Asura in Arknights

Judging from the investigation notes in the notebook, Miss Destreet was clearly a smart person and would have been able to realize something was amiss afterward.

Why not just throw out a couple of Terrorfish? Then we can say they're biological weapons secretly developed by the mastermind. After all, the Terrans, who live far from the ocean, don't know what Terrorfish are.

Just as Shuiyue was about to differentiate into several terrifying fish, a strange noise coming from the direction of the kitchen suddenly caught his attention.

Chapter Forty-Five: Murder Under the Cover of Night

"Huh? What's that sound?"

That sounds like the abnormal noise caused by excessive water pressure vibrating the pipes. There is a good chance of this sound when the water supply is restored after a period of interruption. This situation often occurs late at night due to various reasons such as water tower maintenance.

Destreet seemed to hear the sound too, mumbled something in her sleep, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep again.

However, this seemingly ordinary sound alerted Shuiyue.

Hai Si's physical structure is completely different from that of ordinary people, and Shui Yue's hearing is far superior to that of any known race in Terra.

Shuiyue discovered that the strange noise coming from the pipe seemed to be directed at him. In just a few seconds, the source of the sound had approached to within ten meters of him.

Slightly taken aback, Shuiyue did not hesitate any longer.

Taking a step back and pressing against the wall, the Haisi organization, whose body was disguised as ordinary clothing, writhed slightly and then turned into the same color as the wall behind them.

Shuiyue's figure was completely hidden in the darkness of the room. Except for some special equipment or Originium Arts, it was impossible to detect his presence with the naked eye.

Just as Shuiyue was getting ready, the source of the strange noise finally entered the room.

All that could be heard from the bathroom faucet was a sickening scraping sound; without anyone operating it, the faucet switch turned to the on position by itself.

However, what flowed from the tap was not ordinary tap water, but a pool of liquid shimmering with a dark silver metallic luster, which still emitted a hazy glow even in the dark.

Miss Destreet's room is quite lively tonight... I didn't expect there to be intruders besides him. If one more person comes, they could make a mahjong table here.

What is this?

Watching the silvery substance gushing from the tap with great interest, Shuiyue had used a similar entrance before, and the scene before him felt quite familiar.

[It looks like some kind of magical creation. Is it being remotely controlled by someone nearby?]

Shuiyue was completely ignorant of Originium Arts, and Haisi was naturally immune to Originium, so he couldn't detect the energy fluctuations generated by spells and could only guess based on his experience.

The problem is... if Mizuki remembers correctly, this apartment building should have security measures against Originium Arts. Hai Si's ability to change his own body structure does not belong to Originium Arts, so Mizuki was able to avoid those security devices. So how did this thing get in?

The current situation is still unclear, so Shuiyue decided to wait and see how things develop.

At this distance, as long as Destle doesn't die instantly, Mizuki is confident she can use Hai Si's special ability to save her.

Shuiyue did not make any rash moves, but patiently stared at the pool of silver liquid.

The pool of silver liquid in the washbasin defied gravity and coalesced into a flawless sphere in mid-air.

As ripples appeared on the surface, the shape of the sphere suddenly changed dramatically.

From simple triangular pyramids and cubes to incredibly complex solid geometric shapes, the pool of silver liquid changed its shape at a dazzling speed.

Ultimately, the liquid's structure stabilizes on two triangular frames rotating in opposite directions and no longer changes.

The moment it stopped changing, a warning bell rang in Shuiyue's heart.

Shuiyue couldn't detect the trajectory of any object at all, nor could he sense any movement. He only felt a dim light flash at the edge of his vision, and the next moment he was struck hard in the chest.

"Pfft...cough..."

Staggering back half a step, Shuiyue grabbed the wall with one hand, barely managing to support his swaying body.

A hideous wound had appeared on Shuiyue's chest, revealing the charred wall behind him. Pale blue blood flowed down his clothes, wetting the expensive carpet beneath his feet.

Shuiyue's face turned deathly pale. Although her heart was not Haisi's fatal weakness, the tearing pain still caused Shuiyue's consciousness to go blank for a moment.

The next moment, Hai Si's biological instincts kicked in, and countless white granulations gushed out of the wound, intertwining with each other to stop the bleeding.

From this strange magical creation, Shuiyue sensed a potentially fatal threat. It was true that Haisi's vitality was extremely tenacious; even if it was shattered into pieces, it could be pieced back together. However, Shuiyue herself had her limits.

If his shattered body is pieced back together, will the consciousness that awakens still be him? Having already experienced something similar once, Shuiyue doesn't want to gamble on this.

At this point, Shuiyue couldn't care less about anything else. As his wounds healed rapidly, several appendages sprouted from his back.

The tips of the spear-like appendages gleamed with a ghostly blue hue, a neurotoxin unique to Hai Si, possessing unparalleled lethality against flesh and blood. If the poisoning was too severe, it could even infect the lowest level of the Terrorfish. The Iberian judges had suffered greatly from this toxin.

Although that magical creation didn't seem like it could be poisoned at all, we should still give it a try, just in case it works.

This is the strongest power that Shuiyue can currently muster. If she wants to go further, she must abandon her human form and transform into Haisi. Shuiyue does not want to do that for the time being.

With a slight bend in her body, Shuiyue's appendages tore through the air, piercing towards the magical artifact not far away with a sharp whooshing sound.

One of the appendages, with its sharp tips, pointed directly at the suspected core of the magical artifact, while the other appendages rose high and slashed fiercely at the two constantly rotating triangular frames.

Attacking two different locations simultaneously, surely one of them will be effective? That's what Shuiyue thought.

However, things took an unexpected turn. His limbs seemed to pass right through the magical artifact, just like a reflection in the water. Apart from leaving a few large, corroded holes in the ground and making a loud noise, they had no effect whatsoever.

"This is terrible..."

The person in front of him was definitely the enemy with whom he had the worst compatibility.

Perhaps Originium Arts can attack this magical creation, but that has nothing to do with Suigetsu, who is a physical attacker. Suigetsu can only take the beating right now.

A deadly sense of crisis crept in, and Shuiyue used both legs to propel herself upwards toward the ceiling.

Almost at the same moment Shuiyue jumped up, a dim light shone again at the center of the magical creation, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared instantly where he had been standing, seemingly piercing through the floor.

Shuiyue thought to herself, trying to find a bittersweet humor in her thoughts. She wondered what the downstairs neighbors would be cursing about after daybreak.

Thankfully, I was able to react in time.

There was a clear interval between the two attacks, enough time for Shuiyue to react.

If Shuiyue hadn't been so confident in her hidden methods, she wouldn't have been caught off guard at the beginning.

We'd better run away quickly.

The situation was clearly unfavorable to Shuiyue, and he had no intention of getting entangled in it any further.

He brandished his limbs, piercing the ceiling not far away, then pulled hard, leaping over the magical artifact blocking the way and lunging towards Destreet on the other bed.

At this moment, Miss Destreet, who was fast asleep, was finally awakened by the noise made by Misty Moon, and groggily got out of bed.

However, before Destle could find her glasses, Mizuki, covered in her own blood, rushed in front of her.

If Shuiyue were given another chance, he would definitely take Daisy away in a different way.

But there's no medicine for regret in this world.

Suddenly attacked, Destreet's scream almost shattered Mizuki's eardrums.

"Who are you? What do you want? Put me down right now!!"

"Stop yelling... I'm here to save you."

Despite her buzzing head, Shuiyue managed to explain.

As she spoke, Shuiyue didn't stop moving. She used her limbs to roll up the bewildered Destreet, and of course, she didn't forget the notebook on the table. After taking these two things, Shuiyue rushed towards the window without stopping.

In the few seconds they were distracted by talking, the magical artifacts behind them recharged once more. Even with Destreet, a living person, between them, Shuiyue could still feel a stinging pain in her back.

Bringing along Destle, a living person, inevitably affected Shuiyue's activities to some extent, not to mention that the magical creation was aimed at killing both of them.

At the critical moment, Shuiyue could only barely move Daisy out of the attack range. As a price for protecting Daisy, his right arm was severed at the root by the invisible attack of the magical artifact and fell to the ground with a thud.

Blue blood spurted from the wound, splattering all over Destreet's face. She was also a little frightened by the gruesome scene, and asked tremblingly, "Are...are you alright?"

Shuiyue ignored her completely, showing no regard for Daisy's intentions.

Without pausing for a moment, he took advantage of the brief recharge between the two attacks to rush to the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the apartment.

"Splash—"

The glass shattered with a crash, and Shuiyue's limbs tightly bound the screaming Daisy as she smashed open the window and rushed out.

Fortunately, Miss Destreet lived on the seventh floor, which wasn't too high. If it were the twentieth or thirtieth floor, jumping would have been quite troublesome.

More appendages extended from Shuiyue's back, piercing the apartment wall and slowing their descent.

Shuiyue looked up at the broken glass above, constantly on guard against a possible attack.

However, Shuiyue did not see the strange magical artifact until they landed safely.

"...It seems they haven't caught up."

Have they already escaped from our control? Or is it that the other party doesn't want to escalate the situation?

Desty's screams, the shattered windows, and the walls used to slow the Moon's descent—their actions had triggered a series of alarms.

There's no need to guess; countless security guards are definitely rushing to their location right now.

If you don't hurry now, you won't be able to leave even if you want to in a few seconds.

Shuiyue didn't waste any more words with Daisy and simply revealed her identity.

"I am an assistant at the Lee Detective Agency. The president sent me here to protect you."

"Are you coming with me to see the president now, or are you waiting here for the apartment security? Let me make this clear, I'm not staying."

"I'll go with you!"

Without any hesitation, Destreet made her choice the instant she heard the two options.

The apartment's security personnel... are fine at stopping thieves and robbers, but the ones who are attacking her now are very likely to be those high-ranking businessmen.

In the face of those people, what difference is there between the apartment's security and its non-existence?

Fortunately, she still has a choice.

The Lee Detective Agency... was the very detective she had accidentally encountered before.

Based on the results of the two brief encounters, the detective and his fiancée seem to be quite reliable, at least much more reliable than the apartment's security.

Destreet was very self-aware; when she learned part of the truth, she had already prepared to run away, but she didn't expect this day to come so soon.

Could it be that her previous investigation inadvertently touched upon some truth?

A fleeting question crossed Descartes' mind. In a short time, she couldn't determine which investigation had touched a nerve with those people.

If only I had my laptop...

Destreet couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Most of her investigation findings were recorded in a notebook, and if she could get her hands on the notebook, she should be able to analyze the truth behind them.

Unfortunately... there's no way she can go back to get her notebook now.

"Alright, relax and don't move around. I'll take you away from here."

"Also, here's your notebook. I just took it out."

Before Desty could even feel a surge of joy at the sight of the notebook shoved into her arms, she felt something cool and soft wrap around her body.

But let alone at night, even in broad daylight, Miss Destreet, who is severely nearsighted, cannot see objects more than ten centimeters away. All she can hear now is the sound of sirens getting farther and farther away.

The cold wind whipped up by the high-speed movement made Miss Destle, who was only wearing pajamas, shiver. She didn't know how much time had passed, but just when she felt her soul was about to freeze, she finally felt herself stop.

As she felt the hard ground beneath her feet, Destreet heard that young voice again.

"Alright, we've arrived at the office. We should be safe now."

By the light of the corridor, Destle could vaguely see that there seemed to be a plaque hanging on the door in front of her, but she couldn't make out what was written on it at all.

The girl, or rather the boy, who brought her back pounded on the door with his only remaining arm and shouted, "President! Open the door! I'm back!"

After waiting at the door for a short while, the door opened.

The detective who pushed open the door was the one who had met Daisy twice before.

Looking at the two people before him, the detective hesitated for a moment before speaking in a subtle tone,

"What...what happened?"

Chapter Forty-Six: The Creations of Our Ancestors

The two looked like they had just returned from a battlefield; they were incredibly disheveled.

And... wasn't their original plan to scare Descartes so she would come to them for help? Why did Shuiyue bring her back directly?

However, when Li Ang saw the empty sleeve beside Shuiyue, he realized that something unexpected must have happened.

"Anyway, please come in first."

Li Ang pushed the door open completely, clearing the way into the room.

Although she lost an arm, Shuiyue is in pretty good condition; such a minor injury is nothing to Haisi.