Moe Girl Guardians

"Don't get the wrong idea. I, Erica Brantley, never owe anyone favors. This is just repaying a favor from earlier. That's right, repaying a favor. Besides my father and uncle, you are the first person I've done this for. Accept it with gratitude," Erica said, her pretty face slightly flushed and her voice a little rambling.

Wu Feng's mind went blank for a moment. Although he had lived for four or five hundred years, he was still a genuine FFF group member. He had never even officially touched a woman's hand more than a few times, let alone something like this.

Just as he was about to say something, Wu Feng sensed a strange fluctuation in the distance. It was not the fluctuation of the descending god, but a special fluctuation he had never sensed before. It was very weak. If he hadn't been blank for a moment, he would have hardly sensed it. If he had to say, it was somewhat similar to the fluctuation when he transmigrated.

"Wait for me here" was like a savior. Wu Feng turned to Erica, said those words, and then quickly disappeared into the forest.

Confused, Erica tilted her head cutely, but obediently stayed where she was.

A few kilometers away from where Wu Feng was, not far from the entrance to the St. Basil's Ruins, lay six ordinary people on the ground, along with four people dressed in strange clothes, surrounded by a transparent protective shield.

"Ten-person difficulty, lucky, doesn't seem like a very high-difficulty mission." The only woman among the four patted her chest with some relief, her high breasts trembling with the movement.

"Don't get too excited," another bespectacled man said dismissively.

"Our mission is to stop Kusanagi Godou from becoming a god-slayer; if we're not careful, we'll all be wiped out."

"Stop him from becoming a god-slayer! That would involve encountering a high-ranking god like Veleslana, how could it be a task that requires only ten people! This is simply not a mission that can be accomplished at this stage!" The woman was somewhat panicked, and her voice rose.

"Quiet down. It's not like you're going to fight a god. Kusanagi Godou is just an ordinary person with decent physical abilities right now. Find an opportunity to take him down. As long as we can find a way to hold off that great knight, it's not a difficult task," the man in full armor said sternly to the woman.

After being reprimanded by the armored man, the woman immediately lowered her head and dared not speak.

"Captain, what should we do with the new recruit?" The fattest of the four asked the armored man in a fawning tone.

"In this situation, they're just a hindrance, and they might even attract the gods. We need to assess their abilities. If none of them are good, kill them and turn them into puppets to be used as bait later," the armored man commanded the other three, a red light flashing in his eyes.

"learn"

A dozen minutes later, the transparent shield disappeared, emitting a faint, special fluctuation. The four of them stayed in place for a few minutes, then led six lifeless, stiff-faced people into the depths of the forest.

After they had all left, Wu Feng appeared where they had come from, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"I didn't expect to run into reincarnators here. This is really troublesome. Since you helped me out of this predicament, I'll let you live a little longer."

The moment they were seen, a notification sound, unheard for centuries, rang out.

[Achieved Iron-level achievement: First Love Reincarnator]

[Reward: 1 Summoning Permit (Black Iron)]

[Activation Condition: First encounter with a Reincarnator]

[Designated Summoning Certificate (Black Iron): Use to summon one Black Iron-level monster as an assistant. Returns upon completion of the mission.]

[Note: Oops, we've encountered some reincarnators. Defeating them will unlock the last feature~]

[Gained 1 Stigmata, current total 60 Stigmata]

After receiving the message, Wu Feng silently put away the designated summoning token (black iron). He originally wanted to sell it directly, but seeing the note that as long as the reincarnators were destroyed, the relevant functions would probably be activated. Besides, black iron-level characters can only be cute, so he might as well exchange it for a new one.

After thinking about it, I decided to sell it after the feature was enabled, because it might come in handy somewhere.

Those reincarnators were clearly no good. Apart from the six newcomers, the other four had bright red lights above their heads, indicating that they had obviously disrupted the plot several times and stolen the world's origin. Destroying them was inevitable.

The strongest one is only a lower-level fierce one, which doesn't require too much effort, but now there is a God King watching over him, and Wu Feng doesn't want to attract his attention. Besides, Veleslana isn't too far from here, and it might attract his attention as well.

Weren't we supposed to stop Godou from becoming a god-slayer? There will be plenty of opportunities to meet again; we can give them a surprise then.

After taking one last look, Wu Feng gradually drifted back.

(The reincarnators are just here for a cameo, so don't expect them to have any impact~ Recommendations will start tomorrow, so please allow me to be lazy today and update only to build up a backlog of chapters ╮(╯3╰)╭)

Chapter 114 Vereslana

Is there anything over there?

Back inside the ruins, Erica asked Wu Feng in a low voice.

"It's nothing, just some nobody who's come up around. Ignore them. Has anything changed here?"

Erica pointed to a small pool of water nearby, reflecting a creature unlike any other in the area: a white horse. More robust than any familiar horse, with strong, powerful limbs and a pure white coat without a single blemish. And, importantly, it was floating in mid-air.

"After you left, there was a noticeable gathering of magical energy ahead, so I used my farsight technique to take a look and discovered it."

"So the last clone has appeared too?" he said somewhat seriously, looking at the pure white horse wandering around.

"Hmm, if the Sword God merges with him, he should be able to recover from almost all his injuries, right? Youfeng, do you have any way to finish him off before the Sword God arrives?" Erica placed her hopes on Wu Feng. On her own, it would be almost impossible to defeat him, let alone stop him before the Sword God arrives.

“There’s no hope. You know they came following the boy, which means the God of Swords is nearby and can take it back at any time.” Looking in the direction where the white horse appeared, even though he could see the faint light there, it would be troublesome if he regained his strength now.

White Horse is also the one among all the opponent's abilities that most strongly restrains Wu Feng. Letting him return like this would be too detrimental to subsequent actions.

"Let's go take a look anyway."

Erica and Godou nodded and followed.

With Wu Feng leading the way, the three continued walking out of the forest, towards the direction where the white horse was.

After nearly half an hour, we finally reached the edge of the forest, and the environment before us was no longer the same as when we entered.

In the dense forest, a vast "clearing" appeared. Within a radius of nearly a kilometer, all the trees were leaning and broken in half by the huge creature. In the very center, there was the white horse that had been seen with the telescopic technique.

Compared to the phoenix and the wild boar, the white horse could be described as miniature, only a few dozen meters in size, but it was still a behemoth in front of the three of them.

Having already faced a high-ranking god, Erica could sense that the white horse before her was the closest to a god among the divine beasts she had recently encountered, even more powerful than the wild boar, the goat, and the phoenix.

Its pure white fur was free of any blemishes, and it emanated a faint white light and a warm aura. However, its eyes were bloodshot, letting everyone know that it was not a friendly creature. Once enraged, the intense heat it burned could destroy everything.

"Oh, boys, and witch, it's been a long time. Are you here in search of Mekael?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the nearby forest. The seemingly casual words weighed heavily on Erica's heart.

With shoulder-length black hair, an androgynous face, and the ever-present tattered white robe, the boy, or perhaps the god of swords, emerged from the forest like a king in procession. The surrounding environment seemed to bow slightly in awe, and he gave the three of them a serene smile.

"Cagliari, Dolgari, Oristano, this is the third time we've met. You are truly destined to meet me. In ancient times, I would have certainly bestowed upon you my protection."

"It's a pity that you were born at the wrong time. I'm warning you beforehand: don't try to interfere in our war as ordinary people. You'll only regret it in the end," the boy said, turning to Godou. It wasn't an order, but advice based on the connection between them.

"And that witch over there, although she knows a little about demonic arts, it's too early for her to interfere. She'd better not do it if she doesn't want to be shattered to pieces."

"As for you, would you like to have a duel with me here? Although I don't know your true strength yet, you are no match for me at my full strength. Perhaps we can have a good fight now." Finally, the young man looked at Wu Feng with interest and said with a bit of anticipation.

His physique, clothing, and appearance remained unchanged, but the boy before him was completely different from when they first met; he seemed like a completely different person.

Her androgynous appearance remained unchanged, yet she was like a work of art, more beautiful than any human being, even surpassing Erica.

Despite his small stature, the imposing presence he exuded was in no way inferior to that of Megal; standing there, Godou even had the illusion of being a colossus.

He has recovered the vast majority of his clones and is now almost back to his original state.

"Forget it, there's another Mekal next to us. I don't want to fight right now," Wu Feng decisively refused. He was waiting for a draw, not for himself and the other party to both suffer heavy losses.

"That's true. Even for me, it would be difficult to defeat two opponents in a row," the young man said with a regretful smile.

"You're not that guy, are you?" The unparalleled authority and intense shock were not what made Godou suspicious. From the moment the boy appeared, there was a sense of unfamiliarity, a completely different kind of unfamiliarity from the previous two times.

"A good intuition, but I am no longer the person I once was," he said in an arrogant tone, as if looking down upon all living beings.

"It wasn't that guy." The boy's tone made Godou even more certain of his judgment. Had the fusion turned him back to his original form?

"Are you the one fighting Mekal?" Erica asked respectfully, bowing slightly.

Even after regaining her faith, Erica understood that she wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that God was inferior to humanity; she still held sufficient respect for God.

"Yes, I awakened that guy. It was a thrilling battle, but we both suffered heavy losses. He was severely injured by me, and I lost most of my divine power. I've only recently recovered most of it. Only the white horse behind me is almost fully recovered."

The boy's words made Godou frown. Awaken? So he's the culprit behind all the incidents?

"Why do this? Aren't you the protector of the monarchy and the people? Why are you plunging people into disaster?"

"That was who I once was, but now I am a God of Disobedience. What is a God of Disobedience? A god who defies mythology. Why should I act as I always have? What do the lives on this island have to do with me?" The boy's voice suddenly became excited, and he spread his arms wide.

"My only goal now is to fight a powerful opponent, to come here, to awaken the god with the strongest connection to this place, to fight him fiercely, and to achieve victory!"

"Ten incarnations, awakening the power of a god of war, an indomitable will to win—your name must be the invincible war god of the East, Vereslana."

A few words were enough for Erica to reveal the other person's identity.

"That's right, that is me, the invincible God of War!"

“I swear in my name, Erica Brantelli, I will never let you and Mekkal destroy this island.”

Chapter 115 White Horse

“I swear in my name, Erica Brantelli, I will never let you and Mekal destroy this island,” came the firm, unwavering words from beside her.

Vereslana's aura was no less imposing than Mekal's, but the transformed Erica was now able to speak her mind without hesitation.

“Interesting, very interesting, young lady, try to stop me, hahahaha!” Vereslana laughed loudly, Erica’s oath was just a game to him.

As they were talking, the white horse in the center of the open space neighed, and the white light emanating from its pure white fur instantly became dazzling. A raging flame ignited on its body, scorching hot, like the sun descending from the sky.

Under the influence of the white horse's strange behavior, the temperature in the vicinity rose sharply. The lush green trees lost moisture and withered. In the end, flames broke out directly in the dry places, and within a radius of nearly a kilometer, it almost became a forest of fire. The moist soil dried up under the high temperature, and cracks appeared on the surface.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding environment seemed to have changed into another world. The white horse's eyes were even more scarlet and terrifying, and everyone could see that it was furious.

"It seems I've said too much, and the white horse is getting impatient." The burning flames made Vereslana look like he was enjoying himself. He spread his arms and disappeared in an instant.

"Come, become one with me, and return once more!"

The moment the boy disappeared, the wind rose, and the wind from all directions gathered together. Before everyone's eyes, the wind blew, gathered into a vortex, and then rapidly grew, forming a tornado that pierced the sky once again, heading towards the white horse.

One of the ten incarnations of Veleslana, Wind, possesses the powerful ability to blow wild boars away.

The white horse was engulfed in flames, its entire body like the sun in the sky, transforming into a giant fireball that crashed into the tornado.

A scorching wind rushed towards them, and both Godou and Erika were drenched in sweat. At close range, they could even feel the air burning, and the hot air they breathed into their bodies was flowing through them, raising their temperature. They had never felt such a scorching heat before.

“At this temperature, it’s impossible to get close enough to the battlefield to stop Vereslana,” Erica said, wiping the sweat from her brow, clearly frustrated. Even at a distance of a few hundred meters, the temperature would be enough to kill an ordinary person from dehydration, let alone the temperature at close range.

"It's not really realistic to stop it, but it's possible to get closer. Try not to stray too far from me." The undead are naturally not allowed to sweat, but the scorching wind and burning temperature made Wu Feng feel extremely uncomfortable, so he had to release the power of death to cool down.

The cold energy around him dispersed, causing the scorching temperature to drop several levels and return to a normal range.

It was like suddenly stepping into an air-conditioned room on a hot summer day. The refreshing coolness almost made Erica cry out. She looked in Wu Feng's direction, her bright eyes flickered, and she nimbly took a few steps forward, her two soft mounds almost pressed against Wu Feng's body.

The sudden contact startled Wu Feng, causing his body temperature to drop even further. He asked guiltily, "Erica, what are you doing? This is making it difficult for me to move."

"It's too hot outside, I think it might be cooler to be closer to you."

……

On the other side, the collision between the white horse and the tornado caused the flames to scatter in all directions, turning into countless fireballs that rained down from the sky, creating a fiery rain.

The fire on the white horse weakened, but that was the end of it. The wind dissipated, weakened by the white horse's impact and no longer posing a threat, turning into a gentle breeze and scattering away.