Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

"Bang!!!!!"

The sound only erupted after these scenes occurred. Right behind Tomat's original position, in the railing at the bow of the ship, a large hole suddenly appeared. Looking out at the distant sea through the hole, Skadi could be seen skipping across the water and flying, while looking up, one could see Gretia, whose position was probably almost at the height of the clouds.

This was all caused by the butcher's kicks.

"Boom!!!!!"

Just as it retracted its leg, the roar of a chainsaw came from behind it.

But the Butcher did not turn around. It simply stretched its hand back, grabbed the spinning saw blade that was hurtling towards the back of its neck without even looking, pinched the saw teeth with its fingers, and swung its arm, smashing it onto the deck along with the Ghost Shark that was gripping the handle on the other side.

"Bang!!!!!"

This blow caused the entire bow of the Fool to tilt downwards and the stern to lift up.

In front of the Butcher, there was only a large hole in the deck, with no trace of the Ghost Shark, as if it had fallen to the very bottom.

—Then, the Butcher looked at Ulbian, who hadn't yet had a chance to make a move.

Are you going to attack me too?

Ulpian froze, his hand gripping the giant blade.

In fact, the moment he finished drawing his weapon, Goredia and the others had already rushed to the Butcher's side, which also shows that the speed of any one of them was beyond Ulpian's reach.

Not to mention engaging in combat—he didn't even see the Butcher's movements clearly. The three seemed to have vanished from the battlefield in an instant. If it weren't for the remaining traces, he would have thought they had disappeared.

"And what about you?"

Seeing that Ulbian was unable to muster any fighting spirit due to the huge difference in strength, the Butcher seemed to reveal a hint of pleasure. It then asked the Inquisitor and Alfonso and the others—and its gaze completely ignored Jody, who was standing in the captain's cabin looking at the deck in terror through the glass.

"You bastard, this feeling... I recognize you, you're that beast I used to keep!!!"

Of all these people, only Alfonso responded.

Although their appearances are completely unrelated, the way he was influenced by the sea still gave him a sense of resonance.

“I remember you too… um… captain? Is that the title? You ate many of my kin and killed many others. I can understand the former, but I can’t accept the latter. You didn’t kill to eat, but just to kill. You’re more suited to be called a ‘monster’ than us, aren’t you?”

The butcher's tone was very calm, but it contained words that sounded like criticism.

Alfonso simply spat and said, "Pah! Don't talk nonsense to me in such an intimate tone! You're only alive because I let you roam free and made fun of you back then!"

The tarantula before me was the same weak yet cunning creature I had seen before—one I could kill at any moment, but which I let go time and time again, waiting for it to bring other tarantulas to their deaths next time.

This ill-fated relationship, rather than being a strategy for long-term survival, seemed more like a source of amusement for Alfonso to avoid going insane.

After all, every time it came, it brought him some surprises and fun, not only by bringing those fellow creatures that he could hunt, but also by occasionally hearing it trying to communicate in its clumsy voice.

How ridiculous that the prey—or rather, the livestock—would want to talk to the hunter?

"No, I'm alive because I can't die. It has nothing to do with your actions. Even if you refuse to return time and time again, slaughter my comrades time and time again, and seriously injure me time and time again, I will stay away from you when necessary and survive."

"But now, I have no need to leave you, Captain, and your fellow countryman next to you, you can both carefully consider the conditions I have proposed—I will come to ask for your conclusions after this is over."

After saying that, it turned its head towards Tomat.

"After I end it all."

"I?"

Upon hearing this, Thomas pointed to himself, narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued:

"But what about the others who arrived earlier? They're not done yet, are they? Cutting in line isn't a good idea."

"Bang!!!!!"

A huge splash suddenly erupted from the water's surface.

Her silver hair was loose, and her figure, dripping seawater, landed on the deck.

Skadi twisted her hair with a resentful look in her eyes and returned to the battlefield without saying a word.

At the same time, another figure crashed down from the sky, hitting the location where the Butcher was.

"Hmph, missed?"

That was Goredia, who had stepped onto the long spear and shoved it entirely into the deck.

The butcher was no longer in the same spot, but had moved back a distance.

But in the next instant, the deck beneath its feet was also torn apart with a crash, and the furious circular saw slashed upwards between the legs of the Butcher.

It leaped into the air, narrowly avoiding the attack, while its body emitted a faint, dark light, as if using this light to convey a change in emotion.

"Tsk tsk, they even planned to 'cut it along the line'."

The ghost shark, slightly covered in dust, crawled out of the newly opened hole and looked at the Butcher with regret.

"Fortunately, the power wasn't as great as I had imagined."

[Event] Fool's Past: Chapter 40 There's Still Room for Maneuver

"call--"

Skadi brushed aside the damp strands of hair that fell across her forehead, exhaled softly, and said nothing more.

Her crimson eyes had already sealed the figure of the Butcher within their pupils.

The next moment, Skadi, just like the Butcher charged, disappeared from the spot at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

She strode forward with great strides, the hilt of the greatsword held firmly in her hand, trailing behind her almost parallel to the deck.

Then, she swung the weapon horizontally in a wide arc.

In that instant, the indestructible, cold greatsword, under this acceleration, seemed to transform into a flexible whip, even exhibiting a certain arc as it was swung.

Skadi's attack at this moment was more like a simple whipping than a slash.

However, she did not intend to directly touch the body of the Butcher with her sword blade. Instead, she stood on the deck and launched an attack directly at the Butcher who had jumped into the air.

"Shh-"

A white "line" appeared.

It originated from Skadi's sword, traversed the sea, and flew upwards towards the Butcher in mid-air.

The Butcher also made his first defensive move during the battle.

It overlapped its hands, slightly curled its body, and then its hair split and extended, with a cloak-like biological structure covering its front, forming a seemingly frail defense.

But just as it completed its defense, and at the same moment it collided with Skadi's swung blade, a huge explosion followed. There was no visible smoke or fire, but a shockwave that spread out from the contact was enough to distort the atmosphere, and sparks flew from its seemingly soft surface.

This is the collision of biological tissue and the impact of swords!

The Butcher was thrown upwards while maintaining this defensive posture. The enormous force propelled it hundreds of meters into the air, instantly turning it into a tiny, shimmering dot in the sky.

At the same time, obvious changes also appeared on the body of the Butcher – the outermost layer of its defensive body tissues was completely torn, oozing a pale blue fluid, and the hands that protected its body at the bottom even showed obvious indentations on the back of the hands.

"It's also crisper than I expected."

It seemed that this effect made Skadi feel that she had avenged her previous attack, because the expression she gave the Butcher was no longer so resentful.

Skadi spread her legs slightly apart, crouching down to lower her center of gravity, while she lifted the greatsword with one hand, looped it around, and rested it on her shoulder.

"go to hell."

The hunter's murmurs drifted away on the sea breeze, and then another strange sound arose.

Skadi's legs were creaking—the sound of taut muscles, each muscle fiber amplified by the force of the air, a sound even steel could not match, and the deck beneath her feet was beginning to crack under the pressure of the force.

"Bang!!!!!"

Skadi leaped onto the Butcher, who was still rising due to the force of her slash, using only the power of her two legs to jump. The greatsword, poised to strike, fell with a flash of red light in her eyes beneath her hair.

Another massive shock erupted!

The slash did not cut through the butcher's body; instead, it smashed it down at an even more terrifying speed.

At the same time, another silver light appeared, as if it had transformed into a long dragon that rose from below to intercept the falling body of the Butcher.

That was Gretia, who thrust her long spear with a tornado-like aura from the deck!

"Hahaha, leave the finishing touches to me!!!"

Goredia's attack caused Skadi's slamming Edict to pause briefly in mid-air. The two forces collided and squeezed each other, constantly tearing and peeling away the Edict's flesh.

Sharp thrusts, a violent aura, ceaseless gales, and constant roars that eventually subsided into silence—light and explosions repeatedly illuminated the sea, overshadowing the brilliance of the two moons.

As Ghost Shark's maniacal laughter rang out, seizing that moment of pause, she leaped into the still-radiating core area without using her weapon, reaching the Butcher's side. She placed her right hand, claw-like, on the Butcher's chest, and with a gentle, calm smile, said:

"Go to hell, my lovely little bird."

It wasn't a weapon or an air bomb; Ghost Shark used only the most basic fighting style, combining his powerful physical strength with a further enhancement of his aura to cover his palm with a sharp aura before striking forward.

This is a common striking method in hand-to-hand combat, and Specter Shark has lived up to its penchant for tearing flesh apart.

"Hmph—"

The dull thud of flesh being torn apart came from the Butcher's body for the first time. The tough flesh, which had been constantly being hit, finally broke open a horrifying hole, exposing the empty interior and flowing out a dark blue viscous liquid.

Then, Ghost Shark pulled its hand out horizontally, tearing the right half of the Butcher's body open from the side and throwing it into the ocean.

At this moment, Gladys's attack dissipated, and Skadi and Specter landed steadily on the deck, causing the entire ship to rock a few times. Meanwhile, the Butcher, which fell into the sea in the distance, also made quite a splash.

A few seconds later, people saw the Butcher's lifeless body floating on the sea, and the wound on his chest that almost split him in two showed no signs of healing.

died?

Such a terrifying creature, after initially showing off its speed and strength, was easily killed by three deep-sea hunters?

People witnessed the power of Skadi and the others, but a question arose in their minds.

Is the Deep Sea Hunter really that strong, or is it just that the Butcher's aura wasn't as powerful as it seemed?

"I can't feel its breath anymore..."

Skadi said this while looking at the corpses on the distant sea.

The ghost shark also sniffed in that direction a few times.

"Judging from its smell, its physiological functions have completely ceased—"

Greta looked at Tomat and asked:

"Although the enemy has been killed, it's better to dispose of the body. After all, even a corpse can continue to pose a threat, which is beyond the capacity of the people in this area to handle."