Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 47 Dragon Blood Armor
Whether in novels or games, there's a term called "power inflation."

Roughly speaking, it can be understood that the level bosses that are difficult to defeat in the early stages become nothing more than roadside enemies in the later stages.

Yu Jian stared blankly as a whole troop of armored demons emerged from the street corner.

The six demons with blue faces and fangs wore light blue haori, but underneath they were all wearing black shirts with light yellow stripes. In fact, it was a set of locks, and the outer layer of cloth was just to reduce wear and slow down rusting and corrosion.

This group of evil spirits even had the same number of horns on their heads as the one on the arched bridge earlier, with only minor differences in length, outline, and other details.

The biggest difference is that they don't have a third hand. Overall, they look like ordinary humanoids, but their average height is over two meters, like little giants.

Is this reasonable?

Yu Jian wanted to loudly question why the boss guarding the previous map had been deployed to the roadside patrol team as soon as the next chapter arrived, or whether he had chosen the wrong route and accidentally entered the black high-level map.

There was no point in saying more. The two sides spotted each other almost simultaneously, and the six tall, monstrous demons immediately roared and drew their swords, rushing towards them.

Yu Jian shook his head helplessly, intending to fly up and gracefully shake off this group of pathetic undead bound by gravity.

Then, he jumped once, and then jumped again.

The Virtue Armor Summoner, Mikami Akira, attempts to take off from the spot without wearing the armor. (JPG)
Cold sweat poured down my face.

Oh no! I was careless! I got too cocky!
His armor of virtue was already shattered; all he had left was a free white robe, and he had no ability to fly.

In just a few breaths, Yu Jian drew the rusty knife from his waist at top speed, held the knife horizontally above his head with his right hand, and braced his left hand against the back of the knife near the front third of the blade, forming a stable triangular structure as he knelt on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, flashing blades and clashing swords rained down upon them.

For a moment, while riding the sword, I had the illusion that my spine had already broken.

He began to reflect, realizing that he had indeed become arrogant. He had only killed a black dragon in a painting that had been transformed from a human, and he had done so with the help of his partner's powerful armor and the demon sword with its exclusive special attack.

What gives them the right to be arrogant? What gives them the right to be complacent?
You're not qualified to understand!

On closer reflection, being beaten up like this wasn't all bad. At least the dream of Asura had a chance to start over. Being beaten up by a mob of evil spirits in a dream is better than falling hard in reality.

He tumbled and scrambled to escape the encirclement. While Yu Jian was still reflecting on his actions, his hands were already skillfully chopping people down. They were truly two mature and reliable arms.

The boy swung his knife forward in a position almost lying on the ground.

Even without using the Iron-Cutting Mode, the chains covering the demons are not enough to protect their ankles, and even a rusty knife can easily cut through their Achilles tendons.

The injury to his joints caused two of the demons to fall immediately. Without any thought of greed, Miken immediately rolled backward, narrowly avoiding the two katanas that followed.

Having finally found a chance to get up, he then struck a pose reminiscent of the dragonfly.

The demons seemed to sense the danger, for their past experiences made this action quite familiar. After all, the Meiji Restorationists who opposed them were full of masters of the Manifestation and Self-Manifestation styles.

In the center, a demon assumed the signature starting stance of the Natural Rishin-ryu school – Hira-Seigan (flat blue eye). The blade was parallel to the ground, the tip slightly tilted, pointing directly at Mitsurugi's right eye. The demon resembled a venomous snake poised to strike, the tip of its blade serving as its fangs. Even when still, it exuded an intense sense of oppression.

The two people next to them were in a standard, safe stance, showing that they had practiced the Hokushin Itto-ryu style, which is best known for its 'slicing' attacks on the opponent's weapon or the arm holding the weapon.

The fourth member of the patrol team was lurking on the perimeter, ready to suddenly attack from behind or the side at any moment.

This kind of tacit cooperation is something that ordinary ronin cannot counter.

But Yujian was thinking about something else at that moment.

When did I become the legendary king of durability?

Just now, six demons, each over two meters tall, surrounded him with superhuman strength and kicked him in circles. Even though the most dangerous blades were blocked by his weapon, and even though only the three on the front could attack with full force, it still couldn't explain why Yujian was still alive.

He felt his back was about to break, even though he wasn't killed outright, but judging from his incredibly nimble movements just now, it was clear that it hadn't actually broken.

In desperation, he even withstood the combined force of three or four weapons to create a sliver of space to escape.

You must understand that the owners of those weapons were not ordinary swordsmen, but tall, powerful, horned demons. He was able to briefly withstand their attacks and even suppress them instantly.

Such strength is almost inhuman, and his bones are unusually resilient. Something is definitely wrong!

But now is not the time to dwell on this. Seeing that the sword-wielding demons did not launch an attack, the demons simply maintained their formation and advanced.

Two men guard the flanks, one man attacks from the center, and the other guerrillas on the periphery. This simple battle formation is actually more difficult to break because of its simplicity. Unless the opponent has more people or has extremely high swordsmanship, you have to honestly fight head-on or simply run away.

Yu Jian chose to flee.

Without the slightest psychological burden, he turned and ran away feeling completely at ease.

Although he was confident in his swordsmanship, he only had a rusty, broken knife in his hand, while facing six well-coordinated, armored, and burly men. At this point, if he didn't run, would he just wait to be surrounded and kicked around again?

Besides, running away doesn't necessarily mean actually running away.

Using the Shrinking Earth technique, he dashed dozens of meters in a short distance. Apart from the demon who was also skilled in the Natural Mind Style and was chasing closely behind him, the other demons were all left at a distance.

He stopped abruptly, extended his right foot forward to offset the momentum by dragging it across the ground, and then swung his sword backhand to slash at the curved horn on the demon's head.

This is not the swordsmanship of the Natural Rinshū style, but rather the tactic that the Heavenly Punishment Executioner excels at!
After all, having slain so many mad ronin, Miken had learned some tricks for killing from their memories.

On the other side, the demon who belonged to the Shinsengumi in his previous life also reacted very quickly, immediately raising his sword to block based on his experience, but the impact generated by the collision of the two weapons was unexpectedly weak.

A feint!

Anticipating the opponent's response, the swordsman only used 30% of his strength to swing the sword. Using the reaction force generated by the collision, he instantly retreated a step and then seized this extremely short space to complete a second strike, thrusting out another sword at a speed that the demon could not react to.

The sword tip pierced the demon's throat with pinpoint accuracy and was immediately pulled out, the precise step backward avoiding the demon's final blow.

Yu Jian immediately stepped forward and delivered a follow-up blow, this time aiming for the eye socket. With two vital points struck in succession, even someone as strong as a demon could not withstand the blow and immediately stopped moving.

Surprisingly, the Kagami Shinmei style is quite useful...

Yu Jian sighed inwardly. Just now, he had tried to use the pre-reading technique of the Mirror Heart Awakening Style, combined with small-range movement, to successfully evade the opponent's attack while also launching an additional attack.

Only then did the other three evil spirits manage to catch up.

Yu Jian chose to turn and run, the corpse of the evil spirit burning and turning to ashes behind him. The smoke flowed into his body, bringing a warm feeling and also outlining the name of this type of monster.

[Onimusha Mibu Wolves: Unburied corpses all transform into wolf forms. Can a wolf with a master still be called a wolf? The old kingdom has fallen. As the last supporter of the shogun, whether for money, ambition, or simply for glory and friendship, a young warrior born in the countryside fights to the last moment with his claws, leaving behind only the name of a wolf.]

Sure enough it was them.

Yu Jian was not surprised at all; he had already guessed this from the memories of the defeated.

He quickened his pace and rushed into the alley ahead. A pile of debris in the corner caught his eye, and he immediately used it as a stepping stone to climb up the two-story building next to it.

By the time the tall, imposing demon warriors managed to squeeze into the alley, Mikasa had already circled around the rooftops to their backs.

Three, two, one!

The young swordsman descended from the sky, dodging the sharp point on the demon warrior's head and precisely stepping on its shoulder. Using the force of gravity, he thrust his rusty sword straight into the side of the enemy's neck, piercing through to the heart.

He drew his sword, and blood gushed into the air like a fountain, while Yujian's figure quietly retreated before the hot rain fell.

With no intention of getting entangled with the remaining two demon warriors, he turned and ran back to the place where the two sides had first encountered each other, where there were still two incapacitated guys waiting to be harvested.

As the two demon warriors roared and chased after him, Miken had already completed his fourth kill.

All four demon warriors were converted into provisions, but the actual enhancement felt was not significant, with an overall improvement of less than half a percent.

Several possibilities flashed through Yu Jian's mind, but his actions were without the slightest hesitation.

The powerful sword strike actually sent the tall, evil spirit flying.

If I'm not mistaken, it really is because...

(End of this chapter)