Long Arms' arms rapidly extended. As it swung both arms, a fierce gale rose between them. With its movements, the broken trees around them began to shake violently.
In the blink of an eye, the broken logs flew into the sky and scattered across the mountaintop, forming a maze-like battle formation.
Blood Demon Art: Wood Concealment activated. It slipped into one of the broken logs and lay in wait.
Hiruma scanned the area. There were at least a hundred wooden stakes. This guy's Blood Demon Art was really cautious—it could even hide its presence. No wonder he hadn't found it at first.
Trash talk was useless now. He had used that trick once already, so he needed to wait for Lower Rank Two to reveal itself.
Sure enough, Long Arms could not hold back. Two sharp beast claws shot toward Hiruma from behind. He turned and slashed, the powerful blade wind severing both the arms and the wooden stake.
Long Arms was forced to reveal itself. At the same time, crimson-gold arcs of lightning burst from Hiruma's feet like flames, and an enraged Thunder Kirin lunged forward and bit down on it.
Just as the lightning-wreathed Nichirin Blade sliced through the air and accurately severed Long Arms' neck, a pair of pitch-black arms, like steel whips, silently struck from behind Hiruma once more.
Not only from behind—arms also twisted in from both sides.
Those arms carried unmatched strength and speed, as though they could tear through the void itself. The air around them crackled sharply.
Long Arms possessed three Blood Demon Arts: Wood Concealment, Long Arms, and Clone.
It used one clone as bait, while the other two interfered with the enemy's judgment. Then it would deliver the killing blow itself. That was its plan.
Clearly, Hiruma had fallen into