Volume Five: Returning from the Other Shore, Chapter 465: In the Blink of an Eye (Third Update!)

Finished late! Still begging for more! Happy New Year everyone!

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"Huh? Is it any of your business? I told you not to talk to me! I'm annoyed right now!"

Rakshasa True Word made no attempt to hide her displeasure; she was even more outspoken than usual.

"What's wrong Luo-chan...? You look really upset..."

The Truth Incantation asked weakly, she was genuinely concerned about the Rakshasa True Word, but the other party was unappreciative, unappreciative, utterly unappreciative.

"Tch... look down there!"

With a casual gesture, the red and white floor instantly turned transparent, revealing a sea of blood and fire, and a woman with long pink hair and a woman with long golden hair.

"Are they... fighting down there? It doesn't seem like it..."

The woman with long, pink hair kept going up to the top of the tower and meeting the blonde woman, then going back in, meeting her again... and so on.

"What's going on here?"

"Don't you understand yet? My Husband has been completely manipulated! He hasn't even realized he's been tricked!"

"Husband, Husband, husband!!!!????"

The Truth Incantation has been completed.

"Luo-chan, you got married!?"

"No."

Pregnancy before marriage? Runes can cause pregnancy!?

"Who's pregnant, you [beep--]!"

"I'm sorry!"

"Anyway, don't misunderstand me. Most of the time, my Husband just uses me as a marital tool. He used to borrow my strength in battle, but now that he's become stronger, he doesn't even need my help anymore."

"This... this is really terrible! When you're weak, you ask Luo-chan for help... and when you become strong and no longer need him, you discard him and only keep the physical relationship... this is just too scum--ah!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shin-chan covered her mouth—Waaaaah, what was she saying?! Although that woman was definitely a scumbag, she had actually spoken so recklessly, criticizing the person that Luo-chan considered her Husband. Now Luo-chan was definitely going to be super angry!

Stealing a glance at Luo-chan--

"Yeah, he really is a piece of scum."

--He nodded with a completely certain expression!

"Luo- Luo-chan?"

"That girl... is quite different from her somewhat mild-mannered and dull exterior. She's actually a very dangerous person. She's prone to extremes in her actions, always acting rationally when she should be emotional, and emotionally when she should be rational. It's the same with love and friendship; her attitude is confusing. She seems to take things very seriously, yet she also seems to take them completely indifferent. She's mentally resilient beyond human capabilities, but she also frequently finds herself on the verge of a breakdown. It's hard to say whether she's strong or weak; she's full of contradictions... In short, she's an indescribable scumbag!"

"She calls her own Husband a scumbag woman!?"

"I wasn't insulting her, just stating the facts... Hmph, but ironically, I've actually fallen for her. At first, I wasn't sure, but as time went on, that feeling became clearer and clearer, making me certain—ah, what? I really have fallen for her after all."

"... Clearly... I also like Luo-chan..."

What did you say?

"Nothing, nothing! Oh... right, since you care about her so much... why are you still here? That woman she was fighting—ah!"

Shin-chan's cat ears perked up instantly, and her sleepy eyes opened completely.

"It's her! I remember now... It was her, she invaded me... I've been asleep all this time and couldn't resist... I can't let her do whatever she wants anymore... Ouch! I can't move..."

She tried to leave the spot, but found that lines resembling musical staves were wrapped around her, restricting her movement.

"As expected of a foolish little [beep--]~ You only just realized now that you've been restricted in your movements by that woman and can't move at all!"

"How could you do this... Luo-chan, please! You can still move around freely, right? If you..."

"I refuse! My Husband has already instructed me—this is her battle, and I am not allowed to interfere, even if she dies! Besides..."

"And?"

"This humble servant..."

Complex emotions surfaced in Rakshasa True Word's eyes. She buried her head between her knees, her voice low and unlike her usual self.

"I can feel that day drawing ever closer. The reunion I've been waiting for was probably inevitable from the very beginning, wasn't it? My separation from my Husband... it was only a matter of time."

Some people have said that luck is also a part of ability.

Some people have said that "fate" brings "fortune," hence the term "destiny."

In battle, luck is undoubtedly a very important factor, often becoming the key to victory or defeat.

Even so, luck is by no means everything.

Otherwise, who would bother leveling up? Just rely on looks, baka~

Boom!!!!!

"Waaaaaah!!!"

Covered in dust and mud, Little Ying landed awkwardly in a crater she had created herself on a building, crashing through a row of tables and chairs. Although she managed to deploy her bubble wrap for defense at the last moment, her body, which was about as strong as an average person's, was still bruised and battered, and she cried out in pain.

"What's wrong, you little brat? Why don't you try hiding again!"

Before she could catch her breath, the lightning that followed scorched her hair. The Pope face contorted with rage, flapped his Thunder Wings and charged through the hole, with bolts of lightning roaring and crackling all around him.

"But... of course I won't give you any chance!"

They were currently in the dining hall of the lower-ranking members of the Papacy, which contained a large number of overturned tables and chairs, as well as tableware such as bowls, plates, knives, and forks. The knives and forks were made of high-quality silver.

Silver has excellent electrical conductivity.

With a snap of his fingers, the Pope unleashed a dense current of electricity that coiled around dozens of gleaming knives and forks. Holy light, streaming through the shattered ceiling, shone on the sharp blades, reflecting a chilling glint.

"Not again? How unimaginative!"

"But you look flustered—go ahead!"

With another snap of her fingers, all the knives and forks wrapped in lightning shot out simultaneously. In a moment of panic, Little Ying immediately released the same protective bubble as before. As expected, the knives and forks were encased and lost speed the moment they entered the bubble—just as the Pope had predicted!

"Just as I predicted—this thing protected you last time, but this time it will become your coffin!"

The powerful magnetic force generated by the electricity pulled all the magnetic metal objects in the restaurant—cutlery, plates, iron-framed tables and chairs—and everything crashed down on Little Ying, who was wrapped in a giant bubble. Countless heavy objects attracted each other, encasing Little Ying like a chocolate filling! This had exceeded the bubble's limits; the bubble's deceleration function was completely ineffective against such a large mass. And because the distance was too close, she couldn't forcefully blow these things away, but if this continued, she would be crushed to death!

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."

"I sincerely hope that when I remove this magnetism, what I see is your twisted corpse!"

The Pope reached out his hand in her direction and grasped it out of thin air—

All the objects tightly wrapped around the bubble are simultaneously being squeezed toward the center at an accelerated pace!

Boom!!!

But at that very moment, Little Ying's bubble squeezed through the gap between the objects and emerged from below.

The object being exploded wasn't heavy, because the distance was too close and it could easily injure oneself.

So her target for the explosion was—the floor!

"Huh--!?"

The directional blast created a neat, round hole in the solid floor, and the large, sandwich-like metal bubble, pulled by gravity, fell directly through it! The Pope had merely caused the objects to adhere to each other; there was no gravitational pull between the object and himself, so it immediately dispersed after falling a short distance! Tables, chairs, plates, and other items crashed down, and Little Ying had almost been crushed into a meatball, also fell awkwardly onto the lower floor, groaning incessantly.

The Pope was stunned.

Was this something the girl did intentionally, or was it unintentional?

Regardless of the reason, it's an undeniable fact that this brat has once again escaped death by sheer luck.

Little Ying coughed, wiping the dust off her face, and glared fiercely at the Pope who was looking down at her through the collapsed ceiling—which, to the Pope, was the floor—her eyes filled with hostility.

"Super-rising, exploding bubbles erupting in succession!!!"

A torrent of bubbles surged from her palm, shooting upwards in erratic, unpredictable trajectories, relying purely on sheer numbers and brute force. A series of deafening explosions followed, sending large swathes of brick and stone collapsing, but they were pulverized before they could even touch Little Ying. The Pope, meanwhile, was long since engulfed in the blasts.

Buzz--!!!

Flashes of lightning pierced through the smoke of the explosion, and the Pope, his entire body enveloped in electricity, had already flown out of the bubble's blast radius. With the help of the Thunder Wings, he hovered two hundred meters directly above Little Ying, looking down from above.

"Incredible good fortune, this is what they call 'divine protection'... But!"

The Pope muttered a few words, and the lightning on his body immediately split into countless fist-sized lightning balls, which flew towards Little Ying with a noisy roar! Seeing the first lightning ball almost upon her, Little Ying hurriedly scrambled to avoid it, just as the ball struck the rubble on the ground—

Pipa~

The fairly hard stone turned into dust.

"--!"

Little Ying sprang to her feet, trying to avoid the onslaught, but the successive lightning balls completely blocked her path! The deadly blue sparks were dazzling, and the stray bolts moved erratically, with several lightning balls barely grazing her skin! There was a constant attraction between the human body and the lightning balls, and between the lightning balls themselves, leaving Little Ying with less and less room to stand!

"You damned Pope! If you've got the guts, come down here and fight me!"

"Do you think I'm stupid? Lightning Ember is my Secret Technique. Extremely compressed lightning combined with instantaneous high temperature is enough to turn everything solid into ashes! You're really lucky to be sent to hell by it, because you'll be reduced to ashes before you even feel the pain! Hahahaha!!!!"

Looking down at Little Ying, who was now a trapped beast, the Pope couldn't help but burst into laughter. Finally, he could get rid of this damned little brat! He, a veteran of many battles, had been worn down for so long by a mere girl. He had to make sure she was reduced to ashes before he could avenge himself!

"Die!"

The Pope clenched his fists, and all the lightning balls rushed towards Little Ying simultaneously, leaving no gaps or blind spots! After a long battle, Little Ying was exhausted, and in this state, she couldn't possibly use any means to save her life!

(Waaaaah... I feel completely weak, unable to produce powerful bubbles, and I have no effective defense! There's nowhere to hide. Is this really... is this how it is...?)

No sooner said than done --

At that moment, the crimson flames illuminated the sky.

The light was so dazzling that even the confident old man and the flustered young girl couldn't help but be drawn to it.

It was an enormous spider Lycoris radiata, its petals unfurling and slowly blooming atop the central tower.

For a moment, they both had the illusion that the world had been set ablaze.

Rumble rumble rumble rumble!!!!!

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Little Ying's Lucky (sexual desire... ugh!) EX, oh my god!