A rare magical miracle in the world - Chapter 228:
Chapter 228: Chapter 141 Abyssal Demon Spirit (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)
“Damn it!”
Due to its head being crushed, Ni Chu Great King, although not dead, had almost lost its ability to think.
“What are those guys doing? Why haven’t they made their move yet?”
“Damn!”
“If they don’t come now, we’re all doomed!”
“Woo~~~”
A strange and chilling sound, accompanied by shadows that seemed to devour the world, enshrouded the senior sister’s figure.
“Your Majesty the Queen!”
In Gores’s anxious call, a blade more than ten meters long slashed out from the Shadow Dimension.
“Boom!!”
This was a peculiar creature hidden beneath the darkness, faceless and bodiless, formed only of boundless purple mist. Inside, if one looked closely, it was full of resentful spirits’ faces.
Sixteen Cold Moon Curved Knives emitted a ghastly deathly aura in the pitch-black world.
“Shua shua shua!”
The horrifying slashes dispersed in all directions, leaving behind nothing but the severed limbs and remains of the Sea Beasts wherever they passed.
“Rumbling!”
A small sandbar in the distance blocked one of the slashes, and as a result, it was cleaved in two.
Abyssal Demon Spirit
A Sea Demon spawned from the resentment of sailors who perished at sea, created by Morgan with the power of Miracle Flute’s Sea Monsters, a Master Level troop.
It possessed the power to move through the Shadow Dimension, and the blade in its hand, composed of deathly energy, was enough to sever both tangible and intangible things.
“Yo, scare!!!!”
Mantle King, seeing the senior sister struck by the shadow creature’s blade, was so startled he almost leaped up: “That woman got slashed, nicely done!”
“Huh?”
However, before the words were fully out, Mantle King felt two slightly murderous gazes pierce through the fog and settle upon him.
Under the sinister Curved Knife of the Abyssal Demon Spirit, the senior sister stood unflinchingly.
She gently raised her hands and, using her thumb, index finger, and middle finger, pinched and held the massive blade over ten meters in length.
[Master Level Physical Attacks Ineffective]
[Master Level Shadow Energy Ineffective]
[Master Level Deathly Harm Ineffective]
[Master Level Negative Emotions Ineffective]
[…]
“Gah~~~”
Mantle King’s gasp was like a duck’s quack.
He was panicked now, feeling as if the first-ever dish of Ancient Red Dragon soup in history was speeding down the highway toward him.
“It wasn’t me, I didn’t do anything, I don’t know anything!”
Decisively choosing a strategic retreat, Mantle King emitted a duck’s call, indicating he hadn’t said anything, he knew nothing.
“Tch.”
The senior sister’s glance was unfriendly; she looked at the Abyssal Demon Spirit: “Truth be told, instead of crushing you, I’d rather chop up that two-faced lizard.”
“Gah~~~”
Mantle King stepped on the Putrid Evil Shark with one foot and grabbed the Seaweed Branch Sea Leaf Dragon by its neck with a dragon claw.
“Please believe me, I have absolutely no treasonous intentions!”
Despite such a domineering pose, its momentum was growing weaker: “I, Long Xiaohong, am the most obedient, sensible, cute, well-behaved, and charming one!”
Sea Leaf Dragon: Goddamned cute, you say; utter that once you let go of this lady’s neck.
Putrid Evil Shark: So my spine was broken by someone cute and charming?
“Shut up!”
Almost instinctively, the senior sister issued such a command: “If you can’t kill them within 3 minutes, I will kill you!”
“Roar!”
Mantle King’s desire to survive was astonishing, and immediately he released a rolling dragon breath towards the two Hero-level Sea Monsters: “Die for me!!”
“Woo~~”
The Abyssal Demon Spirit was different from the Hero-level Sea Monsters.
It wasn’t transformed from the Deep Sea Tribe, or better said, it was once part of the Deep Sea Tribe, but unable to adapt to the power of the Sea Monsters, it completely became a Sea Demon.
Having lost its sanity, bereft of any personality, it could never return to human form again.
However, even so, the Abyssal Demon Spirit still retained some common sense from its human days, and it felt the disdain and insult from the senior sister, which rendered it utterly beyond control.
Sixteen blades, tearing through the shadows, descended like a storm.
“Be silent.”
The senior sister drew the Holy Sword, yet no one saw her wield it.
The Abyssal Demon Spirit only felt countless streaks of light flashing around it, and in an instant, sixteen Curved Knives shattered at the same time.
“Wuu~~”
“Splash.”
The Abyssal Demon Spirit fled into the Shadow Dimension, and at the same time, enormous phantoms, each over thirty meters tall, appeared all at once.
Dozens of Abyssal Demon Spirits seemed to teleport, launching frenzied slashes at the senior sister from all angles.
“Ping ping ping ping ping~”
The Four Kings Sacred Sword’s scabbard casually blocked all the slashes.
However, throughout the entire process, the senior sister stood atop a golden membrane, hovering mid-air, not moving an inch.
“Drawing the sword before was my mistake, I apologize.”
The senior sister’s expression was so casual, as if what she blocked was not a slash powerful enough to split mountains, but an insignificant feather.
“But you…”
Suddenly, the senior sister’s scabbard swept mysteriously to one side: “You’re not even worthy of me drawing my sword!”
“Crack! Ping!”
“Roar!!”
The Abyssal Demon Spirit howled in pain, and beneath the pitch-black shadows, one of the sixteen Resentful Spirit cores that symbolized its life shattered.
“Chatter.”
Left, right, above, below, the senior sister swung her sword scabbard repeatedly.
“Ping ping ping ping!”
In the shocked gaze of the Abyssal Demon Spirit, four more Resentful Spirit cores shattered.
Its life force rapidly draining away, the Abyssal Demon Spirit immediately chose to retreat, fleeing into the Shadow Dimension.
“Who let you go?”
When the senior sister moved, she took a step forward, and with a flicker of golden light, the Abyssal Demon Spirit crashed to the ground.
“Huff!”
Standing on top of the Abyssal Demon Spirit’s head, the senior sister lifted her hand, then without any regard for the demon’s terror, ruthlessly pounded a Resentful Spirit core out from deep within its skull.
“Did I let you go?!”
“Huff! Snap!”
Another strike, and the sixth core shattered at the spine.
“Roar!”
“Boom!”
The Abyssal Demon Spirit attempted to stand, but the senior sister forcefully stepped on it again.
She was small in stature, appearing like a tiny bug that had landed on someone’s back.
However, it was this diminutive figure that wielded the sword scabbard, like an elder wielding a walking stick, repeatedly lashing at the presumptuous young master who thought too highly of himself.
“…….”
Kristin, watching from the distance, was scared stiff.
Kristin thought the senior sister was terrifying. The Abyssal Demon Spirit, originally so powerful that it took her breath away, was now beaten by the senior sister to the brink of death.
“Who is this madwoman?”
Sea Monsters were usually the ones bringing terror to others.
But who could have imagined that at this moment, they would feel genuine fear from within their hearts.
“Your Majesty!!!”
Gores cried tears of joy: “After so many years, I’ve seen your valor again! I, unworthy, I feel like crying~~~”
Great Divine Dragon King: Senior, you seem to be already crying profusely.
Mantle King: Cry my ass, my brain is trembling right now, it’s terrifying!!
Azaren: The Queen’s teaching whip, how nostalgic.
Gores: Oh oh oh! You understand so well! Exactly, that’s what’s most exciting.
Mantle King: Ah!! Who will take these two perverts away?!
“She…”
Kristin shivered, not daring to make any comment.
She feared her words might reach the senior sister’s ears, who would then with sword scabbard in hand, beat her to a bloody pulp.
“It’s not always like this.”
Bailuo: “Actually, she is quite gentle.”
Kristin: “…….”
Are you misunderstanding the word ‘gentle’? Is this what you call gentle?
Bailuo implied: In bed, Feiya is obedient and soft, juicy and tender, not to mention delicious (don’t ask, that’s for the side story).
