Witch, I'm really not the Deep Sea Ancient God!

This Potion is so powerful, my Spiritual Power is surging out like crazy, and its effects even overshadow my other Potions, not to mention that the Healing Potion is far superior to those on the black market…

In the midst of battle, Little Crow quickly suppressed the doubts in her heart and fiercely threw another punch!

There's no time to think about these things now!

All she had in mind was one thing, and that was to kill the Ice Demon Statue before her!

Meteor Fist!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Little Crow snickered, the only thing she could do was to embrace the agony inflicted by the Potion, ignore the cries of her body, and keep on bombarding punch after punch.

To die covered in blood and mud, what honor is there not in that!

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!

The Ice Demon Statue was beaten back step by step.

Nicely done, Little Crow… Chen Qi activated the Shadow underfoot, furry Shadows appearing beneath his shoes, quickly approaching the Ice Demon Statue from behind.

Perfect timing for an offensive!

Chen Qi swiftly ignited the black Blade in his hands.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!

The Ice Demon Statue's engine sounded a massive wail, at this moment, with enemies on both flanks, it couldn't even move, let alone retaliate with a punch.

Under a barrage of attacks as dense as rain, the engine of the Ice Demon Statue once again let out a huge roar.

Last energy, activate!

An unprecedented heat transferred to Chen Qi's hands.

The Statue's engine melted down!

Usually, the appearance of this move means the life of the Statue is like a fading candle in the wind, soon to vanish!

"Final blow!"

Chen Qi stepped on the carcass of the Statue and leaped high into the air!

Shadow Blade Slash Dragon Ascending Slash!

Scorching black flames descended from above, like a giant cleaver cutting through meat, ripping through the rune stones embedded in the Ice Demon Statue's head.

Little Crow also let out a fierce shout:

"Die!"

The battle-crazed Little Crow didn't hesitate, she took a deep breath and launched her strongest punch at the cost of damaged bones.

Blast Punch!

Boom!

Almost simultaneously, the two of them delivered these earth-shattering blows and quickly backed off!

"Explode!"

In that instant, the Ice Demon Statue also unleashed the immense power of its engine!

Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, a massive wind, carrying dust and dirt, swept over the desolate island in an instant!

...

...

The dust and smoke gradually dissipated, and the noisy island slowly returned to tranquility.

Now, only the sound of breathing remained, gradually becoming steady—

"Huff, huff, huff, huff..."

Little Crow spat out blood, struggling to rise, but she was unstable and finally collapsed to the ground with a thud. Explore more at empire

The power of the Potion was backfiring against her body.

Subjects of drug experiments are only strong for a moment.

Did we win... Straining to lift her head, she looked toward the center of the dust cloud.

The Ice Witch, from legend, though born a nun, is a cold and ruthless Witch.

Her favorite thing was to let those cultists feel the hope of victory, before bestowing upon them despair.

If the Statue guard she set up had any more tricks left, then...

"It seems it doesn't matter, we've done well getting this far, we did great, very great..."

Little Crow crawled forward, remarkably raising her head to look into the distance.

Atop the corpse of the Ice Demon Statue stood a young man covered in dust and blood.

"Qi..."

Little Crow said softly.

Chen Qi stored the battered engine of the Statue in his card and walked over, squatting down:

"Hey, Little Crow, if you can't hold on, just lie down for a while. With your injuries right now, any sudden moves could kill you."

Little Crow had always been a drug-fueled fighter, battling in a reckless manner, almost like a Berserker.

From start to finish, she had been confronting the mightily powerful Ice Demon Statue head-on, in a frenzied manner.

If she continued to fight, she might turn into a mad Berserker woman with only killing in her mind.

Chen Qi took out a Healing Potion from his backpack card, opened the cork, and gently placed it to Little Crow's lips:

"Drink some Potion, take a moment to rest."

Then, he picked up Little Crow's arm and wrapped it with a bandage.

What is it with calling me Little Crow, do I look weak or something, and ouch... lying on the ground, Little Crow opened her mouth and drew a breath of the Potion.

A warm sensation gradually spread throughout her body, and the pain subsided slowly.

At this time, Little Crow slowly lifted her head and asked curiously:

"Qi, where did that Potion you just used come from?"

Little Crow, although primarily focused on researching Sea Beasts, also had a decent level in potion-making.

For the sake of unleashing her greatest combat power, the Potions she reserved in her backpack card were top-quality goods from black market Pharmacists.

Being a subject of drug experiments, Little Crow had a wealth of experience in testing drugs.

She originally thought that what Chen Qi gave her was some odd and strange potions.

Under normal circumstances, she would never drink Chen Qi's potions because their effects were most likely to be overshadowed by her own potent medicines.

But, the potion Chen Qi just gave her surpassed even the ones she had meticulously prepared!

Even the simplest Healing Potion was of the highest quality.

Especially the Dragon Breath Potion, a very rare potion indeed. Though its ingredients were easy to obtain, there were very few pharmacists who could make it!

Such potions usually did not fall into the hands of ordinary people.

Could it be that the potions had merged with each other, producing new effects?

The efficacy of these potions was so profound, she would believe it if someone said they were made by the Flower Witch!

Now, is it the time to ask such questions... Chen Qi pondered and replied:

"I got these potions in exchange for cooking, from a top-tier pharmacist."

"We are both nearly dead, and you're still lying to me..."

The Little Crow retorted back.

"..."

As she said this, the Little Crow finished the potion and struggled to stand up:

"Qi, by now, the White Cloaks must be close to completing the ritual. They have no time to deal with us, do you have any last words you want to say to me..."

Blood trickled from the corner of the Little Crow's mouth. At this moment, she had given up hope for life and stared at Chen Qi.

That damn guy, full of secrets!

"..."

This young girl, why is she always thinking about last words? Chen Qi felt slightly speechless:

"Cheer up, Little Crow. When we get back, I'll let you knead the Deep Sea Water Elf to your heart's content!"

Chen Qi could tell, as someone obsessed with the deep sea, the Little Crow had long wanted to grab hold of the Deep Sea Water Elf and knead it, to suck it dry.

To knead me... The Little Crow looked at Water Elf No.1, who had shielded her from bullets.

Under the impact of the Ice Demon Statue, it had turned into a pancake!

"Don't worry, it'll recover after being soaked a bit."

Chen Qi said, picking up Water Elf No.1.

"Both of you, you're very strong! But, can this conversation wait till later?"

Suddenly, a Knight in a triangular helmet interrupted their conversation, appearing behind the two of them.

Taking advantage of the situation... Chen Qi turned his head.

"Damn it..."

The Little Crow knocked on the ground with her fist.

The captain of the Knights in triangular helmets glanced at the shattered Ice Demon Statue:

"You two really are strong. If it was somewhere else, I'd be quite keen to get to know you both, but I am a Hunter, and a Hunter must follow the client's orders.

And you two, are quite suitable to become sacrifices."

Sacrifices... The Little Crow clenched her teeth.

Those damn White Cloaks, they really wanted to leave no stone unturned!

Though they had won, the situation had become even worse off.

Chen Qi clipped his weapon to his waist and stopped being polite:

"Hey, you dog of the White Cloaks, let me remind you, this is a monster sealed by the Ice Witch. If it truly awakens, not just us, you will die too.

Your dog lives are more important than your employer's orders, right?"

The captain of the Knights coldly replied:

"In the Sea God Pirate Group, an order is both a command and fate. Little captain, our lives were never in our hands to begin with. Before the end, why not witness the Descent of the Sea Beast?"

Saying this, he made a 'please' gesture.

I really would like to witness its Descent... Chen Qi asked:

"Little Crow?"

The Little Crow took a struggling step forward, her body weak as she said:

"Let's go have a look..."

Chen Qi took the Little Crow's right hand, supporting her as they headed towards the altar deep inside the valley.

They trod over the dust of a devastating defeat, up the long stairs.

Eventually, they reached the high place of the valley, where the altar was located.

On the empty altar above, the White Cloaks had set everything up.

A circle of runes crafted from Black Blood, the ancient deep-sea offerings.

An octopus brain from deep below the sea, copious amounts of precious Black Whale Blood, the Sea Crown of the Sea God Sect, the Butterfly Powder of the Phantom Butterfly, and the Awakening Song from the music halls of the Golden Flower Bird Kingdom...

Everything was ready, all that remained was the infusion of Spiritual Power.

The White Cloak knelt on the ground, murmuring:

"The seal of the Ice Witch, after a century of wear and tear, can no longer resist the 'Void' formula."

"In the end, it is our Sea God Pirate Group that has won. Not even the Ice Witch can escape the Lantern Death God's pursuit, all she could do was set up a few feeble seals..."

The Little Crow's hands were trembling slightly.

The White Cloak turned his head and looked at Chen Qi and the Little Crow:

"Both of you, ancient beings from the deep sea are not beyond control; they are not merely wild beasts, they symbolize certain emotions, powers, from legends. And the being I'm about to summon represents dreams.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Those who offer the sacrifice will receive a blessing from the deep sea."

Dreams... Chen Qi touched his chin.

Then, the White Cloak continued:

"However, as symbols of dreams, they desire even more those individuals filled with fantasies, those who harbor hope, and the sacrifices must embrace hope too."

The White Cloak placed his hand on the ground, pouring his Spiritual Power and blood into it:

"Both of you, speak your last words, and I will fulfill all your final wishes."