Interesting……
When Luna saw them draw their firearms, not only did she not show a trace of fear, but she even narrowed her eyes with interest, the corners of her mouth curling into a playful smile.
The muzzles of the three guns were pointed at her like hungry beasts, as if they would spit out deadly flames in the next instant.
“Heh heh……”
Luna let out a light laugh, clear and cold, filled with mockery and disdain as sharp as a chill wind piercing to the bone, striking straight into the hearts of the three.
She deeply embedded the ornate Long Saber into the ground, then leaned against it elegantly, regarding them with a near-mocking gaze, as if to say: “You’re seeking your own death.”
“Do you really think that with these human weapons, you can inflict even the slightest scratch on me?”
Luna’s voice was low and powerful, each word landing like a heavy hammer on the trio’s hearts.
“How laughable, you arrogant fools.”
Her words made the three involuntarily shiver.
Her voice was filled with ridicule and contempt, as if their fate was already tightly held in her hand.
“Since you’re so insistent, let me see just how powerful your Secret Weapon really is.”
Luna leaned on the Long Saber, striking a posture as if to let them attack as they pleased.
“Let’s make a bet,” Luna’s tone carried a hint of amusement, “I’ll stand right here. If you can hurt me—even just a scratch—I’ll let you go. How about it?”
“Wh-what…!?”
A flash of shock passed through the eyes of the three.
They had originally thought the girl before them would use some fierce means to deal with them, but never imagined she would be so careless, actively proposing such a wager.
“Don’t get cocky!”
The leading Blood Clan member gritted his teeth.
“These may be ordinary guns, but we’ve got Magic Bullets! These Magic Bullets have been specially treated—they can penetrate most defenses! Don’t underestimate us!”
Luna only sneered in contempt at his words.
She knew what Magic Bullets were and understood their power couldn’t be dismissed.
But to her, Magic Bullets were nothing but toys, incapable of posing a true threat.
“Then come on. Show me how strong your Magic Bullets really are.”
Her voice brimmed with provocation, as if she couldn’t wait to see them fail.
Under the girl’s gaze, the three took a deep breath and quickly steadied themselves.
They knew this was their only chance.
They had to go all out if they hoped to defeat her.
“Pour all your bullets into her!”
With a single command, the three simultaneously pulled their triggers, and a barrage of bullets rained down on the girl.
However, to their shock, as the bullets neared her, it was as if an invisible force blocked them.
They all fell to the ground around her, unable to harm her in the slightest.
Luna continued smiling at them, as if watching a tedious farce.
The outcome of the wager had long been decided.
They were destined to end this farce with death.
When the last bullet was spent and the scent of gunpowder filled the air, the three still stood frozen, eyes wide, staring at Luna—who remained untouched—as if those bullets had been mere illusions.
“Trash~ Are you all just trash~”
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with mockery, her tone dripping with scorn.
“Looks like I won the bet.”
With her words, Luna changed her stance beside the Long Saber.
She slowly drew the ornate blade, its arc cutting beautifully through the air as she aimed it squarely at them.
The blade shimmered with a cold light, dazzling and terrifying in this Scarlet Alley, silently declaring their fate—death.
The mingling of scarlet hues and the blade’s icy gleam created a suffocating and dreadful atmosphere, making the trio’s hearts clench involuntarily.
Their faces turned ashen.
They finally realized what kind of existence they were facing.
Every movement the girl made radiated an irrefutable authority and power, filling them with unprecedented fear and despair.
“No… impossible…”
The lead Blood Clan member muttered, disbelief and terror thick in his voice.
“How could we lose… how…”
Yet reality was cruel.
There was not the slightest hesitation or mercy in her eyes—only the desire for victory and contempt for the weak.
“Goodbye, trash.”
Luna whispered.
Then, with the Long Saber in hand, she charged toward them!
***
When the battle ended, only the lead Blood Clan member remained standing in the Scarlet Alley, trembling, his face pale with fear and despair.
Around him, his two companions lay on the ground, bodies mangled and lifeless, the scene gruesome.
Scarlet liquid splattered across the alley, blending into the surroundings.
In his ears echoed the heart-pounding scene from just moments before—when Luna darted forward like a specter, all he could hear were his companions’ desperate screams.
She moved so fast they didn’t even have time to draw their weapons or use their skills before being instantly overwhelmed.
“You’re the last one.”
Luna’s voice was cold as ice, the Long Saber already pressed to the Blood Clan member’s throat.
The sharp blade lightly broke his delicate skin, a thin trickle of blood sliding down its edge, merging chillingly with the weapon’s coldness.
His body stiffened, a strangled sound emerging from his throat, but not a single word came out.
“Now, as long as you answer my questions honestly—”
Luna’s voice carried a hint of impatience but was suffused with unquestionable authority.
“—you can die without pain. Do you understand?”
Her gaze revealed a profound coldness, as if she had already seen through the Blood Clan member’s heart, aware of his fear and struggle.
She was fully prepared—should he show even a hint of resistance, she would end his life immediately.
In this Scarlet Alley, the scent of death lingered in every corner.
And to him, the girl before him was the goddess of life and death, deciding the end of every soul.
Yet even at this moment, the Blood Clan member still refused to submit to the girl.
“Never!”
He bit down hard, determination flashing in his eyes.
He tried to crush the Hydrogen Cyanide Capsule hidden in his mouth, hoping to end his own life and escape interrogation.
But at the very instant he tried—
“Thinking of suicide? I never agreed to that.”
Luna’s voice was cold and absolute, her movements even faster than the Blood Clan member’s.
With a flash of the Long Saber, like a meteor tearing through the night sky, she severed his head in an instant.
Blood sprayed.
The Blood Clan member’s body collapsed limply, his head rolling aside, eyes still wide in disbelief and terror.
Yet Luna wasn’t finished.
She let out a faint hum, her fingers twitching.
A mysterious light enveloped the Blood Clan’s severed head.
This was her Magic skill—[Slow Thought]—capable of making the target die slowly in agony and despair, experiencing endless pain.
“Enjoy your final moments.”
Luna smirked coldly, standing there, silently watching as the Blood Clan member writhed in pain until the fire of life was completely extinguished.
In this scarlet world, the scent of death grew heavier.
And Luna’s figure appeared even lonelier and colder.
“Hum hum~”
As the last Blood Clan member fell and the battle came to an end, ‘Luna’ happily hummed a little tune.
She turned to look at the “real” Luna dry-heaving nearby, a triumphant grin on her face.
“See? I told you it would be easy, brat. Just trust me.”
Eliza’s tone carried a trace of teasing and pride, as if the brutal battle had been nothing more than a warm-up for her.
Luna—the real Luna—was clutching the wall, face pale as she retched.
She had just witnessed the entire massacre carried out in her name by Eliza, and the horrific state of the Blood Clan corpses made her, someone who had never seen such a sight, feel sick to her stomach.
“Ugh……”
Luna gagged again, pain and helplessness in her voice.
Finally, she couldn’t help but complain.
“Why do you have such twisted hobbies…”
Eliza, hearing this, chuckled slyly, a glint of mischief in her eyes.
“It’s just… I’ve been stuck inside for so long, I couldn’t help wanting to move around a bit. Besides, don’t you find it thrilling?”
Luna shook her head helplessly.
She hadn’t expected Eliza to actually enjoy tormenting her enemies this much.
But right now, what she cared about more was what Eliza had said about the Blood Clan’s objectives.
“But… if you do that, isn’t it impossible to get any information from them?”
Luna frowned, glancing at the three Blood Clan corpses on the ground, a wave of frustration washing over her.
She hadn’t considered this at first, but after Eliza’s questioning, she realized it was best to learn their origins and motives.
Now everything was lost.
Eliza shrugged, as if unconcerned by Luna’s reproach.
“Even if I didn’t kill him, he would’ve bitten the Hydrogen Cyanide Capsule. It’s the rule for the Empire Secret Guard. I couldn’t help it.”
Luna grew even more resigned at her words.
She truly hadn’t thought of that, but it was too late to say anything now.
However, just as Luna was about to give up, Eliza suddenly changed the topic.
“But who says you can’t get information after they’re dead? I still have my ways.”
Luna paused, staring at Eliza in confusion.
Eliza walked over to the lead Blood Clan’s severed head and grabbed it.
Luna’s heart skipped a beat, finding Eliza’s actions somewhat terrifying.
This person… is she really playing with corpses now!?
Sensing Luna’s thoughts, Eliza rolled her eyes and explained.
“Don’t think I’m playing with corpses. I have my methods. I can extract information from these guys’ heads.”
Luna eyed Eliza with doubt.
Eliza’s gaze was fixed intently on the head, as if engaging in some mysterious form of communication.
After a few minutes, Eliza finally snapped out of it, a look of realization dawning on her face.
“So that’s it……”
Eliza muttered to herself, as if she had obtained the information she sought from the head.