On my second playthrough, they were full of malice towards me.

In response to Liao Ji's feigned concern, Yilin simply hoisted the greatsword onto her shoulder.

Compared to the crimson greatsword that was over a meter long, the girl's body suddenly appeared petite, creating a striking contrast.

She only left Liao Ji with her back turned and two short sentences.

"Whatever, I'll shut them up."

"The kind of person who can no longer make a sound."

It took seven seconds to withstand the gangsters' gunfire and five seconds to talk to the old man. Irene sensed her body and found that the explosive power had weakened considerably. Even the crimson greatsword in her hand had dimmed and become a blurry phantom.

There are probably about three seconds left before this state completely ends.

The gangsters in Kaleva, not far away, took this as evidence that Irene was about to die. Their leader, Farm, frantically gave orders, trying to boost morale and launch another attack to wipe Irene out in one fell swoop.

However, three seconds is nothing for the girl.

enough.

Irene fixed her gaze on the group of gangsters closest to her. She slightly bent her knees, and in the next moment, she leaped into the air. The girl raised her greatsword high above her head, and then, as she swooped down, she brought the sword down fiercely.

boom!

The sword blade slashed down to the ground, and the seven or eight unfortunate gangsters in the center were instantly crushed into mincemeat by the powerful impact of the sword energy. A deep trench was revealed in the cracked floor. Clearly, the girl wielding the greatsword was not a one-on-one fighter; every move she made, enhanced by the scarlet greatsword, was an area-of-effect attack.

And

In the previous scene, the girl's momentum was waning, but as seven or eight gangsters became the victims of Irene's sword in the next moment, her aura suddenly surged, and even the scarlet greatsword in her hand, which was transformed from the turbid evil, was no longer blurry, but became as solid as it was at the beginning, just like a real object.

The crimson greatsword trembled in Irene's hand. Each time it was in the girl's hands, it brought death to a Kaleva member and crushed the bodies of these lowly ants who dared to imprison and steal her power. Each time, it emitted an excited sword cry, like "Ugh!"

To Irene, the sound of the sword was beautiful and melodious, but to the gangsters on the other side—no, to the vast majority of normal people—it was a death knell.

As the resounding sword cries echoed in their ears like waves, a fear-inducing effect seemed to permeate their very being, causing their already fragile psychological defenses to completely crumble.

"Monster!"

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

"The relic! That's the power of the relic! We can't possibly defeat it! Run, run!"

"It's all over, completely over."

The [Great Annihilation] skill grants Irene an additional 30% attack power, which is the crimson greatsword the girl is wielding now.

When the gangsters of Caleva realized that Irene could continuously "renew" this terrifying state by killing them, keeping the crimson greatsword constantly gleaming with bloody light, their last shred of fighting spirit vanished.

After all, this wasn't a battle at all; it was a one-sided massacre.

Large numbers of gangsters chose to abandon their positions and surrender. Even the orders of their leader, Farm, were no longer effective. They simply threw away their weapons. They were dominated by fear, and in their hearts, only one word remained: escape!

Unfortunately, it would have been better if they hadn't run away. Although the continuous shooting was unlikely to hurt Irene, it could at least have kept the girl occupied. But now that they had all given up resisting, Irene had no more worries and could act freely. As a result, she was able to harvest the Kaleva members even faster.

The excited shouts of "Ugh!" from the swords blended together, almost becoming background noise in the factory.

"Bastards! Idiots! Morons! A bunch of useless trash!!" Farm saw this and was anxious, cursing loudly.

However, as the leader, he knew that relying on ordinary gang members wouldn't be enough in this situation.

The confidants who had been following him before stepped forward at this moment. Each of them took out a Turbidity Reagent from their pockets and, without hesitation, injected the syringe directly into their arms.

"Ughhhhhh!"

As a beast-like roar resounded, the bodies of these henchmen suddenly swelled up, bursting through their uniforms, their muscles bulging, just like the gray wolves in the Sea Sand Bar, transforming them into ferocious, muscular men over two meters tall.

This was Kaleva's biggest trump card, and also the capital that allowed Farm to dominate the Black Hole. They strode forward and charged toward Irene, their continuous footsteps even causing the factory floor to tremble slightly.

The girl wielding the greatsword responded simply: she stood still, watching the four or five giants charge at her, then held the greatsword diagonally to her left, took a deep breath, and...

Swish!

The girl swung her greatsword horizontally, drawing a semicircle of 180 degrees, and the next scene showed the giants, who hadn't even touched the hem of Irene's clothes and were still charging forward, being cleaved in two at the waist, their bodies falling to the ground with a few thuds.

Is this the end?

not at all!

Using the time and attention his confidants bought him, Farm's real killer move was actually hidden behind the scenes.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Three gunshots rang out from Farm's location. Although it seemed like only three shots were fired, and they were from pistols, the damage these three shots inflicted on Irene was several times greater than that of all the bullets that had followed.

The reason is also very simple.

The bullets are different.

The empty bullet casings beneath Falm's feet are decorated with silver patterns. These are special weapons produced only by the Church and the Knights Order, specifically designed to deal with the Calamity Crisis. They are holy silver bullets that are extremely lethal not only to Calamity monsters but also to Calamity-afflicted beings.

The three shots successfully pierced through Irene's crimson greatsword, leaving bloody gunshot wounds in the waist, abdomen, and legs of the unsuspecting girl.

At this moment, Falm was overjoyed. His sneak attack had succeeded, and the injured Irene was definitely much weaker. As long as he reorganized his forces and continued to suppress the enemy with firepower...

Before Falm could even finish out his counterattack plan, a scene that utterly shattered his hopelessness unfolded.

Then, red mist began to emanate from the corpses surrounding the girl, seemingly drawn by her, and began to surge toward Irene's three wounds.

In less than a few breaths, Farm's eyes widened. The bloody hole that he had just seen as a glimmer of hope, the one he had miraculously saved from defeat, had been completely repaired and healed.

Is this the power of relics?!

Jealousy was practically bubbling up in Falm's eyes, because these things should have belonged to him, even though they were the ones who found the "relics" to study first.

It's all that useless PhD's fault!

It's all his fault for studying "relics" for decades, yet he's still not as good as a single hair on that young man's head!

Falm, who was screaming wildly in his heart, knew that he had lost, utterly and completely lost. This was the Evil One, the powerful Evil One, who could sweep away his Kaleva, which he had painstakingly built up over so many years, leaving him with no chance to fight back.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Farm gave up completely. Like the other gangsters, he was finally gripped by fear of Irene and turned to run.

But what he never expected was...

This completely surprised Yilin, and even Liao Ji, who was watching from the sidelines.

puff!

As soon as Falm turned around, a surgical scalpel pierced his heart precisely from behind.

The excruciating pain instantly stripped the Kaleva chieftain of all his strength, and the opponent's cunning technique had completely struck his vital points, leaving him with no strength to resist.

All Falm could do in those final seconds of his life was to stare, his eyes wide with anger, confusion, and even bewilderment, at...

Dr. Loca.

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Haha, yesterday's explanation didn't make it to today; it got banned. I'll summarize it and post it in the comments later.

Chapter 41 Rewards

puff!

Dr. Loka showed no mercy to this former nominal leader, pulling the scalpel directly from his heart. Falm immediately bled profusely and collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

No one would have imagined that the gang leader who ruled the Black Hole, such a big figure, would die in such a way, so simply, at the hands of one of his own.

But are we on the same side?

No, no.

"How dare you use such filthy and ugly bullets to harm such a beautiful body. Die! Die!! Bastard!! Hahahaha!"

After doing all this, Dr. Loka laughed heartily.

Fortunately, Farm is already dead. Otherwise, if he knew that it was because of the three shots he fired at Irene that Dr. Loca had the intention to kill him, he would probably die with regrets.

Moreover, killing Falm was just the beginning.

Dr. Loca then used a heavy machine gun, which he had somehow acquired, to unleash a barrage of fire on the Kaleva members who had previously attacked Irene and Liao Ji.

"Die! Die! Anyone who dares to disrespect the Creator and the Goddess, go to hell!!"

Da da da!

Dr. Loca only seemed to have completed his mission when the gun was overloaded to a red-hot muzzle and could no longer fire any more ammunition, and when no gangster could be seen standing in the vast factory.

So, what's next?

Ding Ding Deng!

The man in the gray coat rushed to Irene, so excited that he tripped and fell at the last step, but this didn't matter to Roca, or rather...

Just right.

He was like a little dog trying to curry favor, bowing his head low as if he wanted to stick it to the ground, and then crawling at Irene's feet in an extremely humble posture.

"Please forgive me. Forgive my previous ignorance and foolishness. After seeing your elegant and beautiful figure, I realized that there really are humans in this world who can be so perfectly integrated with Zhuo'e."

"My God! What a perfect match with the turbid calamity, what an unparalleled work of art!" The man in the gray coat was somewhat incoherent, as no amount of words could express his excitement at that moment.

He began repeatedly banging his head against the ground, like the most devout believer.

"You must be a god. You must be a goddess. Please accept my confession. Please, let me touch you, even just once!"

"You are the Calamity One I've been dreaming of, the Calamity One who can coexist perfectly with the Calamity in my theories. Please! Let me... let me experience this perfection... even just a toe!"

Roca muttered to himself, trembling, but not out of fear, but out of excitement. He excitedly reached out a hand, wanting to touch Irene's ankle. There was no other thought in his eyes, only a pure, obsessive pursuit.

Unfortunately, just as his hand was halfway out, Irene, with her brows furrowed, looked at him as if he were a maggot, raised her heel high, and stomped down hard.

Click!

That was the sound of a metacarpal bone breaking, followed by Dr. Loca's scream of pain.

"what!!"

You can see that the man in the gray coat's entire palm has been twisted and deformed under Irene's deliberate and forceful stomping, and large bruises have quickly spread across it, rendering it basically useless.

However, after his initial instinctive screams, Dr. Loca, who was already sweating profusely from the pain, did not seem to be in pain at all. On the contrary, he was very happy. He grinned and was even able to squeeze out a genuine smile in this situation. His eyes showed a fanatical and obsessed look at the shoes that the girl was stepping on his hands.

"Thank you! Thank you for the reward, Goddess!"