Rain God Slash

"You said you wouldn't dodge!"

The Fish-Head Monster spoke through gritted teeth, three parts aggrieved and seven parts enraged.

If it had not been unable to catch Maupassant, it would have loved nothing more than to tear him apart again and again, then toss the pieces into a latrine pit.

Maupassant looked up at the sky and let out a leisurely sigh. This little Fish-Head Monster really was not right in the head. No wonder it had done something as idiotic as repaying kindness with enmity.

"You know, I used to hate rainy days. Because whenever something sad happened, it often rained, so I hated rain, hated it deeply. But now... I still hate rain, because every time it rains, it means I'm about to take a life." Maupassant gradually rose into the air and looked down at the Fish-Head Monster as he spoke slowly.

The Fish-Head Monster did not believe in the slightest that Maupassant could hurt it. After all, the man who had looked somewhat like Maupassant had used his ultimate move before and still failed to do anything to it.

"Rain Curtain!"

In an instant, the entire world was shrouded in torrential rain.

This was no ordinary rain, for it was denser and finer.

Every raindrop became extraordinarily thin, yet fell at an extreme speed, reducing visibility in the surroundings drastically. It was even harder to see than in heavy fog.

The Fish-Head Monster's eyes could observe everything in all three hundred and sixty degrees. It stood where it was and sneered disdainfully.

No matter what tricks Maupassant had, it firmly believed that the power bestowed upon it by God was the strongest power. It had no fear of Maupassant's petty tricks.

"Rain Torrent!"

Maupassant's voice suddenly rang out.

The next moment, countless different raindrops fell rapidly.