"This woman is fierce!"
This was the thought of almost everyone on the ship.
Even Tingxue raised her eyebrows, clearly surprised by the strength Yani had displayed.
At this moment, the gray-white dragon opened its huge mouth and roared, and the invisible sound waves spread out, causing the surrounding seawater to surge.
A transparent protective shield formed around the ship, as the ship's defensive array was activated, blocking the sound waves.
However, the gray-white dragon soon breathed out a breath of dragon fire. Seeing this, everyone on the ship felt a chill. Just now, an unlucky guy had been killed by this strange dragon fire.
Thinking that they might be enslaved by the dragon after being touched by its breath, many people on the ship prepared to jump ship to avoid it.
At this moment, Yani snorted coldly and threw a punch directly.
A giant, fist-like phantom seemed to condense in the air, colliding head-on with the dragon's breath.
Then the dragon's breath was shattered, and the fist phantom struck the dragon's head without hesitation.
The poor cowboy had fired a shot at the giant dragon's head, sending its flesh and blood flying everywhere.
Yani's group looked simple and unadorned, without the dazzling special effects of that cannon shot, but the moment they hit the dragon, the dragon's flesh and blood exploded.
In the blink of an eye, only a skeleton remained, falling into the sea.
Many passengers on the ship swallowed hard, thinking how lucky they were that they hadn't caused trouble at the hotel, otherwise who could have taken a punch like that?
Zuan was equally dumbfounded, thinking to himself, "Is this woman One-Punch Man?"
However, Yani showed no joy on her face at this moment. Instead, she frowned and looked at the sea area where the dragon had just fallen.
The seawater churned, and soon a huge bone dragon flew out of the sea. Then, the skull dragon opened its mouth and let out a silent roar, clearly showing that it was truly enraged.
Although only a skeleton remained, the power of this bone dragon was still far greater than before.
“It seems to be what it really is now.” The white-haired old butler looked solemn as he shielded Isabella behind him. “Young lady, it seems we have really encountered a follower of the God of Death, and this is no ordinary follower. He seems to resemble Alati, the messenger of the God of Death in legend.”
Upon hearing the words "divine messenger," the guests nearby all paled, and many even showed signs of despair.
The so-called divine messengers are the strongest beings in each path besides the gods. Each divine messenger is almost always granted power by the corresponding god, and they are far beyond the ability of ordinary believers to contend with.
Alati, on the other hand, was a renowned divine messenger throughout the heavens and myriad realms; wherever he went, death would follow.
Many of the powerful figures who died at his hands were legendary figures renowned throughout the realms.
However, he disappeared after the fall of the God of Death. Some say he was the protector of the God of Death, but was killed by the God of Annihilation himself.
Some say he betrayed the god of death at a crucial moment, fled, and has since lived in anonymity somewhere.
I never expected to meet this legendary dead person here.
Hearing the surrounding discussions about the divine messenger's reputation, Zu'an couldn't help but frown slightly.
At this moment, Isabella voiced her doubts: "Hmm, but why does it seem like it's not as powerful as the legendary Alati?"
The white-haired old steward said in a deep voice, "The God of Death has fallen, and the believers who walk on its path are naturally affected, and their strength inevitably declines. Alati, who was once the messenger of the God of Death, is naturally more affected. Judging from the situation just now, it seems that it has lost its mind and is now more like a walking corpse, fighting on instinct."
"I see." Isabella nodded slightly, and the other guests nearby breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
Zu An was filled with admiration. As expected of someone sent by the Universal Chamber of Commerce to protect the young lady, her insight far surpassed that of ordinary people.
The battle situation had changed. Yani showed no fear, and with a light tap of her toes, she flew in front of the bone dragon and threw another punch.
The bone dragon also charged forward with a ferocious expression. The two, one human and one dragon, fought fiercely in the sky above the sea. The ocean beneath their feet was affected by the terrifying force of their combined strength, forming a huge whirlpool that truly changed the color of the wind and clouds.
The crew on board quickly steered the boat in the right direction to avoid being sucked into the whirlpool.
The others observed the battle in the distance, where Yani clearly had the upper hand, breaking several bones of the bone dragon with each punch she threw.
Many passengers on the ship couldn't help but whistle. After all, Yani was already stunningly beautiful, and with her explosive figure, watching her fight was a real treat for the eyes.
"This woman is really something else. I wonder if she's just as energetic in bed."
"Hehe, with your tiny chick-like physique, if someone exerts force with their legs, they might just crush your balls."
...
They certainly wouldn't dare say these things aloud, otherwise, if that female tyrant heard them, they probably wouldn't even know how they died.
When Yani suddenly shouted and punched the bone dragon in two, everyone gasped.
Forget it, it's safer to go for someone as cute, thin, and youthful as Isabella.
"Sister Yanni won!" Isabella cheered upon seeing this.
“Not necessarily.” Tingxue, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.
Isabella paused, then looked at the old butler beside her as if seeking confirmation.
The white-haired old steward nodded: "That's right. Alati was once a divine messenger. Even if his strength has declined, how could he be killed so easily?"
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the bone dragon flew up from the sea again, and even the broken bones and body were restored.
Yani frowned and charged at the bone dragon again, and the two engaged in fierce combat once more.
After a while, the bone dragon was disassembled again and fell into the sea.
But not long after, the bone dragon recovered and charged out again. Learning from the previous two lessons, this time Yani broke the bones and then smashed them into powder with her fists, thinking, "Let's see how you recover now."
But not long after, the bone dragon reappeared, and even the bones that had been shattered into powder were restored to their original state.
"How is this possible!" Many passengers on the ship exclaimed in surprise. They knew that Yani's attacks had killed the bone dragon several times, but the bone dragon was able to recover unscathed each time.
In contrast, Yanni's breathing became noticeably rapid, her chest heaving as if it were about to burst the buttons of her shirt.
Everyone knew that if the fight continued like this, Yani would definitely suffer a loss. Although she was stronger, she would ultimately be the one to lose.
"Uncle Alfred, do the messengers of the God of Death never die?" Isabella couldn't help but ask curiously.
The white-haired old steward frowned deeply: "That shouldn't be the case. If that's really the case, the believer in death would be invincible. You know, even the God of Death can die, so how could a fallen god's messenger not die?"
Just then, a soft hum came from afar. As the tide turned, Yani was finally struck by the bone dragon and was sent flying backward. The bone dragon gave her no chance to catch her breath and relentlessly pursued her, determined to tear her to pieces to avenge its previous grievances.
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