Hmm, so they found me. Milim continued approaching Saint Garin at a leisurely pace!
Damn it! We have to leave now. Right then, a pentagonal Magic Array appeared beneath the feet of Saint Garin and Saint Topman.
Wanting to run? It's too late now. Milim instantly appeared in front of the two men, completely ignoring their attacks against her as her magic-infused fist punched directly through their chests.
Ah! The two stared in disbelief at their chests, where the large holes showed no sign of healing, and a pain akin to their souls being torn apart erupted instantly.
They collapsed to their knees, and the pentagonal Magic Array that had been on the verge of forming gradually faded away.
Milim flicked the blood off her Dragon Claw and put her hands on her hips with ease. Alright, the trash has been taken care of now.
Lingling should be arriving soon too. Next, let's establish some new rules for this world.
"Milim, can you explain to me what you mean by that?" Rocks had a bowl-sized perforation wound in his abdomen, but relying on the formidable vitality unique to the Pirate King, he dragged his heavily injured body to Milim's side.
"Can someone as powerful as you possibly go even further?" Rocks meant this sincerely; Milim's strength even surpassed that of Imu, whom he had previously seen in the Flower Room. He truly couldn't imagine what such a powerhouse would look like if she became even stronger.
Milim smiled, quite willing to explain to Rocks since any strong person would eventually learn this secret anyway. "It's impossible for anyone in this world to reach my level of strength, let alone go further."
"Right now, I'm simply creating a new realm, much like adding a new rule to the world so that