Ariel did not pause for even an instant. Her figure twisted through the air like a golden streak of light changing direction again and again, each turn faster than the last.
The arcs traced by the trident in her hand were like ignited golden flames, every swing striking at the weak points in the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's defense.
Amid that endless succession of golden arcs, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King was forced to keep shifting, dodging, and blocking.
Although his right fist was still wrapped in dark blue Divine Power, facing that slender trident barehanded was becoming increasingly awkward.
The scorch marks left on his fist from colliding with the trident continued to accumulate. Those golden marks were like fine patterns branded into the surface of his scales, and every collision made the sting of the next blow clearer.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King abruptly pulled back several yards. Dark blue Divine Power surged around him at high speed, like a vortex compressed to its limit taking shape.
At that moment, his right hand closed in an empty grasp. Dark blue radiance poured from his palm like ignited deep-sea flames, condensing in an instant into a long spear covered in a flowing deep blue halo.
The spear shaft was long and slender, its surface engraved with fine patterns like marks repeatedly washed out by ocean waves. At its tip was a point of light compressed to the extreme, its edges entwined with golden arcs of electricity like burning flames.
The moment the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King gripped that spear, the aura around him changed completely.
It was no longer the pure, flesh-and-blood savagery of fighting barehanded, but a focused precision sharpened by the weapon in his grasp.
He lowered his center of gravity slightly. The