The sun-like flames completely burned out.
The cool moonlight once again shone on the ground, leaving behind numerous scrapped cars and gradually chilling corpses on the sandy soil.
It was an intense battle, but the total time of the battle did not exceed fifteen minutes.
This battle was just a small microcosm of Sargon's vast and chaotic land.
Every night, countless such battles occur across this vast land.
Winner takes all, loser loses life—this simple rule has been maintained in this ancient country for a thousand years.
Once vultures and hyenas eat the carrion of the dead, and scavenging groups recycle the abandoned vehicles, the land will return to its original cleanliness.
At least tonight, the battle on the border of Iberia and Sargon will not continue.
"Do you still want to fight, Sarkaz?"
Draped in a black robe, Kal'tsit left her vehicle and came to where the flame giant had disappeared, speaking in the ancient Sarkaz language.
There, the Sarkaz mercenary leader, carrying a greatsword, stood silently in the desert, looking at the arriving Kal'tsit.
"My employer is dead, so the mission will cease—he activated a power that did not belong to him, prying into a Domain he shouldn't have. This is his own doing."
With a hint of fear and reverence in his voice, the Sarkaz mercenary lost all Battle Intent.
"You could have been a warrior, a Sarkaz warrior, nameless one."
At Kal'tsit's feet, several shattered black-green crystal fragments seemed to sense something, beginning to tremble and shake.
"If you wish to leave, I suggest you head east. In Kazdel, an excellent royal family has issued an invitation to all of Terra, hoping that the scattered Sarkaz people will return to their homeland and rebuild their homes."
For Kal'tsit, she didn't care about, nor did she hate, those who dared to attack her and target her.
Alfonso was a pitiful wretch manipulated by a force behind him, who ultimately lost his life, while the Sarkaz mercenary in front of her was merely a tool looking to earn money.
However, even so, wantonly taking other people's lives has never been the right thing to do—what Kal'tsit detested was this land that normalized such acts and made slaughter a common means.
"Then thank you, Feline. I grew up in Sargon since I was a child. Kazdel is just a legend to me, but now it seems I can't stay in this godforsaken place, Sargon."
Shaking his head, the Sarkaz shouldered his greatsword and turned to leave, his expression hidden by the mask.
"I will forget what happened today. I hope we never meet again. Oh, and this might be useful to you."
Before leaving, the tall Sarkaz threw a small box to Kal'tsit and silently walked deeper into the yellow sand.
"Rhine Lab... their production department should have remembered to wipe off the logo on the inside of the box, or do they simply not care if I discover this?"
Looking at the familiar symbol, the positive and negative poles within infinity, Kal'tsit raised an eyebrow.
"Gaa—"
Behind Kal'tsit, Mon3tr reformed, but it was several sizes smaller than before, almost the same size as Kal'tsit.
"Come back."
Kal'tsit commanded Mon3tr to decompose and return to her body, while walking towards the bustling mercenary team ahead.
"Boss, are you really leaving? If you leave, what will we do?!"
"Yeah, why don't we just follow you back? There are quite a few of us, and it would be easy to rebuild a tribe. Mavisotia is about to begin, and you're so strong, you'll definitely be the next Chieftain!"
Inside the jeep, the Adaklis people, both men and women, were dispirited. Although they suffered no major casualties from the pursuit of the Flame Demon thanks to Gavial's distraction, they still hung their heads, looking very unhappy.
"Oh come on, Sargon isn't developed, but it's still modern society. More than half of you haven't even seen a Rainforest; how can you go back to living in shacks in the jungle? Mosquitoes would bite you to death—and how many times have I said it? I'm the mercenary group's doctor, DOCTOR! Not the boss, your leader is over there! Hey, why are you hanging your head too?!"
Kicking a large crocodile-man in the butt, Gavial cursed and flipped him off. Ever since she beat up the mercenary group's leader, these bastards had subconsciously treated her as the boss. She just wanted to be a doctor!
"Oh... I'm the leader, I forgot."
The two-meter-tall Aegir man, also clad in heavy iron armor, patted his forehead and replied honestly.
He was actually the leader of this mercenary group and had once been a champion warrior in another Rainforest tribe, but ever since Gavial arrived, he naturally regarded her as the boss.
"Alright, that thing, I might know what it is. I need to go back to Acahuala to check. If there's nothing, I'll be back in a month or two—you all hurry and send that little girl to the border. My share of the money will be a token of appreciation."
Her golden eyes rolled, but Gavial's fingers couldn't help but twist her long green hair behind her twice. To be honest, she was also reluctant to leave these old comrades.
"Alright, little princess, time to go home to mommy!"
Then, she looked at the little girl not far away, who was chatting happily with two bounty hunters.
"Are you really alright, Angela? Are you sure you're okay?"
Squatting on the ground, looking into little Angela's eyes, Goki's skin had completely regenerated. He reached out his large hand and gently stroked Angela's small head.
Just now, Angela had taken it upon herself to draw a tube of blood from Goki and had Gavial inject it into her own body.
Goki himself didn't care whether what was injected into his body was liquid Originium or some strange blood, but if it was used for someone else's transfusion, he was still a little worried.
"Of course I'm fine! I felt very hot then, and when I saw your blood, Big Brother, a voice in my head told me it could cool me down, so I just used it—I feel great now!"
On Angela's little bottom, two tentacle-like tails that emerged from her white hospital gown wagged happily. The little girl felt exceptionally joyful now.
"And I feel no pain in my body anymore, in fact, I feel better than before."
With a light stomp of her foot, the sandy ground beneath this Aegir little girl immediately formed a deep small pit, making Goki stare wide-eyed.
"...You're almost half an Abyssal Hunter, Angela, of course, only referring to your Bloodline."
Beside them, Skadi had been circling this little Aegir since the beginning, finally giving a somewhat uncertain answer.
"You don't have to bear the burden of an Abyssal Hunter, but I think, after returning home, you'd best learn some combat techniques, just in case."
In Skadi's view, the Abyssal Hunter Bloodline concentration in Angela's body was much higher, but clearly, this Bloodline was not the same as that of traditional Abyssal Hunters.
Instead, it was more like Goki beside Skadi, mixed but not inferior. In Skadi's Bloodline perception, this difference was particularly evident.
"Mhm, I understand. Thank you, Big Sister, and thank you, Big Brother—I'm coming now!"
Seeing Gavial's call to her, Angela showed a hint of reluctance.
"But I believe we'll meet again, Big Brother. We're already connected, aren't we—chu! Hehe!"
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Angela first gave Skadi a big hug, then puckered her small lips and planted a big kiss on Goki's cheek, then, blushing, ran towards the distant mercenary group.
"Goodbye..."
Skadi didn't think much of it, waving to Angela.
She wasn't so unhappy about a little girl; although both were Aegir, Angela was clearly not like that crazy girl Specter!
As for Goki... his old face flushed.
He wasn't a pedophile, but looking at this little girl, barely a teenager but already a beauty in the making, he immediately thought of the handsome and beautiful young woman she would become in the future.
Goki felt that in five or six years, if he went to Rhodes Island, he should be able to meet this Sniper Operator who would join with his friend.
"Yes, we should meet again—so, can we meet again, Teacher Kal'tsit? It seems this time we really have to go our separate ways."
Waving goodbye to Angela, standing up, and looking at the Feline woman walking towards him from behind, Goki showed a brilliant smile.
"Yes, I will only take you to Sargon. After this incident, I have another reason to go to Columbia. I need to go there to handle some trivial matters—and also, don't call me Teacher."
Her expression still calm, Kal'tsit found a shining gold coin in her pocket and tossed it to Goki.
"I don't care about your next itinerary, Hunters, but if you want to go to Columbia, take this gold coin to Iberia. In the underground black market, find a person named Elliot, mention my name, and he will agree."
[Ah, that strongest six-star Ifrit, huh?]
"Thanks, and I wish you a pleasant journey, Doctor Kal'tsit."
Taking the gold coin, Goki nodded.
Being able to transfer this favor to him was enough to prove that Kal'tsit valued Goki and Skadi greatly.
If he had met Kal'tsit upon arriving in Terra, perhaps Goki would have considered traveling with her all along.
However, as good as his ex-wife was, Goki also had his own goals in Terra.
Anyway, as long as he wanted to find her, he would always be able to find Kal'tsit's whereabouts.
After all, in Kazdel, a Princess was also working hard to create a new home for this traveler.
"My journey is never pleasant. Take care, Mr. Goki, Nona Skadi."
Nodding to the two, Kal'tsit twitched the cat ears on her head, turned and left without a trace of reluctance, walking towards her small truck, still as elegant as ever.
"Hmm... so where do we go next?"
Watching Kal'tsit leave, Skadi was a little happy. She quickly walked to Goki's side—they had finally left that woman.
"This, ah, let me think, probably... in the southwest, at the edge of the Rainforest, yellow sand, and high walls, there's something I want."
Tossing the small bottle containing activated flames in his hand, Goki fell into thought.
Through the brief connection with that Great One just now, Goki had seen where the powers that attracted him were hidden in the land of Sargon.
Although the location was somewhat vague, he could generally tell the direction.
And a part of the power of that Great One was now scattered within the Rainforest.
If Goki wanted to become strong enough to slaughter the Great One, he had to first seek out these things.
"Let's walk slowly, search slowly. At least, let's go to the Rainforest first."
Looking at Skadi, Goki was very happy that he and Skadi were going back to their wonderful two-person world.
"Mhm, no rush, my vacation is long."
Skadi also nodded, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned. She still preferred to travel with Goki alone.
"The Rainforest to the southwest? There's only one Rainforest in Sargon's southwest direction. Are you two going to Acahuala? That's great then, no one knows the Rainforest better than me—do you need a guide?"
Suddenly, a hearty voice came from behind the two.
Goki and Skadi turned around and saw the Aegir girl holding a green staff, patting her chest towards them.
"That part is only nominally part of Sargon, and even the languages may not be mutually intelligible. With me, perhaps your journey will be smoother—consider it payment for saving me, how about it?"
Gavial gave Goki a hearty smile and offered her services.
"Ah, no, the two of us just—"
Subconsciously, Skadi wanted to refuse this unfamiliar mercenary who suddenly intruded, but before she could finish speaking, Goki directly nodded in feigned surprise.
"Acahuala? Miss Gavial, are you also from the Rainforest? What a coincidence, we just happen to need a guide."
Goki suddenly felt that a three-person world was also quite good!
"Ugh... Goki!"
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"Duration, two minutes and thirty-six seconds. The test subject successfully transformed into a 'Flame Demon', but immediately entered an unstable state and disintegrated under Miss Kal'tsit's guidance. But overall, this is good progress."
Putting down the telescope, the Rhine Lab Sargon operation leader calmly continued his experimental summary into the voice recorder in his hand.
"I believe that the headquarters can begin preliminary preparations for experiments on Sarkaz subjects. At the same time, we will also delve into the Rainforest to uncover the secrets belonging to the Flame Demon."
To him, whether it was the dead mercenaries or the snakeheads, they were merely small sacrifices in the process of seeking great truth, and Miss Kal'tsit was merely an existence that could be conveniently utilized.
"At the same time, I also thank the Tobacco and Alcohol Arts Unit and the Originium Products Administration for their strong support of Rhine Lab's operation. Please convey my thanks to Councilor Orrig. His friendship with Mulla Pasha was key to this operation."
Putting down the voice recorder and ending the report, the researcher-like leader stood up and looked at several people beside him who did not look like scientific researchers.
"Alright, ladies, whether you are soldiers sent by Mulla Pasha to guard our safety in the Rainforest, or mercenaries sent by Councilor Orrig to support us, you must all follow my command in the upcoming expedition—I hope we cooperate happily."
Whether it was to seek prey, to pursue truth, to ensure the safety of their homeland, or simply for a vacation.
After leaving Kal'tsit, this journey became even more lively.
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