However, even as she sped toward the source of the purple light, Oko understood that since the enemy dared to invade the entire space so ostentatiously, they had either laid defensive traps around the area or stationed powerful guards nearby.
Thus, Oko had entered a fully armed combat stance long ago.
Seven Round Sun Longswords clung tightly to her long hair and limbs along with the "Fine-Hair Sword Body," while the "Crimson Lotus Silk Feet" wound around her fair legs faintly gathered crimson radiance, leaving behind one phantom crimson lotus bud after another in the air.
Beyond that, Oko herself kept her eyes wide, held her breath, lowered her center of gravity, concealed her presence to the utmost, and sharpened her focus to its peak, ensuring that she could react in time and fend off any assault from any direction or angle in the coming moments.
In this state of complete readiness, Oko continued closing in on the source of the purple light through the low skies above the plateau.
Before long, less than five kilometers remained between them.
Yet before Oko could fully arrive at the scene, a blurry figure suddenly flew out from that distant place where purple light soared into the heavens, shooting straight toward Oko. Clearly, they had secretly discovered her trail through some means.
At the sight, Oko drew a deep breath without changing expression, immediately preparing to swiftly wipe the other party out with all her strength.
Then, a piercing cry erupted from the other party's mouth, resounding through heaven and earth and instantly jolting Oko's eardrums and mind.
"Momo——!"
Hearing that sudden call, hearing that long-distant name, hearing that familiar voice, Oko's expression changed at once, and her heart began to pound faster.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The owner of the voice came racing