Four Split Personalities

Chapter 2624: Chapter 1241: Deadly Game · Part XVII – The Road to Survival

Yes, the performance has begun.

Despite previously being ambushed numerous times by Double Leaf’s various distorted Fertility Magic, the pursuers, who had not suffered much damage, were forced to halt their steps, howling under the dazzling and magnificent light clusters. Accompanied by deafening roars, over ten supervisors hit directly were flung out like half-cooked rag dolls, not even having time to scream.

Indeed, they mostly possessed Advanced Stage strength, but even so, they were struggling to protect themselves from the magic cannon procured at great expense by the Massacre. Without subjective defense, the supervisors directly hit or at the center of the explosion either faced imminent Death or lost their combat capabilities, and even those further away were not unscathed.

The raging arcane blasts and secondary impacts nearly wiped out a quarter of the pursuit force instantly, and what’s more, in no more than half a minute’s silence, the distant [Massacre Ship] unexpectedly initiated another round of precise long-range bombardment, leveling half of the supervisors among the pursuit team and catching several Gray Lizard Hunting warriors off guard.

"An exceptional artwork."

Standing with arms folded beside Motan and Double Leaf, the short but robust Fourteen nodded with satisfaction and turned to smile at the two: "Although I also rely on my own Strength, when placed in the right environment at the right time, those things indeed make one want to depend on them."

[Hey, hey, hey, are you the heroine from a shoujo manga?]

Haru Kuttata, with an earnest expression, alongside Maeve Xiangluan trembling in his embrace, both grumbled inwardly.

"As you said, Fourteen."

Motan composed himself, nodding in agreement: "Those things called magic cannon can indeed be termed ’artwork.’ Also, thank you very much for your assistance."

Fourteen smiled broadly, neither confirming nor denying Motan’s ’thanks,’ merely saying nonchalantly: "Like them? If you do, I can give you three of them."

Motan was instantly shocked: "Wha..."

"That’s right, I’m certainly willing to give half of these good things to you; accurately speaking, to your ship."

Fourteen raised a hand to touch his smooth head, showing a meaningful smile: "I’m always generous with my allies, though Haru, I think you’re aware—as for what I mean by ’allies,’ I’m speaking of the Massacre pirate crew’s leader ’Fourteen’ and its second-in-command ’Medicine King,’ not the victim alliance aiming to overthrow the current leader of Duan Tou Cliff."

Motan nodded silently and exchanged a look with the girl lifting her face in his arms, then sank into silence.

"Ha ha, after all, magic cannons are only effective on the sea or city walls."

Fourteen didn’t mind Haru’s silence and moved ahead, chuckling lightly: "Oh, right, for the sake of entertainment, I specifically instructed my friends earlier to only fire two rounds of bombardment."

Double Leaf, curled up in Motan’s embrace, timidly glanced at Fourteen and whispered: "Two... two rounds..."

"Correct, dear Lady, precisely those two bombardments."

Fourteen curled his slightly thick lips and cheerfully said: "As for the remaining pursuers, they can be used for stretching my limbs."

Motan’s eyes widened instantly, surprised: "Stretching limbs? But... Fourteen, those Gray Lizard Huntings..."

"Those Gray Lizard Huntings are strong, I’m well aware, although I’ve never directly faced them, I’ve certainly encountered some."

Fourteen interrupted Motan casually and tore off the upper half of his ’prison garb,’ revealing his robust body faintly glowing with deep blue phosphorescence: "That’s why they have the value for stretching, ha ha. If possible, I hope the two of you won’t rush to leave, considering it’s the finale of my slave journey, if there’s only one Observer as an ’audience,’ it’d be quite disappointing."

Motan furrowed his brow deeply, pondered for several seconds before slowly nodding: "Understood, but Maeve..."

"I always cherish my companions, and since we haven’t escaped Duan Tou Cliff’s influence, without a doubt, you still hold this identity."

Fourteen picked up a pebble from the ground, weighed it in his hand, and calmly said: "So whether it’s Haru, or Maeve, who relies heavily on you, I won’t let harm come upon you, nor require your help. Honestly, after shaking off ’Black Anna’s’ influence, even I don’t know..."

Buzz—

With a piercing whistle, Fourteen hurled the pebble with unfathomable force, and after slight delay, it hit the helmet of a Gray Lizard Hunting warrior a hundred meters away.

Bang!

Under the astonished gazes of his companions, the Gray Lizard Hunting warrior was knocked off his mount by the unassuming pebble and flew several meters backward before crashing to the ground.