Demi-human Girls Completion Manual

Meanwhile, in the distance, Fisher, wielding his Fluid Sword and chopping through the blood tendrils that kept attacking from all sides, glanced in Balzac’s direction. After confirming the others were evacuating the hotel, he changed direction without hesitation and hurried upstairs. Erwin was targeting Valentina, or more specifically, the Seals she treasured. He had to get back to her side as quickly as possible.

"Where are you going, Fisher?"

Erwin’s voice, shadowing him like an echo, reached him from behind. Fisher couldn’t tell if what he heard was an illusion or reality, but he stopped dead in his tracks anyway, because the blood tendrils from beneath the floor had begun wildly growing again, filling up the space of the staircase connecting the first and second floors, and even shattering the upper floors.

"Be careful, Miss!"

Fisher faintly heard Heidlin’s alarmed shout and the sound of many people’s hurried footsteps. His expression darkened instantly. He pulled out a slender necklace and a copper ring from his chest, each shimmering with High Ring’s deep blue light and deep purple light.

Seven-Ring Ice Ring Head Magic, Rapid Freeze, could trigger a Rapid Freeze Beam that covered a large area. Fisher intended to use it to stabilize the precarious hotel structure, preventing the collapse from claiming lives.

Six-Ring Gravity Magic, Sliding Gravity, could speed up the movement of the target and temporarily deflect objects surrounding the target. This was to help Fisher reach Valentina’s side faster.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

The two spells took effect simultaneously, but Fisher, unable to wait for them to work, charged upstairs like a bolt of lightning. His Tenth Rank physical abilities, combined with the deep purple Light Halo of gravity that enveloped him, made his advance rapid, zipping through the giant tendrils like a bullet from a musket.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

In the about-to-collapse third floor of the hotel, the ground under Heidlin suddenly cracked open, propelling Valentina into mid-air. Everyone on site watched in surprise as the tendrils invaded every nook and cranny. Against this horrific creature, their hearts held nothing but astonishment and utter despair...

They had never witnessed such an awe-inspiring yet eerie existence in their lifetimes. Even from the airspace over Mia District, one could spot the gigantic blood blossom unfurling.

"Miss, hold onto your wheelchair tightly. Don’t fall off. I...I’ll be right there..."

Heidlin, pale-faced, stared at Valentina, suspended in the air by the blood tendrils. Despite her legs trembling uncontrollably, she decisively kicked off her high heels. The black-stockinged feet stepped tentatively onto the soft tendrils, but then disgustingly, eyeballs began to sprout where she stood.

"Ugh..."

Heidlin, fighting the urge to vomit, bravely climbed up the tendrils towards Valentina. But soon a bone-chilling frost spread, firmly freezing her feet to the tendrils. As they writhed, she lost control and began to fall, while below, several Snow Foxes of about one and a half meters in height quickly formed a circle, attempting to catch her.

Then, just as she was about to fall, a man shimmering with Magic Radiance suddenly burst from below and caught Heidlin safely in his arms,

"Fisher?"

Heidlin instinctively wrapped her arms around Fisher’s neck, her face flushing for a second before she looked up in panic. She pushed at Fisher’s face with her hand,

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"The Miss is still above on the tendrils. Go save her now."

Fisher, annoyed by her soft white hand pushing him, bit down on her fingers, the strange sensation prompting Heidlin to glare at him with an obvious look of disgust, followed by a soft murmur,

"What are you thinking? I told you to go save the Miss, you..."

The hunger of reproduction quietly spread, but Fisher dared not breathe in Heidlin’s faint scent. He held his breath and looked up, then suddenly patted her waist and set her down—an act that would count as compensation for saving her only to be despised.

"I got it, you foolish woman."

"You!"

Heidlin planted her feet on the ground, itching to kick Fisher, but when she turned and saw the small circle of dumbstruck Snow Foxes behind her, she awkwardly retracted her toe.

In the eyes of the Snow Fox Clan Patriarch Dal, the deep purple aura of disgust on Heidlin was intensifying, but so was the pink color of affection and interest. A perplexed tuft of fur stood upright on his fox head as he watched in silence the still shrieking Valentina clinging to her wheelchair.

"Ah! Save me... Save me!"

Behind them, Juna, carrying a wooden basket, was completely oblivious to Heidlin’s plight. She was fixated on the man wielding the Fluid Sword, whose reliable silhouette had appeared in a crisis. Who else could better suit the title of "Prince Charming"?

Regrettably, Fisher was no Prince Charming but a mischievous villain on the brink of being consumed by the fierce fire of reproduction.

It was only after Heidlin left his side that he allowed himself to breathe, yet her faint scent still lingered in his nostrils. He glanced back at Heidlin, who was still glaring at him... and at her legs clad in black stockings. Renie had worn those before, and they were Nali’s fashionable style. He hadn’t expected that even the women of the Northern Realm would buy them.