Facing an Ancient God for a Year

"Do you recognize it?"

Fu Qian glanced at Rachel, who was frantically dealing with a splash of corrosive acid.

It was clear from several encounters that her approach mainly involved psychic powers, and her physical skills were not that sharp.

However, she was lucky this time, as the Multi-Mouthed Giant Monster did not target her initially.

Moreover, most of the subsequently sprayed acid was blocked by a shield that seemed both frosty and fiery.

This familiar power obviously came from the Strong-Breed Armor on her shoulder.

"I don’t recognize it..."

Finally, she took off her outer leather jacket and threw it into the sea, facing Fu Qian’s inquiry with unclear intent, Rachel still answered very seriously.

"I’ve never heard of such a monster."

"Then it seems it must be a native, untouched by the civilized world, no wonder it’s so disregarding."

Sighing, Fu Qian showed a slightly understanding expression.