Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 149 - Untempered Tempers

“Do me a favour and stand right there,” I said en route towards him. “I’m gonna unalive you a little bit.”

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In case it wasn’t obvious by now, I made up my mind to use my talents to wreck the metaphorical shit of this giant. The blessings I got from the goddess, were supposed to be used for destroying the faeces of people like these, right?

Boom!

I crashed into the giant with my bronze sabre in hand. The impact knocked the latter back a few meters. His weight alone did most of the work of preventing him from going any further.

Obesity strikes again… ah, who am I kidding? This man’s all muscle.

“Why you—”

The brute raised his giant cleaver overhead after successfully blocking the sabre strike, but before he could bring it down.

“Breaking Mundane Forging Heaven, First Forging, Nine Tempers!”

A cold declaration rang out—it was mine if it wasn’t obvious—followed by a devastating power that filled the sabre in my eleven-year-old hands.

Vrrrm!

Sabre intent flooded the sabre as well, imbuing it with the destructive nature innate to all sabres!

I became aware of one thing. The Breaking Mundane Forging Heaven was a technique that focused mainly on forging.

However, in reference to its offensive aspect, it focused more on breaking its opponent through a destructive forging of them.

It could be thought of as how lightning tribulations could help one to get stronger. However, when the heavens truly wish to kill someone, that boon would swiftly turn to poison instead, turning the former high probability of living through it to near nil.

It was this ‘poison’ of the forging world that I was using against this enemy of mine. In addition, like most forging techniques, it was more apt to be used in conjunction with a hammer rather than a sabre.

As a result, the technique’s power was lessened in my hands as a result. This was why sabre intent was employed with such steadfast resolve. This made it so that the power lost from me not using a hammer wouldn’t be hard felt.

‘One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine Tempers!’

B-B-B-B-Bam!

The flurry of slashes hammered the giant’s cleaver, causing it to tremble in his hand whilst the last Ninth Temper materialised as an overhead slash, crashing down. This time, the blade was aimed towards his head!

It came down with the intention to split him in two.

Feeling mortal danger to this slash, the giant raised his giant cleaver to block it!

“Ugh!”

Bam!

The power behind the blow caused his feet to sink a meter into the ground! The giant’s bone cleaver creaked under the weight of the sabre!

“Aaaaahh!!”

The somatic essence in the giant’s body roared as the massive muscles that decked his body rippled to his commands.

“Away!” He swung the cleaver, flinging me away like a turd in the wind.

“How are you so strong!?” He roared.

“I embarked on the sadomasochism dao. I can help you get started, but I must insist that you bring your own buttplug.”

“Argh!” He roared in rage and charged after me once more. Something tells me he didn’t quite believe me.

“Are you an advocate for sharing is caring?”

My last line caused a vein to bulge on his forehead and his swing to go wide. Because of this, I was able to execute a dodge by the skin of my teeth.

Completing this, I whispered under my breath. “First Forging, Nine Tempers.”

Shu!

The air screamed as the sabre tore through its domain with wanton ferocity!

However, I didn’t strike him just yet.

No, not yet.

I had something special in mind for him.

I realised something when I struck him before and even when I was forging and tempering myself.

The Breaking Mundane Forging Heaven technique was mostly used for tempering. It was designed to continuously strike thus tempering its own power in the process and using the remnant energy to add on to the next temper.

This acted as a safeguard for the user, as without the counterbalance of the previous temper to enervate the current one, the user’s body could be torn apart under the strain.

I blazed through the Tempers without my strikes hitting anything to see just how much unrestrained and untempered Tempers I could unleash to bring this giant low.

Vrrm!

The full power of an untempered Second Temper allowed me to feel just how powerful this Temper truly was. Without the buffer of the First Temper, it felt like I was unleashing a slightly stronger Second Temper, no big deal.

Shu!

The emergence of the unrestrained Third Temper ramped it up to feeling like I was employing the strength of the Fourth Temper. This was obviously bearable.

Shu!

The untempered Fourth Temper brought forth the strength of the Sixth Temper.

Shu!

The untempered Fifth Temper birthed the energy of a transcendent Eight Temper just a hair shy of the Ninth.

All of this took place within the space of less than a breath.

‘Already!? If I go for an unrestrained Sixth Temper, what power would I unleash? It would go beyond the Ninth Temper no doubt, but by how much? Can my body take it?’

Shu!

I grit my teeth to push ahead! Do it!

Vrrrm!

The somatic essence in my body coursed through my meridians like a roaring river!

Shu!

Pu Ci!

Blood spilt as the webbing between my index finger and thumb split, and the skin and muscles of my arm that held the sabre tore themselves apart as I brought forth the power of this untempered Sixth Temper!

To answer that earlier question, no, my body cannot take it. But it was too late.

I already unleashed it and the way back didn’t exist, I had to forge onward.

The giant’s eyes opened wide in shock when he saw me charge forth with this attack.

My aura at the moment was at a high right now, as this attack dug deep into the potential that lay within for somatic essence.

His danger senses were probably blaring right now to let him know that whatever he did, that he could not take this blow with his body.

But then what could he do?

His attack was missed because of my verbal assault and now he was to suffer this one, undefended and outright!?

Yer damn right he will.

Bam!