Lilith leapt lightly from Fenrir's shoulder, her military boots landing silently.
She raised her head. On her exquisite little face, all coldness and calm had vanished, replaced by a pure thirst for slaughter. Her scarlet vertical pupils reflected the instantly pale face of [Kong].
She smiled.
The corners of her mouth curled into a chilling arc that stood in stark contrast to her cute face.
"I haven't properly repaid you for the hospitality last time."
Before her voice could fade—
*Bang!!!*
The specially-made stone slabs where Lilith had been standing suddenly exploded!
Lilith's figure had already vanished from the spot, leaving only the boom of air rushing back into the vacuum!
Fast! So fast it exceeded the limits of visual perception!
[Kong]'s pupils shrank to pinpricks; his SS-Level Talent, [Life Transfer], was about to activate.
But Lilith was faster!
Fast enough to match the speed of [Kong]'s mental command!
As if teleporting, Lilith's petite figure appeared directly in front of him, within arm's reach!
A silver-white tail covered in hideous bone spikes and tipped with a sharp blade, like a long-prepared venomous dragon, tore through the air with afterimages and a shriek, striking precisely and ruthlessly—
*Puchi!*
Blood splattered!
The three-meter-long bone tail pierced through [Kong]'s body without resistance, entering through his chest and exiting through his back, lifting him off the ground like a candied haw on a stick!
"Aargh!!!!!"
[Kong] let out a roar of pain, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.
He could feel a violent surge of blood energy mixed with strange electrical currents flooding into his body through the bone tail, wantonly destroying his life force.
The current wasn't strong, but it felt like countless ants gnawing at him, torturing his internal organs.
The surrounding air was distorted by a powerful aura and blood energy, making it impossible for [Kong] to perform [Life Transfer].
"Presumptuous!"
From the Dragon Country camp, a stocky man with a steady aura standing beside Luna roared.
He was Xuanwu, ranked ninth on the hunter leaderboard, known for his absolute defense and terrifying strength.
No matter [Kong]'s faults, he was one of the Dragon Country's representatives this time; he could not be killed in public so easily!
Even if he were to be killed, it couldn't be done in front of so many factions and right under their noses!
He stomped his foot, making the ground tremble, and launched himself like a heavy cannonball, throwing a punch!
The wind from his fist solidified like a giant hammer, the air compressing into a boom as it aimed straight for Lilith's head!
This punch was unadorned, yet it carried tens of thousands of pounds of force!
Lilith didn't even look back.
She continued to look at [Kong], who was skewered in mid-air and struggling in pain, as if she were merely disposing of an eyesore.
Facing Xuanwu's punch, which was powerful enough to collapse a building, she casually raised her small, slender right fist, clad in a black glove, and extended it backward nonchalantly.
There was no buildup, no stance—it didn't even look like she was throwing a punch.
It was like a fist bump between friends.
"Scram!"
A single, airy word.
The next second—
*Thud!!!!*
It was as if two mountains had collided!
An extremely dull explosion erupted, and a visible circular shockwave radiated from the point of impact, flipping and shattering all the stone slabs in the courtyard!
Several nearby attendants from various countries were even pushed back by the blast wave.
Then, everyone witnessed a scene that made their scalps tingle.
Lilith's petite figure hadn't budged an inch; not even the corner of her clothes had fluttered.
She still maintained the posture of skewering [Kong] with her tailbone.
Meanwhile, Xuanwu—the one who had initiated the attack and was famous for his strength and defense—was sent flying backward faster than he had come, as if hit head-on by a train traveling at full speed!
*Rumble—!*
His burly body smashed right through a thick brick wall at the edge of the courtyard and crashed into a Japanese-style building behind it.
Dust billowed into the sky, wood chips and bricks flew everywhere, and half of the building collapsed.
Silence.
The courtyard fell into a deathly silence.
Aside from Forti and the others who had already seen some of Lilith's strength, the representatives of all other factions—including several SSS-Rank Hunter—showed unconcealable shock and horror on their faces.
A casual punch!
With just a casual punch, without even using any obvious skills or magic discharge, she had sent Xuanwu—ranked ninth and known for his defense and strength—flying nearly a hundred meters, smashing through walls and buildings!
What kind of terrifying physical strength was this?!
Was this truly a body a human could possess?
Amidst the dust, Xuanwu pushed aside the broken wood and bricks pressing on him and stood up, looking somewhat disheveled.
His bronze face was flushed red, his chest heaved violently, and his right arm trembled uncontrollably, the entire limb numb from the impact.
The look he gave Lilith was filled with unprecedented gravity and deep wariness.
This girl... was [Ye]!
First on the hunter leaderboard—she truly deserved the title!
Only now did everyone completely confirm the terrifying identity of this petite loli in military uniform.
All previous doubts, contempt, and assessments seemed laughable in the face of the violent power and soaring killing intent that had yet to fully dissipate.
At the front of the Dragon Country camp, Luna remained motionless, his expression still steady.
But the moment Xuanwu was sent flying, his gaze became incredibly deep and sharp, his purple eyes shimmering as they locked onto Lilith.
Although his aura hadn't erupted, it naturally formed an invisible field that walled off Lilith's pervasive killing intent and pressure, protecting the other shaken members behind him.
Just then, Forti took a step forward, standing half a step to the side and front of Lilith. Facing Luna and the returning Xuanwu, his voice was calm but carried an unquestionable firmness.
"Lord Purple Blaze, Lord Xuanwu. This is a personal life-and-death grudge between Lilith and [Kong]. Today is merely a reckoning. I ask that you—do not interfere!"
He emphasized "personal grudge" clearly, defining the nature of the conflict while blocking any excuse for the other side to intervene as national representatives.
The atmosphere in the courtyard was as tense as a drawn bowstring, on the verge of snapping.
On one side was the top-ranked [Ye], who had just displayed shocking strength and was determined to kill, along with her allies.
On the other side was the Dragon Country, with its deep foundations and unfathomable leader. Although they had lost the SS-Rank Hunter [Kong], for the vast population of the Dragon Country, one SS-Rank Hunter was not enough to shake their foundation.
The powerhouses from other factions held their breath and silently backed away, both to avoid being caught in the crossfire and to coldly observe this sudden peak confrontation.
In the crowd, a handsome young man dressed in a magnificent gold-trimmed white robe, with a cinnabar dot on his forehead and a divine indifference on his face, slightly opened his half-closed eyes. A vision of life and death seemed to flash through them.
He was the Indian representative, ranked third on the hunter leaderboard—Brahma.
For the first time, his gaze toward Lilith carried a sense of gravity.
Another individual, a girl with long golden hair and azure eyes, looked toward Lilith with a flash of wariness and hesitation in her eyes before eventually disappearing into the crowd.
Previously, she hadn't recognized Lilith as the giant beast from Resident Evil, but after the other party released her aura, this familiar scene confirmed it for her.
Although she didn't know what grudge existed between [Kong] and Lilith, seeing Lilith's ruthlessness in killing [Kong] right in front of these two SSS-Rank Hunter from the Dragon Country, she feared she would be the next one on the list for a reckoning.
Judging by the other's dominance and her decisive actions in the previous scenario, there was no way she would let her go.
Lilith seemed oblivious to the gazes around her.
She slowly turned her bone tail, lifting the impaled [Kong] to eye level, her scarlet pupils staring directly into his face, which was contorted with pain and fear.
"I said,"
Her voice returned to its previous icy flat tone. Though still youthful, it was even more chilling than her earlier killing intent.
"I would find you, and then..."
On the bone tail, dark red Blood-Lightning began to dance silently.
"Crush you, inch by inch."
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