Forcibly Taking the Qilin Lion

Redfield was actually already capable of using Geppo, flying toward the Qilin Lion and stabbing it with his sword, only to be parried by the beast's sharp claws.

"Humans, you are indeed invaders! We will certainly drive you off Rare Beast Island!"

Wuzhu squawked wildly; possessing little combat ability, it immediately flew back into the herd of rare beasts to issue the command to attack, and countless beasts charged toward Brook and his crew.

"Captain Brook, there are so many beasts! Hurry up and use that ability of yours that scared the Marines into fainting!!"

Seeing thousands of rare beasts charging over, even the fearless Shakky began to feel a bit nervous.

Brook didn't waste any breath; he simply stepped forward, raised his aura, and endless Hell Underworld Qi erupted from his body.

'Hell Underworld Qi: Death Deterrence'

Countless charging rare beasts were struck by the terror of the Underworld Qi Brook unleashed. As if they had encountered their natural predator, their entire bodies stiffened, causing them to collapse due to their own momentum and roll across the ground. Some were even scared to the point of losing control of their bowels, looking utterly pathetic.

The beasts behind trampled over the fallen bodies in front, and the momentum of the charge instantly disintegrated, throwing the entire situation into chaos and rendering Wuzhu's commands useless.

The Qilin Lion was entangled with Redfield and could not spare the effort to command the beasts, while most of the cowardly species among them had already been so deterred that they turned and fled to escape the horror of death.

"Captain Brook, that was too cool! One man standing against ten thousand—you've truly opened our eyes!!"

Not only were Shakky and the others stunned, but even the dueling Qilin Lion and Redfield were affected by this aura of death. The Qilin Lion watched its subjects fleeing in a frenzy and began to roar, trying to boost their morale.

However, most of the beasts had already been scared out of their wits and had fled the area. Seeing Brook display such divine might, Redfield also pulled out all the stops, weaving left and right as he sought to defeat the Qilin Lion King.

Seeing a few beasts still trying to rally, Shakky led Fish-Man Tom in a charge, while Silvers raised his sniper rifle and began picking off the beasts that looked particularly strong.

Antonio watched Brook's back from behind with admiration, a thought of becoming stronger taking root in his mind; he could not remain just the logistics personnel who only knew how to run away, as the Captain often teased.

Brook kept his eyes on the battle between the Qilin Lion and Redfield. The flying Qilin Lion held a significant aerial advantage; whenever the Golden Beast Horn on its head turned red, its strength would increase dozens of times, allowing it to create a crater over ten meters wide and a meter or two deep with a single swipe—its power was immense.

The Qilin Lion King's horn turned red again, and its sharp claws grew scorching hot. With a single swipe, it unleashed three Hot Air Blades, which Redfield dodged time and again.

The increasingly enraged Qilin Lion King let out a roar in mid-air, and the sound waves pressed outward in a tangible shockwave. Antonio immediately covered his ears, his expression pained.

In Brook's eyes, the Qilin Lion began to grow larger, shifting from a lion body only three or four meters tall into a giant beast over ten meters high; it seemed it was finally unleashing its true capabilities.

Its massive body hovered in the air, its two front claws striking out repeatedly as a continuous stream of scorching wind blades shot toward Redfield and Brook's group...

Brook drew his Seven-Star Sword and unleashed a slash of Demon Ghost Sword Qi, shattering all the scorching wind blades, while the Qilin Lion King's massive body lunged fiercely at Redfield.

Redfield's speed was immense; he vanished from his spot in an instant, causing the Qilin Lion King to miss and slam into the ground, creating a deep crater with soil splashing everywhere and a low, rumbling boom.

If that strike had landed, even Brook might have been flattened, but Redfield was destined to become a hegemon-level pirate who would one day be famous across the seas; his talent was exceptional, and his combat instincts were sharp.

He now utilized his speed advantage to continuously carve wounds into the massive Qilin Lion King. The beast grew more anxious and violent with every passing moment, and with the even more powerful Brook lurking nearby, its heart was thrown into complete disarray.

Meanwhile, the other rare beast elders were beaten down by Shakky and Tom. Under the benevolent traditions of the Beast King, the beasts of Rare Beast Island had long since given up eating meat, and all of them survived on plants and fruits.

Except for the Beast King, who inherited the horn and possessed strong combat power to protect the island, the combat ability of the other beasts was essentially trash. Without predators, the beasts here lived too comfortably and had lost their bestial nature; they were all gentle, herbivorous creatures.

Wuzhu, who could speak, was also struck in the wing by Silvers and fell, only to be caught by Shakky. She wondered how this parrot had learned human language on an island without humans.

Under Shakky's intimidation, Wuzhu finally revealed the truth: long ago, humans had reached this island and lived in harmony with the beasts, leaving behind some books. Since their parrot species was adept at learning speech, the ability had been passed down ever since.

The power unleashed by the Qilin Lion King forced even Redfield to temporarily avoid its edge. Once it was forced back again, Brook struck decisively, carving a deep sword mark into the Qilin Lion's abdomen.

The eerie, violent aura of the Seven-Star Sword immediately infected the Qilin Lion King, accompanied by the chilling Underworld Ghost Qi, causing its limbs to stiffen!

Redfield felt a bit helpless regarding his Captain's intervention; it seemed his own strength was still not enough, to the point that the Captain couldn't bear to watch. He would have to double his training in the future and strive to catch up to the Captain as soon as possible!

"Do not hurt our King!!"

The injured Wuzhu, dragging its wounded wing, struggled desperately to break free from Shakky's grasp and hopped over to stand in front of Brook, preventing him from continuing his attack on the wounded Qilin Lion King.

The Qilin Lion King also seemed to have exhausted its stamina; the ten-meter-tall giant beast reverted to its original two-to-three-meter form, its aura withered significantly, and it bore over a dozen sword marks, the most severe being the one Brook had dealt to its abdomen.

"Your strength is quite good. Would you like to follow us out to sea?"

Brook was quite fond of this gorgeous and powerful Rare Exotic Beast, the Qilin Lion King, but his offer was met only with the lion's low growls and hostility.

"Captain, it seems it won't be easy to make it submit. Why don't we beat it up again? Keep hitting it until it yields!"

Redfield was also sharpening his blades, ready for another round. The injured Qilin Lion King was no longer his match, and he could easily beat it into submission.

"Please, I beg you, let our King go! It still has to protect this island!"

Wuzhu continued to plead, its wing—hit by the sniper bullet—still bleeding, looking quite miserable.

"As a beast with such gifted talent, to live here eating only plants and having such poor combat ability... this world is about survival of the fittest, not about all beasts eating vegetables and losing their predatory instincts!

Only without the Qilin Lion King will these beasts slowly recover their true nature and duel to produce a new Beast King!"

Brook fabricated a rather far-fetched reason for his forceful seizure of the Qilin Lion. Regardless, he had taken a liking to this beast, and today he was going to tame it—no matter who tried to stop him!