Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Chapter 970: Chapter 473: Demigod Squirrel and the Holy Tree

The squirrel crouched.

The squirrel jumped.

The squirrel took flight!

The squirrel, with its snow-white fur, looking extraordinarily cute, soared gracefully and shot toward Herbert, who was mid-air.

Whoosh—

???

As the target of the attack, Herbert was feeling a bit bewildered.

Eh?

It wasn’t a reflexive reaction to being attacked, but rather because of the species of the creature.

Herbert had contemplated many potential dangers he might encounter during this exploration.

Everything carries risk, and he never lets his guard down.

Some have unrealistic fantasies—they think just observing from afar won’t cause any problems.

If that’s really your thought process, it’s far too naive!

Destiny is the most capricious mistress.

When you feel a bright future is ahead, it cruelly barrels toward the bad.

If you think something won’t happen—it most likely will.

Especially in the Misty Mountains, dangers are too commonplace.

Like a giant tree suddenly shooting up, transforming into a raging Tree Man, or perhaps like the giant tree attacking with branches, or maybe the moving giant tree is just a trap...

Herbert did consider that the giant tree might have companion guardian Demons, but he imagined snakes, birds, or insects as potential Demons.

He really didn’t expect this current scenario.

It’s not shock, but confusion.

Hey, why is there a cute squirrel here?

Come on, tell me, what’s with a "punching flying giant squirrel" coming my way?

Beyond this strong contrast, there was another truly shocking discovery for Herbert.

This squirrel... seems strong?

Nearing the giant tree, Herbert sensed a vague pressure.

Herbert initially thought this pressure came from the giant tree, but he quickly realized he was wrong.

The source of the pressure was not the giant tree.

It was the seemingly cute squirrel that gave him a strong sense of oppression!

No way!

How could it be stronger than the Withered’s bramble Tree Man!!?

Epic Strongman!!?

As the squirrel raced toward him, Herbert’s instincts screamed at him—evade!

Don’t evade, and you might die!

Herbert wasn’t foolish. Upon sensing a life-or-death crisis, he reacted.

His wings fluttered, propelling him upward, getting to safety before the squirrel’s punch could reach him.

The result proved Herbert’s caution was warranted.

After Herbert dodged, the squirrel didn’t continue flying but instead flicked its big tail, adjusted its angle, and charged toward the ground.

It adjusted its posture and finally landed on one knee in a "superhero landing" pose.

Boom!!!

The hard ground of the Mist Mountains was smashed into a huge pit, creating dust clouds, and many surrounding trees were affected, leaning and falling.

Crack, crack, crack!

"Hiss!"

Anyone would be shocked, but Herbert’s eyes widened when he saw this scene, unable to refrain from sucking air through his teeth.

Whoa!

That punch!

Could I withstand it?

Herbert thought for a moment, then his mouth twitched continuously.

Withstand?

Withstand a hammer withstand!

Just from this scene, with Eyes of the Sun enhanced, Herbert had already analyzed many previously uncertain details.

Then, he became even more perplexed.

This power is truly exaggerated.

In Herbert’s analysis, that punch was straightforward—there were no flashy Laws enhancing it, just "pure power"!

Simply enormous strength!

And a punch relying purely on physical strength reached an epic level?

This small-looking white squirrel, merely in terms of power, is comparable to Valentina, a super giant Giant Dragon... Is this right?

One punch man indeed!

Uh, no, one punch squirrel?

Also, judging from its adjustment posture mid-air, it... really can’t fly huh?

Herbert was puzzled.

Unless they have muscles for brains, most Legendary Strongmen possess hovering capabilities, or at least methods to help them glide.

An Epic Strongman who can’t fly is incredibly rare.

Moreover, earlier...

Remembering the squirrel’s boastful shout before striking, and those two snakes knocked out but still breathing, Herbert had a thought.

"Tsk! You did dodge after all!"

As the dust settled, the white squirrel raised its head, disgruntledly looking at the birdman above who escaped. "I really dislike you flying folks!"

"You lot are always high above! What’s so special about flying? You all... oh?"

The white squirrel was muttering complaints, when it saw the winged fellow landing directly on the ground.

He stood at the edge of the pit, smiling at him, "Alright, I’m standing on the ground like you now."

This gesture made the squirrel blink in confusion. Although it didn’t understand the birdman’s intentions, seeing him grounded, instinctively eased its displeasure a bit.

Whoohoo, this guy seems quite sensible!

It hopped out of the pit, lightly landing beside the outsider, scrutinizing him.