I created a foundation

In the center of the pool, Iwasaki Maika spread her arms wide, her contorted face filled with a morbid frenzy and enjoyment. She was like a conductor standing center stage, raptly enjoying the symphony of flesh and blood she had composed with her own hands.

She watched Busujima Saeko being overwhelmed by the swarm of insects again and again, and breaking out of the siege again and again, as if she was admiring a butterfly trapped in a spider web struggling in vain.

How beautiful and how ridiculous.

The power of mortals has its limits, but she, with the support of the great Lord of Flesh and Blood, possesses a nearly endless vitality.

As long as there is life beneath this land, her children will never be destroyed.

"Do you feel it? This is the true meaning of life! Abandon your cold steel and false order, and throw yourself into the arms of our Lord! Your flesh and blood will become a note in this great symphony!"

She declared loudly, her voice sharp and frantic, completely immersed in her own world.

All her attention was devoted to maintaining and multiplying the locust swarm that covered the sky. At the same time, she kept a playful and admiring look on the most powerful enemy on the battlefield - Busujima Saeko.

She had even begun to imagine what a wonderful scene it would be when this proud sword genius collapsed from exhaustion and was eaten up bit by bit by his own children, eventually turning into a pool of the highest quality flesh and blood.

She didn't notice at all.

Beyond her perception, deep in the woods behind her that were completely swallowed by the night and rain, there was a figure that had been lurking for a long time like a cold rock.

It's Eriri.

She was enveloped in a thin, constantly shifting layer of arcing electricity. This arc distorted the light and disturbed the air, allowing her to blend seamlessly into the surrounding darkness. Even raindrops, before falling on her, were vaporized soundlessly by the invisible electromagnetic field.

From the moment the battle began, she followed Lin Qing's instructions and lurked here.

He did not participate in the charge, made no sound, and even his breathing was adjusted to an extremely slow and long frequency.

She was like the most patient hunter, waiting quietly.

Waiting for the prey to focus all its attention on the bait, completely exposing its most vulnerable back.

Lin Qing's tactics are simple.

"Saeko will be in charge of the frontal attack and attract her full attention. And you, Eriri, you are our only surprise weapon."

"Your mission is not to charge into battle, but to deliver a fatal blow to her at the most critical moment. You only have one chance."

In the past, she might not have been able to understand, and even complained about why she couldn't kill everyone in a frontal manner like Saeko.

But now, after experiencing several life-and-death experiences and witnessing the Foundation's cold yet efficient operating model, she has long understood that victory is far more important than personal heroism.

Her golden eyes penetrated the rain and the locust swarms, and were fixed on the crazy figure in the distance.

She is calculating.

Calculating the opponent's mental fluctuations, calculating the proliferation rate of the locust swarm, and calculating the impact of wind speed and humidity on lightning conduction.

The power of the Thunder Fruit wasn't just its destructive power; it also granted her an extraordinary perception of electromagnetic fields. In her world of perception, Iwasaki Maika was like a giant beacon, constantly radiating bioelectric signals with unparalleled clarity.

And now, the light of this lighthouse has reached its peak.

This also means that the "fuel" inside her is in the most intense burning state in order to maintain this dazzling light, and her defense against the outside world has dropped to freezing point.

The time has come.

At this moment, Lin Qing's calm voice, like an invisible command, penetrated the entire battlefield.

"Saeko, warm-up is over."

Ying Lili's body did not move, but the electric light gathered at the tip of her right index finger suddenly exploded!

“Sizzle, sizzle—!!!”

A subtle sound of electric current was heard, as if even space was being torn apart.

She compressed almost all the lightning power in her body towards that point frantically.

A ball of light, only the size of a fingernail but emitting a destructive aura and composed of pure lightning energy, slowly took shape at her fingertips.

Its light was so concentrated that it appeared a nearly solid, pure blue-white color. The surrounding air was ionized, emitting a burning stench.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Eriri's forehead. Maintaining this high level of energy compression was a huge burden for her.

But her eyes were more determined than ever before.

There was no hesitation.

At the moment the ball of light took shape, she aimed at the target that she had locked onto countless times and gently uttered two words.

"Thunder gun."

There are no earth-shattering noises and no gorgeous and dazzling special effects.

An extremely slender spear of lightning, condensed to the extreme and seemingly able to pierce through the night, shot out silently from the dark woods!

Its speed surpasses the sound and even the limits of dynamic visual capture!

Iwasaki Maika, who was laughing wildly, suddenly froze on her face.

A deadly sense of crisis, born from biological instinct, like a cold poisonous snake, instantly ran up from her spine to the top of her head.

She didn't even have time to look back.

"Pfft!"

There was a slight sound, like a sharp knife piercing rotten flesh.

The blue-white lightning spear pierced through her back with incredible precision.

The wild laughter on Iwasaki Maika's face froze in an instant.

She lowered her head and looked at her chest in disbelief. There, a fist-sized hole was rapidly expanding. At the charred edge, countless tiny electric snakes were scurrying wildly, greedily devouring her flesh and blood.

The numbing buzzing sound that filled the entire battlefield suddenly stopped at this moment.

Chapter 146: Containment and New Shadows, Immortal Body

"Pfft——!"

The sound of the thunder spear piercing through flesh and blood was unusually clear in the silent battlefield.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

The crazy and twisted smile on Iwasaki Maika's face completely froze, like a low-quality sculpture that weathered in an instant.

She slowly lowered her head, her gaze passing through the charred, terrifying hole in her chest where blue electric snakes kept slithering, and she saw the woods behind her shrouded in rain and darkness.

The fatal attack came from there.

She opened her mouth, as if wanting to utter a final curse, but all that came out of her throat was black smoke mixed with pieces of internal organs.

The buzzing sound that filled the entire forest, like billions of demons whispering in one's ears, suddenly stopped at this moment.

It was as if someone had pressed the mute button.

This sudden and absolute silence was even more heart-wrenching than the deafening noise that had preceded it.

Immediately afterwards, the swarm of flesh and blood locusts that covered the sky and the earth lost its central control and suddenly stopped in mid-air like a rag doll with its skeleton pulled out.

The next second, they were no longer hideous monsters, but turned back into their most primitive forms.

Countless flesh and blood tissues mixed with fish scales, insect shells, mud and broken bones lost the support of that evil power and fell from the sky like a dirty, sticky rainstorm, turning the already muddy ground into a disgusting swamp of flesh and blood.

"boom."

Iwasaki Maika's charred body could no longer hold on, and fell straight back, slamming heavily into the filth she had created, splashing a circle of dark red ripples.

In the woods, Eriri's whole body went limp and she fell to one knee.

She was panting heavily, sweat mixed with raindrops dripping from the ends of her golden hair. The index finger of her right hand, which had been extended and fired the "thunder gun," was now trembling uncontrollably, the skin at the fingertip showing an abnormal paleness, as if all the vitality had been drained away by that blow.

The surging power of thunder and lightning in the body fell into a brief exhaustion after an instant of extreme compression and explosion.

An intense feeling of weakness and dizziness surged into my brain like a tide.

But her eyes, penetrating the rain, were still fixed on the fallen figure in the distance. She finally relaxed until she was sure that the other party was no longer moving.

"Well done, Eriri."

Busujima Saeko's voice was cold but with a hint of approval from the communicator.

Eriri didn't have the energy to answer, she just said "hmm" softly into the communicator.

On the other side of the battlefield, Busujima Saeko slowly sheathed her sword.

The crisp sound of the blade being sheathed seemed to put an end to this bloody battle.

She stood in the blood and mud, her white uniform already splattered with stains that could not be washed off, but her aura was still as sharp and heavy as the long sword that had been sheathed.

Looking around at the mess, her brows furrowed slightly.

solved.

But just to deal with one "cultist", they had to use such tactics, causing Eriri to exhaust her strength to launch a surprise attack.

The enemy revealed behind this victory made the air heavy.

At this moment, a uniform, heavy and rapid sound of footsteps came from the darkness on all sides.

Figures dressed in black, full-coverage tactical combat uniforms with the Foundation's circular emblem printed on their backs appeared silently at the edge of the battlefield like ghosts emerging from the ground.

They made no unnecessary sounds, communicating entirely through tactical gestures and intercoms.

A group of people quickly dispersed and set up a cordon outside the battlefield, holding their special rifles with the muzzles pointing outward, alert to any possible accidents.

Another team, carrying silvery-white, technologically advanced metal suitcases, headed straight for the scattered flesh and blood. They opened the cases and pulled out disc-like devices. Upon activation, they emitted a low humming sound, and invisible energy fields spread out. Wherever they passed, the foul flesh and blood evaporated and decomposed like snow in the scorching sun, leaving not even a trace of odor.

The efficiency is chillingly high.

The four-member rescue team led by Maika Iwasaki had a clear goal and went straight to the center of the swamp.

They were carrying a huge silver rectangular metal warehouse with complex runes and pipelines engraved on its surface. Their steps were steady, without any delay due to the slippery and disgusting environment under their feet.

"The target's vital signs are weak, and his mental fluctuations have dropped below the safety threshold."

“It is confirmed that there is no risk of secondary proliferation.”

"Begin hibernation protocol."

The team leader's voice rang out over the internal channel, cold and professional, without a trace of emotion.

Two team members stepped forward and tied up the unconscious Iwasaki Maika tightly with special alloy chains. Then they dragged her out of the mud like a bag of garbage and threw her into the huge metal warehouse.