The wandering Onmyoji stammered.
The sword-bearing leader was startled.
Then, a look of surprise and a sneer appeared on his face.
"Truly a fool!"
"To risk yourself just to save others!"
"But this so-called Master of Tongshou Temple is indeed weak."
"Rumors had it, they even found a successor named Jason. You are so weak; that Jason is probably worse than trash, just something rubbish-like, right?"
The sword-bearing leader flicked his wrist.
The blood on the blade dropped to the ground, revealing the blade as shiny as new.
Then, he aimed directly at the wandering Onmyoji and thrust.
The sword tip aimed at the wandering Onmyoji's throat.
Just as fierce and accurate as before.
The wandering Onmyoji couldn't avoid it.
Seeing the blade getting closer, the Onmyoji gritted his teeth, and once again, a stack of talisman papers appeared in his hand, even if he was to die, he had to inflict considerable damage on his opponent.
