Chapter 186 Changing in an Instant
'Inosuke is so cute, his little hands are so warm! My darling, I'm so happy to be with you.'
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"Go to hell!!"
The blade sliced through the icy mist, and Doma, watching the three relentlessly resisting him, was already getting a little bored.
"I'm so sorry~ After Lord Akaza was taken down, I no longer had time to play with you..."
As he spoke, he gently waved his golden fans, which fluttered up and down before slowly closing and then quietly opening again, revealing an ice crystal identical to himself in the center. The lifelike appearance of the crystal as he moved made the three of them pause in surprise.
"Blood Demon Art: Crystal Child!"
"Hahaha, what a shameful brat!"
Inosuke's lips curled into a playful smile as his gaze swept over the ice sculpture, which barely reached his arm's length, and he couldn't help but chuckle. Kanao's brows furrowed with confusion and wariness, but only Ichiro sensed the unusual aura emanating from the ice sculpture. The ice sculpture stood firmly on the ground, its hands outstretched like fans, and the way it waved made Ichiro feel something was amiss.
"careful."
Ichiro's voice boomed in the silence, and suddenly a shower of ice-blade-like petals bloomed around the ice sculpture doll. They intertwined and overlapped in the air, forming several deadly trajectories that shot towards Inosuke and Kanao.
"This kid can use skills of the same strength as me. I'll leave the rest to you." Doma's words were tinged with amusement. He waved his hand lightly and turned to walk towards the door.
"Breath of the Moon - Land Form - Long Night Lonely Moon - Abyss!"
Suddenly, a streak of red light streaked across the night sky like a shooting star. The red blades intertwined to form an impenetrable net, both blocking the invasion of the ice blades and attacking Doma with overwhelming force! Doma's eyes narrowed, and he dodged in a few steps, looking at the deep scratches on the ground and walls.
"Don't rush!"
Doma said with a smile, and as he flicked his fan, two more ice sculptures appeared, attacking Ichiro at the same time. Kanao caught a glimpse of this out of the corner of her eye and wanted to go and help, but a sudden ice blade interrupted her.
"I'm fine, I don't need help."
Ichiro skillfully dodged the attacks of the two ice sculptures, fine beads of sweat trickling down his cheeks as he focused intently on his surroundings. He was currently too passive and needed to quickly find an opening to launch an attack.
"Don't run away, you bastard!!" Inosuke watched as Doma walked to the door, turned around and was about to rush up to stop him when an ice sculpture instantly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
Doma was a little surprised. He noticed that Inosuke hadn't absorbed his Blood Demon Art either, and couldn't help but linger to observe him. Looking at Inosuke, he raised an eyebrow. This was a swordsman he hadn't encountered before. He'd store this in his memory; the information was valuable.
Kanao watched as Doma raised his hand to touch the door and then stopped, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She had to find a way to stop him. Doma thought for a moment and decided that he had to hurry, because if he played too wildly, he would get scolded.
"Four or five more will do." With that, he waved his fan, and an ice sculpture joined the battle, making the situation even more dangerous. Kanao quickly dodged the ice spikes, panting heavily, while Inosuke watched Doma making the ice sculpture, feeling extremely irritated.
He was actually being suppressed by something that wasn't his true form! Damn it, he couldn't get close at all; he had to escape.
The more anxious Inosuke became, the more openings appeared in his movements. As he rolled over again, the ice vines instantly inflicted multiple wounds on his body. Ichiro, noticing this, couldn't help but shout, "Calm down, Inosuke!"
His voice drew Kanao's attention. After dodging the attack once again, Kanao said, "Don't rush, just hold on a little longer, just a little longer..."
Should we hold on a little longer?
Doma listened to their conversation, feeling a little strange. He shook his head and reached out to touch the door. Even when he wasn't present, his ice sculpture princess would record the battle. Just as she was about to open the door, his face began to turn purple, then quickly melted away.
"Eh, what's this?" Douma raised his hand to cover his face, feeling his body sway uncontrollably. He suddenly collapsed, bracing himself against the ground. The sudden change delighted Kanao, who raised her hand to deflect the attack from the ice sculpture in front of her.
Here
Douma was somewhat surprised; his hands could no longer support him, and it felt as if they were dissolving from his bones. Was it poison? Was it the child's poison? Why?
Suddenly, all the ice sculptures on site stopped and shattered, allowing Ichiro, who had been suppressed by two ice sculptures, to catch his breath. Inosuke hadn't expected that the ice sculptures in front of him would suddenly shatter before he could even unleash his attack.
"What's going on? Is it some kind of trap?"
"No, it's Master's poison starting to take effect. Quick! Take advantage of this moment and finish him off in one go."
As they spoke, the three rushed over at an incredible speed. Doma covered his gradually recovering face, raised his hand, and with a wave of his golden fan, a giant ice figure resembling a bodhisattva with hands clasped together rose from the ground, instantly blocking the three of them and lifting him up.
"Blood Demon Art - Mist Ice - Water Lily Bodhisattva".
The Bodhisattva raised his hand and then swiftly pressed it down, the hand strike generating immense power that instantly shattered the bridge and the flowing water. Inosuke and Kanao tumbled through the air with the current, while Ichiro leaped up and quickly dodged away.
Kanao hadn't expected Doma to unleash such a powerful attack at this moment, the frozen air filling a large area. Retreating now would give him a chance to recover, but inhaling would render her unable to fight. Even as her thoughts raced, her eyes remained fixed on the attack before her.
No, that's not right. Upon closer inspection, the technique is very crude, with a significant decrease in precision, as if it was performed out of necessity.
Kanao gritted her teeth, remembering Shinobu's words, and tears welled up in her eyes. Even though she had decided to give her own life to atone for it, she was still worried about whether Kanao would go blind. How gentle she was! Kanao had to succeed!
"Breath of Flowers - Final Form - Crimson Eyes of the Other Shore!"
Kanao's eye membranes instantly turned red, and everything in front of her seemed to slow down and become dull in her eyes. She rushed upwards at an extremely fast speed, and her super dynamic vision allowed her to easily dodge all the ice crystals and arrive in front of Doma.
The pink Nichirin Blade swung towards Doma's neck. Doma covered his face with one hand and raised his golden fan with the other. With his movement, the Bodhisattva instantly blew out icy mist, freezing the lower half of Kanao's body.
I can't move! No! No! I absolutely must!
Kanao's wrist was frozen, making it impossible for her to swing her sword. Just then, Inosuke, who had been captured, raised his twin swords and swung them sharply, blocking Kanao's Nichirin Blade and pushing it forward.
"Wow, that's amazing! What a pity—"
Doma raised his hand, his golden fan stopping the Nichirin Blade that was halfway in. His previously rotting face was rapidly recovering, and he looked at the two of them with a smile, the purple color on his body fading away at an extremely fast speed.
"It's such a pity. You all worked so hard, but you were just a little short."
Doma's words caused Kanao's pupils to constrict. Was the poison still insufficient? She tried to swing her sword, but her body was completely paralyzed. She remembered Shinobu's tragic state. Her master had lost an arm and a leg and was on the verge of death, yet she still couldn't kill him?
"Yes, it's such a pity—".
Ichiro's voice rang out as he leaped high from the shoulder of the Bodhisattva, his Nichirin Blade slashing down with his movement. Doma, waving his fan in his other hand, was surprised to find that the Bodhisattva, who was supposed to attack, made no move.
"Go to hell!"
In an instant, Ichiro severed the other half of Doma's neck. The speed of his movement left Doma no time to react, and his head began to fall off, while the giant bodhisattva began to shatter.
No, that's not right. He resisted the venom. A severed neck shouldn't kill him immediately. Why did he start to dissipate so quickly?
Ichiro pierced Doma's head with his sword, pinning him to the ground, and gave a mocking smile: "Because it's not just venom."
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