Chapter 142 Highly Socialized
Sister Kei, I love you!! That final twisting assassination move was simply cooler than the ultimate attacks of the protagonists in the action games I play on the magic net!
That was so damn satisfying! Even though those movements could only be clearly seen under a quadruple Eagle Eye Spell, they still gave off this 'slow-motion' feeling! So amazing!!
A sidestep, a turn, a slash and stab! Fluid as flowing clouds and water, achieved with a master's effortless grace! The ancients said, 'The human body and motion are the most beautiful poetry.' I used to think that was pure bullshit, but now I realize what a complete moron I was back then!
I've never seen anyone's physique capable of such natural grace and fluidity. For the first time, I feel that this kind of brutal slaughter is an art form!! It's so breathtaking to watch!
Sister Kei is already gorgeous, but that moment just now with her short hair fluttering in the wind completely bewitched me to no end!
The key part is that blossom of blood!! That blossom of blood spurting from the back of the giant ape! With that blood blossom as a backdrop, Sister Kei's beauty instantly went up several notches!!
That ape totally brought its own demise. If it hadn't wasted time saying, 'Hello there, audience friends in the audience! Where is the applause? Get the hype started!', Sister Kei might not have broken free from the shackles of the 'Shadow Imprisonment', and it could have actually defeated her!
No zuo no die! By delaying those few seconds, that ape just went and bit the dust. Serves it right!
This fully proves a truth in reality: every extra second you spare the opponent increases the risk by a factor of five!
The few blind folks ahead are actually mutual-admirulating each other. It's making my teeth fall out from laughing!
The one in front thinks they make sense, but it's all utter bullshit! Where in this world are there such coincidences? The ape charges in with a thunderous roar, and right at that moment, the streamer just happens to break free from her bonds, just narrowly avoiding the giant ape's attack, and then seamlessly shifts behind the great ape, and just happens to stab it to death with a single blade? Who do you think the streamer is? Io's own biological daughter? The Chosen One?
You two hot-headed brothers don't need to be so strict. The ones above just have weaker observation skills. They probably haven't experienced real combat and still think the streamer 'happened' to win just like the protagonist in a movie. Don't get your blood pressure up, let's keep the peace!
Damn it, what grounds do you have to say it wasn't just a coincidence?! Got any evidence to mock people?
Officially certified ID 'Veteran World Cup Referee' tipped the streamer a Meteor Fire Rain! Leaving a message saying: I told you guys you were blind and you wouldn't believe it. The streamer had already broken free from the 'Shadow Imprisonment' restraints back when the ape dropped to its knees. Although her struggle looked convincing, it still had a bit of unnaturalness to it! Compared to those players' dives in the World Cup, this level of acting is pure child's play!
Officially certified ID 'Isn't it common sense that the Four Heavenly Kings have five members?' tipped the streamer a Meteor Fire Rain! Leaving a message saying: The guys above should just accept being scolded. I stake my thirty-year acting reputation on this: the streamer broke free from the Shadow Imprisonment ages ago, and that magic restrained her for at most half a second! This kind of magic resistance from a warrior nurtured through martial arts is simply terrifying!
Speaking of warriors, although that ape had a somewhat promiscuous lifestyle, its deportment was truly like that of a true warrior!
Yes, yes, yes! Even though the movement amplitude was tiny, I saw it giving Sister Kei a thumbs-up at the very end! It should mean praise just like it does for humans, right?
Not forgetting to praise the opponent's formidable strength even as it's being killed—it's just like the chivalrous swordsmen of ancient times! So damn much class!
What's the use of it having class alone? Look at the remaining apes, they're already getting restless! It looks like they're going to swarm us together and directly swamp the livestream!
It's fine, she probably won't die, right? Didn't Teacher Ling say there's nothing these apes can't solve by mating?
Ugh!!! Mate with these apes? I'd rather die!
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Where that ape fell, blood quickly welled up, forming a crimson pool under its body. Catherine pulled the dagger from the giant ape's back, stood up, and looked around. She found that because of the death of the 'chieftain's son', the surrounding apes were now filled with incomparable grief and agitation, letting out shrill screams and flexing their muscles, itching to tear Catherine into pieces in the very next second!
Is it coming? Is this the trial my master intends to give me? Catherine assumed a defensive posture, thinking silently in her heart. Just now, at the exact moment this giant ape died, Catherine suddenly felt a surge of pure life force directly flood into her body along the Antoine's Fire on the surface of her skin. The exhaustion from fighting for so long was almost instantly replenished by this energy, making Catherine unable to help but feel as though she were a perpetual motion machine.
Yet she knew very well that this was merely an illusion. Although her energy was nearly replenished, the heat accumulated from the intense combat was still stored within her body. Even with the assistance of Antoine's Fire to dissipate it, she was somewhat overextended. In the short term, if another intense confrontation of this magnitude occurred, the temperature inside her body would be enough to disrupt her internal homeostasis.
However, just as those impassioned monkeys could no longer restrain themselves and were about to charge forward en masse, that 'Elder' with the feathered cockscomb suddenly let out a roar, leaped up onto a high tree branch, and barked a rapid string of roars down at the crowd of apes. Then, it swept a fierce and baleful glare across the apes below; every single ape caught in its gaze turned as quiet as cicadas in winter, shivering and lowering their heads.
"Senior Sister! The Elder says the chieftain's son died in a grand and righteous duel within the clan. According to the rules, you, as the victor, should become the next 'First Warrior', and all the tribesmen should love and respect you! What kind of behavior is this sore-losing display!"
These apes—are their social rules and relationships really this complex? This is practically on par with some uncivilized savage tribes!
Hearing Vayne's explanation, Catherine was secretly astonished, only to see the ape elder leap down from the tree branch, landing not far in front of her. With a benign expression—let us assume that expression was benign—it spoke a string of guttural noises to Catherine once again in a smooth, gentle tone.
Naturally, Catherine could not understand a word of it, but Vayne immediately translated:
"Senior Sister, the Elder says: 'Dear clansman, as long as you join our tribe right now, you will instantly become our clan's "First Warrior". The strongest apes will come to wait upon you, giving every single one of your orifices heavenly bliss, and furthermore, you will inherit the wives, concubines, and property of the deceased chieftain's son, reaching the absolute peak of apehood from this day forward...' You'd better shake your head and reject it right now! Magical beasts are single-minded and stubbornly literal; if you let it mistakenly think you're willing to join the tribe, you're going to be in huge trouble!"
Just listening to Vayne's description gave Catherine goosebumps all over. Naturally, she shook her head frantically. Seemingly caught off guard by Catherine's swift and decisive refusal, the Elder's expression flickered with bewilderment before instantly turning gloomy. Staring right into Catherine's eyes, it slowly and menacingly uttered a few words.
"Senior Sister, the Elder says that if you refuse to join the tribe, then according to the rules, you must obtain the unanimous consent of the three closest relatives of the deceased chieftain's son in order to leave! Otherwise, you must slaughter all three of those apes! Look, those three apes have stepped out from the crowd, and all of them object to your departure. If you wipe them out all at once, you'll be able to leave in peace!"