柔术美女全婐体一丝不一挂

Chapter 476:

Aside from him, there were clusters of squirming black flesh masses next to the man.

If the other four members of the "Fiveman Group" from the "Blank Fire" incident were here, they would be incredibly surprised to discover that this man is none other than the strongest member of the group, the dragon-striped iron mask man!

He still wore the dragon-striped mask on his head, his eyes glowing blood-red. With his hands crossed and a powerful, muscular build, he stood tall as if a deity or demon descended upon this place. His aura, a hundredfold stronger than the one he possessed in Noah, continuously erupted from his body, causing the mountain walls beneath his feet to crack and crumble.

Long ago, when Noah was investigating the situation, only his clone was present. But now, the man standing here is his true self.

Tower, Vanity.

Just a few meters away, a pitch-black tumor clung to a tentacle that resembled an intestine. It writhed, expanded, and contracted incessantly. On the tentacle shaped like an intestine, there were many twisted mouths and eyes, oozing blood and saliva. They uttered strange, unintelligible murmurs that no one could comprehend.

A regular person would likely be driven to madness at the sight of this thing.

Tower, Ignorance.

In the midst of his vain expression, filled with disdain, he gazed upon his companions.

"Never mind, talking to you is pointless. After all, you’re not even an intelligent creature… Just a strange, mysterious being from who knows where…"

But I am different from you.

Vanity continued, "I am a strong person, a true strong person who desires to challenge other strong individuals."

"I will be the one to kill those members of the Babel Tower!"

Vanity stood here and talked for a long time, but Ignorance, squirming beside him, showed no response at all. Clearly, what he said here was only like talking to himself.

He was very angry. His only "audience" was this useless person, which was truly infuriating.

But it didn’t matter.

Next, in the city ahead, there would probably be many more "audience members".

Vanity will, among the people’s fear and admiration, suffocate the members of the Babel Tower, triumphing over the enemies as a mighty conqueror.

In the next instant, Vanity vanished from the spot, leaving behind only strange echoing sounds of Ignorance crawling and wriggling on the ground.

Within its dreadful murmurs, there seemed to be a certain irregular pattern, both chilling and enticing, that provoked deep contemplation.

Vanity once lived within a religious civilization, where "masters" without hair secluded themselves and only selected the Enlightened Ones, who were called the extraordinary beings, to undergo the "Six Rites" in an attempt to transcend.

It is said that only those who go through the "Six Rites" can come closer to the "Awakened One".

Before eliminating all the masters, Vanity was once the youngest person to pass the "Six Rites". At that time, the people of that civilization didn’t yet call him the "Sixth Celestial Demon", but regarded him as the "Son of the Awakened One".

The "From Giving Ceremony" corresponds to the sense of "smell".

And thus gained the ability to discern scents, the sense of "smell".

Vanity could easily locate the things he wanted to find, such as the position of "the strong ones". Standing in front of the palace, he immediately saw the three people approaching him.

One human male, a pair of twin half-human, half-beast female… two strong ones, and one weak one.

Vanity, wearing a mask adorned with dragon patterns, wrapped his arms around himself. His eyes glowed a deep crimson, and just standing there, he seemed to overlook the entire world. He spoke with a voice that was both solemn and resolute.

"If you kneel down and surrender, becoming prisoners, I can consider sparing you."

"This is a path of life."

Before Bai Yan and his two companions could reply, Vanity continued speaking from behind his dragon-patterned mask, "If you’re not kneeling on the ground by the time I count to three, then there will be no other way but the path of death."

"One," Vanity spoke.

"Kill him, Kaluoer."

Bai Yan spoke with a steady tone as he raised his black staff and pointed it towards Vanity ahead.

Without hesitating for a moment, Kaluoer vanished into thin air.

In the next moment, she had appeared before Vanity, with a gleaming black blade in her hand, inching closer.

This blade was slightly shorter than a regular sword, but longer than a dagger or a short knife.

This is the "Civilization-level Relic" that Kaluoer was just bestowed by the "Savior," a loot called "Annihilation" from the Giant Hive, with an unclear effect.

Yes, the effect was "unclear."

Every time it is used, the extraordinary effects it brings are random and unknown. Moreover, the cost depends on the strength of the effect and depletes the current vitality of the user.

However, Kaluoer now possesses the attribute of being an "undead." She no longer has vitality, so she won’t incur any cost.

A certain race that completely lacks the presence of eyes took hold of a Civilization-level Relic that requires sacrificing an eye with each use. Surprisingly, this act didn’t impose any cost on them.

The combination of a Civilization-level Relic and its user requires careful consideration, but normal individuals or factions cannot possess an excessive number of Civilization-level Relics. They would simply use any they have without contemplating combinations or maximizing advantages.

But the Babel Tower was not like that… The Babel Tower was truly wealthy.

Kaluoer vanished into nothingness, and then appeared next to the enemy, launching an attack directly from the dimension of emptiness.

In the moment when her murderous intent was ignited, she was ejected from the dimension of emptiness. At the instant when she struck, her weapon was already pressed against the opponent’s skin.

The time for the enemy to react was less than even a fraction of a second!

And once Kaluoer’s attack hits, it triggers her innate power called "Vanishing Formlessness," rendering any extraordinary lifepreserving powers of the opponent immediately ineffective.

In addition, with the awakened "Otherworldly Realm" that surpasses all limits of skill, Kaluoer can tear apart the "Aura" of Apocalypse itself, instantly rending the enemy’s body into pieces.

Unless the enemy is a monster or being that can survive being torn into pieces, it’s almost certain they will perish … like Maryse, a type of Apocalypse that highly likely would be instantly slain when faced with Kaluoer, who is also an Apocalypse.

Of course, victory or defeat is not simply a matter of compatibility or restraint. If Maryse had prior knowledge, she could easily use her psychic powers to manipulate metahumans in a city, hindering and misleading Kaluoer. Meanwhile, she could hide herself by transforming into invisible clothes, gradually competing with Kaluoer to see who would reveal a flaw first.

Among metahumans of the same level, the most crucial factor that determines the outcome is… information!

The ability with the greatest power to gather information is undoubtedly the game of "Babel Tower"!

Kaluoer’s weapon was about to strike, but she saw Vanity’s arm move at an astonishing speed, unexpectedly overtaking in an instant, avoiding the "destruction" and grabbing Kaluoer’s arm.

The burst of speed, comparable to the eruption of "Deep Red – Divine Punishment," made Kaluoer’s lightning-fast agility seem almost still in comparison to the speed he had just unleashed.

And this grip was incredibly powerful, capable of potentially tearing Kaluoer’s arm apart in an instant.

However, Kaluoer had become extremely skilled after arriving at the Apocalypse.

She clearly didn’t possess the vanity of being fast, but the weapon in her hand was impossible for her opponent to dodge no matter what. It was like a venomous snake that clung relentlessly, always close to Vanity’s body.

And so, Vanity decided not to hide.

He forcefully grabbed Kaluoer’s arm, holding it tightly. The tremendous strength caused the ground beneath their feet to shatter, and that seemingly delicate arm instantly bent and crumbled.

But "Annihilation" also struck Vanity’s abdomen, and immediately… Kaluoer’s abdomen was splattered with black blood, and due to the random effect of "Annihilation," it froze with an icy chill, causing her entire body to be frozen in frost.

Rebound damage?

Kaluoer pondered, even though the opponent possessed this terrifying ability, logically speaking, it should have been nullified by her own "Vanishing Unseen" power.

"Scars are the mark of a strong person, so thank me."

Vanity’s voice was calm, knowing that the enemy was not dead, he reached out his other hand to grab Kaluoer’s head.

He purposely didn’t completely destroy that arm, in order to prevent the enemy from escaping.

If you don’t hit a vital spot, you’ll die. If you hit a vital spot, you’ll die. Only by completely destroying every inch of the body will you die, only when the soul dissipates will you die… Among the four levels of endurance, Vanity sincerely hoped that his enemy was only the second one.

Otherwise… it would be too troublesome to kill.

But Vanity didn’t catch Kaluoer, who had already been frozen and captured. Instead, he found that the other person suddenly disappeared, leaving him with only an empty arm in his hand.

Vanished into nothingness.

Vanity fell into deep thought.

The troublesome ability was not easy to defeat.

The recent confrontation actually happened within a second. It wasn’t until this moment that Evie finally reacted, shouting with anger and worry, "How dare you hurt Kaluoer!"

She glared angrily at Vanity, then anxiously called out to Bai Yan standing beside her, "Quickly, go help her!"

What surprised Evie was that Viscount Edmond actually shook his head.

"Don’t you help?"

Evie was completely stunned, and then she became angry.

As Vanity kept a wary eye out for the disappearing enemy, he gazed at Bai Yan and said, "Your strength is not insignificant, but hiding behind others in cowardice, the weakness of your spirit is truly nauseating."

Bai Yan smiled faintly, in fact, he rarely smiled like this.

But this smile was like a gentle breeze that swept away the accumulated snow of winter, bringing a sense of peace and warmth.

"You are right, I am weak and in need of that girl’s protection… She is now my protector, fighting to keep both me and her sister safe from harm."

He looked at Evie who was supposed to be angry, but felt that something was off, and Evie wasn’t completely getting angry.

Kaluoer can defeat him," Bai Yan said calmly. "We must believe in her."

She is not a tool or a weapon, nor is she a slave. She is our protector, our companion, and family.

Evie was slightly startled, and then a huge sense of warmth flooded her heart… It definitely wasn’t her own emotions, but the feelings coming from her little sister.

Kaluoer?

Evie suddenly began to understand why Kaluoer, her little sister, always seemed to act as if she didn’t need her.

Because, she truly didn’t need her anymore.

But it was Kaluoer who was needed, not herself.