At that moment, when the treasury had quieted down, a faint sound of footsteps echoed. Moli’s ears twitched slightly. Suddenly, she stretched out her finger towards the other side. The black currents in her eyes swirled slightly as she used the Whale-man Species’ curse to extract the life energy of the newcomer.
From the air, a strand of pale blue life energy was quickly extracted. Moli’s eyes narrowed, but she was frightened and quickly withdrew her finger.
"How... how can this be..."
Moli’s hand began to tremble continuously, and at the same time, she looked incredulously ahead.
Before her, the expressionless old man, Blake, was supporting a large chunk of falling rock, staring directly at Moli.
Stones continued to fall from the sky, but when they hit him, a pale blue stream of water repelled them. This was what had repelled Fisher’s Fluid Sword countless times.
This time Moli was close enough to finally recognize what it was...
"That’s Auntie’s... blessing..."
Fisher coughed lightly and regained his senses. He hastily sat up only to see Moli looking in disbelief at Blake in the distance.
At this moment, Blake, not knowing when, had picked up a relic shaped like a giant sword. The blade of the giant sword already bore spots of rust, looking like it hadn’t been used for a long time.
Meanwhile, in his right hand, he held an old-fashioned short-barrelled musket, which his thumb was pushing into the breech.
Fisher, a Nali person, knew of a bronze statue erected in Saint Nali’s port for Blake. It was to commemorate the brave man who represented Nali on numerous journeys around the world and retrieved abundant results, depicting the young Blake holding the giant sword and wielding the musket.
He wore a smile, aiming his weapons toward the ocean, symbolizing his relentless pursuit and exploration of the unknown sea.
Now, that image had reappeared before them.
"The Soul Comforting Bell has been destroyed, Fisher... and even if I capture the Son of the Sea, it’s useless now."
"Why do you have Auntie’s blessing on your body! What have you done to her! Tell me! Wuu... What have you done to her?!"
Watching Fisher and Moli, Blake did not answer. His expression remained calm, looking up toward the deep hole drilled through by that huge monster,
The cave extended hundreds of meters, piercing straight from the underground to the surface. From this position looking upward, the round cave was smooth, perfectly framing the high-rising sun.
After looking at the sun, Blake then smiled slightly and lowered his head to look again at Fisher and Moli beside him,
"Don’t rush; this is the end, even Mu Xi has calmed down... Though even if you just leave me and go, I would soon die, I don’t think you would do that, right?"
The next second, Blake placed the giant sword in front of him, then gently pulled at his cloak and tore it off.
The cloak fluttered in the wind as Blake took a deep breath, revealing the skin beneath it.
There, across his robust muscles were patches of soft flesh, clearly not his own, more akin to a woman’s skin.
Over his heart, a peacefully sleeping beautiful face was embedded in his chest, clearly the long-dead Mu Xi.
Behind him, a tail much larger than Moli’s, a black whale giant tail, suddenly broke free from its bonds and stretched out, a strange tide being carried by the cold wind through the cave.
Blake took a deep breath, slightly leaned forward, and his body swelled again, each part shimmering with a pale blue light. Behind him, waves of tumultuous blue thunder also lit up, as if a storm of the sea burst forth there.
Whale-man Species Blessing, "Iron Wall"
Whale-man Species Curse, "Storm"
"No... no no... Auntie..."
Moli’s pupils suddenly contracted as she looked at the loved one who had lost life and was embedded in the skin; she nearly collapsed, sitting down on the ground, her eyes seemed shattered, endlessly emitting layers of illusory black currents.
"No.. you deserve to die... you deserve to die..."
As her silent, stupefied voice kept rising, deep in the Southern Ocean, the companion Sea Beast named Fragrance Soul also roared in sympathy, unleashing terrifying shockwaves in the ocean, as if intending to whip up overwhelming waves.
"I curse you! You desecrator of life, you demon! I curse your soul to be torn and minced by darkness and sea beasts, I curse your life to be crushed to nothing by everything in the world! I curse you."
Moli’s eyes had turned completely black, and as the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual in Fisher’s arms seemed to ignite, a terrifying sense of devouring burst from Moli, giving Fisher the feeling of facing a tsunami, potentially ready to be shattered to pieces at any moment.
Fisher was also shocked by the terrifying sight on Blake’s body, that sense of life fading and desecration, even he could feel an earnest anger.
But facing Moli, like a terrifying sea before him, Blake remained serenely immobile. He softly brushed his finger over the motionless face of Mu Xi, then his expression suddenly turned extremely cold, as merciless as a bloodthirsty machine.
No need for regret, no need to retreat, no need to tremble.
Blake’s strong muscles violently bulged with prominent veins as he tightly gripped the giant sword before him, effortlessly lifting it and aiming it at Fisher and Moli before bellowing,
Amid the oppressive roar, Mu Xi’s storm grew more frantic, the blue currents solidifying as if tangible, directed at Fisher and Moli before them.
Blake and Mu Xi, Fisher and Moli
This was a battle between humans and the Whale-man Species.