With that Heaven-Shaking Earth-Shattering Sword that annihilated all the afterimages of the Divine Weapons, the phantom of the gray-haired girl once known as the “Human Limit” scattered in the wind, plunging the vast BOSS Room back into dead silence.
The main crystal of the Fang Tian Shui Jing, unable to withstand the Concept Rewriting and Reproduction at this scale, let out an overburdened hum before shattering into crystal powder on the ground.
“Hah… holy crap, that was way too scary.”
Kars sat slumped on the floor without any dignity, gasping for air.
Since she had crossed over to another world and become the Demon Race’s beautiful girl Calamity Pillar, she had never felt this exhausted before.
This exhaustion stemmed not only from her internal Mana being drained by the battle and the activation of her Authority but also from the series of insane events that had shaken her hundred-year-old soul.
Like the outrageous Authorities of the Dawn Sword Members, like how her colleagues were all benefactors, and like the absolute steel-like strength of the Human Limit.
The girl sighed softly and turned her head to look at Gray, who was collapsed nearby.
That warrior, who usually liked to shield her behind him, was now pale-faced and unconscious, his brow tightly furrowed, as if he were enduring immense pain even in his dreams.
“Seriously, you’re just a Small Fry Human. I really don’t know what kind of potential to revitalize the Demon Race the Demon Lord saw in you to make me go undercover by your side.”
The girl muttered, reaching out a finger to poke Gray’s face.
No reaction.
“Tsk, this is troublesome now.”
Kars looked at the mess around her and scratched her messy blonde hair in distress.
Although Mammon, that bastard who loved spewing garbage talk to annoy her and skimp on funds, had his projection destroyed, that didn’t mean the Labyrinth was safe.
She had previously set up ambush traps and Elite Monsters in the 13th Labyrinth to strike when the Hero let his guard down after her defeat.
She wouldn’t be surprised if Mammon had learned that trick too.
Based on the knowledge she had picked up from Gray and Lily, the best course of action now was to crush their Teleport Crystal and use Space teleportation to return directly to the Valhalla Gate at the entrance of the Labyrinth.
Kars glanced down at the dirty Saintess Robe she was wearing.
This was the Saintess Robe she had worked so hard to obtain during her training at Lothric Holy City.
Though it was now tattered from the continuous battles, deep down, the girl knew exactly what this piece of clothing meant.
It was a testament to the unforgettable memories of the girl named “Kars” and Gray in Lothric City.
They had nearly been tied to that terrifying Big Iron Cross and burned alive.
Gray had almost tried to rescue her in public, but due to the Goddess’s divine revelation, she had accidentally become a Saintess Candidate.
If she used the Teleport Crystal, her equipment and clothes would be forcibly left behind in the Labyrinth.
‘It’s not that I can’t bear to part with this shabby dress! It’s just… just that the fabric is pretty comfortable to wear. Besides, if I get stripped down to my underwear and teleported in front of everyone, where will my dignity as a Calamity Pillar be?!’
Just as she was gritting her teeth and about to hoist Gray onto her back to walk out on foot, a familiar, nauseating smell suddenly hit her nostrils.
It was a wave of Mana tainted with the stench of copper and blood.
More precisely, it was a Greed and Malice Mixture.
“This smell… Mammon?”
Kars’s eyes instantly turned cold, like a shark sensing a single drop of blood in the ocean.
In an instant, she pinpointed the source of the smell—right in the center of the collapsed BOSS Room, beneath a pile of rubble.
The girl walked over and kicked aside the stones.
A skull-sized Mana Crystal, emitting a murky golden light, was exposed in the air.
It was Mammon’s Life Crystal, and the core of this Third Labyrinth.
At that moment, the crystal was trembling slightly.
Kars could clearly sense Mammon’s weak Soul within, radiating an emotion called terror.
It seemed that the Human Limit’s slash had not only destroyed his projection but had even severely damaged his origin through the Soul link.
“Yo, if it isn’t the Greedy Demon who’s always throwing his weight around in the Demon Race? How did you get so pathetic?”
A sly smile tugged at Kars’s lips.
She squatted down and lightly tapped the crystal with her finger.
“Noctiluca… how dare you!”
A faint spiritual fluctuation came through.
“Without the Demon Lord’s permission, Calamity Pillars cannot…”
The girl tilted her head, momentarily put on the spot.
Mammon’s voice was extremely weak, but she couldn’t refute what he said.
If she really did something here, the charge of harming a fellow clan member would be hard to avoid.
Even though infighting among the Demon Race was quite common, and Calamity Pillars could even, with the Demon Lord’s permission, engage in a Blood Fight to the point where one party’s Soul collapsed from repeated death and rebirth, losing their rank, she didn’t want to dirty her own hands.
“But I really don’t want you to survive, Mammon. Who knows what you’ll do to me and Gray once you revive?”
The girl sat by the crystal, propping her chin in thought, before a conspiratorial smile curled at her lips.
“Since I can’t dirty my own hands, I’ll use a borrowed knife to kill.”
She stood up, turned, and walked toward the unconscious Gray.
Struggling, she hoisted Gray’s heavy body, letting him lean against her.
“Ugh… this guy looks pretty skinny, but how is he so heavy?”
Gritting her teeth, she supported his torso from behind, looping her arms through his armpits to wrap around his upper body, and dragged him like a drunk over to Mammon’s crystal.
As a result, Kars found herself in the awkward position of lying on Gray’s back.
The girl’s chest was pressed without reservation against Gray’s broad, firm back muscles.
With each unconscious breath Gray took, she could feel the rise and fall of his back muscles and their hard texture.
“Tsk, focus on business. Calm down, calm down!”
She fiercely shook her head to get rid of the strange, thrilling thoughts that made her body heat up rapidly.
The uncontrollable little lump in her left chest started pounding wildly.
As one of the strongest Great Demons among the Demon Race, and usually facing Heroes while clad in that nearly ten-foot-tall Abyssal Demon Armor, Noctiluca had always thought humans were fragile creatures.
But at this moment, as she truly used this petite girl’s body to feel Gray up close, she realized for the first time that she was actually just a petite girl before this mortal enemy she secretly mocked as a “Small Fry” in her heart.
‘This bastard, you can’t tell when he’s wearing clothes. How are his muscles so solid?’
And they weren’t those bulky, rock-hard slabs of meat, but muscles that were firm yet somehow felt good to the touch.
‘Damn it, what am I daydreaming about?! This must be a side effect from the Demon Lord granting power earlier. Definitely!’
Kars’s reason screamed madly inside, shifting the blame to the side effect that had long dissipated, while trying to suppress the urge to bury her face in Gray’s back, nuzzle around, or reach out and pinch his muscles.
‘I need to finish this quickly. This position is too humiliating! Anyone would think I’m playing 4i!’
Biting back the rising heat in her body and the weakness in her legs, she grabbed Gray’s right hand and forced it to grip the Tai Dao.
‘His hand is so big. The protruding joints look a bit bony, but it doesn’t give a weak impression… No, no, I’m getting sidetracked again!’
“Mammon, this blow wasn’t struck by me, okay? Don’t hold a grudge.”
Kars forced her chin onto Gray’s shoulder, her tone full of schadenfreude.
“This Mr. Hero here is the one who wants to eradicate evil. I’m just a weak little Priestess helping out~.”
As if hearing Kars’s thoughts, or perhaps reacting instinctively to the girl’s scent behind him, Gray’s fingers, held by her hands, actually tightened slightly.
“Die. That’s what you get for saying I only last twenty minutes.”
With a cold glint in her eyes, the girl drove Gray’s hand and the Tai Dao viciously into the Golden Magic Crystal.
Crack.
The Life Crystal, already on the verge of shattering from the Human Limit’s slash, disintegrated completely under this final blow.
“No—!!”
A blood-curdling scream that only Demon Race could hear exploded in Kars’s mind.
The screeching, like nails on a chalkboard, made her frown instinctively.
“So noisy. Can’t you just die quietly?”
With that, she pressed even harder with her strength.
The next second, a terrifying Energy Storm erupted without warning from the crystal’s core.
“Whaaa?! Why does it explode?!”
Kars barely managed a scream before she and Gray were flung back by the massive shockwave.
She instinctively tried to erect a shield, but her magic-depleted body couldn’t react in time.
Just as the girl was busy using the youth’s body as a meat shield, in a place she didn’t notice, a dazzling golden light flew out from the shattered crystal.
Instead of dispersing, it seemed to find a new host.
Tracing a line through the air, it shot straight into Gray’s right hand, which was still gripping the sword.
The next second, the “Teleport Crystal” on both of their waists simultaneously detected a lethal damage judgment.
The light of forced teleportation flashed.
In the last moment before her consciousness was swallowed by the Transfer Light, Kars stared in despair at her Saintess Robe being stripped away by the teleportation rules and let out a hopeless wail.
“My clothes! Aaaaaahhh!!!”
“My beauty salon coupon! Aaaaaahhh!!!”
Premium Chapter
Login to buy access to this Chapter.