In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

“I don’t know what you are, but—” Oshin reached one hand towards the sea, coldly staring at the monster lying on the ground, “Release Jimia!”

The water jets shot into the sky, wrapping around Ou Shen's body, compressing and fixing him in place, like armor or a weapon.

Jimia got up and roared at Oshin.

Ou Shen didn't give Jimia a chance to react, and kicked him in the stomach.

"Hey--"

A powerful uppercut, imbued with divine power, struck Miya directly in the chin.

After spending so many years with Jimia, based on his experience from their first encounter, Ou Shen knew how to bring Jimia back to her senses.

After the uppercut, while Jimia was still dazed, Ou Shen delivered a side kick, striking Jimia on the side of the head once more.

"Looks like your thing's pretty hard." Ou Shen took down the sea bow and drew the string. "Wake up, you bastard!"

boom!

The divine arrow exploded directly in Miya's face.

“Roar, roar…” Kimia seemed to be in a daze, letting out a muffled roar.

That's right, Ou Shen's way of waking up Jimia was to knock him unconscious!

Lemoni and Rashtanaha were both stunned.

Ruslan, however, was already used to it and even shouted from the side, "Increase the intensity!"

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Chapter 531 Kimiya with a Bruised and Swollen Face

Although Oshin's attacks were powerful, the resilience of the demonized Kimia was beyond imagination.

Oshin could discern the changes currently taking place in Jimia, and he knew that he absolutely could not delay any longer.

"I'm sorry, it doesn't matter if you blame me for being too rough afterward."

On the sea, giant waves surged, echoing Ou Shen's anxious and serious emotions.

He looked at the dejected Jimia and drew back the bowstring of the sea bow.

"The most important thing now... is to get your body back!"

Bang!

......

the next day.

The sky was overcast and there was no sunrise. It was going to be a cloudy day, and it might rain.

Kimia frowned and murmured a few times.

He touched his head and opened his eyes.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." As her senses connected to her nerves, Miya instantly felt a sharp pain in her head, quickly moved her hand away, and gasped for breath.

"Oh, you're awake." A familiar voice came from beside me.

Kimia wanted to see who it was, but found that her eyelids seemed to be swollen, making it difficult to see.

Left with no other option, he could only call out from his memory, "Ruslan?"

“It’s me.” Luslan sat down next to Mia, a forced smile on his face. “How are you feeling?”

"...Not very good." Kimia felt uncomfortable all over, and even thinking about crying required some thought.

With a sigh, Kimia did not choose to sit up, but simply lay on the raft with her face up to the sky.

During the period when the demons were in control, Miya and Red Eyes had many conversations and learned the whole truth. After weighing the options, Red Eyes also gave up on continuing to obstruct the transmission of memories.

Jimia has every reason to know everything.

Therefore, the current Kimia's cerebral cortex has accepted everything she learned within the mental space, figured out everything, and knows how she exists.

He sighed with emotion.

As a fetus, Kimia was tainted by magic and transformed into a demon while still in her mother's womb.

At birth, Kimia's enormous size and magical power killed her poor mother, and she was regarded as an omen of misfortune by the entire tribe.

Driven by the instinct for survival and to please her people, Kimia developed a second personality—the Red-Eyed Personality. She suppressed the Demon Personality deep within her mind and confined all her magic power to her heart. The price she paid was that the Red-Eyed Personality could no longer control her body and remained dormant in her consciousness along with the Demon Personality for a long time.

The body, now without human control, has been given a new personality, which is now in control of the body—Kimiya.

As a person feared by her people, Kimia inevitably developed negative emotions, and the consequences of these negative emotions within her body are self-evident.

In order to ensure the survival of this body and to protect himself, Red Eyes chose to cause panic within the tribe and instill fear in the tribe members, ultimately leading to Jimia being expelled from the tribe and forced to live alone.

When living alone, how to survive will occupy Jimia's main thoughts, which can effectively avoid generating negative emotions.

What remains is that Jimia happened to swim to Doris Island, where she met Ocean and Luslan, as well as the Doris tribe.

"Where are the Oshen people?" Jimia asked.

"Go find something to eat. Lemony and I will stay here and keep an eye on you."

"Lemoni? Who's that?" Jimia asked, puzzled.

Luslan sighed: "Hey, Jimia, do you even know where we are right now?"

"Where?... It shouldn't be Doris Island anymore." Miya picked up a bit of soil from the ground, smelling the unfamiliar fishy smell, and clenched her fist slightly with her hands on her knees.

“We are in Atlantis.” Lemoni lay down, next to Jimia.

"...So who exactly is Lemoni?" Jimiya wasn't too surprised that she was in Atlantis.

“Lemoni has gone to chat with that big tree now.” Ruslan turned his head to look in the direction of Rashtanaha and Lemoni, and smiled. “He is a travel companion that Ocean and I met on the road. You just woke up yesterday and went berserk, and Lemoni was actually able to hold you off for a while.”

Lemoni is chatting with Rashtanaha.

Rashtanaha extended its roots from the ground and gently touched Lemoni's forehead.

“I see, what a lucky child.” Rashtanaha’s tone was filled with envy and blessing.

“I was noticed by the gods as soon as I was born, and then I underwent a transformation, which allowed me to walk freely on the earth, swim freely in the sea, and fly joyfully in the sky.” Rashtanaha retracted his roots and sighed slightly. “It’s a pity that I am already fixed in my form and cannot change, and cannot travel the world like you. Otherwise, we could definitely become very good friends.”

“Rashtanaha, I…” Lemoni felt a little sad.

They are similar beings, one is lucky, the other... is not so lucky.

Lashtanah was over a thousand years old, yet he was only recently noticed, while Lemoni was essentially discovered while still in the womb.

“There’s no need to grieve for me, kind child of the fruit,” Rashtanaha said with a smile. “I am more than satisfied with my life now, and according to the mission Lady Hestia has given me, I cannot leave here.”

“…Hmm.” Lemoni felt less nervous around Rashtanaha than around other people.

He gently hugged the thick trunk of the Rashtanaha tree: "Thank you for yesterday."

"Thank you for accepting me, child favored by Lady Athena." Rashtanaha's canopy swayed gently, scattering green light spots and a few fallen leaves. "Could you do me a favor?"

"Please speak," Lemoni said, sitting obediently on the ground.

“Could you…call your friend over?” Rashtanaha’s voice held a hint of mischief. “I want to…talk to him.”

“No problem, which one are you referring to?” Lemoni turned his head and glanced at Jimia and Luslan lying there.

"It was the boy who, late last night, used the seawater to calm down the child who had turned into a monster."

“Oshen… I understand.” Lemony nodded, stood up, and ran back.

Just then, Ou Shen returned riding the waves.

After tossing two large fish, each several meters long, onto the beach, Ocean kicked the lifeless Luslan: "Screw your sleeping, get up and get to work! I'm exhausted and I still have to go out and find you guys some food!"

"Alright, alright, let's get to work." Luslan rolled his eyes, got up, drew his short sword, and went to deal with the two fish.

As he cut a piece of meat from the fish, a glint suddenly appeared in Ruslan's eyes.

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Chapter 532 This woman has finally gone mad

Alma is currently troubled.

What happened last night was somewhat surreal.

Two unknown guys drank a third of their stock, and then someone appeared out of nowhere, seemingly their companion, who broke the door while calling them to go out on an errand. The two who had drunk a third of their stock left a small wallet and ran away, leaving a group of drunken patrons in the tavern.

At that time, Alma's blood pressure was still high, so high that even when Agah was asleep upstairs, he was trembling.

It wasn't until Alma opened the money bag that Oshin had casually tossed on the bar that things changed.

Alma doesn't sell particularly expensive beer. Generally, a glass of wheat beer costs only three copper coins, which is very cheap.

Atlantis's monetary system was very simple and primitive, with three types of currency: gold, silver, and copper coins. The conversion was roughly one gold coin equal to one hundred silver coins, and one silver coin equal to one hundred copper coins.

Elma calculated that the wine Ocean and his friends drank yesterday cost about seven silver coins.

Then she saw Ocean's entire bag of gold coins.

I've been sitting at the bar ever since, staring at the gold coins in front of me, lost in thought.

The shocks Alma has received these past two days... have been quite numerous and significant.

As a result, Alma has become somewhat unable to think.

The younger brother rescued an ancient monster that was over a thousand years old, and now it has settled down by the sea. The monster even gave his younger brother a large ship that can turn into bracelets.

That monster was also blessed by the gods.

And then there's that mess from last night.

Alma counted the gold coins in the bag; there were fifty in total.

What are fifty gold coins?

Alma had never received formal education, but she understood that this was a huge sum of money, more than she could earn in a lifetime running a tavern.

"Ah—sigh." Aga yawned as he came downstairs and saw the messy tavern and his sister sitting at the bar, lost in thought.

He was a little puzzled, so he went over and patted Alma on the shoulder: "Sis, what are you doing?"