack!

There were successive cracking sounds behind him, and even the two towering trees began to display terrifying cracks, struggling before collapsing with a thunderous crash.

Ah!!

Konoha Tengu screamed, using all his power for self-defense in an instant, the energy on the surface of his body growing denser, but corresponding to this was his constantly changing complexion.

Soon the aura on his body settled.

The spiritual energy enveloping his body was now tangible, as if he had donned a layer of armor.

“No, it can’t be!”

“No one can find all my avatars, no one!”

“As long as one is alive, I will not die.”

“You can’t kill me!”

His eyes were wide as he stared intently at Roger.

“You can’t kill me!!”

The voice echoed through the Shrine’s skies.

But at this moment, everyone could see the panic on Konoha Tengu’s face.

He was afraid.

Fearful of the impending death.

Plop, plop, plop!

A strange noise came from inside Konoha Tengu, and it was then that Roger retracted the Sword of Destiny that had been pressed against Konoha Tengu’s forehead.

From beginning to end, he hadn’t pierced even an inch of Konoha Tengu’s skin.

Yet the damage inflicted was enough to make his opponent despair.

It was then that Roger seemed to come back to himself, still feeling the details of the swordplay that had just been executed.

It was not the frenzied explosions or the mutual impact control, but transmission.

It was somewhat similar to the ability once used by Green, yet fundamentally different in principle, Roger had not fully mastered this type of attack.

But he could see, once the new branch of the Alder Sword Seal was strengthened, it would surely unleash even greater power.

Roger’s gaze calmly fell on Konoha Tengu’s face.

Gradually, Konoha Tengu also emerged from the frenzied state, the thing on his face resembling a red mask melted away like a candle, dripping down his cheeks onto the ground.

Turns out this was the true state of his Guardian Spirit.

Below the mask was a pale and ordinary face.

Death was imminent, unavoidable.

“Is this the swordsmanship taught to you by Sword Master Cold Crow?”

“To be defeated by the hands of a Legendary Sword Master, I’ve lost…”

“You’re thinking too much.” Roger interrupted him.

“That’s what I just mastered. As for the name of the swordsmanship, I haven’t thought of one yet,”

Roger chuckled, seeing the pain in Konoha’s eyes.

“What a pity, it isn’t the legacy of Sword Master Cold Crow that killed you. If you think it needs a name to seem more respectable.”

“Hmm… how about ‘Dog Slaying Sword’?”

“Pff!”

Konoha Tengu coughed out a mouthful of blood.

“Alright, you win!”

“But this is just the beginning, the other branches will avenge me.”

“Snap!”

Roger slapped his palm on top of Konoha Tengu’s head.

“You won’t need to worry about what happens after death.”

With that slap, Roger seemed to disrupt a balance, and Konoha Tengu screamed in agony, bursting into pieces under Roger’s gaze, turning into a pool of dirty blood.

Elsewhere, the slaughter by the Elder of Shadows continued.

Without an Onmyoji of equal strength to capture his attention, the attacks from others couldn’t breach his defenses.

Like a lion entering a flock of sheep.

Gradually, changes began to occur on the Elder of Shadows as well.

The splattering blood that landed on him was quickly absorbed.

Though he killed many, his skin remained pale without a drop of blood left on him.

Having killed Konoha Tengu, a part of Roger’s mind was still reflecting on the process of the battle.

It wasn’t about explosion and control, but a new way of transmission.

Roger felt it was necessary to differentiate new branches under the Alder Sword Seal based on their characteristics.

He was once again glad for choosing to complete the High Mountain Trial at a higher difficulty. Even a single Dharma Seal, when delved into deeply, propelled both his combat power and approach to a new level.

This was also the biggest difference between Roger and other Transcendents.

Comprehensive.

The power of Asura was still surging within him. Although Roger’s current state was nowhere near that of Higurashi Gushan, his strength level was almost equivalent to that of a newly risen Sword Master.

“This powerful feeling…”

“Awesome!”

No need to worry about complex things, just steamroll everything.

“Temporary visitors are clearly not a good idea. I must make use of this immense help as soon as possible.”

Roger thought to himself, also considering the possibility of becoming friends with Higurashi Gushan.

A visage of pure beauty appeared in his mind.

“No, no, no. She is my successor; ours is a pure teacher-student relationship. We must maintain the innocence between Demon Hunters; I can’t be the one to start this.”

“Otherwise, things will likely get messy in the future.”

Roger quickly suppressed a certain evil thought of his.

He also knew with Higurashi Gushan’s mental state, if anything did happen between him and Senka, what might increase would likely not be affinity.

But animosity.

Then the fun would really begin.

“On the feasibility of increasing goodwill with a mentally ill person.”

“This is a topic quite worth researching.”

“The benefits are simply too great.”

However, the characteristic of killing also wasn’t without drawbacks; the entire process required continuous killing to accumulate the power of Asura within the body.

It was best suited for one-against-many situations.

In the face of a single, strong enemy, it wasn’t too useful.

Of course, Roger was just saying it for the sake of it.

There wasn’t much about this ability that left him unsatisfied anymore.

Remembering the warning from the Hunter’s Cabin, Roger made the Elder of Shadows’ body disappear. When he arrived at the mountaintop, he had assimilated a regular house within the Shrine using the Shadow Cottage.

Only then did he successfully escape from Konoha Tengu’s control.

With the disappearance of the Elder of Shadows, the Shrine fell into deathly silence. Those who were strong had been killed first; those slightly less powerful either fled or hid under the rubble, playing dead.

Roger had no interest in delivering a coupe de grace. He glanced at Yatagarasu Kensumi, and just as he was about to say something, a strange dot suddenly appeared in the sky.

Within two or three breaths, the black dot swelled to the size of a washbasin, and from the pitch-dark space, a familiar voice came through.

“It’s you.”

“To escape from my hands twice, your luck is truly enviable.”

“Unfortunately, the third time you meet me, your luck runs out.”

Roger’s pupils contracted.

“Ran’ei Divine Master!”