Akachi's hands dug into the dirt, angry at the reveal of this new opponent. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!"
Satsujin smiled down at the pitiful Akachi. "You're such a damn fool. Thinking you could just harm my revenant killers, and think I wouldn't take action. You've reached your limits Akachi, goodbye."
The man in the suit stabbing into Akachi twisted the blade, driving it closer to his heart.
"Mr. Tensai, shall I take this worthless tool to the academy we've built?"
Satsujin looked back, smiling. "Sure why not? After all, it's your academy, Gunma."
The man smiled, removing the strange knife.
Akachi's red eyes and veins burned brighter and brighter, becoming a dark color of crimson. "Who the fuck do you think you are, assuming I'm done!"
[Innate Skill: Blood Dynasty!]
Akachi's body heals, and his eyes look fotward as he stands up with an aura radiating pure unbridled bloodlust. "If you think I am gonna go down that easily, then do it properly you fucking psycho!"
[Artifact: Echoing Bloodblade has been summoned!]
The same jagged katana pulsed with Akachi, the veins along the edge of the blade's edge was like another heart. It was linked with Akachi.
Satsujin smirked at Akachi, still facing away from him. "Gunma." He called out to him.
Gunma immediately answered. "Yes sir?"
"Tame that foul beast while I help Azar and the others. Also make him go through your academy's rehabilitation." Satsujin spoke in a aggressive tone. It was not out of anger, but a command that needed to be seen through.
Gunma then smiles a twisted grin upon hearing the command from Satsujin. "Of course, Mr. Tensai!"
A blackened shroud of revenant surrounded Gunma as he felt Akachi's menacing presence. A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, as he saw Satsujin disappear. 'Looks like it's just me and this kid.' He thought to himself, still worried about the chance of Akachi beating him.
'Satsujin entrusted me with this monster, but I don't know how he was able to track Satsujin's group for so long and still stay hidden up until this very moment.'
[1st Bloodbath Formation: Bloodedge Surge!]
Akachi junoed high into the air, and swung his blade from a large distance. Gunma didn't even think to dodge, but that couldn't stop him from seeing a long-range alshing attack of blood being sent towards him.
The attack was quick, strong, and even wide enough to cover such a large distance. It lit up the sky with a red hue, alerting those nearby.
Gunma dodged the attack, but only with a cut grazing his right arm, the one holding the knife from before. Gunma thought that the attack didn't do much at first, but then his arm gives out.
'My arm, I can't move it even a little bit!"
Akachi dashes forward, slashing his bloodblade in a erratic, unpredictable motion. Trying to do anything to harm his opponent, but to his surprise Gunma dodges rather flawlessly.
"Too weak."
A black whip of dark energy crawls from the knife Gunma held, lashin out towards Akachi.
But he jumps away while swinging his sword, fending off the dark whip with vicious slashing motions.
Gunma looks at the whip, seeing it reduced to nothing within the few seconds he exchanged with Akachi's Bloodblade.
He smirks at his opponent and shouts to him in a loud, yet focused tone. "Looks like the rumors are true! The Fujimoto family is housing blood manipulating swordsmen!"
Akachi doesn't respond to the claim his opponent makes, only focusing on them with the intent to slaughter.
Gunma scratched his head, confused. 'Damn he really does have a solid grasp on his emotional state,' Gunma then cracks a wicked smile. 'but what happens when I tell him what I caught!'
Akachi sets his feet, ready to launch a counterattack against Gunma. "Enough talk, make your move before I end this!"
[3rd Bloodbath Formation: Sanguine Dash!]
Akachi tightens his grip on his Bloodblade, feeling like the fight was in his favor.
'He's decently strong, but simple to counter. It's his technique I have to be careful of, despite him being without a weapon.'
Akachi's jaw then tenses, angry with himself.
'But it atill doesn't, I'm still pissed at underestimating those revenant killers. The guy with the thunder and lightning made me reveal most of my techniques. But I still have the 2nd, 4th, and 5th Bloodbath Formations.'
A memory then flashes back in Akachi's mind. A memory of the meeting he had with Kenzo.
Akachi walks into a hospital, met with the horrible site of a bedridden Kodak and a pissed off Kenzo.
"Kenzo! What the hell happened!?" He asked, while rushing into the room towards Kenzo.
But he didn't answer, he could only be met with silence and a furious aura radiating from Kenzo's body.
Akachi went to pat his shoulder, trying comfort him. But instead, he was grabbed by his jacket.
Kenzo's hands tightly gripped the jacket as Akachi stayed calm. "Calm down, Kenzo. What happened to Kodak?"
Kenzo released Akachi, facing the wall with an angry tone and face.
"He was attacked by a group named 'The Revenant Killers'. And what makes it even worse is the fact an old friend of ours back in Seoul was behind my nephew's state!"
Kenzo slammed his fist through the wall, destroying it almost instantly. Akachi's eyes widen at the amount of revenant coursing through Kenzo's body.
'Jeez, never thought his base revenant would be this overwhelmingly powerful. It's like seeing an insurmountable mountain. Just being in the presence of said revenant gives me the chills.'
The wall then regenerates, almost like a liquid forming back into a solid object.
Akachi glanced at the wall, intrigued. 'So that's why Akira was needed... Cool.'
Kenzo quickly turns around facing him when a desperate face. "Akachi, I need a favor to ask of you." His hands tightly gripping his shoulders.
Akachi was surprised that someone as laid-back and unserious as Kenzo would be this desperate to ask him of all people. But regardless of what he thought, Akachi didn't care what the favor was. If it allowed him to avenge the battered and beatened Kodak Kawanari, he would do whatever it took to lay judgement on those deserving of his wrath.
Akachi stared intensely at Kenzo, matching the fire in his eyes. "Tell me what I need to do. And if it's revenge for whoever put Kodak and the others in this condition. I will tear through heaven and hell itself!"
[Innate Technique: Crimson Cleaver has been unlocked!]
Akachi's eyes then start to leak blood, a dark shade of crimson that only spread further across his body.
Kenzo's eyes widened, seeing the fiery look in his eyes. "Now I see why Kodak trusts you so damn well."
The flashback then ends, and Akachi dashes towards Gunma. He knew why he did this. Kenzo and the others knew why he had to. All that desperate training over that past couple months weren't for nothing.
Akachi's body dissipates into a bloody mist, and as he does this a cloud of the mist blinds Gunma.
He screamed in pain, feeling the blood vessels in his eyes exploding so violently. More blood gushed from his eyes as his vision disappeared completely.
"GAAAAAAHHHH MY EYES!"
Gunma's screams echoing through the empty city of Nagano. But despite those few civilians watching Akachi's defiance against Gunma, no one came to aid either of them.
Akachi then appears in front of Gunma, almost like the mist created him. "Ima gonna kill you in the most brutal way you could imagine. No one is coming to save you. No one is going to intervene. I will take my time with killing you, and the same fate will happen to Satsujin."
Gunma then started laughing, a sick, and twisted laugh. It made Akachi even more pissed off. "WHAT'S SO DAMN FUNNY!?" He yelled, demanding Gunma tell him while his keft tightly gripped his throat.
Gunma's body suddenly glows a bright color of white. "You think I'd fight a monster such as yourself alone?" His eyes then open as the blood vessels begin to heal rather quickly.
Akachi's senses then pick up multiple different people surrounding him. Not of any revenant killers. But people dressed in suits like Gunma.
The three figures he sensed were mainly Korean men and a single Chinese women.
The men dressed in a dark blue suit, and their presence gave Akachi a gut wrenching feeling in his stomach. Except for a few.
Akachi then looked up, sensing two others. He saw a muscular woman and a skinny man dressed in white and red suits. The women had long, black hair. It was tied up into a messy bun. She wore glasses over her blue, emotionless eyes. Her arms were so big and muscular, that they were visible through her suit's sleeves.
Akachi then looked over at the skinny man. His hair was a dark brown and short, simliar to a warrior's cut. Yet, slightly longer. He had dark yellow eyes that had way more depth and emotion than the woman.
Something was clearly wrong with this people coming to aid Gunma.
Akachi looks down on Gunma, seeing that he still had his left hand around his throat. Akachi's right hand then gripped tightly around the blood blade, he knew what to do. After all, it made his job easier.
"Goodbye, shithead." Akachi said while lifting the edge of his blade to slit Gunma's throat. It mad him slightly uneasy. "You all seem pretty content with me slashing his throat."
One of the men in the dark blue suits then spoke up. "Do it, he was too weak anyways. Barely even considered to be within our ranks. So do us a favor and end his pitiful existence."
Akachi's eyes widened upon hearing the words from the emotionless man in the blue suits. "Y-You're kidding right!? He's a comrade of yours, a fellow human being."
The man in the white suit then yawned out loud, showing his boredom. "JUST GET IT OVER WITH! I'M TIRED OF BEING BLUE-BALLED, SO SHOW ME THAT BLOODTHIRSTY ATTITUDE!"
Gunma's eyes then widened upon hearing the man in the white suit's demands. "KURAYAMI, ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!? AFTER ALL, THAT PROGRESS WE MADE. YOU'RE JUST GONNA THROW ME ASIDE!?"
The man in the white suit just smiled a twisted grin. "You should remember that we don't keep overused assets. Especially, a low-tier S-Rank such as yourself."
The yellow glow of Kurayami's eyes gazed upon Akachi, sending chills down his entire body. "Do it boy, gut him like the nameless fish he is."
Akachi's skin crawled with disgust, but he knew what needed to be done. 'Sorry Kodak. I know I promised to be more benevolent, but i'm not merciful like you.'
He then lifted up his blade, about to slice through Gunma's neck, but something then happened.
A pain that pierced through Akachi's entire body. He then slowly looked down, seeing the bloody knuckles of a fist covered in his crimson blood.
He then looked behind, seeing the Kurayami piercing through his chest.
Gunma then smiled as his wounds fully disappear. "Looks like I still have some usefulness left in me!"
[Innate Skill: Lashing Darkness!]
A prickly whip of a dark energy suddenly appeared, and Gunma's wrist snapped as the whip crackled towards Akachi's throat.
Akachi just smiled as his blood began to harden. Making the shade of crimson turn even blacker and blacker, until it was nothing but a pitch black tone.
His veins and eyes followed the same color as the hardened blood.
[Innate skill: Veinlink!]
[Your bloodblade's true name is being revealed!]
Akachi's blade slices through the whip, along with Gunma's arm. Blood drains from the severed arm, fuelling both Akachi and his blade.
Kurayami attempts to throw another punch that aimed for Akachi's skull.
The white suited woman and the three other men then rushed in to aid Kurayami. But they weren't quick enough.
Kurayami then felt the blood in Akachi's chest not only harden, but sharpen itself.
It felt like millions of highly precise, yet large blades stabbed into his arm.
The lunch Kurayami tried to throw was then blocked by Akachi's bloodblade. "That was just dumb.
[4th Bloodbath Formation: Bloodbind Slash!]
A red tendril then lashed out from the blade as Kurayami's punch was blocked. He tried to reel his other arm that was lodged in Akachi's chest, but the pain amplified. Only being met with more of the painful sensation of being stabbed.
Kurayami's face was annoyed as he yelled, "LET ME GO GODDAMNIT!"
Akachi then shrugged. "Nah, plus I think you're a little too attached at the moment."
A blue screen from the system then appeared, showing a delightful message from Akachi's perspective.
[Echoing Bloodblade ---> Crimson Fang!]
"Feast, Crimson Fang."
The whip-like extension from Crimson Fang then transformed into a jaw filled with sharp fangs. Kurayami's other arm was then devoured.
The blade grew in size slightly, and Akachi felt his power climbing back up, almost at full strength.
Kurayami's bloodcurdling screams of pain echoed through the torn city of Nagano as his vision began to fade and his arms fell limp. Almost like they lost their feeling completely and instantly.
Akachi then grabbed Kurayami's other arm lodged in his chest, tearing it off as the grotesque sounds and noises of flesh and bones were torn apart.
The hole in his chest then healed as Akachi felt the others rushing in to aid Kurayami.
The woman the in white suit jumped through the air as one of the men in the dark blue suits rushed in behind Akachi as a distraction.
[2nd Bloodbath Formation: Hemoblade Shatter!]
Crimson Fang was stabbed into the ground as dark crimson spikes erupted through the ground.
The woman jumped around the spikes, using rather advanced footwork to dodge around the oncoming spikes.
A warning then appeared from the system, alerting the woman.
[Skill: Combat sense is detecting someone from behind!]
Akachi grippe his blade tightly as he swung his blade across, trying to tear through the woman dressed in a white suit.
[1st Bloodbath Formation: Bloodedge Surge!]
But to his surprise the woman turned around immediately and block the attack with her forearm. Her arm wasn't even scratched, it made Akachi slightly nervous that she was able to do it so effortlessly.
Akachi then tensed his legs as he hits a backflip, dodging any attack that the woman could follow up with.
The woman's face then looked at him with surprise. 'To think he could attack so aggressively with such precision and still dodge in the same motion. He's dangerously skilled and capable.'
Akachi then heard Kurayami yell at the woman in anger. "Lìhuǐ, what the fuck are you doing!? End this with your innate technique!"
Lìhuì rolled her eyes in annoyance towards Kurayami. "Stop ordering me around just cause the boss favors you. I'm still a higher rank than you."
Kurayami's jaw gritted as his teeth grinded against one another. "JUST KNOCK HIM UNCONSCIOUS ALREADY!"
Lìhuì scoffed at Kurayami, even more annoyed. "Whatever."