Grabbing the vine, Noah swung hard, dragging Cristoforo's bound legs along, spinning him viciously 180 degrees in mid-air before smashing him heavily onto the ground with a crisp sound.
Bang!
Countless bones fractured, and a mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth. Ignoring his current wretched state, he let out a weak cry from his throat:
"Cough... Phrolova... save me!"
Noah swung hard again, sending Cristoforo spinning once more in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground.
Bang!
"Phrolova... save me..."
Bang!
"Phrolova..."
Bang!
"Save me..."
Cristoforo swore that he had never missed that madman who had already died in Jinzhou so much.
Scar, I miss you!
Better to rely on oneself than others. In a fit of rage, Cristoforo summoned the outline of the script slowly from his hand.
Bang!
He was smashed heavily onto the ground again, not knowing how many bones had broken. The script outline in his hand dissipated.
"With such a long wind-up, do you think I'm a salted shrimp? Would I give you a chance to use your skills?"
Noah went berserk, speeding up his hand movements even further, flinging Cristoforo back and forth.
"...Phrolova... if you don't save me... I'm going to die... I really beg you..."
Finally, Cristoforo turned into a frequency and was instantly teleported to Phrolova's side in the next moment, like a wild dog with broken bones, barely breathing.
"Pu..."
Phrolova raised her steaming teacup, struggling to keep the expression on her face steady.
The dignified Fractsidus Overseer was being flung around and beaten like a Sentinel... She couldn't laugh; she had to hold it in.
No, she couldn't hold it back at all!
"Hahahahahahahaha!"
"Phrolova!"
Cristoforo looked resentfully at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, who bloomed like a Red Spider Lily, and questioned from his mouth:
"Why did it take so long to teleport me back?"
"Sorry, it was my first time experiencing this script reset. I wasn't used to it and forgot about you."
"You shady woman, you did it on purpose!"
Cristoforo was about to erupt in anger when his face suddenly turned extremely terrified:
"Oh no, that guy is rewinding Time. I'm going back to get beaten again. Phrolova, save—"
Before he could finish speaking, Cristoforo's figure vanished. A Red Spider Lily with spatial teleportation ability returned to Phrolova's palm under the power of rewinding Time.
"Save you?"
Phrolova's face turned cold.
If she hadn't misheard, someone had just called her shady.
She needed to drink a cup of tea first and think carefully about whether to forgive him.
===✧✦✧===
On the other side, Ragunna Port.
"I didn't say you could leave."
Noah clenched his fist, his finger joints cracking as he warmed up.
Cristoforo lay on the ground, struggling to lift his head. On that face covered in dust and bruises, he squeezed out an ugly smile:
"Noah, can we reconcile?"
"Reconcile with your mom!"
A fist grew larger and larger in his vision.
...
Time passed, who knows how long.
Phrolova only knew that the hot tea steaming with white mist in front of her on the table had completely cooled down, and then been reboiled by her, before Cristoforo finally stopped being repeatedly pulled back by the power of Time.
She guessed that Noah had finally gotten tired of beating him and let Cristoforo off the hook.
"You being alive is already the result of my efforts."
Looking at Cristoforo's utterly miserable appearance, Phrolova shook her head:
"I've been constantly teleporting you back. It's him who keeps using the power of Time to drag you back again and again. There's nothing I can do."
"...No... not... blaming... you..."
Cristoforo arduously rolled his eyeballs, struggling to speak:
"Then... who... do I... blame?"
Hearing this outrageous statement, even Phrolova, with her icy demeanor, couldn't help but show a look of astonishment on her face:
"Has your brain been beaten silly? Did I beat you?"
"No... it wasn't."
"Was it Noah who beat you?"
"...Yes."
"Then why don't you blame Noah? Why blame me?"
"...I... I can't... beat... Noah."
Phrolova was speechless for a moment, turning her gaze back to the copper pot on the table.
Some people are like tea boiled in a pot—opened.
And some people are also like the tea in this pot—boiling matter.
Forget it. Even if it's boiling matter, it's still her teammate in the end. Phrolova shook her head and tossed out a Fractsidus specially made mid-level energy potion:
"Drink it yourself. I'm not interested in feeding you."
...
===✧✦✧===
On the other side.
Noah passed through Ragunna's city entrance before finally releasing Time Stop.
Looking at the peaceful Ragunna before him, Noah placed the terminal on Ragunna's central Resonance Beacon, re-unlocking his gliding ability.
"Neither the Fractsidus nor the Leviathan imprisoned in the high tower has the ability to arbitrarily fuse the beliefs of Ragunna's people and summon the Dark Tide."
Finding a seat in Liberty Square and sitting down, Noah pinched his brow, falling into deep thought.
Cristoforo absolutely wouldn't hand the script over to him, and Phrolova even less so would use dream-bestowing methods to give him the script. He could only rely on himself to crack this complex script.
He had to figure out exactly what means the Fractsidus, or the Leviathan, used to control Ragunna's residents.
Only by understanding this could he help Ragunna escape the fate of being engulfed by the Dark Tide.
"Fractsidus, Leviathan, bizarre faith—right, I can start looking for clues from the Order of the Deep."
Having found a direction, Noah fell into thought again.
What kind of excuse could he use to quickly gain the trust of someone inside the Order of the Deep and learn about all the recent events in Ragunna?
"Hello."
A light greeting sounded. Noah looked up following the voice.
Under the backlight of the orange-yellow sunset, a small round-faced girl in a pure white priestess robe brushed her golden hair beside her cheek behind her ear with one hand and extended the other toward him, like an angel descended to earth:
"I saw you looking very troubled. Can you tell me about the troubles you've encountered? Perhaps, I can help you?"
Phoebe smiled slightly:
"My name is Phoebe, a priestess of the Order of the Deep."
[Main Quest: "The Sacred Breeze So Often Breathes" has been activated.]
[Quest Description: The grand Ragunna City is now almost within reach. After a minor interlude, this city of Echoes welcomes the traveler from afar with an astonishing visage.]
[Completing the Main Quest "The Sacred Breeze So Often Breathes" will grant rewards: Radiant Tide20, Lustrous Tide10, Astrite1600, Shell Credit100000.]
What... This main quest can actually be claimed repeatedly?
Noah felt his mind buzzing.
At this moment, he fully realized the value of this main quest.
The "gold" in this value turned out to be the gold from Radiant Tide!
Now he was in Cristoforo's script, and Cristoforo's script could theoretically be replayed infinitely over and over.
One main quest was 20 Radiant Tides + 10 Lustrous Tides + 1600 Astrite, equivalent to 40 pulls.
Two would be 80 pulls, three would be 120 pulls—
Noah didn't dare think further; he was afraid he'd die of happiness. The troubled look on his face vanished completely.
If he could get this much reward every time he fought the Leviathan, he felt he could fight tirelessly for a whole year!
"Miss Phoebe—"
Noah's eyes faintly glowed green, like a hungry wolf, eagerly:
"I want to convert to your faith with you!"