All Are Equal Before Death

Having his "food" stolen twice for no reason, it's hard for Shisui not to hold a grudge.

However, the Sea Race's main base is located on the Pacific Ocean seabed outside the Ringwater Continent.

No matter how much it evolves, it won't be able to develop "gills" anytime soon.

"Looks like we'll have to work on Spatial Energy."

As Shisui sensed the approaching crowds and flew towards the densely populated Mao City Peninsula, he pondered how to breathe underwater.

The most urgent task is to gather enough nutrients for [Metamorphosis] and strive to advance to the First Realm.

As for the Earth Realm, given his potential, the Psychic Energy required to ascend to the Earth Realm cannot be filled simply by quantity.

Perhaps, at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, he can find enough powerful individuals and rare treasures.

After all, that place is home to a super-large settlement, much like the capital of the Sea Race.

The Dragon Palace is currently ruled by the royal family of the Dragon Spirit Species.

Incidentally, according to the information provided by Bixu through "friendship," the Sea Race First Research Institute is located in the outer city of the Dragon Palace.

As night fell, the originally dimly lit residential area suddenly transformed into a brightly lit harbor.

The bright light pulled my wandering thoughts back from their Shisui.

We've arrived at the Wu City Peninsula, home to the most important port connecting Academy Island.

Nowadays, the most bustling places in the entire Mao City are the harbors surrounding Academy Island.

Chaos erupted on Academy Island; many sought to escape for their lives or take advantage of the chaos.

Therefore, despite the bloody battles on Academy Island, the port saw an even greater flow of people than ever before.

The busiest of these is the pier connecting Academy Island to the Mao City Peninsula.

Because one of the parties involved in this turmoil was a prominent family from the Ringwater Continent.

A wise person would not stubbornly choose to flee towards the Ringwater Continent under such circumstances.

Inland, although the Human Race cities in the upper reaches of the two rivers are in chaos, if you go further east to the Moonfall Continent, you can reach Kaiyang Continent.

"I'm moving directly to the capital Zi City; things can't afford to fall into chaos there!"

A wealthy businessman was cursing and directing temporarily hired workers to move goods and luggage.

These workers brought all his belongings back from the docks on Academy Island.

Overtime pay for working night shifts, plus the money earned from risking one's life near turbulent areas.

Hiring this group of workers cost five times more than usual.

This wealthy businessman had just fled from Chen City with his family to settle on Academy Island in Mao City.

The wallet, already bleeding heavily, hadn't even recovered when this major drain was further damaged.

The wealthy businessman's heart was bleeding, but he was fortunate enough to escape the turmoil and flee to the capital.

Many more people couldn't even afford the insanely expensive ferry tickets to escape Academy Island, let alone move to the capital.

The gap between the rich and the poor is vividly displayed at both ends of this port.

At this moment, the only thing that is fair is that everyone will eventually die.

"Whoosh..."

A sudden sound rang out from the night sky, like a torrential downpour.

The wealthy businessman looked up, but at that moment, dark clouds blocked the moonlight, making it difficult for him to see the sky clearly.

"Is it raining?"

Something translucent is coming towards the ground.

When the fine "raindrops" fell on people, the pain made them realize that it was not rain.

Instead, it was a deadly kagune plume.

After a long time, Shisui, who had already advanced to the Sixth Realm of the Profound Realm, once again used a large-scale barrage of Feather Bullets to cleanse the ground.

This power is naturally on a higher level.

Furthermore, having already gained complete control over all the energy within his body, he can not only attach Spatial Energy to his Bikaku.

It can also keep the poison of [Bone-Deep Rot] at the tip of the Radiant Feathers.

Since the toxins are currently unable to contend with the raging Spatial Energy, let's just remove the Spatial Energy from the feather tips.

Thus, these specially made, powerful Feather Bullets were used against the densely packed crowds at the port.

The enormous Owl Wings were fully extended, and the Psychic Energy within its body rapidly converged into the Ukaku, which were then entirely converted into feathers.

"Ahhh--!"

Screams erupted below, soaring into the sky with people's anger, panic, pain, and disbelief.

The wailing and the clanging of Feather Bullets volleys blended together, like a symphony of hell.

At this moment, in the face of death, all beings are equal.

The crystalline Radiant Feathers toxin that penetrates the flesh erupts.

Even if not hit in a vital area, a person with feathers implanted in their body will die in agony within seconds.

Immediately afterwards, the Radiant Feathers still retains a large amount of Spatial Energy, will become an anchor point, directly drawing upon the surrounding Psychic Energy.

Space begins to distort, purify, and compress, centered on the anchor point.

Then, a bright red crystal was formed.

Those who had not yet been hit, hiding under cover, watched in horror as their kind were gradually transformed into crystals.

More terrifying than death itself is this unknown threat.

But their fear won't last long, because the dense Feather Bullets is a weapon with spatial properties.

It could easily penetrate walls, roofs, carriages, and other obstacles.

Sooner or later, they will all be transformed into Flesh Crystals.

Shisui is currently short of food, and he needs every bit of Psychic Energy equally, so naturally he won't let these people go.

This includes their properties located in the harbor.

Because of the indiscriminate attack of the Feather Bullets, even the glass streetlights placed every five steps were mostly destroyed.

As the first wave of cleanup ended, the bustling peninsula port fell into a dark and deathly silence.

Shisui didn't care about this; the isolated Rc Cells scattered all over the port would provide him with information from every corner of the area.

He consumed three Flesh Crystals to replenish his Psychic Energy. Ukaku's ranged attacks, especially large-scale ones, consume a great deal of Psychic Energy.

This is a characteristic inherent to Ukaku Ghouls: trading high energy consumption for high agility and explosive power.

However, Shisui's ability to carry a large number of "power banks" makes up for this shortcoming.

After swallowing the three crystals, Shisui's body was once again filled with Psychic Energy.

With a charged attack, the Ukaku Feather Bullets, infused with the power of the Koukaku, was launched instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the Koukaku pinned to the spoils absorbed the residual Psychic Energy from the Feather Bullets and began to multiply instantly.

Like a package box, the Koukaku engulfed the nearby Flesh Crystals and goods.

Then, Spatial Energy circulated, drawing everything into the Alternate Space.

Categorizing can be done later; he has plenty of time to slowly organize his inventory during his Metamorphosis.

The most urgent task is to take all the spoils before other forces come looking for us.

Moments later, the second Feather Bullets was fired, and at the same time, there were no more survivors or cargo left in the harbor.

From the beginning until now, in just three minutes, this place has become a dead zone.

Satisfied, Shisui took out the crystal again to replenish his energy.

With a flap of his wings, he flew to another harbor.

Although the busiest area was taken over, the other harbors still had a considerable flow of people, which he didn't want to miss out on either.

Moreover, there are still quite a few people living in the residential area.

It's the dead of night now, and for Shisui, those who are awake in their sleep are like delicious food lying on his dining table.

"Ta-da..."

The clock struck twelve, and the second half of the night began.

Perhaps, only after all the forces vying for control of the mouths of the two rivers have finished their struggle will they belatedly realize this.

Mao City has become half a ghost town.