Chapter 145: The mine-stepping style of combat is also a North Star tradition

A blue beast, like a combination of a bear and a wolf, opened its giant mouth, revealing ferocious fangs. It leaped out directly, and ultramarine flames turned into a second coat on its fur, biting fiercely toward this guy in front of it, who didn't know if he was a human or something else.

Facing its attack, Jia Ji, who had been squatting on the ground from start to finish, trying his best to shrink his body into a small ball with his arms defending in front of him, instead let out a sigh of relief and wiped away a cold sweat.

For him, who was good at close-quarters melee combat and often styled himself on instant annihilation, the opponent's current move was exactly what he wanted.

Just now, he had been beaten quite badly. The opponent's overwhelming flame bullets and fireballs, like the Saiyan Prince's tactics, had roared and submerged him; they would explode upon the slightest touch, causing the surrounding temperature to rise rapidly.

At the beginning, because it was too sudden, he had almost taken one to the forehead, and his already sparse hair was almost all burned off.

Although Fighting Qi could offset the impact and damage of the fire bullets, the high-temperature domain was impossible to guard against; squatting down to reduce the hit area as much as possible was the correct move.

Every breath was a kind of torture. The blue flames seemed to be able to invade his body from the air he breathed, tormenting his internal organs. His lungs felt like they were about to burn, and the skin exposed to the outside was instantly stripped of moisture by the high temperature.

In this blazing fire, a pair of eyes flickering with deep blue luster bloomed with extraordinary brilliance!

"Well come, now it's my turn."

"Boom!"

A huge explosion shook his eardrums.

A pair of strong and powerful arms reached out, simultaneously gripping the upper and lower jaws of the blue bear-wolf, forcibly stopping this bite in mid-air!

Roar—

The wind howled. At this close distance, the beast, several times larger than Jia Ji, let out a roar that shook the sky.

Then, a trace of human-like shock appeared in her eyes. Clearly, the opponent's size and force-exerting posture were in an overwhelmingly disadvantageous position, but the actual situation was completely the opposite; it was she herself who was unable to move and unable to advance an inch.

This ferocious monster was none other than the "Chant-Reciter," and the Crimson Realm Demon King she was contracted with was "The Claw of Ravage," Marchosias. And the current form was the new form transformed by her Unrestricted Spell "Flame Coat-Toka," a body full of power and wild beauty, coming and going like the wind.

While pressing down on Toka with those hands that looked like they were cast from steel, Jia Ji still had the heart to be distracted, muttering to himself: "Did I commit a heavenly crime?"

Everything could be described in one sentence—combat started five seconds after meeting.

When Jia Ji arrived in front of Margery Daw, he only had time to take a brief look at her.

She was a mature British woman with a model-like figure and beauty, her chestnut hair tied into a single ponytail, green eyes with rimless glasses, and a tall, curvy figure. The noon sun shone on her, making her look particularly moving.

She looked slightly older than Jia Ji, wearing a capable light purple shirt and a women's hip-hugging skirt, with black silk stockings clinging to the beautiful curves of her long legs. However, the strangest and most eye-catching thing about her was the classic hardcover book slung diagonally across her waist.

Immediately the next second, the mature woman's fingers knocked silently on the cover of the book, and ultramarine flames spread from that classic book to the entire street, forming a Barrier.

"Ha, my sensitive little wine glass, you really are decisive!"

The divine artifact book slung across her waist suddenly flew up from Margery Daw's waist, emitting an exaggerated, annoying, loud laugh.

And seeing this dictionary-like thing speak, Jia Ji couldn't help but widen his eyes, lamenting that if this thing were used by the Dictionary Emperor, it would definitely be a golden partner.

"It seems I didn't judge wrong."

Responding casually to her own contracted Demon King, the blonde mature woman's expression was a bit serious. The man in front of her, whose art style looked wrong at first glance, vaguely brought her a sense of danger.

"This shouldn't be an ordinary opponent."

Being able to move within a Barrier meant he wouldn't be an ordinary human, and she had never heard of a Flame Haze warrior who looked like this, so he could only be a Denizen of the Crimson Realm... Since that was the case, the opponent appearing in front of her would definitely not be a coincidence.

Margery Daw, who had established a contract with Marchosias from the Crimson Realm at the brink of death, had spent hundreds of years searching for and killing Denizens of the Crimson Realm in order to personally kill the Denizen of the Crimson Realm "Silver," who had a deep hatred for her.

Known by Denizens of the Crimson Realm as the "synonym for terror" and "synonym for death," she was extremely rich in combat experience and could judge the threat Jia Ji brought with just one glance. And her consistent approach to enemies was—Denizen of the Crimson Realm, kill without mercy!

"Wait a minute!"

Margery Daw turned a deaf ear to his words. Raising her hand in a gesture, an Unrestricted Spell pattern emerged from the void, and a spiral flame storm erupted from in front of her. The high temperature and high heat made the air hiss.

Jia Ji, who had intended to communicate well and obtain the other party's assistance, dodged the manic fire wave with a big jump, knowing that the other party had already regarded him as a Denizen of the Crimson Realm and wouldn't listen to anything he said.

Then he had no choice but to show his martial power to make the other party listen to him properly. It was just that he hadn't expected that an old-school Flame Haze warrior would indeed have some tricks, beating him into a state of running for his life with just long-range Unrestricted Spells.

It wasn't that he couldn't use Fighting Qi to clash with her, but the two moves Jia Ji knew either had too much of a wind-up, and the opponent wouldn't give him that time at all, or the damage was too high, making it easy to take the opponent away directly.

Up until now, Jia Ji, who had experienced the pressure of a barrage battle in advance, had finally seized the opportunity to fight close combat after the opponent transformed.

The muscle fibers all over his body made the sound of steel wires tightening, and Jia Ji suddenly expanded a circle again. Surging power flowed endlessly in every muscle bundle, squeezing out an incalculable force.

Toka, whose head was clamped, had her inner soul surprised by the brute force of the opponent, which was enough to rival "The Variable, Schneider." But she had encountered worse situations than this more than once in hundreds of years, so her eyes still burned with a fierce light.

Swish!

Margery Daw, who was preparing to swing her claws that had not yet been suppressed to tear open the opponent's abdomen, suddenly realized that her field of vision had changed. The opponent in front of her seemed to have suddenly turned into a giant, and her own body flew into the sky uncontrollably.

Boom!

Jia Ji, who held the beast's muzzle with his bare hands, exerted powerful muscle force, swinging an exaggerated arc, smashing most of her torso into the hard ground in one blow.

The entire street shook, and the people prohibited within the Barrier became unsteady in the vibration.

Dust surged.

The blonde mature woman lay unconscious in tatters in a giant pit that could easily fit her person, and even her rimless glasses were smashed to pieces.

JAGI, win!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 146 =====