Fox Has No Malicious Intent

"A woman? No wonder she's wearing high heels..."

The scarlet tide surged up from the "Blood River," like a legendary flood dragon breaking out of the sea, turning into layer upon layer of waves that swept toward the Mayflower Leader, crashing into the black metal shield it had conjured out of thin air.

The Blood and Flesh Will spread, assimilating, twisting, and breaking down that black eggshell.

Master Fuli, slightly surprised, looked at the form the Mayflower Leader had exposed.

The Mayflower Leader had black hair and golden eyes; its skin was an unnervingly pale white. If you stared at it for just a bit too long and then shifted your gaze to something else, your vision would blur for a moment, like you'd suddenly come down with snow blindness.

Aside from the abnormal pupils and skin color, it was practically indistinguishable from a normal human; even the Dragon People's signature sharp back-of-the-skull trait was nowhere to be seen.

"Showing up to a fight in high heels—aren't you worried you'll twist your ankle..."

Master Fuli didn't answer the Witch King's question. Instead, his Nine-tailed Fox People stance shifted; he went down on all fours, his fluffy nine tails bristling, coated in a layer of scarlet mist.

Blessed Travel Cannon!

One fox tail suddenly tightened; the hairs on it twisted around each other, as if a blooming flower were rewinding back into the bud stage of development. As Master Fuli flicked his tail, it detached from his body and shot out like a shell.

"Boom—"

One Blessed Travel Cannon after another blasted out; clusters of pure white light bloomed on the ground, annihilating everything within Furui City, vaporizing all things with unstoppable force.

Wherever that pure white light touched, everything reverted to its most primitive dust-like particles, drifting away on the raging turbulent air currents.

Furui City and the night sky for dozens of miles around began to see a fall of gray-black snow.

The black ash carried a thick, burnt, smoky smell, and even the temperature around seemed to climb slightly.

As for the place where the Mayflower Leader stood, under the infinite firepower bombardment it had turned into a magma purgatory; crimson flames surged up to light the night sky, with one scarlet chain-like, dragon-like streak after another coiling through the heavens, like beasts circling, ready to devour their prey.

"This time, that should... be enough to suppress it, right?" Master Fuli leapt up, landing back where his phone had fallen earlier, and asked Sun Xingyao through the call.

Just now, he had wrapped his fist in flesh-corroding force, combining it with the Gravity Hammer's stored-energy discharge feature, and with a sudden strike he'd cleaved Furui City in half, slamming a mountain-crushing, peak-shattering punch into the Mayflower Leader.

Then came the Triangular Hammer's Assimilation power, and after that, the Blessed Travel Cannon had let it eat its fill.

After that full combo, the epicenter of Furui City and ten miles around had turned into a brand-new basin.

"Any ordinary Immortal would definitely be dead..." Sun Xingyao's voice came through the speaker in broken fragments, with some static interference:

"But it just said itself that it's a [King], so based on our estimate of a [King]..."

"It probably still has enough strength left to curse me out..."

"What? It can still be jumping around?" Master Fuli froze, looking down at the phone on the ground in puzzlement, then raised his eyes to the Wish List shimmering with settlement light.

[Shadows of the past return, attempting to seize the essence of innate living flesh and blood, to comprehend the merit of Heaven-and-Earth's creation and transform into an eternal, unending gloom to shroud the Cosmos. Yet the sage fox, famed for both virtue and conduct, received a secret letter of repentance from within enemy lines, crossed the seas to wage war upon the lingering, unwilling ghost of shadow that refused to depart. They fought until Heaven and Earth cracked... and the ghost from the terrifying shadow... retreated back into the dark.]

[Wish Power +23]

"?" Master Fuli stared dazedly, reading through the Wish List settlement, then glanced again at the phone on the ground, slowly carving a question mark in his heart.

"Although the title [King] doesn't carry any real political power in our Second Epoch, the Dragon People ancestors who could inherit this title were all leaders of their tribes." Sun Xingyao's voice came from the phone:

"Their bloodline genes contain certain genetic substances left on Blue Star when the First Epoch evacuated; their innate Physique and will are superior to common Dragon People..."

The Dragon People had originally been organized in tribes, but with the unearthing of flesh-and-blood ruins and the advance of civilization, their overall structure shifted toward a highly collectivized society.

And during that tribal period was exactly when large numbers of First Epoch ruins were dug up. Some tribal chiefs profited greatly from that wave of archaeology, and crudely injected all kinds of bizarre things into themselves.

If they couldn't withstand it, they died; if they could, they became tribal kings.

As a result, their passed-down bloodline genes differ from those of Dragon People who developed normally.

"Also, we've been chatting this whole time, and that big pit's been quiet as a grave. With an Immortal's vicious temperament, it's definitely charging up a Skill in there, getting ready to bite you back."

Just as Sun Xingyao's words fell, a mutation erupted in that magma-formed basin.

Huge quantities of Spiritual Particles billowed in, surging into the magma basin like a breached dam's flood.

A black Fungal giant tree burst up from that blazing hell, emitting the creaking sound of wood fibers stretching; a bud formed upon its crown.

The black bud bloomed, and a completely naked, human-shaped figure shrouded in milky-white phosphorescence emerged.

"Oh ho, it's going to blow up on you..." Seeing the opponent's opening move, Sun Xingyao immediately recognized which method the Immortal was preparing to use for its counterattack.

"But you don't need to worry. That thing and I more or less studied at the same 'academy'; it can't break through our defenses. In a bit, just go back up there and keep beating on it..."

"The advantage is ours!"

Sun Xingyao's words were full of confidence. On the other side, the Immortal had no fungus worth mentioning and no metal either, while on their side was Brother Fuli, who could attain sainthood through flesh alone.

As long as they erased the information gap, the Immortal couldn't possibly gain even the slightest edge.

"Light Transformation..."

The Witch King floated up from atop the Fungal giant tree, his body gradually curling in on itself. Mirrors made of light particles formed one after another, wrapping around his body completely to form a multi-faceted strange crystal, from which brilliant light radiated.

It was a peculiar kind of pulsed laser, containing both Power of Will and the force of Spiritual Particles.

A dazzling golden sun slowly rose, night turning to day in an instant.

Within that blazing sun, the female body slowly unfurled her form.

As the light shone upon the earth, the soil layer that should have been frozen ground rapidly weathered into gravel.

As those layers of gravel drifted into the air, the creatures hibernating within the land, once they fell into the range of the light's envelope, hadn't even had time to react

before the gene chains in their bodies were shattered; their cell proteins denatured, as though in a single instant they had undergone an eternity's worth of rapid aging.

Even the buildings were no exception; when the light radiation struck them, the steel reinforcement immediately turned brittle, and the brick, stone, and concrete turned into sand in the blink of an eye.

The golden light bathed everything, like those lofty gods in myth cleansing the earth.

Or rather...

The first appearance in reality of those godly archetypes recorded in murals and myth.

"You think that thing's going to rage and lose it?" Master Fuli's expression turned odd as he raised the Gravity Hammer, holding its head in front of him as a shield, and looked toward the phone.

That light radiation, which had just erased half a city, hit the Gravity Hammer and vanished like a rock sinking into the sea, without a ripple.

In fact... the Gravity Hammer became even heavier, as though something had accumulated inside it, making it feel even more powerful.

The Immortal's ultimate attack left Master Fuli with only one impression: a bit bright, like someone had flashed a flashlight in his eyes.

"Beat it up!" Sun Xingyao didn't say anything else; as always, he shouted that same line: "It's definitely drained now!"

"Fuli Worships the Moon..."

Hearing this, Master Fuli said nothing. He raised the Gravity Hammer and slammed it forward; when the hammerhead struck the air, the space in front of him dented with an exaggerated curve, and with the momentum of a falling galaxy, it ground toward the Mayflower Leader.

"In this place... we don't need lofty gods—especially ones as nasty as you!"

"Boom——"

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