Sunday had just opened his shield, and before it could even fully envelope his entire body, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a streak of flowing light rapidly tear a large hole through the shield and strike directly onto his body!
Boom!
Accompanied by a loud noise, March 7th and the others watched with bewildered faces as the colossal Dominicus was sent flying backward through the air. The armor-like outer shell on its body began to crack, starting from where the arrow hit, and the fissures rapidly spread across Dominicus's entire body.
Sunday didn't even have time to feel pain before the Dominicus—painstakingly created using the power of the Stellaron and the soul power of over one hundred thousand members of the Oak Family—abruptly and completely shattered.
He himself fell from the specks of light formed by the shattering of Dominicus, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Cough, cough..." Sunday raised his head in shock to look at Fu Zhu, who still maintained the posture of having released the bowstring. His eyes could not conceal his incomprehension: "How... how did you do it?! Why do you possess such powerful strength?"
Even as a dual Emanator of [Finality] and [Harmony], the gap shouldn't be this massive, right?!
That strike just now gave Sunday the feeling that he was facing an incarnation of Xipe Himself. It wasn't the intensity of strength an Emanator should have at all!
Fu Zhu didn't answer Sunday. If this were before, he might have kindly explained a few sentences, but right now, his time was limited. If his experience dropped below Level 150, let alone being an Emanator of Harmony, even the buffs from the Emanator of Finality would disappear.
Fu Zhu lowered the longbow in his hand and pointed a finger at Sunday, who was half-kneeling on the ground: "Apply Status: Weakness V, Slowness V, Blindness."
As soon as Fu Zhu's voice fell, Sunday felt a strange force descend upon his body. His body instantly became much heavier, and even his vision was stripped away.
Suddenly plunged into darkness, Sunday panicked slightly for a moment, but he quickly reacted—this was likely Fu Zhu's ability. It was obvious that he had already lost.
Sunday bit his lip silently and gave up struggling.
After applying the negative status effects for a sufficient duration, Fu Zhu immediately exited the Harmony Emanator state. Now that Sunday had lost the body of Dominicus and was burdened with a pile of negative statuses, the base stats of the Finality Emanator alone were enough for Fu Zhu to rub Sunday against the ground. There was no need to worry about him erupting in violence.
"Is this... over?"
Stelle, clutching her baseball bat, looked with a bewildered face at Sunday, who had suddenly been stripped of his Big BOSS form. She hadn't even exerted any force yet; how was the BOSS fight already over?
"I got up, one-shotted him. What else is there to say."
Fu Zhu shrugged. He had the buffs of two Emanators. First, the base damage increase of the Finality Emanator, and then the acceleration given to the arrow by the Command. The damage of that arrow was a terrifying number.
It was only because arrows in MC do not possess terrain destruction capabilities without additional mods installed; otherwise, Fu Zhu felt that the arrow he just shot would have been unbearable for the entire Penacony.
In the truest sense, this strike pierced the stars.
However, the fact that Sunday, in the state of Dominicus, actually managed to tank one of his arrows without dropping dead on the spot surprised him somewhat. I fear that Sunday, in the state of Dominicus, is far stronger than he believed himself to be.
"What do we do next? Should I finish him?"
Fu Zhu glanced at Sunday, who had completely given up resistance, then turned his head to ask Welt and Himeko, who had gathered around. The two of them were the patriarch and matriarch of the Express crew; as seniors, they were far more experienced in the ways of the world than he was. They should be the ones to decide Sunday's final outcome.
Himeko looked at Sunday and pondered for a moment before saying, "We don't know if anyone within The Family colluded with him, so regarding how to deal with him and The Family, we need to borrow the power of The Company. At the very least, we don't need to worry about The Company not cooperating, so let's keep him. At least he hasn't caused any loss of life yet."
"Okay, then we'll listen to Himeko."
While Fu Zhu and the other two were concentrating on discussing the next steps, Stelle kept staying by Fu Zhu's side, looking up at March 7th, who was still being carried on Fu Zhu's back—sitting on his shoulders. March 7th also noticed Stelle's gaze and shyly covered her face directly.
Stelle watched for a good while, and seeing her own Big Bro fail to react for ages, she finally couldn't help but roast him: "Old Bro, do you really have to keep carrying those two big white legs while discussing serious business?"
Fu Zhu looked up and saw the azure skirt hems on his head. Only then did he react. He squatted down to let March 7th off.
"Sorry, March is too light. I got used to carrying her on my back."
After being put down, March 7th continued to cover her face shyly and muttered softly, "I'm very happy that you're praising me like that..."
Welt and Himeko watched from the side with amusement. They didn't mind romance developing between their juniors.
At this moment, Robin also descended from the sky. She walked to the group, first looking at her brother with a face full of worry, then going over to help him up from the ground. Subsequently, she turned to Himeko and the others and asked, "Regarding the method of dealing with my brother... Sunday, you have already made a decision, haven't you?"
"Yes." Himeko nodded. Although she sympathized with Robin, the things Sunday did had indeed caused trouble for Penacony. No matter what, they couldn't just let him go like this.
"Robin, I know you are suffering, but Sunday must accept punishment. Everyone needs The Family to give an explanation."
Robin stopped herself from speaking. She wanted to plead for mercy again, but Sunday raised his hand to stop her. Although he couldn't see now, he could sense Robin's position.
"Robin, it's fine. This matter started because of me, so it must end because of me. Put the shackles on me. As the loser, I must look like a loser."
Robin bit her lip and hummed a soft acknowledgement. She raised her hands towards the hands Sunday voluntarily held out and used the power of Harmony to condense a pair of shackles, locking him up.
After watching Robin personally put the shackles on Sunday, Himeko turned to Fu Zhu and said, "Fu Zhu, I'll trouble you to watch over him for now. I'll go contact The Family and The Company's side to bring a conclusion to this Stellaron disaster in Penacony as quickly as possible."
Although Sunday had fallen, his strength was unquestionable, and no one could be sure if he still had any trump cards hidden. Therefore, Fu Zhu was the best candidate to guard him.
"Sure, I got it."
Fu Zhu agreed and walked over to grab Sunday's arm. While supporting him, he could also react to his movements at any time.
Sunday, having his arm grabbed, couldn't help but turn his head sideways to 'look' in Fu Zhu's direction: "Mr. Fu Zhu, I want to ask you one last question. In your view, why does life slumber?"
Fu Zhu thought slightly and gave his own answer.
"To work at sunrise and rest at sunset. That is all."