Calydonian Boar

She tore through the obstacles in her way, but these Murderous Hunters seemed to sense her intentions and surrounded her without fear of death. Each strike tore countless hunters apart, their black clothes and shattered masks like fireworks.

Just then, the boar's head on her shoulder stopped whispering, as if it were trembling, and then she saw crimson waves surging in.

These giant waves seemed to devour all life on this snowy land; countless Murderous Hunters disappeared into this red ocean as if drowning.

These were not ocean waves, but Magnetic Field Heavenly Blade. However, under Bai Mo's control, these Magnetic Field Heavenly Blade avoided the trees in the snow mountain and only cleared out these Murderous Hunters.

"Atalanta, what... what's going on? Is that Calydonian Boar?"

A voice she never expected to hear rang out. Atalanta turned to look, but her blood-stained eyes could barely open. However, an extremely sweet aroma flooded her senses, and her stomach protested, demanding to be filled immediately.

The instinct of the beast overwhelmed the last shred of reason. Atalanta let out a low growl and pounced forward with all four limbs! It brutally tore apart the obstructive fabric, as if a wild beast were tearing open the warm belly of its prey.

An even stronger aroma wafted towards her, making her fangs itch and her heart pound. Her appetite seemed to be mixed with other desires, like a flood bursting its banks.

Unlike predators like cheetahs, wild boars don't have a structured feeding process; they simply swallow their prey whole. In Atalanta's hazy understanding, the softest part of her cheeks is the easiest to chew.

Bai Mo did not resist Atalanta's sudden attack; with only 350,000 horses, he was not capable of harming her. Moreover, one should not move a patient during a sudden attack unless it poses a threat to oneself.

Therefore, he focused his senses on her body and quickly found the problem.

"Curse?"

Atalanta took a bite, Bai Mo raised his hand to press her face down, but she was like a ravenous beast, biting off the nearest piece of flesh. Her fingers crunched under her sharp teeth, but she couldn't break through the skin no matter what she did.

Enki's power caused a cool stream of water to flow into her mouth like a breeze.

The dark purple blood on her body faded away at a visible speed, and Atalanta's gaze immediately returned to clarity. Her emerald eyes held an expression of disbelief.

She seemed too surprised to realize she was "eating" at first; the next second she came to her senses and loosened her teeth.

When eating, both humans and wild animals instinctively retract their tongues to prevent their teeth from biting their tongues, allowing enough space for the food to pass through.

However, once this action is complete, the tongue will then function as taste buds.

"Ah? Woo! Huff..."

Atalanta was initially startled and loosened her jaw. Then, due to the subconscious movement of her tongue muscles, a strange sensation and taste rushed to her brain and taste buds.

She then jerked away as if electrocuted, her face instantly turning red, and she managed to squeeze out a low moan of extreme embarrassment and anger.

Bai Mo's gaze remained fixed on the remains of the Murderous Hunters, his brow furrowed as he looked at these Murderous Hunters who exuded corrupted magic.

"It's strange. Although Ivan IV was indeed influenced by the Orthodox Church and dabbled in theology or witchcraft, that was only in his later years when he couldn't hold onto power. Ivan the Terrible here, on the other hand, has enough power to make the Orthodox Church replace the Christ cross with his statue."

The Murderous Hunters is Ivan IV's familiar, but in no way is it related to this almost sacrificial curse.

Looking at these curses, Bai Mo muttered to himself, a strange and eerie feeling swirling in his heart. Then, a mocking voice echoed in his mind:

"Bai Mo, that's really going too far. Miss Atalanta over there is almost crying, and all your attention is on these things. What is this? Ancient Greece playthings?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo belatedly turned to Atalanta, who was standing beside him, and asked:

"Are you awake now? You weren't looking very well just now. Even though there were some of those things involved, that thing on your shoulder... something's not right."

Seeing Bai Mo as if nothing had happened, Atalanta rushed over, grabbed his newly restored clothes, and pressed her head against his chest.

"You... you're still alive?"

"Of course he's alive. We should have met before, around the time of Mifune."

Atalanta muttered with some resentment:

"I have no recollection... That was me back in Archer days, wasn't it? I have absolutely no memory of that now that I have a Spirit Origin. So, you didn't..."

"He didn't die; he just traveled straight from the Age of Gods back to the 21st century."

Atalanta let out a deep breath, looked up, and revealed a rather happy smile.

"I see..." Then, she punched Bai Mo on the shoulder, followed by two weak thuds.

"I was so worried about you, you rascal!"

On the silent snow, Bai Mo squatted before the half-destroyed remains of Murderous Hunters lying on a tree stump, and took some curses. Now that there was a Caster there, at least there was some way to resolve the Magecraft matters.

"Speaking of which, what are you doing here? Did you get into trouble again and end up time-traveling?"

Atalanta and Bai Mo crouched down together, her eyes fixed on Bai Mo, her tail wagging behind her.

"It's nothing, just that some things started because of me, so I have to deal with them. Also, some important things need to be retrieved, but for now, it seems I have to deal with that thing first."

Bai Mo pointed towards the distant Fantasy Tree, where, like the target of the Rebels and Chaldea, lies Yaga Moscow —the source of everything.

Seeing this, Atalanta smiled sincerely.

"I see. It seems that after all this time, we're side by side again. I've organized a resistance army. If you're still homeless, why don't you come join me?"

"I went there a long time ago. Those people have already cleaned up my room, and the Chaldea group is already there too."

Upon hearing this, Atalanta's eyes lit up, and she covered her face with her fist and laughed:

"Hehe, is that so? I never imagined I'd become your leader one day. Fate is truly amazing. It turns out I'll be at the helm someday. I'm counting on you then."

"Well, leave the fighting to me. By the way, what's the situation on your end?"

Feeling the 350,000 units of power emanating from Atalanta, Bai Mo's gaze swept over her before shifting to the head of the wild boar on her shoulder.

Atalanta's heart pounded. Her attire in her Spirit Origin form was incredibly daring, a direct expression of wild beauty, while the predominantly black color added an eerie allure.

Previously, she hadn't cared much about her appearance. Although Atalanta under this Spirit Origin was a Berserker, she didn't possess the Berserker's [Mad Enhancement]; instead, she had [Beast Transformation].

At the same time, influenced by her own ability [the Logic of the Beast], her thinking is closer to that of a wild beast, which makes her not care about her own fur, but only think like a wild beast about how to hunt efficiently.

But being watched by someone she had a close relationship with in her previous life still made her cheeks feel hot, but she had no intention of hiding it. Instead, she felt a sense of smug satisfaction at Bai Mo's attention to her body.

"Is this the reason? The Boar of Calydon, this thing seems to lower your resistance to curses to some extent. Generally speaking, 350,000 horses wouldn't be affected by this level of curse."

Seeing that Bai Mo's attention was completely focused on the boar's head on her shoulder, Atalanta's expression froze instantly, even showing a hint of annoyance.

She looked at her daringly dressed figure, then at the boar's head on her shoulder. They had just been in that intimate situation, so how could this be? Was her charm really so worthless? Could she not even compare to a boar's head?