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Sone, a contemptuous smile on his lips, continued to move forward along the wall, one hand supporting himself on it.
Three minutes, five minutes, seven minutes...
Sone still couldn't find a way out, and his heart gradually grew cold.
Could it be that the enemy really erected such a magnificent city wall in just a moment?!
The screams echoing through the camp grew fainter and more infrequent. The cold smile on Sone's lips had vanished, replaced by cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
Chapter 351 You Can't Kill Him Like This
Twenty minutes later, Sone, who had walked around the wall that Natsuhiko had raised with earthen walls, returned to his original spot.
Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, and Lu with a bright smile on her face, and more than a hundred creaking skeletons behind her, he knelt down helplessly.
Despite the heavy snowfall and biting wind, Sone's face was constantly covered in cold sweat.
"Oh my, isn't this General Zenggen? I haven't seen you for a while, why are you so tired?"
The thought of the man who had betrayed her, the general who was so full of vigor just half an hour ago, now kneeling before her like a stray dog, made her smile even wider.
She felt incredibly excited and wanted to burst into song right then and there.
He looks like he's broken.
Coupled with the black mist surrounding him and the clattering skeleton soldiers around him, his villainous aura was off the charts.
"I deliberately saved you for last, how about that, are you touched?"
Sone glanced at the scene and surrounded himself and Rukia, their upper and lower jaws clashing together, making a clattering sound as if they were about to devour human bones. He then looked at the mutilated corpses and severed limbs scattered on the ground and swallowed hard.
I dare not move, not at all.
As someone who thinks about Sone all the time and wishes she could tear him to pieces a thousand and eighteen hundred times, Ru noticed him the moment he left the crowd.
I originally intended to chase after them directly.
After all, although everyone present had been sentenced to death by her, compared to Sone, the others didn't seem so hateful.
It was Xia Yan who sent her a telepathic message, telling her that the surrounding area was completely blocked off and no one could escape. Only then did she have the leisure to slowly and deliberately deal with everyone else, treating Sone as the final main course.
The best flavor is best saved for last and savored slowly.
Noticing Sone's gaze, Rukia curled her lip in disdain.
"Don't worry, letting you stay in 'Mukuro's' hands is too lenient on you. I'll personally finish you off and let you truly experience my 'resentment'!"
While it's satisfying to have the skeletons swarm around and devour Sone alive, in terms of sheer pain, it still can't compare to the agony of being invaded by resentment.
For ordinary people, this is a torment that is both physical and mental.
The pain it brings is far more than just 1+1=2.
"Lu, I'm sorry, I..."
"Ha, there's no point in saying more! Come on, raise your sword. Didn't you kill me with it once before?"
Seeing that Rukia had made this choice, Sone's eyes flickered, and he made a troubled and conflicted expression on his face, as if he wanted to say something, but Rukia interrupted him without any politeness.
Clearly, killing all the soldiers boosted her confidence considerably.
欻——
The pale bone blade drew an arc.
The blade traced an elegant and gentle curve in mid-air, like a crescent moon, and the simple and unadorned slash went straight for Sone's torso. The whistling wind foreshadowed the power of this move.
Although the force was considerable, the attack was extremely random. If it were two ordinary people, they would not lose their ability to resist even if they were slashed like that.
However, this move was created by the monster Raku, and its main purpose is to throw a powerful brick.
If I were to actually get hit, I'd probably be split in two.
The reason she didn't attack vital points wasn't because she was showing mercy, or because she wanted to torment her opponent with a few more blows.
After all, if it were just a matter of torture, the pain caused by being invaded by the black resentment that entwined around her would be a hundred times greater than physical torture.
There's no need to torture your opponent with such a low-level method anymore.
The main reason is that Lu has no concept of attacking vital points, after all, she has not learned any killing techniques.
Sone, on the other hand, scrambled to avoid Ruku's clumsy slash, then drew his sword, looking quite disheveled, his expression turning sorrowful, as if he didn't want to fight Ruku.
The man gripped his long knife tightly, his face filled with sorrow, as if he had something difficult to say.
The woman held a bone blade, her face beaming with a wanton smile, filled with the pleasure of revenge.
The two fought for more than a dozen rounds in the wind and snow, with neither gaining the upper hand. One was clumsy in his attacks, while the other was in a sorry state, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a martial arts film.
This only made Xia Yan, who was watching the show from the sidelines, scratch his head.
It's not that I need to develop a brain, it's just that I find it a bit too awkward to watch.
After all, when it comes to swordsmanship, Xia Yan can confidently say that there is no one stronger than him in the world.
As for the fight between these two, well...
It's not fair to say it's a battle of weaklings; it's more accurate to say that even the dog demon Lingyue Xianji would shake her head in disbelief.
Xia Yan felt like yelling at them, "Stop! Stop fighting!"
Of course, the dish is really delicious.
Although she now cuts down those small fry with the ease of chopping melons and vegetables, she can only do that because those soldiers are just conscripted farmers who don't know any fighting skills.
Moreover, without the general's command, and out of fear, they became flustered and disorganized.
Lu only appears to be quite powerful because of her strength, speed, and the fact that her opponent doesn't offer any significant resistance.
In reality, he's still a complete noob.
As for Sone, he was simply hiding his true abilities.
Judging from his behavior so far, it's clear that this old coin is still planning something.
Based on Xia Yan's experience, even without mind reading, he could guess that it was probably a pretense of weakness to lull Lu into a false sense of security before delivering a fatal blow.
After all, under the effect of "Mirror Still Water", he had completely forgotten that Xia Yan and Ling Yue Fairy were watching the show.
All he could think about was killing Lu so he could escape.
However, Xia Yan did not intend to remind Lu Fang.
It wasn't some kind of test; after all, once he revealed his abilities, he had already gained the approval of both Xia Yan and Ling Yue Xian Ji.
The reason I didn't remind her was that I thought it was better to let Lu suffer a small loss now than to suffer a big loss later.
As for whether things will go wrong...
Although Sone possesses considerable combat prowess among ordinary people, he lacks any lethal methods and can only whittle down the enemy's health bit by bit, much like he did when commanding his soldiers in a game.
If he wanted to kill Lu now, even if Lu stood there and let him cut her without resisting, he would probably be the one to break his blade first.
Chapter 352 Ineffective Sneak Attack
Due to her limited perspective, Ru didn't realize Sone's hidden strength; she simply thought she had become stronger.
After all, she had only been slashed by Sone when she first became a half-demon, and she didn't have a clear idea of his strength.
As Xia Yan had expected, after narrowly dodging Lu's bone blade once again, he took advantage of the moment when the opponent's moves were worn out and new strength had not yet been generated, and launched his counterattack.
Sone, who had been looking distressed, dropped his disguise, and the deep affection in his eyes instantly turned into a cold killing intent.
Even colder than the killing intent in his eyes was the light of his blade!
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The blade sliced through the air with a sharp whistling sound, relentlessly heading straight for the unsuspecting, pale neck.
Because of the excessive force, Sone's face, which could originally be described as handsome, was twisted together, looking extremely ferocious, even more like a monster than Ru at this moment.
It's clear that he really wanted to kill Lu.
"Heh, not bad..."
Xia Yan chuckled softly.
In his opinion, this strike was remarkable in both timing and technique, even comparable to one-tenth of his own skill level when he first wielded the sword in Demon Slayer.
Although it's only one-tenth, this is not meant to be derogatory.
Instead, it was met with overwhelming praise!
As we know from Chapter 583, when Natsuhiko first wielded a sword, he had already inherited both the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu and Mumyo Kamikaze-ryu sword styles, and was the master of both.
If even one-tenth of that exists in a world without supernatural powers, he could easily be called the world's greatest swordsman.
"...It's just a bit weak."
No sooner had Xia Yan finished speaking than Zengen's blade struck Lu's neck.
thump—
A sound like a giant axe chopping down a tree rang out.
As a general who fought his way up through sheer strength, Sone's strikes were naturally not like those of ordinary soldiers, barely managing to break through defenses and leave only a few wounds on Ruki's body.
The ornate and sharp sword easily pierced through the exposed flesh enhanced by demonic power, cutting half of the neck in the process.
Dark red blood gushed out, making the exposed collar appear even darker.
But that's all!
Ping——
When the blade pierced through the flesh and struck the cervical vertebrae inside, it was like an egg hitting a rock. The expensive-looking, hundred-times-forged sword broke in two without the slightest hesitation.
The broken half of the blade, with the tip still attached, spun and flew away, leaving only the hilt and half of the blade in Sone's hand.
Sone was dumbfounded.
His calloused hands, hardened by countless hours of arduous training, trembled slightly, and bright red blood flowed from the base of his thumb.
Although Lu's body was already quite strong after being enhanced by demonic power, and ordinary soldiers could only be left with minor wounds when wielding sharp weapons, this was evident from the weapons Lu chose.