My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 291: Inevitable Encounter Part 1

Asher’s golden eyes locked onto her, filled with contempt and resentment.

His wings spread wide, streaks of three-colored lightning arcing from his body as raw energy crackled around him.

Opposite him, she hovered in the air as if standing on an invisible platform, her nine tails swaying like flowing ribbons.

Kitsune tilted her head slightly, a playful smile tugging at her lips.

"You look at me like I stole something precious from you," she mused. "But I don’t recall ever crossing you. So tell me, dragon—what sin have I committed?"

Asher’s jaw clenched, a low growl rising in his throat. "I’ll tell you after you’re begging for mercy."

Kitsune’s playful demeanor faded, her expression turning more serious. "I’m so unlucky... it seems I’m being hunted by a ruthless man."

SWOOOOSH!

Asher vanished, determined to neutralize her as quickly as possible.

But midway through his teleportation, something interfered, forcing him to stop abruptly.

As he came to a halt, glowing orbs already surrounded him.

He could tell it was powerful, but it was too late. The golden orb detonated, unleashing a blinding explosion right at point-blank range.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

Flashes of light erupted across the domain, engulfing everything in a brilliant white glow. For the next ten seconds, everyone was left blinded.

When the brightness fully cleared, Asher remained in the air, unharmed.

A golden shield with a hexagonal surface pattern surrounded him, its surface pulsing with energy.

It was a smaller version of the barrier he used in the tower during his battle with Zagan.

Kitsune glared slightly. The golden light surrounding Asher resembled that of the angel she was in contact with, but it lacked divinity.

It was merely light in nature. She knew this because she wielded the real thing.

SWOOOOSH!

He moved again, but this time, instead of teleporting, he relied on his speed to reach her.

Kitsune reacted fast. In a fraction of a second, she turned into light just as his fist tore through the space where her head had been.

BOOOOM!

The shockwave ripped through the air, sending cracks of lightning in all directions. A fist size gaping hole formed in the domain, but it repaired itself within seconds.

Still, the damage made one thing clear—one direct hit from him would be fatal.

Realizing this, Kitsune quickly changed tactics. She couldn’t afford to face someone like him in close combat.

With a flick of her tails, she summoned another volley of light beams.

This time, they didn’t fire in a straight line—they curved, homing in on him.

Asher twisted his body midair, barely slipping past a beam that burned through the space he occupied a split second ago.

The sheer force of it warped the air, leaving behind a rippling distortion. Heat scraped against his skin, stinging like a searing blade.

Each dodge became more precise, his reflexes pushed to the limit as the beams curved unpredictably, chasing him like guided missiles.

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But he couldn’t stay on the defensive forever.

He charged at her, sending her own lightning back at her, forcing her to dodge.

They continued this exchange, moving at blistering speed.

The intensity of their battle was on another level.

Hisame let out a weak laugh, realizing how foolish it was to think she ever stood a chance against the nine tailed fox.

They might all be called generals, but she stood above them. If she wanted to, she could wipe them all out on her own.

’How did she become this strong…? And what is this golden light? I don’t remember her having this ability before.’

She was completely baffled by Kitsune’s performance.

However, Lucy had a theory. Kitsune was working with that angel, so it was possible she gained some kind of benefit—this ability might be one of them.

SWOOOOSH!

Asher shot upward again, twisting through the barrage.

Light scorched past him, missing by inches. He spun midair, wings slicing the wind, and changing direction—this time above her.

He struck. A blazing claw wreathed in golden lightning aimed for her skull.

But again, she turned to light, slipping through his grasp.

SWOOOOSH!

He repeated the same tactic. At first, it seemed useless, but he persisted, weaving together long-range and close-range attacks.

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Kitsune’s body shimmered—then split.

One became two. Two became four. Four became nine.

Each clone had only one tail, and they scattered in the air like flock of birds.

"Now," they all spoke in unison, their voices like a haunting melody, "let’s even the odds."

Beams of light rained down from all directions, making it even harder for him to evade.

What was worse was that the beams could change trajectory.

In the end, he summoned another hexagonal barrier, but instead of forming a shield around himself, he shattered it into separate pieces, turning them into floating drones that deflected the beams back at her clones.

More light filled the air, streaking in every direction until the entire sky looked like a chaotic laser dance floor.

Strangely, the sizzling beams and the crackling of his lightning almost sounded like a beatbox track.

But no one had the time to appreciate it—they were too busy watching in awe, their jaws dropping at the sheer display of power.

"Aren’t you getting a little carried away? How about we talk instead? At this rate, we’re just wasting energy—we’re nearly equal in strength." Kitsunes spoke in unison.

There was a brief pause between the two as she waited for his response.

"Equal in strength?" Asher let out a laugh.

He wasn’t the type to be overbearing and arrogant in battle, but right now, he was barely holding back his anger.

Kitsune’s clones, sensing the changed in his mood, instinctively stepped back before he even spoke.

"You think we’re equal?" His voice turned colder, and the arcs of lightning around him died down.

In their place came an eerie stillness—like the silence before a storm.

Everyone felt it—something big was coming.