Chapter 406: Rest
ARTHUR HAD FORGOTTEN A LOT about this creature’s antics. It was a prideful Tailed Beast that detested the name "Four-Tails," and often liked to boast. It also harboured a deep hatred for man and believed that apes were more intelligent. Trying to call it by name now would do little to nothing.
And the problem it had with Arthur was that it could sense whether someone had high regards for its kind. Arthur did not; he called it a devil, thus hurting its pride.
Suddenly, from within the mist created by the collision, a large palm struck and sent him flying into the side of the mountain. The force of the hit was strong enough to bruise bones and shake his body.
’Regenerative healing...’
As his wounds began to heal, Arthur’s blood also began to boil. Not from pain but from the thrill of the fight. It had been a long time since anyone could actually land that hard of a blow to injure him. The damages showed that the battle was going to push him, and he welcomed it.
Boom!
Breaking through the crater left by the impact, he rose into the air and summoned the Blade of Chaos. The weapon’s appearance alone was enough to make the Four-Tails wary.
"Floral mountain jutsu!"
A smaller volcano formed instantly behind the Four-Tails, exploding violently and sending molten rocks flying forward like the petals of a giant flower. Arthur swung his blade in response, slashing through the rocks. And as he did, corrosive bubbles formed that met the molten rocks with a hiss.
Once again, a massive cloud of steam enveloped the battlefield in thick mist. From the haze, the Four-Tails emerged with its mouth wide open, ready to swallow Arthur whole.
’Smoke jutsu...’
At the last possible moment, Arthur transformed his body into smoke just as the beast’s jaws closed around him. The Four-Tails began to chew, expecting to break flesh. Instead, it found nothing solid.