I am a female swordsman.

To be precise, [Da Qian] voluntarily gave up, in exchange for Huang Quan not revealing certain things to Lian, as that would affect the future path of this precious variable. In this trial, Lian didn't even grasp the essence of the problem and was easily defeated by Huang Quan.

The external armor of the forged weapon collapsed instantly.

The silent disintegration of Titan's body should have released high-energy rays powerful enough to flatten space, but with Huang Quan's slight raising of his hand once more, the cornerstone of physics—the undecayed protons—caused a world-shaking change. The rays were extinguished at their source, and as Lian remained puzzled, the teleportation beam crashed down.

Chapter 129 Who am I?

"This stage is over."

He detachedly watched the reincarnated person being teleported away, but the information Huang Quan gleaned from her was far more than he could reveal. It wasn't a probing questioning within a single timeline, but a confrontation with no end in sight.

The endings of different storylines will naturally be different.

In the vast majority of cases, Huang Quan held an absolute advantage, suppressing Lian, even surpassing the power of the Gene Lock, which is considered the strongest in small-scale battles. With his Dreamlike Celestial Rank, he forcefully eliminated all the variables and possibilities, thus achieving the goal of killing Lian. Reaching that level of complete severance, even if [Da Qian] personally intervened, he might not be able to save Lian.

In that line, [Da Qian] conveyed a strange emotion.

It was probably anger.

As for the few timelines where the tide was turned, Huang Quan also saw various possibilities of his own defeat. From those few defeated timelines, Huang Quan saw something very interesting.

These are the things.

This made her think about how to fight against that ever-present, unending end. Omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent—the ultimate state is impossible; we can only say we are constantly approaching it. That future [He/She] hasn't truly reached that state yet; otherwise, if there were a chance to turn the tide in the Underworld, [He/She] should have descended directly.

Thinking about this...

As if to confirm Huang Quan's idea, just as this thought arose in her mind, a white figure appeared eerily beneath the throne!

"Third-class underworld official, long time no see."

The figure blurred and shifted, finally settling on one image: handsome human features, slightly upturned thin lips, and a peculiar twisted quality that couldn't be concealed in his bones. He called out Huang Quan's name directly in a cheerful tone. To be honest, this person, who was so unexpected, seemed so natural.

Dr. Ziyasu.

He was wearing a white coat uniform from the CCG, with a scalpel between his fingers. He was clearly just an ordinary masochist, yet he caused Huang Quan's expression to change several times.

"Dr. Koyasu." Huang Quan was very surprised. Was the person in front of him the real Dr. Koyasu from the ghoul world, or was [the other] merely using Dr. Koyasu's image to descend? Of course, Huang Quan leaned towards the former, because the latter choice was, frankly speaking, meaningless; such a thing could be understood with a little thought.

"No, according to the CCG, I should now address you as Special Class Yomi. Following the White Day Garden's [Zero Squad], the strongest investigator of the Tokyo Ravens, the Bloodstained Sword Demon."

This should be because after Huang Quan left the ghoul world, her world evolved due to some arrangements she left behind.

"I really didn't expect that."

This man with a unique aura had taken the initiative to approach her and swear his loyalty. For Huang Quan, this was the perfect opportunity; his exaggerated performance was entirely natural, and even Huang Quan couldn't detect anything unusual about him. Or rather, Zi'an truly showed no abnormality at the time; to anyone else, he seemed perfectly normal.

"It's time to end this, Huang Quan, Special Grade."

"What? You who once pledged your allegiance to me, are you finally going to betray me now?"

"If there has never been loyalty, how can there be betrayal?"

With a normal smile, Zi'an crossed his arms. He took a step forward and appeared in front of Huang Quan on the throne. This action caused Huang Quan's indifferent expression to shift slightly. Although Dr. Zi'an was right there, Huang Quan lost the ability to observe him after he took that step.

You know perfectly well that he's there, but no matter what you do, you lose the ability to observe him.

This incomprehensible method caused Huang Quan's heart to churn.

"Who exactly are you?" Sensing the changes in her existence, Huang Quan couldn't help but ask the question that concerned her most. She had lost her memories from before her transmigration. Who exactly was she? Who was [the other person]? Her origins before transmigration were extremely important; they concerned the stability of her existence in higher dimensions.

"That's not important anymore. What's important is, who are you?"

Dr. Koyasu thus bypassed all defensive measures without hindrance. The numerous traps, defense matrices, energy spells, and even self-destruct measures that Yomi had deliberately set on the Throne from the Shinra Super Project had no effect whatsoever.

It failed inexplicably.

A hand grabbed Huang Quan's head and plunged it inside...!

………………

The moment Dr. Zian pressed down on his head, Huang Quan felt his vision flicker and he felt as if he were falling backward as if weightless.

When she came to her senses, she found herself on a bustling street, having traveled from the throne. The air was filled with a lively atmosphere mixed with a slight stench, and the faces of the people passing by all looked somewhat emaciated. Huang Quan was even more surprised to find herself looking much like them.

what happened?

Where was she just now? Huang Quan stared blankly around, feeling as if she had forgotten something important. This sense of disorientation was like being in a dream...

"Well!!"

Huang Quan, having been pushed by someone, fell to the ground, letting out a weak cry. She was very weak, no different from a normal teenage girl, and severely malnourished.

"Watch where you're going, you lowly bastard!"

The man who made the disdainful sound was dressed in gold and silver, exuding an air of nobility.

"What did you say?"

The still-childish voice carried a chilling undertone, and Huang Quan's eyes, suddenly pushed to the ground, were unusually cold, sending a shiver down the nobleman's spine. But soon, the humiliation of being offended by a commoner ignited his fury. This damned little beast! He had almost made him lose his noble composure in front of everyone!

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the nobleman glanced deeply at the woman, whose face was a mixture of confusion, indifference, and barely suppressed fear. In his heart, he had already sentenced this lowly commoner to death, only allowing her to linger on for a little longer.

'What am I doing?! I've actually offended a nobleman! I'm doomed!!'

Remembering that she was just a commoner at the very bottom of the slums, and how she had done such a rebellious thing in her sleep, she realized that offending a noble was a serious crime in the empire. Even if she were torn to pieces by dogs tonight, no one would care.

Her name is Huang Quan Wolf, and she is an ordinary commoner in the Delos Empire.

To fill their stomachs today, they had to scavenge for discarded, defective goods from the market in the central city before sunset, while also avoiding exploitation by slum gangs.

Is it really?

"Damn it, I haven't gotten anything out of my pocket yet today!"

Chapter 130 Altered

What is class?

The existence of social classes inherently divides people into different classes, and Huang Quan probably represents the lowest class in the Delos Empire. Lacking any special powers or a healthy body to change their fate, they live a humble and insignificant life, just like countless others struggling in the slums.

The last meal was barely enough to fill my stomach.

Where will we eat next?

As darkness fell, the people on the road, thin and pale, dressed in tattered clothes, began to hurry along. The slums at night were far more dangerous than in the morning. Anyone could be walking on the streets after dark: a fugitive wanted by the Empire, a drug smuggler, an Imperial assassin on a mission, a human trafficker, or, of course, the gangsters who actually controlled the slums.

Huang Quan really didn't want to run into the gangsters.

Because in the slums, girls like her are often forced into brothels after reaching a certain age, and those who disobey suffer terrible consequences.

Selling one's body to survive is understandable, because there are many things worse than being a prostitute. You don't have to worry about waking up one day to find yourself in some perverted nobleman's underground torture cell, nor do you have to worry about a few men inexplicably appearing in your house who want to be your men.

This is the current state of the slums in the Delos Empire. They were so bad before, they are so bad now, and they will be so bad in the future. They are so bad that no one can see any hope.

But we still have to survive, right?

Those children who harbored hopes for the outside world of the slums always believed they could make it here before they hit a wall. Huang Quan was no exception; compared to her peers in the slums, she was quite lucky. But that luck had probably run out for the day. As dusk began to fall, Huang Quan, who had just returned to the slum area, saw several members of the Brotherhood squatting in front of her house.

He instinctively took off running, and that run immediately attracted a lot of attention.

The Brotherhood gang members were clearly targeting Huang Quan, and as soon as they spotted her, they gave chase.

"Damn it! Stop right there!"

"Hehehe, whoever stops is a fool!"

The slum's housing structure was naturally extremely complex and imaginative, with pits and holes perfectly suited for Huang Quan, who was small enough to crawl through and hide. Although the gang members were also familiar with the terrain, they couldn't catch up with Huang Quan in a short time and could only watch helplessly as she quickly disappeared into the complex streets.

She got away!

"It's alright, the jackal is waiting for this mudfish over there."

"Tsk tsk, it's actually a jackal."

The Brotherhood members, who had stopped after a short chase, showed a hint of pity. If this unfortunate little beast were to be caught obediently, he'd be lucky to escape a painful drowning. But if that jackal caught him, that executioner with a twisted fetish for torturing women would make her scream in agony all night before she died!

the other side.

As Huang Quan fled through the tunnel, he realized that he absolutely could not stay in this slum any longer.

If she offends a nobleman, there are plenty of people willing to risk their lives to curry favor with him. She needs to change her image and name and act as a scoundrel for a while, then see how things go after a month or two. Realizing the pursuit had ceased, Huang Quan breathed a slight sigh of relief, but she didn't notice the inhuman shadow silently following her across the dilapidated rooftops of the slums.

In a moment of relaxation in the underworld.

laugh! ! !

Suddenly, the sound of tearing cloth filled the air. Huang Quan, who was running, felt his left hand being pulled to the ground by a tremendous force. His body fell uncontrollably, and when Huang Quan came to his senses, he saw a barbed dagger piercing his palm and deeply embedded in the ground!

Perhaps the dagger was thrown too fast, and she didn't even feel the pain.

But soon!

pain! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

"Aaaaaaah!!" The agonizing screams echoed far and wide. The pain of her hand being pierced by a sharp blade, and the secondary tearing caused by even the slightest movement of the wound from contact with the blade, made Huang Quan writhe on the ground in agony! Cold sweat instantly seeped from her body, and the girl, convulsing in pain, struggled incessantly on the ground!

"What a strong and healthy little deer!"

Before Huang Quan could even adjust to the excruciating pain, a slightly sickly, effeminate voice came from above her. Then, a foot stepped on the hilt of a dagger. This action sent a chill down Huang Quan's spine, who was already in too much pain to think straight. She immediately looked up at the person with a pleading expression.

"don't want?"

She nodded quickly.

"No means yes, yes means no, little deer, which one do you choose? If you don't choose quickly, I'll choose for you!" The jackal chuckled as it moved its legs, giving Huang Quan no time to think.

"Yes! Yes!" Although her intuition told her it was a trap, she had no choice at this moment in order to alleviate the pain.

"So obedient." He grinned maliciously and stomped down hard. The so-called "yes" and "no" were just choices, and choices would not have any results, because the results were in his hands.

The pain was so intense that his eyes rolled back, and Huang Quan fainted without even making a sound.

"Ok?"

The jackal, who was absolutely confident in his skills, seemed quite surprised. He easily pulled Huang Quan, along with the dagger, from the ground with one hand. He moved closer and examined the unconscious Huang Quan.

Right at that moment!

Suddenly opening his eyes, Huang Quan abruptly opened his mouth and lunged at the jackal's nose! Having grown up in the slums, Huang Quan possessed a fiercer ruthlessness than most. Once he took that bite, he would not let go, at least to bite off the jackal's nose and create an opportunity for himself to escape!

Their teeth collided violently!