"ROAR!!!"
As Brian issued his final "death ultimatum," Berlos, the First Seat of the Beast Girls behind him, could no longer restrain herself. She stepped forward.
Letting out a mighty roar towards the port below, a powerful Hellhound aura, carrying the scent of death and destruction, instantly erupted and swept across the entire harbor.
Orange-black Netherflame rapidly gathered, radiating an aura of annihilation, forming a small "sun" that bathed the land in its light, bringing death.
Daken and his rebel forces descended into utter chaos.
Some threw down their weapons and knelt, begging for mercy; others, in despair, tried to flee into the deep sea.
"Don't even think about running!"
"Running is useless. In the face of absolute power, escape is the most futile action."
Daken let out a beast-like howl, trying to stem the collapse of his troops.
But unfortunately, under the pressure of true power, these Fish-Man supremacist rebels instantly fell apart.
Not to mention the surrounding Pirates who had been pillaging moments before—they were already scared out of their wits.
Daken wanted to struggle in his final moments, but Brian would not give him any chance.
He glanced at the pocket watch in his hand; the second hand had just pointed to "three."
"Time's up."
"Excellent!"
Brian stood at the prow, looking down upon the bustling, sinful port below that resembled an anthill, his eyes as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice.
His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of every Beast Girl behind him, devoid of any emotion, carrying only an absolute command.
"Beast Girl Legion!"
"Eliminate all resistance. Slavers, Pirates, Fish-Man Island rebels—anyone who resists, kill them all without exception."
"Move out!"
Whoosh whoosh~
Whoosh whoosh~
There were no passionate war cries, no superfluous responses.
Only an instantly erupting, almost tangible killing intent that nearly froze the air.
The next moment, the Beast Girls moved.
Following their pre-assigned squads, they descended from the peak of the warship like several deadly torrents.
"Hahaha, kill! Follow me, girls!"
First Seat Berlos took the lead, moving the fastest.
She charged straight into the rebel formation, then, without using any flashy techniques, directly unleashed her most powerful force—Netherflame.
"Netherflame: Hellfire Torch!"
Berlos pressed her hands downward fiercely. Several orange-black Netherflame spheres, each over ten meters in diameter, plummeted like meteors burning with tormented souls towards the rebels' most densely packed fortifications and command center.
Netherflame was the ultimate dark energy. On Fish-Man Island, it faced no hindrance; instead, it seemed to have found a catalyst.
Boom!
Boom!
Unlike ordinary flames, the Netherflame spheres did not explode. They were more like bottomless pits.
Anything that touched the Netherflame—whether a Fish-Man's body, steel defenses, coral reef rocks—instantly lost all energy and was devoured into nothingness.
The sturdiest armored fishmen among the rebels had their Armament Haki seemingly drained directly away, their armor instantly turning into charred powder.
They didn't even have time to scream before completely vanishing within the Netherflame.
"Quick! Water! Use water to put it out!"
A commander shouted in despair.
However, what the Netherflame consumed was precisely energy.
The oxygen in the water, the heat, even the vitality within the seawater molecules—all became fuel for the Netherflame.
Wherever the Netherflame passed, the seawater instantly lost its "vitality," becoming dead and icy cold.
Within just one minute, the Netherflame had cleared a massive charred blank zone in the core area of the port. Thousands of rebel fishmen were utterly annihilated.
"Sharp Claw Earth Split!"
Several powerful claw winds appeared, tearing apart all enemies in their path and leaving deep gouges in the ground.
As the second Beast Girl of the Dog Squad, Dog Girl Ling, though far weaker than Berlos, was actively proving herself.
The two of them, one strong and one less so, advanced like a sharp blade, pushing deeper and deeper into the port.
"Mon—monsters!"
"Run! They're demons from hell!!"
Along the way, large numbers of enemies instantly collapsed. Their ferocity, which they relied on for survival, was utterly useless against absolute power. Like an ant colony scalded by boiling water, they scattered and fled, yet had nowhere to escape.
"Blazing Flame Secret Art: Sunfire Thousand Needles!"
Berlos's performance was dazzling, but that didn't mean the other Beast Girls would fall short.
Agni the Fire Rat, also a member of the Mythical Zoan Beast Girls, did not let Berlos steal all the glory. With her formidable flame abilities, she carved her own path forward.
Agni's petite figure darted at extreme speed through the port's narrow alleys and buildings, like an elusive streak of death.
Wherever she passed, she left behind burning trails.
Countless dense fireballs, as if possessing life, automatically tracked the slavers and Pirates trying to hide or resist, igniting and blasting them apart along with the corners they hid in.
"Fire Rat Secret Art: Bone-Scorching Flame Wheel!"
A bright white ring of flame shrieked as it sliced through the entire street, cutting in half a squad of rebel fishmen attempting to organize a counterattack, along with their weapons. The severed sections instantly carbonized, with no time even for blood to flow.
"Chaos Sonic Burst!"
Ah
Concentrated sonic shockwaves burst from Bat Girl Fu's mouth, fanning out in a sweeping arc against the surrounding enemies.
Those struck fell into brief dizziness and tinnitus, completely losing their sense of balance.
"Wing Claw: Binding Kill!"
Facing the disoriented enemies, Bat Girl swiftly flapped her wings to close in, using the sharp hooks at the ends of her wing-hands to seize her targets. She carried them high into the air before hurling them down, where they shattered like watermelons, spilling across the ground.
Alternatively, she used the hooks for close-range throat-piercing strikes, which were highly efficient.
Unnoticed, Bat Girl Fu, once part of the timid trio, had become capable of holding her own.
With the Fire Rat as her backer, the confidence she displayed grew stronger—a truly good thing.
With the first two squads, led by Mythical Zoans, performing so prominently, the other two squads were by no means inferior.
Especially the Horse Squad, which currently had only one member—Leona was carrying out an extremely efficient harvest.
The Centaur Girl Leona stood atop a building in the relatively open dock area, her emerald eyes cold as ice as she scanned the entire dock below.
The longbow in her hands never seemed to rest.
"Forest Patrol Arrow Technique: Multi-Shot Scatter!"
With a single release of the bowstring, five arrows, as if guided by eyes, precisely pierced the throats of five Pirates in different directions who were attempting to ignite explosives or operate cannons.
"Forest Arrow: Armor-Piercing Roots!"
A verdant arrow shot forth, instantly splitting into countless energy roots that tightly entangled and immobilized a burly fishman rebel leader brandishing a massive hammer, before he was riddled with holes by a volley of ordinary arrows.
Her arrows were invitations from the god of death—efficient and merciless.
To be an army unto oneself—that described Leona in this moment.
Even if she were alone, she could still make the reputation of the Horse Squad known.
In stark contrast to Leona's situation were the operations of the Cat Squad.
As the largest squad in the current Beast Girl Legion in terms of numbers, the Cat Squad reaped the greatest rewards on the battlefield.