Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 191 - Swordsmanship Breakthrough (2)
Chapter 191: Chapter 191 Swordsmanship Breakthrough (2)
Chapter 191: Chapter 191 Swordsmanship Breakthrough (2)
“Huff, huff…”
Joseph gasped heavily; such a run wouldn’t stress his physical endurance, but in the dark thicket, those eyes seemed to be everywhere.
The Voodoo Zombies around him were intact, but the number of Witches initially shielded in the midst had dwindled to a mere few.
Moreover, those that remained had nearly lost the will to fight due to the torment.
Once they crossed the mountain, they would reach their destination, but the distance to this mountain might as well be the divide between life and death.
“We can’t keep running; one by one, he’ll gradually devour us.”
“Could this kid be a Bloodline Holder?”
“How could an ordinary Demon Hunter have such spiritual power?”
Indeed, for Joseph, what made Roger most troublesome was his spiritual power, which was even stronger than that of average Witches.
In a head-on confrontation, Roger was certainly no match for Arlo, but in the earlier combat, due to a blind spot in their understanding, Roger had burst forth unexpectedly from his hiding spot, catching Arlo off guard and killing him.
While he severely wounded Arlo, he also disintegrated the core of the team’s Mental Disturbance, and although he had to retreat later due to Tangde’s interference, the scales of battle had already tipped.
Joseph’s biggest mistake was not choosing to engage in direct combat at the start, and his lack of flexible maneuvering abilities provided Roger with the opportunity to pick them off one by one.
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Roger parted the bushes and stepped out, walking on the dry branches beneath his feet.
The remaining Witches were too few to form a psychic blockade; what followed was the final Duel, legitimate and undisguised.
“Arlo, I know you still have the capacity to fight. You better give it your all now, or you’ll never get another chance.”
Joseph fixed his gaze on Roger in the distance.
The young man did not possess the aura of a True Transcendent, but the strength, agility, and combat savvy he displayed far exceeded that of a normal Demon Hunter.
Even among Transcendents, he would be considered strong.
Three refinements had evolved Roger’s innards to a non-human state, and, combined with the enhancements of the Hunter’s Cabin, his skyrocketing physical attributes allowed him to stand toe-to-toe with Transcendents.
Moreover, his transformed body could sustain continuous explosive bursts; even if he couldn’t get the upper hand in the initial exchange, he could wear down most opponents by sheer endurance.
Thwack!
Two screams rang out; the Witches standing by the stretcher turned in horror, only to be met with the handsome yet cold face of Joseph.
“You’re doomed to die eventually; might as well die with some value!”
As he spoke, Joseph’s mutated palm extracted two beating hearts from the Witches’ bodies.
Tossing a heart onto Arlo, he said, “The choice is yours to make.”
Arlo’s facial wounds looked as if they could split open at any moment. She glared at Roger, who was approaching with a sword, her expression filled with rage and reluctant indignation.
Eventually, all emotions vanished from her face, and she became as calm as a volcano ready to erupt.
She opened her mouth, her tongue splitting apart, and a worm as thick as a pinkie finger wriggled out from the midst of her tongue.
Joseph’s reaction was even more exaggerated; his mouth split to the sides like that of a feeding snake, swallowing the whole heart in one gulp.
The heart burst into a thick paste of flesh, and Joseph was ready to fight to the death.
Meanwhile, Arlo, who was originally lying on the stretcher, had eyes that glowed ever brighter as her wounds visibly healed at an observable speed.
She climbed off the stretcher and picked up a severed arm retrieved from the battlefield.
Grasping the severed limb with her right hand and giving it a slight shake, the flesh fell away like dust, followed by the twisting bones reforming into the White Bone Staff in her hand.
“All I want now is you dead!”
With a roar, Arlo disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a skin-and-bones figure in the blink of an eye.
This was no longer about tapping into potential; it was truly a fight to the death. Even if she could kill Roger, she certainly wouldn’t survive herself.
“Kill!”
The Voodoo Zombies surrounding the pair swayed their robust bodies and charged at Roger, while Joseph stood in the distance, waving his staff, and a black light shot out from his hand.
Roger held his sword in both hands, lightly shifting his feet, and dodged Joseph’s attack by a hair’s breadth.
Facing the oncoming Voodoo Zombies, he let out a low shout, his blood surged tumultuously, his heart beat frantically, the speed of his blood flow increased, and the blood vessels on his arms actually crept up another inch.
This slight breakthrough seemed to open up a new world for Roger.
A faint aura of blood spread from his body, and a sense of enlightenment rose in his heart. Roger knew that maybe his current state was Transcendent!
“Swoosh!”
As he took the first step, he swung the Steel Sword in his hand without any hesitation. With a slight shift in his posture, the second sword slashed out horizontally.
He didn’t even need to check the results of the attack. As he rushed forward, he let out a roar like a bear.
Combat was the best catalyst. At this moment, Roger felt that his Black Bear Swordsmanship had ascended another level.
The originally heavy sword movements became agile. It wasn’t that his strength had increased, but his control over the sword movements had become more flexible.
The heaviness of the black bear merged with a bit of the agility of the Night Cat. Roger suddenly realized the intention behind the swordsmanship arrangements given by the Hunter’s Cabin.
The agility of a cat, the sturdiness of a bear, the cunning of a viper, the craftiness of a wolf, the grandeur of a griffin…
When the day came that he could integrate all these forms of attack, maybe then, he could call himself a master of swordsmanship.
Tips were provided on the notice board, but at this time, Roger paid no attention to any of it.
One, two, three, four!
He took four steps, leaving behind a corpse split into eight parts.
With four consecutive swings of his sword, Roger’s momentum not only didn’t decline but rose again. Amid surging vitality, he felt as if he had inexhaustible strength.
“Blood Vessel Burst?!”
“Is he from the Blood Hunter Family?!”
Joseph’s face changed drastically, just as Arlo’s body floated by.
“Distract him for me, I want to end this fight in one fell swoop!”
Arlo had overdrawn her vitality. Such a state couldn’t last long, and she needed time to prepare her fatal blow.
A trace of hesitation flickered in Joseph’s eyes. Roger was in an explosive state; though Joseph had stimulated his potential, he couldn’t possibly be a match for Roger.
“If you don’t go, I’ll kill you first!”
Arlo’s White Bone Staff pointed at Joseph from afar.
In that skull-like face was boundless calm, and it was precisely because of this, Joseph sensed this woman’s determination!
“Ah!”
Under Arlo’s coercion, Joseph let out a loud roar and charged with his staff raised.
As he ran, he launched a Mental Shock at Roger, and then he swung his hands, unleashing hissing vipers hidden on his body towards Roger.
Roger heard the exchange between the two. Under these circumstances, he naturally wouldn’t give Arlo the chance to prepare her attack.
Face to face with the two who were like crazed tigers, Roger let out a cold laugh.
“Thinking of having a so-called final duel with me?”
“You’ve watched too many movies, haven’t you?”
With that, he paid no mind to the two poised to strike, darted into the forest quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Joseph: …
A burst of green light exploded from Arlo’s body, and she followed him like a madwoman.
The time left to her was running out.
