Rip—
With a light downward slash, the Mind-sucker was cut in half by the greatsword. Its intestines and guts instantly spilled out, then dissipated into specks of starlight.
Judging by their agile movements, the tails behind them, and the ears on their heads, these people were Kuranta. Perhaps they were tomb raiders, or perhaps they were expeditionary knights exploring divine ruins.
However, their lives had long since vanished decades, even a century ago, and their withered remains had become Puppets desecrated by an heretical God.
"Ugh—even more troublesome than Seaborn, and feels more disgusting, but... not strong."
Having easily dealt with these enemies, Skadi felt that they were not difficult to handle.
But she did feel pleasure from it, just like her past hunts with her companions. With Goki by her side, this hunt had meaning.
"Squeak squeak—"
The next second, a twisted, seemingly medium-dog-sized, entirely black chunk of flesh suddenly leaped high like a face-hugger, pouncing on Skadi.
Bang—
Accompanied by a sonic boom, Skadi unhesitatingly slapped this threatening monstrosity into smithereens in mid-air.
But at the moment of contact, Skadi fell into a momentary daze.
[Ishar-mla... Are you—His spokesperson? Or the new Lord of the Ocean?]
A deep murmur suddenly appeared in the Abyssal Hunter's ear, distant and strange, yet seemingly very intimate.
"Skadi, what's wrong?"
The next second, Skadi's cheek seemed to feel a gentle touch.
A bright red light flashed in her slightly dazed eyes, and Skadi quickly regained consciousness, recognizing the black-haired man who was holding her head and looking down at her worriedly.
Although Skadi and Goki had been sleeping together every night for nearly half a year, and during almost half of that time—referring to the times when Goki truly couldn't break free from Skadi's embrace to cook—Skadi would see Goki's face when she opened her eyes.
But upon seeing Goki's concerned expression, her cheeks involuntarily flushed slightly.
In Columbia, she had learned many modern civilization terms from Kafka and understood what "hunk" meant, a term Kafka used every time she described Goki.
Skadi didn't understand what "love" always meant in movies, nor did she understand why Kafka would blush and turn her head away every time she watched a romance film when the male and female leads kissed, or when Goki walked in.
But Skadi had recently felt that she... always seemed to blush involuntarily.
Was she sick? Although Skadi was a little confused, she was unwilling to ask Kaltsit and could only ponder it herself.
"Hmm, I'm fine. I feel... like someone said something in my ear, but I didn't hear it clearly."
Hearing this, Goki breathed a sigh of relief, flicked a twisted piece of flesh that was impaled on the serrated spear in his hand to the side, where it splattered into specks of starlight on the wall.
"Good that you're fine. Everyone, pay attention: these things don't cause damage when they hit you, but they increase our frenzy meter—I mean... they will impact our minds, so it's best not to have direct physical contact with them."
Rubbing Skadi's little cheek, Goki relaxed and looked at the battle situation around him.
The Director had indeed made a mistake. During the research process, she weakened the barrier of the material world, allowing the divine kin that had followed from Kazimierz to hide here and continuously absorb everyone's Originium energy, making Originium Arts difficult to dispel after release, and finally appearing prematurely under Goki's inducement.
However, although the power of these Gods was dangerous and deadly for ordinary researchers, for professional hunters like Goki and Skadi, and superwomen like Saria... it was indeed a bit weak.
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