Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'

The accumulated power erupted like a cannon, slashing out a wave of azure slashes!

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!

The earth was split open directly, leaving Victor unsteady and barely able to stand. Caramel Snail swiftly clenched his left hand.

[Gravity Pull]

"Heave-ho!"

At that moment, Chen Xiaochen, the Gourmet, appeared abruptly in front of Caramel Snail, crossing the distance of hundreds of steps in an instant. She raised both hands and formed a hand blade gesture.

[Gentleman Good at Cooking]

Countless slashes burst forth in the void, invisible blades swiftly shuttling by, disrupting Caramel Snail's rhythm. Even though the Eye of Truth could see the traces of the slashes, it couldn't perceive the moments they were launched. He gritted his teeth and retreated, forced to keep raising his sword to block, helplessly watching as Victor, the Writer, vanished with a stroke of ink.

"Tsk!"

Caramel Snail muttered self-reproachfully:

"What am I doing—"

"Oi!"

Chen Xiaochen kicked towards him, and though Caramel Snail raised his blade to block, it felt like being struck by an asteroid, forcing him to retreat several steps, raising his hand to pinch.

[Gravity Compression]

Chen Xiaochen puffed her cheeks and a pink tongue popped out in the void, coiling protectively around her to avoid being directly compressed into paste by the gravity.

"You rascal, ignoring me! Here's some earwax for you!"

Chen Xiaochen raised her hands discontentedly, forming a cooking gesture:

"Watch me crack your skull, add peppers, and Sichuan-Chongqing spices to make a local dish."

[Delight to the Palate]

"Gravity doesn't work on them?"

Caramel Snail was taken aback, while at the same time, a searing pain as if from hot oil struck him, spreading instantly across his entire body, intense pain and burning quickly consuming him.

"Argh!"

"Heh heh…"

Chen Xiaochen hugged her chest:

"I told you, don't go crazy. Feel well the heat wave from the devouring nebula!"

Caramel Snail's skin rapidly ulcerated, his magical shield pierced by the powerful energy, strange acrid smells emanating from his flesh, fat melting, and his skin starting to display a Maillard reaction's sear.

"Severston, (112,209)—Fire."

Lanan's timely order was immediately executed.

Bam!

A nano healing bullet soared across the battlefield, precisely striking Caramel Snail's neck, pouring masses of life force into the artery, then diffusing throughout his body, regenerating flesh, alleviating pain.

[Spirit Realm Walk]

Lanan broke the concealment, her ritual dagger filled with spiritual power, directly backstabbing Chen Xiaochen.

[Soul Strike]

[Bone Picking]

[Cold-blooded Assault]

The three skills executed in quick succession, as elegantly as a butterfly, Lanan twirled gracefully, her dagger tearing open wounds on Chen Xiaochen in seconds.

Ether's poison blood spread rapidly, Lanan narrowed her gaze, she quickly sheathed the dagger, forming seals to connect the spiritual body while retreating, grabbing Caramel Snail and diving into the summoned Black Gate.

[Spirit Gate]

Just after landing, the pink tongue immediately destroyed the Black Gate.

"Eh? Didn't hit?"

[Gourmet] tilted her head, suddenly sensing something, subconsciously turning around.

"Hey!"

Severston approached her with a smile, bowing courteously:

"Haven't formally introduced myself yet, I'm Severston."

"Oh, oh." Chen Xiaochen lifted her dress and smiled ladylike: "I am Chen Xiao—"

Whoosh-snap!

Before she finished, a ghastly green light ripped through her vision.

"Not a moment's hesitation, immediately engaging in battle—Severston."

Severston waved his hands frantically, weaving two nano-threads dancing merrily, animated by infused life force, transforming into two frenzied poisonous snakes, swiftly moving and entwining Chen Xiaochen's hands and feet, continuously releasing chemical toxins, eroding and cutting wounds.

"Idiot."

Despite being cut and controlled, Chen Xiaochen remained unconcerned, even mocking her opponent:

"Getting so close to attack a Professional with slashes, aren't you afraid of Ether Blood's poison?"

"I'm not afraid. I used to be too weak, could only watch from the sidelines as companions and creations were poisoned and exterminated."

"Huh? What are you saying?"

"I'm saying."

Ether Blood seeped out, spreading. Severston remained composed, pulling out a purple lantern from his bosom.

"I've studied your weaknesses thoroughly."

In the next moment, white mist rapidly filled the battlefield.

"What is this—"

The Astrologer blocked Leo's punch, turned to look at the mist-emitting lantern, astonished:

"The Fog Lamp of the Goddess of Truth? But Charlgarnia should be dead."

Bam!

Before he finished speaking, Li Aozi kicked him in the chest, swiftly following up with a thrusting elbow as the Astrologer retreated, causing Kauna to gasp, stumbling backwards.

"Focus when fighting."

Li Aozi massaged his fist:

"You're slightly stronger than the White Knight—at least you're tougher. Astrologer, huh? Why does it feel somewhat familiar…"

"It's impossible… The Ring of Order, Fog Lamp, Blood Transfusion Surgery… The triad for enslaving the Crown Prince's offspring."

Kauna ignored Li Aozi, his gaze fixed, mumbling to himself, then shouting towards Severston:

"Hey! Where on earth did you get Charlgarnia's invention?!"

"...Who told you this stuff was invented by Charlgarnia."

In the pouring rain, with the Fog Lamp hanging at his waist, mist veiling, Severston's face hidden, resembling the Chief God descending to earth:

"I—I heard the Soul of Plunder, although weak and not adept at combat, nonetheless leads other Chief Gods in one aspect."

"That aspect is imitation. Imitation, learning, then creating, even things the Main God of Artisan cannot fabricate, the Chief God of Raiding can, after understanding its structure, plagiarize, steal, or raid it. After much imitation… they develop their own path, naturally becoming the originator."

"Though not the strongest warrior, they are the greatest inventor in the Starry Abyss."

Severston said, pulling out a bronze collar from his pocket again:

"Now, obediently become the dogs."