The battle below became increasingly intense.
But the result of the battle ended with Marin's defeat.
Marin was completely no match for Esdeath.
She was suppressed from beginning to end.
Especially.
When Esdeath brought out her second stage.
There was no need to even fight anymore.
"Hmm!"
Marin knelt on one knee, and drops of blood had already seeped out from under her mask.
"It looks like."
"This is the end."
Esdeath's voice was very calm: "You could be considered a decent opponent."
"Underworld Warrior?"
"No, that's not right..."
Marin had already noticed something was wrong.
What she had been wearing just now looked like Underworld Cloth, but was actually different.
Although.
Both Underworld Cloth and the battle garb manifested in the second stage of Demon Imperial Arms.
Were dark purple in color.
But there were still some differences in the overall coloring.
Underworld Cloth was pure dark purple.
While the battle garb of Demon Imperial Arms had some red mixed into the dark purple color.
Simply put.
Very similar to demonic colors.
"Saint..."
Akame and Kurome.
The two sisters emerged from somewhere, looking at Marin with curiosity.
It was completely their first time seeing one.
"So this is a Saint?"
Chelsea poked her head out from behind Akame, looking at Marin curiously. After thinking for a moment, she said: "Esdeath, can you tie her up?"
"This kind of opponent should just be killed directly."
Esdeath was quite cold, opening one hand as an ice sword appeared in her palm.
Chelsea wagged her finger: "You don't understand this."
"This one, no matter how you look at it, is also like a great beauty."
"Moreover."
"From her, we might be able to get more intelligence, right?"
Everyone understood what Chelsea meant.
Mm!
Qualified to become a retainer, worth trying.
"..."
Marin remained silent and didn't make any harsh threats. She had been frozen solid by that terrifying freezing air.
She now had almost no power to resist.
"Alright."
"Stop fooling around."
Najenda walked out wearing a women's fitted suit, looked at Marin kneeling on the ground, and said: "Akame, handle this, then strip off the Aquila Silver Cloth from her body."
Remove the armor!
Remove the armor!
"Yes, Boss."
Akame quietly nodded. She stepped forward and drew her Imperial Arms.
One-Cut Killer: Murasame!
Murasame was a cursed blade. If struck by this cursed blade, one would be infected with curse poison and die quickly.
Of course.
From Esdeath's performance, as long as the poisoned part was cut off, it wouldn't spread.
However.
That was in the past.
Now that this Imperial Arms had been transformed into a Demon Imperial Arms.
Murasame had gained rapid improvements.
Not just curse poison, but it could attach all negative effects to Murasame.
Akame walked to Marin's side and flashed Murasame past her.
Swish.
Marin only felt a very small wound appear on her arm, but the next moment, her body had already collapsed to the ground uncontrollably.
Weak and powerless.
Her Cosmo had completely dissipated.
At this moment.
Marin opened her mouth but found she couldn't even speak.
Kurome and Chelsea walked over and efficiently stripped Marin completely clean - not just the Aquila Silver Cloth, but all other clothing as well.
Chelsea even carefully examined her inside and out.
It could only be said.
If looks could kill, Marin had already killed Chelsea a thousand times over.
"Why are you all looking at me?"
Chelsea raised her head, seeing that everyone else was looking at her. Even Esdeath, the sadistic queen, had a very strange look in her eyes.
Chelsea put her hands on her hips and said seriously: "Really, you don't understand at all. Many times, what if something is carried in some special position?"
Chelsea wagged her finger, indicating that you don't understand at all!
"..."
Akame and Kurome, both also from assassin backgrounds, fell silent.
What to say?
Nothing to say!
As assassins, the sisters were standard creed-type killers - as long as they eliminated everyone they saw, they would have perfectly completed their mission.
But Chelsea was different. She had learned far too much.
"Boss, how should this Cloth be handled?"
Chelsea asked Najenda.
"This..."
Najenda wasn't very sure either.
Ker walked out at this time, looked at Marin who was like a little lamb, and said helplessly: "Akame, Kurome, take her back."
"Okay."
The sisters Akame and Kurome directly lifted Marin front and back.
That feeling...
Little demons kidnapping Tang Monk?
Front and back, they just carried her away?
Najenda asked: "Ker, how should this Cloth be handled?"
Ker shook her head: "Don't bring the Cloth into the underworld. Every Cloth contains Athena's will and is also a coordinate."
"If the other side uses this as a coordinate to determine the underworld's location."
"It's easy to break through..."
"Sorry."
"I forgot."
"Lord Underworld King has already stepped into the God King realm. Athena can't do it anymore."
"However."
"What should be guarded against still needs to be guarded against."
Ker thought of the key point, shook her head, and explained.
"I see."
Chelsea nodded understandingly, moved closer, and asked carefully: "Ker, that Silver Saint called Marin, there's no problem, right?"
"No problem."
"That's good."
The battle at the Underworld King's City came to an end.
Leone didn't know about the situation here.
Both Sora and Persephone had noticed, but they didn't want to mention it and ruin the mood.
The three had already arrived at the seaside.
At the same time!
An island emanating holy and dignified aura appeared before their eyes.
"Fairy Island?"
Sora raised an eyebrow, seemingly not expecting to arrive here.
Read 30 advance chapters on: patre on.com/Bored_Mortal