AWB Chapter 719 - 719
Chapter 719 - 719
The black wind, like the will of death, exuded a chilling sense of foreboding.Taking the form of wind, it transformed into a hand.
Amane Shinomiya laughed maniacally within the black wind as a massive arm gleaming with dark luster swung through the air, striking down with a punch!
"Boom!"
Eiji and Shinguuji Kurono simultaneously dodged.
The colossal arm smashed into the stone bricks. The pale bricks remained almost undamaged, but a black hue spread across them like ink, rapidly sinking into the surface. The bricks quickly warped and dented as if scorched by intense flames.
In no time, they crumbled into powder, dissolving into the wind like rocks weathered by countless years of wind blades.
"What is this?"
Eiji furrowed his brows, feeling slightly unnerved.
That black wind gave him an extremely ominous feeling.
It was as if he were facing death itself.
"He yearns for death—the power to bestow equal and absolute death upon all things!"
Shinguuji Kurono's expression turned grave as she quickly explained.
"Fate has likely responded to his desire, granting him the power to inflict death upon all things... That wind is probably the very concept of death itself!"
"He's gone berserk!"
Shinguuji Kurono steadied her breath, her tone warning.
"Amane Shinomiya, the battle is over! Snap out of it now, or I'll have to take forceful measures against you!"
Ability rampage.
For Blazers, it's not impossible.
Driven by intense will, their souls erupt beyond limits, entering a berserk state.
Some Blazers even intentionally induce this state to gain power surpassing their opponents.
However, once berserk, their mana and abilities spiral out of control, potentially leading to their own destruction. Thus, it's a trump card not everyone can—or dares—to use.
Kurogane Ikki's secret technique, Ittou Shura, is also a form of rampage, though not a complete one. Thanks to his exceptional control, he can wield that power in his grasp.
"Ahahahahaha…"
Amane Shinomiya continued to laugh wildly as the black giant arm descended like a hammer from above.
He dragged both Eiji and Shinguuji Kurono into his attack range, completely disregarding friend or foe!
Driven by fierce determination, he compelled fate to grant him the very concept of death!
In other words, this was an alternate form of Mystic Eyes of Death Perception!
This wasn't mere fantasy.
After all, Blazers in this world could interfere with concepts and causality precisely because all concepts and causality resided within fate.
Once a demon breaks free from fate's constraints, they can manipulate causality to some extent—this is the underlying principle!
"He shows no sign of self-awareness."
Eiji leaped back again, his eyes glinting with restless intent.
"This is bad. If this continues…!"
Shinguuji Kurono's expression shifted repeatedly.
A berserk Blazer lacks rationality—in other words, they can't distinguish ally from enemy!
Even if Eiji is the primary target, innocent spectators will eventually be dragged into the fray!
"Eeeek—!"
As she spoke, a scream suddenly erupted from the other side.
Several medical staff in white coats huddled together, dropping the stretchers as they stared in terror at the wildly dancing black winds of death in the air.
"I'll handle him."
At that moment, Eiji leaped forward.
"You save the others!"
Before the words fully faded, he had already charged ahead.
"No choice!"
Shinguuji Kurono had intended to step up herself but didn't expect Eiji to take the initiative first.
She could only stomp her foot in frustration before rushing toward the medical personnel. Mid-sprint, she applied a tenfold time acceleration to herself, boosting her speed explosively as she swiftly escorted each staff member out of the arena.
Meanwhile.
"Die, die, die!"
Capitalizing on the fact that Amane Shinomiya's target was now himself, Eiji continuously shifted within the combat zone. His movements were as fluid as a swimming fish, maintaining a precise and elusive distance with masterful control.
Amane Shinomiya, as expected, took the bait. He let out hysterical laughter while relentlessly pursuing Eiji.
The pitch-black winds seeped into every crevice, sweeping back and forth across the battlefield. A mere graze would invoke the concept of death, delivering an abrupt and merciless end.
"Still, it doesn't seem like much of a threat!"
Yet Eiji felt remarkably at ease. His intuition told him that the black winds were indeed terrifying, but even if they made contact, it wouldn't be a big deal.
That wind couldn't bring death upon him!
"Is it because of the feather mantle? Blocking conceptual interference?"
Eiji touched his chest and abdomen. He had wrapped Aqua's feather mantle around his torso. Since the artifact hadn't acknowledged him as its master, it couldn't turn invisible. To avoid being mistaken for a cross-dressing pervert, he had no choice but to conceal it this way.
As a divine artifact personally used by the Goddess of Water, this feather mantle possessed the power to nullify any negative status effects—even interventions of concept and causality. When Kazuma brought her to another world, Aqua hadn't brought any other artifacts except this one, a testament to her trust in the mantle.
Though it was partly due to a lack of time, it still proved this was the artifact Aqua relied on most frequently.
"Since the concept of death can't affect me, this guy might be easier to deal with than before!"
Eiji's mind grew active. In this berserk state, Amane Shinomiya could no longer make wishes, as expected. More accurately, his consciousness was entirely fixated on obtaining the concept of death, leaving no room for any other desires!
"Your past is truly pitiable."
Eiji pivoted his body. Within the black winds, countless emotions of sorrow and rage spread, likely due to the violent outburst of feelings.
He raised his blade straight ahead. Then, with a powerful step, he charged fearlessly into the black storm!
Though it was a nest of death, the moment Eiji breached it, the dark winds parted like seawater cleaved by the swiftly advancing sword. For an instant, the gleam of his blade captivated countless onlookers.
The black storm encountered a greater, overwhelming force. The sharp blade light seemed capable of cutting through anything, tearing the tempest apart in the blink of an eye—as if slicing through a cascading waterfall.
Two figures crossed paths mid-air.
Blood splattered across the sky.
"But people must still pay for the sins they've committed!"
Eiji murmured these words.
In the sky, Amane Shinomiya's maniacal laughter abruptly ceased.
The severed bodies and heads slowly fell, staining the battlefield crimson.
Human frailty is pitiable, worthy of compassion.
Yet their despicable deeds are unforgivable.
All unnatural phenomena dissipated like mirages.
The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and golden sunlight streamed through the gaps, heralding the finale of this contest.