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Chapter 482: Cut the body with a knife, cut the soul with a heart
"The enemy is shameful, I'll go and strip him naked!"

Although the Flame Haze chose to cease being human early on, they still exist within human society and have not lost their sense of shame during their long combat careers. Therefore, the loss of combat consciousness is particularly damaging to them, making it exceptionally effective.

With a single strike, 99% of the Flame Haze warriors were rendered unable to fight and could not recover.

Even that old lady Zoffy, nicknamed "Captain Flamehead," was the same... The scene was too terrible, no wonder Shana had to flee the scene immediately.

If she stayed any longer, she feared that she would be expelled from the ranks of the Flame Haze by the Four Earth Gods because her left foot would step into the outer world first.

Among the Crimson Denizens, the higher the level of existence, the more human-like they become, and they follow in the footsteps of the Flame Haze. As for the lower-level, inhuman beings, those with feathers become bald, those with armor break their shells and armor, and even the naked alien monsters all lose a layer of skin.

Flames of various colors emerged from the hundreds of people at the masquerade ball, used to repair their bodies.

In comparison, the Flame Haze soldiers suffered less damage, but it's unclear whether they can accept this outcome...

At this moment, all fighting spirit, killing intent, hatred, and resentment...

Everything vanished like smoke, leaving only a deep sense of awe and fear towards the girl who wielded the scissors, a feeling so strong that one wished they could run away immediately.

After all, if he was killed by the Crimson World Demon King, at least he could say that he sacrificed himself heroically. If he continued to stay in such a humiliating way, his lifelong reputation would be ruined.

Even Xiu Denan, the "Thousand Transformations," after catching his breath several times, secretly put down the "Ruyi Divine Iron" in his hand. If he were to face off against Tsumugi Ryuko head-on and have another head-on clash, the only thing he would have left on his body would probably be his weapon.

Now, he somewhat understood what his alliance leader meant before—"Go and taste the bitterness of defeat, understand the feeling of being crushed..."

In other words, those who are not afraid of death should go ahead and fight, but if you still cherish your life, have unfulfilled desires, and do not want to end your existence in vain, then you should be patient and not clash with the Flame Haze.

If it weren't for the deliberate actions of one side, the two, who should have encountered each other very infrequently, would have engaged in intermittent conflicts in a very short period of time, all ultimately leading to this outcome—it seems that this result was deliberately planned by the united God of Punishment and the God of Creation...

To be honest, it was fortunate that this time it was "Thousand Changes" leading the team, not "The Unreasonable Judge" Bellpeor or "The Throne of the Top" Hecate, otherwise he would have really had to commit seppuku to atone for his sins.

With a single snip, a thousand men ceased their fighting.

If they can be turned into this so easily, then taking their lives should be even simpler and more brutal.

Such a level of exertion, such a terrifying technique, without even using the Free Method—it was simply unheard of. Moreover, even more terrifying than Ryuko's power was something else entirely—

"Wow, I don't want to see!"

"If they see me, it would be worse than death!"

Cries of grief were heard everywhere.

After everyone recovered from the shock of being forced to shed their skin, the atmosphere within the sealed area became somewhat subtle—

Some Flame Haze warriors and Crimson Denizens with excessive pride wished they could gouge out or blind each other, rather than see each other's miserable state.

The turmoil that drew Flame Haze and Crimson Denizens into the conflict, causing chaos and ultimately converging the conflict into a single point—the "Vortex of Struggle"—was abruptly halted by this very situation, a truly dramatic turn of events.

"cough…"

Alastor coughed awkwardly. He had initially expressed strong opposition, after all, many of the Flame Haze soldiers had fought alongside the previous generation of "Flame-Haired Burning-Eyed Slayers" in the great war, and it was hard to bear turning them into this...

However, precisely because they were comrades-in-arms, he knew even better that these Flame Haze warriors were stubborn and incorrigible, and death could not stop their determination to perish together with the enemy. Only a method more terrifying and inhuman than death could be used.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle..."

Ryuko, like a great demon king who had insulted all her challengers, stood with her hands on her hips and laughed arrogantly. Her move, if not invincible, was certainly unparalleled in the world.

The loss of military strength is a ruthless tactic.

From this moment on, her reputation as the "Emperor Slayer" will undoubtedly spread at an unimaginable speed in both the Crimson World and the mortal world, and her legendary status will soar to surpass even that of the Crimson World Demon King.

He could easily outshine that Jagi.

Of course, in order to move around in the sealed-off area, Ryuko Matoi used the same method as Methyl had used before—so she was the first to notice the call for help.

"What? He can't handle it again? There's just no way to deal with him... Shana! Stop hiding! Check the message!"

Ryuko shook her head helplessly while calling out the name of her companion hidden behind her.

"There is a flaw!"

Just as Ryuko's attention shifted, a deadly glint of light, concealed to the extreme, pierced through her blind spot like a venomous snake, aiming for her chest, where a crimson flame blazed fiercely.

"Ding!"

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and a somewhat illusory figure appeared from the void.

There stood a man whose face was completely covered by an extremely long scarf, and in his hand he held a gleaming short knife, which pierced directly into the chest of the man who had been stabbing the man.

—“Bad Blade” Sabrac!
A renowned assassin in the Crimson World, he excels in stealth and surprise attacks. He possesses exceptional defensive capabilities and typically relentlessly pursues his injured opponent until they are completely drained of their life force.

Sabrac's most prized skill, "Stigmata," is capable of preventing Flame Haze from healing their wounds and further aggravating them. Strike this vital spot, and it will be fatal to both Flame Haze and Crimson Denizens.

But just as the blade touched his body, Sabrac felt his wrist jerk. The tip of the blade seemed to have hit an unshakeable mountain, unable to advance an inch. Then, the entire short sword shattered under the pressure.

"you…"

Only a pair of gleaming eyes were visible on the face hidden by the scarf, and at this moment, those eyes were filled with disbelief—

"Bad Blade" Sabrak was certain he hadn't misread it...

The girl in the black sailor uniform had a monster-eye-like pattern on her thin uniform wink at him mischievously, and one could even see an extremely human-like mockery in it.

Then, the fibers on that sailor uniform suddenly became incredibly hard, many times stronger than the hardest armor he had ever cut. When he stabbed it, sparks flew from the friction.

Not only that, even the knife shattered from the shockwave.

What kind of treasure is this? Its defensive power is so strong!

Could it be this girl's magical artifact?
Sabrak's guess was not wrong in a sense. "Divine Blood" also possessed self-awareness. Even if Ryuko was careless, Blood would not let his guard down and could even defend itself, making it even more powerful than a divine artifact. It was equivalent to a martial arts remnant that was activated at all times, a natural counter to assassins.

"Just escaped a close call? What a lucky guy..."

Ryuko gave the uninvited "assassin" a creepy grin. The girl with dyed hair, who looked like a terrifying ghost, gripped the scissors tightly in her hand. Sabrak suddenly felt a chill in his heart, as if something extremely bad was about to happen.

"Hey, now you're in for a rough time."

Ryuko began to exude a fierce sense of pressure, while the sense of crisis that Sabrak sensed was also rising rapidly!
"Wasn't that your full strength just now?!"

The two eyes of the grotesque blade were reduced to the size of mung beans in terror. In the instant it was enveloped in murderous intent, a crimson pair of scissors, radiating a chilling aura capable of slicing through everything, rushed towards it. In that intense flash of light, the earth trembled, and the air was shattered, as if even the seal was about to be cut in two.

"All out? What are you mumbling about?"

"I'll kill you right now!"

How could she possibly go all out against an opponent of this caliber? You have to understand, Ryuko isn't even in her human-clothes-as-one state right now; she's only used about 50% of her strength from beginning to end.

When I first saw the Sacrificial Serpent, a super-powerful life-dimensional fusion entity, I was utterly startled.

Then, in Yuji Sakai's mind, the Serpent of the Festival described Ryuko Matoi in this way: "She can kill all the Flame Haze warriors except for the God of Punishment in just one minute... The Crimson Denizens are the same..."

Putting everything else aside, this guy's performance is so strong that it completely surpasses all the life forms the Ritual Serpent has seen in the past few thousand years, including those ancient Crimson World Demon Lords who have been famous for a long time—its sheer performance is something that even the Great Freedom Magic that covers an entire city cannot match.

Perhaps only the true form of the Ritual Serpent, having escaped from the interdimensional gap between worlds, could rival this girl.

The only thing limiting Ryuko's speed in attacking is that the targets are too spread out, making it too slow to find a target...

Therefore, the serpent of the festival entrusted the important task of mediating disputes to Ryuko, one could say that it was only worried that she might accidentally use too much force and wipe out everyone.

And Sabrak, who chose her as his assassination target, was truly—

"You're courting death!"

Roaring and exploding storms surged in all directions.

Sabrac shot out like an arrow and retreated rapidly. His speed was comparable to that of a bullet, a speed that most Flame Haze warriors could not react to. However, Ryuko Matoi's speed in swinging her scissors was enough to crush him!
The overwhelming force, capable of causing an earthquake in the modern world, shaking, trembling, and even tearing apart the entire city of Misaki, is descending rapidly with an unstoppable momentum, seemingly slow but actually swift.

"Nani?!"

Is this really the Flame Haze he knows? There's absolutely no skill involved, just invincible stats—fast speed, high attack, and defense that's despair-inducing…

After a deafening roar, the entire battlefield fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to the very center of the battlefield—

Sabrak has disappeared.

The ground also disappeared.

Under that earth-shattering, domineering strike, the ground was shaving away layer after layer, revealing a deep, abyss-like gash that seemed to have completely cleaved the earth in two.

What was exposed to everyone's view was a mud-like creature composed of dark red flames, constantly surging in the imperceptible underground. Its size was so large that it could not be seen at a glance and had to be measured in kilometers—this was the real "Bad Blade" Sabrac, his true form as a top-level Crimson World Demon Lord.

The powerful "assassin" who had buried many Flame Haze warriors was merely a disguise.

However, this being, which was as large as a town, had a shocking, spherical, muddy body with a knife wound that almost cleaved it in two from top to bottom. Sabrac was writhing in pain, and crimson flames shot out from the wound as it tried to repair itself.

No one doubted that if a mountain had been struck by that attack, it would have been cleaved in two. The fact that Sabrak was still able to struggle with such vigor was definitely because this seemingly fierce girl had held back.

Commander Yantou, Zoffy, watched all this with bitterness, a sense of powerlessness suddenly rising in her heart. This level of combat power even exceeded her imagination.

Flame Haze warriors and Crimson World Apostles alike felt a chill run down their spines, utterly despairing, and utterly unable to muster the will to resist; the flames of fighting spirit within their souls were extinguished.

How could such a terrifying existence exist in this world? Is this really life that Earth can sustain?
This is precisely the case: the knife severs the flesh, and the heart severs the soul.

"Generally speaking, Flame Haze warriors, who serve as tools of annihilation, are born into this world out of hatred for the 'Angels.'"

The voice of the God of Heavenly Punishment suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

"It means that after annihilating their enemies, that is, 'us' Flame Haze warriors, and gaining a sense of satisfaction, they either disappear without a trace like withered trees, or they find more hatred, a sense of mission, and other reasons to continue living their lives as tools of annihilation. There are only these two choices."

A handsome young man dressed in brown armor slowly appeared from within the sealed area and spoke in a declarative tone, revealing himself to be the agent of the Creator God.

Compared to claims like "manipulating the world's existence with one's own power," "bringing immense chaos and turmoil to the world," or "posing a danger of destruction"...

This is the true paradise of the Angels—an existence with infinite power that fills the "Nothingness Realm," which is why the Flame Haze consider it the real reason why it should not exist in the world!
They were afraid of losing the fight, of losing their reason for being.

Before the Flame Haze warriors could react, the voices of the Serpent of Ritual and the God of Divine Punishment rang out simultaneously.

"In Paradise, a law will be enshrined that forbids cannibalism, so that the apostles will never again harm or distort the world..."

"How come... I've never heard of such a thing before!"

This time, it was the Red World's side that started making a fuss. They had no idea there would be such a decree before, and they were restless, astonished, and even had a hidden dissatisfaction.

"Shut up, all of you!"

Her gorgeous, straight, jet-black hair, without being deliberately emphasized, depicts a slender and petite body with smooth lines, giving all viewers a strong and refreshing impression. Her face, which combines innocence and beauty, is undoubtedly that of a fiery-haired, scorching conqueror.

Shana finally appeared, standing side by side with Ryuko Matoi. She shook the "Nie-dono Shana" in her hand, pointing it at the terrifying knife mark on the ground, and her clear and loud voice rang out.

"If you don't want things to turn out this way, then you'd better accept it! I don't have time for you right now!"

Ryuko Matoi, standing to the side, raised her scissors, her eyes flashing with a fierce light, and viciously threatened the thousands of people.

"Hey, anyone who's not happy, come and fight me first."

(End of this chapter)