43: A robotic arm and a bunny girl, how would you handle this?

Ka-ka-ka—!

Xia Lai's massive steampunk-style mechanical arm suddenly began to transform!

Several exhaust pipes snapped out, and scalding white steam sprayed out like a pressure cooker exploding!

The screeching of the internal gears engaging was even more piercing than heavy metal rock.

“This little bit of gravity? In the face of absolute kinetic energy, it's a joke!”

“The romance of a Mechanic is something a mud-playing bumpkin like you will never understand!”

The corner of Xia Lai's mouth curled into a fanatical arc as she gave a sharp cry:

“Overload Mode—Activate!!”

Boom!!!

Xia Lai did not retreat; instead, she charged forward against the gravity field!

The concrete floor beneath her feet was instantly blown apart by the reaction force!

Driven by steam propulsion, that giant steel fist instantly erupted with a terrifying thrust capable of shaking a truck!

“Wha... Nani?!”

The Tattooed Man was so frightened his face was trembling!

His pride and joy, the gravity suppression, was actually broken through by this woman?!

This isn't scientific!

“In your next life, remember to learn physics well—take my Serious Piston Punch!!”

Bang—!!!

That giant steel fist, without any fancy tricks, slammed solidly into the armor on the Tattooed Man's chest!

In that instant, even the air was compressed to the point of exploding.

Time seemed to stand still.

Then came the scalp-numbing sound of bones shattering.

“Pfft—!!”

The Tattooed Man's eyeballs bulged out as a mouthful of blood mixed with organ fragments sprayed out!

His entire body turned into a 2D paper cutout, smashing hard into the sewer wall and becoming embedded in it!

The kind you couldn't even pry out!

The gravity field collapsed instantly.

“B... Boss?!”

The remaining four mercenaries completely broke down.

This is clearly a fucking Gundam wearing human skin, isn't it?!

“What are you looking at? Never seen a beauty throw a punch?”

Xia Lai shook the blood off her mechanical arm and whistled at the stunned idiots.

“Who's next? Line up. I have OCD—I have to beat people until they're symmetrical.”

“Kill them!!”

The remaining mercenaries finally snapped out of it, screaming as they pulled the triggers of their Magic-modified firearms.

Da-da-da-da—!

Tongues of fire spat out, a storm of bullets!

But 0.01 seconds before the guns fired.

Xia Mo, who had been standing in place, vanished into thin air.

S-rank Talent—[Shadow Assassin]!

In this dim sewer, anywhere with a shadow was her home field.

The fatty spraying bullets with a submachine gun was still firing wildly when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

It was as if a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice had been pressed against his skin.

“I really don't like your eyes.”

A cold voice rang in his ear, devoid of any warmth.

The fatty tried to turn his head in terror.

Too late.

A flash of blade light was like frost and snow under the moon—beautiful, yet lethal.

Qiang—!

The ring of the blade was crisp and pleasant.

Xia Mo's figure appeared behind the skinny guy.

The tachi still held the afterimage of the slash, with visible bone-chilling white frost swirling around the blade's edge.

In her vision, a line of red critical hit numbers jumped out:

【Fatal Blow! Triggered Rule Power: 10x Damage!】

Puchi—!

Under the pressure of the intense cold and blade qi, the fatty's entire head lost all signs of life.

Then came a loud bang!

His head was like it had been detonated from the inside, exploding right off his neck!

The red and white matter splashing through the air froze instantly, turning into countless brilliant blood-colored ice crystals that fell to the ground with a pitter-patter.

That kind of beauty was seductive to the extreme, and terrifying to the limit!

Ice shards sprayed all over his companion's face!

He wiped his face, which was covered in red ice powder, and his soul nearly left his body on the spot from fear.

“Ghost... there's a ghost!!!”

Now, the remaining three mercenaries also broke down.

“Run! Run! Go back and report!”

The three dropped their weapons, wishing they had two more legs as they turned and bolted toward the exit.

“Want to run? Have you asked my bow?”

The eldest sister, Xia Xin, who hadn't made a move until now, had already adjusted her breathing.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, her weak posture swept away.

Since they had already reached this point, there was no need to pretend anymore.

Wasn't it just killing? For her sisters, she could become a Rakshasa!

She pulled an alloy arrow from her back and notched it on her recurve bow.

She drew the string, forming a full moon!

In this moment, Xia Xin possessed a breathtaking, sharp beauty.

“Chen Du said, when cutting grass... you must pull it out by the roots.”

Boing!

The bowstring vibrated.

That arrow was as fast as a shooting star, directly piercing through the last man's heart!

Then, without losing momentum, it pinned the unlucky guy in front of him right through as well!

Two birds with one stone! A human skewer!

“Ah—!!”

The screams echoed in the sewer, making one's heart hair-raising.

The last one left was so scared his legs went soft; before he could run two steps, he was grabbed by the neck by a powerful mechanical hand and hauled back.

“Why are you running so fast? Your Second Sister hasn't had enough fun yet.”

Xia Lai looked at him with a smile, her mechanical fingers tightening slightly.

Crack!

The mercenary's eyes rolled back, and his neck went limp!

Dead on the spot!

“Whew...”

Xia Xin lowered her bow and let out a long breath.

The burst of energy just now was too intense, and plus these damn clothes were too tight,

Her chest was heaving violently, and that patch of fair skin almost jumped out.

Visual effect: full marks!

“Big Sis, don't always hesitate in the future.”

Xia Lai teased while skillfully searching the corpses for loot, “See how cool that arrow was? If Chen Du saw it, he might give you a special reward tonight, like unlocking some new positions?”

“Xia Lai! You brat, shut up! If you say another word, I'll tear your mouth apart!” Xia Xin glared at her in embarrassment and quickly pulled together her burst-open collar. “Hurry up and search, we shouldn't stay here long!”

Xia Mo didn't join the bickering.

She quietly wiped her blade, her eyes indifferent.

The ten-fold critical hit just now gave her a new understanding of her own power.

So, this was the hidden passive of her S-rank talent.

There was a certain chance to trigger 10x damage!

“Hmm? What's this?”

Xia Lai, who was looting the bodies, suddenly stopped.

From the Tattooed Man's inner pocket, she pulled out a crumpled piece of parchment.

It was densely packed with names.

Inside was a photograph.

The photo showed the scene of the women from ferry no. 0819 sunbathing on the deck!

There was also a price list!

“Live Body Modification List...”

Xia Lai read the title, her expression turning ugly.

“Requester: Duke Fly.”

“Delivery Location: Flesh Casino Basement Level 3.”

“Note: Try to capture them alive! If resistance is fierce, you can break their limbs, as long as the face and reproductive system are intact.”

Looking at this line of text, even Xia Xin, who had the gentlest personality, felt killing intent surge in her eyes.

“Break their limbs...?” The third sister, Xia Mo, said coldly, “It seems we were still too gentle in our killing.”

Xia Lai crumpled the parchment into a ball.

“Chen Du has probably already started on his end.”

“Since this group of trash gave us such a big gift, wouldn't it be rude if we didn't return the favor?”

“For example... sending this fly to see its great-grandmother!”

...Meanwhile.

At the other end of Crimson Port.

Chen Du was sitting atop a pile of rubble.

And beneath his foot, he was stepping on a pigman's head that had been beaten beyond recognition.

In front of him.

A whole row of trembling Alien Players were kneeling.

Every single one was black and blue, as if they had just experienced a 'lesson of love'.

“I am a person who is most reasonable and most kind.”

Chen Du's face wore that signature, spring-breeze-like fake smile.

“I heard that someone wants to buy my crew?”

“Now, I give you two choices.”

Chen Du held up two fingers.

“First, tell me where that Duke Fly is, preferably accurate down to which stall he's shitting in.”

“Second...”

The dark gold halo in his eyes turned slightly.

The void behind him distorted!

The phantom of that ancient and eerie [sacrifice notebook] slowly emerged, emitting an indescribable aura of terror.

“I will Sacrifice your entire family... to the great Cthulhu God as a snack.”

Chen Du leaned forward slightly.

“Choose. Countdown: three seconds.”

“Whoever answers slowest is the Sacrifice.”