Chapter 444: The Invincible Hina Takes Action
On the sea below the Blood Leech, the Mink Tribe mbers stood in shock.
They watched as the Blood Leech, transforming into a streak of crimson light, hurtled toward Zunesha.
A ferocious and desperate gluttonous creature.
Even without deep thought, they knew Zunesha faced imnse danger.
Shinko shouted urgently, not even pausing to transform, and leaped forward to intercept it.
However, his speed was clearly no match for the Blood Leech.
The bloody light surged under the horrified gazes of many Mink Tribe mbers.
It swiftly reached Zunesha’s thigh.
This ti, the Blood Leech had no intention of lingering on the surface of the elephant’s body.
Instead, it aid to burrow directly inside.
Capable of moving freely through living beings in the form of blood, and with Zunesha’s massive size, once the Blood Leech entered, it would be nearly impossible to stop.
Unless Nozomi could dominate Zunesha entirely, she would be powerless against it.
As it prepared to sink into Zunesha’s body, a translucent white sphere suddenly enveloped the Blood Leech.
Boom!
The crimson light slamd into the light barrier, leaving the creature dazed.
"Why are you all so nervous? Now is the ti for the invincible Hina to shine!" a girl’s voice declared.
"At the critical mont, I am the one who can turn the tide!"
"Truly, Hina is magnificent!"
Not far from the girl, a staff mber quickly chid in, showering her with praise.
"Hina-sama is invincible in the world! She can defeat the mightiest creature with one punch and slay the greatest demon with two!"
His words flowed so smoothly that even so maids found it excessive.
But Hina was delighted to hear it.
To her, everyone in the Holy Wings spoke kindly, and she could leave all official matters to them.
The maids were attentive and comforting, making her feel at ease. She loved it here.
Seeing Hina getting carried away, Nozomi shook her head.
’Let her enjoy a few more days of happiness. i will deal with it when we return.’
As Nozomi pondered this, her gaze shifted to a certain direction, obscured by Zunesha’s legs.
She sensed a mysterious and powerful aura rapidly approaching.
Such a chilling and unsettling presence.
A Fear Demon? An Apostle? There was no mistake.
Trouble had arrived.
Nozomi realized Hina’s joy might have been premature.
She had not expected the Apostle of the Fear Demon Clan to intervene in this matter.
Was it a coincidence, or were they specifically targeting this commission?
Frowning, she began to contemplate the events at hand.
On several other ships nearby, the Mink Tribe gazed at the gluttonous creature trapped in the white sphere in mid-air.
Seeing it lie limply inside, its body tattered with nurous holes, its once-terrifying aura diminished, they erupted in cheers.
"Wonderful! Such strength! That attack was incredible, like a miracle!" one exclaid.
"Such a fearso monster was reduced to this pitiful state in an instant. I heard it is one of the five great gluttonous disasters. Even ordinary gem-level hunters might not defeat it!" another said.
"Was that human in the attack just now a demigod from the legends of the sea? Otherwise, it would not be so powerful!" a third added.
"I know her! The demigod Flower Queen Nozomi, a crown-level hunter of the Hunter Association. How did Shinko-sama invite such a legendary figure? It is truly remarkable!" another remarked.
The Mink Tribe cheered and discussed animatedly.
In their eyes, the crisis threatening Zunesha had been resolved.
Their thoughts turned to other matters.
They considered welcoming the Mink Tribe mbers who ca to their aid, preparing a banquet, and venturing to sea.
Indeed, witnessing a monster so powerful that it left the entire Mink Tribe helpless—and even caused Zunesha to suffer—be subdued so effortlessly sparked inspiration.
The infinite light piercing the sky, shining across the world, ignited their fear and fierce fighting spirit, making their blood boil.
Perhaps they, too, could follow Shinko-sama to explore the sea.
They longed to witness the wonders of the vast ocean.
Seeing the yearning expressions on their tribesn’s faces, Inuarashi and Nekomamushi exchanged glances, recalling their past.
Once, they too were called troublemakers.
"Let us go! Let us welco Brother Shinko and the others!" Inuarashi said.
Their ships began to approach Shinko’s vessel.
But before they could draw near, a cry rang out.
"What is that?" a tribesman exclaid.
So looked in surprise toward the edge of Zunesha’s leg pillar, where a ship cloaked in mist approached.
Hearing the shouts of their fellow tribesn, other Mink Tribe mbers followed their gaze.
"Hiss! That flag!" Inuarashi gasped.
His eyes locked onto the flag looming above the approaching ship.
He recognized it instantly.
A skeleton, black lines, and a dark backdrop.
There was no mistake—it was the flag of the Demon Clan, specifically the Fear Demon Clan, the most formidable pure demon race among them.
’Why did the Fear Demons co here?’
Inuarashi wondered, gripped by both fear and worry.
He could not help it.
The Fear Demon Clan was a terrifying race.
With seven demi-god-level combatants and over ten demon kings known publicly, their power was staggering.
Such a force appearing here filled Inuarashi with dread.
Having just experienced the terror of the Gluttonous Demon King and the awe-inspiring power of a demi-god, he knew the stakes.
A single gluttonous demon had endangered Zunesha and the entire Mink Tribe.
On the other side, Shinko also noticed the uninvited guests.
His pupils contracted.
He was familiar with the mist-covered ship approaching.
Just days ago, this very vessel had arrived in Shiki the Golden Lion’s territory.
It had even lingered as a guest.
Now, they appeared here.
Those mbers of the Demonic Cult!
As a senior mber of the Yamata Church, Shinko quickly pieced together the situation.
Wilbur Island was human territory, and demons typically avoided such large human settlents.
Especially now, with representatives from major factions gathering.
Thus, they had headed straight to the Yamata Church’s island in the Golden Lion’s territory, docked at sea.
Shinko felt that while his commission to the Hunter Association was not highly secretive, it should not have been detected by these demons.
Unless the demons were specifically monitoring him, it was likely the pervasive mbers of the Demonic Cult who had inford them.
Those fanatics, envious of the Yamata Church’s progress, constantly sought to emulate it and connect with the Fear Demon Clan.
As the mist-covered boat drew closer, Shinko sighed.
Mist, one of the nine demon kings of the Fear Demon Clan!
He wondered if a demon apostle accompanied them.
As Shinko gazed solemnly at the approaching vessel, Hina noticed the situation as well.
"That looks like the Fear Demon Clan!"
With one glance, she recognized the challenge ahead.
She glanced at the Gluttonous Demon King in the air, then turned to Nozomi with a pitiful expression, as if pleading for help.
After so much effort, how could she let this opportunity slip away?
"Sister!" Hina called in a sweet, drawn-out tone.
Nozomi felt goosebumps rise at Hina’s voice.
Finally, she nodded.
She was not afraid of a fight, but she resolved to discipline Hina properly upon their return. Acting coy and cute would not suffice.
(End of Chapter)
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