Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

Black Lincoln was still full of energy, but he was starting to break out in a cold sweat.

The battle continued, and a bronze-level monster would appear approximately every three hours.

Kill, you can only keep killing!

The black Lincoln tried to break out, but no direction was right; monsters were everywhere, wave after wave.

In the shadows, a humanoid figure that had turned into wisps of blue smoke was observing.

If Black Lincoln could find him, he would recognize him as the Guide from back then—a hidden, superhuman being capable of turning into smoke.

At this moment, the smoker was extremely surprised; he hadn't expected this dark-skinned guy to be so powerful.

When I received the order from above, I thought it was the same as usual, that the leader was eliminating dissidents.

Although it's really going too far to use a rescue team of over a hundred people as a sacrifice.

But he never expected that the one lured into the Joan of Arc would be a Bronze-level expert.

And it's so strong!

Even a regular bronze-level character probably couldn't fight continuously for more than ten hours in the heart of Joa and Mary, right?

How many monsters has he killed? Tens of thousands, right? He's like a tireless war machine!

But this is the four kingdoms of Joamari, a place that connects several ruined hells.

The evolution of the Indian pantheon is extremely brutal; even the original Buddhist sects could no longer survive, which speaks volumes.

The iteration of the pantheon was bloody, with each divine war leaving behind countless ruins and devastations, teeming with terrifying monsters.

This place is called the Underworld in India, and it is a more dangerous and terrifying place than the Underworld.

The monsters here are endless!

Moreover, as the battle with Blacklink progresses, more and more powerful monsters will be attracted...

"I have to get out of here, right now!" Thinking this, the man who turned into a wisp of smoke panicked and wanted to leave as soon as possible.

He felt as if he had inadvertently entered into a territory he shouldn't have been in.

To actually plot against a Bronze-level player is something I should never have gotten involved with.

However, when he took out the gem that could protect him from attacks in the underworld and allow him free movement in and out, he was stunned.

This precious stone, passed down from ancient India and said to be the jewel in Shiva's crown, has developed a crack that shouldn't exist.

"No! You can't do this to me!" He realized he was about to be silenced. With his scream, the stone shattered. The next second, the smoker was exposed to all the monsters.

Although Black Lincoln sensed a slight disturbance, the Smoker died too quickly, almost instantly torn to shreds by countless monsters, leaving no room for him to utter a single word.

With the death of the smoker, the Skull and Bones members in America also lost their surveillance of Black Lincoln.

After all, the surveillance camera had already self-destructed.

After watching the grass-cutting spectacle for several tens of minutes, they sat around the long conference table and whispered among themselves.

"I didn't expect even this black guy to be so strong!"

"Wasn't it said that his strength was only slightly below average among the savior candidates?"

"Exactly! How can it be so powerful!"

"He must have been playing for over ten hours straight. It looked like it was being played at several times the speed of a fast-forward."

"That's right, they say time flows very fast there. He's been fighting for over ten hours, and he seems to be getting stronger and stronger!"

Someone said, "Are you kidding me, considering them as candidates for savior? They are all... chosen by those beings through powerful prophecy!"

“That’s right, this black guy wasn’t this strong in previous battles. But he’s grown so fast in just one year.”

"It probably won't be easy for us to wipe him out head-on, will it?"

"Wouldn't it require at least the majority of the superhuman legions and intelligence agencies?"

Someone shook their head. "How could that be? If it weren't for this special circumstance, he wouldn't have escaped. Normally, we couldn't even eliminate him in the city! Unless we use psionic nuclear weapons! That would mean millions of people would be killed along with him!"

"So, he's definitely going to die this time, right?"

“That’s right, that’s the altar we carefully selected for him.”

"It's clear that we need to pay more attention to these bronze candidates!"

"How's Project Parasite going?"

"Let's begin. The sooner the better!"

……

"Crack~"

The whip with its menacing barbs lashed at Zhao Hao's back, but was blocked by a layer of psionic energy shield with spikes.

The whip failed to strike Zhao Hao; instead, the spell was shattered by the counter-damage from the psionic shield.

Kant, who claimed that the strong bullied the weak, was stunned. He lunged forward, his hands flashing with interlaced black light, and tried to grab Zhao Hao's neck, but was caught in mid-air by a golden psionic hand.

At this point, Condé also realized something was wrong; this person was far stronger than he had imagined.

We can't keep playing like this! We need to use our strongest abilities and finish this quickly!

"The law of the unknown!"

He entered a state of blurriness, becoming completely obscured, like flickering images on a distorted television set, or drifting dust, impossible to observe or fathom.

This is Kandes's strongest form—the law is unknowable, therefore its power is immeasurable!

In this form, his strength will increase significantly. If combined with other methods, he may even be able to unleash the power of pseudo-Bronze under certain unknown conditions.

The essence of law is intimidation!

The effect is maximized if the threat is unfounded and unknowable.

This is why Amerindra's laws are so complex and lengthy; only in this way can the various clauses be used flexibly.

It was precisely because of this unique technique that Condace repeatedly escaped the Mysterious Bureau's encirclement and pursuit. Because he was unknowable!

When Zhao Hao captured him, it triggered a state called "Illegal Imprisonment." Then, it triggered "Unrestricted Counterattack," and he entered the Pseudo-Bronze realm!

谷饋

"Order: Enforcement!"

"Law: Deterrence!"

"The law: Blindness!"

"Law: Coercion!"

"Order: Death!"

……

In the blink of an eye, Condescendants unleashed six or seven law spells.

This coercive spell is extremely effective. He has already used it to kill several other superhumans of the same level.

However, when the spells struck the golden hand, they were like waves crashing against rocks, creating a great splash, but the rocks remained motionless.

"How...how could this be?" He was stunned. The infallible law had failed?!

Zhao Hao laughed: "What? Didn't you say that the strong bullying the weak is the truth? Why did you stop?"

Zhao Hao raised his hand and slammed Kandes against the wall of the alley with a "bang," cracking the thick wall.

After all, Condace is a mage-type superhuman with considerable strength, but he has taken a different approach and is not the muscle-bound type.

This caused him to break several ribs and bleed profusely from his head.

"It seems the balance of power has been established?" Zhao Hao squatted down, looking at Kantasi, who couldn't get up.

"You, what exactly are you..." Condé's eyes were shattered, his scarf was off, his light golden hair was stained with blood, and blood was flowing from his mouth and nose. He was no longer the political and legal tycoon he once was, and he was in a terrible state.

"Who exactly are you?" He gasped for breath for a long time before finally managing to utter a complete sentence.

But Zhao Hao reached out and snapped his left arm, then grabbed a black iron spike hidden in his palm.

"Bone nails made from the teeth of the Plague Demon? So you've sided with those scumbags in Hell! No wonder you're spreading evil magic everywhere. What? Did they promise you a future as a 'material demon' in Hell?"

The black bone nail turned to dust in Zhao Hao's hand.

Zhao Hao grabbed Condes's head and lifted him up as easily as picking up a peanut.

Condé felt a terrifying force that he could not resist, as if a gantry crane at the port was lifting him up!

"No! Don't kill me! I can do anything for you. You need a lawyer, in this country you need a good lawyer. I can do anything for you, anything..."

Condé was not some unwavering tough guy; on the contrary, he was a thorough pragmatist, well-versed in law and rules.

Flexibility has always been his forte.

He can switch sides at any time, whether it's a well-intentioned withholding of wages, a malicious demand for unpaid wages, a well-intentioned dismissal, or a malicious subsidy.

In places like Amy, everyone needs to deal with lawyers.

He believed that if he demonstrated enough value, the young man in front of him would give him a chance.

Sure enough, Zhao Hao smiled: "Is it anything?"

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Condace's eyes. "Of course, boss. Anything you need, anything at all. I can help you get it done! I'm confident I can! In this country, as long as these laws are upheld, I can do it..."

Zhao Hao asked, "What is it?"

“Anything!” Condé nodded confidently.

"That's great!" Zhao Hao nodded with a smile.

"Please die for me!"

"W-what? You...you..."

What you can do is none of my business. It's your absence that matters to me!

Amid Condé's terrified screams, the golden hand reappeared, gripping him tightly in its palm.

Zhao Hao: "I will never let the guy who made this city cry get away with it!"

Amidst the golden light, Kantz roared and resisted desperately before turning to ashes!