chapter 9

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HundredMasks here, and the poll, in which was supposed to be the deciding factor, has given me the results

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~Y/n POV~

for every single strike that I land, I receive five, plainly, I am losing ground, the storm of blows and slashes destroy the area around us, leaving only shredded ground on it's wake, blood blades and my bone sword were crushed by his fists with ease, but if there's something I can be thankful for, it's my accelerated growth

*ding!*

Con; 1/15 ===> 3/15

Dex:  8/15 ===> 10/15

"devour your weak follower! that way this can be more fun!" mocked Akaza with a cold look on his face, almost bored at my attacks

"don't fuck with me!" I roared, kicking him away with a spartan kick

I'm not at his level, I might not even come out of this battle alive, but I'm definitely being able to decrease the gap little by little, after losing several chances, I was finally able to do a rudimentary reinforcement, it was nothing revolutionary, but it was at least able to help me, my blade was on fire, as I had made it overheat, it slowed his regeneration by a moment, but it was enough for me to exploit

"Storm breathing: Seventh form! Thundering Overlord- Raging Susanoo! " I roared as my arms loosened, firing out slash after slash in a sustained vortex of slashes which seemed to bend and slither, attacking from all directions made even more chaotic by the flames produced by my overheated sword and my blood blades

*Ding!*

"you're pretty strong yourself after all!" Exclaimed Akaza, a small grin appearing on his face, as a pressure rammed down everything, as I felt my slashes slow down, so I reinforced my body more, feeling my muscles tear and burst from my unskilled reinforcement, but it did the job

"Blood demon art: Disruption style" murmured Akaza before unleashing a barrage of slashes which countered mine somehow, I knew I wouldn't beat him, I can't feel Mukago's presence, so maybe she escaped, if so then I could finally just surrender and die, but seeing how focused I am on Akaza, there's no way to know if that was the truth

"storm breathing: fifth form- gazing terror, eye of the storm" I muttered as I let out a spin attack, spinning and letting my momentum deliver a tornado of slashes at akaza, cutting through his skin, too shallow, his flesh is too hard, it's like going against a slightly softer sword

*Ding!*

my slash was met with a punch, obliterating my face with ease, forcing me to jump as I regenerated an eye, quickly reinforcing it before letting my passive regeneration do the rest as I parried a kick, the sheer force almost tearing my arms off

*Ding!*

Con: 3/15 ===>5/15

I narrowly dodged a punch which blew off my left ear, as I bit into his arm, finally managing to use my trump card even by a little

*Ding!*

Str: 1/15 ===> 4/15

skill (CQC 1/20) stolen

feeling strength through my muscles I inhaled deeply, prana running through my arms using makeshift reinforcement, allowing me to parry his strike without damage

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