Chapter 225-3: The Extreme Evil Asura (3)

[Wild laughter mingled with furious roars as Asura raised its massive spear-wielding arm, the other arm clutching the cypress fan beginning to swing as well.]

[The gigantic spear gradually became shrouded in a layer of black radiance. The wrathful face let out a thunderous bellow and hurled the spear…]

[Like a meteor falling from beyond the heavens, a terrifying gust surged toward you from behind!]

[You gave your wings a mighty flap to dodge, but the spear still pierced through your body…]

[The black dragon let out a wretched cry and plummeted straight down…]

[…]

[You are dead!]

[…]

Lin Xun slowly set down his phone.

He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag before he could calm himself.

“…This boss is absolutely impossible to beat!”

Because the Asura boss was empowered by a trace of divine might from the Extreme Delusion Fruit, Lin Xun had expected it to be a formidable challenge, but he hadn’t imagined its strength would be so monstrous.

It embodied warrior, mage, and healer roles all at once. Not only could it fight in melee and attack from range, it could also heal itself.

There wasn’t the slightest hope of victory.

“How am I supposed to beat this boss…? Or maybe I should just ignore it for now, focus on getting stronger, and come back to clear it later.”

At this thought, Lin Xun sighed softly.

He picked up the phone again, determined to strengthen himself as quickly as possible.

[The powerful wandering soul has respawned at the Port of Deathly Silence…]

[You spent 1 point of soul strength to reshape the shell of the Knowledge-Seeking Primordial Hermit!]

The Valkyrie hadn’t perished in battle, which saved him a bit of soul strength at least.

Just as he was about to teleport back to Dragon Marsh Temple, the next game text made his heart lurch.

[You have been marked by the malice of Extreme Evil Asura. Your location has been exposed!]

[Extreme Evil Asura is rushing toward this place with all its might!]

Lin Xun froze.

“No way, I can’t even run if I lose?!”

The port was currently his respawn point. If the boss killed him near it, he might end up losing a point of maximum soul strength.

So long as the Asura remained alive, the boss could sense his position, and this relentless pursuit would never end.

After weighing his options for a moment, he came to a decision.

[You possessed the shell of the Fire-Worshipping Heartless Flow Master Instructor!]

[You donned the Phantom of the Night Cloak to conceal your form and face.]

[You strode forward into a narrow alley, heading toward the center of Fukoka Castle…]

[…]

[Soon you passed through the bustling streets and arrived before the Otaki Estate.]

[The once-glorious family residence had become a field of ruin. Hundreds of sword-wielding samurai guarded vigilantly outside the estate, while others constantly pulled corpses from the rubble to lay them out beneath white cloths.]

[The sight was heartrending…]

[From the conversations of the crowd around you, you learned that most of these samurai had come from the neighboring city, Thousand Orchid City.]

[Thousand Orchid City was far more prosperous than Fukoka, a great city encircling the Sakura Falls capital. The dispatched samurai belonged to the shogunate’s elite ranks, famed for their strength and valor.]

[Among the throng you also spotted several onmyoji wearing hunting robes and black lacquered caps.]

[The crest emblazoned on their chests was identical to the emblem on the Iya Palace Edict…]

[Your heart clenched as you realized this was the consequence of the Otaki bloodline’s annihilation, Iya Palace had sent powerful onmyoji to investigate.]

[Just as you were studying the scene carefully, the ground began to tremble faintly.]

[The tremors intensified, and screams and sobbing erupted at the end of the street. A tide of fleeing civilians came stampeding your way in a frenzy…]

[Deafening footsteps boomed ever louder. You raised your hand to shield your eyes and peered past the wave of traditional houses…]

[There, a colossal twisted figure stomped through the ruins, crushing houses underfoot, trampling over hapless bodies as it marched straight toward you!]

[Wherever Extreme Evil Asura passed, countless homes collapsed into wreckage, a pall of dust billowing behind it, the air filled with cries and wails.]

[You glanced at the elite samurai and onmyoji beside you, one by one, they stood stupefied, frozen as they watched the monster draw nearer.]

[You ripped off the Phantom of the Night Cloak, drew the gleaming blade at your hip, and thrust it into the air with a fierce shout…]

[“The monster slaughters the Shogun’s people and destroys the Shogun’s city! We swear by our blades to lay down our lives for the Shogun and cut this beast down!”]

[With that, you leveled your sword toward the towering monster and charged at the forefront.]

[Many of the local samurai recognized you as the venerable master instructor of the Heartless Flow Dojo. Seeing someone of your age charge so bravely, they were seized with shame.]

[One by one, they drew their swords, raising their voices to cry out for samurai honor, and rushed forward with unflinching resolve!]

[The shogunate’s elite samurai from Thousand Orchid City, witnessing this, also drew their blades in unison, swearing to defend the Shogun’s city and people to the last.]

[In that instant, hundreds of samurai, mounted and on foot, formed a surging torrent of steel that thundered toward the monstrous foe…]

[You quietly slowed your pace, and soon the samurai behind you surged past, charging into battle…]

[You slipped the Phantom of the Night Cloak back over yourself, concealing your form, and silently melted away into the crowd of fleeing civilians…]

[A mounted bannerman samurai, carrying a massive spear, turned to see the onmyoji still rooted in place.]

[With a voice that cracked like thunder, he bellowed, “Iya Palace! Do you refuse to fight for the Shogun?!”]

[At this, the onmyoji looked troubled, their expressions hesitating.]

[Soon, one stepped forth with a purification wand in hand. “With a long sigh, he lifted his sacred tool and spoke softly: We shall assist the Shogun in slaying this demon.”]

[The other onmyoji drew ofuda charms and ritual implements, hurrying to join the samurai’s charging ranks…]

Hiding among the panicked throng, Lin Xun could only hope the samurai and onmyoji would hold their own.

If this combined force could somehow bring down Asura, he wouldn’t mind stepping out at the last moment to deliver the finishing blow.