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Chapter 449 - VS Flower Crown Butterfly: Wood Elf Gasein Huo

Chapter 444: VS Flower Crown Butterfly - Wood Elf Gasein Huo

The air became eerily quiet at that moment!

The Flower Crown Butterfly stood still in the center of a sea of flowers, looking like an exquisitely crafted piece of art from afar.

Its folded wings were held behind its body. Unlike ordinary insects, its body was slender like an elf's, except for its head, which resembled a magnified butterfly.

A thin layer of shell-like substance covered its body, giving it the appearance of a fully armored warrior.

With a "bang!"

Imina's eyes turned cold. She raised the weapon in her hands and, without hesitation, made the first move.

A bullet emitting a faint smell of sulfur shot from the "Magic Gun," instantly crossing a distance of over 300 meters and hitting the Flower Crown Butterfly's chest.

In this dangerous jungle, facing a powerful, unknown demon creature, she had no intention of communicating or waiting for her opponent to make the first move.

Crack!

The thin shell-like substance on the Flower Crown Butterfly's chest shattered on the spot, and a spray of green blood splattered from its chest.

"Hit!" Imina's eyes lit up, and her tense nerves relaxed slightly.

She could easily injure this powerful demon creature thanks to the powerful item in her hand called the "Magic Rifle - Sniper Rifle."

Not only did it have a range exceeding 600 meters, far surpassing that of a bow and arrow, but it could also deal high critical damage!

"Hiss—Hiss—"

In an instant.

A visible sound wave spread rapidly outward from the Flower Crown Butterfly as the center, filled with pain and anger in its hissing.

The shockwave generated by the sound swept through the sea of flowers, forming a gale that spread rapidly!

The Flower Crown Butterfly's pair of brown compound eyes turned fierce. It opened its insect-like mouth and emitted a continuous high-frequency hiss, like shattering glass.

Pain... pain...

The Flower Crown Butterfly saw the green blood continuously flowing from its chest. The pain made its emotions even more frantic.

An elf dared to attack it?

What was that weapon just now? Clearly, elves were not skilled with bows and arrows.

Whoosh!

The Flower Crown Butterfly unfurled its previously retracted transparent wings. With a slight flap, it soared into the air and silently charged towards Imina.

"So fast!"

Imina's expression changed. She quickly bent her slender yet strong legs, then stomped hard on the ground, leaping backward from her original position:

"Flow Acceleration! Ability Boost!"

Her purple ponytail danced in the air.

As Imina skillfully retreated, she switched weapons, drew her bowstring to its limit, and shouted:

"Triple Shot!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The arrows shot forward in a "pin" formation.

She wasn't using the "Magic Gun" because it required five seconds to fire again after each shot. During this time, she needed to use other weapons to harass the enemy.

Swish!

After attacking, Imina nimbly leaped onto a thick tree branch, using the dense trees for cover as she quickly retreated.

The butterfly demon creature's size and enormous wings were clearly not suitable for pursuit movement in the dense jungle.

Whoosh—

Facing the flying arrows, the Flower Crown Butterfly easily dodged them with a nimble and elegant mid-air turn.

Being injured by this strange purple-haired elf had made it vigilant, causing it to avoid attacks it would have previously ignored!

"Hiss!"

The Flower Crown Butterfly's movement was delayed by half a beat due to the arrow attack. When it pounced to the location where Imina had been, it saw that she had already disappeared into the dense canopy.

You can't escape!

Whoosh!

It flapped its wings hard.

The Flower Crown Butterfly ascended at a right angle, appearing above the jungle. Its semi-transparent wings were fully spread, emitting a faint white glow:

"Hypnotic Scale Powder!"

As it flapped its wings, luminous scales were released. The Flower Crown Butterfly flew rapidly through the air, scattering the scales down onto the jungle below.

A fist-sized beetle clinging to a treetop was hit by a bit of the scale powder and fell powerlessly from the leaves.

This scene unfolded in the blink of an eye!

"So many... bugs!"

Imina crouched at the intersection of a tree trunk and branches, watching the jungle below transform into a scene like a rain of insects. Her amber eyes widened, and goosebumps rose on her arms.

Swish!

Imina quickly tore off her cloak and draped it over her head, using it to shield herself from the scales falling from the sky.

"This probably won't work!"

"The process of breathing will definitely inhale these scales too." Imina's expression turned grim as she covered her mouth and nose with one hand.

"Wing Wind!"

The Flower Crown Butterfly's emotionless, cold compound eyes stared down at the jungle. A faint cyan light began to emanate from its translucent wings.

Instantly!

A powerful stream of air, generated by the beating of its wings, surged forth, forming a gale that enveloped the area below.

Rustle, rustle—

The leaves of the canopy below collided. As the rotating airflow completely covered the area, the air inside was continuously drawn out, creating a vacuum.

"...This is bad."

Imina felt an increasingly strong sense of suffocation and couldn't help but want to remove the hand covering her mouth and nose, but she forcefully suppressed the thought.

If she removed her hand now, she would inevitably inhale a large amount of those strange scales!

Imina knew she had made a mistake.

She should have quickly attacked with her "Magic Gun" when the butterfly monster attacked. Now, it was too late.

Her consciousness was already starting to blur...

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Why did you, you strange elf, provoke the Flower Crown Butterfly!" A furious shout erupted from the jungle behind her.

"We're all going to die here today!"

Imina, her consciousness slightly blurred, thought she was hearing things. She turned her head stiffly in the direction of the voice.

She saw.

A male Wood Elf, about a head shorter than her, appearing to be around thirteen or fourteen years old, emerged from the bushes below.

The elf was looking at her with a fearful and panicked expression.

"Who is this?"

"I didn't even notice them... Could it be that the feeling of being secretly watched wasn't a monster, but this Wood Elf?"

Several thoughts flashed through Imina's mind, but they were quickly replaced by another:

"No, why is this guy okay!"

Wood Elf—Gasein Huo.

This was the name of the Wood Elf who had suddenly appeared, looking like a human child of thirteen or fourteen years old.

He was about 80 years old, which, by Wood Elf lifespan standards, placed him firmly in childhood.

"It's all this strange female elf's fault!"

Gasein Huo's face was etched with fear. He opened his mouth, trying to take a deep breath, but the oxygen in the air had been severely depleted.

"I don't want to die... I don't want to die."

The aura of death caused Gasein Huo's legs to tremble uncontrollably.

An endless wave of regret washed over him.

He shouldn't have followed this female elf. He had only been curious why she was appearing near their tribe.

Furthermore, he had never seen an elf with her appearance before, so he had secretly followed her.

And the result!

This lunatic dared to provoke the strongest and most terrifying monster in the Great Tree Sea, one of the Fifteen Kings—the Flower Crown Butterfly.

What he hadn't expected!

The female elf had actually managed to injure the Flower Crown Butterfly. Such strength was even greater than the strongest warrior in their village.

"With such great strength... yet not even a bit of preparation."

Gasein Huo looked at Imina, who was half-kneeling on the branch, gritted his teeth, and pulled a black pill exuding a foul odor from a satchel made of some beast's hide. He threw it towards her.

"Quickly... eat it!"

Imina's face was flushed red from the lack of oxygen and the effects of the scales. She instinctively raised her free arm and caught the pill that was thrown at her.

This was something she had never seen before!

Based on her habits as a worker and the vigilance honed within "Eight Fingers," this unknown substance was not suitable for consumption.

—But!

The situation before her, however, forced her to make this choice.

Imina vaguely sensed that the elf meant no harm; at the very least, if they continued like this, both of them would die here.

She picked up the black pill and popped it into her mouth.

Pain!

After swallowing the pill, a burning sensation traveled down her esophagus, quickly spreading throughout her body. The intense pain made Imina almost believe she had sustained a severe injury.

"Hmph!"

Imina couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Her previously hazy consciousness instantly cleared, and the drowsiness gradually induced by the scale powder was completely dispelled.

"That really hurt!" Imina's forehead broke out in a cold sweat. She lowered the hand covering her mouth and nose, bracing herself against the tree trunk.

"I think I understand the effect of this pill now."

It used intense pain to resist the hypnotic mental effects produced by the scale powder.

The person who developed this special mental counter-effect was truly a "genius"!

—Crack!

The moment Imina regained her senses, she quickly took down her Magic Gun, aiming it through the gaps in the leaves at the Flower Crown Butterfly circling overhead.

"Infrared Scan!"

A beam of invisible red light shot out.

Through the scope of her Magic Gun, Imina could clearly see this red ray. The moment it targeted the demon creature.

Lines of informational text appeared:

...

Headshot: Increases critical hit rate by 20%.

Arm Hit: No damage, can choose to knock down one handheld item from the opponent.

Torso Hit: Inflicts an additional 50 damage.

Leg Hit (Wings): Causes movement impairment.

...

This was a form of writing Imina had never seen before. She speculated it might be some kind of script from a distant land.

Although she couldn't understand the characters, she had already tested the capabilities of this Magic Gun before and naturally understood the specific meaning of these texts.

"I remember the last effect was supposed to be hitting the legs, but now it shows wings."

Imina's eyes narrowed like blades. She hadn't expected this weapon to change its effects based on the enemy's species. "Then it's the wings!"

Bang!

A fleeting flash of fire erupted from the black muzzle, and a bullet, emitting a faint scent of sulfur, shot out.

The Magic Rifle - Sniper Rifle was a magical item belonging to the "Highest Grade (Levels 41-50)" tier. Its weapon strength was enough to easily assassinate a strong individual in the Heroic Realm.

Even one of the Fifteen Kings of the Great Tree Sea was only around level 30.

The instinct of a top-tier demon creature warned of danger!

It caused the Flower Crown Butterfly's body to tense up subconsciously. However, before it could react, its left wing was blasted through with a large hole.

"Hiss—!"

The Flower Crown Butterfly let out another sharp, pained shriek. With its left wing damaged, its entire body tilted to the right.

It began to fall uncontrollably towards the ground below.

As the Flower Crown Butterfly was injured and stopped flapping its wings, the spiral airflow it controlled began to dissipate. Fresh air from the outside re-entered the area.

"This is a Flower Crown Butterfly..."

Gasein Huo couldn't help but take a deep breath, his mouth agape as he stared blankly at the falling demon creature in the sky, exclaiming in astonishment, "So, so powerful!"

Imina's expression remained cold. The muzzle of the Magic Gun was still aimed at the Flower Crown Butterfly's falling trajectory. She silently counted down in her mind: "5... 3... 1."

She pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Another barely perceptible hum, accompanied by a fleeting flash of fire, and a bullet accurately hit the Flower Crown Butterfly's head.

With a "thump"!

It caused the falling demon creature's body to tilt again, smashing heavily onto the ground with a loud noise, instantly kicking up a large amount of dust.

"It didn't kill it."

Imina frowned. Through the scope, she noticed that the bullet hadn't penetrated the creature's head but had been blocked by its crown-like structure. "Its head is really hard. That's fine, one more shot will do."

Just as she was preparing to aim again.

"Wait a moment!"

A shout suddenly came from behind.

Imina, crouched on a tree branch, quickly turned her body, her whole shoulder swinging as she aimed the muzzle of her magic gun at Gasein Huo, who was shouting from below.

She looked at the black hole of the gun barrel, a special weapon that lacked the sharpness of any sword or blade.

"W-wait a moment..."

Gasein Huo shivered, stammering as he quickly spoke. He had just witnessed the power of this magic item.

In his understanding, he had never heard of such a powerful magical artifact.

"Don't kill it."

Gasein Huo swallowed, nervously looking at the strange elf woman:

"The Flower Crown Butterfly is the most gentle of the Fifteen Kings of the Great Tree Sea. As long as you don't provoke it, it won't attack outsiders at random."

Flower Crown Butterfly?

Was that the name of this butterfly monster?

Fifteen Kings of the Great Tree Sea, meaning there were 15 more monsters of this caliber in this forest.

Imina heard this information, thoughts surfacing in her mind, but she still looked at Gasein Huo with a cold gaze:

"Why are you here?"

Even though the other party had saved her with special herbs just now, they had been in a dangerous environment before. If this Wood Elf hadn't saved her, she might have died here.

Now that the danger had passed, there were still many uncertainties about the identity of this Wood Elf.

"I came to collect the scale powder that the Flower Crown Butterfly exudes."

Gasein Huo dared not make any sudden moves, fearing that the other party would accidentally use that special magic item to shoot and kill him:

"This scale powder is an excellent material. It can be coated on arrows and weapons, or used as an alchemical material to create weapons with hypnotic and hallucinatory effects."

Upon hearing this.

Imina's cold eyes flicked upward slightly, and she let out a low, cold hum: "I hate alchemists."

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