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A roar in the darkness, accompanied by a shattering sound, bursts forth with unstoppable light.

A figure surrounded by flames appeared in the scattered thick fog, and Castor, who stood in front of him, was already prepared to fight with all his might.

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[Main Text] Chernobog, Amidst the Ruins: Chapter Thirty-Six - Amiya Kills Talulah with Three Punches

Talulah's body was targeted by the Black Serpent not only because of her bloodline and the advantages of her racial identity.

Another important point is the strength she can demonstrate.

Talulah's power in her dragon form was evident to everyone present, and even when she lost control, the black serpent, who had taken over her consciousness and dominated her body, remained unaffected.

However, the fact that the sarcophagus received "treatment" to heal the damage to Chernobog and then transformed into a dragon was an unexpected development in the Black Serpent's plan.

Black Serpent's initial recognition of Talulah's strength was mainly based on her normal state.

Even if a mortal body is injured, it is still quite threatening, even if it is coveted by evil gods.

A tiger without teeth is still a tiger, and a bear without claws is still a bear.

Even if someone who already possesses an advantage in strength suffers some losses, it does not diminish their inherent power.

This is the opponent Amiya will have to face.

Amiya has a duty to fight, while Talulah has no right to choose not to fight.

The former needs to persuade others to accept the situation that "Rhodes Island will take in Talulah" through their actions, while the latter, as a criminal who deserves to be killed, is even less likely to surrender without a fight and demands that Rhodes Island only provide her with shelter.

The injured Draco is determined to fight to the death, and the resolute Castor is determined to give it his all.

"This temperature..."

Whether they were Lungmen Guards personnel who were unaware of the situation and wary of the black mist and retreated a certain distance, or others who had received instructions to stay away, they all felt a sense of unease in the ruins of the core city, where the heat of the dragon's flames still lingered after ravaging the sky.

Centered on the black mist that was constantly emitting light, the ground, made of rocks and metal ruins, was gradually developing crimson cracks. Tongues of fire surged up from the bottom, as if they had been given life, dancing rhythmically, separating the two people's location from the other areas, turning it into a scorching passage that their feet could not step into.

The black mist spread instantly, surging towards the sky and all around, like a mushroom cloud rising from an explosion. As it dissipated, the towering flames collided with another beam of light, dividing this inaccessible sea of ​​fire into two zones.

Talulah, who had transformed back into human form from her dragon form, was no longer clothed, but the scars she had sustained earlier, and even the broken dragon horns, were now completely healed.

A deep, intense crimson flame, like a robe and cloak, covered her body, replacing her original attire. Perhaps it lacked the splendor of the formal dress she always wore when facing outsiders, but the ever-changing flames were enough to dazzle, amaze, and fascinate people.

Her fair skin was concealed by the flowing flames, yet it did not cause her the slightest harm.

Talulah held flames in her hands, her long tail trailing firelight, and her burning eyes clearly demonstrated that she had a thorough understanding of the nature of combustion and could wield it at will.

People couldn't see her expression, which was occasionally obscured by the flames—but what emotions could an embodiment of flames possibly have?

On the other side, amidst the sea of ​​fire, lived a secluded and tranquil place, undisturbed by the flames.

She raised her hands, and what appeared around her were not the diamond-shaped black lines that usually appeared when she used magic, but black matter that jumped around like lightning and danced like flames.

On the ground, they drew a circle centered on Amiya, large enough to dispel Talulah's spells.

Amiya's hands were ringing with two rings, one on each side.

“Power is not everything, but if you don’t have enough power, you will lose everything. You should know this very well, Talulah.”

Being in a sea of ​​fire should make it extremely difficult to speak or even breathe, because the intense heat will penetrate the body instantly, causing serious damage.

However, because the space created by Amiya's magic was unaffected internally, she was able to make sounds normally.

“A very important person to me warned me not to use my power lightly, but I feel that now is the time when I must use it.”

The two rings began to slowly shatter along their own blue stripes, and the black substance extending from them, mixed with a deep red, gradually wrapped around Amiya's entire upper arm.

"What form do you think a weapon that simply symbolizes power would take?"

"Is it the sword of a king who commands the world?"

"Or is it a crossbow that can kill from a thousand paces away?"

"Or perhaps a magical wand containing forbidden knowledge?"

As Amiya asked her question, the substance in her hands gradually solidified.

Talulah raised one hand to her forehead, then swung it up, unleashing a scorching wave of fire that spread outwards, gradually impacting Amiya's location.

After the fire subsided, enormous and enchanting exotic flowers bloomed from the ground.

They remained in the form of flower buds, while inside they seemed to suppress an immense amount of energy, pulsating like a heartbeat.

"I don't know, so show me, little bunny."

The flowers have bloomed.

Before the people around could even fully understand what was going on with this sudden sea of ​​fire, they saw it all burst forth as Talulah, her body wreathed in flames, unleashed a fiery blade tens of meters long at Amiya.

When most people see that an attack isn't directed at them, their first reaction is to keep their distance and observe the situation.

But there was another group of people who were different—those who, even though they had been given strange instructions, upon seeing this scene, immediately forgot what Amiya or Tomat had said and were ready to rush into the sea of ​​fire regardless of the risks and intervene in the battle.

Chixiao drew her sword, activated the annihilation equipment, and a fierce wind blew. The people of Rhodes Island instinctively came to Amiya's aid.

But before the reinforcements could reach the area of ​​the inferno, an anomaly occurred.

Amiya held down her skirt with one hand and knelt on the ground with one knee, seemingly trying to maintain her composure as a woman on the battlefield.

The other hand was not used to lift himself up for cover, nor was it used to directly target Talulah or her offensive.

Instead, it struck the ground heavily.

People felt the ground beneath their feet shaking, but more than that, they saw huge cracks visible to the naked eye, extending from where Amiya struck. The wind pressure from Amiya's punch suppressed the flames in the surrounding area and dispersed the fire impact released by the strange flowers.

Talulah froze, and everyone else's gaze also fell upon the scene.

This is not pure boxing, but Originium Arts, which integrates magic into the fist and releases it through punches.

Amiya leaped up and threw her second punch, which was a fiery impact personally unleashed by Talulah.

The fist struck the high-density flame that was almost solidified into a physical form.

But it was like an old branch that couldn't be bent, which was directly pierced through.

On the third lap, I was playing against Talulah.

The force of her second strike had not yet dissipated. Amiya, still in the position of extending her fist, used the explosive speed of her leap to instantly close the distance. Her third straight punch landed on Talulah's crossed arms, which were used for defense.

All people saw was a fiery meteor, flying close to the ground from the area of ​​battle.

It melted the ground it passed through with high temperature, and then sank deep into a protruding piece of ruins.

"The Sarkaz kings throughout history have had different personalities, but what they have in common is their willingness to fight on the battlefield."

"Some people use swords to crush the will without harming the body."

“Someone wielded a staff, using magic to destroy everything in their path.”

"But there are also people, like this, who like to punch anyone who comes at them."

This wasn't Amiya's usual tone of voice, nor could it be her normal attitude towards others.

Of course, even from her posture, anyone familiar with her would probably find Amiya's current appearance unfamiliar—her appearance has not changed, but she now has barbaric weapons resembling brass knuckles in each of her hands.

Amiya squinted, her smile bordering on arrogant disdain.

"It's better to use this weapon to deal with this matter."

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[Main Text] Chernobog, Above the Ruins: Chapter Thirty-Seven Even a Little Bunny Can't Be Mischievous

Weapons such as swords, staves, and even bows and crossbows are always associated with some other, more abstract meanings besides combat or killing.

For example, rights or something else.

But things like brass knuckles and boxing gloves are relatively pure.

Because they're meant to be used for beating people up.

People have heard of the national treasure sword and the inherited guardian gun, but they have never heard of the ancestral brass knuckle duster.

After all, even the most notorious Colombian gangsters wouldn't use such a thing as a vehicle to convey certain abstract meanings.

They also don't want any fancy or flashy things.

This is probably why the "king of the Sarkaz" that Amiya mentioned chose it as a weapon.

But whatever happened back then, at least now Amiya is quite comfortable using these brass knuckles that have been freed from the ring.

"It feels so refreshing. Even though it's my first time using this weapon, it feels like I haven't used it in ages."

"I just couldn't resist raising my middle finger, now without the ring, and showing it to everyone around me..."

All of the above remarks came from Amiya, who is gentle and shy in daily life, but serious and reliable at work.

To the young Rhodes Island operators and patients, she was a caring older sister who always had a smile on her face.

To the older generation, she is a mature little girl who evokes a sense of tenderness.

In other words, these words are enough to make everyone who hears them seriously doubt their ears, or recall whether they were drugged by some doctor before coming to Chernobog. They are actually still lying on Rhodes Island, and everything that happened here was just a dream.

But when Amiya actually knocked Talulah away with her third punch and gave her the middle finger, they could only despairingly believe that they weren't dreaming.

However, not many people heard Amiya's words. After all, at that distance, only a very few operators could hear the specific content of her speech by relying on their racial abilities.

Most people just "saw Amiya with an arrogant expression and giving the middle finger."

凸（=皿=）凸

"Aaaaaaahh ...

The doctor let out an indescribable, piercing scream, filled with terror and despair, but those around him had no idea why.

Even if the Doctor saw Amiya's appearance, he shouldn't be this devastated.

Besides, even considering how strictly Amiya disciplines the Doctor, he could never possibly see Amiya as an innocent and harmless little girl.

"Doctor, what's wrong?"

Thomas looked at the doctor, whose body was almost contorted into an abstract masterpiece, and asked.

"Ah... Amiya unlocked the rings!!! And both of them!!!"