The Martial Unity

Deep within the Great Forest of Hypnonarak, a Martial Artist stood atop a mountain scouring the vast expansive forest with his senses. Her Martial attire bore the crest of the Carnil mafia, the cloth glowing with the light of her Martial Heart.

A curved sheathed blade hung at her side.

"Hmmm…" She pulled out a rough map of the forest, eying several marked locations before directing her attention back to her surroundings. 'It should be somewhere here...The Ecstasy Plum Fruit.'

The Carnil mafia had ceased all large-scale extraction operations of narcotic drugs and instead had merely deigned to deploy Martial Seniors on individual small-scale operations. Since it was none other than Martial Seniors that were being deployed, they had been assigned with special objectives.

The Ecstasy Plum Fruit.

A special fruit that grew only in the Great Forest of Hypnonarak. It was known for its extraordinarily high narcotic potency. It was said that one drop from the Ecstasy Plum Fruit could put one thousand men in a dreamy trance indefinitely.

Not even Martial Squires could resist the powerful effects of the fruit entirely. Only Martial Seniors were qualified to hunt for this fruit. Its market value was more than a million times greater than the ordinary narcotic plant extracts that were harvested from the forest.

This was the Carnil Mafia's way of compensating for the temporarily halted large-scale operations.

And it also happened to be Rui's only opportunity to destroy the Carnil Mafia's operations.

One moment, Senior Ferna was merely keeping scouting the local area, and the very next, a sharp pain flashed through her body as a titanic impact crashed into her passive defenses.

BOOM!!!

The sheer weight of the impact crumbled the mountain peak.

"Urgh!" Senior Ferna grimaced with pain as she quickly got back up from the heavy impact despite the pain.

She was alive.

Yet she couldn't afford to waste a single moment on celebrating.

CLASP!

the area as she gripped the hilt her

the Wailing Blade.' Her body flashed into motion, executing countless sword swings at a speed and pace that exceeded even her reactions. A thousand

…CRACK!

her environment split into countless ribbons for several

Trees, boulders, bedrock.

reduced to

assailant. He was unharmed. On one hand, she was displeased that he was able to withstand her technique

hand, his stealth had come

as she had

as her blade blurred into action. 'True Mourning

generated an intense two-dimensional wave of sound while using a breathing technique to generate powerful currents on either side of the sound wave tugging the target in the opposite direction

pulled into an incoming swing blade, increasing

was said to

key word being

her eyes

single thought flashed through her

'Why can't I breathe?'

BOOM!!

her

kind enough to let it pass. A powerful Flowing Canon empowered with the full might of Outer

CRACK!

cracking as he flung

regain her respiratory capacity. Yet, she was unable to. Strangely, she didn't feel any physical impediment. She was familiar with poisons, and had yet to feel the familiar

allow her to breathe. Or rather, it was as though her mind believed she could not breathe. Perhaps had she more time, she would have been able to break out of

THWOOM THWOOM THWOOM!

sound flashed towards her at extraordinary speeds, forcing her

was hampered, she was not rendered

SWING SWING SWING!