"The Herrschers of Domination are active again?"
"Leave this to me. I was just looking to go out and stretch my legs."
The last cleanup had quieted the Herrschers of Domination for a while, but these guys just don't learn from their mistakes and are now starting to be active around the world again.
The swordswoman, who already enjoyed acting chivalrously, naturally took on the task, wanting to travel the world and rid it of this evil.
But...
"Hey! What's with those expressions!? Do you have a problem with me going out to do good deeds?"
The well-intentioned Shenzhou swordswoman stood with her hands on her hips, puzzled by the reactions of the people around her.
The ample curves on her chest trembled with the movement of her body, the deep cleavage as eye-catching as an abyss.
Almost defeated by this move, Brian quickly averted his gaze from Li Sushang, his eyes meeting Bronya's for a fleeting moment.
"Sushang, I think it's better if you don't get involved in this matter. It might be a bit dangerous for you."
The black-haired young man kindly advised.
This was a duel between him and Bronya—a decisive battle at the summit of the Theater!
Whoever loses, will lose their lifelong happiness!
Li Sushang, unaware of the inside story, only thought this man was concerned about her. "Not this time. I definitely won't be as reckless as last time."
Her heart was a little touched.
But what followed was a surge of killing intent towards the Herrschers of Domination.
Last time, she had been bold due to her high skill, confident that her Taixuan Sword God could defeat even a Herrscher, so she rushed into the Herrschers of Domination's main camp.
Unexpectedly, those guys didn't play by the rules and even set up a trap with an instant-kill mechanic, which almost got her and Seele killed there.
A prepared attack against an unsuspecting target, coupled with the irresistible force of collapsing space, was what nearly led to her defeat.
This time, she was fully prepared and would absolutely not repeat the same mistake.
She had been holding onto this grudge for a long time!
"Alright then."
Seeing that Li Sushang had made up her mind, Brian didn't try to stop her anymore. "We will be the main force for this operation. I'll go with you."
"..."
This... this feeling...
Li Sushang's heart warmed, feeling as if this guy had just thrown a direct, unabashed straight ball at her!
Because she fell into a trap last time, this guy was worried about her, so he decided to act together with her.
He was actually temporarily setting aside the beautiful girls vying for his attention in his harem to act with her for her protection!
He has designs on me!
Ripples spread across the clear lake of her heart, and Li Sushang's mind raced with countless thoughts.
A faint blush appeared on the girl's delicate face, but was quickly suppressed by Li Sushang's powerful self-control.
She was the third-generation successor of the Taixuan Sword School, one of the very few sword masters of the Shenyun Realm. She couldn't change her opinion of this scoundrel just because of one sentence.
And when she thought about all the outrageous things he had done to her, and how his lecherous hands had once grabbed her butt, creating layers of waves...
"Hmph! You scoundrel!"
With that, Li Sushang turned and left without a second thought.
Leaving the two original parties somewhat bewildered.
"What's wrong with Sushang?"
"Perhaps she's upset that you didn't make a move on her?"
Not far away, the naturally lively Herrscher of Sentience struck an exaggerated pose, kneeling on both feet and sighing to the heavens, "It's over, it's over, our only grand-disciple has also been conquered by that guy."
Fu Hua: "..."
An expression of speechlessness was needed here.
"Be serious. It's not good if people see this."
"It's fine, the great Herrscher of Sentience will modify their consciousness!"
Fu Hua: "..."
...
In a certain mansion...
"You... you all... will die a horrible death!"
The man in the suit clutched his neck tightly, his eyes filled with venomous hatred, but he couldn't stop the vibrant liquid from flowing out along with his life.
He had just managed to become a successful person through the power of his Herrscher authority, just managed to possess the immense wealth and beautiful concubines he could never have imagined before.
And yet...
These things he had longed for had become his death warrant, the very source of his exposure, attracting the attack of Anti-Entropy.
A hand pressed against his chest, skillfully extracting a Herrscher Core from his torso.
The black-haired boy, having completed his mission, looked at the man on the floor as if he were looking at an idiot, his expression full of contempt. "Although you dealt with the guys from the tax bureau, didn't you know that a large amount of wealth from unknown sources is an anomaly in itself?"
If this guy had only controlled a few women and used a small amount of other people's wealth, he wouldn't have attracted their attention.
After all, in the information age, the exchange of information is very rapid, and small anomalies would not attract any notice.
But this guy was too greedy. He went from being a Homeless person to a billionaire with a huge fortune, living in a big House, and sleeping with supermodels.
"If you don't die, who will?"
Greed is the rag that wipes away profits.
If it weren't for this guy's greed and his disregard for the laws that maintain the normal functioning of society, he would probably only have been sent to prison even if all the other Herrschers of Domination were caught.
Some Herrschers of Domination were truly naive about the ways of the world, merely swept along by their peers, making it unnecessary to take their lives.
After all, Brian didn't consider himself some kind of homicidal maniac.
The supermodels in the mansion, freed from control, huddled together, trembling in fear, lest this young-looking boy send them to hell to accompany the man on the floor.
The United States is a country with low human rights, a paradise for the lawless, where countless lives disappear day and night.
The number of people who die from unnatural causes on this continent every year is comparable to a high-intensity war.
The few innocent and pitiful women looked at the young Brian with fear; a single glance from him would be enough to make them obediently offer themselves up.
Li Sushang walked up, her amber eyes looking at the man's back with some admiration.
Perhaps it was because he had been so direct with her before, but she found him much more pleasing to the eye. His current ruthless actions could even be described as decisive.
"I've searched the place. There's nothing of special value here."
"Then let's go. On to the next place."
Operating on multiple fronts, now that all the Herrschers of Domination had appeared, the three major organizations simultaneously began a cleanup operation, determined to sweep this rabble completely into the dustbin of history.
In the face of the great cause they pursued, the rabble of the Herrschers of Domination didn't even qualify to be stepping stones.
The surviving women in the room stared blankly at the mansion, where only a corpse was slowly growing cold on the floor. It wasn't until a gentle breeze blew past that they came to their senses, hugging each other and crying with joy.
A puppet leaning in the corner was askew, its empty eyes seeming to connect to some mysterious space, seeing these lucky survivors, and also seeing another one of their own kind who had already withered.
"How many is that now?"
"The 251st..."
This voice was weak, as if its courage had been broken by this merciless slaughter.
"The 251st!"
Another puppet's voice was suppressed with anger.
Bang—!
The wooden body, pulled by strings, slammed heavily onto the platform in front of it. The angry puppet stood up, looking at the woman who was the center of attention on the theater stage.
"Bronya Zaychik, we've already lost a quarter of our comrades. Don't you think you owe us an explanation?!"
Either perish in silence or go mad in silence.
It had only been a few days since all the Herrschers of Domination had gathered. They were just about to begin their great undertaking to make the world sink under the iron hooves of the Honkai, but then more of their brethren were attacked by the three major organizations at around the same time.
Their souls were utterly destroyed!
As the de facto leader of all the Herrschers of Domination, a considerable number of the puppets felt that Bronya should be held responsible for this matter!
"That's right! Bronya Zaychik, you must give us an explanation. Why did the three major organizations start attacking us right after you said you were going to do something big?"
The timing was too coincidental, forcing the puppets to be suspicious.
"I think..."
"Maybe..."
The wave of voices grew, creating a sense of overwhelming numbers in front of Bronya.
It seemed that when it came to kicking someone when they were down, almost all the Thousand-strong Herrschers were self-taught, even allowing them, with their different pursuits and desires, to become united as one.
However...
They hadn't even defeated their real opponent, yet they were already starting to fight amongst themselves over an unrealistic speculation.
Such behavior was truly pathetic. The term 'rabble' was indeed the most fitting description for this group.
The silver-haired girl ignored the voices calling for her downfall, causing the puppets with their extremely fragile egos to scream even more hysterically, as if by doing so, they could make Bronya realize her mistake and kneel before them in apology.
But Bronya just sneered, "Are you done talking?"
The girl's gaze was disdainful, looking at these foolish things as if they were brainless insects.
"If you think I betrayed you, then show me the evidence. Otherwise, don't stand here barking like a dog."
"You!"
The puppet pointed at Bronya, trembling all over, but couldn't produce any evidence.
He could only forcefully change direction. "Now it's your turn to prove your loyalty to the Honkai! To prove you haven't betrayed the Thousand!"
"You are the only one among us who has a close relationship with those traitors of the Honkai! Prove your loyalty to the Honkai! Prove your loyalty to the Thousand! This is your duty, Bronya Zaychik!"
Combined with the puppets standing with him, he did indeed have a certain imposing presence.
If someone with a weaker personality were standing here, they would have probably been subdued by this guy's twisted logic and cluelessly stepped into this terrifying trap of self-incrimination.
The terrifying thing about a self-incrimination trap is the presumption of guilt. No matter what others say, you have to do everything in your power to prove you are not responsible.
But a person's energy is limited, while accusations from others are infinite.
One day, you will be crushed by this bottomless trap of self-incrimination, until you fall into an abyss from which there is no escape.
Bronya was too smart to fall for such a foolish move.
"Idiot! The burden of proof lies with the one who claims!"
Bronya showed no weakness, her strength, sufficient to crush anyone here, was her confidence.
"You say I'm disloyal to the Honkai, well I think you're the traitor who sold us out to the three major organizations!"
Giving him a taste of his own medicine.
Bronya directly used the same method to isolate this guy and the Herrschers of Domination standing with him.
"You!"
Suddenly dragged into the same situation, this puppet felt the gazes of his fellow puppets turn hostile.
He broke out in a cold sweat.
Bronya continued to raise the stakes. "As far as I know, the three major organizations don't mind crushing us Herrschers of Domination one by one in dark corners, but they also don't mind having an informant to help them eliminate us more quickly."
"I don't know how many benefits this informant would get, but at the very least, they could save their own life."
With these words, she cast suspicion on everyone of being the 'informant'.
Including Bronya herself.
If Bronya were the informant for the three major organizations, it would be seen as her returning from a wrong path. If others were informants, it would be for survival.
Comparatively, Bronya, with her deep background, was less likely to be the informant. Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen to become one of them.
As for the others...
"They would do anything to survive."
"Hah."
A cold glance pushed the puppet who questioned Bronya into the abyss.
No one else wanted to be seen as the 'informant' in the eyes of their fellow puppets, and this guy who stood up to question Bronya...
"The suspicion that he's the informant is very high. It's not enough for him to lead the three organizations; destroying our unity would be more beneficial to our elimination."
This was a voice filled with certainty.
That puppet was instantly isolated. If it weren't for his wooden body, he would have been drenched in cold sweat.
"Who! Who said that!"
He was fierce in appearance but timid inside, furious and enraged, but couldn't find where the voice came from.
"That's right, only by destroying our unity will they have a greater chance of eliminating us!"
A second voice appeared.
"Come out if you have the guts!"
The puppet grew more frantic.
"The comrades before, was it because this guy was afraid of death that they were eliminated by the three major organizations?"
"You all come out!"
The puppet became hysterical.
But no one answered him.
Or rather...
"Haven't you figured it out yet? This is the answer from all of them!"
Bronya delivered the fatal blow, completely shattering the puppet's fragile heart.
"No... it's not like that..."
The strings pulling the puppet loosened, causing it to crumble into a pile of parts like a collapsing tower of blocks, only a helpless whimper remaining.
Bronya, having given him a taste of his own medicine, looked at him without a shred of pity.
Although she had never stood with these puppets from the beginning, she had not betrayed these pitiful creatures either.
After all, she still needed them to make a small contribution for her, and it was necessary for them to exist until their usefulness was exhausted.
However...
"The concentration of rabble in this group is still too high."
Just a small trap of self-incrimination could cause unimaginable division among the Herrschers of Domination.
If it came to a real life-or-death situation, and their enemies were willing to accept surrenders...
Bronya couldn't imagine what a mess the front lines composed of these guys would collapse into.
"It's time to close the net."
The silver-haired girl returned to the Anti-Entropy base and spoke frankly to the Inner World Protagonist.
At the same time, she was also making a demand of him.
"Are you that eager to get what belongs to you from my body?"
"You bastard, why do your words always sound so lewd!?"
Inner World Protagonist, you're despicable!
Bronya felt the sticky sensation inside her shoes and thought that this guy was particularly annoying.
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