Chapter 270: The Cry of Cicadas - Kai’s Gamble! (I)
The world blazed under the fiery wrath of Rengoku's Bankai.
There was such heat that the entire region around Kai, from the hut to the river, rippled like the space over the fire.
Kai's tattered robes disintegrated, becoming ash. His entire body became dry instantly, his webbed hands and feet longing for the lost moistness.
The Golduck-Kai had finally shown its weakness.
With the use of the Forbidden Technique, Kai had already lost the use of his bodily functions.
Not to mention, the Skill, Little War Horn, had gone to Cooldown, taking away 3 points from his actual Active Attributes, other than Correspondence and Breath, for full 60 minutes!
At this point, Kai was the weakest he had ever been after arriving here.
Forget defending; it would be a miracle if he were to just stand up and move.
Yet, Kai wasn't a pathetic fool or weak-willed being. He wouldn't face such an absurdity as Demon Slayers using Bankai while kneeling and looking over his shoulder.
No. He must see in the eyes of his corrupted Unique Random World. He must get up!
Miracles often needed a spark of unyielding will to be born.