Village Head's Debauchery - Chapter 1291

Chapter 1291: Slaughtering The Celestial Spirit Court Reinforcements(2), An Awkward Conversation
She couldn’t even correctly assimilate the essence of the Spirit Beasts before her mind was in disarray. It was only when she received the order to regroup with J’garin that she finally snapped out of her thoughts and began searching for him. Fortunately, he was already on her trail, and they caught up with each other shortly afterwards.

“Did you…?” J’garin asked, his voice trailing off. But his gaze alone conveyed his intent.

Zymera nodded. “Let’s discuss this later,” she said.

J’garin nodded in agreement. At that moment, they noticed a black veil rising from the ground into the sky, surrounding the area where the remaining Celestial Spirit Court reinforcements were located.

As it reached a particular height, the veil converged, forming a barrier that completely sealed off the area, cutting off everything within from the outside world.

All of this happened in an instant—even the reinforcements could not fully react before the barrier was fully formed.

J’garin and Zymera were frightened as they realized that they were also trapped within the sphere.

“Is this also part of their plan?” J’garin muttered, scanning his surroundings in search of anyone else who might be inside with them.

“It must be them,” Zymera said with a confident nod.

Why was she so sure?

Because they had already confirmed that the Celestial Spirit Court reinforcements consisted of one Baron-ranked and five Aristocrat-ranked Spirit Beasts—all of whom had been killed with the aid of Orion’s formidable group. There was no other force hidden within thousands of miles except for their own, so it was a reasonable conclusion that whoever had created this sphere was on their side.

“Look…” Zymera said, her eyes widening as a familiar woman dressed in an azure flower-patterned thigh-high-slit dress appeared out of thin air above the remaining Celestial Spirit Court reinforcements. Around her, multiple boxes materialized out of nowhere.

More continued to appear, forming an inner and outer ring until the entire Celestial Spirit Court reinforcements within the black sphere were surrounded entirely from above. The number of floating boxes high in the sky was eighty-two.

The Knight-ranked Spirit Beasts had already noticed the woman in the azure dress and the growing number of boxes above them. They immediately tried to flee, having sensed that something was wrong the moment the black sphere emerged, severing their connection to the outside world.

However, they soon realized that they couldn’t move or even speak.

Those in the air were frozen in place. From the moment their surroundings had been sealed off, an eerie silence had descended.

‘What’s going on?’ Zymera’s mind raced.

Neither she nor J’garin made a sound, afraid that any movement might provoke whoever was responsible for this.

A heavy magical fluctuation surged from each box, their energies synchronizing in perfect harmony and affecting the entire area.

Soon, from below, the immobilized Knight-ranked Spirit Beasts began rising into the air one by one, their bodies dissolving into countless light particles before vanishing into the boxes.

Zymera and J’garin could only stare in stunned silence. They could sense the magical fluctuation, but they were unable to feel its effects. As a result, they had no idea how so many Knight-ranked Spirit Beasts could be killed so effortlessly, nor how their essences were being absorbed into the boxes.

Suddenly, a buried memory surfaced from the far corners of their minds. Having lived for so long, they both recalled the Calamity that had descended upon this region of the Spirit Realm thousands of years ago. The realization struck them like a bolt of lightning, connecting the dots between these mysterious beings and the ones who had once emerged from the Material Realm, wielding the power to absorb Spirit Beasts.

‘It can’t be the same. It has to be something else,’ J’garin thought, shaking off the absurd notion.

If these beings were genuinely similar to those from the past, they would have already begun causing chaos, absorbing Spirit Beasts across multiple regions without fear of retaliation from the Celestial Spirit Court. After all, they clearly possessed the power to stand against them.

Zymera’s thoughts were just as chaotic as his.

As if sensing their thoughts, a voice resonated through the space surrounding them.

“As long as you are under my protection, you will not be harmed. Once this battle is over, you should return and celebrate with the tribes and the other secluded Spirit Beasts of the six regions. Don’t be shy about taking the glory of the battle for yourselves, or else my husband won’t be happy with you both.”

“When this is over, you will be given the privilege of asking us any question you desire, and we will do our best to answer it to the best of our ability.” The voice ended with a light chuckle before fading into silence.

Zymera and J’garin gulped, their hearts skipping a beat at her words. They were shocked to learn that they had been under protection all along. If not, they could have been caught in the intense magical fluctuations and possibly killed.

For one of the group members to go so far as to shield them—an Aristocrat-ranked and a Baron-ranked Spirit Beast, both powerful enough to dominate a small region effortlessly—only confirmed how deadly that magic was.

But what truly surprised them was the fact that such a method hadn’t been used against them. They pondered whether this had been a test of their abilities.

After all, why wait until they had been pushed to the brink of defeat before stepping in? And why would they have been allowed to consume the Baron-ranked and Aristocrat-ranked Spirit Beasts when their group could have absorbed them instead?

They both inwardly agreed that this was the most logical answer. What made their hearts tremble even more was the command to take credit for the battle themselves.

Even they wouldn’t believe their future selves if, a decade from now, they were told they had managed to kill a formidable Baron-ranked Spirit Beast—especially Zymera, who had fought against five Aristocrat-ranked opponents.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to claim the glory of their victories. But once such information spread, it would announce to the Spirit Realm that they possessed frightening potential.

Other formidable Spirit Beasts would seek them out, not just to challenge them but to consume them, hoping to acquire that same astounding potential for themselves. The only problem was that J’garin and Zymera didn’t actually possess such potential. It was like revealing a great treasure without being strong enough to protect it.

Yet, despite this, they knew they had no other choice. Annoying the leader of this mysterious group would be a fate far worse than anything they could imagine.

Nonetheless, the promise that they would be allowed to ask questions after everything was over was enough to temporarily calm their minds.

‘I’ve heard that beings from the Material Realm consider Spirit Beasts who gain the ability to shift between forms as exotic and are even drawn to them,’ Zymera sent her thoughts telepathically to J’garin.

‘Some even choose to stay in our realm rather than return to the Material Realm. The leader of this group has many wives, each possessing a unique charm that makes them stand out among others. So… if I put in a little effort, do you think there’s a chance he might be attracted to me?’

J’garin frowned inwardly. He was about to berate Zymera for having such an awkward conversation at a moment like this, but he swiftly sealed his lips, sensing the logic in her words.

They had already become enemies of the Celestial Spirit Court, who would surely hunt them down across the Spirit Realm as far as their reach extended. Their best chance of survival was to stick close to Orion and his group.

Even he understood the concept of taking shelter under the biggest tree when the weather turned rough. And what better way to secure one’s position than by staying close to the trunk?

Instantly, J’garin began to agree with Zymera’s line of thought.

‘I’m not certain,’ he responded telepathically, ‘but judging by his wives, he doesn’t seem to be the type to hold prejudice against other races. So even if you’re a Spirit Beast, you might stand a chance of attracting his attention. First, though, you’ll have to test the waters and see if his wives are the jealous type. Otherwise, you’d just be digging your own grave.’

He hesitated before adding, ‘Ahem, do you think I stand a chance of attracting anyone in the group?’

Only Spirit Beasts who had reached the Aristocrat Rank could awaken abilities such as telepathy, along with various others like flight. They hadn’t used this ability earlier because they didn’t want to arouse suspicion from the group.

‘Since you haven’t transformed from your true form since you returned, it’s difficult to tell. And if you suddenly choose to do so now, they’ll definitely suspect something is up. So wait until I’ve tested the waters and gotten some results before making your move,’ Zymera responded telepathically, casting a subtle glance at J’garin.