Chapter 750: Horny Is a Combat Weakness

Outside the voidship, the Dragon Slayer finally moved.

He did not swing the dragon-spine weapon in his hand. Instead, he casually threw it onto his shoulder again and cracked his neck.

Rachel raised an eyebrow. "You’re not using your weapon?"

The Dragon Slayer grinned. "Against you?"

Dark red aura crawled over his arms like living blood. "No need. I don’t want to hurt you too badly before I have my fun."

Inside the voidship, the pressure around Garion became heavier.

Meanwhile, Rachel simply smiled.

It was the kind of smile Garion usually wore right before doing something extremely unreasonable. "Then come here."

The Dragon Slayer laughed and vanished.

In an instant, he appeared in front of Rachel and punched toward her stomach.

But for some reason his fist missed.

Rachel had only tilted her body slightly, and the punch passed beside her waist.

The Dragon Slayer’s eyes narrowed. He immediately twisted his body and swept his leg toward her neck.

Rachel calmly stepped back, and the kick missed her by a hair.

The Dragon Slayer frowned and attacked again. This time, his movements became stronger, faster, and far more unpredictable.

Punches, kicks, elbows, and knees came at Rachel from different angles, each attack flowing randomly from one part of his body to another.

Yet none of them managed to touch even a single hair on Rachel’s head.

She moved softly through the void, her pink-gold aura flowing around her body like gentle ribbons.

It was as if her body already knew where his attacks would go before he even moved.

The Dragon Slayer’s grin slowly disappeared. "What the hell?"

Rachel turned her shoulder, letting another punch slide past her cheek, and soon chuckled. "Is that all?"

---

Inside the voidship, the Dragon Gods watched the battle in silence.

At first, they had only thought Rachel was fast.

But after seeing the Dragon Slayer miss again and again, they quickly realized it was not that simple.

Abyron frowned. "She is not avoiding after he attacks."

Selkhara’s eyes narrowed. "She moves before he completes the motion."

Verdroth leaned closer to the window, his smile becoming sharper. "Prediction? Instinct? Some kind of soul perception?"

Nyxvar remained quiet for a moment before saying, "No. It is more subtle than that."

Aurelion’s golden eyes stayed fixed on Rachel. "Then what is it?"

Garion, who had been standing near the window with his arms crossed, finally grinned. "I’ll tell you something simple."

The Dragon Gods turned toward him.

Garion looked outside at Rachel, his eyes carrying obvious pride. "Rachel’s power is [Love]."

For a moment, none of the Dragon Gods reacted.

Then Aurelion frowned. "Love?"

Garion nodded. "Yeah. Love."

Atlas floated beside him and sighed.

[It sounds harmless until she starts turning emotions into battle advantage.]

Garion pointed toward the Dragon Slayer outside. "If anyone has even the slightest feeling of attraction, desire, affection, obsession, possessiveness, or interest toward her..."

His grin grew even wider.

The Dragon Gods’ expressions changed almost immediately as they quickly realized what was happening.

Their gazes turned back toward the Dragon Slayer, and this time, his intentions were painfully obvious.

The way his eyes lingered on Rachel, combined with the increasingly shameless places his attacks were aimed at, made it clear that his interest in her was far from innocent.

Verdroth chuckled softly. "Then this kind of enemy is probably the best possible opponent for her."

Garion grinned. "Of course he is."

He looked toward the Dragon Slayer, whose attacks were becoming increasingly frantic and desperate. "This type of guy is basically Rachel’s perfect punching bag."

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Outside the voidship, Rachel effortlessly slipped past another punch and stopped behind the Dragon Slayer.

The Dragon Slayer immediately spun around, but Rachel was already gone. A moment later, she suddenly appeared beside him.

Rachel gave him a faint smirk. "I’ve let you play around for long enough."

Her eyes sharpened slightly. "Now it’s my turn."

The moment she said it, Rachel drove her fist straight into his chest.

BOOM!

The Dragon Slayer’s body shot backward like a meteor, tearing through the void at terrifying speed.

His dragon-scale armor trembled violently, and a thin crack appeared across the dark chestplate.

His eyes widened. "What?"

Rachel did not give him even a second to recover.

The moment the Dragon Slayer’s body slowed in the void, pink-gold light flashed again.

Rachel appeared right in front of him.

The Dragon Slayer’s pupils shrank. "You..."

Rachel’s knee already slammed into his stomach.

BANG!

His body folded forward.

Before he could fly away, Rachel grabbed the edge of his cracked dragon-scale armor and pulled him back, raising her knee again.

Every knee strike landed in the same place, driving deeper cracks through the dragon-bone armor around his abdomen.

The Dragon Slayer coughed violently, dark red blood spilling from his mouth.

Rachel looked at him with a faint smile. "What’s wrong?"

Her voice was gentle, but her movements were merciless. "I thought you were going to enjoy yourself."

The Dragon Slayer roared and tried to swing his elbow toward her head.

Rachel tilted her head slightly, allowing the elbow to miss her by a hair. At the same time, she spun around and slipped behind him.

Before the Dragon Slayer could react, Rachel hooked one arm around his neck and locked her other arm behind his head.

In an instant, his body stiffened.

The Dragon Slayer’s eyes widened in shock as he realized he had been trapped in a tight chokehold.

Rachel’s body was smaller than his, but her strength was terrifying. Her pink-gold aura wrapped around his throat, chest, and spine like warm chains.

The Dragon Slayer struggled violently, trying to pry Rachel’s arm away, but no matter how much strength he used, her grip didn’t budge at all.

Rachel leaned closer to his ear and whispered softly, "You really talk too much for such a weakling, you know..."

The Dragon Slayer’s eyes turned bloodshot. "Enough!"

Dark red light erupted from every piece of dragon bone on his armor.

BOOOOOOM!

Rachel’s pink-gold aura trembled slightly as a violent dragon-slaying force blasted outward from his body.

For the first time, her chokehold loosened.

The Dragon Slayer roared, twisting his body with brute force and tearing himself free from her arms.

He flew backward, panting heavily. His face twisted with rage as he glared at Rachel.

He clenched his fists again, his entire body trembling with fury. "Fine. I’ll show you what I can really do, you whore."