From Gotham to Night City, my infamy is known to all.

"Sure, should I repeat the question?" Leo asked casually.

"No need, I'm not old enough to be deaf and blind."

The elderly Black grandmother looked at him with deep, weathered eyes, as if trying to see right through him.

"Taiping Island is the last home for us Haitians, and Voodoo is our only remaining cultural heritage. Since Haiti was submerged, these are all that's left for us."

The voodoo gang you're dealing with... they're the guardians of Haitian refugees. Thanks to them, we have a place to live and thrive in Night City. That's why we've spontaneously defended them.

It sounds reasonable, well-founded, and full of emotion.

Unfortunately, her theoretical basis was flawed, making the conclusions she drew even more ridiculous.

Leo slowly shook his head, denying it indifferently: "Taipingzhou is not the home of Haitians, but part of the Night City district. In my opinion, Haitians are just immigrants, no different from Latino, Asian, and African immigrants who come to Night City. There is no distinction between them."

Taiping Island does not belong to you; it did not belong to you before, and it will not belong to you in the future.

His words were calm and soothing, without much emotion or emphasis, yet they provoked fierce opposition from the Haitian refugees.

"You really came here to seize our land! Bridget was right, you are a shameless invader!"

"You're a devil, a damn devil!"

"＆@*￥＃！(Unintelligible vulgar slang)"

Leo responded to the accusers with a cold glare.

He wasn't so good-natured when faced with insults.

Double the gravity!

Still scolding?

Then double it!

Under the immense force of gravity, several of the loudest cursers were now pressed flat against the ground, their bodies cracking and breaking with each other.

"Enough! Stop! Please stop!"

The old woman wanted to get closer to Leo, but was blocked by an invisible shield and could not move an inch.

Leo turned his gaze away from the puddles of mud and looked at her: "I've made myself very clear, Taiping Island does not belong to Haitians, and anyone who obeys the law can enter. I have no intention of expelling you or taking away your property, but you'd better not push your luck and try to seize what does not belong to you."

"We've arrived here—"

Leo raised his hand to interrupt her: "The war of unification broke out in 2069 and ended in early 2070. It's only been 6 years. You dare to claim that Taipingzhou belongs to you after only a few years? You should not say such things and make yourself a laughing stock."

Let me be frank: after I take control of Taipingzhou, I will restart large-scale infrastructure projects, and Haitians are welcome to come and look for work. As for the Voodoo Gang—they are doomed today; the evidence is right there on the websites of Kangtao and the internet police, so I don't think there's any point in arguing about it.”

Before the old woman could answer, Leo's gaze swept across the entire room, making everyone who met his eyes tremble with fear.

“I’m not the kind of cruel and bloodthirsty person. Considering you’re not official members of the Voodoo Gang, I’ll give you a chance. Get out of my sight in ten seconds, and I’ll consider you as having been bewitched by the Voodoo Gang today, and I won’t hold it against you. Those who insist on staying can go and die with the Voodoo Gang.”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and faced away from everyone.

The terrifying gravity vanished silently, and the Haitians, who had been struggling to breathe under its pressure, finally caught their breath.

They picked up their guns once more, but hesitated, not daring to point them at the mysterious L.

He...he really knows magic!

Many people who are close to the Voodoo Gang are already religious. This superstition is amplified after encountering Leo's magical "magic," making them firmly believe that the invisible and intangible gravity they just experienced was magic!

L is someone who can use magic... no, no, no, someone who can use magic is definitely not human, he is a devil... or a god?

The man who had just angrily denounced Leo as a devil was now extremely guilty. He quickly took out an ornament made of animal bones and silently prayed a few times, hoping that neither the devil nor the gods would punish the ignorant masses.

After regaining their freedom, the group looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a brief moment of hesitation, the first "surrenderer" appeared. He lowered his head and rushed into a side alley, abandoning the church and the voodoo gang behind him.

His actions triggered a chain reaction, and more and more people lowered their heads and quickly moved away.

Some kind-hearted people even carried the person who was paralyzed on the ground away.

When Leomer counted to ten and turned around, all that remained between him and the church was the old woman.

"Why don't you leave?"

"My child is inside..."

"Motherly love is truly great. It's a pity that you shouldn't stand against me."

Leo raised his left hand, and a violent flow of energy surged along the metal's texture, converging at his fingertips.

"I grant you a painless death, be grateful."

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached.

A hurried voice drifted on the wind: "Please wait, merciful god, please give me three more seconds!"

The burly black man who had initially communicated with Leo ran back and, to Leo's puzzled look, knocked the old woman unconscious with a karate chop.

Immediately afterwards, he knelt down and kowtowed to Leo, then picked up the old woman and ran away without looking back.

Leo's eyes flickered, and he slightly slowed down the rate at which he was accumulating energy, letting them leave.

As he himself said, he was not a cruel and bloodthirsty person, especially when it came to innocent civilians.

After they ran far away, a purple arc of energy condensed at the tip of the Infinity Gauntlet, resembling an eerie purple moon in the thick night.

Suddenly, a rough male voice rang out from the loudspeakers on the church's exterior wall:

"Wait a minute, we can talk too!"

"you are?"

"My name is Placid, and I am—"

“I know you’re from the Voodoo Gang.” Leo felt nauseous just thinking about the man’s despicable behavior in the game. “I’m here to kill you. There’s nothing to talk about with you.”

"and many more--"

Leo completely ignored his words and pushed out the purple energy arc in his hand.

[Deep Blue, help me control the attack range of the quantum resonance split wave, and prevent it from affecting the buildings around the church.]

Leo was a little nervous about using this ability for the first time and could only call for help.

【Understood, Master.】

With Deep Blue protecting him, Leo confidently shouted out the name of the move... in his mind, of course!

'5% synchronization rate, quantum resonance split wave!'

This is the least abstract of all the abstract moves.

The scientific principle is: using the power of the mother box to modulate energy into quantum waves that match the vibration frequency of the target substance's molecules, triggering resonance and causing structural collapse.

This move is relatively simple, requiring only the abilities of matter manipulation and energy manipulation.

To be honest, even with Deep Blue's knowledge projection, Leo didn't quite understand the principles behind these moves; he only knows how to use them right now.

As he pondered, a purple energy arc shot out, transforming into energy ripples in mid-air, sweeping across the surroundings with overwhelming force.

The solemn and majestic church directly in front of them instantly collapsed into a vortex under the impact of this force.

The outermost stone structure was the first to disintegrate. Under the influence of the quantum resonance splitting wave, the molecular structure of the stone gradually became disordered. The originally tightly connected molecular bonds were forcibly broken, and the hard stone, like a fragile biscuit, instantly shattered into countless tiny particles, which scattered and fell.

The wooden door and glass shattered at the slightest touch, turning into countless fragments.

This astonishing power thrilled Leo, causing his adrenaline to surge. Krenzikov activated the system at full speed, putting him into 0.1x speed mode!

In this intense, bullet-time-like moment, he glimpsed the horrific scene inside the church.

The burly black man, Placid, and the other voodoo gang members clearly misjudged the speed and power of the disintegrating wave. By the time they tried to escape underground for refuge, it was completely too late.

The purple ripples were unstoppable, ignoring all their resistance and sweeping across easily.

Then, the disintegration began.

At first, their skin surface shone with an eerie purple light, and their muscles and bones seemed to be cut by countless sharp blades, instantly becoming riddled with holes.

There were no cries of agony, no struggles; their expressions froze in that moment of terror, their mouths agape, yet no sound could escape their lips.

Leo could tell that they had died the moment they were hit!

Soon, the remaining body, like a burning paper doll, quickly burned and twisted, eventually turning into clumps of black ash, which dissipated into the air along with the energy ripples.

In just a few seconds, a magnificent church vanished into thin air, leaving only a shimmering purple dust on its site.

Chapter 394 The Strategy for Taiping Continent (Part 4)

In the blink of an eye, the enemy vanished into thin air.

Seeing the destructive power of his casual strike, dopamine surged through his mind like a flood.

Leo clenched his left fist, concentrating all his strength into the magnificent and powerful Infinity Gauntlet.

Fist is power.

Clenching your fist means holding power.

A powerful punch signifies power.

Now that he has great power in his hands, it is time for him to ascend to the top and punish the disobedient!

Such extreme joy should naturally be shared. He quickly turned to his first wife and said, "V, did you see that? I'm incredibly strong right now!"

V did see it; it was a power she couldn't comprehend.

Leo had indeed spoken of the immense power of the Mother Box before, but witnessing it firsthand still left her somewhat stunned.

Such a combination of offensive and defensive power is no exaggeration to say that it is invincible.

Of course, it's the world of 2077. The other world is full of monsters and demons, and there are even scientists who can produce such artifacts. It's much more dangerous than this world.

Realizing that Leo was getting a little carried away and might have made a careless mistake, she reached out and gently tapped him on the forehead.

"Don't be careless. You can only be considered a beginner when you've trained your strength to the point where it's as easy as using your own arm. Didn't you say yesterday that you just got the Mother Box and haven't familiarized yourself with all its functions yet?"

Leo was taken aback, and his arrogance subsided.

That makes sense... His current 5% synchronization rate is indeed a bit awkward. At his full power, he could at most blow up half of Taipingzhou, which is only at the "Little Boy" level, still too weak...

I still need to practice more. Once I reach the "Tsar Bomba" level, I can go to Arasaka headquarters to perform "Leo: God Among Us"!

"You're right, I still need to continue my cultivation. But that's for later, let's get down to business first!"

As Leo spoke, he gently pulled V's little hand and strode forward.

As he walked, his left thumb and middle finger kept rubbing together, as if his fingertips were covered in dirt.

V noticed his strange behavior and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? That move just now must have put a lot of strain on your hand?"

“No, that’s not it…” Leo tried a few more times, managing to make a sound, but it wasn’t loud enough. “I was thinking of snapping my fingers before I made my move, to add some atmosphere. But then I suddenly realized, I don’t know how to snap my fingers at all…”

"..."

V was speechless and walked forward, clutching his beloved gun in one hand.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly said, "You can have all the enemies on the surface; I'll take care of the enemies below!"

Leo nodded, then paused abruptly: "Uh, those below are all elite hackers from the Voodoo Gang..."

"Don't worry, we have Chunbai and the others for network defense. I can wipe them out in ten seconds!"

Seeing V's enthusiasm, Leo hesitated before revealing the cruel truth: "Pure White has been lying in wait in cyberspace for a while now. The Voodoo Gang's hackers probably won't be able to wait for you to kill them."

V's steps suddenly faltered, and he stood frozen in place.

"You've all killed the enemies, so what am I doing here today?"

"..."

Leo was speechless; he couldn't very well say that V was a personal driver.

Fortunately, V gave up after a few seconds of hesitation: "Never mind, remember to find me some powerful equipment next time."

"No problem, I'll go find some magic metals next time. If all else fails, we can forge new equipment ourselves!"

Leo made a firm promise and took V to the original site of the church.

The purple crystalline dust on the ground faded rapidly over time, quickly turning into seemingly ordinary dust.

When you step on it, you can feel that the texture is very delicate, but it is relatively easy to stir up dust.

Leo walked purposefully to the preaching platform, circled the area, and successfully found the secret passage leading to the underground area.