Chapter 601
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Chapter 601: Haruki Amamiya
The sound of rain poured down…
The torrential rain drenched the paper umbrella painted with flowing clouds and wild cranes, transforming into lines of raindrops that slid off the edge of the umbrella.
A boy dressed in a pure black kimono stood there, his face obscured by the edge of the umbrella, making it hard to see clearly. Beneath the loose collar, his well-defined collarbone accentuated a body that could be described as perfect—long and powerful. At his waist, a deep blue, elongated Japanese sword was slanted.
The screen on the tall building rolled again, returning to the wanted criminal reward image. A bright yellow “Wanted” warning band encircled a handsome, refined photo of a young boy, illuminating the figure holding the umbrella beneath the rain-soaked screen, as if it were coated in a layer of bright yellow light.
The edge of the paper umbrella slightly lifted, revealing a boy’s face identical to that in the wanted poster, calmly appearing amidst the rain.
The difference was that he looked more mature now, his gaze deeper. A faint scar marked his left jaw, adding a touch of coldness to his handsome face. His eyes were like a long blade cutting through the rain, calm yet exuding a chilling murderous intent.
On the screen behind him, a series of characters scrolled:
“Wanted: Haruki Amagumi, [Demon] level wanted criminal, reward 10,000,000 yen; witness report reward 1,000,000 yen…”
The white-robed oracle stood in the rain, his eyes narrowing slightly.
“One of the holders of the Kuzu Nine Blades, [Demon] level wanted criminal, Haruki Amagumi.” He slowly pronounced the boy’s name, somewhat surprised, “You actually dare to appear before me?”
In front of the screen, Haruki Amagumi lightly leaped, his figure like a bird in the wind, gliding with the umbrella onto the asphalt road, his feet landing on the shimmering puddles, splashing a few sparkling droplets.
He held the umbrella in his right hand, while his left hand rested on the hilt of the deep blue long sword at his waist, his gaze fixed on the white-robed oracle as he slowly spoke:
“Why wouldn’t I dare?”
“Not many mice are unafraid of cats.”
“Cat?” Haruki Amagumi replied coldly, “I think it’s more appropriate to call you ‘dogs.'”
The eyes of the white-robed oracle grew even colder.
“It seems that today, I have one more person to bring back to the Pure Land.” The oracle spoke lightly, “However, invaders can return alive to the Pure Land; wanted criminals can only return as corpses.”
He gently raised his palm, the invisible blade that had previously sliced through the building swirling around him like a hurricane.
“[Blade Domain]?” Haruki Amagumi sensed the sharp aura permeating the air, his piercing eyes narrowing slightly, “Unfortunately, this is ineffective against my blade.”
His left hand, resting on the hilt, slowly exerted force, revealing a deep blue blade, its edge like ink, emerging from its sheath, radiating a faint blue glow amidst the rain.
The moment the sword was drawn, all the raindrops in the world suddenly froze in mid-air!
The suspended raindrops seemed to have been paused, frozen in every corner of the bustling street, the sparkling droplets reflecting the surrounding shadows like curved, spherical mirrors.
In the frozen rain, Haruki Amagumi gently set the paper umbrella aside, gripping the hilt with both hands, the blue glow emanating from the blade solidifying further.
The fourth of the Kuzu Nine Blades, [Rain Collapse].
Haruki Amagumi’s gaze pierced through the countless suspended raindrops between the two, landing on the white-robed oracle. In the next moment, the invisible blades surrounding the oracle erupted simultaneously, transforming into an interwoven net of blades, slashing toward Haruki Amagumi’s body!
Haruki Amagumi pushed off with his feet, his figure darting out like an arrow. The surface of [Rain Collapse] flickered with a glimmer, and then his entire body vanished before the invisible blade net.
At the moment he disappeared, the white-robed oracle’s gaze sharpened, scanning the surroundings.
Just then, in a droplet of water floating to his left, the shadow of a blade suddenly reflected. Haruki Amagumi flew out from the rain, a streak of deep blue blade light flashing under the streetlamp, with several droplets of rain clinging to the blade like a thin film.
The white-robed oracle’s left hand shot up instantly, his fingertips bursting forth with a wave of invisible blade light, colliding with [Rain Collapse] at a single point.
Clang—!!
An invisible shockwave erupted centered on the two, the oracle’s white robe rustling violently, yet his figure did not budge an inch.
The sword in Haruki Amagumi’s hand trembled violently but did not shatter like [White Slash]; it merely hummed for a moment before returning to its original state. He gently stepped back half a pace, the blade flashing with a faint gleam.
His figure vanished again, reappearing behind the oracle.
The black kimono fluttered like a butterfly through the rain, disappearing, as the deep blue blade light silently sliced through the air, resembling a wild dance in the rain.
The black and white figures clashed at an astonishing speed in the rain, the blade light and invisible blades sparking in the air, their movements impossible to track with the naked eye.
Lin Qiye stood to the side, under the scrutiny of that mysterious gaze, he could not act rashly and could only quietly watch the chaotic battle before him.
Finally, that mysterious gaze failed to find anything and vanished into the void.
Almost simultaneously, Lin Qiye swiftly raised his hand and pressed in the air, a brilliant magic circle intertwining in the air, and a red-haired girl in a blue caretaker’s outfit leaped out!
That gaze descended again, and Lin Qiye froze in place, activating the “One, Two, Three, Wooden Man” mode.
Instantly sketching the summoning magic circle with his mental power would inevitably attract the mysterious entity’s scrutiny, but Lin Qiye had no extra time to hand-draw the magic circle. He could only gamble on the time it took for the boy in the black kimono to hold off the oracle.
To quickly escape this battlefield, there were only two choices: either fly away using [Cloud Somersault] or ride Hong Yan to burrow underground.
However, [Cloud Somersault] required continuous use of the Forbidden Ruins, meaning that no matter where he flew, that mysterious gaze could track his position. Thus, his only choice was to summon Hong Yan.
Hong Yan was originally a Flame Vein Earth Dragon; even without using the Forbidden Ruins, she could rely on her innate ability to burrow underground, avoiding the gaze of the mysterious entity.
As Lin Qiye stood like a statue, evading the search of the mysterious gaze, he communicated with Hong Yan through his thoughts.
Hong Yan nodded, her feet stomping heavily on the ground, shattering the pavement beneath her, and she shot toward the white-robed oracle like a cannonball.
When Hong Yan was first summoned into the mental hospital by Lin Qiye, she was at the peak of the “Sea” realm. Now, upon reappearing, she had broken through her bottleneck and entered the “Infinite” realm. With her formidable racial talent, her physical strength alone could barely contend with the “Klein” realm.
What was originally a one-on-one duel transformed into a two-on-one situation with Hong Yan’s fierce entrance.
