"The power of a Vision... Is that the visitor from Hanamizaka?"
In this world, a person's attire often has a certain correlation with their elemental affinity.
It seemed that the fellow dressed as 'Battousai' possessed a Pyro Vision himself.
Recalling his subordinate's report, that behavior of sawing away as if no one else was present did indeed fit the personality of a Pyro Vision wielder.
"I should have had my men search him first."
Unlike the bewildered Shogunate troops on the shore, many on the ship began to cheer.
Even if they couldn't see exactly what had happened, the column of fire Bai Luo raised and the exploding Electro element were highly conspicuous in the dark night.
But Bai Luo, having blown up the Kamuijima Cannon, knew better than anyone that... there was more than one of these things.
*BOOM—*
A deafening clap of thunder resonated through the night sky as a deep purple sphere, flashing with lightning, arrived in response.
Had Bai Luo not been on high alert and intercepted it in time, this ship...
This shot brought the cheers on the ship to an abrupt halt. They remained in their celebratory poses, but their faces were now filled with a variety of expressions.
Shock, disbelief, despair, rage...
"Damn the Shogunate! Can't you just let us live?"
"Dogs of the Tenryou Commission! I won't forgive you even as a ghost!"
No one knew who started it, but the refugees grabbed whatever they could get their hands on.
As if to vent their anger, they threw objects toward the direction of Tatarasuna.
Their mouths were filled with all sorts of curses directed at the Shogunate.
The sound of heavy objects splashing into the water was endless.
But such actions were ultimately futile. Even if they picked up the weapons of the death-sworn soldiers, those sharp blades—which usually gave the refugees a sense of security—were useless against the Kamuijima Cannons.
Mirror light flickered, and Tatyana appeared beside Bai Luo, maintaining a praying posture.
The water curtain she raised could block even the thunderstorms surrounding Inazuma, so it could naturally withstand a few shots from the Kamuijima Cannons.
Yes, just a few.
Compared to the thunderstorms surrounding Inazuma, the Kamuijima Cannons sacrificed attack range for enhanced penetrating power.
They were weapons designed specifically for sieges and breaking ships.
The refugees initially thought the water curtain was another Shogunate trick, but once they realized it was protecting them, hope reappeared in their eyes.
"Lord Battousai! Please save us!"
Some even knelt in the direction of Bai Luo and Tatyana, who had revealed her true form, clasping their hands in prayer.
They didn't know if this person dressed as Battousai was truly the one rumored to have wounded a god, but he was clearly everyone's only hope.
Once the cooldown for [Fire of the Earth Core] ended, Bai Luo didn't hesitate; he aimed at a Kamuijima Cannon once again.
Using his previous experience, he specifically chose the moment the enemy was charging up to release the magma.
BOOM—
The collision of Fire and Thunder created a violent reaction. The forced knock-up from the [Fire of the Earth Core] and the Overloaded reaction between Electro and Pyro actually disabled another Kamuijima Cannon.
Seeing this, the officer standing on the shore gripped his sword a little tighter.
The value of a Kamuijima Cannon was extraordinarily high. If he let them get blown up like this, the consequences would be more than even he could bear.
"Orders: Realign all Kamuijima Cannons! I will explain things to General Masahito myself!"
The order to sink this refugee ship had come directly from the Clan Head, Kujou Takayuki, bypassing the frontline general, Kujou Masahito.
Because he knew his eldest son might not be entirely righteous, but he certainly wouldn't be capable of shelling civilians.
Things having reached this point, they had to do their utmost to sink the refugee ship; otherwise... the consequences would be too great for these soldiers to bear.
*Clack, clack, clack...*
The Kamuijima Cannons that were originally facing Yashiori Island and Nazuchi Beach turned their muzzles, aiming at the sea surface.
The officer didn't need to say a word; the ferry, encased in a water shield on the sea surface, stood out like a giant lightbulb.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!—
The remaining five Kamuijima Cannons fired simultaneously against the water curtain. Even though they didn't break the shield's defense, they caused Tatyana's praying hands to tremble visibly.
Anyone with eyes could see that if the Shogunate fired a few more rounds... the water curtain absolutely would not hold.
"Young man, you should run."
The old man clutching his musical instrument had come over at some point.
He looked at Bai Luo's right hand.
The arm, which had been quite fair when holding the erhu earlier, was now scorched black from slashing at the lightning sphere.
One could even see cracked, bloody wounds.
This young man, who seemingly could slash down even the anger of the Almighty Ogosho, was actually not as at ease as he appeared to everyone else.
"Run?"
Bai Luo was a cautious and timid man; he cherished his life more than anyone.
But... if there was even a sliver of hope, he would absolutely not run.
"Sigh."
The old man looked at his back. The words asking him to take the instrument to safety were ultimately left unspoken.
A new round of bombardment struck again. This time, Tatyana finally couldn't hold on. The water curtain flickered a few times before completely dissipating under the despairing gazes of the refugees.
Had Bai Luo not supported her in time, Tatyana likely would have collapsed to the deck.
*BOOM—*
Without Tatyana's water curtain, the fury of the Kamuijima Cannons finally burned its way onto the refugee-laden ferry.
Although Bai Luo tried his best to block two shells, two were his limit.
*Creaaak—*
Under the impact of the shells, a massive hole was torn into the ship's deck, and the hull tilted sharply.
Refugees standing nearby watching the commotion were instantly turned into charcoal by the lightning.
The flickering lightning was like a venomous snake, flashing relentlessly through the crowd.
Until a Reverse-Blade Sword slashed down.
Deep purple lightning gathered on the Reverse-Blade Sword in Bai Luo's hand, and with a casual swing, he slashed it into the sea.
If this were any other day, hitting an enemy ship like this would have elicited cheers from the Shogunate army.
But this time, the shore was dead silent.
The soldiers responsible for operating the Kamuijima Cannons mechanically repeated the actions of adjusting, charging, and firing.
On the ship, many people were screaming and crying.
They hugged their belongings tight, wanting to flee but not knowing how. The madmen who had been locked up were released by someone unknown. Holding hammers, awls, axes, and other tools given by the Shogunate, they swung them at the innocent people around them.
The old musician leaned calmly against the mast. This time, he didn't take out his shamisen, but instead produced a shakuhachi.
This instrument, which also originated from Liyue, was his favorite in ordinary times.
Since it was the end, he would play it one last time.
The desolate and vast melody echoed amidst the whispers of madmen and the wails of refugees, sounding exceptionally sorrowful.
It also made the lone figure facing the Kamuijima Cannons seem even more frail.
[A/N: The Kujou dogs are too much]
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