Doma's Clone
The Ice Bodhisattva was massive, yet its attack speed was anything but slow; it was incredibly fierce and explosive.
Kurozawa looked up and saw an ice palm, large enough to cover his entire body, descending ferociously. Even before it reached him, an invisible, oppressive force, as if pressing down from above, began to grow in his heart.
The strong wind stung Kurozawa's eyes. His left eye was still bleeding. Due to the tight timeframe and his severe injuries, Potential Points were still working to repair the wound.
This feels completely different from Gyutaro.
When facing Gyutaro's Blood Demon Art, Kurozawa had entertained the thought of taking it head-on, but this simple, heavy palm strike made him abandon any idea of a direct confrontation. If he were hit directly, being smashed to pieces was likely the most probable outcome.
The ice palm also carried a hazy white mist around it. Just touching it felt bone-chillingly cold, and his body instinctively stiffened slightly.
Kurozawa didn't dare be careless and had to awkwardly roll away, dodging the Ice Bodhisattva's attack range.
*CRASH!* The ground shattered, and spiderweb-like cracks spread directly outward for ten meters.
Kurozawa stood up, his injuries regenerating and healing at a visible speed. The wound on his eye was also regenerating, and his vision became clear again.
The Ice Puppet stood on the Ice Bodhisattva's shoulder, just as on the other battlefield, Doma stood on the shoulder of another Ice Bodhisattva, watching Kurozawa with a smile on his lips.
The Ice Bodhisattva retracted its ice palm and brought its hands together in a perpetual expression of compassion. As the ice palm was retracted, a deep palm print was left on the ground, a chilling sight.
The Ice Puppet extended a hand, and a dense array of ice needles, blades, spears, and other ice weapons materialized before it. They then whistled through the air, enveloping Kurozawa.
Kurozawa quickly ran, leaving all the attacks behind him. With the precise prediction from his Fighting Spirit Domain, he could easily dodge regular attacks and avoid being harmed.
At the same time, ice crystal vines appeared in the Ice Puppet's hands, extending and lengthening in a flash, wrapping around Kurozawa's neck and limbs, and attempting to block his escape routes.
Blood Demon Art: Vine Lotus
The attacks from the ice needles and blades didn't stop either.
For a moment, the Blood Demon Art attacks from the Ice Puppet seemed overwhelming.
Even with the suddenly increased speed of the Blood Demon Art, it still couldn't escape Kurozawa's Fighting Spirit perception. His body sharply turned, changing direction. Before the ice crystal vines could strike, he had already left their restricted area, though he was now a bit closer to the ice weapons behind him.
Immediately after, Kurozawa's pupils constricted.
He had miscalculated.
*BOOM!* In an instant, the ice crystal vines and ice weapons simultaneously exploded into pieces, transforming into a sky full of ice crystal dust that covered every inch of space for over a dozen meters.
The beautiful light blue ice dust, like a light veil or thin mist in the moonlight, or perhaps frozen clouds and haze, was dreamlike and stunning in appearance, yet deadly.
Kurozawa sensed the abnormality but couldn't dodge.
This self-detonation move was too fast and had a wide range, as if it were a technique specifically created to counter Fighting Spirit's predictive perception.
So cold...
Kurozawa was covered from head to toe in a layer of extremely fine ice dust that was difficult to see with the naked eye. This ice dust entered his body through his pores and with his breathing.
Suddenly, Kurozawa felt a bone-chilling cold from the inside out.
The worst part was that because he inhaled the most ice dust, Kurozawa's throat and lungs were frozen, and waves of needle-like pain came over him.
If I use Breathing Technique again, this ice dust will freeze all my internal organs... What an ability to counter Breathing Technique. Kurozawa was startled, realizing that using Breathing Technique within the ice dust's range was just a slow death.
He could use Pitch-Black Aura to expel the ice dust, but at this moment, Kurozawa's Pitch-Black Aura was focused on burning Gyutaro and Daki, so he had no time to use it. Therefore, he held his breath, used the last bit of inhaled air to activate his Breathing Technique, and ran out of the ice dust.
But without full-power breathing, Kurozawa's various attributes clearly decreased. Just as he was leaving the edge of the ice dust, he felt his right hand tighten.
Looking down, an ice crystal vine had wrapped around Mingzhou, trying to snatch it from Kurozawa's hand. The other end of the ice crystal vine was in the Ice Puppet's hand.
It tilted its head and suddenly smiled at Kurozawa from a distance. The ice-crystal face revealed a smile that looked stiff and eerie.
Outside the ice dust, Kurozawa didn't have to worry about breathing, so he took a deep breath and activated Total Concentration to its fullest again.
He exerted force with his arm, and the ice crystal vine instantly became taut. The Ice Puppet's strength was clearly inferior to Kurozawa's; it was pulled forward, stumbling, and nearly fell off the Ice Bodhisattva.
At the same time, realizing it couldn't take the sword, the ice crystal vine changed again. Branches suddenly protruded from the main body, wrapped around Gyutaro and Daki's heads, and then quickly pulled them out of Mingzhou.
Because it had touched Kurozawa's Pitch-Black Aura, cracks appeared on the ice crystal vine, but it still held firm.
Kurozawa's expression darkened. He couldn't stand by and watch Gyutaro and Daki be saved.
He moved his feet, about to chase after them.
But over a dozen ice spears, more than two meters long, fell from the sky, hitting Kurozawa with strong kinetic energy. The sharp spearheads were clearly enough to pierce his body.
Left with no choice, Kurozawa stopped and dodged the sudden ice spear attack by shifting his position.
I wonder if they're dead...
Kurozawa didn't know the vitality of an Upper Moon, especially since Gyutaro and Daki were unique. So, until he saw them turn to ash with his own eyes, Kurozawa couldn't rest easy.
On the other side, the ice crystal vine, wrapped around Gyutaro and Daki's heads, held them up in front of the Ice Puppet. The Pitch-Black Aura was gone, but their heads were still disintegrating into ash. This situation made Kurozawa breathe a sigh of relief; at least his desperate struggle just now hadn't been in vain.
The Ice Puppet suddenly sighed, a very clear expression of regret on its face.
"Still a step too late. Their will to survive has been worn down... Oh well, let them drift away with the wind."
Ice crystals grew, quickly freezing the siblings' heads. Next, the Ice Puppet threw them high into the air. In mid-air, a gentle breeze blew, and with a crack, the ice crystals suddenly shattered, turning into scattered, dreamlike ice dust that drifted away with the wind.
"Regenerative ability, Pitch-Black Flames... You really aren't human."
The Ice Puppet withdrew its gaze, looked at Kurozawa, and spoke.
This puppet was equivalent to Doma's Blood Demon Art clone, sharing his thoughts and abilities with the main body. Everything Doma could do, it could do. The Ice Puppet's words were, in fact, Doma's words.
Since the Ice Puppet didn't seem intent on attacking immediately, Kurozawa was happy to stall for time and recover to his peak state. "Believe whatever you want," he said. The injuries from force-killing Gyutaro were severe, and he was only just about to fully recover now. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been forced into such a pathetic state by a mere clone just now.
Suddenly, a look of confusion appeared on the Ice Puppet's face. He looked at Kurozawa with curiosity.
"How strange, truly strange."
"You have regenerative abilities, abilities similar to Blood Demon Arts, but before this, you didn't have the aura of a Demon on you. I didn't think you were one of my kind."
"But now, you do."
Kurozawa initially thought the Ice Puppet was joking, but seeing his serious expression and tone, Kurozawa's own expression changed slightly.
He activated his Fighting Spirit Domain again, focusing his perception on his own Fighting Spirit fluctuations.
Seeing the scene in his perceived vision, Kurozawa could no longer remain calm and opened his eyes wide.
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