Bab 41: Ch 36 Shikigami Conquest
As ichiro stretch both of his hand he then start chanting
In the shadows deep, where darkness reigns,
The Black Tortoise wakes, unchained.
With scales of night and eyes ablaze,
From depths below, its power raise.
Ancient guardian of the underworld's might,
Hear my call on this moonless night.
With whispered words and blood-stained hands,
Bring forth the terror that no mortal understands.
By earth and water, by blood and bone,
The Black Tortoise, let your presence be known.
With jaws that crush and claws that rend,
Oblivion's harbinger, our foe's end.
Rise, oh creature of dread and woe,
From the abyss where nightmares grow.
For we beckon thee with this chant's decree,
Black Tortoise, arise, and set our enemies free.
"I sommun thee, come forth Black tortoise!"
As Ichiro summoned the Black Tortoise, he observed as he's shadow expanded, a familiar occurrence that no longer surprised him. From within the shadow emerged a formidable figure: a Black Tortoise with spiked shell and a long snake coiled around its body, matching in color and menace. Standing at a towering 8 feet with its four legs firmly planted, it exuded a terrifying aura, its black skin resembling the depths of the abyss. Despite the intimidating sight, Ichiro remained composed, his mind already strategizing on how to confront the shikigami.
"Hoh, so this is the Black Tortoise," Ichiro remarked coolly, eyeing the creature before him. "Given that it has a snake wrapped around its body, it probably has no weak spot to exploit, and I don't know its abilities yet. It's best to let my shikigami test it first."
As Ichiro spoke, the Black Tortoise regarded him with cold, unblinking eyes, its imposing presence seeming to fill the space around them. The snake hissed softly, its tongue flickering as if sensing the tension in the air. It was a silent acknowledgment of the impending battle, a challenge that both Ichiro and his opponent were ready to face
As Ichiro uttered the names of his shikigami, the air crackled with energy, and his loyal shikigami materialized before him.
"Skoll and Hati, Griffin, Baku," Ichiro commanded.
Without hesitation, his shikigami leaped into action, attacking the Black Tortoise with precision and coordination. Griffin soared into the sky, its majestic form casting a shadow over the battlefield, while Hati replicated itself, creating a mini version of fierce wolves to assail the enemy. Baku summoned its minions, ethereal beings that swarmed around the Black Tortoise, gnashing their teeth in anticipation.
To Ichiro's surprise, most of the attacks from Hati, Griffin, and Baku seemed to have little effect on the Black Tortoise. Its formidable shell remained unscathed, and it stood its ground against the onslaught.
"Hmm, that Black Tortoise is quite durable," Ichiro mused, his excitement plastered on his face. "Does its ability have something to do with enhancing its durability or something?"
As Ichiro spoke, he observed the Black Tortoise closely, searching for any signs of weakness or clues to its abilities. Meanwhile, his shikigami continued their relentless assault, determined to uncover the secrets of their formidable opponent.
As Ichiro observed the Black Tortoise's movements, his interest was piqued by its sudden charge towards Baku. With relentless determination, the massive creature barreled towards the shikigami, ignoring the futile attempts of the minions to impede its progress. Baku stood its ground, but the impact of the Black Tortoise's attack caused significant damage to its left shoulder, eliciting a pained groan from the shikigami.
Before the Black Tortoise could follow up with another assault, Griffin swooped in, disrupting its balance with a well-timed aerial maneuver. Hati's wolves joined the fray, swarming around the Black Tortoise and harrying it from all sides. Despite their efforts, Ichiro noticed that none of his shikigami were able to inflict substantial harm on the creature. Even Griffin's disruptions were only temporary, and the Black Tortoise remained resilient.
"Hmm, this is not what I expected," Ichiro murmured "None of my shikigami can actually hurt it. Griffin can mostly disrupt it, but that's mostly it. Aside from that, its attacks are useless."
With a resigned sigh, Ichiro realized that he would have to face the Black Tortoise alone. It was a daunting prospect, but he was prepared to do whatever it took to emerge victorious against this formidable adversary.
With a surrendering sigh, Ichiro began to stride purposefully towards the Black Tortoise, his three shikigami converging around him. As he walked, they seamlessly melded into his shadow, their essences merging with his own. With a practiced motion, Ichiro reached out and touched his shadow, his hand disappearing into its depths.
As he withdrew his hand, a gleaming sword materialized in his grasp, its blade radiating with a potent energy. Ichiro examined the weapon with a sense of quiet resolve as he continued his advance towards the Black Tortoise.
"You see," Ichiro explained, his voice calm yet filled with conviction, "this sword is called Solid Strike Cleaver. Its ability allows me to cut through even the toughest materials or obstacles in this world. It's the opposite of the Split Soul Katana, which severs souls themselves."
A/N hey guys Author here I just want to let you know that I'll be changing the property of the solid strike cleaver I want this sword to be the opposite of the Split soul katana, the previous ability of solid strike cleaver is to cut any hard object,so I changed it so that not only hard object but also tough living curse spirit aswell or anything actually, so in short the solid strike cleaver allows the user to cut solid object or curse spirit
As Ichiro began explaining the capabilities of his sword to the Black Tortoise, a sudden surge of cursed energy erupted from within him, flowing into Solid Strike Cleaver with an ominous intensity. The air crackled with dark power as Ichiro's gaze narrowed, his focus squarely on his imposing adversary.
"So, I'm quite curious," Ichiro remarked, his voice tinged with a hint of determination. "Given that you're quite tough, I thought that maybe this sword can cut you? Well, there's only one way to find out, right?"
With a decisive motion, Ichiro pointed Solid Strike Cleaver upward, channeling the swirling currents of cursed energy into a focused attack. As he unleashed a downward slash towards the Black Tortoise, the dark energy erupted from the blade in a fan-shaped wave, hurtling towards its intended target.
Anticipating the attack, the Black Tortoise leaped to the side, but to its surprise, Ichiro was already waiting, his sword poised for another strike. With lightning reflexes, Ichiro attempted to target the creature's leg, but a sudden movement caught his eye.
'This will be a bit troublesome, if that's the case then,' Ichiro mused inwardly.
Reacting swiftly, Ichiro deflected the snake's counterattack, his mind racing as he formulated his next move.
"Red Dragon," Ichiro commanded.
Instantly, his shadow expanded, and from within emerged the imposing head of a dragon, its jaws gaping wide. With a swift motion, the Red Dragon lunged towards the Black Tortoise, attempting to ensnare it within its fiery maw. However, to Ichiro's dismay, the Black Tortoise became stuck in the dragon's mouth, thwarting its attempt to consume its prey.
Undeterred, the Red Dragon unleashed a torrent of scorching flames, aiming to incinerate its captive foe. Yet, much to Ichiro's surprise, the Black Tortoise withstood the inferno, its resilience defying the fiery onslaught.
Ichiro pondered his next move, realizing that defeating the Black Tortoise would require all of his cunning and strength.
"Oh, what a surprise. It seems you're quite tough," Ichiro remarked, his voice tinged with a mix of admiration and determination. "Red Dragon, throw it."
Responding to his master's command, the Red Dragon seized the Black Tortoise in its jaws and hurled it high into the air. As the creature soared overhead, Ichiro took a moment to steady himself, drawing in a deep breath and focusing his concentration.
"Alright then," Ichiro muttered, his voice steady as he prepared to unleash his next attack. With practiced precision, he gathered the swirling currents of cursed energy within himself, condensing them into a single point of intense power.
With a resolute exhale, Ichiro released the gathered energy directly towards the airborne Black Tortoise. Caught off guard and with no means of evasion, the creature could only brace itself as the concentrated blast of cursed energy slammed into its body.
"You may be tough, but you're not invincible, right?" Ichiro remarked, his tone a mix of challenge and determination.
As the Black Tortoise's body plummeted back to the ground, Ichiro observed with a mixture of surprise and excitement. Despite the ferocity of his attack, the creature had endured, albeit with slight grazes marring its formidable exterior.
"Damn this shikigami," Ichiro muttered inwardly, his excitement mounting. "That amount of cursed energy could level a mountain, and you just took it like it was nothing."
As Ichiro's grin widened with each passing moment, he couldn't help but admire the resilience of the Black Tortoise.
"But sadly, I already set my plans. I only need to buy some time," Ichiro thought to himself, his determination unwavering.
With a swift motion, Ichiro gathered the same cursed energy he had unleashed moments before, dispersing it in a wide arc around them.
"All right, it's now set. Now I just need some time before it takes effect," Ichiro declared, his voice confident and determined.
Drawing his sword, Ichiro dashed towards the Black Tortoise, ready to engage in combat once more. In response, the Black Tortoise launched its own attack, its massive form bearing down on Ichiro with menacing intent.
As Ichiro closed in on his adversary, the snake coiled around the snake on the Black Tortoise's body lunged forward, aiming to sink its fangs into Ichiro's flesh. However, to its surprise, its attack was thwarted as Ichiro's form shimmered with a protective barrier of cursed energy.
"Surprised? Well, that's because I've covered myself with cursed energy, so I doubt you could bypass it," Ichiro taunted, his voice laced with confidence.
With each strike and parry, Ichiro's determination burned brighter, knowing that every moment bought brought him closer to victory. He remained focused on his goal, prepared to outmaneuver and outlast his formidable opponent until his plans came to fruition.
After Ichiro successfully landed an attack on the Black Tortoise, he couldn't contain his amazement at the effectiveness of his strategy.
"Wow, to think it would actually work. Now, this changes the game to a whole different level," Ichiro exclaimed, his voice filled with a mix of surprise and excitement.
With newfound determination, Ichiro pressed forward, aiming to capitalize on his advantage. However, the Black Tortoise, sensing the danger, quickly backed away, creating distance between them.
Undeterred by the retreat, Ichiro remained focused, his confidence unwavering.
"Heh, even if you backed away, I've already made the preparations. It's all a matter of time before it works," Ichiro declared, his tone laced with certainty.
As he watched the Black Tortoise retreat, Ichiro's eyes gleamed with determination. He knew that victory was within reach, and he was prepared to see his plans through to the end, no matter the obstacles that stood in his way.
With each passing moment, Ichiro remained poised and ready, knowing that his patience and preparation would ultimately lead him to triumph over his formidable adversary.
As Ichiro menacingly glared at the Black Tortoise, he focused his energy, gathering the swirling currents of cursed power into a single, concentrated point. The Black Tortoise, sensing the impending danger, moved to intercept Ichiro, charging at him with astonishing speed.
"Wow, it's already received a massive amount of damage, but to think it can still run, and it seems it's not showing any tiredness," Ichiro observed, his mind racing to assess the situation. "Now I'm sure its ability revolve around enhancing itself"
As Ichiro pondered the Black Tortoise's abilities, a sudden jolt rocked him as he was unexpectedly tossed to the side. Confusion and alarm flashed across his face as he struggled to comprehend what had just occurred.
"What? What just happened?" Ichiro exclaimed, his voice tinged with disbelief
"I was just looking at the Black Tortoise. Is there another enemy!?"
As Ichiro's gaze darted frantically from side to side, searching for the culprit behind the sudden attack, his eyes widened in realization as he spotted the Black Tortoise occupying his previous position.
"I see, so it was you," Ichiro muttered, a mixture of surprise and admiration coloring his voice. "And to think you're not only durable but quite fast too. Interesting."
A wry smile crossed Ichiro's lips as he assessed his formidable opponent. Despite the surprise attack, he remained undeterred, his determination burning brighter than ever.
"Well then, let's see how long you can fight," Ichiro challenged, his voice dripping with anticipation. "You better not disappoint me."
Bab 42: Ch 37 Shikigami Conquest
As the black tortoise and Ichiro locked eyes, a tense silence engulfed the battlefield. Their gazes pierced through the chaos surrounding them, each assessing the other's strength and resolve. Suddenly, with a burst of movement, they clashed, sending shockwaves rippling through the air.
Cracks formed and debris scattered as their blows collided with ferocious intensity. The ground trembled beneath their feet with each strike, creating a battlefield fraught with danger. Amidst the chaos, Ichiro's keen eyes caught something unexpected.
"Damn," he muttered under his breath, barely audible over the din of battle. "This one is more resilient than I anticipated. Even after receiving that kind of damage, it can still fight."
His realization echoed in his mind as he dodged another powerful blow from the black tortoise, his thoughts racing as he recalibrated his strategy on the fly. Each moment was crucial as they continued their fierce combat, locked in a struggle where every move could mean victory or defeat.
As Ichiro's grin stretched wider, he unleashed a torrent of cursed energy, suffusing the air with cursed energy. The black tortoise, sensing the surge of malevolent energy, attempted to strike Ichiro with its coiling snake appendage, hoping to disrupt his concentration. However, before it could land a blow, the snake abruptly froze in place, ensnared by a colossal spectral hand.
"Heh, surprised?" Ichiro's voice dripped with satisfaction as he seized control of the situation.
With a commanding gesture, Ichiro ordered his special grade to hurl the black tortoise using the snake that bound it. With a mighty heave, the creature obeyed, launching the tortoise skyward. As the black tortoise soared through the air, seemingly weightless, Ichiro seized the opportunity to summon his loyal shikigami.
"Griffin!"
As Ichiro spoke the name, his shadow expanded, absorbing all the cursed energy he had unleashed earlier. Simultaneously, the griffin materialized, its form exuding a more formidable aura than before. Its talons glinted ominously, poised to rend any prey in its path.
"Heh, it's a good thing I've mastered the art of strengthening them with cursed energy," Ichiro remarked, a sinister gleam in his eyes. "But you see, there's a catch. While they do grow stronger with the refinement and potency of my cursed energy, I've deliberately halted their progress using my cursed energy manipulation. Why, you ask? Because where's the fun in ending the fight too quickly? I want my opponents to have a fighting chance, to savor the thrill of the battle"
His words dripped with malice as he explained his twisted logic, reveling in the anticipation of the clash yet to come. The black tortoise, momentarily stunned by Ichiro's revelation, gathered itself for another assault, sensing that the true test of strength was still ahead. As the tension mounted, Ichiro's grin widened, eager to prolong the excitement of the confrontation.
The Griffin, its majestic form illuminated against the backdrop of the sky, soared with purpose, knowing instinctively what its master desired. With a graceful motion, it ascended into the atmosphere, positioning itself for a rapid descent akin to a peregrine falcon in pursuit of its prey.
As it hurtled earthward, the Griffin's speed surpassed even that of lightning, a blur of motion as it closed in on the black tortoise. With precision born of years of loyalty and training, the Griffin extended its razor-sharp talons, slicing through the air with deadly intent. The impact was swift and decisive as it tore a chunk from the black tortoise's armored shell, eliciting a roar of pain from its formidable adversary.
"Nice one, Griffin," Ichiro praised, his voice tinged with satisfaction as he observed the successful strike. "But that should be enough for now. My plan has already succeeded."
With a nod of approval, Ichiro signaled for the Griffin to stand down, content in the knowledge that their objective had been achieved. As the dust settled and the battlefield quieted, Ichiro's gaze remained fixed on his fallen opponent, his mind already racing with plans for the next phase of their deadly game.
Heeding its master's order, the Griffin gracefully descended to land by Ichiro's side, seamlessly melding into his shadow as if it were a natural extension of his being. Meanwhile, the black tortoise, despite the grievous wound inflicted upon it, refused to yield. With a resolute determination, it rose from the earth and charged towards Ichiro, its eyes burning with unyielding resolve.
"Heh," Ichiro scoffed, his laughter echoing across the battlefield like a chilling refrain. "You can still fight, even after receiving that amount of damage? Impressive, I'll give you that."
His voice dripped with mockery as he watched the black tortoise press forward, undeterred by its injuries. But beneath the facade of amusement, a flicker of respect shimmered in Ichiro's eyes.
"I commend you for your resilience," he admitted, a hint of grudging admiration coloring his tone. "But that's all there is to it, isn't it?"
With a dismissive wave of his hand, Ichiro prepared to face the black tortoise's renewed onslaught, confident in his ability to emerge victorious.
As Ichiro's words hung in the air, he surged forward with lethal intent, his sword gleaming in the sunlight as he aimed for the black tortoise's leg. The creature, caught off guard by Ichiro's sudden onslaught, attempted to evade the strike, but to its astonishment, its movements seemed sluggish, its reflexes dulled compared to earlier.
Seizing the opportunity presented by the black tortoise's confusion, Ichiro's blade sliced through the air with deadly precision, cleaving through the creature's leg with a sickening crunch. As the black tortoise recoiled, attempting to create distance between them, it felt an unexpected weight pressing down upon its body, as if the very air had grown heavy with foreboding.
"You must be wondering why you suddenly become weak," Ichiro remarked, his voice dripping with amusement as he observed the black tortoise's confusion. Sensing the creature's bewilderment, he halted his advance, allowing a momentary reprieve in their deadly dance of combat.
"Remember when I concentrated all my cursed energy to a single point and fired it at you, and you had no choice but to take that attack?" Ichiro's voice sliced through the tense air, his words calculated and precise. "Well, the thing is, given that you're pretty durable, I knew that attack wouldn't outright defeat you. But it was enough to graze you, and that's all I needed."
A sly grin played across Ichiro's lips as he continued, his eyes locking onto the black tortoise's gaze. "I took the chance to leave some cursed energy residue earlier in the graze on your body. Then, slowly but surely, I manipulated them into entering your body and taking control."
The black tortoise's eyes widened in realization, a mixture of anger and disbelief flickering across its features as it struggled to comprehend Ichiro's cunning strategy.
"But the last nail in the coffin," Ichiro's voice lowered to a sinister whisper, "was when I unleashed a huge amount of cursed energy just now. That surge of power hastened my plan, accelerating the control I have over you."
A sense of dread washed over the black tortoise as it realized the extent of Ichiro's manipulation. Its movements grew sluggish, its once formidable strength waning under the weight of Ichiro's mastery over cursed energy.
As Ichiro finished his explanation, the black tortoise's disbelief morphed into a seething rage, fueling its desire to retaliate against its cunning adversary. With a snarl, it launched itself at Ichiro, intent on tearing him apart. Yet, to its astonishment, it found itself rooted to the ground, unable to move even a single inch.
Ichiro approached the immobilized black tortoise, his gaze cold and calculating. "You see now?" he taunted, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "This is checkmate. There's no way you could defeat me in your current state."
A sense of dread washed over the black tortoise as Ichiro's words sank in, realizing the extent of his control over its very being. It struggled against the invisible force binding it, but to no avail.
"I can make you as soft as butter or as hard as a rock," Ichiro continued, his tone dripping with malice. "In other words, I'm the one who is in control of your body."
The black tortoise's defiance wavered in the face of Ichiro's overwhelming power, its once formidable strength reduced to nothing more than a puppet dancing at the mercy of its master's strings. With a sinking heart, it realized that in this deadly game of dominance, it was Ichiro who held all the cards.
With a defiant glare, the black tortoise struggled to stand, but Ichiro's foot pressed firmly against its head, forcing it back down. "Don't even bother fighting me," Ichiro sneered, his voice laced with contempt. "You know it's futile."
Ignoring the black tortoise's futile attempts at resistance, Ichiro regarded it with a resolute grin. "So what will it be?" he taunted, his eyes boring into the creature's soul.
Realizing the futility of its defiance, the black tortoise's resolve crumbled, its body sagging against the unforgiving ground. With a resigned acceptance, it surrendered to the inevitable.
As Ichiro watched, a triumphant grin spread across his face. The black tortoise's form began to shift, transforming into a swirling mass of black substance that slithered into Ichiro's shadow, merging with it seamlessly
As the black tortoise's essence merged seamlessly into Ichiro's shadow, he released a contented sigh, his body relaxing as the tension of battle ebbed away. Sitting upon the ground, he reflected on the formidable resilience of his vanquished foe.
"That black tortoise is a bit tougher than I anticipated," Ichiro mused aloud, his voice tinged with a hint of admiration. "Probably tougher than any shikigami I've encountered before. Withstanding that concentrated cursed energy... it's truly a different beast."
His thoughts lingered on the power and durability displayed by the black tortoise, a worthy adversary that had pushed him to his limits. Despite the challenge it posed, Ichiro couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at overcoming such a formidable foe.
"Well then, let's go home for now, Griffin," Ichiro declared, summoning his loyal shikigami. With a graceful motion, he mounted the Griffin's back, ready to depart from the battlefield and return to the sanctuary of his home.
As they soared through the sky, Ichiro's mind drifted to thoughts of rest and relaxation, a well-deserved respite after the day's trials. Upon arriving home, he retired to his room, sinking into the comfort of his bed with a weary sigh.
"Finally," he murmured to himself, closing his eyes as sleep beckoned. "I can rest. Tomorrow, I'll continue my conquest of taming shikigami." With that thought, he surrendered to the embrace of slumber, his dreams filled with visions of future battles yet to come.
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