Chapter 2381 – Sun’s Fire
Seeing this scene, I couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat. I wanted to have Night Bird go assist Older Brother Jayad. Although it was very dangerous; if Night Bird were to be targeted by these two, she could be injured or even killed, but Older Brother Jayad was more important.
If we were defeated here, his Angel Form would be severely injured, and the Sea People infection would return to his main body, which would cripple Older Brother Jayad. The youth he possessed would also die here, failing our plan to stop the ritual. He might also have to face the wrath of the King in Yellow; the consequences were unimaginable, so I couldn’t care about anything else.
At this critical moment, Jayad’s Holy Sword flung away the curved blade while simultaneously blocking the Stone Hammer. His left hand shot out, directly grabbing the lance with his bare hand.
The lance, formed from intertwined thorns, was covered in barbs. Jayad’s bare-handed grab caused his hand to bleed profusely, but he held the lance firmly, preventing it from advancing an inch.
He stood there, left hand gripping the lance and right hand holding the Holy Sword, clashing with the Stone Hammer over ten times. Every strike sent sparks flying, as if he were forging iron. Yet, Jayad, through sheer strength, did not retreat a single step.
Shui Mo’s tentacles lunged directly at Jayad. The tips were laced with venom; a single strike would inject the poison, further increasing her advantage. At this point, Jayad’s left and right hands were fully occupied.
However, Shui Mo only saw a blur before her eyes. The curved blade at the tip of her tentacle struck empty air and did not hit Jayad. Though he stood right in front of her, it felt like looking at a flower through mist.
Isha’s hammer strike also missed. The scene before her eyes distorted. She saw the Stone Hammer strike Jayad, but it lacked any solid impact. Instead, the momentum of the hammer caused her to miss and be unable to retrieve it.
“It’s that bird in the sky! It’s distorting the light!” Shui Mo quickly discovered the cause, looking at the sky and shouting in anger.
Just moments ago, I had Night Bird fly into the sky and scatter feather scales that refract light. Night Bird’s silver color is achieved through these feather scales.
The illumination on Atos Island was already strange. Due to the proliferation of Sea People cells in the air and the island’s aquatic environment, light entering the island was already refracted, giving it a dreamlike, illusionary appearance.
Now, with these feather scales refracting the air again, their vision was completely distorted. Both crucial attacks missed their marks.
Jayad did not miss this opportunity. He directly stepped on the Stone Hammer that had landed on the ground, preventing Isha from retrieving it. Then, he was engulfed in flames – the scorching Sun’s Fire, the divine power of Atar The Merciless.
“Ah!!!” Isha and Shui Mo screamed. Not only do Sea People detest light, but even a normal person would be burned if roasted so closely.
Shui Mo’s tentacles, which she had tried to use to entangle Jayad and dismember him, immediately plunged into the fire. She writhed and thrashed, her surface blistering and emitting smoke. She had now become carbon-roasted jellyfish.
Furthermore, one of their weapons was held by Jayad, and the other was pinned by his foot; neither could be retrieved. They could only stand beside Jayad and be burned. Jayad swung his sword, injuring both of them.
In the inferno, Jayad himself was purified. The miasma spreading on his face was burned away by the flames. Even the poisoned parts of his tentacles were charred and fell off.
Seeing that they were about to be consumed by the sea of fire, they decisively chose to sever their limbs to save themselves. Shui Mo broke off the tip of her lance, while Isha pulled her sword free and abandoned the Stone Hammer.
The two women retreated rapidly, shedding their burning clothes as they went. Their beautiful female bodies were instantly exposed to Jayad’s gaze.
However, they were not as alluring as one might think, as their bodies were heavily burned, covered in scorch marks and blisters. They also bore sword wounds, clearly having suffered greatly in the previous exchange.
Isha suddenly began to sing a beautiful and melodious song. I wondered how she still had the heart to sing despite her severe injuries when I felt the surrounding magic converging upon them.
Not just magic, but also the water from the surrounding coral and the cells scattered in the air flew towards them, merging into their bodies.
This was a healing skill, absorbing biomass, water, and magic from the surroundings to rapidly heal themselves and other Sea People. The wounds inflicted by the Holy Sword healed quickly, and the burned areas shed their skin, revealing smooth, fair new skin underneath.
However, now that they were both naked, facing the gaze of a young man like Jayad, Isha and Shui Mo blushed shyly, covering their vital areas with their hands. Their weapons were also incomplete, making it impossible to continue fighting.
Jayad calmly observed the delicate bodies of the two Beautiful Girls. He was now experienced and knew how to appreciate beauty. His own injuries had been healed by the Holy Light.
“So you fear fire and light. If you retreat now, I can pretend this never happened and let you go,” Jayad said. He had chatted happily with these two girls just a few days ago.
“Since we have come this far, there is no turning back. Moreover, we have decided to speak for the Sea People,” Isha said resolutely. She turned to Shui Mo and said, “Shui Mo, use that.”
“But if we use that here, we might not be able to turn back!” Shui Mo hesitated.
“Without doing that, we have no chance of defeating him. If you are unwilling to go all out, I will,” Isha’s attitude was firm. “You should leave quickly.”
“Alright, we’ll advance and retreat together,” Shui Mo nodded. Then, she opened her mouth, and began to sing with Isha.
The Demon Hunters of the Deep Sea School seemed to favor transferring their power through song, much like Mages need incantations or Priests need prayers.
Their song was long and deep, reminiscent of whales calling out to companions in the deep sea or the songs of dolphins, yet both were incredibly beautiful.
As their song echoed through the coral canyon, countless Sea People cells and magic surged into them, almost pouring into their bodies. Their forms began to mutate rapidly.
“Angel Form?” Jayad watched their transformation. Isha and Shui Mo seemed unable to actively transform into angels. They had to gather external magic, which would inevitably make it harder for them to control their sanity after transforming into angels.
Finally, before Jayad stood a monstrous creature, a black being resembling both a sea snake and a whale, and a humanoid creature with a head like a glowing jellyfish, possessing wings on its sides and limbs that were tentacled sharp blades.
