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Chapter 156, 155: Beating Up the Emperor

The deafening explosion seemed to be a signal, completely shattering the false tranquility over the northern district.

However, what was even more chilling than the sound of the explosion was the maniacal laughter that followed.

With her blood-red hair and tall, slender figure, "Empress of Slaughter" Valetta Greider stood proudly in the middle of the street, holding the Orichalcum Longsword she had prepared specifically for this day.

Beneath her leather boots, an orc civilian who couldn't escape in time was cleaved in two from head to crotch!

Internal organs and blood were splattered all over the ground, and a strong smell of rust instantly filled the air.

"Hahaha! This is so lively! Such a fun party, and they didn't even invite the Dark Faction?"

Valeta stuck out her tongue, licking the still-warm blood splattered on the corner of her mouth, a twisted sense of satisfaction on her face, as if savoring fine wine. "How infuriating—since you didn't invite me, I'll just have to come uninvited and have some fun myself!"

"Let me contribute the finest 'Crimson Fruit' to this charity meal!"

Her words were like poisoned ice picks, piercing the hearts of everyone who heard them.

"Lady Valetta! What are you doing! Acting without authorization is truly—"

A male member of the dark faction beside her, pale-faced, tried to step forward to dissuade her, his voice trembling with fear.

That wasn't the original plan!

The investigation is not yet complete, and the locations of those clans' strongholds have not been fully ascertained. It's too early to launch a large-scale operation now!

We should first—

"So verbose!"

A flash of extreme impatience crossed Valeta's face, and she didn't even let her subordinate finish speaking.

With a flick of the wrist!

The blade flashed like lightning!

The dissuader's head flew high into the air, his face frozen in astonishment and bewilderment.

"Hmph, trash should act like trash. Don't interfere with my enjoyment!"

Valetta spat dismissively, then raised her blood-stained longsword and roared at her trembling subordinates behind her, "What are you all standing there for?! Kill them!"

"Use magic! Use weapons! Use magic swords! Use bombs! Turn this place into hell! Let these hypocrites know the consequences of offending us!"

Forced by her tyranny, the members of the dark faction, though terrified, had no choice but to carry out her orders.

In an instant, fireballs, wind blades, and other magical attacks rained down on the panicked crowd and fragile buildings!

The powerful magic sword was activated, unleashing a devastating beam of light! Pre-hidden explosives were detonated one after another!

Unarmed civilians were struck down by magic in their desperate escape, their limbs and bodies scattered everywhere, turning the once peaceful streets into a scene of carnage in an instant!

Several low-level adventurers nearby, their eyes wide with fury, rushed forward to try and stop them.

"Demon! Stop!"

However, the gap in strength is hopeless.

Valetta didn't even use her full strength; she simply flicked her wrist a few times as if brushing off dust.

A flash of light appeared.

The adventurers who had charged forward together fell like cut straw. Blood gushed from their necks and chests, not even slowing her down for a moment.

"Tch, boring! Killing you small fry is easier than stepping on an ant!"

Valetta laughed maniacally as she stomped on the head of an adventurer who was lying on the ground groaning, splattering red and white matter everywhere.

She reveled in the thrill of having complete control over life and death; the loss of each life only fueled the wild beast within her.

Just then, a subordinate scrambled to her side in a panic, his voice almost cracking with undisguised terror: "Lady Valeta! Something terrible has happened! The Astrea Familia is on its way! And—that man is here too!"

"What?!"

This news was like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, instantly extinguishing most of Valetta's bloodlust.

Why so fast?

A fear that came from instinct, almost etched into the depths of her soul, sent chills down her spine, and she almost turned and ran away immediately.

But the next second, she gripped the indestructible [Orichalcum Longsword] in her hand, feeling the [Thunder Essence Cloak] on her body.

A faint magical fluctuation was detected—

Greed and wishful thinking overcame fear.

He's just a level 4 brat—he only killed Simon with some weird magic—I have orogeny weapons now, and a specially prepared lightning-proof cloak—what's there to be afraid of!

She forced herself to stay upright, but the hint of panic deep in her eyes couldn't be completely hidden.

Just to be on the safe side, she snatched the entire bunch of magic swords from her subordinate and roughly stuffed them into her sturdy personal bag.

If we can't win, we'll use these to blast our way out! At worst, we'll be seriously injured, but we won't die!

She thought fiercely, trying to dispel the growing unease in her heart in this way.

However, when the dark figure in the distance actually came into view, all of Valeta's mental preparations collapsed instantly.

That's not a speed that humans should have!

Almost at the same time the sound came, the shadow had already enveloped her!

There was no roar, no declaration of war, only a cold, pure killing intent that could freeze the soul!

It gripped her throat as if it were a physical object!

'Too fast!'

Valetta's pupils shrank to pinpoints. Her brain had no time to think; her instincts, honed through years of fighting, drove her body!

She let out a near-desperate scream, channeling all her strength into the supposedly indestructible orogen longsword, and slashed fiercely at the dark figure!

This is her ultimate strike, a culmination of all her skills as a top-tier Lv5 adventurer!

"Die—!"

She even fantasized about hearing the pleasant sound of a blade tearing through flesh and splitting bones.

But the next moment—

Clang!

A very brief, abnormally sharp sound of metal tearing apart rang out.

The expected violent collision did not occur; instead, what came through the blade was a light, chilling sensation of "severance."

It was as if she had struck not a physical entity with all her might, but an invisible yet extremely sharp boundary.

The precious blade, crafted from orogen copper, is as fragile as butter under a hot dinner knife when faced with this boundary.

"Ugh—ah!!"

Valetta was sent flying backward with incomprehensible force, as if she had been hit head-on by an invisible battering ram!

She crashed through two thick walls in succession, and rubble and bricks fell like raindrops before she was finally buried in a pile of ruins!

"puff--!"

Her internal organs felt as if they had been shattered. Valetta coughed up a mouthful of bright red blood, her vision blurred and everything turned crimson. Every bone in her body seemed to be screaming in agony.

She struggled, and with her only still-movable, trembling hand, she lifted the orogen longsword from the rubble.

The blade broke cleanly in the middle.

The cross-section was as smooth as a mirror, clearly reflecting her face, which was distorted and deformed by extreme horror.

"Orichalco—broken? Hit—by?"

Are you kidding me?!

My thoughts completely stalled.

This was beyond her comprehension, shattering all her reliance and illusions.

What level difference, what attribute advantage, what equipment superiority or inferiority!

Faced with such absolute and unreasonable power, everything becomes a laughable act of self-deception.

A chilling despair, like the ocean waters of an abyss, instantly engulfed her heart and soul.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

As the black-clad figure, broadsword in hand, walked steadily step by step—

Valette's breathing almost stopped—

monster--

This is an invincible monster!

At this moment, all of Valetta's arrogance, bloodlust, and cruelty were utterly crushed.

All that remains is the most primal, naked fear of facing a higher predator.

She looked at Gu Yuan, and almost without thinking, she stumbled and crawled away, enduring the pain, and turned to run away!