Chapter 42: The Science Defense Warrior God Might Not Actually Be Doing Science
[Live on, little Amphe...]
[Amphe, promise Mommy, even if I'm gone, you must live on properly...]
Amphelite. This was the name of this Lunarian woman—or rather, girl.
At this moment, she recalled her parents' last words.
Although the Lunarian race possessed racial talents that could be described as terrifying, possessing abilities at birth that many humans couldn't achieve in a lifetime,
They did not live well in this era.
Once, Lunarians were legends on the Red Line, residents of the "Kingdom of Gods." Now, they were targets hunted by the World Government, a pursuit that had lasted for hundreds of years.
Unlike the Davy clan or the Buccaneer Tribe, whose appearances didn't differ significantly and were relatively easy to hide, the physiological characteristics of the Lunarian race were too obvious. They were now on the brink of extinction.
From the moment of birth, Lunarians had to learn to flee, learn to fight.
The reason she had been running before was precisely this. Killing a few CP9 agents was meaningless. To the World Government, these were just expendables that could be replaced at any time. Wasting time fighting would only attract more pursuers.
Therefore, Amphelite's goal had always been to escape, to survive. These three simple words were the only request her parents had made of her.
Only when Amphelite realized this time was a dead end did she begin to fight with everything she had.
If attacked by a group, focus on killing one person—this was a combat method she had learned.
For a Lunarian, fighting against many was the norm.
After killing Barlow, the flames on Amphelite's back ignited again. Although she had chosen to trade injury for a life just now, it didn't mean she liked getting hit.
When preparing for battle, this defensive mode was still more useful.
Using almost the same tactic, Amphelite took out two more CP9 agents. Now, only two agents remained alive on the scene.
"Say, are we still capturing her alive? If we don't go for the kill, I think we'll be left here permanently by her..."
"Why do you think I haven't been going for the kill? It's this damn Lunarian talent. If she hadn't actively extinguished her flames to boost her speed for a fatal strike... we probably wouldn't even be able to injure her...
It's all because of the mess that idiot Barlow left behind!"
Long-range attacks were continuously coming from the sky to assist them, but even so, the prematurely launched plan still cost them dearly.
However, for CP9, they received good news. Their reinforcements finally arrived. Even the ship carrying the CP9 leader appeared on the sea not far away.
Stamina depleting, enemy numbers increasing—for Amphelite, the situation was gradually worsening.
And at this moment, her vision suddenly went dark, and she nearly fell from the sky. Although she stabilized herself, she still felt dizzy.
"What's happening..."
"Did it finally take effect? This is an anesthetic that even dinosaurs can't withstand. To think your racial drug resistance is terrifying enough to delay the effect for so long under high-intensity combat."
Seeing the opponent's movements falter, the CP9 leader used Geppo (Moonwalk) to ascend into the air, speaking triumphantly.
"Looking at your wounds, you must have been hit by my shurikens, right? That is a drug researched by the esteemed Saint Saturn. You should feel honored."
CP9 leaders generally had the right to meet the Five Elders, and they often met face-to-face.
The "Saint Saturn" he mentioned was Saint Jaygarcia Saturn, the Warrior God of Science and Defense among the Five Elders.
His specific scientific research level was unknown, but he often engaged in research on viruses and drugs. The stuff given to CP9 was just Saturn conducting field tests.
The objects thrown by the Mato Mato no Mi (Mark-Mark Fruit) only hit theoretically, not causally. As long as something blocked them, the fruit's ability could be terminated.
Most of the weapons he threw earlier were defended against by the Lunarian's racial talent. Only in that state just now did he succeed in breaking Amphelite's defense, allowing the drug to enter her body.
"The last guy who explained his ability like you... I've already slaughtered him."
Amphelite raised her blade toward the CP9 leader in front of her. If she had known he was this kind of fruit user, she should have risked everything to kill him before breaking out initially.
It was too late to say such things now, but it didn't stop her from planning to drag him down with her.
"That big mouth Barlow? Although he ruined my perfect plan, he was still my subordinate. I can't do nothing.
After I catch you, you'll learn that death is actually a mercy."
"Flame Phoenix · Meteor!"
Flames concentrated on the tip of her blade, their power increasing as they layered upon each other. As Amphelite flapped her wings and swung her blade downward, the trailing flames resembled a meteor falling from the horizon.
But before her slash could land, a wave of discomfort suddenly swept through her body. It felt as if something inside her body grabbed her arm, preventing her from swinging the blade.
"Don't be so hasty; I haven't finished speaking. Once the drug researched by Saint Saturn takes full effect, it will only paralyze the body, but consciousness won't disappear. You will still know exactly what is happening outside.
The higher-ups only want a live Lunarian. The rest doesn't matter."
As he spoke, the CP9 leader didn't move forward but instead pulled back to create distance.
"The drug has taken effect! All of you, attack together and capture her!"
He climbed so desperately from a frontline agent to become a CP9 leader not to continue fighting on the front lines. Risky tasks like this were better left to subordinates.
However, his subordinates, who usually obeyed his every word, didn't move. Instead, they stared at their leader with terrified eyes.
"What's wrong with you? That drug doesn't spread through the air. Why do you look like you're poisoned too?"
"Boss... You... you... be... behind..."
As if their tongues were tied in knots, the agents who were arrogantly posturing just a moment ago couldn't even speak a complete sentence, looking as if they had seen some unspeakable great horror.
It took a long time for one to raise a hand and point behind the CP9 leader.
"..."
The CP9 leader realized there must be something behind him.
Without a word, he used Soru (Shave) and Geppo simultaneously, instantly flashing a hundred meters away, then looked back at the position he had just occupied.
Nothing was there.
It was clearly empty, yet his subordinates' gazes hadn't changed. He shifted positions several times in succession, even looking back during the process, but still found nothing.
"What the hell is going on?!"
"Indeed, what is going on? What exactly are you looking for? A man who was just showing off his might to a little girl... what exactly is he afraid of?"
A strange voice came from beside his ear. Sharp fingernails, like blades, hovered at his throat.
Although it was a question, it contained no doubt, only a death threat.
Only at this moment did the CP9 leader finally see clearly who was behind him.
The recognized most dangerous wanted criminal in the eyes of the CP agencies and the Marines.
Vampire — Nereus.
Bounty: 3,983,900,000 Berries.
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