novelonline Chapter 2613 You Forced Me to Do This! (Bonus Chapter 51 for the Nobody Reader Alliance Master)
Chapter 2613 You Forced Me to Do This! (Bonus Chapter 51 for the Nobody Reader Alliance Master)
Chapter 2613 You Forced Me to Do This! (Bonus Chapter 51 for the Nobody Reader Alliance Master)
And to pave the way for Michino Michiman.
The remaining resistance on both sides was cleared away by two other formidable figures.
On the left, a figure over two meters tall, resembling a giant bear, is rampaging like a war chariot.
What is most striking about him is his thick, pale beard and hair, like a lion's mane.
He was none other than Fujibayashi Yoshimon, one of the three great Jonin of the Iga school, known for his absolute strength and ferocious taijutsu.
"Whoever stands in the way will die!"
Armor Gate's roar was like a muffled thunderclap.
He relied solely on his iron fists capable of crushing rocks and breaking trees, and his legs as heavy as pillars.
He threw a punch directly at the samurai who was swinging his sword.
The force of the punch instantly compressed the air, producing a loud bang, and the samurai sword shattered in response.
The man wielding the knife suffered a dent in his chest, was thrown backward, and died vomiting blood.
Even the various shikigami that were summoned were no match for it.
A ninja attacked from the side, suddenly turned his head, opened his blood-red mouth, and spat out several kunai, killing the enemy from a distance.
A Yukino family Onmyoji gritted his teeth and threw a blasting talisman that hit his back.
He only let out a muffled groan as his back muscles suddenly bulged, forcefully withstanding the impact of the flames that were powerful enough to shatter rocks.
He then roared and charged forward.
Under the horrified gaze of the Onmyoji, he ruthlessly shattered the pentagram spirit shield, sending the man flying dozens of meters away, his fate unknown.
His fighting style is completely devoid of any skill.
It's a savage display of pure power, speed, and tough flesh.
Each strike carried devastating destructive power.
They were in no way inferior to the warriors of the Dajini clan.
Now look at the right side.
The battlefield scenes are depicted with an eerie and precise style.
A person whose entire body was wrapped in old white bandages, completely obscuring even their face.
A woman whose only visible feature is her heartless eyes.
She sat quietly in a uniquely structured metal wheelchair, dressed in a purple kimono.
Behind her, pushing the wheelchair, was a calm-looking young maid.
The bandaged man in the wheelchair remained oblivious to the shouts and explosions around him.
Her 'battle' was entirely carried out by the wheelchair beneath her, which appeared bulky but actually concealed deadly intent.
Poisoned kunai, barbed scythes, and steel needles would occasionally and silently pop out from the armrests, backrests, and even wheel hubs of the wheelchair.
Or it might fly out of the automatically captured iron chain and set its sights on the Onmyoji in the distance.
Then it suddenly pulls back, dragging its prey close.
Finally, a sharp blade that popped out from the side of the wheelchair delivered the fatal blow.
Her attacks came without warning, with cunning and vicious angles, like a venomous spider lurking in the shadows.
They harvest lives efficiently and indifferently.
The maid was completely focused on pushing and fine-tuning the wheelchair's position.
Ensure the 'master' is always in the safest attack position.
The two worked together seamlessly.
Thus, with the combined efforts of these three masters, the loyal defenders, despite their desperate resistance, were unable to stem the tide of defeat.
The samurai's formation was broken, and the ninja's sneak attack was thwarted.
The techniques and shikigami of the Ketsuno family's Onmyoji appeared pale and powerless in the face of Mireino Dōman's more violent spiritual power and powerful techniques.
Mutilated corpses gradually piled up near the Bridge of Bliss, and blood stained the water flowing under the bridge and the white stones on the bank.
The battle situation is visibly deteriorating in a direction that is extremely unfavorable to the general's side.
The shouts of battle began to mingle with desperate cries and calls for retreat.
That gaping hole, like an anthill bursting its banks, is steadily eroding the defenders' courage and defenses.
"It doesn't matter."
At this critical moment.
It was cold and calm, as if it possessed some strange magic, penetrating all the sounds of explosions and battle cries.
It flowed across the entire battlefield like an icy spring.
"I will take over this matter from now on."
The battlefield fell silent instantly.
All the Onmyoji and Shikigami who fought valiantly, and the samurai and ninjas who are still fighting to the death.
At the same time, I felt a jolt in my heart and involuntarily looked towards the source of the sound.
All that could be seen was behind the Bridge of Bliss.
The top of the waterside pavilion that was untouched by the war.
Before anyone knew it, a straight figure had quietly appeared, his white hunting robe spotless, as if radiating a soft glow.
His short, brownish-yellow hair and purple eyes made his ethereal face appear even more serene.
It was Keino Haruaki who had rushed over.
He stood there quietly, as if he belonged to a completely different world from the brutal fighting at his feet.
A morning breeze blew, and the sleeves and hem of his hunting robe fluttered gently, carrying an almost divine composure.
"Master Harumi!"
"Lord Seimei has arrived!"
The Onmyoji of the Ketsuno family, who had been showing signs of decline and despair, erupted in thunderous cheers the moment they saw him.
The cries were filled with the ecstasy of escaping a desperate situation and unconditional trust.
Such an atmosphere almost dispelled the gloom over the battlefield.
Even the heavily wounded samurai and ninjas who had fallen to the ground had their eyes rekindled with hope.
Fujibayashi Kaimon, who was pressing a samurai's head into the ground, suddenly stopped.
He slowly released the lifeless corpse, raised his head, and his fierce eyes locked onto the white figure atop the pavilion across the chaotic battlefield.
His thick, pale beard, as white as a lion's mane, trembled slightly.
Fujibayashi Yoshimon licked the blood that had splattered on his lips, his voice low and filled with apprehension.
"That's the legendary strongest Onmyoji, Ketsuno Seimei?"
His words no longer carried the same unbridled arrogance as before.
Instead, there is vigilance and solemnity when facing threats of equal or even higher levels.
however.
This whisper, full of acknowledgment, was like a poisonous thorn.
It pierced deeply into the heart of Michimitsu Michino, who was not far away.
"The strongest Onmyoji?"
"Hehehehahahaha!"
Daoman suddenly turned his head, his sinister face filled with rage, and threw his head back, letting out a sharp and maniacal laugh.
It then suddenly transformed into a furious roar.
"I am the strongest Onmyoji!"
"Yuno Seimei!"
"This world doesn't need two of the strongest Onmyoji!"
His roar echoed across the battlefield, venting years of pent-up resentment and bitterness.
A crimson spiritual pressure erupted from his body, sending the rubble and dust flying from his feet.
But faced with this hostile roar.
Seimei Yukino, sitting in the pavilion, didn't even flinch.
He simply used those clear yet all-seeing eyes.
He calmly watched Daoman, who appeared to be going mad.
However, a hint of guilt flickered in his eyes.
"Daoman, why did you go to such lengths?"
"They colluded with foreign enemies, attacked the general, and instigated this pointless slaughter."
What exactly are you pursuing?
"It won't hurt to tell you!"
Mirino Doman raised his folding fan, grinning maliciously as he pointed it at Seimei, as if making a declaration to the entire battlefield.
"The Heavenly Clan has promised me that if things succeed today, they will support the new general to take the throne!"
"We, the Mirinno family, will replace your Yukino family and become the shogunate's official onmyōji (yin-yang masters), reclaiming the honor and power our ancestors once possessed!"
"At the same time, I will forever trample your Yukino family under my feet!"
His eyes burned with naked ambition and fanatical flames.
"That's the reason!"
"Is that enough, Seimei?!"
"I will take back everything I've lost with my own hands, and you forced me to do it!"
Ketsuno Seimei listened quietly, his face expressionless.
He only let out a soft sigh after Daoman finished speaking.
That sigh seemed to contain regret, disappointment, and guilt.
But more than anything, it's a sense of understanding and decisiveness that comes after everything has settled.
At the same time, a deep blue spiritual light gradually emanated from his body.
Echoing the red light of Daoman