Chapter 446: Chapter 446: The Confrontation Between Nozomi and the Apostle
Chapter 446: The Confrontation Between Nozomi and the Apostle
"Look at this hungry creature, its eyes are glowing red. How pitiful it is!" Kiiro said.
He gazed at the motionless Blood Leech and roughly squeezed its body with his hands.
"Its so flexible!"
’This little one would make fine wine!’ he thought.
A box flew from the cabin and opened automatically.
Inside were spherical crystals of varying sizes.
The largest had a diameter of half a meter, the smallest the size of a football, each with distinct colors representing different attributes.
These were Gluttony Minerals.
"Be good, let me feed you." Kiiro said.
He picked up a blood-colored magic stone, causing the Blood Leech to drool.
It recognized the stone.
It had consumed one after its birth, near the Gluttony vein where it was born.
The memory of its delicious taste lingered.
As Kiiro and the Blood Leech interacted warmly, Hina, on the other side, carefully stored the All-Magic Ore Essence.
Then, Nozomi gazed at the Mist Boat, slowly retreating, and remained silent.
The relationship between demons and humans was strained.
However, the timing was not right. Hina and others were present, along with the Mink Tribe.
Nozomi could not guarantee their safety.
"By the way!" Kiiro exclaimed.
He suddenly reappeared in their field of vision.
His voice boomed, laced with magical resonance, audible across the sea.
"Flower Queen, you humans should separate those monsters from the Demon Clan."
"Our Demon Clan only recognizes pure demon species. Those monsters should not be counted among us."
"After all..." he continued, his cold laughter reaching the ears of the startled onlookers.
"If this continues, we cannot guarantee what we will do."
As the Mist Boat drifted farther, Nozomi’s voice carried in response.
"I understand, but..." she said.
The demand was reasonable.
It was not worth sparking chaos with the demon apostles over such a matter.
Yet, she could not agree outright.
She had to uphold the honor of the Holy Knight and the Corti Kingdom.
"Let us settle the damage caused by your Apostle Kujira’s attack on our Hunter Association last time! Take this strike!"
Massive flowers bloomed around her, entwined with wisps of golden light.
The scene appeared dreamlike.
Light particles gathered in the flower buds, and an attack capable of cleansing the sky stood ready.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that is truly fearsome and unreasonable! You killed many of Kujira’s sea monsters." Kiiro said.
He knew Nozomi referred to the incident when Kujira led sea monsters to rescue the Island-Eating Whale.
At the time, Kujira underestimated them as mere gem-level hunters.
The sea monsters charged recklessly, causing significant losses to the Hunter Association’s fleet.
"Do not be careless. This human’s attack is not to be underestimated." Zhurong said.
Standing at the bow, he cautioned the somewhat unreliable Kiiro.
The attack before them was no trivial matter.
If they were not careful, their comrades on the ship might perish.
"I know." Kiiro replied lazily, raising his hands.
"The Mouth of the Abyss."
A massive gap lined with sharp teeth appeared before the Mist Boat.
Dozens of meters high, the pitch-black void was chilling, instilling dread.
This was Kiiro’s variant technique, centered on his Domain Expansion Greedy Abyss, maximizing plundering efficiency.
Compared to a full domain, this move was highly specialized.
Its strength lay in its formidable defense, surpassing even a standard domain.
Its weakness was clear: it moved slowly, suited only for specific scenarios.
Unless an enemy leapt in or Kiiro threw them inside, defeating a strong opponent was challenging.
"Spend a Thousand Ferry." Nozomi declared.
As Kiiro prepared, Nozomi’s attacks converged.
A massive light beam, thicker than a water tank, surged toward the Mist Boat under the shocked gazes of the surrounding people and Mink Tribe.
Thousands of flowers bloomed, and thousands of cannons fired.
Endless golden light erupted, targeting the gaping mouth.
This time, Nozomi unleashed greater power.
The attack was in a high-power state, just liitle less from its ultimate strength.
Its force was astonishingly potent.
Rumble!
The endless streams of light leapt like golden threads across a canvas.
Kiiro felt the surging attack threatening to pierce his Abyss Mouth.
"What a terrifying assault. We are in trouble now."
He said and his face grew solemn as the world-rending attack proved difficult to counter.
"Do you need my help?" Zhurong asked, standing beside him.
"No, I have a plan," Kiiro replied.
Facing the relentless onslaught, he devised a solution.
If he persisted, his defense would falter, but he could avoid direct confrontation.
Tick, tock!
Sweat dripped from Kiiro’s chin as he struggled to focus.
With effort, a massive abyss opened behind the Mist Boat.
Rumble!
Endless beams of light poured from this opening, like a reservoir releasing its flood.
Golden rays streaked across the sky, soaring into the distance.
These lights would span hundreds of kilometers, resembling dense meteor clusters, captivating and shocking those on the islands below.
Nozomi, on the other side, noticed the anomaly.
Realizing her attack had failed to defeat the apostle, she halted her assault.
As expected, apostles were not easily overcome.
She gazed at the unscathed Mist Boat, feeling a twinge of regret.
Petals of various colors danced gracefully, and the sky shimmered with golden light particles.
Against this backdrop, everyone admired the proud, youthful figure.
Her Valkyrie-like stance inspired awe.
This was the power of demi-gods!
Even seen again, it remained dazzling and shocking, filling the world with a sense of miracles.
"Truly terrifying! Human women are remarkably strong now." Kiiro said.
Feeling the attack cease, he wiped his sweat and spoke.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this one, that one—it puts us under great pressure!"
"Won’t you agree with me, Zhurong?"
Zhurong, seeing Kiiro’s teasing expression, felt exasperated.
He touched a scar where a massive blade wound once marked his body.
That wound, left by the girl titled Sword Saint, would have sent him to the afterlife had Kiiro not intervened.
"Mist, let us depart!" Zhurong said.
"With the Phantom Beast Conference approaching, we should avoid clashing with this human for now."
Sensing the Mist Boat lingering in place, Zhurong knew Mist held for their decision.
"Yes, Apostle Zhurong." Mist replied.
(End of Chapter)