"Get out of the way," Bai Youyou whispered sternly.
"Don’t underestimate the professionalism of us Ogres!"
The Two Tier Cleaner roared, his gray robe torn by his expanding body, growing a full size larger and revealing a ferocious face.
"Mimicry · Bone Head!"
A savage aura surged, countless beams of light in his hands gathered into a rudintary form, and then an Ogre Bone Staff covered in spikes appeared in his hand.
Pieces of rotting flesh with a foul odor were scattered among the spikes on the surface of the bone staff, with a structure resembling the ribs of a baby wrapped around its top.
Countless ghostly black mists entwined around its staff, sending out a chorus of wails.
The massive Bone Head swung with a whoosh, smashing towards Bai Youyou’s face.
Bai Youyou sidestepped to dodge.
Once a Cleaner reaches Two Tier, their life becos fundantally different from that of ordinary people, capable of soul resonance to gather their own mitic weapon.
No scholar could ever explain the origins of these mitic weapons, akin to bizarre creatures, manifested naturally when one’s spiritual power reaches a certain threshold.
These weapons vary widely, with forms differing according to the soul strength of different Cleaners. A Two Tier Cleaner might first be able to gather only a part of the weapon, perhaps just the hilt of a sword or the grip of a gun.
As one ascends the ranks, the mimicked weapon becos increasingly complete.
A mitic weapon is linked to the disposition of its owner; if the owner is brutal and bloodthirsty, the gathered weapon will bear grueso and twisted characteristics.
Like this Ogre’s weapon.
Bai Youyou retracted a fist to her waist and abdon, then launched it forward quickly. The thick Bone Head was shattered into pieces under the girl’s terrifying power!
"What!"
The Ogre’s face was filled with disbelief as a mouthful of blood spewed out.
With his mitic weapon shattered, his soul sustained severe damage, and the intense tinnitus made his mind explode with confusion, the girl’s figure becoming increasingly eerie before him.
Another punch followed, this ti hitting the Ogre’s chest hard, crushing his entire ribcage inward.
The massive body flew off like a kite with a broken string towards the distance, falling into a dilapidated shed, his life and death uncertain.
Just as Bai Youyou resolved the Ogre, the whistling wind sounded behind her.
The only remaining small figure leapt towards her, claws extended, aiming directly at her vital spot.
She turned around, her hand striking out with precision like a clamp, grabbing its neck and lifting it into the air.
The figure growled like a wolf, a scarlet gaze seemingly staring at her from beneath the mask.
For so reason, Bai Youyou had a sense of familiarity with the figure before her, as if she had seen it sowhere before.
In a mont of distraction, Anya seized the opportunity, suddenly opening her mouth and biting Bai Youyou’s wrist.
The sharp fangs pierced through the pure white glove, and blood oozed out.
The sting made Bai Youyou instinctively release her grip, and Anya quickly retreated, putting distance between them.
Bai Youyou clutched her injured wrist, staring intently at the small figure.
The opponent seed to have entered a frenzy state, moving much faster than at the start, and though originally inferior to the Two Tier Cleaners, now far surpassing them.
What puzzled her was not this; even facing five Two Tier Cleaners at once, she could manage with ease.
Why did this small figure evoke such familiarity in her...
No ti to ponder, a massive shadow lood over Bai Youyou’s position, and the Ogre’s roar resounded like war drums.
Despite being severely injured, the Ogre charged again, wildly swinging the half-broken Bone Head towards her head.
"Tsk..."
Bai Youyou decided not to drag it out any longer.
She caught the swinging Bone Head with one hand, unmoving no matter how much the Ogre roared and exerted force.
She opened her right hand.
Invisible elents began gathering in her palm; at first, a small fla appeared, and soon the air twisted from the heat, with a searing fireball suddenly manifesting in her hand.
The Ogre’s eyes widened.
Seriously?
This power, this close combat capability, left a Berserker like him utterly unable to fight back, and yet you’re telling him she could resonate with elents, being a Magic Profession!?
"Fireball Bombardnt."
Bai Youyou whispered the curse word, then leaned in towards the Ogre, the furious fireball engulfing her fist, and with one punch, the raging flas instantly burned a large hole in the Ogre’s chest, igniting his three-ter-tall body into flas!
The blaze shot to the sky!
Noticing the commotion in the distance, Xu Xiaoyou halted in her tracks.
Seeing a large part of the sky dyed dark red, she cursed inwardly.
Most things today were within her control, except she misjudged Bai Youyou’s combat power.
This investigator wasn’t an opponent she could contend with at this stage.
The Two Tier Cleaners couldn’t even get through a single round against her!
Ignoring the faint elental resonance she felt with the Fire Elent, Xu Xiaoyou’s legs ran at an unnatural speed.
Anya, you better hold your ground for .
Just hold on a bit more, and I promise, all the good stuff in the future will be yours.
anwhile, on the other side.
A charred corpse lay unrecognizable, burnt beyond recognition.
In her Moon Madness state, Anya beca increasingly frenzied, striking at Bai Youyou from all directions.
Her world was a crimson haze, as if a voice was whispering inside, continually driving her desire for blood and slaughter.
If she didn’t prove her worth, she would be abandoned, and being abandoned ant losing this ho.
The woman before her would take Xu Xiaoyou away from her side.
She would return to a cage, bruised and battered.
Tear her apart, tear her apart!
Countless thoughts and corrupted programs grew like madness, filling her mind, eroding her sanity.
Bai Youyou noticed the small figure before her was in a distorted state, seemingly on the verge of losing control completely.
"Mimicry · Osiris," she murmured.
Intricate patterns appeared in the air, constructing a marvelous piece of art, as thousands of precise components seamlessly assembled, forming a chanical steam hamr.
"Animate!"
She gripped the handle of the steam hamr, and with steam billowing, the hamr began to morph.
The intricate chanical structure expanded on both sides, the armor covering it quickly contracting, revealing a massive, nacing eyeball.
Thud—
Like a powerful heartbeat, the entire hamr was enveloped by countless blood vessels and flesh, like a large pulsating tumor, emitting an intimidating aura!
With one strike, Anya’s eyes cleared, and she was sent flying, crashing straight into a residential building.
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