The thunderous sound in the distance had turned into a muffled sound, as if it were in a bag, when it reached where Think was. Only the water curtain that soared into the sky could make people clearly feel the power that vowed to connect the sea and the sky into one, even from such a distance.
"She really is Miss Monster~," Even with Think's arrogant eyes, she had to praise her like this. She always had an accurate judgment of her own power. She knew that in terms of individual power, she could never be as grand and spectacular as the battlefield of the Flügel over there.
She was not even fighting the Phantasma directly. Her opponent was only a Demon Race, but winning was still not an easy task. When many Elves gathered together and guided magic together, it was naturally not difficult to defeat this huge Demon Race, but at this moment, she was alone.
Therefore, she had to get to the place where she had the most advantage.
Hiss—swoosh!!
A drawn-out sound of breaking wind. As if she had eyes on her back, Think's flower ship just made a light flip and dodged the attack from below.
The cannonball formed by water was not even formed by the power of magic. It was just a water bullet that this snake-like Demon Race hit after flicking its tail hard. Such an attack, which was only emitted by its physical body, was also extremely deadly when it had enough speed as the source of its power.
It was a race with low intelligence that only acted on instinct, but it had an astonishing talent for hunting... or was it intuition?
When Think dodged that water bullet and flipped to the other side, an invisible warning suddenly appeared in her heart, as if it had grabbed her heart directly. She quickly glanced at the Demon Race diagonally below with the corner of her eye. Its ferocious head, covered in thorns, was wide open. The light of spirits was gathering in its mouth—the danger came from this!
There was no pause. When Think realized the Demon Race's simple trick, it seemed to be already too late. The charge was completed, and the attack that simply and brutally utilized spirits had already been fired. The simple form would not affect its power. If it hit, it would instantly devour the light golden-haired Elf and the flower ship into ashes... provided that it hit.
With a slight move of Think's mind, the flowers growing on one side of the flower ship raised their heads in a flash and suddenly shot out a light beam that was pale green to bright white. It was also a simple use of spirits. There was no need to weave a spell formula. It pushed Think to change her trajectory in mid-air, dodging the incoming pillar of light.
Even though she was still piloting the flower ship, Think was as flexible as if she were using her own body. She was close to the Demon Race's body. The Demon Race, which leaped out of the sea and opened its huge mouth to bite but found that the fat meat had slipped away, could only roar in vain. The frantic flicking of its huge tail was useless except for creating a strong wind. When it reached the highest point, it could only fall back down weakly.
No!
Suddenly accelerating, she shuttled out from the gaps in the Demon Race's coiling body that was trying to strangle her. Think passed by its head in an instant, and blue-green blood splattered into the air!!!
"Roar!!!"
Shaking its huge head in pain, the Demon Race rushed into the sea without a care, hitting the air. When it raised its head from the seawater again, Think could appreciate her masterpiece—on the other side of that eye full of malice and hatred, that eye was tightly closed. The blue blood that was flowing out like a river was still overflowing, and it could not be stopped.
"Right~, that's the kind of look~," Think took a deep breath as if she were intoxicated and laughed, "Let's be a little faster now~"
As her voice fell, the flower ship accelerated again, dragging a long blue-green tail flame behind it and shooting towards one direction. Behind her, the Demon Race did not even hesitate for a moment. It plunged into the sea and swam after Think.
Fast, faster, faster and faster!
The wind pressure caused by the high speed, and the trapezoidal storm that was blown up on the sea surface by the high speed, infinitely created white foam in the distance, but it was brutally crushed by the rough surging of the Demon Race that followed closely behind. When they passed a cliff-like island, the stream of light that Think had become inevitably bent slightly downwards—a good opportunity!!!
The hunting instinct of the Demon Race keenly sensed this. It captured this opportunity and also grabbed Think's flaw without any hesitation. It hit the seawater with its thick tail. The soft seawater was as if it were a substantial brick, becoming a stepping stone for the Demon Race to shoot out. The snake-like body bent in an extreme amount of time, gathering the greatest power—a pounce!!
The huge mouth, which had three rows of intertwined fine and sharp teeth, was already open to its maximum. The foul smell gushing out from it was almost corroding the air. It didn't even take a blink of an eye. The Demon Race's sharpest fangs were about to touch Think's back.
But—it bloomed.
From the top of the cliff to the sea, from the sky to the edge of the beach... There were too many. Countless translucent, almost invisible green thin lines that were intertwined with each other formed a death net. On the edge of this net, there were also countless spheres that suddenly bounced up from the ground. Countless luminous green magic formations unfolded from around them, along with the corresponding thin lines.
Suddenly rising in height, the Demon Race, whose body was covered with ferocious thorns, was still pouncing forward, almost vertically turning over and standing at the highest point. Following inertia, the last bit of inertia, the hatred in its eyes and the joy of revenge that was close at hand had not yet dissipated, but it also carried a hint of doubt. It could feel that something was different, a little bit different, but it couldn't detect what was wrong. It tried to move its body, but it felt sluggish.
The flower ship stopped in mid-air. Think looked down at the Demon Race below and then gently raised her hand to pull up the silk shawl that had slipped down her shoulder due to the high speed just now.
"I'll admit it a little... your fangs were about to touch me."
Speaking slowly, Think looked at the Demon Race trying to raise its head to look at her. The doubt, unwillingness, and killing intent remained in its only remaining eye.
Then—
"You are already dead."
In the next moment, the flower of flesh and blood truly bloomed.
As if it was cut into countless pieces by an invisible blade, the ferocious Demon Race scattered in mid-air.
Fragrant.