The Swordsman of the Gods

137. The God Mouth III

Bon leapt back while flicking his two blood-soaked swords. The look in his eyes did not change just that his aura felt different from before this.

“Kneel!” When Bon said this word, Yongchun immediately did so on a forced basis.

DAK!

Sigar, Romusha and Arashiyama who had just come to Yongchun's room were shocked. Finding Yongchun on his knees upon hearing God Mouth's orders, was a ridiculous thing they had seen.

“A swordsman who is able to split the sky through the room was bent to his knees? Don't joke, this must be because of his God Power.”

Sigar, angry, thought that this would threaten, so Sigar immediately went out through the window to help Yongchun.

But Yongchun stretched his hand, gesturing for Sigar and the others not to interfere.

“You're stupid huh?! He doesn't deserve to get that power!” amuk Sigar who knew very well that God Mouth who could not be invited to cooperate was worth killing.

“He is a seed ..that I planted and watered well. Later, he will kill me but before that, he must cooperate with us.”

A strong tremor was fixed on Yongchun's collapsed body. The tremor intensified with just a single word of his command telling Yongchun to kneel now. But Yongchun forced himself, he rose again with a stronger vibration.

“I saw it. I saw Bon's weak spot,” Yongchun said.

Simultaneously, flames raged from both arms, legs and both eyes. It smouldered black yet its sword emitted a brighter aura. Orange with a little blue line.

A slash!

In a short moment, their eyes all widened in surprise. Seeing Yongchun slashing through Bon's body that also could not see his movements.

“Hei Bon, have you never learned about this from your last enemy?”

“Argh ..k-kau ..aku, will not use it because ..it is not needed!”

Crat!

A short sword pierced Yongchun's shoulder, and Yongchun collapsed again with a hollow body.

“Do not move!” The word of command, from the mouth of Bon the Owner of the God Body is the mouth. Once the conversation is an absolute thing to be brushed aside.

Even if the opponent is the same as himself, it is useless. Absolute is absolute.

“Ha!” Bon smiled widely, seeming to be very satisfied with Yongchun who could not move.

“You yourself ...have power related to the one you don't want to use.”

“Huh? No kidding! This is a gift!”

“Omong empty. If it's a gift, why did you use it on your own friend?”

“Friends? Heh, you're not my friend. You've changed, Asyura. You've become a demon and my job is to take out a deformed king like you! Which does not even deserve the title of the highest swordsman though!”

Srak!

Yongchun was annoyed, he subconsciously pulled out the grass that was under his palm. The frown on his forehead shriveled even more, it was obvious that Yongchun was currently furious.

“Device yes ..” Being humiliated is common, but anger and resentment remain at the top of all human emotions.

After a while the vibration stopped. It seems that Bon deliberately removed that power from Yongchun. Yongchun got up looking at him as if expressionless.

“You really don't fear death huh?” Bon pointed a weapon at Yongchun's neck. The tip of the blade touched his veins.

“I am not afraid because death is a natural thing. Let me tell you something, Bon. You have that power, there are several other people in common and it comes from the figure that is in my body.”

Bon frowned, he swung the weapon horizontally. Intended to cut off Yongchun's neck but Yongchun had more instincts so he dodged and only cut off a few strands of his black sign.

Yongchun changed his movements, he held the base of the sword with the blade of the sword backwards. Then he lifted it high, while Bon gasped.

Bon reflex stepped backwards in a cautious manner. Yongchun kept swinging the sword from above, and then stuck it to the ground.

“This feeling ..it is difficult for me. What's he want?” inner Bon.

Sraaah! Sraaaaac!

Fire spreads in all directions, spreading like roots on the ground. Yongchun made the blaze a bluish color, then snapped Bon's legs in half.

“Can't move?!” Bon surprised. He can't move at all. He's trapped.

“Lease!” he said it again. Bon made the fire that ensnared him go out. At first glance there was a foreign lightning that flashed from the base to the tip of his sword.

Yongchun hurriedly jumped backwards. Sigar and Romusha were also wary of Bon's attack that might be carried out. But again Yongchun asked them not to interfere.

This is not a matter of pride or just a mere duel but the fight with Bon is quite a lot of time and energy needed.

“God Eye says don't interfere. You guys know how big his powers are even without those eyes. Especially if you are with the Black God,” said Arashiyama.

Yongchun made the streaks of fire that had not been extinguished was getting higher as if forming a wall barrier, Bon reflex dodged from position to other position once the barrier almost scratched his body.

“Ashura, you really ..ck!” Bon clucked in annoyance. He then darted towards him while pointing two blades of his short sword at Yongchun.

As fast as lightning Yongchun slashed through the two short blades of Bon's. Not touching Yongchun's body at all, even all the wounds Bon had managed to incise seemed to disappear never hurt.

“Bon, before I die in your hands, you must eliminate the ancient ideology of the Black God. And you are one of the keys that will help —”

DAK!

Yongchun fended off the punch that was thrown at him. And that made Yongchun's sentence cut off.

“I don't want to cooperate with the devil!”

The strange figure of Bon. Not a little more, this is very or too strange to be referred to as the usual Bon. Little by little Yongchun felt a bad premonition towards Bon. He saw an irregular black flare in his lower jaw, which he knew.

Bon swung his short blade, without anything flowing like fire or water, just swinging his weapon.

Cruaaack!

He was able to scratch Yongchun's neck to the half of which was almost decapitated. But Yongchun's regeneration was faster, thanks to the Black God himself. At this moment even the Black God giggled amusedly, it seemed that he was about to do something in a moment.

“Ha ..when we all are not perfect. I try not to attack you deeper or longer. But it doesn't seem to be.”

Yongchun took a position with the tip of the sword forward horizontally. As he sighed, he began to calm down.

DAAR!

A wave of strong wind pierced through the sky. How many times Bon tried to use the power of the Black God, he could not. More precisely no effect at all.