novelraw Chapter 209: The Mysterious Son of the Sea
Chapter 209: The Mysterious Son of the Sea
"Boom!"
A manic, terrifying power akin to a tsunami condensed on Jasmine's body in an instant. At this moment, the black water currents in her eyes erupted like a volcano. Ink-like blackness spread from her eye sockets, adhering to the surface of her body along her azure hair and skin.
Jasmine at this very moment turned pitch-black from the whites of her eyes to her long hair in a split second. A wave of qi erupting from within her body constantly spread outward. Fisher's hair came into contact with that qi wave first, and in the next moment, his palm felt an intense piercing pain. Looking down, his originally youthful muscles instantly became flabby and aged.
Jasmine was absorbing the surrounding lifeforce!
"Jasmine!"
Under the intense impact of the tragic reality, Jasmine's consciousness hid itself once again, and even spawned the thought of never coming out again. The weakening of her Blessing caused the terrifying Curse to occupy her body anew. Even Fisher's calling no longer had any effect.
The black Curse had been thoroughly enraged. Her eyes were filled with intense fury. Streaks of pure lifeforce circled her face, just like a veil of shadow, completely obscuring her usually cute and delicate features. Only two sizable white spots rose upon the shadow veil, allowing her vision to remain unimpaired.
The terrifying Whale-kin rendered by the Curse finally burst forth with world-shocking destructive power. The young girl at this moment was no longer Jasmine, but the Son of the Sea who appeared in the World-Ending Prophecy...
"Boom!"
The underground undercurrents flowing within the surrounding karst cave also seemed to be infected by the Son of the Sea's anger, successively spurting out along the cracks in the ground caused by the monster Anna had transformed into earlier. In the next second, the irritable Jasmine fiercely raised her tail, transforming into a berserk predator amidst a sky full of water currents, charging toward Black."Roar!"
"Son of the Sea, come!"
Facing the Son of the Sea attacking like a tsunami, not a hint of decline was seen on Black's body whatsoever. The muscles on his body bulged high as a result. The lightning of Muxi behind him extended along the great sword in his hand, transforming into a tangibly visible bolt of lightning. He fiercely sucked in a breath of cold air, roaring madly as he broke through the surrounding water currents.
"Boom!"
The two voices violently collided amidst the water currents. The force generated caused Black's entire body from top to bottom to emit the "clack" sounds of bones, as if he had been pierced through. His power was completely inferior to Jasmine, who had now entered a manic state. Jasmine's tiny fists currently suppressed the great sword held in Black's hands, akin to a guillotine about to crush Black.
"Hah!"
But his combat skills were not something the irrational Jasmine could match. One saw the great sword in Black's hands being twisted. Jasmine threw a punch at his face, yet that punch filled with terrifying force was actually blocked before Muxi's Blessing.
That iron wall seemed to be the hardest item in this world, utterly failing to let the sheltered Black suffer even a bit of injury. The struck Black, however, fiercely twisted his waist and swung the great sword, slashing towards Jasmine.
"Crack!"
The great sword wrapped in lightning cut along the black mist enveloping Jasmine's body. The instant a wound appeared on Jasmine's body, it was mended by the life energy she had absorbed earlier. Fusing together instantly good as new without even a drop of blood pouring out.
However, Fisher, who had just prepared to step forward and aid Jasmine, abruptly discovered something amiss. From the corner of his eye, he vaguely saw that beneath Jasmine's skin enveloped in black mist, black patterns actually began to emerge. The increasingly intense Jasmine fought, the faster the spread of that blackness.
Jasmine once said that once a Whale-kin utterly unrestrainedly used the power of the Curse, their fate would be extremely tragic.
And right now, Jasmine's original consciousness had basically given up resisting. Fisher fundamentally didn't dare to think what consequences would be produced if this continued.
In this instant, Fisher promptly made a decision. He changed direction in midair, and the Fluid Sword in his hand instantly transformed into the shape of a spear. His extremely strong constitution propelled his waist and arms in midair. In the next second, the Fluid Spear in his hand was fiercely thrown toward Black.
"Buzz!"
That spear violently smashed against Black's shoulder. Although Muxi's Blessing still helped him block this attack, the spear's violent impact force caused Black's old bones to emit wails of grief. Enduring the pain, he covered his shoulder. In the next moment, Jasmine ruthlessly smashed another punch onto Black's head.
"Boom!"
An explosive impact force blew apart from the contact point between the fist and the protective shield, viciously sending Black flying backward. His figure instantly smashed through three or four mountains of gold coins before embedding into the wall.
The Son of the Sea wanted to continue attacking, but Fisher had stepped ahead and grabbed the waist of the out-of-control Jasmine. He pushed her soft body, crashing toward the side, instantly sinking into the water seeping from the rock wall.
The volume of that water flow was extremely large. Embracing her and falling into it this way, they actually didn't sink to the bottom.
"Gurgle gurgle..."
"Jasmine!"
Able to breathe underwater, Fisher managed to seize this gap period with great difficulty, going all out trying to awaken the consciousness of the Blessing slumbering within the Son of the Sea's body. But the effect was extremely poor.
The body of Jasmine beneath him was now covered in eerie pitch-black patterns, still in a state of enraged fury. She continuously struggled in the water, fundamentally ignoring Fisher's persuasions. She even directly swung her tail, barging about along the water current in an attempt to shake off the Fisher beside her.
Countless floating crushed rocks and gold in the water constantly scraped across his skin, yet Fisher still deadly controlled her. Reaching out, he grabbed Jasmine's tail behind her back, firmly stepping onto the ground to slam the brakes.
"Crack!"
Seeing she couldn't shake off Fisher, the Curse on Jasmine's body activated once more. That pitch-black mist continuously spread and extended along the arm Fisher used to contact her body. Everywhere it passed, Fisher's muscles became aged and shriveled.
Amidst the intense pain, only a second or two had passed before the palm where Fisher and Jasmine were in contact had already become like dry bones. It was even nearing falling apart due to her constant pulling in the water.
That eerie sensation of losing life, that feeling of horror of living an entire lifetime in an instant terrified Fisher. That black mist was still continuously spreading. When his body also began to wither, turning into a dying old man, his consciousness also began to blur. His survival instinct urged him to quickly let go.
Yet at this moment, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, deadly seizing that Jasmine who constantly scurried through the water.
The Demi-Human Completion Handbook within his inner pocket was already blisteringly hot. The scorching pain seemed to burn into his soul, allowing the aged Fisher to maintain his final sliver of clarity.
"Jasmine!"
Fisher was already on the verge of being unable to hold on. His lifespan was constantly being extracted, and everything from the past began to surface like revolving lantern images. His eyes rolled back, yet from the corner of his eye he still looked at the Curse-enveloped Jasmine pulling him through the water.
Her aura was terrifying. Her soul, ignited by enraged fury, transmitted hatred toward humans. Although life was continuously flowing away, whether due to the Demi-Human Completion Handbook or other reasons, vivid scenes unceasingly appeared within Fisher's mind.
In the scenes, that Demi-human Race soaked by the Curse hid within heaven-and-earth-sweeping oceanic waves, looking disdainfully at the land and everything being invaded by the waves...
Humans hadn't even seen her specific appearance before being swallowed by that monstrous flood. She drove her massive Companion Sea Beast to tracelessly reclaim the life of the land into the ocean's embrace...
Vaguely, a ballad sung by human voices transmitted from somewhere unknown, depicting the despair before death.
It said,
"The mysterious Son of the Sea will raise immense waves, erasing the sins of humanity."
But that was a prophecy of world destruction. Only Fisher knew, this was an atrocity committed by the Curse-invaded Jasmine!
The real Jasmine was swallowed by the Curse due to fear and disappointment. The light of her Blessing was completely obscured without a trace, much like a weary traveler choosing to submerge into an unknown dark ocean trench...
Thinking up to this point, Fisher, whose face had even begun to age, bit his own tongue. A fishy sweetness erupted within his oral cavity, the stimulating sensation rushing straight to his brain. Fisher, grabbing the tail behind her anew as if a final burst of energy before death had surged within him, the black hair on his head had also gradually turned pale. A lifetime's worth of time passed by in a flash, reaching its end, yet at this moment he fiercely stretched his hand backward.
"Fluid Sword!"
A sword blade akin to a silver snake swam upstream in the water, instantly arriving in his hand. Fisher's consciousness had already begun to blur, only able to backhandedly use the blade to viciously slash onto that pure black Curse. The sword blade penetrated her skin yet he didn't draw it out, letting that pain pierce deep into Jasmine's body.
"Jasmine! Must your anger, your regrets all rely on the Curse to accomplish for you?! Can hiding away solve things?! Do you really not know what you want to do?!"
"You must avenge your aunt, yourself! Not your Curse!"
Fisher's words in the water abruptly came to an end. For in the next second, that frenzied water current acted like a waterspout, fiercely rising to the highest point within the karst cave. But amidst the lingering echoes of the aged Fisher's roar, the flowing of that water current paused slightly, and then instantly transformed into ordinary water descending rapidly.
"Plop!"
Two embracing figures fiercely plummeted from midair. Fisher and Jasmine simultaneously collapsed onto the ground. Fisher powerlessly sprawled upon Jasmine's body. His corpse-like body was gradually expanding, his full head of silver strands gradually returning to pitch-black. The shirt on his body had completely shattered, and Sir Book also silently fell to a place quite far away.
He was bare-chested. It wasn't until he had gradually reverted to his youthful state that his gaze refocused, looking at the Jasmine beneath him.
He saw that before him, that fragile Whale-kin girl gently extended her fingers toward Fisher, returning all the lifeforce that originally belonged to him, entirely back to him.
Drops of crystalline tears slid down her cheeks, releasing her fragile emotions like pearls...
She was just a little too wronged and puzzled. She looked pitifully at Fisher, the human before her.
Jasmine asked Fisher with a crying tone,
"Why... exactly what did Auntie do wrong to be treated like this... why? I want to punish him, punish this sinner who blasphemed life..."
"Yes, you must punish him. This is your right... Can you still fight, Jasmine?"
Fisher's lifeforce carried his aura, transmitting deep into the Son of the Sea's soul. That familiar aura and words awakened the Jasmine curled up in the safest place at this moment. Fisher was right; she must avenge her aunt herself, she must use her own hands to make that sinner pay the price.
Fisher was bare-chested; the black hair on his forehead was hanging full of water droplets. He slowly got up to sit, stretching out a hand to recall his Fluid Sword.
"Mhm..."
The surrounding water surface continuously spread. The gazes of the two people redirected to Black, who was approaching with sword in hand not too far away.