One Piece: Wild Hunt - Chapter 84: Attrition

Instead of the domineering man with broad shoulders, muscular arms, and a thick neck, what emerged from the light produced by Crocodile’s transformation was a tall, fairly attractive, and fierce-looking woman. This wasn’t too surprising, as Thomas was well aware of the theory concerning Crocodile’s gender, but her attire caught him completely by surprise…

In place of a formal outfit that made him look like a crime boss, Crocodile was wearing a scant white garb that could easily qualify as an expensive, high-fashion bikini. It exposed her arms, legs, abdomen, and much of her back. However, rather than focusing on her figure, Thomas focused on her Egyptian-themed accessories and the rabbit-like ears protruding from the top of her head…

As there weren’t too many Egyptian Heroic Spirits, Thomas immediately recognized the card Crocodile had installed, muttering, “Nitocris…” in a low, severe tone.

While her obsidian-black staff, bearing the visage of Horus, hovered next to her, Crocodile took a moment to comb back her dark purple hair as she remarked, “As I suspected. You’re no ordinary Install Card user. No one in this world should know the identity of Nitocris, yet you were able to-”

Interrupting Crocodile’s monologue, Caenis charged forward with her spear in hand, shouting, “You talk too much…!” as she thrust forward to skewer the purple-haired Divine Spirit through the abdomen. Instead, just as before, her attack was stopped by a wall of sand, this time possessing a blackened quality.

While exuding arrogance from every pore of her being, Crocodile exhaled a slow kuahahaha-style laugh before asserting, “It’s futile. While this form weakens me physically, it grants me the blessings of Mana and drastically strengthens my Logia abilities. And that’s not all…”

Grabbing her staff, Crocodile tapped the end, resembling a tuning fork, against the ground. As she did, a circle of white light emanated from the point of contact, spreading several hundred meters before an Egyptian-style Temple emerged behind her.

Narrowing her eyes, Crocodile remarked, “As I suspected. While this place is isolated from the outside world, it grants no ‘authority’ to the user. Now, experience the wrath of a God…!”

Pointing her staff forward, Crocodile generated a tremendous volume of blackened sand to try and envelop both Caenis and Thomas like a wave. As the wave advanced, innumerable scarabs emerged from within, flying into the sky to cut off the aerial escape route.

Undaunted by the advancing wave, Caenis’s eyes glowed red, a bestial cry emanating from her throat as she swung her spear with enough speed and strength to distort the space around it. Her attack created a large gap in the encroaching sand, but the moment she charged through it, a group of mummified soldiers blocked her path. They were individually weak, but even when she cut them down, they rapidly regenerated to try and swarm around her.

Though he was confident that Caenis would emerge the victor, especially in a war of attrition, Thomas raised his right hand, shouting, “Advance…!” as one of his Command Spells burned away. At the same time, a powerful pulse of Magical Energy erupted from Caenis’s body, creating an opening that allowed her to charge toward Crocodile with murderous intent.

Speaking a language that caused Thomas to feel disoriented just hearing it, Crocodile generated what he recognized as the Eyes of Ra and Horus above her, shimmering with golden light. From the Eye of Ra, a laser-like beam of light shot out, intercepting and pushing Caenis away. The heat it produced caused the surrounding swords and terrain to immediately melt, but it also appeared to drain Crocodile’s reserves immensely as she could only sustain it for a few seconds before stopping. Afterward, sweat could be seen covering her body as her chest heaved.

Seeing the veritable lake of magma her attack had produced, a smile developed across Crocodile’s face as she asserted, “Nothing can oppose the power of the Sun…”

Directing her attention to Thomas, Crocodile was about to capture him with her sand when a nearly naked figure leaped from the pool of magma, shouting, “You’re so fucking dead…!”

“Imposs-”

Before Crocodile could finish her befuddled utterance, Caenis punched through the barrier surrounding her body and landed a heavy blow on her face. Crocodile scattered immediately, leaving behind countless scarabs to try and drain Ceanis’s vitality, but the latter simply ignored them as she charged forward like an enraged beast.

Taking to the sky, Crocodile reformed long enough to shout, “Just what are you!?” in an irate, disbelieving tone. She no longer had the memories and intuition of Hector, so Caenis’s origin and abilities were completely unknown to her.

Grinning like a demon, Caenis replied, “I’m your worst fucking nightmare!” before leaping into the sky in pursuit of the panicking warlord.

Demonstrating the power of the Caster Class, Crocodile teleported away from Caenis, fleeing to the safety of her Temple. Her power was strongest

within, so she planned to lure Caenis and Thomas inside before turning it into their tomb.

“You fucking coward!” shouted Caenis, unable to sense where Crocodile had disappeared to. Her intuition, however, told her it was the massive Temple a few hundred meters away, prompting her to manifest her spear and charge toward it with the intent to level the entire complex.

As Caenis neared the Temple, the enormous statues depicting various Egyptian Gods came to life, swinging their colossal weapons to bar her passage. Their attacks were capable of fracturing the ground and causing explosions of dust and debris, but Caenis charged through them, quite literally leaping at one of the stone giants’ chests and punching through it as a bloody aura began to surge from her body.

Leaping from her first victim’s chest cavity, Caenis grabbed the head of a giant depicting the God Anubis, tearing off its head before hurling it like a meteor at the entrance to the Temple. A winged statue depicting the God Horus intercepted the meteor, blocking with its back and wings, but that left it open to Caenis’s follow-up attack, the bronze-skinned woman landing on its back before tearing away its wings with a thunderous cry.

Before the Horus statue could try and dislodge Caenis from its back, the latter exhibited her remarkable flexibility by raising her right leg nearly 180 degrees, bringing her foot over her head. Then, with a speed that caused a black trail in its wake, she slammed her foot down on the statue’s back, causing its entire upper body to explode into countless fragments.

“Weak, weak, weak…!” shouted Caenis, her eyes glowing crimson. She had yet to succumb to her EX-Ranked Madness Enhancement, but she was getting dangerously close, teetering over the edge of a murderous rampage. The only thing that prevented her from doing so was Thomas’s presence. She refused to consider them close, but, if nothing else, she didn’t want him dead…

Exhaling a cloud of steam, Caenis forced herself to calm down as she dealt with the remaining statues. Crocodile fleeing to the Temple actually worked in their favor, as, unlike them, the purple-haired woman had a time limit to her transformation. This duration decreased as she used powerful spells, so they really only needed to bide their time. Once her Install Card wore off, Crocodile’s only options were surrender or death.

Confident in her assertions, Caenis broke through the encirclement of scarabs to find Thomas hovering high in the sky, shrouded by blue flames that burned anything that tried to get near him. When their gazes met, he immediately descended to the ground, allowing Caenis to charge over to his side, saying, “This bitch wants to play hide-and-seek? Let’s see how long her patience lasts.”

Without waiting for Thomas to respond, Caenis grabbed and tossed him over her shoulder before taking off like a rocket. The scarabs and black sand attempted to pursue them, but their speed was nothing compared to Caenis’s. It only took her a few seconds to get out of their range, forcing Crocodile to come to them if she wanted to continue the battle.

In preparation for this inevitability, Caenis returned Thomas to his feet before saying, “Take off your pants,” in a no-nonsense, almost threatening tone. She still had Mana to spare, but it was always better to have ‘more’ in a battle of attrition.

Understanding Caenis’s intent, a wry smile developed across Thomas’s face. Despite this, he only hesitated briefly before removing his belt and allowing his trousers to fall. The moment they did so, Caenis dropped to her knees, grabbing his temporarily flaccid cock and breathing life into it by drawing it into her mouth. With the amount of suction she produced, blood was literally forced into his shaft, making him painfully erect as she slowly retracted her lips.

As she had just emerged from a battle, Caenis was sopping wet when she removed her tattered black panties. Thus, after pushing Thomas over, she impaled herself atop his cock in a single go, a rare, throaty moan escaping her throat as she placed her hands on his chest, practically holding him down as she began moving her hips vigorously. Now wasn’t the time for games, so she intended to make Thomas cum quickly and as many times as possible.

To escape the feeling of being one-sidedly assaulted, Thomas grabbed Ceanis’s ass and began bucking his hips like a wild beast. The situation felt incredibly surreal, but he knew what he was getting himself into when he asked Caenis for assistance with Alabasta. After all, for her to manifest and sustain a raincloud capable of covering such a large island, he would need to ‘replenish’ her Mana every 2-3 hours, if not more frequently.

Spurred by Thomas’s ‘ferocity,’ Caenis began tearing away the red and black fabric covering his body. In response, Thomas attempted to do the same with the remnant of her armor, but his Strength was nowhere near enough to perform such a feat. Fortunately, once she was done ‘disrobing’ him, Caenis allowed her armor and bodysuit to dissipate as she said, “You need to get stronger…”

Without waiting for Thomas’s response, Caenis surprised him by leaning forward to kiss his lips. She rarely allowed him to kiss her, to the point he could count the number of times on a single hand, so he never expected her to be the one to kiss him. At the same time, she clamped down on his dick so hard that he felt like the suction of her pussy was trying to use his urethra as a straw to drain his balls.

Though he usually tried to endure for as long as possible, Thomas didn’t hesitate to let out one of the thickest and most voluminous loads of his entire life. The moment he did so, Caenis’s body shuddered violently, her lips parting from his to form a smile as she teased, “Looks like I’m not the only one who’s excited by battle and bloodshed…”

Returning a smile of his own, Thomas gave Caenis a ‘very’ light smack on her bottom as he retorted, “As exciting as those things are, I only have a single thing on my mind right now…”

Understanding that Thomas was referring to her, Caenis’s expression soured, accompanied by the sudden urge to punch him. Instead, she grabbed the sides of his face, stating, “You really know how to piss me off…” before leaning forward to seal his lips…

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Though she was unaware of what Thomas and Caenis were doing, Crocodile trembled with rage atop her Horus-themed throne. She had been planning to make the duo despair by luring them into her domain. Instead, they immediately ran off, undoubtedly with the intent to exhaust the remaining time of her Install Card.

Gritting her teeth loud enough to produce a crunching sound, Crocodile growled, “Those bastards…I swear, even if I fail today, I will eventually rise up and slaughter them both…”

Having formed her conviction, Crocodile rose from her throne before turning around and kneeling with her hands together. She still had one more card up her sleeve, but using it would exhaust both her stamina and the Mana within her Install Card. She was planning to save it for the very last moment, but now that Thomas and Caenis had ‘run away,’ she had no choice but to utilize her Anti-Army Noble Phantasm, Anpu Neb Ta Djeser…

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