Noah felt the skin around his knuckles burn, the protection of the black armor had dispersed in that point, and the blue flames were consuming more of it as his fist continued to descend.
Then, Noah's fist connected with the woman's shoulder.
He had initially aimed for her head, but the obstruction of the blue flames had altered the trajectory of his attack, making it land on her left shoulder.
The heroic cultivator from the Papral nation had been initially confident against that attack, she believed that her defensive spell would deplete most of its power.
Yet, that confidence fell apart when she felt the power that assaulted her body.
Her shoulder directly exploded due to the impact, and the left side of her chest was torn apart by the might of Noah's physical strength, only part of her waist kept her linked to her lower body.
Other than that, she felt an immense force pushing her downward, her fiery figure was thrown toward the grassland where she crashed, creating a deep hole in the terrain under the yellowish moss.
She was still alive even when half of her torso had been reduced into bits, her survival instincts made her reach for the drugs inside her space-ring to stabilize her injuries, but she didn't expect the moss on the grassland to move and cover the remains of her body.
The moss engulfed her in its embrace, and she struggled as she felt her body being slowly eaten by those numerous magical plants.
Traces of flames began to reappear around her body, but, at that moment, she felt a stabbing pain coming from the remains of her low-waist.
The connection with her dantian was severed after her low-waist had been ravaged, she didn't have any method to escape that dangerous situation without her rank 4 "Breath", she could only use her fading consciousness to see what was happening above her.
She saw the moss in the area around her quickly converging in the pit and a human figure staring the scene at a few meters in the air above her.
Before darkness enveloped her mind, she understood that she had fallen for Noah's trap.
Noah watched the yellowish moss devouring the remains of the woman's body and left only after he sensed her death.
Blood stained the corners of his mouth as he flew toward the forest of White woods, he had dived toward the grassland as soon as the woman crashed into it to retrieve her dantian before retreating at full speed and eating it, he couldn't let go of her center of power.
'It's a pity that I couldn't retrieve her space-ring… Well, I should be happy to be alive.'
Noah thought as he flew back to the teleportation matrix of his organization, his consciousness analyzed his body to assess the damages that he had suffered during the battle.
'Forty percent of my skin is burned, and the muscles on my right arm are mostly gone. Also, I need some time to completely recover from the continuous usage of my secret art, I've never felt so weak after becoming a hybrid. I've reached the peak of the middle tier at least.'
The dantian of the heroic cultivator had pushed his body toward the peak of the middle tier, but the other nourishments were focusing the wounds that filled both his muscles and skin.
Noah took a large piece of one of the magical beasts inside his space-ring and began to eat it, he needed to recover as fast as possible and break through the upper tier since there was a high chance that more battles on that level were waiting for him.
Chapter end
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