While Daitengu Emperor Sutoku was going berserk, Wolf used his grappling hook to retrieve the Black Mortal Blade.
With both Mortal Blades in hand, Wolf launched his attack.
Red and black blade light swept toward Daitengu like splashes of ink.
He had to stop Daitengu before everything was destroyed.
Otherwise, he would be buried underground, and the Divine Child of Rejuvenation would be in danger too.
Clang!
Daitengu folded his wings together, blocking both blades.
The feathers on his wings gleamed with a metallic sheen. One glance was enough to tell they were no ordinary feathers.
His wings thrust outward, knocking Wolf away, and his vajra came smashing down toward Wolf's head.
With both blades knocked aside, Wolf staggered off balance. As he backed away and tried to steady himself, he saw a flash of golden light.
Without time to consider anything else, he rolled out of the way.
Daitengu's attacks came fast and furious. He flapped his wings, flinging out feathers.
Each feather was as sharp as a blade, far more deadly than a ninja's shuriken.
Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack!
A row of them lodged in Wolf's leg, sending piercing pain through him.
These were only ordinary physical attacks, not even sorcery yet.
If Daitengu actually used some supernatural magic, how was Wolf supposed to fend it off?
He pushed off the ground with one foot and sprang up, putting some distance between them.
Daitengu abandoned his attack on Wolf, raised his head, tore through the remaining obstruction overhead, and flew upward.
Wolf reacted quickly, throwing out his grappling hook to catch Daitengu's talon. He dangled beneath him as they flew upward.
He escaped the fate of being buried alive.
On the roof, Hattori Hanzo clung to the eaves, wounds covering his body. His black ninja clothes were soaked