At that critical moment, Gerbil suddenly teleported out of the sandstorm, his green trident piercing fiercely towards Osthach's great axe.
"Clang!"
A loud clang echoed, and Osthach's attack was simply blocked by Gerbil's trident, the force from the axe numbing his arm.
And because of that force, he retreated a few steps.
Himeragi Yukina, seeing this, quickly retreated to steady herself.
She looked at Gerbil and Osthach before her, her expression a little solemn.
She could confirm that this hamster was on her side.
And it said it was ordered by its Liege to protect his little guard.
So... this was the King's Familiar!
Himeragi Yukina, having figured it out, was certain the King was nearby.
Before meeting the King, she had to resolve the current trouble.
"Blondie, again!?"
The hamster, holding its green trident, took a fighting stance and said to Osthach.
Osthach looked at the big rat before him, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes; his hand was still numb.
Damn dead rat.
Where was Astarte!?
He looked around, only to see a sand tornado beside them, with occasional thudding sounds coming from it.
Astarte was trapped!?
At this moment, Osthach's face was grim as he gritted his teeth and said to Gerbil, "You damn dead rat!!"
Gerbil, seeing the enraged Osthach, grinned, revealing two large buck teeth: "If you don't come, I will~"
Saying that, Gerbil again wielded his green trident and charged towards Osthach.
Osthach roared, gripping his great axe with both hands, and met the charging Gerbil.
The great axe brought up a gust of wind as it fiercely chopped down towards Gerbil, who did not dodge but met it head-on.
Another loud clang.
"What!?
Osthach looked at the scene before him with an incredulous expression.
His axe had cracked?
It was shattered by a single blow from this damn dead rat!?
The next instant, a wave of pain hit him, and blood spurted from Osthach's chest.
Gerbil's green trident had cut through his chest.
Osthach's eyes widened, unable to believe he had been injured so badly by a mere rat.
He stumbled, nearly falling.
"Damn it..." Osthach gritted his teeth, squeezing out these two words.
Gerbil was brandishing the green trident in his hand, preparing to continue, when Abel's voice came.
"That's enough, Gerbil."
Gerbil heard Abel's voice, immediately stopped, and plunged the green trident into the ground, saying, "Alright, Liege!"
Abel instantly descended from the sky to the ground.
He was about to speak but got a mouthful of sand.
He really didn't know how the two people and two Familiars had been fighting down there.
"Gerbil, stop the sandstorm for a moment."
"Alright."
Gerbil clenched his hand, and the sandstorm ceased.
At the same time, a wounded Astarte fell to the ground from within the sandstorm.
Looking at Astarte.
Abel sensed her life slowly ebbing away.
After all, she was an artificial life form that absorbed magical power to sustain her life.
Without a supply of magical power, she would head towards death.
Seeing that it was Abel, Himeragi Yukina, who was nearby, ran over and said, "King!"
From her voice, he could feel her resentment.
Abel came back to his senses and smiled, understanding her meaning, then said, "A King also needs his time alone, doesn't he?"
Himeragi Yukina, who still wanted to say something, remained silent.
Seeing the two of them chatting and ignoring him, Osthach clutched his chest and shouted at Abel and Himeragi Yukina, "Who are you people!!!"
Abel listened to Osthach's words as if they were a joke.
He actually didn't recognize him?
This church warrior before him didn't recognize him? He hadn't done his homework thoroughly enough; he needed to go back to the drawing board.
At this moment, Gerbil spoke up.
"Hey, listen up!"
"Standing before you is the God-Slaying King, humanity's Sixth King, the Demon King!"
Osthach heard Gerbil's words, his eyes filled with shock and bewilderment.
He had used his lottery-winning probability here.
This small, broken world now only had six Kings.
And he had encountered one!
This was going to be difficult!!
Abel looked at the bewildered Osthach, the corner of his mouth curving upwards; clearly, this guy recognized him.
Then Abel stepped forward but was stopped by Himeragi Yukina, "King, the person before you is dangerous."
Looking at Himeragi Yukina, Abel smiled, then threw something to her.
Himeragi Yukina quickly caught it; upon closer inspection, it was the nekomata-tan she had always wanted.
"King!?"
"Alright, it's a welcoming gift for you. Leave the rest to me."
Holding the nekomata-tan, Himeragi Yukina's gaze at Abel grew even more resolute; her favorability towards Abel was almost maxed out at this moment.
Abel came before Osthach.
He couldn't help but click his tongue, looking at the only unlucky fellow from the original work before him.
After all, if he had just explained it clearly, an arm wasn't something he wouldn't give.
He just had to violate the laws and regulations.
Osthach turned his head away; he was now a prisoner.
"Tell me, why did you do this?"
Osthach casually said, "No reason."
Looking at the unyielding Osthach, Abel smiled, then casually said, "Let me guess, it has something to do with the Saint, doesn't it?"
Hearing Abel's words, Osthach was stunned, then just as he was about to deny it, he heard Abel say, "It has something to do with the Saint, and it's an arm, isn't it?"
All correct.
Osthach looked at Abel, finally lowering his head.
"Yes, that's right."
"Coming here was for the arm of the Church's Saint."
"The Church's property must not be trampled upon!!!"
As Osthach spoke, his face became distorted.
The arm of their Church's Saint was actually located underground on this damned artificial island, and it even stood as the core underground!
This was an insult to their Church!!
"Is that so?"
Abel said, as if suddenly enlightened, then changed the subject, "Do you want to take it back?"
Hearing Abel's words, Osthach was stunned again.
No...
Was he that easy to talk to?
For this, he had officially taken action today to absorb magical power, and now Abel was telling him he could have it if he wanted it.
What... what kind of situation was this!!
"Can... can I?"
"Of course... not."
As Abel spoke, Osthach's face fell, but then he heard Abel say, "If you want that thing, then exchange it for something."
"Exchange? Exchange for what?" Osthach asked, puzzled.
After all, members of his Church were practically penniless; they had nothing.
Abel crossed his arms, a smirk playing on his lips, then pointed to Astarte, who was lying there like a corpse, "I want this artificial life form."
Listening to Abel's words, Osthach looked at Astarte.
Weighing the pros and cons.
Hmm... all pros, no cons.
Firstly, Astarte was something he had cultivated step by step, and her purpose was for the Saint's arm.
Secondly, after the transaction, he wouldn't have to constantly hunt vampires to replenish her life energy.
Otherwise, who knew when Astarte would kick the bucket.
Thinking of this, Osthach didn't hesitate, saying, "Deal!!"
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