Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1432 Wheel War

Although she might be a ghost, Naraku couldn't sense the familiar evil aura from other ghosts. That was an aura that came from the depths of the soul, but the woman in front of him didn't have that at all.

So, Naraku felt very strange.

Nakano Ichika was not surprised. It would be strange if this Demon King, who had been sealed for who knows how many years, knew what Kamen Rider was.

Naraku roared and increased the output of purple demonic power again.

The purple demonic power became even more concentrated, like a materialized liquid, constantly impacting Nakano Ichika.

Nakano Ichika is struggling to hold on.

The powerful demonic power emanating from Naraku, the demon king of Mount Fuji, surged towards her wave after wave like a surging tide, as if to drown her completely.

Just when Nakano Ichika was about to be driven into despair by this demonic power, Busujima Saeko took action.

She has been hiding in the dark, like a dormant cheetah, quietly waiting for the best time to strike.

At this moment, she was wearing a black tight suit, which fit her body tightly, outlining her graceful and agile figure.

She rushed out from the darkness like a flash of black lightning, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch a glimpse of her figure.

There seemed to be an invisible force surging around the blade of the demon sword princess.

Yaodaoji can absorb all the negative emotions around it.

At this moment, the negative emotions such as pain, despair, hatred, murderous intent, anger, etc. on the battlefield surged like a tide. They were like being drawn by an invisible big hand and poured into the blade of the demon sword princess.

As these negative emotions continued to pour in, the blade of the Demon Sword Princess gradually changed.

The originally simple blade began to flash with a strange light, and the light was tinged with a creepy bloody color.

The blood color became increasingly intense, as if it was fresh blood gushing out from the depths of hell, as bright as a burning flame, or as solidified blood.

The demon sword princess exudes a bloody and pungent smell that permeates the air and makes people feel nauseous.

However, for Busujima Saeko, this breath made her extremely excited.

There was fanaticism and determination in her eyes, like an awakened beast, with only the enemy in front of her eyes.

Her long purple hair fluttered wildly under the stimulation of spiritual power, and the ends of her hair gradually turned a layer of bright red, as if they were stained with blood.

The bright red hair formed a sharp contrast with her pale face, adding a bit of weirdness and seduction.

She seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious power, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

While Ichika Nakano was stubbornly resisting the demonic power of Naraku, the Demon King of Mount Fuji, and attracting all of his attention, Busujima Saeko performed the Earth-Shrinking Step.

This was an extremely advanced form of physical skill. With every step she took, the space beneath her feet seemed to be distorted, and she could cross a distance of several feet in an instant.

Her figure was as erratic as a ghost, moving quickly across the battlefield, and the air around her was created by a whirlwind.

Naraku noticed Busujima Saeko approaching, he turned his head suddenly, and a hint of contempt flashed in his scarlet eyes.

As the Ghost King of Mount Fuji, he has been domineering in this land for many years and has never taken anyone seriously.

At this moment, seeing that Saeko Busujima, a seemingly weak woman, dared to attack him, he could not help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. Naraku's tall figure was wearing a tattered armor. Although the armor had been eroded by the years and was covered with mottled marks, it still exuded a faint fluctuation of demonic power.

There was a hideous scar on his cold face, like a centipede crawling on his face, adding a bit of ferocity.

On his forehead were ferocious and gorgeous ghost horns, like sharp blades, flashing with cold light, as if they could pierce the enemy at any time.

The long white hair behind him fluttered like a flag, rustling in the wind, making him look even more majestic.

Naraku's five fingers were spread out like razors, and his nails were flashing with cold light, as if they could easily cut through everything in the world.

He suddenly grabbed Busujima Saeko with his claws, as fast as lightning, with a sharp whistling sound, as if he wanted to tear Busujima Saeko into pieces.

Wherever the claw wind passed, the air was torn apart, forming ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

Busujima Saeko's eyes flashed, she felt the powerful force of Naraku's attack.

But she did not retreat at all. Instead, her eyes revealed a gleam of excitement.

She tightly grasped the sword in her hand and poured all her spiritual power into it.

The Demon Sword Princess felt the determination of her master, and the light on the sword became more and more dazzling. The blood-red light was like a burning flame or solidified blood, emitting a creepy aura.

The light continued to spread outward, as if illuminating the entire battlefield, and the surrounding air was illuminated blood red by the light.

Busujima Saeko swung out the Demon Sword Princess in an instant, and a blood-red blade light flashed across the night sky like lightning.

This blade light carried endless power, as if it could split the heaven and earth in half.

It collided fiercely with Naraku's sharp claws. In an instant, sparks flew and powerful spiritual power fluctuations exploded like a bomb.

The surrounding rocks were shattered and fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Naraku only felt a powerful force coming from the Demon Sword Princess. That force contained endless negative emotions, like a sharp blade, trying to erode his soul.

His body shook slightly and he was shocked. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak woman had such powerful strength.

He hurriedly increased the output of his demonic power, and the demonic power in his body continued to surge out like a surging tide, trying to force Busujima Saeko back.

Busujima Saeko finally found this opportunity to launch a sneak attack, so how could she let it go? She tightly grasped the sword, her knuckles turning white from the force she exerted.

The bright red blade kept grinding against Naraku's sharp claws and ghost hands, making a harsh sound, and countless sparks burst out between the blade and the ghost hands.

Naraku let out a painful roar as several sharp claws on his ghost hand were cut off. Black blood gushed out from the wounds, dripping onto the ground with a "sizzling" sound, as if even the ground was corroded by this evil blood.

Naraku was immediately furious. As the Demon King of Mount Fuji, he had been rampant in this land for many years and had never suffered such a severe blow.

He threw a punch with his backhand. This punch condensed a large amount of his demonic power. Wherever the fist passed, the space was torn apart, forming black cracks.

Busujima Saeko knew the power of this punch, so she didn't want to fight anymore and immediately used her instant step. Her body instantly turned into a shadow and retreated backwards, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch her.

Just as she stepped back, Nakano Ichika came forward.

(End of this chapter)