Under wordless stares, the battle began.
Mei Gao's wet nurse—Odin, who had apparently gained part of a physical form—naturally had no intention of communicating with Aoko Aozaki and the others. Or rather, He could not wait to hack these greedy hunters to death; saying even one word to them would be a waste of time.
Ordinarily, when one individual was besieged by several others, they would be hard-pressed to cope. Yet every one of Mei Gao's wet nurse's arms seemed to be wielded by the ultimate master of curved blades. The final news struck like a bolt from the blue, causing enormous waves throughout Shanghai. Even Lin Chen, whose political instincts were dull, realized this news was unusual.
Stepping off the transport ship in shackles, they found the dry, scorching air on the ground in stark contrast to the chilly environment aboard the Monagoro. The star pirates, with their pale skin, were somewhat unaccustomed to this environment.
Just after midnight, Pingfan's depleted anomaly points, life energy, and the like had all been restored to full. Only then did he remember that he had spent two days busy and did not even have a place to stay. He could not help but smile bitterly at how dedicated he was, then found a nearby inn and checked in to rest.
The scorpion demons were clearly much larger than ordinary scorpions, three or four feet long. Everyone discussed killing the largest ones first. If that did not work, it meant there were still scorpion demons, so they would then kill the largest among those remaining.
For a grandmaster of a generation to be unable to discern the other party's cultivation techniques and secret arts was quite unimaginable in battle. If one did not know their attack, one could not defend against it—and if