Chapter 319

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The Kukin: Owl actually has a hidden weapon feature too?!

Abel stepped back in time, blocking the red hot spikes that sprung from the ground with his large cleaver, but he was also launched into the air as a result.

Arima Kishou calmly predicted his landing direction and speed, and his pale bone spear instantly became a barrage of afterimages, stabbing out like a fierce storm.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh

In mid-air, unable to borrow any force, there would inevitably be loopholes that he couldn't cover.

However, faced with this situation, Abel just shook the long sword in his hand slightly, causing it to disconnect segment by segment, turning into a four-meter-long chain blade connected by red hot spikes.

Abel swung the whip-like blade, creating an impenetrable defense that blocked all the shadowy spears.

Not only that, but he also took advantage of its flexibility and the unpredictable trajectory to leave several wounds on Arima Kishou's body.

His skillful movements were as if he had undergone a thousand refinements, extending naturally like part of his own body.

Achieving this is extremely difficult.

Shinohara Yukinori had never reached this almost unattainable level in his lifetime.

But for Abel, these skills were instantly known and mastered the moment he held the sword in his hand.

It can be said that the help brought by the "Contract of the Sword Demon" far exceeded the initial expectations.

After landing, the snake-like long blade quickly retracted, transforming back into a wide cleaver.

Abel instantly activated the "Strength of the Giant Beast" talent and pattern, then stomped heavily on the ground, flashing behind Arima Kishou a few meters away.

Arima Kishou still maintained the motion of blocking the Kukin: Owl in front of him.

The next second, the long bone spear snapped in half.

Arima Kishou's body sprayed out a large amount of blood, and he fell forward to the ground.

As he fell, a relieved smile was on his face.

Originally, he thought that the one to replace him would necessarily be a hybrid of Ghoul and human, the One-Eyed Ghoul.

But he didn't expect that a human could be so powerful on their own.

Could it be that he had taken the wrong path?

Regretful?

Perhaps a little.

But more so, he knew that Abel's appearance might completely change the current situation between Ghouls and humans.

"I held back on that last cut, you won't die with your constitution. I'm going to purge the Ghouls in Ward 11, and if you CCG aren't interested, just stay put at headquarters and don't mess with me."

Having said that, Abel turned and left.

Now that he had completed the selectable content of the prayer order, the rest was to fully purge Ward 11.

When Abel walked out of the base alone, the people who had been left behind showed an unbelievable shocked expression!

Because this meant that the CCG's 'Reaper of the White', the undefeated Ghoul Investigator, had been defeated!

Everyone felt a sense of disillusionment as if the sky had fallen.

If even Arima Kishou had lost, who else in the CCG could stop the opponent?

Hmm? Wait a second!

It seems that the man who defeated Arima Kishou is not their enemy.

And there might even be an opportunity for him to be one of them.

Thinking this, the despondency and cluelessness from before seemed to instantly vanish.

"Amon Kōtarō, that's your name, right? Please take me back to Ward 11; I've made an appointment for afternoon tea."

Abel found a familiar face among the group and gestured for him to come over.

Amon Koutarou nervously swallowed his saliva but still braved himself to step out.

Even the legendary strongest investigator was no match for Abel, so a rookie like himself certainly had no need to show off.

And from their previous interactions, he could sense that Abel seemed to bear no ill will.

Of course, at this point, even if Abel did intend to do something, they wouldn't have been able to stop him with just their numbers.

So, for now, it was best to simply comply with Abel's demands.

The higher-ups were probably having a headache over this situation by now!

It was only after Amon drove Abel away that the others finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then, as if remembering something crucial, they swarmed in.

Upon seeing Arima Kishou, bloodied and unsteady against the wall, nearly everyone gasped in shock.

Then chaos ensued as they hurried to get him treated.

If Arima had died, it would have been a significant loss for the CCG.

By now, many people were regretting agreeing to this duel.

The enclosed space where the battle had taken place was now reduced to rubble.

CCG staff began to clean up the battlefield and retrieve items.

Among them, the Quinque called Narukami had relatively minor damage.

S+-class quinques like IXA were nearly scrapped, and the SSS-class quinque Owl was broken, likely beyond repair.

This highlighted the extreme intensity of their battle!

The loss was so great that it would undoubtedly cause the CCG great pain.

After all, the high-grade Ghoul material known as "Kakuhou" was extremely rare, obtained almost exclusively from the highly dangerous Ghouls they hunted.

You could say it was literally bought with human lives.

As for the words Abel said before leaving, they were conveyed through Arima Kishou.

If the CCG was willing to help locate the hidden Ghouls, that would naturally be best.

If not, it didn't matter—Abel had a backup plan.

Indeed, Abel had an afternoon tea engagement today, and it was with none other than the "Gourmet" Tsukiyama Shuu, whom he had nearly killed.

Not long ago, Tsukiyama seemed half-dead, but after feasting on a few corpses, he was immediately revived—a testament to a Ghoul's regenerative capabilities.

Perhaps intimidated by Abel's power, the recovered Tsukiyama didn't flee but instead used his reputation to spread a message throughout Ward 11.

He announced there would be a grand tasting event this evening at the Corti Restaurant in Ward 11, where the humans' culinary delicacies he would share were the rarest of the rare.

Most importantly, there was no entry barrier!

Every Ghoul aware of the "Gourmet's" reputation had no doubt about his taste.

To be recognized as a rare delicacy by him would suggest an extraordinary gastronomical delight, one that was likely unattainable most of the time.

Moreover, without any additional cost, the Ghouls who heard this news were almost all preparing to attend this grand event.

Even if they couldn't taste the rare delicacies, it was still entertaining to join the crowd.

After all, opportunities like this were rare.

But with time being of the essence, it was still unknown how many Ghouls this could lure out.

This was unavoidable; delays could lead to changes, and if the news of the massacre at the Ghoul restaurant in Ward 7 got out, it's likely no one would dare to come.