A gust of night wind blew, and the moon, obscured by dark clouds, revealed half its face.
The moonlight fell, and the lion revealed its true form.
The male lion before them was three sizes larger than an ordinary lion, its legs covered in scales like a lizard, and its tail was a thick scorpion's tail.
"Just... a Scorpion-tailed Lion?"
"Xiao Yu, forget about me, run quickly."
Seeing the Scorpion-tailed Lion getting closer, Chen Long's limbs still had no strength.
"No, Uncle Long, I won't leave you behind."
As she spoke, Xiao Yu took out a dried pufferfish and placed it between Chen Long and the Scorpion-tailed Lion.
"Watch me, evil spirits, begone, evil spirits, begone..."
Xiao Yu held the pufferfish with both hands, chanting an incantation. Green beams of light converged in front of the pufferfish's mouth. As Xiao Yu finished the last sentence, a magic ball, half the size of a soccer ball, shot towards the Scorpion-tailed Lion.
Bang!
Roar!
The magic ball hit the Scorpion-tailed Lion's head directly, but unfortunately, it only enraged the beast and didn't cause much damage.
There was nothing that could be done about it.
After all, Xiao Yu had only been learning magic from her father for a short time.
Magic, in addition to talent, required years of accumulation. Although her father had mastered a large amount of magic, he couldn't teach it all to Xiao Yu at once.
The biggest enemy at the moment was Shendu. When her father taught Xiao Yu qi magic, he focused mainly on magic to deal with demons and dark energy.
And so, a tragedy ensued.
Although the Scorpion-tailed Lion was a magically synthesized creature, it was primarily biological, with magic only a small component.
It was naturally ineffective for Xiao Yu to use magic designed to deal with demons against a monster like the Scorpion-tailed Lion, which leaned towards bio-engineering.
Seeing this, Xiao Yu quickly cast three more magic balls at the Scorpion-tailed Lion. By the fourth one, Xiao Yu hadn't even finished her incantation when the enraged Scorpion-tailed Lion swiped away the pufferfish from her hands with a claw, its gaping maw lunging towards Xiao Yu's head.
Just at the critical moment, a high-speed rotating soccer ball pierced the air and slammed into the Scorpion-tailed Lion's head.
The soccer ball didn't do much damage to the Scorpion-tailed Lion. Though it appeared powerful, its effect was actually worse than Xiao Yu's magic ball.
The soccer ball hit the Scorpion-tailed Lion's head, then bounced into the air and began to deflate, leaving only a deflated skin on the ground.
However, it was precisely this timely soccer ball that successfully attracted the Scorpion-tailed Lion's attention.
Roar!
The enraged Scorpion-tailed Lion looked in the direction the soccer ball came from and saw that its attacker was a short human with small eyes.
He recalled a time when humans fled at the sight of him, and now there were two children. One used a glowing pufferfish to hit him, and the other was even more audacious, kicking him with a soccer ball, which was clearly a provocation.
The lion doesn't show its might, do you really think I'm a weak cat?
Seeing the colossal Scorpion-tailed Lion lunging towards him, Conan grinned, turned, and ran, shouting, "Amuro nii-san!"
Bang!
A bullet engraved with a powerful charm burst forth, piercing the air and striking the Scorpion-tailed Lion directly in the lower back.
The shooter was none other than Amuro Tōru, who was hiding in the shadows.
Compared to America, Japan's magical heritage was actually stronger.
After all, it was adjacent to an ancient civilization, and many mages came to Japan to live in seclusion to escape wars.
Although much of the magic became fragmented in later inheritances, after being gathered and classified, Japan uniquely developed its own form of Onmyōdō.
The silver revolver in Amuro Tōru's hand was a product of Onmyōdō, containing five bullets, each capable of being engraved with a charm.
Coincidentally, this kind of charm didn't have much destructive power against dark energy and didn't contain much righteous energy itself, but it could increase the speed and damage of the bullets, making it suitable for dealing with alchemical creatures.
As for Conan, he was extremely lucky.
The pit had already been dug, the person had been thrown in, and the soil was half-filled when Amuro Tōru discovered him. Later, the shadow ninja who was about to bury Conan was caught in the explosion of righteous qi magic unleashed by Chen Long.
In this way, Conan, who had half his body in the ground, was pulled out by Amuro Tōru.
If there was any fatal flaw in alchemical creatures, it would definitely be their intelligence.
The Scorpion-tailed Lion looked majestic and powerful, but in reality, it had no intelligence at all and acted entirely on instinct.
If it had even a little intelligence, it wouldn't be toyed with by a human child and Amuro Tōru wielding a low-level magic weapon.
The cooperation between the two was very simple: Conan continuously used the soccer ball to attract the Scorpion-tailed Lion's attention, while Amuro Tōru on the side took the opportunity to shoot from the blind spots. When the Scorpion-tailed Lion prepared to attack Amuro Tōru, Conan would use the soccer ball to draw its attention back.
The seemingly simple cooperation was actually fraught with danger, and the risk factor was not low.
After all, they weren't dealing with kittens or puppies, but a ferocious alchemical creature. A single mistake could lead to eternal damnation. Even a well-trained special forces soldier wouldn't dare to claim a 100% chance of success.
Yet, here were these two, cooperating perfectly without any prior training, their movements skillful and flawless.
Was this the power of protagonist halo?
Despite their默契 (mòqì - tacit understanding), the Scorpion-tailed Lion was thick-skinned and not easily killed. Amuro Tōru had fired seven or eight shots from the shadows, but other than its movements being a bit sluggish, the Scorpion-tailed Lion showed no signs of weakness, a stark contrast to the lizardmen he had killed before.
After firing the ninth shot, Amuro Tōru's body began to falter.
The bullets enhanced by the charms indeed greatly increased their power, but they also put immense pressure on the shooter.
After all, Amuro Tōru was just an ordinary person. He hadn't undergone genetic mutation, his body hadn't been modified, nor did he have a cool Iron Man suit. Although Amuro Tōru had never slacked on his training as a member of the Japanese Public Security Bureau and during his time in the organization, it only made him slightly stronger than an average person.
Generally, a trained police officer would find their arm unable to bear it after three or four shots. Amuro Tōru had fired more than double the normal number of shots, which was already impressive.
But even so, Amuro Tōru knew very well that he couldn't stop. If he stopped, there would be two outcomes: first, because he failed to distract the Scorpion-tailed Lion in time, it would charge directly at Conan and tear him to shreds; second, he would attract the Scorpion-tailed Lion's attention but would be unable to continue firing, thus being torn to shreds himself. Sudan Novel Network.
Just as Amuro Tōru was racking his brains to figure out what to do next, a strong gust of wind blew past him, and vaguely, Amuro Tōru thought he saw a figure.
The next moment, the Scorpion-tailed Lion, which was charging furiously towards Conan, received a heavy blow to the head, and its entire body was slammed into the concrete ground.
"Holy crap, this is too... strong."