Bang!
A huge diamond-shaped pencil pillar suddenly slammed down, stirring up a massive cloud of dust from the ground. Amidst the dust, a figure appeared beneath the pencil pillar, pressing it with both hands. Despite the force, the figure in the dust didn't even bend, except for the ground being crushed into a pit.
The dust cleared, revealing Marika's figure. She calmly walked out from the pit, supporting the weight of the diamond-shaped, blunt-ended pencil pillar. Step by step, the heavy and massive pencil began to rise upward.
Urouge retracted the pencil pillar, looking surprised, but that smile never changed, whether surprised or angry, he would always smile strangely like that.
"Is her strength so immense? A terrifying woman indeed," Urouge chuckled.
Marika opened her arms and said with a mischievous smile, "If you don't apologize to the food, that's not acceptable."
"Food is just food, not life. Things consumed by humans have no will or soul and never encounter difficulties. I won't apologize to food... Urouge," Urouge said, adjusting the pencil pillar's stance.
"Oh, it seems you don't understand the reasoning."
Marika stood firm, her waterfall-like black hair fluttered open, each strand moved like a snake dancing.
"Our captain says, reasoning and physics, one will always make people understand."
"Captain?"
Urouge was taken aback, maintaining his smile: "Is it the disaster? He seems to be captured, right? Without the captain, have you established the Pirates independently at Shampodi, Urouge!"
Being one of the Super Rookies, Marika would certainly be recognized.
Urouge suddenly pushed the pencil pillar forward aggressively, the diamond-shaped column aimed directly at Marika.
Bang!
The same massive force was caught by Marika's hands, and upon contact, it triggered a wave of air, producing a dull sound.
Even Killer couldn't fully withstand the immense force and could only attack through movement. That force, however, was not only blocked by Marika, but she didn't even retreat a single step.
"I see, it wasn't an illusion just now?"
Urouge chuckled: "This benefactor seems to possess extraordinary power."
"Not just power, you know."
Marika smiled slightly, her flying hair slithered like snakes, swiftly darting to Urouge's side, stabbing towards his body's surface.
Compared to Urouge's slower pace, the speed of the hair was swift enough that it had already reached his body before he could react.
"Such feeble things..."
He glanced down briefly, but he didn't care, continuing to wrestle with the woman before him.
Standing nearly four meters tall, compared to the woman who was just two meters and a mere woman at that, he couldn't comprehend why her strength was so formidable, nor did he wish to lose to her!
Regarding that hair, his body could withstand ordinary bullets, mere hair...
Pfft!
The sharp ends of the hair pierced Urouge's flesh, and blood instantly flowed down, freezing his expression, causing him to instinctively want to retreat.
Bam!!
Yet it was at that moment of relaxation, Marika suddenly pushed forward, counter-pressing the pencil pillar, forcefully slamming Urouge to the ground, where her immense force dug out a pit in the surface roots.
Marika pressed the pencil pillar, leapt into the air, more forcefully pinning down Urouge, concentrating her hair into a bundle directed toward Urouge's head.
Ordinary hair, even with Finger Gun, might not damage that robust physique, but with Armament color involved, it's a different story.
No matter how strong that body is, it remains flesh. Combining hair's Finger Gun inherent destructiveness with Armament's power can pierce right through!
"Karma!"
But just as the bundled hair, with sharp ends like swords, neared the head, a groan escaped Urouge's mouth. The pencil pillar pressing on him was forcibly shifted, causing Marika to lose her support and fall to the ground.
Swish!
The momentary shift also allowed Urouge to break free from the pencil pillar's constraints, swiftly flashing to the side. The hair bundle meant to impale his head scraped past his shoulder, shooting out a stream of blood, piercing into the ground.
Urouge rolled, clutching the pencil pillar, ready to crush the hair bundle. Before he could act, the hair swiftly detached from the ground, re-converging behind Marika, creating a flying whirl.
"Oh dear..."
Marika smiled: "It seems you grew taller just now."
At that moment, Urouge seemed to have grown taller and emanated tremendous power.
"A terrifying woman indeed."
Urouge turned, inspecting the gash on his shoulder, despite being merely grazed, it felt like he was touched by an exceptionally sharp blade, damaged.
Nevertheless, his peculiar smile never ceased.
Be it sorrow or anger, his smile never faltered.
Marika, with a constant smile, her hair fluttering, suddenly opened her arms and said, "Your speed isn't very fast, Soru."
As she finished speaking, her figure became a shadow at that instant, swiftly appearing before Urouge, her extending finger covered in black, thrusting directly at his heart.
Urouge only managed to step back slightly, before her finger penetrated his chest a little, drawing blood. It was then that he swung the pencil pillar, directing it toward Marika, the pencil pillar moving as if writing, cutting through the air, sealing off all paths of Marika's escape.