Your Friends Are Few, So Use Them Sparingly

"Unarmed?"

However, behind the playful whispers, a chaotic tide surged, and Scathach casually nailed the Scarlet Demon Spear to the side, then slowly walked over, her blooming smile both beautiful and dangerous.

Immediately, magic surged forth, and in the blink of an eye, a fair and crystalline fist rapidly enlarged in front of Samael.

"Bang!"

But with a series of fluid movements—a sideways turn, a bent finger, a grab, and a swing of the arm —Scathach, whose right shoulder was restrained, was thrown downwards with a backhand. With a deafening roar, she crashed into the Queen of the Land of Shadows on the spatial membrane, and radial cracks spread out beneath her.

"I can't beat you at marksmanship, but I might be able to beat you in hand-to-hand combat, so how about a 'peaceful fight,' old friend..."

Samael smiled and reached out to help Scathach up, giving each other a way out.

However, his outstretched fingers were suddenly gripped tightly, Queen of the Land of Shadows turned around, her smile playful.

"Yeah?"

Meanwhile, a series of fluid movements—sideways movement, finger bending, gripping, and arm swinging—were imitated and applied to a certain scoundrel, leaving him dazed and confused.

You lied to me once, so I'll return the favor once. That's fair!

Scathach smirked and pounced on Samael again. The ancient serpent had no choice but to be extremely cautious and defend itself with all its might for the sake of its life.

Bang bang bang bang!

In the chaotic and turbulent spatial realm, two intertwined figures, their movements like streaks of light, delivered a series of deafening punches, like continuous rumbles of thunder in a clear sky. Samael was subtly gaining the upper hand.

In the future, due to social changes and technological development, cold weapons will indeed decline, but unarmed combat, which combines new concepts such as biomechanics and bioengineering, will gradually become an ultimate skill.

Over the long years, Samael not only learned the Pankrasin killing techniques and the essence of Mexican wrestling, but also, based on this and combined with his memories of future fighting, strengthened his unarmed combat ability.

With the immense power of the beast's authority and the incredible flexibility of his divine physique, Samael's entire body became a weapon, and every move he made was a weapon in itself.

In a short time, the UFC ring showcased exquisite joint locks, Muay Thai's elbow and knee combinations, Xingyi and Bajiquan's power generation theories, and even various attack methods derived from weapons such as axes, swords, hammers, and guns, all emerging one after another.

Therefore, Scathach, who abandoned the Scarlet Demon Spear and used her weakness to attack the enemy's strength, was inevitably drawn into the rhythm and suppressed.

"Bang!"

Samael used both hands to deflect and guide in an arc, causing Scathach to lose her balance under the force of the pull.

Immediately, the ancient serpent stomped its feet hard, arched its back and straightened its body, and exerted force with its horizontal arm. The soft and slippery force instantly became fierce and incomparable, like a mountain peak that had been overturned and crushed. Scathach crashed heavily into the light wall, creating violent ripples and leaving a human-shaped dent with cracks all over it.

"Excellent! Excellent! Ju Tong is so capable, beautiful...! My friend, you always bring me surprises!"

Scathach laughed heartily, her purple hair dancing wildly in the wind like thousands of swimming dragons and snakes. She immediately pulled her body out of the light barrier, and the moment she landed, she stepped, twisted her body, lowered her shoulders, and thrust her elbows in one smooth motion, mimicking the previous movements with about 70-80% similarity.

Even in some minor ways, this Queen of the Land of Shadows made appropriate adjustments based on the feedback from her muscles and limbs, making the elbow strikes faster and stronger.

That's why I hate naturally gifted players...

Samael staggered backward, feeling indignant at Scathach's rapid progress, which allowed her to traverse a path that had taken him hundreds of years to explore in just a few moments. He grumbled at the increasingly formidable Scathach.

"I say, Your Majesty, you fight so fiercely, you might never be able to get married."

"Ha, my wedding hall is but a bloody battlefield, where the enemy's pain is a blessing, their wails are cheers, and their blood is a blessing!"

"And what about your future husband? Did you scare him away?"

"Want to know? I'll tell you if you win!"

Scathach winked and smiled meaningfully, her attacks becoming increasingly fierce, gradually shifting from defense to offense, and step by step gaining the upper hand.

Half an hour later, the two battered bodies, struck by a sudden, heavy blow, slid backward like cannonballs, carving deep furrows beneath their feet.

In a short while, the two people who had been staring intently at each other fell backward, like a broken and rolling mountain, causing ripples to spread across the light-filled wall.

"I say, is it finally a draw?"

The knight, his face bruised and swollen, stared blankly at the sky, his muffled voice revealing weariness and helplessness.

"So-so, but this level of quality isn't enough for me to keep your secrets."

Scathach, who was also seriously injured, struggled to her feet, leaned against her Scarlet Demon Spear, and kicked her old friend lying dead on the ground, her tone playful.

"Let's talk after I get past you. I can't be stabbed to death before Skadi catches me cheating, can I?"

Furthermore, a word of advice from the heart, Your Majesty: you don't have many friends, so you should be more frugal with them..."

Samael weakly got up from the ground, his face filled with sorrow and distress.

"Alright, seeing how hard you've tried, I won't tell Skadi about this. Stop complaining..."

Scathach glanced at the pitiful-looking guy and offered some thoughtful compensation in a slightly soft tone.

The great battle has ended, and our wishes have been fulfilled.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Samael's eyes. He took the cup and wine jar handed to him from the side, skillfully broke the seal, poured out the amber-colored liquor, and toasted with his familiar old friend.

The bubbly, golden liquor went down my throat, its intense sweetness and spiciness exploding on my taste buds, a warm sensation spreading through my limbs and bones, accelerating the healing of the wounds and bruises from the previous fight.

"Fruit wine, Honey Wine, but the ones from Land of Shadows taste better!"

Samael downed the contents of his cup in one gulp and exclaimed in admiration.

Scathach picked up the wine jar, casually filled it for her friend, and watched the chaotic tides rise and fall, chatting idly.

"Asgard Honey Wine is really that bad?"

"That's not necessarily true. It's just that with alcohol, it depends on who you're drinking with..."

Samael twirled the blanket in his hand, looked at Scathach's exquisite profile, smiled faintly, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

The Norse Age of Gods has a complex and widespread influence, and the Land of Shadows of Ireland is an unripe fruit built on the foundation of the Norse Age of Gods.

In order to expand influence and solidify the foundation of the divine era, the exchange of information between each other is essential.

He was sent by Odin to the Land of Shadows to teach Scathach the primordial Runic Glyphs.

When the two first met, the Queen of the Land of Shadows treated him to a cup of Honey Wine.

The Queen of the Land of Shadows was slightly taken aback, but a faint smile immediately appeared on her face as she raised her wine glass.

"Well then, cheers?"

"Cheers!"

The two, who have been mentors and friends for thousands of years, raised their glasses and drank together, creating an increasingly harmonious atmosphere.

Before this tranquility could last long, a dull tremor came from the outer wall of the alien space, the flagship shook violently, and a huge, ferocious Black Shadow rose sinisterly from the surging chaotic waves.

"Something's watching us! Let's go!"

Samael's expression changed drastically. He roared a warning, decisively tore apart the spatial barrier, grabbed his Cross Spear, and charged onto the deck with lightning speed.

Scathach's fingers, which were raising her glass, froze in mid-air, and her face darkened.

That bastard doesn't look half-dead at all; he didn't even use his full strength!

You lied to me again!

I'll settle the score with you later!

Scathach glared fiercely at her cheating friend, then stood up, drew her Scarlet Demon Spear, and followed.

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