Comprehensive Heroic Spirit Dominator

"You can't do this! I am one of the sources of internal funds for the Taishi Bureau!" Kusuki Kazuomi said angrily. "Get lost! Don't appear in front of me again, or I will report your failure in this mission to the Taishi Bureau!"

"Alas..." sighed softly, looking at the complacent middle-aged man in front of him, Misaki Kiriha showed a little pity in his eyes. "Don't you know your own status? It's really stupid."

"What are you talking about! Let me tell you! When I return to the Taishi Bureau this time, I will definitely ask the upper management of the Taishi Bureau to dismiss you! Throw you to those dangerous borders!"

Kusuki Kazumi said angrily when he heard the words, with a hysterical look on his face.

Seeing this, Misaki Kiriha shook her head, and gently raised the curse-mounted double-pronged spear in her hand to the head of Kusuki Kazuomi.

"Without strength, you will always be weak. Listening to the noise of the weak, I have to do something..."

"You...what are you going to do..." Jiuxuki Kazumi's face was pale, obviously thinking of something, he could not help but shrink his neck, pulled up the office chair between the two, and touched under the desk with the other hand go.

"What an idiot."

The girl in leather murmured, her eyes full of contempt.

"bass--"

A silver light flashed past, and blood was splashed on the expensive dark red carpet.

"AH! MY ARM! MY ARM!!!!!!"

With just one shot, Misaki Kiriha pierced through the sturdy office chair, cutting off Kusuki Kazuomi's arm that was touching under the desk in an instant.

The curse-mounted double-pronged spear made of special metal may be a little weak for some thick-skinned monsters, but it is really easy to use to penetrate the body of a mortal.

The man named Kazuomi Kusuki wailed, screamed, and cursed in the pool of blood with his broken arm in his arms. He kept rolling and struggling, but he couldn't stop the blood gushing from the wound.

The body gradually became colder, the overflowing blood became calmer, the thing called life force was slowly drawn out, and even the cursing and wailing became hoarse.

"What a boring man, a smart idiot, this is really ugly."

Appreciating the struggle of Kusuki Kazuomi in front of her, Misaki Kiriha, who was holding a magic gun, watched coldly. The stinky and sticky blood stuck to her boots and was swallowed by the squirming clothes.

As if feeling the presence of blood, the leather clothes all over her body twisted irregularly, rubbing against every part of her skin.

Black lines emerged from her neck, and covered her entire pretty face in an instant, and in those deep purple eyes, there was a red glow like a ghost.

That is the price of being eroded by black mud and gaining that power, a state called 'evil fall'.

"It's really... not enough... How can this little blood and howls satisfy its thirst..."

Misaki Kiriha showed a sinister grin on her face, caressing the skin covered by the leather coat, feeling the wriggling of the delicate tentacles, brandishing the double-pronged spear and walking outside the house.

There are also tens of thousands of tourists and service personnel, all of which will be her offerings to the black mud—or, in other words, to the joy emerging from her body!

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The air is full of elegant fragrance, which is not an artificial fragrance, but a comfortable and 'salvation' breath that can make people feel from the spiritual body.

However, unlike this extremely refreshing fragrance, there are ruins all around.

Broken hotel buildings, broken asphalt streets, and human corpses that gradually turned into white dust and flew into the air.

Although it is a scene like the end of the world, it has a thrilling beauty. Just standing in the center of this disaster, one can experience the ultimate beauty of human beings.

That is the sublimation of all human beings, the concept engraved in the Hindu 'simulated star map', that is, all people in the world will be 'sublimated' and become the existence called enlightened beings.

And under the sprinkling of pure white brilliance, even if it is a fragmented city, there is a feeling of comfort in the ruins, not fear and panic.

However, all the human beings who could see this scene no longer exist.

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Chapter 570 The Dregs of the Nightmare King (asking for a reward)

The bright brilliance splashed on the ground, and there were messy ruins everywhere. The originally solid hotel buildings had all collapsed, and the entire azure paradise was covered with scars. You could even see the raging seawater in some huge deep pits.

Destruction, catastrophe, end...

All the bad words can't describe the stunning scenery in front of you. Although the breath of death is permeating like the end, this world is covered with the power to sublimate human beings.

The power called "Reincarnation of Guiyi" protects this land. Within a radius of more than ten miles, it will be quite simple for human beings to "enlighten" and surpass.

Perhaps if it is in the center of the city, it is not difficult to create a few "enlightened beings" with this method. Of course, the enlightened beings catalyzed in this way do not have much strength, they just surpass everything in terms of will.

But unfortunately, in the center of this blue paradise, in the hotel area with a large number of tourists, there is no trace of human habitation.

At the moment of Lilith's death, at the moment when she was locked by Guiyi's reincarnation, as the Nightmare King, she completely detonated all her power, trying to resist Gilgamesh with a desperate blow.

Obviously, the lethality of Guiyi's reincarnation is absolute. No matter how hard she struggled, she was completely 'purified' and 'sublimated', leaving only a little power, which was retained by the King of Heroes. Under this burst of power, ordinary mortals couldn't even resist, and they all turned into broken dust and were completely obliterated by the power of the nightmare.

In the ruinous beauty in front of me, no human survived. Even if they hid behind the thick walls, even if the corpses were perfectly preserved, the most important spirit body was still killed and turned into a pile of dust. To be swept away by the breeze.

"Have they all died? It seems that the human beings in this world are really weak."

Gilgamesh stood among the ruins, looked around and frowned.

"And even the spirit body has been destroyed, and it can't even be resurrected. It's really ruthless."

"That... what is this?" Nangong Nayue said in astonishment as she saw the ball of light constantly struggling in Gilgamesh's hands. "Could this be Lilith's spirit body? Can she survive such a blow?"

"Yes and no." Gilgamesh shook his head and said frankly. "Only a truly 'outstanding person', or a fully enlightened Buddha, can survive under this kind of power, right? Ordinary monsters will definitely be 'reduced' in an instant."

"Then, this is..."

"It's just the remaining dregs. This is the power that belongs to Lilith. Although it is only the tiniest part of it, it is still useful."

While talking, he picked up Yutomi Eguchi, who was dying, and admired that immature pretty face.

"However, even the remaining dregs can make these nightmares the most precious treasures."

"You mean..." Seeing this, Himeragi Yukina's eyes flashed brightly for a moment. "Did you forgive her?"

"No, I just want her to dedicate her humble strength to this king's plan."

There was a coldness in his voice, Gilgamesh looked at this loli and chuckled with disdain.

"Although she is a little weaker, her talent is quite excellent. Although I don't like the ability to affect the consciousness of others, it can also be used as a collectible."

While speaking, Gilgamesh stuffed the ball of light in his hand into Yutomi Eguchi's wound, and some black substance as sticky as blood filled Loli's body together.

In an instant, the wound healed, and the bloody scar just now seemed to not exist at all.

Regarding the recovery ability of "all the evils of this world", human injuries are really meaningless. Every creature corroded by black mud has the strongest level of "immortality", even if it is thrown into the sun in its entirety , and can also be resurrected in any corner of human society by virtue of the maliciousness accumulated by human beings.

As for the injuries, it was meaningless to those non-human beings. They were closer to liquid life forms and the like. The appearance of human beings was just a false disguise, and in essence they were just monsters condensed by malice.