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OVERLORD.

After hearing what Poteo said, Ainz suddenly lost his composure.

(How could the Sea Patrol Ranger have such broad jurisdiction? And yet, he possesses such powerful combat capabilities...)

(It seems they are the most likely threat to the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, even more so than the Immortal Ship Alliance. As expected, skinning those humans was a huge mistake.)

Don't bully the weak, don't kill innocent people... It seems that he has violated the first one alone, and he has violated it many times.

Taking such a huge risk just to obtain high-quality scroll materials is undoubtedly an act of utter foolishness. Although this person named Potio doesn't appear to be as powerful as Huang Quan, it cannot be ruled out that there are no [Hunter] Envoys among the Patrol Rangers.

If someone smells the scent and comes to kill us, everything will be over.

"Demiurge." Ainz tapped the ground lightly with his tightly gripped scepter, and the demon behind him knelt on one knee respectfully.

"Lord Ainz, please give your orders."

"Well... you can release all the humans, but remember to use magic to erase their memories of this period before releasing them."

"Yes, Lord Ainz, I truly admire your foresight."

"Foresight...? Hmm? Oh, oh... Demiurge, why don't you tell me about it?"

"Ainz-sama, you are wary of the Sea Rangers, right?" Demiurge smiled. "Although there has been no sign of the Rangers to date, they are a threat that cannot be ignored."

"Well, go on, Demiurge."

"While the rangers are troublesome, their ways are quite rigid. As long as you don't cross their boundaries, it's fine. 'Don't bully the weak, don't kill the innocent.'... Ainz-sama has given up on ordinary two-legged sheep in order to apprehend those adventurers who trespass into our territory. They trespass into the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick with the intent to steal our treasure. They're hardly innocent, and most of them possess some low-level magic... They can't be called 'weak.' We 'punish' them by flaying... quite reasonable."

(That makes sense. It’s a path I never imagined…)

"Well... Demiurge, there aren't many adventurers like this, are they? Can they really meet the demand for high-quality scrolls?"

"We can prepare some secret treasures ahead of time, spread rumors, and attract adventurers from nearby countries. We can also let them take some unimportant items... That way, whoever obtains the treasure will surely attract more adventurers to 'invade' our territory. At the beginning of this torment... we are the victims, Ainz-sama."

"Interesting... As expected of you, Demiurge."

"No, Lord Ainz, you are also waiting for your subordinate to express your inner decision, right?" The devil's smile deepened.

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Battle of Two Cities.

"Wow, this guy is pretty cool, a Sea Patrol Ranger... sounds similar to the Piltover patrol you're on, Little Cake?"

"We are also rangers, but we patrol this bridge instead of the Milky Way."

Caitlin's boot heels clicked crisply on the iron plates of Piltover Bridge. The night breeze blew against her police hat, lifting a few strands of her dark blue hair.

Looking down from the bridge, you can see the city engulfed by sewage and toxic gas.

Zaun resembled a crude stack of metal blocks, rusted steel frames jutting from the cliff sides, supporting ramshackle buildings. The glass dome, reflecting the searchlights from the bridge, looked from afar like the scales of some enormous beast.

"Don't look, little cake. No Zaun would be stupid enough to come this way." Wei leaned against the bridge railing, twirling a gear coin between her fingers. "If you keep walking back and forth like that, the bridge will collapse under your feet."

"I'm thinking about the bottom line that Poteo just mentioned." Caitlin frowned and looked at Wei. "Do you think such evil exists in Piltover?"

"You mean bullying the weak? Ha... Don't be silly, wherever there are people, there will be people bullying the weak - this is an eternal law of the world, and it has nothing to do with the laws of your Piltover."

"But……"

"Hey, you're not really going to clean up all the dirt, are you? Don't listen to what Portio said." Vi flicked the coin in her hand into the air with a "ding" sound, then caught it firmly. "...I admit that the Sea Rangers' style is indeed cool, but no one can truly achieve absolute fairness and justice. Not even the Sea Rangers can do it... not you, not me... not anyone can do it."

Chapter 427 2.2 Master Pinocchio (One Hundred and Eight)

“And now, the bottom line has another meaning—as long as you don’t touch it, you can do anything, understand?”

"The second question is, why are you looking for trouble with the Starry Sky Train?" Dan Heng continued.

"I've already said, I don't mean to cause you any trouble. I have to go to Pinocchio for something, but without an invitation, the family won't even let me in. So... I can only borrow the identity of an unknown guest. The whole galaxy knows that you are the family's distinguished guests."

Pam asked curiously, "Isn't that also true for the Sea Ranger?"

"Potio perked up. "Oh! You hit the nail on the head... That's why I came here! And I'm not afraid to tell you, the Rangers are hunting down an imposter, a cute little girl who's wearing our clothes and pretending to be us. She's in Pinocchio right now."

"My source is a memetic. Like all memetic creatures, she appears and disappears. It's really scary. But she provided important clues."

“Who is that person pretending to be a Sea Ranger?”

“Is this the third question?”

"Is it difficult to answer?"

"It's not difficult, but I'm afraid you won't believe it." Poteo shrugged. "That girl calls herself Huang Quan. According to our informants, she's probably... an envoy of the Void."

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The burial of Fulilian.

"Eh? He knew Huang Quan was the envoy of the Void, so why did he still dare to hunt her down? Isn't he really too bold?"

Xutark was immediately shocked. Could it be that Potio had some other means besides a pistol that could give him the confidence to kill an envoy?

“First of all, Huang Quan isn’t a Commander. Secondly, even if they are, that doesn’t mean they’re completely invincible… They’ve gone further than others in their respective destinies and have received the gaze of the Star God, but that doesn’t mean they’re any tougher than others.” Zain raised his head and took a sip of beer, his face flushed.

"So... ordinary weapons can kill them when they're defenseless?"

"Probably so."

Philen, standing by, rolled his eyes at them. "Don't talk about something so dangerous like it's nothing, you two. The Envoys are even more terrifying than the Demon King. If we provoke them... the world will be destroyed, right?"

"But the truth is, we don't even have the qualifications to provoke them." Fulilian blinked. "If we must say so, our power is limited to this planet. Let alone killing the envoy... we can't even meet the envoy. Unless one day he is willing to visit our continent, maybe there will be a chance to kill them, right?"

The purple-haired girl sighed helplessly. Lady Fulilian always liked to play jokes like this.

Of all the emissaries, the one most likely to come to their continent is [Destruction], right? Do they seem like the kind of people who would welcome a visit?

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Dan Heng subconsciously shook his head: "This is impossible."

"Look at what I'm saying. Don't worry, when I first heard the news, my reaction was exactly the same as yours." Poteo spread his hands.

"IX never glances at anyone, which is only natural. Why would he grant power to mortals?"

"Then you must know that an Envoy can conceal his or her identity, and for many, it's even preferable. Otherwise, it means embarking on the grand stage of galactic warfare, and even... betraying one's destiny."

"Potio grew increasingly excited as he spoke. 'I've only just had the pleasure of meeting a Pleasure Envoy, and he looked no different from those clowns. If I hadn't been lucky enough to get him drunk, I wouldn't have known he was so prominent.'"

"Even the purest form of 'Hunting' has the Immortal Boat Alliance in the spotlight and the Sea Patrol Rangers in the shadows. Fate is ultimately a human-created concept, and there must be an outside world beyond our comprehension."

""The belief that [Nothingness] doesn't exist makes us... perhaps it's simply because we're not yet [Nothingness] enough?""

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Teyvat.

"Ahem...what did he say? Getting the [Pleasure] Envoy drunk?"

In a dessert shop in Fontaine, Funina was leisurely enjoying her black tea, but Portio's remarks almost made her choke.

"So, even Order Envoys can get drunk? I thought their powers, far exceeding those of ordinary Fate Walkers, would alter their constitutions to some degree."

"Hmm... how should I put it? The fact of 'being drunk' is in line with my stereotype of [pleasure]. However, Funina... actually you can get a glimpse of it from General Jing Yuan. The envoy is just given special care by the Star God in terms of strength. General Jing Yuan is so powerful, but after being injured, doesn't he still have to follow the doctor's orders?" As Navia spoke, she picked up a macaron from the dessert stand and put it into her mouth with satisfaction.

"Something similar to...the Eye of God?"

"That's a good analogy." Clorinde glanced down at the Eye of God adorning her lapel. "Some say that when a person's desire is strong enough, the gods will cast their gaze upon them, and the Eye of God is born. But even if a person possesses the Eye of God and forms a connection with the gods, they are still mortal. While possessors of the Eye of God cannot be compared to the more rare Order Envoys, the principles underlying the two are likely similar."

Finina's eyes suddenly dimmed. She remembered the Eye of God she had obtained during her previous performance of "Daughter of Water". After getting the Eye of God, she immediately rushed to seek revenge on the "local legend" whom she had accidentally angered, but ended up suffering a lot.

Although the gods had bestowed extraordinary powers upon them, they were still human after all, and life and death were confined to the mortal body. Thinking of this, Finina felt that the envoy wasn't so high and mighty after all.

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"So, do you understand? Your companions are in danger. Extremely dangerous. If you still don't believe me, feel free to send them a message. But I urge you to act quickly..."

"Potio looked out the car window at the Daydream Hotel. 'After all, neither of us knows what happened in the dream.' We also don't know how much truth the Rememberer's words hold... or what exactly Huang Quan is planning."

"..."

"The other side is at Klock Studios."

"The display screen in Paradise has been completely severed, leaving only a vibrant slit. The distant sky has also been split in two. This is the work of the purple-haired lady before us."

Huang Quan put one hand on his waist and said calmly, "...I don't plan to do anything."

"A Pipisi stood before her. Beneath his childish exterior came a man's deep, hoarse voice: 'This is not up to you.'"

“You know what? When people first arrive at a dreamland, they subconsciously stop to make sure they’re still standing on solid ground. Then, they all look up at the sky.”

Chapter 428 2.2 Master Pinocchio (One Hundred and Nine)

"Whether in reality or dreams, looking up at the sky is a human instinct. Since the day the Golden Hour was completed, it has been there, watching over every night of debauchery."

“But now, this night sky has been ruthlessly severed, stained by the haze of [nothingness]. And this whole process... took only a single cut.”

"'One strike'... isn't quite accurate," Huang Quan corrected sternly. "It was actually two strikes, but the second one was faster."

"That's not the point," Pipisi shook her head. "This event has gathered too many guests who shouldn't have been invited. Even though Harmony embraces everything, for the sake of peace in Pinocchio, I have no choice but to expel some of them..."

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DC Universe.

"Well, Miss Huang Quan's explanation is really... humorous."

In the top-floor office of the Daily Planet, Louise smiled awkwardly, and Miss Huang Quan's serious correction made it seem as if she was explaining a dull joke, which made the Xipixi opposite her not know how to respond for a moment.

However, there was clearly something wrong with that Pipisi man. Apart from the fact that this group of people, who were as short as elves, would not make such a steady and experienced voice, he seemed to be quite knowledgeable about the history of Pinocchio and had witnessed many things.

Like a patriarch of a family.

"This Pipisi guy must have been manipulated. Judging from his tone, the person manipulating him must be at least someone like Sunday, the head of a certain family. Otherwise, expelling a powerful person at the level of a [Commander]... this is no small matter." Clark took off his glasses, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples. "This method of manipulation must have utilized the power of [Harmony]."

"I remember Huang Quan saying before that [Harmony] brings together the thoughts of so many people, I think tens of thousands... The consciousness of these people is all integrated into the concept of harmony, like a solid iron plate."

"This also means that the mastermind behind the scenes can manipulate them more easily." Clark sighed, "What if Huang Quan is unwilling to leave Pinocchio? Does the family intend to let everyone use force against Huang Quan?"

Clark believed that after Huang Quan turned white-haired, a hundred thousand people wouldn't be enough for her to chop down. As long as she drew her sword, the void would erode and engulf all of Pinocchio—of course, he didn't want Huang Quan to resort to violence, as the Earth would suffer if she did.

He didn't want to see the world swallowed by nothingness again. That pale feeling of powerlessness...it really couldn't be described in words.

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"The star of the pageant has no room for you, vain puppet. Those who live in the shadows should not step into the light."

Huang Quan gave him a cold glance. "In terms of living in the shadows, we should be no different. At least when talking to others, you should reveal your true self... the Dream Master of Pinocchio."

The Dream Master chuckled, "One more reason why I can't let you stay."

"The people around her gradually gathered around her, surrounding Huang Quan so tightly that no one could get out. They all stared at her intently."

"But whether you believe it or not, this is who I am. And not only that, but everyone is too."

“Is this what the family calls ‘unity’?”

The Dream Master spoke slowly, "My mortal body has long since dissipated. The 17,336 children of the Oak family are now my eyes, ears, and mouth. When needed, I will spread harmony within this beautiful dream. When necessary... I will exile sin from this paradise for me."

"It sounds like you're asking me to leave Pinocchio."

The dream master nodded in satisfaction. "I'm glad you have self-awareness. Unfortunately, there's no 'please'."

Huang Quan raised his eyebrows slightly: "You think you can do it?"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Well... I used a period." Huang Quan closed his eyes. "It's a statement... You're not the first person to show such malice after knowing my identity, and you won't be the last. This has happened too many times. When I ask about it, most people will ask, 'Why not?'"

"The temperature around me seemed to have dropped several degrees, and the air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression."

Huang Quan slowly opened his eyes: "But the result... has always been no."

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Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba.

"That's so cool, so cool, so cool! Miss Huang Quan is so cool! So pretty, so handsome, and so strong!"