Chapter 1466 - 59: Female
Chapter 1466 - 59: Female
"How... could I have such an ugly version of myself?"Emhardt stared blankly at the pink book with phoenix eyes in the door, shocked, yet he couldn’t help but voice his evaluation.
"Hmph, what crude language, as ugly and vulgar as a dirty avocado sandwich that fell on the ground... Listening to such an unpleasant voice and vulgar words is contaminating the ears of the noble Book Princess."
On seeing this, the book held by the "female Fisher" across the door flew from her chest, expressing disdain and contempt.
Every word from her was like a steel blade piercing Fisher’s heart, infuriating Emhardt.
"What?! How dare you insult the great Book Knight! You... you... I’m so mad! I’ll fight you!"
"Haha, feeling anxious..."
"Your mom!"
Similarly unyielding, the pink "Book Princess" on the other side moved a bit closer, approaching the transparent door along with Emhardt, but Fisher worried the door might be dangerous and quickly called for Emhardt to stop.
Unexpectedly, the female version of himself behind the door also spoke out,
"Emhardt!"
"Emilro!"
The two antagonistic books simultaneously halted, glaring at each other before flying back to their partner’s shoulders.
The woman on the other side of the door regarded Fisher outside the door with an expressionless look, pondered for a moment, then spoke to the Book Princess on her shoulder,
"Is this the test of the ’Competitive Gate’, creating a gender-swapped version of myself out of the door?"
"Probably, Fisher, but I’d advise you to double-check since they seem capable of thought, not just illusions... Fisher, wait!"
But in the next moment, the Fisher behind the door twisted her neck, and from her right hand, a sword blade, long and silvery like mercury, suddenly emerged. At the same time, chaotic energy of Mythical Rank fully surged through her, transmitting a sense of a fierce earthquake to Fisher outside the door.
She gazed coldly at the Fisher in front, threw Emilro, the book princess on her shoulder, aside, dashed through the door transformed into a solid entity, and charged at Fisher.
Wait, how come her Fluid Sword is working while mine is just weak?
"Fisher!"
"Fisher!"
Fisher’s face slightly darkened, and in the same fashion threw off Emhardt from his shoulder, while the Book Princess behind the door anxiously followed, bracing herself to cross the door and come over.
"Boom!"
As Fisher’s body relentlessly wriggled, his eyes fiercely locked onto the movement of the opposing Fluid Sword. Recalling the usual methods of using the Fluid Sword, he was able to predict a direction, then his whole body swiftly shifted to dodge in another direction.
Unexpectedly, in sharp contrast to his usage habits, the Fluid Sword in her hand instantly transformed into a seemingly hefty hammer. She simultaneously twisted her body, making the surrounding air burst with a resonant sound as she swung it towards the direction Fisher was dodging.
This caught Fisher a bit off guard, but he quickly reacted, the chaotic power within his Life Completion Manual reaching its peak. Suddenly, slime-like tentacle whips sprouted from his back, yanking the nearby stone wall. While in mid-air, he propelled himself towards her face with a punch.
"Boom!"
The hammer missed, but the terrifying force of Mythical Rank formed a storm in the vast cavern, shaking as the stones above started collapsing rapidly, sealing off the path Fisher came from.
Beaten back to the door, Fisher, clutching his now reddened face, grimaced and cracked his neck noisily.
Yet the collapse hadn’t stopped, causing Fisher to furrow his brow as he leapt several times around the cave to dodge the massive falling rocks.
"Fisher! Are you insane?! I told you not to be impulsive, how could you just charge through the door? What if we can’t go back?"
"Pah!"
With a cold expression, Fisher spat and then stood up, looking at the Fisher in front of him, and murmured,
"I need to hurry, Helair is still waiting for me to return. Get out of the way, I’ll handle this quickly."
"Oh my, you never listen to advice. Even for Paimon’s sake... He looks so much like you, both being at Fifteenth Rank, haven’t you realized something’s amiss?"
Originally frowning at the collapsing cave, Fisher paused slightly on hearing the name "Helair," then turned his head towards her, questioning in confusion,
"Helair?"
"What, can illusions also read my memory now? To be frank, you’d better retreat quickly, as for my wife’s sake, I might do something impulsive..."
"Wife?"
Fisher became increasingly perplexed, as if not understanding the Nali Language she was speaking. Beside him, Emhardt also returned to Fisher’s shoulder with a look of disbelief, questioning,
"Wife? My goodness, don’t tell me, you married that scoundrel? Even if you turned into a female, I find it hard to believe and accept..."
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