Chapter 293 Ink Dragon
Saemon Kiyo waved the wolf hair brush in his hand, channeling spiritual energy from within into the brush tip. A large mass of ink transformed into sharp black needles in the air, shooting towards the ghouls swarming in front of them.
“Sizzling—”
A chilling rotting sound accompanied by a foul odor rose from the horde of corpses ahead. The ink needles, formed from spiritual energy, scattered across the ghouls, corroding large, scalp-numbing holes into them. The ghoul at the very front, having received more attacks, even had half its face fall off, appearing even more terrifying.
“Is there any way? My attacks are completely ineffective against them!”
Kicking away a ghoul in front of him, the force of its pounce made Asakusa Ryuuya step back, shielding Saemon Kiyo behind him. Asakusa Ryuuya swallowed hard, looking at the considerable number of enemies before him.
Asakusa Ryuuya considered himself a competent hero. Although his ranking wasn’t in the top tier due to the intensity of his abilities, he had received good evaluations in the regular hero teams during his heroic career. Relying on his own efforts and his masterful gunmanship, he had resolved many troublesome situations.
However, the current situation, to be frank, was indeed beyond his ability to handle.
His gunmanship, developed for humanoid targets, lost more than half its power against these deformed, half-human creatures. Moreover, their ability to continue moving even after their heads were severed rendered his attacks ineffective. Coupled with their sheer number, close to twenty, and their considerable strength, if they managed to encircle them in this place with no escape route, even he wouldn’t be confident of breaking through.
“My spiritual energy can have a restraining effect.”
After confirming their identity as Underworld creatures through experimental attacks, Saemon Kiyo directly grabbed Asakusa Ryuuya’s arm. Streams of blue energy flowed from his arm, converging on the long gun in Asakusa Ryuuya’s right hand.
“Hm?”
Reacting instinctively, he swung the gun. The previous resistance completely vanished, as smooth as cutting butter with a hot knife. What surprised Asakusa Ryuuya the most was that their fearless attacking method seemed to slow down, pausing for a long time before initiating the next assault.
Strictly speaking, the most terrifying aspect of these clawed creatures was the near-zero flinch reaction they exhibited upon being attacked. Unless their limbs were completely severed, they wouldn’t stop attacking regardless of any damage. However, targeting their limbs with sharp claws was too easy to parry. Therefore, Asakusa Ryuuya had previously opted for long-range sweeping attacks to prevent them from encircling, creating time to think of a countermeasure.
“Ryuuya, my spiritual energy won’t last long. Buy me some time.”
Seeing Asakusa Ryuuya easily repelling the ghouls with his spiritually enhanced attacks, Saemon Kiyo’s solemn expression relaxed slightly. He slid out an ancient scroll from his wide sleeves, and the blue spiritual energy enveloped the scroll, making it float in mid-air. He then unhesitatingly began to draw on the pristine white Xuan paper with his brush.
“Okay!”
Seeing his teammate confidently leaving his back to him, Asakusa Ryuuya shouted, suppressing the slight fear in his heart, and charged towards the horde of corpses before him.
Meanwhile, the confrontation between Kazumi and Oyama Gōzan had entered a heated stage.
Perhaps knowing that his most important objective was to stall this black-robed figure and create an opportunity for his teammate, Oyama Gōzan’s attack frequency reached an astonishing, almost frenzied level.
His already mountain-like arms seemed to swell further with exertion, and countless silver light blades flashed in the night sky, flying towards the area where Kazumi was, only to be blocked by solidified Death Aura.
“Is he buying time for his teammate?”
The young girl frowned, pushing her Death Aura to its limit, continuously blocking the flying knives thrown by Oyama Gōzan.
Kazumi had also guessed the purpose of his relentless attacks, which disregarded stamina consumption. He aimed to restrict her movements with long-range attacks to create an opening for his teammate to engage her in close combat.
It had to be said, although the abilities of these two street heroes couldn’t compare to the world-destroying powers of top-tier heroes, their meticulous capabilities, accumulated through constant effort, could lead to qualitative changes.
These tempestuous volleys of thrown objects truly left Kazumi with no extra thought to spare for controlling other areas. She could only channel her Death Aura wholeheartedly to defend against his attacks, preventing the sharp knives from breaching her defenses and reaching her face.
Actually, Kazumi wasn’t too worried about such attacks. Little Black’s teeth and carapace boasted incredible defense; such attacks probably wouldn’t even break Little Black’s outer shell. So, even if she couldn’t block them, using Little Black as a meat shield wouldn’t be an issue.
For the always cautious Kazumi, such trump cards like Little Black weren’t to be used casually. Firstly, it could easily expose her identity and make her a target; secondly, Little Black was incredibly effective at ambushing others, and having it ready could be like a surprise strike to the heart at any moment.
Furthermore, Oyama Gōzan’s trembling arms and heaving chest at the moment indicated that such overloaded attacks were unsustainable. The surrounding ghouls, while not capable of killing the other two, made it difficult for Asakusa Ryuuya, who only excelled in close combat, to break through.
“He’s about to collapse?”
Feeling the pressure of the attacks before her gradually lessen, a slightly cruel smile touched the corners of the young girl’s lips. The Death Aura within her body converged in her hand, preparing to take his life the moment his strength waned.
Just as the girl swatted away two weak daggers that shot towards her, and sharp spines began to gather around, a peculiar energy fluctuation suddenly erupted from not far away.
With a heavy stroke, Saemon Kiyo completed the last stroke of his wolf hair brush. At this moment, the entire ink painting seemed to come alive. The scroll was completely torn apart, and a colossal ink dragon flew out from it.
“Gōzan!”
The wolf hair brush snapped under the surging spiritual energy of Saemon Kiyo. The entire ink dragon was instantly imbued with life. With a twist, it devoured all the ghouls in front of Asakusa Ryuuya and, with terrifying power, charged towards Kazumi’s location.
At the same moment, Oyama Gōzan understood his teammate’s intention. His trembling arms regained their steadiness, and he pulled out two more flying knives from his pocket. Dark red energy enveloped the hilts of the knives, and he forcefully hurled them towards Kazumi’s position.
“Hm?”
The ink dragon, imbued with spiritual energy, made Kazumi take a second glance. The Death Aura in her hands surged, intending to stop its approach.
Oyama Gōzan’s relentless flying knives also annoyed the young girl. She diverted a few more spines to counter his attacks, but this time the attacks were different from all the previous ones.
“Boom!”
The moment Kazumi’s Death Aura came into contact with the daggers, the two daggers triggered two explosions. The special smoke hidden in the dagger hilts scattered at this instant, and thick grey fog completely enveloped Kazumi’s location.
In the next moment, the ink dragon, carrying a large amount of spiritual energy, charged straight into the location it had locked onto within the grey fog. The ink-black explosion waves directly blew away the fog that had obstructed vision, igniting another new, larger energy storm.
“Boom!!”
“Did it work?!”
Asakusa Ryuuya gripped his gun handle tightly, his eyes fixed on the thick fog before him.
Asakusa Ryuuya was well aware of the power of Saemon Kiyo’s strongest incantation. Even with his physical enhancement drugs, he wouldn’t dare to take a direct hit, let alone from a spellcaster who clearly didn’t want anyone to approach.
“No, it didn’t!”
Just as Asakusa Ryuuya was about to move forward to handle the aftermath, a sweaty arm grabbed him, stopping his advance. A sudden gust of breeze dispersed the mist on the rooftop, allowing those present to see the scene in the distance clearly.
What appeared at the location where the black-robed figure had been was not the imagined broken body of the black-clad person being defeated.
Instead, it was a grotesque creature completely enshrouded in dense teeth, with its arms seemingly embracing something!!!
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