Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1544 - 83: Why Not Enjoy It? (3)

"Buzz!"

But in the next second, an arrow wrapped in the storm abruptly pierced through everything about the Magic, heading straight for Fisher’s face.

The fierce wind blew his black hair into disarray; he stomped the ground forcefully, spinning like a top in mid-air for seven hundred and twenty degrees. But just as he turned to face the ground, a terrifying shadow instantly appeared before him—it was Agares, grinning sinisterly.

She still wore her somewhat nerdy-looking black-framed glasses, petite in stature, but her two hands seemed to be propelled by the power of life chaos, moving as swiftly as Thunder, targeting Fisher’s spine and lower body.

And in the dust ahead, Barbatos was rushing over, clutching a bow and arrow.

They wanted to knock him unconscious but not kill him outright.

Fisher read their intentions at this moment, for he could feel they weren’t hitting with full force, not like Master Tao who wanted to put them in Dead Land with all his might.

This might be a chance to delay more time.

In this flash of lightning, Fisher’s brain also operated to its limit, his thoughts becoming extremely clear.

"Cupid!"

He was accustomed to viewing the black mud in his mind as another existence, even though, essentially, it was part of him. Yet, Fisher found it helped him control the madness brought by the black mud, for by temporarily separating it from himself, the madness belonged to it rather than the rational self that was now urgently needed.

He simultaneously summoned the abyss of his inner consciousness, wrapping it around his hands to fend off Agares’s attack. Meanwhile, during the battle, he also kept an eye on another mythical magic engraved in the cave, using it to block Barbatos’s advance.

"Self-created mythical magic, space and time (fate) Double Ring Magic"

"Dong dong dong!"

Thus, in the next second, the space and time of the cave over there began to distort, while Fisher, wrapped in black mud in mid-air, resisted Agares.

Agares almost immediately saw through the nature of the black mud, knowing that the stuff would draw other existences’ souls and would not foolishly touch it. So, in Fisher’s astonished view, her arm instantly twisted into countless sturdy tentacles with mythical rank properties.

This is the power of life chaos!

"Dong dong dong!"

The tentacles were like long spears, like whips, swiftly bypassing and striking Fisher’s body faster than the black mud controlled by his consciousness. In an instant, the sounds of bone cracks, muscle, and blood explosions erupted on Fisher.

The intense pain made his soul tremble involuntarily, yet rationality instantly made the most logical decision for him. He instantly wrapped his body in black mud, then spun away from Agares’s attack, rolling several times in mid-air before crashing at the edge of the cliff a hundred meters away.

"Cough, cough!"

Fisher lay on the ground, his flesh hacked open by Agares’s tentacles into blood holes the size of bowl mouths, so he could only cover the wounds with black mud. Then he raised his eyes towards Agares’s direction.

She stood still, her hands gradually returning to their original form from the tentacles. Then she glanced at Barbatos, who slowly walked out from that mythical magic, and smiled at Fisher,

"The thought process is clear... How is it, more powerful than the human who stole treasure knowledge from me? She tried her best to get the method of entering Myth through life chaos, and I wonder if she got her wish before she died..."

Barbatos walked to her side, smoothing his robe disturbed by the mythical magic, and looked at Fisher on the ground, saying,

"Hurry up, he should... wait, on your face..."

Before Barbatos finished his words, his peripheral vision suddenly landed on Agares’s face, discovering that she hadn’t noticed a small wisp of black mud swirling on her skin.

It’s just that the black mud did not draw her soul, so Agares hadn’t noticed for the moment. But in Barbatos’s slightly stunned gaze, the black mud transformed into an exceedingly tiny and miniature Magic Emblem on Agares’s face...

Barbatos turned his head to look at Fisher, seeing him gritting his teeth and seemingly exerting all his effort to manipulate the black mud, forming magic.

However, Barbatos’s reminder was already too late, for the moment he spoke, the black mud had already formed a Double Ring Magic of "Thunder" and "Destruction."

"Ten-ring Double Ring Magic, Dragon Slayer Spear!"

"What..."

Agares looked at Barbatos, but in the next second, a massive Thunder Spear, enough to penetrate the sky, exploded fiercely from the tiny point on her cheek, engulfing her head entirely.

"Zzzz!"

Barbatos raised the sleeve of his robe to shield Agares’s exploded head and half body, those fragments and flesh "drip drip" falling onto his garments, soaking his robe like rain...

"Thud!"

In the next moment, Agares, whose head had been blasted off by the magic, powerlessly collapsed on the ground, making Barbatos speechless.

"Cough, cough..."

Fisher indeed knew this couldn’t kill Agares, but he had to delay time as much as possible. Yet, he looked at Barbatos in the distance taking no further action, and Agares’s fallen incomplete corpse indeed showed no sign of life or movement.