The undulating walls either grew arms or swords that all pointed at the helpless Valentina below, whose ring wasn't yet fully engraved with Magic and could only use the Fire Pistol for temporary defense.
Fisher turned his head to glance at the space below, his excellent eyesight piercing through hundreds of meters and precisely locking onto the frantic Valentina clutching the arms of her wheelchair. He hesitated no longer; the Fluid Sword in his hand fiercely pointed at the two Slimes in front of him. The flowing blade completely enveloped the two in front of him, and he also looked upwards, shouting,
"Stop, or your two daughters will die by my hands."
"Haha, those two losers, kill them if you want; they are yours... All I want is the valuable Ice!"
Fisher slightly raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and looked at the two pitiful Slimes tied up by him. The Slime, called "Coria" and the sister of the Slime species, couldn't hold back and shouted towards above,
