Chapter 2004

Qi Yue was slightly surprised.

But very happy.

【Hehe, my lord is here, do you want to fight alongside me?】

Zhao Chi had not fought inside Qi Yue's body many times—most often it was inside Gu Qing's, and Tang Ruan had some as well.

But this time was different.

This time, what was needed was a quick decisive battle.

Moreover, Gu Qing's body's spiritual energy was already basically exhausted, so staying inside her body was no longer of much use.

Better to enter Qi Yue's body and quickly deal with the enemy.

Cut down the enemy commander first!

Too bad now was not the time to take prisoners—only quick kills.

Zhao Chi 【That's right, Qi Yue, this battle is on us, charge! Cut down that werewolf lord, use both kinds of energy together!】

Qi Yue 【Hehe, roger that】

The two energy points stacked together, making Qi Yue's peach-blossom cheeks even rosier.

The stacking of extreme pleasure made her cry out loud.

"Ah-hng!"

18 points of Agility surged to 25 points, speed exploding upward.

Like a silver meteor, she charged straight at Fujita Seisuke.

Shirakawa Yuya watched the female soldiers suddenly change direction and immediately shouted a warning:

"Captain Fujita, these enemies are very strange, be careful! That 6-armed woman is charging over!"

Fujita Seisuke roared: "Haha, strange? Then let me see just how strange they can be. I love eating human women's arms the most—crisp and tender—but I've never eaten ones this big before, hahaha, show me what you've got!"

Qi Yue grinned ferociously: "Alright then, let me show you! Half-Moon Slash~"

Whoosh~

A four-meter-long, bright crescent moon-blade appeared.

Moonlight stretched vast and hazy.

Emitting a cold, piercing white light under the sun.

Swoosh~

Whoosh!

The moon-blade rushed forth at high speed.

The grass split open to both sides like an explosion.

"Hmph! Too slow!"

Fujita Seisuke's pupils contracted sharply, his wolf-waist twisted, and he dodged swiftly.

Swoosh~

Boom!!

The moon-blade grazed past him and exploded behind him.

Fujita Seisuke instinctively looked back.

Only to see the golden-body warrior right in the middle explode directly.

Wolf fur filled the sky.

Over ten more massive golden-body warriors and royal warriors were blasted away, in a thoroughly sorry state.

"N-no, nothing more than this…"

Fujita Seisuke was somewhat stunned.

Able to blow apart a golden-body warrior in one strike? And send over a dozen werewolf warriors flying? Can an attack really be this strong?

Although he had already sensed something was off in his heart, the distance between the two sides was already very close, and both sides' speeds were extremely fast—there was no time to stop now.

Fujita Seisuke could only brace himself and charge in.

"Oh? Half-Moon Slash is nothing more than this? Then how about this?"

Qi Yue's smile grew wider, but her eyes were exceptionally cold.

"Blade-type combat art—Wild Dance!"

The towering 4.5-meter-tall Qi Yue was seen leaping high, cold light glinting among her six arms, like a mountain of blades pressing down from the sky.

For an instant, Fujita Seisuke felt a twinge of panic.

He was very strong.

And his experience was even more abundant.

Precisely because of this, he could sense that something was truly wrong.

But now he could only fight it out head-on!

Fujita Seisuke bit down on his sharp wolf fangs, his twin claws thrusting out heavily.

Swish! Swish!

In an instant, his two claws extended half a meter, like several black longswords.

"Come on, let me show you the might of the Holy Race—Hell Spiral!"

Boom!

Fujita Seisuke shot up like a cannonball, charging straight at Qi Yue diagonally above.

His body seemed to merge with the blades, like a giant spear thrusting upward from below!

Qi Yue felt the gale.

"Heh~ Spiral? I don't think you're all that impressive either~"

Qi Yue let out a cold laugh, all six arms slashing in unison.

Bang Bang Bang!

A burst of sharp, dense sonic booms rang out.

No one could tell exactly how many had sounded, but they only felt the sky flashing nonstop.

That was the gleam of Qi Yue's blades.

Boom!!

In the end, there was a single muffled, thunderous crash.

Fujita Seisuke was gone.

All that remained in the sky was a skyful of wolf fur, a haze of blood, and Qi Yue landing with a cold laugh.

Qi Yue landed completely unscathed, laughed once more, then charged toward the golden-body warriors behind.

"Huh?"

"No, what's going on? That explosion… it couldn't be, could it?"

"Where is my lord Fujita?"