Reverse Cursed Technique.
E Tu is the fusion of several shikigami, including Round Deer.
He can also Reverse Cursed Technique naturally, and he is not ordinary skilled at it.
E Tu moved.
This time it is not a long-range shock wave, nor is it a wing bone sweep.
Its entire upper body tilted forward, and the bird's head wearing a bone mask swooped down at an incredible speed, like a pale lightning.
Suikazan Fuguki had no time to dodge, so he could only block Samehada in front of him.
The bird's head hit Samehada's blade.
The impact force passed through the blade to his arm, then to his shoulder, and then to his whole body.
The stone floor beneath his feet had a circle of spiderweb-like cracks centered around him, and his feet sank half an inch into the ground.
He held the blade of the knife with all his strength, the muscles in both arms bulged, the blood vessels protruded from under the skin, and they twisted like earthworms.
He withstood it, but E Tu's attack was not over yet.
The bird's head retracted, its right wing swept over from the side, and its wing bone hit his unprotected left waist and abdomen.
The ribs made a dull sound.
Broken.
Severe pain exploded from his left rib, his body involuntarily bent to the right, and Samehada's blocking posture instantly collapsed.
Then the left wing was chopped down from above, and the bone layer of the wing bone hit his right shoulder firmly.
The shoulder joint made a crisp sound, and the entire right arm from the shoulder to the fingertips instantly went numb, and Samehada almost lost his grip.
Then came the beak. The short and wide bony beak pecked directly into the center of his chest.
The sternum withstood the full force of the blow. Suikazan Fuguki felt as if his chest had been hit by a sledgehammer. A breath of air was forced out of his lungs, and a fishy sweetness filled his throat.
He flew backwards, rolled twice on the ground, and stopped after hitting the edge of the stone table.
The stone table was knocked sideways for half a foot, the teacup on the table overturned, and the tea flowed to the floor.
Suikazan Fuguki was lying on the ground, the pain in his left rib piercing deep like a knife with every breath.
The joints of my right shoulder are still numb, and I can't use my entire right arm.
The place where the chest was pecked was already a large area of blue, and through the torn skirt, you could see that the skin was swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He wanted to stand up with his left hand on the ground, but as soon as his palm touched the ground, a dark shadow enveloped him.
E Tu hung above his head.
The bone mask looked down at him, and there was no pity, no ridicule, or any emotion in the green eye holes.
Its right wing was raised and its wing bones were clenched.
Like a bird folding its wings into the shape of a fist.
Then it was smashed down.
Suikazan Fuguki only had time to curl up and protect his head with his left arm.
The wing bone hit his left forearm and left shoulder, and the bones made an overwhelming squeezing sound.
His whole body was smashed to the ground, and there were a few more cracks on the stone floor. The armor of his left arm was shattered on the ground, revealing the purple flesh underneath.
E Tu's right wing is raised again.
It was smashed down again. Suikazan Fuguki's defensive posture was smashed open, and his left arm was thrown to the side. The wing bone was lifted up again and smashed down again.
After three consecutive hits, the stone slab under Suikazan Fuguki had been smashed into a human-shaped shallow pit.
He was lying in the human-shaped shallow pit, breathing heavily, and blood foam came out of the corners of his mouth with every breath.
But E Tu's attack stopped.
It wasn't because it felt it was enough, it was because Suikazan Fuguki grabbed the handle of Samehada's knife with its left hand during the gap when it raised its right wing for the third time.
He could barely lift his right arm, and the joints in his right shoulder were misaligned, causing excruciating pain every time he moved.
But he still raised Samehada with the tip of the knife pointing upwards. When E Tu's right wing was smashed down again, he aimed at the joint gap of the wing bone and stabbed it in.
The barbs of Samehada all opened up at the moment of penetration, and the blade forcibly tore a gash inside the wing bone of E Tu.
Black semi-fluid gushes out from the wound, no blood, no flesh, just pure black material.
E Tu's movements stopped for a moment, and Suikazan Fuguki once again truly hurt it.
The weak guy in front of him, who is so weak, can actually hurt himself so many times, is really hard for the shikigami to understand.
The blade pierced the wing bone, and the tip emerged from the other side of the wing bone.
Then Reverse Cursed Technique started.
Black semi-fluid surged from both sides of the wound, wrapped around Samehada's blade, and squeezed the blade out from the wing bone.
The wound healed completely in less than a breath, leaving no trace even of the bone layer on the wing bone.
Suikazan Fuguki looked at the intact wings and grinned.
His lips were covered with blood foam, and his teeth were stained dark red with blood.
"Fuck."
He's really out of ideas.
Then E Tu's right wing came down again. This time he didn't dodge.
In less than three minutes, Suikazan Fuguki had been beaten into another appearance.
The left eye socket was so swollen that there was only a gap left, there was a crack on the eyebrow bone, and blood was dripping down from the corner of the eye.
The joint dislocation of the right shoulder has not been restored, and the entire right arm hangs by the side of the body, unable to exert any strength.
At least two ribs were broken on the left rib, and every time I took a breath, I could hear the slight sound of the broken ends of the bones rubbing against each other.
The material on the back had long been torn cleanly, exposing the skin and flesh underneath, which were bruised and bruised, with a few cuts and bruises, and blood and sweat mixed together.
Both legs below the knees were covered in bruises and abrasions.
It was left behind after being blown away by E Tu's long-range shock wave and rolling around on the ground several times.
Samehada was lying on the ground beside him, and the scales on the blade were opening and closing weakly, as if it had been subdued.
The secret room was filled with the smell of stone powder and blood. E Tu hung in mid-air, still quiet and intact.
The green eye holes on the bone mask stared calmly at the fat man on the ground who had been beaten into a human shape.
Three minutes are up.
E Tu's figure began to sink, and the black semi-fluid in his lower body slowly retracted into the shadow of Mizunotsuki Shigure. The bird's head, wing bones, and mask all sank into the pitch black.
Finally disappeared into the depths of the shadows.
The color of the shadow changes from pitch black back to dark gray, and from dark gray back to normal.
The secret room was quiet for a long time.
Suikazan Fuguki was lying on his back in the shallow human-shaped pit he had smashed out, breathing heavily.
Every breath hurts, and breathing after a broken rib is a punishment in itself.
He supported the ground with his movable left arm and slowly sat up.
With every inch he raised, the pain in his left rib became worse. By the time he sat upright, cold sweat was already covering his forehead.
He turned his head and spat blood on the ground, then looked at Mizunotsuki Shigure with his swollen left eye.
"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced."