Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1427: Red Demon Yukihira Soma VS Mount Fuji Demon King Naraku

"In this world full of weirdness and danger, the rules of survival are cruel and direct. There is no so-called fairness and mercy here, only the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak. At every moment, they may face unknown threats, powerful demons, or dangerous environments. So they must have a ruler to lead them to survive in this cruel world."

"In order to survive in this world where the strong prey on the weak, the weak should crawl at the feet of the strong! This is an eternal law." The evil ghost's voice became more and more excited, and an even stronger demonic aura began to spread around its body. The demonic aura rolled and surged like black smoke, completely enveloping its body.

Soma Yukihira was suffering from great pain at this moment. He had injuries in many places on his body, and blood was constantly oozing from the wounds, staining his clothes red.

But he gritted his teeth, enduring the waves of pain from his body, his eyes full of indomitable spirit and anger.

He was like an enraged lion. Although seriously injured, he still exuded a fearless aura and was ready to counterattack the enemy at any time.

He asked loudly, "You mean, you are this powerful person?"

Facing Yukihira Soma's question, the evil ghost smiled coldly, and that smile was full of disdain and ridicule. Its body leaned forward slightly, and its huge head lowered, staring at Yukihira Soma, as if it was looking down at a tiny ant.

"That's right..."

"I am the master of all ghosts and monsters: the ghost king of Mount Fuji - Naraku!"

As Naraku finished speaking, the 'demonic power' visible to the naked eye surged and collided like a surging tide.

The demonic power was no longer the single purple color as before, but turned into a variety of colorful colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple. All the colors were intertwined together to form a gorgeous yet terrifying picture.

These demonic powers collided and merged with each other, instantly causing a thunderous and tsunami-like roar. The sound seemed to be a roar from the depths of the universe, resounding through the sky.

The powerful collision of demonic powers produced circles of spreading air waves, which swept in all directions like surging ocean waves.

Wherever it went, the air was instantly compressed, forming transparent ripples.

Waves of smoke and dust rolled up into the sky like a giant black dragon, shrouding the entire space in darkness.

The scene was like an explosion in an arsenal, or like the end of the world, full of chaos and despair.

The cracks caused by the impact were far-reaching and spread outward like a spider web.

The crack started from under Naraku's feet and quickly extended to the surroundings. Wherever it passed, the ground collapsed and the rocks cracked, and the earth shook.

The huge rock was ruthlessly torn apart by the cracks, turning into pieces of rubble that flew everywhere.

These pieces of gravel were like cannonballs, shooting in all directions with great impact.

Some of the debris hit the surrounding trees, breaking the thick trunks directly; some of the debris flew past the bodies of Soma Yukihira and others, bringing up a sharp wind sound that made them shiver.

The soil on the ground was lifted up, forming high earth walls, which then collapsed with a loud bang.

The collapsed earth wall raised clouds of dust, making the already gloomy space even more blurry.

The entire space was trembling under this powerful force, as if it would collapse at any time.

Soma Yukihira and others only felt a force like an overwhelming force rushing towards them, and their bodies were shaken by this force.

Their feet left deep grooves on the ground, which seemed to be traces of their struggle against this powerful force.

They were like two small boats struggling in a violent storm, in danger of being swallowed by the huge waves at any time. Their bodies were hit by gravel and dust, sending waves of severe pain.

The moment the rubble hit their bodies, it was as if sharp blades pierced their skin, causing them to groan involuntarily.

Soma Yukihira held the demon sword Akagi-Kiri tightly in both hands, and his knuckles turned white from excessive force.

At this moment, the ghost king he was facing was too powerful, far beyond his imagination.

The pressure emanating from the Ghost King was like an invisible mountain, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

At this critical moment of life and death, he knew that he had no other choice. Only by using this magic sword could he find a glimmer of hope in this fierce battle.

As he slowly pulled the demon sword out of the scabbard, a hot and violent breath instantly gushed out from the blade.

The breath was like a materialized flame, with a scorching temperature, as if it was going to ignite everything around it.

This aura was like a ferocious beast that had been imprisoned in the blade for a long time. At this moment, it finally broke free from its restraints and regained its freedom. It vented wantonly with endless anger and murderous intent.

Soma Yukihira only felt a powerful force flowing into his body along the handle of the knife, and his body began to undergo amazing changes.

I saw red lines gradually appearing on his body. Those lines were like burning flames, winding across his skin.

At first, the lines were just a faint hint of red, like rouge spreading on the skin, but soon, they became brighter and brighter, emitting an eerie and powerful light.

Wherever these lines went, his skin felt as if burned by flames, causing a dull pain, but at the same time it also brought an unprecedented sense of power.

At the same time, his hair began to grow at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The originally neat short hair seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and instantly became messy and fluffy.

Those hairs seemed to have life, growing wildly, entwining and interweaving with each other, like a ball of burning fire dancing in the wind.

Every strand of hair was glowing red, as if it was ignited by flames, echoing the red lines on his body, making his image even more hideous and terrifying.

What was even more bizarre was that a small 'horn' slowly protruded from his forehead.

The 'horn' was dark red in color, and the surface was covered with fine lines, as if it was an ancient mark carved by time, containing some kind of mysterious and powerful power.

Although the 'horn' grows slowly, it has an unstoppable momentum.

As the 'horns' continued to grow, Soma Yukihira's face became more and more hideous.

His eyes turned red, as if two flames were burning in them, revealing endless ferocity and determination.

Then, his body was covered with a layer of keratin like armor.

The cuticle is dark brown, hard and smooth, with a metallic luster.

(End of this chapter)