The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 123

Chapter 123: What Bl00d Connects

“I see. You plan to send me and the vessel back to the road of Yomi.”

The force of my kick was stopped. Bones shot out from every part of the armor, piercing the Gate of Yomi and halting its movements.

Just as I was about to kick again, the dragon’s head bit down on me from the side. While holding me in its jaws, it pulled away, and Yomi made another dragon spit out a heat ray, then restored himself at a different position.

“Indeed, if that happens and the Gate is sealed, I won’t be able to interfere. But…”

As I slashed the dragon with my twin swords, another dragon’s head that Yomi had created bit into my limbs. Cold air from Yomi flowed through the dragon’s fangs.

“The output is decreasing significantly… It seems you’ve reached your limit.”

“Ugh…”

“But, you are not to be underestimated.”

The dragon from the Gate of Yomi formed eight heads, and the dragons relentlessly showered me with lightning and heat rays. The dragons holding my limbs were joined by more corpses, which bound me even further.

“I will keep binding you until you exhaust all your strength.”

“Gaa… Ughhh!”

Pain and shock hit me through my armor. The pain felt like a hot iron was pressed against my head, and I was about to lose consciousness.

(St…still…)

The sensation in my limbs began to fade. The cold spread through my body, and the heat from my extremities disappeared, causing my awareness to become blurry.

(…)

All sensation disappeared. The sounds, the heat, and even the sense of touch vanished, and I no longer knew if I was standing or if anything was around me.

(…?)

Just when I thought everything had vanished, I felt a slight tingling in my chest. It was like a light shining in the darkness.

(This is…)

I reached out for the light. The sensations that had vanished slowly returned, like bl00d circulating again and heat coming back to my body.

As I reached for the light, it turned into a short sword and settled in my hand. As the lost sensations returned with a surge of lightning-like energy, I saw figures before me. They were people I shouldn’t have recognized, yet they felt familiar.

“You… no way…”

Yomi murmured, then urged the dragons to attack. One of the figures, made of light, raised a hand, and a light barrier appeared, blocking the dragons.

One of them stepped forward and, through their helmet, gently touched my cheek. Their figure, smiling kindly, seemed to dissolve into the short sword I was holding.

“U… Oooooooo!!”

I gathered the power of the Eight Thunder Gods into the short sword. The sword became a massive lightning blade, shattering the dragon’s head. I then slashed through the dragons that had been biting into my limbs, breaking their hold.

“Impossible… You should have already reached your limit!”

“That’s right… But there are times when a person has to push forward no matter what! Eight Thunder Gods!”

Lightning gathered into the short sword. The energy, which had been in the form of lightning, transformed into a solid sword.

It was the sword that Kamishiro’s ancestors wielded, the one sent by the gods of the heavens to subdue the chaos and creatures that ravaged the earth.

The Eight Thunder Gods of Yomi, transformed into the heavenly thunder, became Kamishiro’s inherited blade, which purges all filth.

“Divine Power Restoration, ‘Futsu no Mitama’!”

The divine thunder illuminated the Gate of Yomi.