Chapter 1100: Chapter 646: Midnight Pursuit (Part 2)
She couldn’t continue speaking, after all, being a mber of the Chinese Clan herself, she understood clearly that if this Scythe Weasel Witch followed the usual procedures, she would never have a chance at revenge in her lifeti.
“Haha, why are you silent now? Even you, the lackey, know that this damned world has no justice left. I’ll take my revenge myself. Those who slandered my clan back then won’t escape; since they claid my clan devours its masters, I’ll show them what annihilation ans. I advise you not to ddle, or I won’t hold back next ti.”
The ninja witch sneered and mocked as she left those words, forming seals with her hands, then once again transford into a howling demon wind and left.
The onmyoji looked on as the demon departed, yet didn’t dare to pursue. After all, they understood that the Scythe Weasel Witch had held back just now. Otherwise, they might not have suffered re minor injuries, but instead might have lost their heads or been sliced into pieces.
They rely turned silently toward their deputy leader.
Kamo Aki also hesitated for quite a while.
To be honest, she actually sympathized with that Scythe Weasel Witch, so she really didn’t want to interfere with this matter.
However, as an onmyoji, her duty was to protect the citizens of Heian-kyo from demons. If she stood by and watched now, she would be going against her responsibilities.
Moreover, the extermination of the Iga Ninja Village seed to involve several families of the Chinese Clan. If this Scythe Weasel ran rampant, the whole of Heian-kyo might be thrown into chaos.
If the world descends into chaos, who knows how many incidents similar to the Iga Ninja Village will happen again.
“Pursue.”
Ultimately, Kamo Aki gritted her teeth and made this decision.
Thus, the previous pursuit continued, only this ti, the situation was evidently much more brutal than before.
“Can’t you get enough? If you don’t want to live well, then go ahead and die!”
Seeing these tailing figures approach again, the Scythe Weasel Witch also lost her temper. Her already fierce gaze filled with murderous intent, and then the demon wind rose, howling towards the onmyoji’s ranks.
However, this ti, the demon wind was not as gentle as before. The wind scythe ford by the intangible wind was extrely sharp; with just a gentle pass, the shields of the onmyoji didn’t even have ti to react before being breached, followed imdiately by their bodies.
The Scythe Weasel’s wind was indeed as legends portrayed: painless, imperceptible. By the ti the sprinting onmyoji realized, they had already lost their legs.
Their legs remained behind, while their upper bodies continued forward by inertia, until the inertia dissipated, causing each one to fall to the ground in a sorry state.
The delayed pain had also arrived by now, and the onmyoji clutched their severed legs, wailing in unison.
Only Kamo Aki remained whole; being of noble birth, she possessed many life-saving tools. Monts ago, when the demon wind scythe almost sliced through her leg, a powerful shield had unfurled, blocking the attack just in ti.
The amulet the clan leader had given her had activated automatically.
“Don’t go looking for trouble. I also don’t wish to commit more slaughter.”
The Scythe Weasel Witch coldly eyed the pale Kamo Aki, issuing another warning.
This ti, Miss Onmyoji recognized the disparity in strength between them; though she was also a Great Witch, the gap between Great Witches was vast. The opponent at least possessed title-level strength, far beyond what she could handle.
Yet, even knowing this, she mustered her courage to attempt persuasion once more.
No matter how bad, order was still order. Heian-kyo really couldn’t afford chaos. The situation was already complex, and if several Chinese Clan families faced extermination, the situation could truly beco uncontrollable.
“Miss Iga, I understand your feelings, but you really cannot continue. Heian-kyo cannot descend into chaos, or how many will lose everything just like you?”
“Shut up! You pity others, but who pities my entire clan, young and old? Are they supposed to die unjustly?”
Before Miss Onmyoji could finish speaking, the howling wind had already reached her. The amulet that had saved her once was now powerless to stop a second strike, quickly being shredded to pieces by the demon wind scythe.
The scythe in the Scythe Weasel Witch’s hand was less than a milliter from Kamo Aki’s throat. The wind blades it stirred had already left tiny cuts on Miss Onmyoji’s slender neck, but in the end, the enraged ninja stopped.
“I despise you hypocrites. Don’t bother again.”
Miss Ninja reached out, pressing her now blood-red eyes, her expression pained as if enduring sothing with great effort.
“Is this demonization?”
The fortune-surviving Miss Onmyoji recognized the anomaly in the Scythe Weasel Witch before her. As a professional in hunting demons, she instantly recognized these signs.
This was the trait of a witch practicing the Demonic Buddhism about to lose control, the demon nature already corroding her reason.
This was not unexpected, for the Scythe Weasel Witch had just wiped out a Chinese Clan family tonight. Hundreds of lives vanished just like that; after committing such slaughter, her already limited sanity value must have reached its limit.
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