Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 975 - 50: Margaret_3

"Oh, how virtuous of a wife you are? No worries, I like well-trained big sisters too..."

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

Several Black Snake Species coiled around the stationary Hooked Kiss, flicking their tongues as if preparing to lick his face. But at this critical moment, they suddenly heard a highly dangerous sound. A warm sensation brushed against the side of one of the Black Snakes’ cheeks. They turned their heads to see a searing blue beam rushing directly at their faces.

"Ah!"

They screamed and retreated from Hooked Kiss, with one of them raising a weapon to block. Yet the weapon raised was effortlessly melted by the blue beam, its terrifying power scattering the Black Snakes in all directions, forcing them to look warily toward the distance.

There, Mikhail stood cold-faced, raising his right hand. His mechanical arm slowly spread open its joints, revealing a dangerous deep blue glow, though it was still not the Cardinal glow Fisher had seen before.

"Mr. Mikhail, thank you. I didn’t realize you were so formidable before." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Hooked Kiss panted, quickly running to Mikhail’s side, while disdainfully wiping off the slime left by the Black Snakes on him. Mikhail glanced at the distant Qilin Species holding his stomach, a wet patch beneath him, and replied,

"You’re not bad yourself."

"I’m really not good at combat, Mr. Mikhail, can you handle them?"

"..."

Mikhail didn’t reply, but the Spiritual Threshold bar represented by the virtual screen in front of him kept rising, quickly reaching about 52% as he used his right-hand weapon.

He still kept a cold face, decisively shaking his head as he said,

"No."

"No worries, I’m quite skilled at running away too. Up ahead is the Phoenix Species’ territory. Not sure if the Helair Angels have arrived there, but it’s best not to lead these people in that direction."

"Why?"

Compared to Mikhail, Hooked Kiss obviously knew more about the key points. He explained,

"Currently, the Tree Continent is sealed off. If the Helair Angels, as outsiders to the Holy Land, are discovered by the people of the Elf Capital, there will be trouble for them, and it will be very troublesome for us too. Let’s run in the opposite direction."

"Hmm."

Mikhail nodded in agreement with Hooked Kiss’s suggestion, then glanced again at the distant Qilin Species covering his stomach on the spot, seeing the hateful look in his eyes, Mikhail knew they wouldn’t be let off easily.

Creatures in this world are powerful. Even these beings of Rank 13 or 14 far surpass the limits of weapons designed by the Siberian Wind Company, making one question whether the creatures of this world are even carbon-based life forms, let alone mythical beings like Michael.

Mikhail rubbed the eye in his arms, seemingly considering whether to insert it into his empty eye socket.

"Here they come, Mr. Mikhail!"

But at this moment, his musings seemed unnecessary. In the next second, the expression on Hooked Kiss’s face beside him suddenly changed, as if he realized something. But Mikhail beside him was a second too slow to react.

The utterly enraged Qilin Species’ pupils constricted fiercely, sideways lifting the iron mace, exerting extreme force that twisted his shadowy figure, instantly appearing in front of Hooked Kiss and Mikhail.

Dodging was too late, Hooked Kiss’s face darkened, as if he was about to be struck by the iron mace on the spot.

At that moment, a leaf spun through the air from above and behind the Qilin Species, who mistook it for a Hidden Weapon, his motion of lifting the mace abruptly halted, yet too late to prevent the Hidden Weapon from floating into his clothing...

Hmm?

Floating?

The Qilin Species was slightly taken aback, reaching to feel his armor from behind, only to find a leaf in the gap.

Leaf?

"Fisher?! You’re here!"

The Hooked Kiss in front of him beamed with joy, seeing several Phoenix Species with large wings flying towards them, with his companion Fisher among them, sitting on the shoulder of one of the Phoenixes.

But before a second of joy could settle, an astounding scene unfolded before everyone present.

Perhaps even Necolia was puzzled, wondering why this Human would throw a leaf into the other’s clothing, was it just to attract attention?

She quickly realized she was wrong.

Beside her, Fisher, cold-faced in mid-air, snapped his fingers, followed by an eerie wave rippling that no one present had seen before. Suddenly, dozens of gusts burst from the stunned Qilin Species, blowing apart his clothing, armor, and innerwear, exposing his fluffy and soft belly and paws.

The World Resonance caused by the frequently used Magic in millennia hence, at this moment appeared terrifying, as that night, due to the violent fluctuation of Death’s rules, the Magic etched by Tangze Asuka vanished among them. Now, under everyone’s eyes, they all felt the rules being aroused and twisted by the World Resonance.

"Demon Art! Demon Art! This is Demon Art!"

The naked Qilin Species was so terrified by the distant Fisher’s snap that he squatted down, holding his head, while his white, deer-like tail swayed restlessly on the ground. He screamed, turning to look at the Black Snake Species behind him, only to find them retreating, not daring to approach.

Suspended in the air, even Necolia glanced at Fisher in astonishment, making him feel a bit unnatural.

No, wasn’t this just a Low Ring Magic?

The corresponding Rank hadn’t even reached the Transcendent Rank, why were they so frightened?

Fisher just didn’t understand that the creatures on the Tree Continent, under the influence of the World Tree, were mostly highly sensitive to fate. Apart from the Elves, the Phoenix Species were the exemplars among them.

As a result, they vaguely felt the terrifying principles of Magic operation, using the power of the Spirit Realm unseen by the gods to pry the World Resonance to alter the rules, which horrified them.

"Don’t just stand there stunned, it’s best they don’t move, let’s go down first and talk."

"...Hmm."

Necolia’s fragmented and cold face from shock gradually recovered, as the magical aura slowly calmed, she also gradually quieted down, responding with a sentence.

The scene of Fisher being carried by the Phoenix gradually faded into the distance, while simultaneously appearing on the surface of an extremely deep Water Abyss during the night on the continent.

On the edge of the pool stood a blurry figure, watching the projection of Fisher descending from the Water Abyss. Seeing only him and several non-Mythical Rank beings in the projection, a slight smile appeared on the figure’s face,

"Oh, l’ange qui dérangeait était enfin absent (French: That pesky angel was finally gone)..."

As the figure slowly reached toward the Water Abyss projecting Fisher’s figure, an extremely brilliant, pale-golden glow of fate emerged increasingly brilliantly from under the Water Abyss, causing the whole earth to tremble slightly. Driven by the glow of fate, the eternally unchanging rules of death had their first subjective change, rushing out like a great flood, going towards the poor fool pursued by death.

Fisher!

Soon, with her long-distance gesture, the ground on the Tree Continent in the distance shook violently, a natural disaster-like quake amid which the rules of death changed once more, yet the figure remained unconcerned, just staring fixedly at the image of Fisher in the Water Abyss.

A second or two later, she beseeched quietly as if pleading with someone on the distant Bian,

"Et le tuer (kill him)..."

After a brief pause, a male voice suddenly rang out from that side.

"...Hmm, Margaret."