Ouch my back
10-26. Dad and Son
Tenda, kicking the ground, instantly reached the location of the voice of heaven.
A movement similar to teleportation.
The voice of heaven was amazed by what he saw.
Sharp eyes with black pupils.
Even Tenda’s test attack, which hadn’t used half of his magic power, was astonishing.
“Wha-!?”
“Oni Sword Dance… Utsushi (Pierce)!!”
The hilt of the Asagao struck the abdomen of the voice of heaven.
It directly hit the wind pressure on the sword’s hilt with a momentary movement.
Kchlaaang!!
A loud explosion resounded, and the voice of heaven was blown away.
Anticipating that, this time it struck the ground.
Having understood how to use the sword, now he wanted to learn how to use his body.
At the same time as a dull sound resonated, the voice of heaven sank into the ground.
A huge crater was formed, and a technique with much greater firepower than the voice of heaven was unleashed.
It struck the air and followed up with a further attack.
“Nuoooaaaa!!”
“Tenacious…”
“So the Oni has turned into an Akki… what a drag!! Don’t do the same thing as Renma!!”
Even when sunk into the ground, it seems he has the strength to crawl out immediately.
Complaining while quickly readjusting his posture, he glared at Tenda.
He attacked with the compressed air sword he was holding.
An attack from the lower level.
Creating a roar and a blast simultaneously, it seemed like he was trying to restrict Tenda’s movements in the air, but it was futile.
Because the current Tenda can kick the air.
Once kicked, he moves several meters, and with a quick second kick, he advances at an incredible speed.
Gyaaaan!!
Bhaaam!!
Metallic sounds and blasts occur in the surroundings.
Then, a tremendous barrage and blasts enveloped the area.
His figure is not visible, only sparks of blades clashing.
All that can be heard is the sound.
“Zeeeeaaaahhhh!!!”
“Suu* inhale… haaa!!!”
The voice of heaven is giving it his all.
Using various magic, the previous air compression, and all the skills that sank the Kingdom of Garott into the ground, but still, he couldn’t stop Tenda.
Numerous magic spells, an unimaginable amount of magical power, and immeasurable strength. Faced with all of this, Tenda fights with just one blade.
Ouren and the others cannot approach because the shockwaves from their battle reach them. They can only protect themselves with barriers, and that is all they can do for now.
The voice of heaven is too strong.
But even more so, Tenda is strong.
“Oni Sword Dance!! Midare Hana (Turbulent petals)!!”
“Nugu!? Oooooo!!?”
Phyeeeew!!
The high-pitched sound of cutting wind creates numerous blades that assault the Heavenly Voice.
He receives wounds all over his body and takes a few steps back, but Ten Da is not lenient enough to let that opportunity slip by.
He quickly closes in by kicking the air and swings his blade.
“Oni Dance!! Sakazuki*!!” (*en-counter)
“Ghhh!!!”
Gyaann!!
The attack swung with enough force to bisect the abdomen is somehow defended by the voice of heaven, but its power is tremendous, once again forcing him to collide with the ground.
However, he quickly crawls out and leaps.
Tenda contemplates as he fights.
About this three-foot blade named Asagao.
He felt like he understood why he received this three-foot blade engraved with the scripture of Asagao.
He was taught by Houen that Asagao is a flower that blooms only for a day.
Blossoming for just one day.
He thought it was exactly like his current self.
This wicked transformation won’t last long.
If it turns into a battle of endurance, he will surely lose.
His body cannot exist in the mortal realm.
It is akin to constantly inhaling poison.
Though he hasn’t reached his limit yet, he must hurry to settle the fight quickly.
However, despite overwhelming the voice of heaven, he lacked the decisive blow.
Truly, as expected from someone who claims to be a god.
Regarding his power, there is no choice but to acknowledge it.
He feels regret when he can’t help Ouren and the others earlier against such monster.
That’s why he must make up for it here.
Even if he perishes here, it would be his greatest wish to fight and die.
If only this certain opponent in front of him died, the others would also lose their power.
Believing so, he focuses all his nerves on this battle, intending to leave the rest to fate.
“*inhale…!! Oni Sword Dance…”
“!! That stance…!! Kuuh!”
Iai.
Sharpening every nerve, he glares at the enemy.
With intense murderous intent, the determination to kill with this one strike, even if it means being pierced in return, he releases this strike.
Full concentration.
Aiming precisely, holding his breath.
He cuts open the koiguchi* and gently grips the hilt, pulling the sword out of the scabbard. (*Scabbard’s mouth)
Concentrate…
Searching for the opponent’s opening.
He creates a posture in midair that allows him to draw his sword at the fastest speed when the time is right.
He fiercely suppresses the urge to attack prematurely and silently murmurs in his mind that it’s not yet time.
Concentrate…!!
Every nerve is mobilized solely for this one strike.
While staying relaxed, his body is burning hot and yearning for movement.
But his mind is chillingly cold, sharpening its composure more than ever, waiting for that moment.
“Akki Rasetsu” (Maneating Akki)
Previously, Tenda believed that this technique mimicked the appearance of a Maneater, a monstrous wicked monster, delivering a fatal blow to Akki.
However, he can now assert that it was different.
The Akki refers to himself.
And the man-eating Akki is the voice, the wicked evil god.
It’s not the Akki being devoured.
It’s the Akki that do the devouring.
The name reflects the essence.
Now, Tenda demonstrates a performance worthy of that name.
KSHAAAANG!!
A reddish-black slash flies towards the voice of heaven.
Its speed is invisible, and most people can only see the after image, where the color red and black is briefly seen.
This attack cannot be blocked.
Therefore, the voice of heaven evades it.
However, both legs are gone from the knees.
“AUGHHHH!?”
“Tch… You barely dodged.”
“Gngh!! 【 Regenerate】 …!!”
“In that case, while you’re at it, let me smash your head, you piece of crap.”
“!!?”
“!? Father!!?”
Zugonn!!
A massive iron club seizes the top of the voice of heaven’s head.
After being swung, the voice of heaven, slammed into the ground with force, grits his teeth and glares at the appearing Akki.
“Gaaaha…!! Why… why are there two…!!”
Tenfa and another Akki land on the ground.
He plants the iron club into the ground and supports himself on it.
“Just like the old times~ it doesn’t matter tho. Yo! Tenda!”
“Father! Why are you here!?”
“Hehehe, the old hag Hinata told me to go! So here I am!”
“Do you understand the situation?”
“Oh hell yes I am.”
While glaring at the staggering voice of heaven approaching them, Gouki, Tenda’s father, raises the iron club.
He carries it on his shoulder and cracks his neck.
“Any trash against my son is an enemy. That’s it!”
“You’re right, but… your understanding is shallow…”
“Hahaha! I’m just your everyday muscle head, you know! …Alright, my idiot son, let’s go wild.”
“Heh. Don’t slow me down, you damn old man.”
“Don’t say that~. Be as wild as possible. That’s the right answer.”
The path to victory becomes visible.
Tenda is convinced of that.
