Trying My Full Strength Now

The instant the giant Black Gold hand reached for him, Milluki's first instinct was not to dodge.

He pressed the list against his chest and shrank back.

"I fucking knew nothing good would come from running a dungeon with you!"

Five fingers emerged from the Black Sea, each tipped with anchor-like hooks, scraping past the ruptured cabin and clawing inward.

Clutching the list, Milluki slipped underfoot. With two document cases still hanging off him, he ran like a dog was chasing him.

Shalnark casually yanked him aside.

"Left."

"I see it! I don't need you to tell me!"

The next second, the giant hand changed from grabbing to sweeping. Its Black Gold knuckles smashed through half the cabin wall and came crashing down toward Milluki's back.

Bai Zhu's blade arrived first.

Ryujin Jakka sliced horizontally through the giant hand's wrist.

The line of fire bit into its Black Gold flesh. No blood flowed from the severed end; instead, a pale golden mist burst forth.

The moment that sound came rushing out, Milluki's legs went weak, and he nearly dropped to his knees.

Bai Zhu swung his blade again.

"You even dared steal evidence. Who gave you the nerve?"

The severed tendons of the giant hand still tried to fuse back together, Black Gold patterns crawling like living worms.

The blade pressed down.

Flames bored into the wound, burning those things until they shriveled into ash.

A shrill screech rose from beneath the Black Sea.

The entire Main Sacrificial Ship sank with it.

The deck split apart, and more cables surged out from the cracks, lunging at the document cases and the list as if they had grown teeth.

Shalnark glanced up at the patterns beneath the ship, his speech speeding up considerably.

"The Secondary Destruction Formation has activated. The ship