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Chapter 398 - 398 402 Pervasive
Chapter 398 - 398 402 Pervasive
?Chapter 398: Chapter 402: Pervasive Chapter 398: Chapter 402: Pervasive After spending some time on the ship to adapt, Nina had grown accustomed to the minor challenges of reading and studying—which included but were not limited to shadows rising from the Spirit Realm, demons appearing from the Mysterious Deep Sea, and the books themselves undergoing strange changes. Along with her constant hard training, she had made significant progress in controlling her own power.
Specifically, she could even throw a kick at 6000°C without setting the bedding on the adjacent bunk on fire.
A blinding flash of light passed by in an instant, and the demon from the depths of the world turned to ash under the might of the sun, leaving no time for the scent of burning to linger in the air—only the warm smell of the bedding basked in the noonday sun.
The last Abyssal Hound, lured by the book, was left alone in the center of the room. Even though it was a Profound Demon with the nature of chaos and limited intelligence, acting solely on instinct, this fearsome creature seemed to be briefly lost, unable to understand why it suddenly lost two of its companions—now, in front of it was Sherry grasping a chain, leaning forward with a low growl, and behind it was Nina, approaching step by step, enveloped in a sunshine-like radiance.
The horrifying pressure from behind was far greater than the seemingly abnormal “peer” in front of it.
The Profound Demon subconsciously turned its head and met a gaze as scorching as the sun.
Nina slightly lowered her head, her hair completely suffused with a golden hue, dazzling light radiating from her seven orifices. Beneath this human shell burned the ancient might of a fierce sun, and as she gazed at the demon, its skeletal body began to burn to the core under her stare.
Sherry was scared; she had never seen Nina angry before. She even thought that her always sunny and cheerful friend was never angry, but now she knew she was terribly wrong—Nina was obviously very angry.
Her fury rose like a solar flare, and even though she had reined in the escaping heat, the light still seemed to sear one’s soul with its brilliance.
Just as Sherry grew nervous and was about to speak, Nina finally spoke—her mouth opened, and plumes of scorching plasma emanated from the corner of her lips, her voice thundering:
“My homework!” her voice even carried a wail of anguish, “My test papers! My reference books! And Sherry’s homework too! All shredded by these dogs!”