Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 1134 - 102: A Human_3

"Buzz buzz buzz!!"

He lightly touched the ground, tightened his grip on the Fluid Sword, and lunged forward fiercely. The sword blade, propelled by the accelerating Fluid Sword, extended continuously towards Sorobato.

But despairingly, in the fierce wind that cut like a blade, the force of the Fluid Sword stretched out by Hooked kiss was like a leaf falling onto the water, creating only ripples without any other effect.

"I said, insect, when I find your true form, it will be your burial ground..."

On the black mud, countless faces of Sorobato with different expressions kept rotating until an excited face turned to the front. That face looked straight at Hooked kiss, while countless winds cut his limbs as if chopping vegetables.

"Plop!"

"Come, Whale-man Species, become my next masterpiece!"

Sorobato’s shriek came with the black mud of distress, while the limb-severed Hooked kiss couldn’t bother with his pain. He quickly activated his Blessing, turning the blood flowing from his severed limbs into some sort of hard, unknown material.

"Plunk!"

With an extremely dynamic sound, those barely severed limbs were reattached like building blocks but still dangled there, seemingly not fully recovered.

Hooked kiss howled in pain, but seizing the moment, his consciousness drove the Fluid Sword to plunge fiercely into the opponent’s black mud body, fiercely entwining the glittering Life Gospel Holy Object.

But despairingly, the Life Gospel Holy Object, once entwined, made an extremely crisp sound and then fiercely bounced off his Fluid Sword.

Bad!

The face of Hooked kiss, suspended in the air, turned pale. If this last strike had no effect at all...

Xuan Can, you’re gone!

"Life, oh, Gospel of Life, let me hear your voice..."

Sorobato, almost reduced to a mass of black mud, looked madly at the Whale-man he was drawing closer and closer to, as the polluted breeze and black mud wrapped it tighter and tighter. Sorobato seemed to have entered a day’s most focused forging state.

Angels are best at listening to the sound of materials; they will select the most suitable sound to integrate into their equipment, hence this ability is called [Gospel].

Theoretically, Michael considered this an echo of fragments of Power rules present within the materials.

So, at this moment, what voice was Sorobato listening to?

"Ah, I hear it, I hear it..."

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

As a slightly sharp sound came, Sorobato finally seemed to hear the echo he was begging for.

Hmm, was that a... hmm? Male voice?

"You... die..."

Sorobato’s crazed expression paused slightly, then he looked incredulously in the direction behind him, as if the voice came from there.

And that direction was precisely where Fisher had departed earlier.

"What?"

Sorobato muttered incredulously, but in the next second, strange symbols suddenly appeared all over his body.

They were symbols of inverted "8"s, which shrank from the huge ones, and then almost crazy symbols kept emerging from his black mud body.

The symbols continued to reorganize within Sorobato’s body until they formed a difficult-to-recognize, disintegrating and regrouping, eye-like scattered symbol.

"No... my baby... where are you going... no..."

At the moment he sensed that power, the Life Gospel Holy Object, like a black ram’s horn, wiggled its butt and drilled out of his body, then, without even a glance at him, it just flew off in that direction.

In that moment, all of Sorobato’s life’s work departed without looking back.

Even the power sustaining his life faded away unnoticed, as the grievance and confusion akin to wearing a thousand green hats outweighed his fear of death.

"Why..."

As the Life Gospel Holy Object left, Sorobato’s body, previously corroded empty by Hooked kiss’s poison, finally faced collapse.

In his near-whispering mutterings, the demise of a Mythical Species came so suddenly.

Everything of his turned to ash, leaving only a light halo, like a burnt-out lightbulb, falling to the ground, along with Hooked kiss, who had been bound before.

At this moment, he was already on the brink of death; the damage caused by Sorobato was secondary. Even more terrifying was that he was still enduring the erosion caused by being wrapped in Chaos earlier.

Lying on the ground, Hooked kiss was gradually being eroded completely by Chaos. His gaze blinked, and his increasingly unrecognizable fingers clutched the gold blade engraved with his and his wife’s names...

"Xuan Can..."

His chest cavity slowly rose; just as his last breath was about to leave, rustling noises suddenly came from the environment, which had silently returned to tranquility.

Subsequently, in the peripheral blackout of Hooked kiss’s vision, several figures of varying heights and builds slowly appeared in the distance,

The speaker was a cold female voice, seemingly a voice from within Hooked kiss’s mind,

"It seems to be over."

"...Boss, do we really need to go over there?"

Among them, the tallest shadow swayed his head. Vaguely, Hooked kiss saw a long elephant trunk swinging in front of him...

"Nonsense, haven’t you heard of a famous saying?"

At this point, another female voice, unseen by Hooked kiss, came from behind those shadows. The voice was pleasant, with a kind of indescribable sunshine and infectious power.

"What, Big Sister?"

The Elephant-man species, heard earlier, responded rather naively. Subsequently, from behind those shadows, Hooked kiss vaguely saw a shorter figure emerging.

And that seemed to be a Human.

She glanced at the terrifying battlefield here, then said,

"The bigger the wave, the more precious the fish."