novelraw Chapter 79 : The Sword Saint’s Justice
Chapter 79 : The Sword Saint’s Justice
Chapter 79: The Sword Saint’s Justice
At the center of the Shibuya Scramble Crossing.
A massive milky-white light barrier enveloped Asahara Shoko and his followers within.
Asahara Shoko stood at the very center of the light barrier, bathing in the fanatical faith of his believers.
His gaze pierced through the barrier and locked straight onto Kuroki Satoru not far away.
Kuroki Satoru’s manic laughter echoed across the skies of Shibuya.
“Come on! Come play!!”
Asahara Shoko took a deep breath.
“God said—let there be light!!”
He violently expanded the power of the light barrier outward.
Boom!
The milky-white radiance violently collided with the black fog emanating from Kuroki Satoru.
A piercing sound of friction rang out through the air.
Two invisible forces were engaging in the most direct of clashes.
……
“Clang—!”
Suddenly, a shrill sword cry tore apart the air of Shibuya’s streets, which was filled with a chaotic mix of screams and mad laughter.
Kuroki Satoru, who had been preparing to manipulate even more “fear” to drown Asahara Shoko, abruptly froze.
In those pitch-black, vortex-like eyes of his, a streak of light was reflected for the first time.
Pshhk!
Kuroki Satoru’s right arm—the one that had been waving to conduct his “symphony”—suddenly snapped off at the elbow without any warning.
The cut was smooth like a mirror.
Blood gushed out like a fountain.
“Ah…… it hurts…… it hurts so much!!”
Kuroki Satoru let out a piercing scream as his entire body staggered backward.
“Who?!”
Asahara Shoko was also startled by this sudden change. He hurriedly looked toward the direction from which the sword aura had come.
He saw a man holding a withered tree branch, slowly walking out from the chaotic crowd.
When Asahara Shoko clearly saw the man who had suddenly barged in, he immediately put on a holy, compassionate expression, and the white light on his body grew even more dazzling.
“Friend! Well done!”
“I’m also from the 【Radiance】 faction. We should be teammates!”
“This madman is from the 【Shadow】 faction. He’s slaughtering civilians!”
“Hurry! You and I join forces, kill this man, and save the civilians!”
“We……”
Although Asahara Shoko now had quite a number of followers, most of them were rabble hastily gathered just moments ago. The faith power they provided was not only mixed and impure, but also consumed extremely quickly.
If he really had to clash head-on with Kuroki Satoru, he truly had no confidence.
Now that a powerful hitter had arrived, it was simply heaven-sent help.
However, before Asahara Shoko could finish speaking, a sharp sword aura suddenly swept across.
“What?!”
That sword aura precisely struck the light barrier around Asahara Shoko.
Crack!
The light barrier trembled violently, and a fissure appeared.
Asahara Shoko’s qi and blood surged chaotically within him.
He roared and poured in even more faith power, barely stabilizing the light barrier.
“Fr… friend, what do you mean by this?”
“What are you trying to do?!”
Asahara Shoko shouted angrily.
Yamazaki Tetsu did not answer.
He still held that withered tree branch he had picked up from the roadside.
He merely raised the branch in his hand.
And lightly swung it once more.
Hiss—
Another sword aura tore through the air.
It shot straight toward Asahara Shoko’s face.
Asahara Shoko’s pupils shrank sharply.
He could feel that this sword aura contained an extremely terrifying power.
If it hit him, even with faith power protecting his body, he would be heavily injured in an instant.
He retreated backward violently.
At the same time, the light barrier instantly contracted, narrowly avoiding the strike.
The sword aura brushed past his cheek.
A scorching pain.
Made Asahara Shoko clearly realize.
This man truly wanted to kill him.
“Wait! Friend!”
Asahara Shoko shouted loudly.
“We should… we should both be from the 【Radiance】 faction!”
“We should cooperate and fight 【Shadow】 together!”
“Didn’t you receive the divine revelation?”
“What exactly are you doing right now?!”
Yamazaki Tetsu raised the withered tree branch in his hand and pointed it from afar at Asahara Shoko.
“【Radiance】? Friend?”
Yamazaki Tetsu’s eyes were filled with disgust and contempt, as if he were looking at a pile of foul-smelling garbage.
“Whether it’s cultists like you who deceive people’s hearts, or that lunatic who creates chaos.”
“Both make me feel uncomfortable.”
“You are all filth in this world.”
“All deserving of being slain!”
Asahara Shoko was stunned.
He had not expected that in this life-and-death game, there would still be such an inflexible idiot who did not know how to adapt!
Asahara Shoko shouted in fury, “You… are you insane?!”
Then, Asahara Shoko looked into the distance, at Kuroki Satoru who was still laughing wildly.
Then he looked back at Yamazaki Tetsu before him, whose killing intent was icy cold.
Whether it was Kuroki Satoru, or Yamazaki Tetsu.
Neither was someone he could deal with right now.
Thus, Asahara Shoko attempted to persuade Yamazaki Tetsu,
“I am your teammate! We’re in the same faction!”
“You won’t kill the enemy, but instead turn on your own people?!”
“If we kill each other, it will only let 【Shadow】 benefit!”
“The game rules state very clearly that only by eliminating the opposing faction can one win!”
“Rules?”
Yamazaki Tetsu let out a cold laugh. The withered branch in his hand trembled slightly, emitting a low hum.
“I only believe in my own rules.”
“Teammates? So what?”
“And besides, isn’t there another rule—”
“As long as you kill more than half of the players, you can obtain an individual victory.”
A trace of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes.
“Since this world, whether official or criminal, is rotten to the core, and whether it’s so-called 【Radiance】 or 【Shadow】, they’re all filled with scum like you.”
“Then I’ll kill all of you.”
“This is my justice!”
Yamazaki Tetsu swung the branch again.
Several sword auras, like shooting stars, charged toward Asahara Shoko’s light barrier.
Compared to that lunatic who created illusions, Yamazaki Tetsu loathed this charlatan who spoke endlessly of benevolence and morality while being full of filth even more!
“Damn it!”
“Madmen! All of you are madmen!”
Asahara Shoko looked at those fatal sword lights, his scalp tingling with fear.
His idea of using this chaos to rapidly spread his fame should have been completely shattered.
“Believers!”
Asahara Shoko suddenly turned around.
He pointed at Yamazaki Tetsu.
“This demon wants to stop us from spreading the gospel!”
“Use your bodies to block him! To convert him!”
“God will remember your devotion!”
“God will grant you eternal life!”
The fanatical believers did not hesitate in the slightest.
They roared and surged toward Yamazaki Tetsu like a tidal wave.
“For the true God!”
“For eternal life!”
A flash of disgust passed through Yamazaki Tetsu’s eyes.
The withered tree branch in his hand turned into arcs of death. In his view, these people who believed in an evil cult had no need to be saved at all.
Psh! Psh! Psh!
Flesh and blood flew everywhere.
For a moment, severed limbs filled the air.
Screams were torn apart by sword aura.
Although Yamazaki Tetsu’s sword was fast, when faced with a human wall piled up with lives, he was forced to slow down for an instant.
“For God! Offer yourselves!!”
“Stop him! All of you, stop him!”
“He is a demon! A demon here to blaspheme the true God!”
Asahara Shoko shouted while his body violently shrank backward.
Within just a few breaths, Asahara Shoko had already rolled and crawled his way into the crowd behind him.
“Trying to run?!”
Yamazaki Tetsu snorted coldly.
He was just about to pursue.
However, in the distance, Kuroki Satoru—who had lost one arm—had already recovered somewhat from the intense pain.
“Hehe…… fun…… really fun……”
He watched this internal strife, laughing so hard he rocked back and forth.
Using his remaining left hand, he grabbed a handful of blood flowing from a severed arm on the ground and smeared it across his own face.
“Hehe…… where do you think you’re going?”
A mental shock even stronger than before suddenly assaulted Yamazaki Tetsu.
The world before Yamazaki Tetsu’s eyes began to distort.
The corpses of the believers he had slain stood back up again within the illusion.
Their faces were ferocious, their bodies dripping with blood, as they lunged toward him.
“Damn it!”