Lucifer’s life is filled with happiness.
Because he has a wonderful father.
In his childhood mory, he rembers the earliest conversation with his father was when he was four years old, shortly after starting kindergarten.
At the ti, he was crying because he liked a girl of the sa age nad Elena.
But Elena always played with Rose in class and not with him, which made him very aggrieved.
After learning about this, his father comforted him by saying, "Son, don’t cry. Your life will be joyful. You can do whatever you want in the future."
At the ti, he said in anger, "Then I want to kill Rose for snatching Elena from !"
His father laughed and said, "No problem, son. You can kill whoever you want because you are Mammon’s son."
Thus, he took the recoil-free pistol his father gave him and went to school the next day, accompanied by bodyguards, and shot Rose, then the kindergarten teacher who rushed in to stop him, and for good asure, a few classmates he found disagreeable.
And afterward?
I don’t know how his father dealt with it, but no sheriff ever ca looking for him.
All he rembers is the news saying that a gangster broke into their kindergarten and committed violence, causing horrific casualties, and has now been arrested.
At that mont, he realized what his father said was true. His life would be joyful, and he could do whatever he wanted.
Thus, he happily grew up under his father’s care, ford bands, beca a celebrity, drank every day, and flirted with girls. Later, feeling boredom from such an aimless lifestyle, he followed New Moon City’s prevailing trend and beca a rcenary for so excitent.
In his first year in the industry, he beca the Best Rookie of the Year.
In fact, he didn’t do anything; the middlen were adamant he was the Best Rookie of the Year, and he couldn’t do anything about it.
After that, things were as they were, rising up, swaggering all the way, and torturing anyone he disliked.
A few days ago, he tortured a recently established rcenary Corps, whose head was last year’s Best Rookie of the Year and was a grassroots who worked his way up from the bottom.
Grassroots is inspiring? Ha, sorry, his favorite is torturing those who think they are inspiring but have never been beaten by reality.
He liked to crush them underfoot, watching them struggle futilely.
Oh, right...
What was the na of the rcenary Corps he tortured a few days ago?
...
The carousel of mories ended.
Lucifer’s consciousness returned to reality, seeing Dongdong’s eyes gazing at him coldly and the Dragon Steel Baseball Bat coming down on his head.
"Ahhhhh!!!" Happy mories were rcilessly torn by reality, and Lucifer let out a cry of despair.
"Boom—"
With a deafening boom, the bat smashed to the ground, creating a crater that cracked like a spider web.
In a daze, Lucifer found himself still alive.
He turned his head to look...
The baseball bat landed irregularly, half a ter away from his head, veering off in an unnatural direction.
Looking at Dongdong again, she stood there with a perplexed expression, squinting her eyes incessantly, waving her hands in front as if sothing blocked her vision.
Without warning, a burst of blood blossod on Dongdong’s chest, pierced by a high-powered armor-piercing bullet through her energy core.
"Bang!"
The blood flowers danced in mid-air, and the thunderous gunshot echoed from afar.
Dongdong staggered forward and collapsed, her energy core completely destroyed, her engine beginning to extinguish, uncontrollably exiting the second gear overload state.
The power of the piercing bullet was formidable, leaving a fist-sized blood hole in her chest, blood profusely staining the ground.
Dongdong coughed blood while lying in the pool of blood, her pupils shown without focus, akin to a broken doll.
Leading the crowd, a middle-aged man with a fat face and large ears erged, holding a string of prayer beads, eyes swirling with energy, enveloping Dongdong with the power of "Illusionary Blood Code."
"What a blessing that I didn’t arrive late."
"Funeral Star" Xuan Hui joined hands in prayer towards the dying Lucifer.
"Gemini White Star" Park Sang-woo and "Gemini Black Star" Park Sung-wook also walked out side by side, with the forr revealing the dark nozzle of a high-powered armor-piercing bullet in his palm, emitting gentle smoke.
Park Sang-woo looked at Dongdong in a blood pool and cursed, "Ah, really, this kid is actually capable of Second Gear Overload? I haven’t even mastered the First Gear yet."
Park Sung-wook: "I’m the sa as my elder brother."
Controlled by "Spirit Star" Chiyoda Shinnai, the chanical Fierce Beast Ying Fox jumped into the battlefield. Its narrow eyes gazed at Dongdong, suffused with an inexplicable sense of lancholy.
"This girl shouldered everything alone to avoid implicating her companions..."
"Divine Palace... she’s just like you..."
By now, the onlookers and journalists, who enjoyed watching the drama, had surrounded them.
The head of New Moon Seven Stars, "Taiwei Star," had been openly hit by an unknown figure, and the news could stay on the front page for at least a month.
However, as they prepared to photograph Lucifer’s embarrassing scene, suddenly, their vision turned black, and harsh, erratic whispers flooded their minds, nearly ripping apart their consciousness.
Xuan Hui’s calm voice echoed in their minds, "Let the willing one have rcy; Taiwei Star’s current state shouldn’t be spread."
Park Sang-woo pointed the dark nozzle in the palm toward them: "Scram quickly, don’t seek trouble here."
The crowd could only cower away from the square; a few brave ones hid in the corners, snapping a few distant shots for contribution.
Park Sang-woo twisted his neck, leading Park Sung-wook toward the collapsed Dongdong: "Let’s finish off this brat first."
At this mont, Ying Fox’s eyes sharpened, its massive body blocking their path: "What do you plan to do?"
Park Sang-woo: "What do you think?"
Ying Fox: "We’re here to rescue Lucifer, then collect so benefits from Hegemony Company. We’re here to save people, not stab her again."
Park Sang-woo shrugged: "Anyway, we’re here to help Lucifer, might as well do everything."
Ying Fox didn’t retreat and said sternly: "We’re just rescuing people, why engage in heartless deeds?"
Park Sang-woo glared and cursed: "Chiyoda bitch, I told you won are unreliable! Showing pity at a ti like this? Are you joking with ?!"
Xuan Hui also said aningfully: "This girl’s talent is imasurable, and cannot be used by us; it’s useless to keep her."
As the three moved forward, Ying Fox continued blocking with its body, its paws scratching the ground, letting out threatening growls.
Park Sang-woo’s eyes grew eerie: "You’re insistent on ddling? Fine, let tell you, I find her annoying."
"Everyone uses prosthetics, and she’s managed Second Gear Overload at such a young age. How can we stand it if she becos famous? It won’t reflect well on our Gemini Star, so she must die today."
Seeing Ying Fox still blocking the way, Park Sang-woo and Park Sung-wook simultaneously released their Prosthetic Battle Blade: "Kesai giya! You clearly need a lesson!"
Xuan Hui’s eyes swirled with energy, wearing a cold smile: "Chiyoda, I’ve already detected your true body. If you don’t want to die, retreat quickly."
Ying Fox’s body stiffened, evidently affected by the Illusionary Blood Code’s warning impact.
It snorted unwillingly and evaded the three: "Handle this yourselves, I’m not joining in."
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