Reincarnation Of The Legendary Sword Saint-Chapter 94: Blue Tide
THUD.
He hit the ground face-first.
Still breathing.
Barely conscious.
Kosan stared down at him coldly.
"...He survived that blast."
Then Kosan’s expression hardened.
"But he’s useless to me."
He took a slow step forward.
"In the end, I’ll just burn that academy down. Burn every student until I find the crystal."
Kosan raised his hand.
A dark flame blast began forming again, dense and violent, swirling like a black sun in his palm.
Michael lay on the ground, unmoving.
Barely alive.
Barely aware.
Kosan’s eyes narrowed.
"Now..."
He lifted his hand higher.
"Die."
He released it.
The dark blast shot forward, ripping through the air straight toward Michael.
But then,
WHOOSH!!
Something covered in blue energy fell from the sky at insane speed.
It struck the ground like lightning.
And in the same instant,
Michael vanished.
Teleported.
The blast missed.
BOOOOOOM!!
The dark flame slammed into the earth and exploded, obliterating everything in that spot.
Kosan’s eyes widened.
"What the hell?"
He turned sharply.
His senses locked onto the direction where the aura had moved.
A presence stood there.
Calm.
Cold.
Dominating.
Rowan.
Blue energy flickered around his body as he held his sword loosely in one hand.
Rowan’s eyes were calm, but deadly.
He stepped forward.
"It looks like it’s about time I stepped in," Rowan said.
Kosan stared at him.
Then he smiled.
A cruel smile.
"...Good."
"You already decided to show yourself."
Rowan raised his blade slightly.
Kosan’s aura surged.
The forest trembled again.
And Kosan’s grin widened.
"Now then..."
His eyes burned.
"Show me, brat."
"You, a weakling like yourself, calling me a brat?"
Rowan’s voice was calm.
Cold.
But his blue aura rolled higher, spilling out like an ocean of pressure.
His cloak fluttered violently behind him, the fabric glowing faintly as his energy surged.
Rowan raised his sword.
Then he lifted his right hand, placing it sideways, two fingers extended straight, like a judge preparing to pass sentence.
"Don’t worry," Rowan said quietly. "This time, I’m going to kill you for sure."
Kosan’s grin widened.
"So now, start explaining," Rowan continued, eyes locked onto him. "How did you survive after I attacked you yesterday?"
Rowan’s aura sharpened.
"And don’t lie. I can already feel it, you’ve gotten stronger."
Kosan’s smile faded slightly.
Then he chuckled.
"Oh, you really want to know?"
He spread his arms wide.
"It happened yesterday, when you split me in two."
Rowan’s eyes narrowed.
Kosan continued.
"My body wasn’t fully destroyed. The fire covering me burned my flesh instantly, and since you were in a hurry to leave..."
He smirked.
"You thought I turned into ashes."
Rowan didn’t move.
Kosan’s eyes burned with pride.
"But Demon Lord himself sent me on this mission."
The air trembled.
"He sees everything I see."
Even now...
He’s watching you.
Rowan’s expression darkened.
Kosan raised his hand slightly.
"He didn’t even need to come into the human realm."
"All he did was transfer power from the Demon Realm."
A black ripple surged around Kosan’s body.
"He restored me completely..."
"And made me stronger than I ever imagined."
Rowan’s grip tightened on his sword.
"Oh really?" Rowan said.
Then his aura spiked.
His voice dropped into something terrifying.
"Then I’m about to pass judgment."
Kosan’s eyes widened slightly.
Rowan took one step forward.
"You’ve caused enough problems."
"Enough deaths."
His blue energy rolled higher, crushing the forest floor beneath his feet.
"The moment your body rejoined, the smartest choice would’ve been to crawl back into the Demon Realm."
Rowan lifted his blade.
"But you stayed here."
His eyes sharpened.
"And since you said the Demon Lord is watching..."
Rowan’s aura flared.
"When he comes into this world, I’ll open the Demon Realm myself."
Kosan froze.
Rowan’s voice turned absolute.
"And I will slaughter every demon inside it."
"Beast."
"Intelligent."
"General."
"King."
"All of you."
Kosan’s face twisted into rage.
"You bastard..."
"You should be scared!"
Kosan’s dark flames exploded outward.
"Are you blind to what I’ve become?!"
His body blurred.
BOOM!!
He vanished and reappeared in front of Rowan at insane speed.
"DIE!"
Kosan thrust his palm forward.
A dark flame blast formed instantly, dense, heavy, like a black sun.
"Time to obliterate you!"
He slammed it directly into Rowan’s face.
BOOOOOOM!!
The explosion erupted, ripping through the forest, flattening trees and blasting the ground apart.
Smoke swallowed everything.
Silence.
Then,
The smoke began to fade.
Kosan’s eyes widened.
Impossible.
Rowan stood there.
Not pushed back.
Not burned.
Not even a scratch.
His cloak didn’t even tear.
His blue aura rolled calmly around him, untouched.
Rowan began walking forward.
Step.
Step.
Step.
Kosan’s body trembled.
Rowan tilted his head slightly.
"...Was that supposed to hurt?"
His eyes glowed faintly blue.
"Because it tickles."
Kosan gritted his teeth. No, it wasn’t just that. This boy was something else. Something far beyond ordinary.
Not a single scratch on him. Unarmed. Yet still, Kosan could feel it. He couldn’t pierce him, not even with his current form, his full power unleashed.
Even worse, he might still get hurt by this human.
Kosan’s black energy spiraled violently around his body as he surged forward, fist raised high, aiming straight for Rowan.
But then, he froze.
He looked down.
Blood dripped from his arm. His full arm, gone.
"What the hell?!" Kosan growled, panic rising. "I’m 100% sure I didn’t move it!"
When, when did he slice my hand as I was about to strike him?
Kosan bent, snatching the severed limb from the ground. He leapt backward, eyes wide with disbelief.
He tried to manifest another arm, but it wouldn’t come.
"Damn it!" he hissed. "It can’t regenerate, not if I slice it to smoke!"
Blood poured freely from the stump. Kosan pressed the other arm against it, trying to force it back together, but the motion was clumsy.
He turned slowly toward Rowan. His mind raced.
This boy isn’t ordinary. He pierced me. He cut my hand cleanly.
And yet, could he really be human?
No. There was no way.
