Chapter 466

"What's going on... my body..."

"Chakra threads?"

Val, who had been about to flee, suddenly felt his body as if bound by an invisible force.

The precision instruments in his eyes kept operating, and Val immediately saw some threads with a blue halo attached to his body.

A look of panic instantly appeared on his face; he wanted to struggle free with all his might, but there was simply no way.

"A puppet's strength owes much to its maker and its operator."

"But unfortunately, you don't qualify to become my collection."

The corner of Red Sand Scorpion's mouth curved into a slight smile as he increased the output to the chakra threads.

At the same time, his other hand swiftly manipulated the Third Kazekage's Sand Iron ninjutsu.

A massive sand-iron needle plummeted rapidly downward.

Val's face was filled with panic; countless precision instruments within his body kept operating.

Various mechanical magics were released, trying to change his predicament, but even though he had already torn free of the chakra threads before his eyes—

Val no longer had time to dodge.

"Bang!"

The massive sand-iron needle pierced straight through the sturdy body Val had been so proud of, pinning him firmly into the sand.

His once-arrogant gaze began to gradually scatter, and his entire body started to break apart bit by bit like a machine.

At this moment, a warship from not far away also arrived.

War Princess Dimaria stood at the bow, looking at Val, whose body had already begun to disintegrate not far ahead.

A trace of surprise also appeared on her face.

Although Val's strength was not considered top-tier among their Twelve Holy Shields—

He was absolutely not at the bottom of the Holy Shields either; in certain respects, his power countered most magic.

"Damn it, those bastards took out that guy Val."

"That useless loser Val!"

A flash of anger crossed War Princess Dimaria's eyes, and her figure vanished from the bow in an instant.

She gripped the war blade at her waist, intending to charge straight forward.

But just as her figure was still midair, a flock of crows suddenly appeared from within it.

"Crows? What's going on?"

In an instant, War Princess felt as if some changes had occurred in her body and consciousness.

But these tiny, subtle changes did not cause War Princess Dimaria to notice anything; the real weight of the war blade in her hand still kept her perfectly calm, and without the slightest hesitation she charged straight ahead.

A single slash struck Red Sand Scorpion's body, but strangely enough, the instant the war blade made contact with the body—

There was no real sensation of a slash at all. She, who had campaigned on battlefields for years, noticed something amiss at once.

She wanted to activate her proudest magic—Seal of Time.

But before she could even unleash it, in the blink of an eye, she felt as if she had been bound to a cross.

The surrounding sky turned a blood-red.

The entire world, apart from blood-red and black, held no other color.

Her magic vanished without a trace, like a stone sinking into the sea.