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Chapter 389: Three Ravens
Chapter 389: Three Ravens
In the hotel corridor, two doors were blocked by Magpie and Ying, while Owl was in the room across from Erza's, but his magic couldn't be sensed, indicating he wasn't in the room.
The others were likely already having fun in the underground amusement park.
The opponents were mages specializing in assassinations, and life-or-death battles couldn't be taken lightly. For now, they should be treated as three S-class opponents.
2 against 3, they were at a numerical disadvantage.
The corridor was only about three meters high, and if a large monster appeared, it would undoubtedly damage the building and potentially injure other guests.
Owl, the one who had just attacked Mira, seemed to possess the ability to create darkness and night vision. The rocket-like prop on his back suggested he could fly or charge forward.
Ying, the most unusual one, played the guitar and had a two-headed wolf. He might use sound and his hair as weapons.
Magpie, the leader of the Three Ravens, excelled in swordsmanship. She required extra caution.
Rod quickly analyzed the situation and tried to gather more information: "Why would the renowned Three Ravens target us? Who commissioned your assassination?"
"The client meant, 'The Magicians and the Fairy Strategist are troublesome, so don't let them interfere.'"
Magpie lifted her sleeve to cover her smiling mouth, exuding an air of a geisha, "Killing you is merely the most convenient solution."
"Then it's simple. Tell us what your client wants to do, and we won't get involved."
Rod discreetly placed one hand behind his back, slightly turning to block Owl's line of sight, and secretly wrote on Mira's back.
"Your attempts to extract information are futile, please excuse my silence."
"The fairy's blood~ will wither like springtime cherry blossoms~ in the wind~"
Whether it was a haiku or some sort of ballad, even sung by a great beauty, Rod couldn't appreciate it.
But it didn't matter; he hadn't planned to let Magpie finish singing anyway.
Rod and Mira, one receiving the Mountain Dragon Soul and the other the Soul of Satan, simultaneously charged towards Owl in the room. In an instant, they appeared before him.
Two fists, one large and one small, landed on Owl's chest.
Everyone heard the sound of cracking bones as Rod and Mira's fists sank deep into Owl's body.
Owl's robust body flew backward, smashing through the hotel's outer wall.
He spat out a line of blood mid-air, crashing heavily into the beach sand.
Sand buried half of Owl's body, with the upper part of his body sticking out at an unnatural angle, almost vertical in the sand.
The beach rippled like a body of water hit by a giant boulder, sending a massive wave of sand that completely obscured the trio's figures.
The exaggerated tremors radiated outward from the three, causing nearby waves to recede, and tourists to stumble and fall, their cries of surprise filling the air.
As the tremors finally subsided, the tourists scrambled away, some crawling and others running.
Those who had noticed the strange object that had landed on the beach and were curious enough to take a look, now had no need to investigate further. It was definitely a Mage hunting a monster, and it was best to stay as far away as possible.
Fortunately, the Magpie and Ying had no interest in ordinary people. Even as people ran past them, they paid no heed and continued towards the source of the tremors.
"Summon, Azure Engraved Golem, Crimson Marked Treant!"
After casting that spell, Roald immediately summoned the Red and Blue Crowns of Insight and Ember for himself and Mira.
He casually pointed at the motionless owl, "Attack, and don't hold back."
This time, their enemies were different from those they had encountered before. They were true assassins, and notoriously so.
They were akin to Red-named monsters, which meant they could be killed on sight, and there was a chance of receiving a reward.
With two formidable opponents in front of them, Roald had no time to determine if the owl had lost its fighting ability.
In a life-or-death situation, he had to be ruthless.
"You're injured," Mira noted with her keen observation, spotting a bloodline on Roald's wing.
Roald's expression grew somber, "That woman slashed me with her sword. She's a troublesome opponent, so we must be cautious."
Mila nodded, well aware of Roald's formidable defense after receiving the Mountain Dragon Soul.
The fact that this woman could land a blow on Roald in a critical moment and leave a wound meant that her attack power alone was likely on par with his Magical Hyuteri.
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"text": "The Magpie and Ying had initially considered saving the owl, but after witnessing the terrifying strike and the two monsters relentlessly pounding the owl, they abandoned that thought. In such a battered state, it was uncertain if the owl would even survive, let alone be of any help in the upcoming battle."
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"Summon..." Before long, a large group of bizarre creatures appeared around Roald and Mira.
Some flew, others burrowed, and some stayed behind.
They were fortunate to have swiftly eliminated one enemy through a surprise attack, and they couldn't afford to be careless with these two.
To prepare for any potential 'First Encounter Kill' magic they might possess, Roald needed the wild monsters to help test them.
"Swift Sword, Swamp Frog!"
Two large and ten small, a total of twelve Swift Swords flew above the Magpie and Ying, raining down hundreds of red feathers like a shower of flying knives.
The two Swamp Frogs hopped forward and spat out purple poison—in a life-or-death situation, there was no time to worry about pollution.
Facing attacks from two directions, Ying vigorously strummed his guitar while headbanging.
Amidst the discordant guitar sounds, his long hair at the back of his head seemed to come alive, resembling writhing snakes that extended forward, waving and absorbing all the poison.
"It's useless! My hair can absorb all liquids!" he shouted, declaring his ability, "But oil and alcohol are exceptions, as they damage hair quality."
His speech sounded like that of a madman. Oil and alcohol damage hair quality, but poison doesn't?
The Magpie drew her katana and danced gracefully amidst the red feathers, her blade tracing beautiful arcs.
Every feather that fell towards her and Ying was split in two, not vertically or horizontally, but 'horizontally'! Each feather-knife was sliced into two thin pieces, floating down lightly!
Vadarudas Ying, this person should be referred to as Vadarudas, but his style clashed with the other two, and it would be too wordy to call him 'Vadarudas'.
(End of Chapter)
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