The place they had just appeared... that small space...
Lance's brow furrowed, his breath forming thin vapors in the salty air. There was a pocket space near this isolated island? Something like the House of the Infernal Glories?
Above him, the moon was swallowed by dark clouds, and the beach sank back into the damp gloom. In the dim light, the bodies of the magma giants stood out even more, glowing like demonic lanterns.
Lance took a breath, and then he dissolved his spatial spell. He leaned forward and dashed through the ripples, leaving behind a small, silvery swirl.
"Chase! Chase him!!" The male magma giant leader screamed, his head emerging from the cracked rock mass. Hot steam enveloped his body, and the surrounding rocks began to melt, dripping lava.
Suddenly, the magma dragon spread its wings, the embers from its wing bones dripping into the sea, hissing into a thick white mist. The magma giants rose one by one, their fangs chattering, their claws tearing through the salty air. As the dragon descended lower, the sea surface boiled, creating specks of mist like miniature clouds that swallowed the moonlight.
Lance was already dashing into the deep sea—the saltwater cleaving against his chest, white foam leaping. In the distance, Barbados was just a faint speck of light in the dark sky, lost beneath the horizon.
Lance slowly slowed his movements, glancing at the seawater around him. The waves reflected lightning in the clouds, making Lance's eyes flicker. A faint smile appeared on Lance's lips. The Bermuda Triangle? Is this where it is?
The air around him felt strange, a small electric current running across Lance's skin. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, his muscles tensed—a subtle electric sensation spread, making Lance's fingers stiffen slightly.
A joyful roar echoed behind him. The magma giants approached, their flying dragons gliding through the night mist. The salty wind was parted by the spread of their scaly wings dripping with hot lava.
Like barbarian cowboys, they threw out long ropes—not ordinary leather, but twisted woven molten lava, glowing dark red in the black air. The ropes coiled in the air, then entangled Lance tightly, burning the air around him. A low explosion sounded as the lava touched the water, sending up a spray of steam.
Their cheers erupted, echoing across the sea. The magma giant leader stood on the dragon's back, his curved spear raised high, its tip slicing through the mist, slashing through the remaining darkness. Below them, the pitch-black surface of the sea suddenly cracked—as if a shadow of darkness were sliced through by light.
The crack opened, revealing a wild panorama—a fantasy world on the verge of a nightmare.
There, a giant island floated in the sky. Its cliffs jutted sharply, strange rock peaks shrouded in white mist. A massive waterfall burst from the gap in the clouds, thundering down, crashing against the rock walls, splashing into the void. Droplets of water flew, dancing in the moonlight, forming a milky mist that flowed to the edge of the bottomless abyss.
In the crevices of the island, exotic plants spread. Flower petals swelled and closed like giant lungs, their nectar dripping down, soaking into the cracks in the jade, breaking it into shimmering bluish-green shards. From the shattered rock, water droplets flew, dripping onto thin white clouds—like thousands of fine webs hanging down into the void.
And above the floating land, strange creatures roamed. Translucent winged spiders perched on the backs of tentacled tigers. A silver-furred dog barked, its body shimmering, chasing a wolf-sized rat that leaped past a land shark—a red-eyed shark that ran rather than swam, its mouth gaping, serrated teeth tearing at the wet ground.
This appeared to be the lair of the magma giants. Besides the group that had come specifically to hunt Lance, several other magma giants roamed the floating island, hunting strange beasts that lurked in the heat haze.
Some of the magma giants had just returned, carrying their "trophies" on their shoulders—smoking animal carcasses still dripping black blood—and landed with a heavy thud on the coal-coated ground, on the backs of magma flying dragons that billowed steam from their scales.
Suddenly, the giant leader's ears caught a loud, unfamiliar, and far too casual voice for a place like this. "Wow, what a great place."
And before the giant could turn his massive body, the voice continued in a casual tone, as if shooing away the owner of the house: "Alright, this place is officially mine. From now on, you guys get out of my way."
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"Bankai: Tenchi Kairin!"
Black spirits fell from the sky like an eternal waterfall—roaring furiously, undulating as if dancing in the air, enveloping the floating island like a thick mist containing gleaming black pearls. In an instant, the energy fused with every corner of space, engulfing the boundary between sky and land.
The power of Bankai: Tenchi Kairin allowed Lance to grasp every curve of this space more quickly—as if melding with the pulse of the world itself.
At the same time, Lance slowly walked toward the magma giant—his steps calm, yet filled with an invisible pressure—and pointed his Zanpakutō into the air, his gesture like a rude question: "Hey, where's your esteemed witch queen?"
Okay... If Morgan Le Fay really was here, then the only smart move would be to open a portal at lightning speed, escape with a fake laugh, and then drag the Sorcerer Supreme to deal with the mess Lance had just created.
"Cunning witch!!" The male leader of the magma race stared at the empty cord—the remains of a necklace that might have once belonged to something important—then raised his glowing lava-red spear, his eyes blazing with fiery fury.
The magma dragon that had just landed clawed at the ground with its incandescent red claws, but before it could catch its breath, the magma giant thrust it forward—and with a deafening roar, it shot skyward again like an organic missile.
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