Chapter 29: Chapter 28: Confused
Adler lunged toward the woman before him, and a residual image remained behind him. The slight reddish aura surrounding his fist created an ominous sensation.
Before the woman could balance properly to intercept the blow, Adler's fist buried itself in her face, and a bang echoed through the quarters.
The woman's body twisted in the air, and a bloody arc accompanied her. Her twisted nose and the orifice of her ears let blood gush out.
*Boom!
Like butter, the houses were pierced one after another by the body of the wretched woman. It wasn't until after burying herself in the fifth house that the woman was obstructed by a metal bar.
The excited screams of the adventurers who had barely arrived to witness the scene were drowned out, and a sepulchral silence hung over the place. The resonant echoes of the rubble that could not bear the weight and collapse created another layer of tension, invisible even to those who were some fifty yards away from the scene.
After a long period of stupor, a dwarven adventurer swallowed spittle and broke the silence:
"This... wasn't this the one that flew out just now, the Berbera Bite?".
"Y-yes, that's her. I still remember that time I asked her to sleep with me, and the result...her fists broke my balls." The man next to him shuddered as he remembered his dark days.
The adventurer in the back looked at him with respect, "Man, hats off to your huge balls for inviting a tomboy like her."
"Are you saying that he who dared to hit the Berbera Bite has golden balls instead of balls?"
"..."
At Adler's mention, the others came to their senses and looked at the source of all the agitation. They couldn't help but swallow saliva at the reddish, ominous aura oozing from the hooded man's pores. Even the level 3 adventurers present felt intimidated!
"W-who do you think that person is?"
"Since he's wearing a hood, it's obvious that he doesn't want to reveal his identity."
"Maybe it's so as not to involve his Familia."
"Speaking of the Familia, have you met any adventurers with a similar description?"
"..."
The adventurers racked their brains to revive their memories; however, not a single adventurer materialized in their minds with a similar description. But since they could only conclude the reddish aura without seeing the hooded man's face, it was completely normal for them not to recognize him.
"The only thing we have in our favor is its power range. I think it's around level 4."
"That's right. Only a huge Familia should have a powerful adventurer."
Even after speculating everything they could imagine, they couldn't draw an accurate conclusion, so instead of trying to discover the hooded man's identity, they returned their attention.
Adler walked silently towards the mansion with quiet steps, which caused the adventurers to exclaim again.
"Is he crazy?! Why doesn't he just run away?!"
"Shit, he really has come prepared to die!"
"Maybe he doesn't know the terrifying power that the Ishtar Familia possesses! Heck, one of its members is a frog- Uhum! A level 5 adventurer!"
"Look, the Berbers are already coming!"
"I guess there's going to be a big fight today."
"Hahaha, I knew there would be a big show!"
"My Familia will be delighted to hear what happened here!"
The animated adventurers cheered again.
The inhabitants of this world constantly fought against death as they entered the dungeon, so instead of worrying about a stranger's butt, they were more interested in the spectacle that would be presented to them. They wanted to forget about the weight on their hearts momentarily!
They were certainly not so different from the gods and goddesses who were looking for a way to entertain themselves with the activities of mortals.
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Adler's path was blocked by the Amazonesses that covered the entrance to the mansion. Adler stopped his steps and ignored them. His eyes flickered and scrutinized the place where he stood.
The crimson gear surrounding his golden irises swirled like a thread. His pupils shrank, and his vision transcended both the bodies of the Amazonesses and the walls of the massive mansion.
He ignored the women and men entwined on the bed, and his vision went even deeper. In a spacious room dimly lit by the russet stones, a huge frog-like woman was standing next to a woman seated on a russet throne.
The toad's expression was venomous as it stole a few glances at the woman on the throne, whose fingers were caressing the armrest.
An unusual aura surrounded the seated woman. Adler focused his "Divine Eyes" on her. His senses delved into the Amazoness body, revealing what lay within. White chains coiled around a powerful abstract soul filled with corruption.
Adler couldn't help but open his eyes wide. His eyes were normal as he deactivated his "Divine Eyes."
"Why is there a goddess in this little world?" Adler let out a murmur, surprised.
Gods, beings that shouldn't descend into the mortal world. If something like that happened, the "Retributions of the Law" would act. A sacred Law of the Multiverse that maintained order.
Cocking his head to one side, Adler activated his "Divine Eyes" again and concentrated on another point. No matter in which direction he looked, however, he always found beings that were beyond mere mortals; that is, gods and goddesses.
Why were there so many such beings in this world? What had happened?
"They are all found around the "Planetary-Rank." Good thing their divinities are blocked, or this world would have disappeared long ago. But...," Adler narrowed his eyes to the side. His eyes pierced the walls of the guild located many miles away and landed on the inside of a basement.
"Stellar-Rank... He doesn't have his divinities sealed either. Have the 'Divine Retributions' failed?". Adler kept his sense in the man sitting on a throne. And as if he felt someone looking at him, the man's eyes opened. Adler's gaze and the man's gaze met.
"Shit!" Adler cursed inwardly and prepared himself for the worst.
Instead of retaliating, however, the man's lips curved into a smile, and he tilted his head slightly towards him before closing his eyes again.
"..."
Adler let out a secret sigh. He withdrew his gaze and looked down at his hand. He couldn't help but shake his head. Too weak, no matter what he did, the moment he dared to move against the man would be the moment he would die... again.
Adler tried to delve into his memory; however, a hazy layer surrounding the unknown core within him obstructed his vision.
His eyebrows twitched in annoyance.
Where in the world was he? With his wound, it was impossible to get the answers he wanted.
"... speaking! What have you done to Samira?"
Adler turned his gaze back to the scream. At the front of the Amazonesses was a woman with tanned skin, purple eyes, and long black hair that covered the right side of her face. Gold trim around her nearly bare chest and belly glittered.
Adler pointed his finger behind him.
"If you mean that idiot, she's buried in one of those houses."
"How dare you!"
Aisha, her expression shifting, growled. Noticing that the person in front of her was strong, she didn't charge immediately and ordered the other Berberas to surround Adler.
The Amazonesses nodded and began to move. One group stayed next to Aisha, and the others intercepted the right and left sides. One woman slipped out and quickly went after Samira.
Aisha was holding a podao, a large sword with a long handle and an upward curved blade. She was in no mood to mediate words, as her friend was in an unknown situation.
Swinging the sword, she threw a slash downward. Adler raised his arm, intending to parry the hostile attack. However, his arm was slashed and shot backward. A red miasma covered the wound.
Aisha's painted lips revealed a slight smile. Her nimble movements served to cut another distance. Like an expert fighter, her legs rose to launch a powerful attack.
*Bang!
Adler's raised leg blocked Aisha's kick. The latter, unable to keep her balance, was repelled backward.
Seizing the moment, the Amazonesses began to move. Spears, daggers, gauntlets. Weapons gleamed in the light spilled by the street lamps as they approached Adler.
Adler, who was cornered, moved fluidly, surprising Aisha. His single hand repelled swords, spears, and daggers. His legs traced a sword-shaped arc to connect with the Amazonesses face. With small but graceful movements, Adler incapacitated most of them.
Overlapping magical chants could be heard, irritating to the ear.
The mages lagged behind. Adler dodged Aisha's attack again and moved in on the mages, interrupting their spells. Adler's fist bombarded the amazonesses, throwing them backward with broken noses.
"Come, champion of the jungles...".
Adler dusted off his shoulder and turned his gaze to Aisha, who appeared in front of him with the chant of magic coming out of her mouth.
"Manly warrior, strong hero, greedy and unjust hero..." as she chanted, Aisha used her large podao to block Adler's fist. It came out repelled backward with a somersault. "Prove your worth if you desire the empress's belt..."
"Man, do mages really have to chant such stupid things?" Adler's body shuddered. Imagining himself chanting spells to cast magic made his hair stand on end.
Besides, long chants in a close battle were a disadvantage in many ways. The only reason Aisha could chant her spell while moving was "Concurrent Chanting."
A high-level technique that involved casting high-level magic while moving. The difficulty of the technique was relatively great due to the possibility that one could miss a chant or be affected by uncontrolled magical power. In any case, mages who could use "Concurrent Chant" could be counted on the fingers of one hand.
"... Satisfy my body, penetrate my body, kill my body and prove your worth." Aisha continued with the chant. With graceful steps, as if she were a dancer on the battlefield, she circled Adler.
The large podao she held in her hands came down. A cold light traced a sharp line as she walked toward Adler, who jumped back, letting the podao brush his forehead. He raised his hand toward the woman.
"Wrath of the gods!".
"..."
Adler's eyebrows twitched. The attack that should have made an appearance didn't come out. With a defeated sigh, Adler blinked backward, again escaping the woman's attack.
"My hungry sword is Hippolyta." Raising the large podao above her head, Aisha's eyes sharpened, and a smile appeared on her face. It was the end of the man in front of her.
"Hell Kaios!"
As she swung it, the edge of the great podao flashed. A red shockwave was spat out. The attack, which had a structure similar to a shark's fin, split the concrete as if it were a sea surface.
Adler let out a sigh of relief as he smiled.
"The job is done. I guess I still have a chance...".
Blue lightning flashed around his hand, and a claymore materialized. Squeezing the claymore's handle tightly, Adler's eyes widened, and, without a second thought, he swung it downward. Without any special skill or technique.
*Slash!
The reddish shockwave and the silver claymore blade met. Starting from a small point, a shockwave swirled at the collision site. The roaring winds expanded, and a blinding light illuminated the night.
The wind whipped furiously, repelling Aisha backward. Her hands covered her eyes to prevent the light and dust from blinding her.
A few seconds later, she opened her eyes. The concrete was split in half. The vast hole dug in the center overflowed with dust that danced along with the churning wind.
She moved into a fighting stance. After a few seconds, however, no one came out.
Was the hooded man dead? Hesitantly, she brandished the podao and wiped away most of the dust that covered her vision.
There was nothing apart from those mentioned above—neither the hooded man nor his body.
He had managed to escape.
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