ah?

Was I just yelled at?

The monster's code doesn't quite understand this, but it doesn't matter.

It knew that the enemy in front of it was using a particularly powerful ability, and that was enough.

All it needs to do is drag it down; with its superhuman resilience, it's bound to... bang!

Fagar moved at near-instantaneous speed, swooping down from the sky in an instant, only to be pushed away by the raging hurricane.

Before the monster could fly far away, a claw, like a snake, shot out from the scattered dust and clamped tightly around its neck, a tremendous force emanating from the claw.

Suddenly, the world spun around, and the monster only felt its body lighten, experiencing a sense of weightlessness for no apparent reason.

"You don't seem to be able to fly, let me show you how!"

Suddenly a voice came, and the monster immediately saw the blue sky and white clouds... as well as the claw that was tightly gripping its neck.

The monster looked at the ground in a panic. The crater it had made earlier was getting smaller and smaller in its field of vision, but it was getting closer and closer to the sky.

"roar!"

The monster roared and slashed down at Fagga's arm with its right-hand blade!

It wants to escape; it wants to return to the ground.

Before it merged with flying machines, it did not belong to the sky!

call!

With a single slash, a faint sound of wind being cut could be heard!

Fagar noticed this, smiled with delight, and then suddenly exerted force while gripping the monster's hand, flinging it into the sky before the butcher's knife could fall.

Then kick it and send it on its way!

Bang!

The monster was struck on the back and flew high into the sky.

Fagar stopped flapping its wings, spread its whole body out and lay into the embrace of the wind, slowly falling downwards.

During the fall, the blood-stained veil on Fagga's body gradually peeled away, gathering towards her left palm and coalescing into a large bead of blood.

The next moment, Fagar said softly, "I'm sorry, I'll have to use you as nourishment for my next move after just using you."

"But there's nothing I can do, the dried fish don't have that much blood for me to suck."

Slowly, Fagar raised his left hand, his index finger pushing the blood bead towards the monster that had begun to fall, and whispered, "[Burning Sacrifice]... Huh?"

Fagga's pupils contracted as three etheric crystals suddenly hurtled down at him.

The monster, hundreds of meters away, was frantically slashing with its blade, each strike producing at least three strands of ether crystal.

It had already flown into the sky, yet instead of thinking about its own safety, it was still trying to kill Fagga!

"Should I praise you for your dedication? You really deserve the money your producer invested in you."

Seeing the ether crystals falling like hailstones, Fagar shook his head with a wry smile, then opened his palm and clenched it into a fist.

At that moment, the blood droplets exploded and swelled into a pile of scattered points before quickly gathering into a sphere that enveloped Fagar.

Thump!

A crystal of ether struck, denting the blood cell and causing it to slide away.

Two, three, ten, thirty!

Hailstones fell into the pond, creating splashes and a series of crashes; yet, despite the raging wind and rain, they waited for the sky to clear; the duckweed remained, quietly admiring the red sunset.

"Are you done?"

It had been too long since any new ether crystals had fallen. Suddenly, a hole tore open in the blood sphere, revealing a scarlet eye.

Fagar gazed silently at the monster in the sky. It had exhausted all its tricks and could no longer cut out even a single ether crystal no matter how hard it swung its sword!

Its etheric reactivity has been reduced to a fairly low level by itself!

"So...."

Fagga raised the corners of his mouth, and the blood spheres gradually dispersed as his lips curled up, turning into specks of scarlet mottled light that drifted into the sky.

Before Faga could no longer spread his wings, he said softly:

"You can now choose the most comfortable way to die."

Having said that, Fagga's wings went limp, and he fell freely to the ground.

...

Above ground.

"Hey, hey, left, left, past, past, move a little to the right... wait, no, I feel like we need to move a little to the left too! Fairy, don't just stand there, quickly help me calculate the landing point of the algorithm!"