The Fukaros Familia, starting from DanMachi.

Chapter 131 Advanced Ninja Warrior

On the sixteenth floor of the dungeon, as the body of the last stone-throwing infant ape shattered and dissipated into black smoke, the surroundings finally returned to a moment of tranquility.

The air still retained the heat from the magical collision, as well as the faint elemental scent emanating from the Deceitful Flower.

"Done, job done."

Fen Yu let out a soft sigh, lowered the tip of his sword, and said half-jokingly, "I've exceeded my KPI for today."

Tifa flicked her wrist, making a few crisp sounds. Robin was gently patting her chest, calming her panting from the continuous spellcasting, while Wind Violet had already taken out her "Healing Spray," ready to check if anyone had been injured in the melee.

In that moment of relaxation, a very light breeze swept by.

That wasn't the natural wind blowing through the cave, but the rustling of fabric rubbing together, a harbinger of a sharp blade slicing through the air—a figure stood silently atop a rock not far away, like a warrior statue from the underworld, radiating a chilling aura that said, "Keep away, or you'll be instantly killed."

Almost simultaneously, the pupils of Burning Feather and Robin contracted sharply, and Tifa and Violet also stopped moving immediately. The four pairs of eyes locked onto the uninvited guest.

The moment he saw that figure, Fen Yu's memories of his past life were like being pierced by a high-voltage electric shock, and a series of red high-risk warnings flashed wildly in his mind.

The ease on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

"Seriously, officer? How come such a heavyweight opponent spawned on the sixteenth floor?"

He was internally ranting and raving, but his words were terrifyingly calm.

"Advanced Ninja Warrior/Assassin"

Fenyu murmured the name, his voice a little hoarse, "Tifa, protect Robin and Wind Violet, and never leave their side."

His intuition was screaming alarm bells: this newly appeared monster was stronger than any he had ever encountered before, and its stats were an absurdly high level of power.

Robin and the others also sensed the danger that had almost solidified and immediately assumed a defensive stance.

Tifa immediately shielded Robin and Violet behind her, her beautiful eyes fixed on them.

The advanced ninja warrior was even more upright than the previous assassin guards. Every line of his was as sharp as a drawn short blade, without a single ounce of excess fat. Every inch of his figure exuded extreme firmness and sharpness.

Her body was perfectly intact, even possessing a strange, symmetrical beauty born of slaughter, as if it were the most malicious masterpiece of the gods.

Her skin was an almost transparent pale white, completely devoid of the color of life.

However, fine purplish-red lines spread across her neck, wrists, and other joints, shimmering with a faint purple glow with her barely perceptible breathing.

Those were traces of the ceaseless flow of magic within her.

What's most striking is her long, silvery-white hair.

Her long hair was messy yet orderly, like dark plum blossoms blooming wildly in the cold wind, cascading freely down to her waist.

The ends of her hair were tinged with a faint red, and as the breeze blew through the cave, it even stirred up tiny purple dust particles, creating an eerie beauty.

The wisps of hair on her forehead covered most of her eyebrows and eyes, revealing only a pair of blood-red pupils.

Those eyes held no human emotion, only icy killing intent and empty indifference, as if all life in the world was nothing more than withered grass waiting to be cut down.

Between her strands of hair, one could vaguely see tiny, pointed horns of the same color as her clothes, subtly yet clearly revealing her inhuman nature.

She wore a black and red bodysuit that combined the sleekness of a samurai outfit with the weight of light armor.

The overlapping V-neckline hugs the neck, and the cuffs are fitted, designed entirely to allow for flexible wrist movement during close combat.

She held a long, narrow katana in each hand. The blades were a deep, dark black, with only the edges gleaming with a chilling pale purple light, as if they could easily slice through space.

The handle is tightly wrapped with black cloth strips, perfectly fitting the palm of the hand, clearly designed for the ultimate grip.

Her feet were clad in black boots, the boot shafts clinging tightly to her calves, outlining beautiful yet powerful lines.

The thin, sharp soles of her boots allowed her to walk without making a sound, displaying a ninja-like lightness and stealth.

The most bizarre thing is that a jet-black tail is quietly hanging down from behind the buttocks of that tight-fitting outfit.

The tip of its tail shimmered with a faint, almost imperceptible purple light, swaying gently in the air, exuding an ominous aura and adding a touch of eeriness and grotesqueness to this cold killing machine.

Feng Jin looked at the killing god, subconsciously tightened her grip on her staff, and muttered to herself, "Judging from this, it's a bit dangerous."

Deep within the cave on the sixteenth level of the underground city, it was dark and gloomy.

Cold water droplets condensed on the rock walls, their dripping sound echoing monotonously in the empty cave, mingled with the lingering stench of blood from the battle, making the atmosphere even more oppressive.

Suddenly, the "Advanced Ninja Warrior" that resembled a samurai statue moved!

A very faint sound of wind breaking came, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch.

The pale figure, enveloped in a wisp of faint black mist, seemed to teleport across dozens of meters, its long swords gleaming with an ominous, pale purple light, thrusting straight towards Fen Yu's throat.

The sharp, piercing sound of the blade cutting through the air was extremely shrill, as if it were about to completely sever the surrounding airflow.

"Holy crap, they're resorting to sneak attacks instead of any martial ethics."

At the critical moment, Fen Yu reacted with extreme speed, his body even responding before his mind could react.

He lightly touched the uneven ground with his toes and shot backward like an arrow.

Almost simultaneously, the chant of the extremely short text uttered from his mouth: "By this wheel of fire, I shall rule."

Instantly, a torrent of blazing magic erupted from his body, and crimson-gold flames coiled around him like living things, marking the first stage of the enchanted spell [Eternal Flame].

His right hand flashed as he gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and with a flick of his wrist, the Fire Sprite Sword was drawn.

The sword instantly transformed into a burning flame sword, enveloped in flames. The blinding red light illuminated the entire cave, and the extremely high temperature emanating from the blade caused the surrounding air to distort and vaporize, emitting a faint "sizzling" sound.

"clang--!"

A deafening metallic clang rang out as the crimson flaming sword clashed violently with the purple-glowing longsword.

The violent impact transformed into visible shockwaves that spread outwards, sparks flew from the colliding metal, mingling with eerie purple dust and blazing red sparks, drawing dazzling arcs in the dim cave.

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