As Jagoan swung the Dragonslayer Sword, beams of green light flashed across the air and sliced through everything in front of it. Following a string of explosions, the remaining samurais dropped dead to the ground in one fell swoop.
With just two strikes, Jagoan had savagely killed hundreds of samurais.
It was, without a doubt, an absolute bloodbath!
What made it even scarier was that the samurais were all elite fighters of the Watanabe family, yet Jagoan had taken them down without breaking a sweat.
Just like that, the Watanabe family had lost hundreds of their best warriors, and the stench of blood overwhelmed them.
Having lost his initial bravado, Masato couldn’t stop himself from shaking like a leaf.
Similarly, Asuka and his son were so petrified that they almost peed in their pants. Even Kawano flinched at the gory sight. He gripped his old katana tightly as he scrutinized the formidable opponent before him.
Ryosuke knelt before Jagoan’s feet in immense awe and admiration. “M-Mr. Chance… No… Master, please kill everyone here and save my daughter and me…”
Oh, I don’t care what anyone else says!
I have no doubt that Jagoan Chance is a deity through and through! He’s our master!
Upon seeing Ryosuke’s actions, Masato and the rest grew livid with rage.
“Kill that brat, Kawano! While you’re at it, cut the traitorous Ryosuke into pieces…” Masato ordered as a wave of fury crashed through him.
Hearing that, Kawano slowly unsheathed his katana and tossed the scabbard away, his face grim and tense. He knew he couldn’t let his guard down, especially when he had just witnessed Jagoan slaughtering hundreds of his fellow samurais.
Even though Kawano’s katana was old and simple, one could still feel the sharp burst of cold air when the blade was revealed.
After all, how could he have earned the title of swordmaster if he didn’t have a formidable sword?
Not only was the katana tough, but it was also extraordinarily sharp; it could cut through anything like a knife through butter.
As Kawano lightly swung the katana, a streak of white light appeared and pierced through the air, pulverizing a giant rock near the foot of the mountain.
Everyone else was chilled to the bone by the icy aura of the sword, but at the same time, the display of power was a great reassurance to the Watanabe family.
Masato, in particular, felt a lot more at ease.
“Ryosuke, you disloyal sc*mbag! Shame on you for colluding with the Chanaeans to kill your own family. You, your daughter, and the rest of your direct family shall all die today!” he snapped as he glowered at Ryosuke.
Upon hearing Masato threaten his family, Ryosuke got so riled up that his eyes began twitching uncontrollably.
The next second, he turned to Jagoan and fell back on his knees. “Master, please kill these people…”
To everyone’s surprise, Jagoan agreed to the man’s earnest plea without a second thought.
With that, the Dragonslayer Sword instantly emitted a burst of sword energy that shot toward Masato and the others.
Pale with fright, the group staggered backward and hastily hid behind Kawano.
The latter frowned and swung his katana hard, sending his blade colliding with Jagoan’s sword energy.
As the burst of energy exploded, strong waves rippled out from the epicenter and shredded the dead, mangled bodies of the samurais into bits and pieces. The scene became even bloodier and grislier.