Gene Domination: The Loli Who Devours Worlds Chapter 57 57: Godslayer Guild

"Order."

Lilith said to William, her eyes sweeping over the English nu posted on the wall, taking in ten lines at a glance with the expression of an illiterate.

William took half a step forward, summoned the waiter, and rattled off a series of dish nas, covering almost all the signature items and the at dishes that looked substantial on the nu.

The waiter was surprised by the little girl's appetite, but seeing William's cold mask and steady aura, he dared not ask questions and quickly noted the order before retreating.

During the wait for the food, Lilith sat on the stool. Due to her height, her two small feet dangled in the air.

But Lilith didn't mind this at all. Instead, she looked at her skirt, tugged at it with her hand, and spoke.

"I need a few sets of casual clothes that are easy to move in. This one is too much of a hindrance."

"Understood."

William nodded and continued.

"I've already had people prepare so. A few styles were designed based on your height and taste. You can look them over later."

He had designed a few outfits for Lilith before, though they probably wouldn't be used now. Still, with so modifications, they would be good, after all, he had put a lot of effort into those designs.

Just then, the restaurant door was pushed open again, and several people with fierce auras and varied clothing walked in.

Their eyes swept across the room and soon noticed the peculiar pair by the window.

Especially Lilith. Her exquisite appearance, so starkly out of place in the surroundings, was as conspicuous as a firefly in the night.

One of them, a bald, burly man with a aty face and a skull tattoo on his neck, let his eyes linger on Lilith for a few seconds, a flicker of lust and greed passing through them.

He grinned, said a few words in a low voice to his subordinates, and then, surprisingly, swaggered over alone. He pulled out the chair opposite Lilith and plopped down.

"Hey! Sweetheart."

The burly man spoke, his voice teasing.

He completely ignored William standing to the side, his eyes brazenly appraising Lilith, his gaze lingering on her face and exposed slender neck.

"Where are you from? Interested in joining our [Godslayer Guild]? Our boss is a tough character with an SS-Level Talent. The guild also has two S-Level brothers, and I'm one of them."

He patted his thick chest, leaned in closer, lowered his voice, his tone carrying undisguised enticent and threat.

"Stick with , and I guarantee you'll live the good life in this world. No one will dare bully you. How about it?"

After speaking, the burly man licked his lips, the lewdness in his eyes unconcealed.

The restaurant fell silent instantly, all eyes focusing on Lilith's table.

Many recognized this burly man—Barton, a notorious thug from the [Godslayer Guild], infamous for his lechery and cruelty. An S-Rank Hunter with a strength-type talent, formidable in power.

He obviously mistook Lilith for so canary relying on a strong protector to survive.

The look in William's eyes beneath the mask turned icy cold, his killing intent almost materializing.

But he didn't move. He rely tilted his head slightly and, in clear, steady Chinese, translated Barton's words verbatim to Lilith, including the frivolous tone and implied threat.

After listening to the translation, a faint smile appeared on Lilith's face. She tilted her head slightly, showing a hint of curiosity perfectly suited to a little girl.

Propping her cheek with one hand, a few strands of Lilith's snow-white hair slipped from her shoulder and spread across the dark tabletop.

She wanted to see how people outside viewed Apocalypse now, and how much credibility her own existence held.

So Lilith decided to play along and got straight to the point.

"But I heard Apocalypse has SSS-Rank Hunter, didn't they? Why should I join you instead of them?"

Hearing the language translated by William, Barton was first taken aback, seemingly not expecting this little pet to not even know English.

But then he snorted contemptuously.

"Heh, just a lie. Do you think the world believes Apocalypse has SSS-Rank Hunter, or believes our [Godslayer Guild] has SS-Rank Hunter?"

"So guy hiding and not daring to show his face, even if he really has an SSS-Level Talent, is just trash."

Lilith wasn't angry. A smile still hung on her face, but it was the smile of a predator preparing to hunt.

"And what if I refuse?"

The man's lips curled slightly. He glanced dismissively at William, then directly reached out with his large hand, grabbing towards Lilith's cheek.

"Heh, my Godslayer Guild never fears trouble. Today, I want to see if the true leader of Apocalypse will show up if I snatch soone right under their nose."

Though he said this, a flash of depraved desire and greed had already appeared in the man's eyes. These words were rely for public consumption, a perfect opportunity to test whether Apocalypse truly possessed an SSS-Rank Hunter.

Against just one S-Rank Hunter and one S-Rank Reincarnator, he had no fear at all.

His body had already been fully enhanced using every available resource. His strength was among the very top even among S-Class Hunter.

And his real target was this exquisitely dressed little girl before him. Such a beautiful little girl would surely be a delight to taste.

Once Apocalypse's true colors were exposed, no one would care about his actions. Instead, the focus would shift to Apocalypse's assets.

Seeing the filthy hand reaching out, Lilith didn't wait for William's translation. Her ruby-like pupils instantly turned into vertical slits.

The small hand propping her chin suddenly moved.

No afterimage, no whoosh of air. Just a simple, direct reach, grab, and pull!

"CRACK—!!!"

The horrific sound of bone snapping and muscle tearing instantly rang out. The air seed to freeze for a second, followed imdiately by Barton's abruptly rising, shrill scream.

His entire right arm, from the shoulder joint, was brutally torn off by that small hand! The severed end was a ss of tangled muscles and stark white bone, blood gushing out like a burst pipe!

Under this violent tearing, half his body was nearly pulled apart. He was completely crippled.

Lilith's movents were flawlessly fluid, without a single ounce of waste.

She casually picked up a clean glass from the table and precisely placed it under the spurting column of blood.

Dark red blood quickly filled the glass, the strong sll of blood spreading through the air.

Only then did the excruciating pain and unbelievable terror completely consu Barton.

He collapsed in the chair, his face deathly pale. He looked at his empty right shoulder, then at the little girl still sitting calmly opposite him.

His face was filled with ferocity and fear... Four more chapters are out already, everyone, please don't just bookmark the story, or Bat will starve to death—(இωஇ )