yeeaaaaa, today is my birthday, congratulations for me im still alive and still can update translate, here the extra chapter
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From what Su'er could see, this leading Werebeast was a little too much on the "were" part. Everything above his eyes was completely covered in brown fur. His eyebrows were completely mixed in. From the gaps in his armor, Su'er could see that the fine fur on his neck extended all the way up to his cheeks, and on top of his head were two small, pointy ears, like a... Shiba Inu standing upright.
He was quite cute.
While Su'er was carefully examining these new pets of the Siren, the "fluffies," little did he know that the Werebeast on the other side was also speculating about his identity.
The moment he broke through the boat wall, he was completely drawn to the Flügel and Elf, who had no intention of concealing their malice, and he didn't dare to relax at all. At most, he caught a glimpse of the glamorous Siren out of the corner of his eye, so he didn't notice the existence of this person in an inconspicuous hood on the side.
He couldn't feel the oppressive force of the spirits, and the figure under the hood didn't look burly. If he didn't stand up and speak, he would even be like the most ordinary beast. The only thing that was abnormal was his breathing. Even in this situation, there was no sign of panic, and he couldn't hear a heartbeat. And the biggest abnormality—neither the Flügel nor the Elf showed any resistance to him speaking on their behalf.
Is this a new race?
The dog-headed man's heart sank little by little. He naturally knew that the tribe's recent plan had been hindered by the Siren. This time, he had even deliberately brought out many good fighters just to teach these brainless idiots a lesson and make them learn to avoid them after they felt the pain. But what were these good fighters in front of this combination?
"Just use magic to check their memories," Seeing that Su'er's friendly attitude still didn't get a response, Think said a little impatiently, and she even deliberately used the Werebeast language.
Think's words were like a bomb installed on the Werebeasts opposite them. A bloody mist exploded out of nowhere, and faster than the loud sound were the warriors whose muscles bulged all over their bodies.
Blood Break.
After two years, Su'er once again saw these special individuals that he would never be able to forget.
As a special team specifically for heavily damaging the Siren, most of these Werebeasts could break through the limits of their bodies, and their target was very clear—Su'er and Think.
Compared to the Flügel, whose strength was already very clear, this existence with no discernible aura and the spirit were easier targets, or rather, suitable targets for a life-or-death fight. If they could get close enough, even the Flügel would find it inconvenient to attack, right?
'My memories must not be read!' He almost roared in his heart. The fine fur of the dog-headed leader seemed to have been dyed red.
Just like his thoughts, these warriors, whose reactions and thinking speed were inhuman, made this choice in an instant.
They would rather die in the opponent's counterattack than have the secrets of their tribe discovered by the enemy race.
Almost the moment the Werebeasts started their life-or-death charge, Su'er made the quickest reaction. He was no longer the weak and powerless him from the past, and he had already expected this situation. With a hard push on the ground, his special shoes propelled him backward. In a posture that he had practiced many times, Su'er rolled in the air and smoothly took off the firecracker—the bomb—from his waist with his right hand.
He chose the attack with the largest range without hesitation. He didn't have to worry about collateral damage.
This was a toy that Jibril had specially increased the gunpowder in during the New Year. Su'er had already seen its explosive power. It was originally just an ordinary throw, but the bomb was inexplicably accelerated as it passed through his glove, and it was thrown with a speed far Ex-Machinaing a rifle bullet.
Boom!!!
It exploded. Even the sound of the explosion was not fake. However, everyone, including Su'er, was stunned for a moment.
What is this...?
Pink firelight. Not even the smoke that an explosion should have appeared. What blossomed with the loud noise was a huge—Jibril?
Pale pink lines outlined a detailed pattern in the air. Even the halo on her head and the feathers on her wings were clear. It was undoubtedly the pink-haired Flügel that Su'er was already very familiar with. Not only that, but the Jibril in the pattern was clearly sticking out her tongue and making a face. The mockery was too obvious.
And the target of her mockery was also obvious. In Jibril's hand, which was made of pink fireworks, there was a long banner with a sentence written in the Elf language—Elf are idiots~
What is this?
Su'er's eyelids were twitching at the speed of light. The complex emotions in his heart could no longer be described with words. Everything converged into a simple sentence—Jibril, what the hell are you doing to me??!
Not only Su'er, but even Jibril herself was stunned. Her constantly flapping wings also froze, not to mention the Werebeasts who had charged forward. They were not harmed by the close-range explosion. These Werebeasts were more pushed away by the blast of air from the explosion.
The bomb was not made for pure lethality. Su'er never thought that Jibril had actually made such a firework that was purely for show.
Why is it really a firecracker??
And this pattern, was it a counterattack to Think's firework at that time? Then why the hell didn't you use it then!!!
Su'er couldn't hold back anymore. Swearing was not his intention, it was just that this matter... At least it wasn't a life-or-death situation right now. If it were a life-or-death situation and he took out such a harmless thing...
Just thinking about that scene made Su'er's back feel cold.
"...Pfft, pffthaha, pffthahahahahahaha!!" Jibril's laughter was heroic. The pink-haired Flügel even laughed so hard that she fell to the ground, well, right next to Think.
Think's face had already darkened.
Among everyone present, only the Flügel could laugh so happily, treating the tense atmosphere around her as if it didn't exist.
"Wow!!! What is this! Hey, hey! Su'er! What is this?! It's so beautiful!!!"
Okay, he had to add this Siren.
She was completely unaffected by the commotion just now. The blue-haired Siren was excitedly lying on the edge of the water ball, her entire fish body pressed against the edge, and her two hands were constantly slapping the water wall, urging Su'er to answer.
Don't ask, because if you ask, it means she also wants to play.