"Sosuke Aizen?"
The man with the lip stud frowned, seemingly pondering in his head, but indeed couldn't recall a guy nad "Sosuke Aizen" who was relatively famous in teor City.
"Boss, never heard of this person, it's an unfamiliar face."
"Looks like this guy isn't from our teor City, he's from outside."
"Boss, the clothes and weapon on this guy should be quite valuable."
...
Several underlings behind him inconspicuously surrounded the direction of Aizen Sosuke.
They coordinated quite tacitly, and those scavengers dispersed upon seeing this.
"Hehehe! This is District 9! Since you've co here, please pay the tax now!"
The man with the lip stud sneered, playing with his dagger.
"Pay tax?"
Aizen Sosuke Riku asked curiously.
"Air tax, land tax, and poll tax. Calculated altogether..."
The man with the lip stud began to calculate.
For anyone here, every extra second they live requires paying a second's worth of tax.
In this hellish world, the courage required to survive far exceeds that required to die.
"Sigh, I don't have any tax. Have your boss co over. Tell him that starting today, the master of this area has changed."
Aizen Sosuke Riku shook his head.
"Seeking death! You don't know what you're saying, do you! Get him..."
The man with the lip stud sneered, but before his words were finished.
A white flash erupted from the tip of Aizen Sosuke Riku's finger.
Nen Bullet!
Of course, this imitated Hado #4: Byakurai.
None of this mattered; these lackeys in front of him were rely a bunch of small fry with White and Green traits.
Instead, it was the ragged, emaciated girl nearby who made Riku take a few extra glances.
At least from a sweeping glance, it was actually this little scavenging girl who had the best traits on her.
The flash disappeared.
A transparent, charred hole appeared right in the middle of the lip-studded man's forehead, and one could even see wisps of black smoke rising from it.
He still maintained his posture of hurling insults, but his corpse slowly fell down.
This sudden scene left the several punks nearby frozen in place. Three of them seed to still want to act tough and rushed forward.
Three white lightning bolts fell.
Instantly, there were three more corpses with unclosed eyes.
Finally, the remaining two punks were so frightened their legs gave way on the spot, and with a thud, they directly knelt on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic and begging for rcy.
"Forget it, you guys take over there. Take directly to the person in charge of this District 9, who should be the so-called boss you ntioned."
Riku spoke expressionlessly.
"W-we... our boss is only the person in charge of this area, but not the overall boss of this District 9, L-Lord..."
A punk trembled.
"Oh... how troubleso. Then let's go over there. You, do you want to go together?"
Riku glanced at the emaciated girl nearby.
Na: Lilian Traits: [Absolute Loyalty] (Gold), [Apathy] (Purple), [Frail] (Blue)
"I..."
The girl looked blankly at Aizen Riku, hesitated for two seconds, and finally, a glimr of light surfaced in those hollow eyes, and she nodded heavily.
The two underlings led Riku away.
Soon after.
District 9, Wealthy Area.
In a luxuriously decorated small villa, a fat man with a big head, large ears, and a ferocious scar on his face was engaged in piston movents on several won, the air filled with various odors.
Boom—
The main door was directly kicked open.
The fat man jolted in shock, directly grabbing the woman beneath him as a shield, and casually picked up the pistol he placed under his pillow.
Clang—
A white lightning bolt flashed past.
His arm instantly snapped, blood sprayed out, and the fat man let out a miserable scream like a butchered pig.
"I'll give you two choices. Take to see the elder of District 9, or die."
Aizen Riku walked out from the shattered door, looking down at him from above.
District 9, Central Area.
A woman covered in tattoos, with an extrely hot figure, was lying lazily on a bed, playing with a blood-stained thorny leather whip. Several stark-naked male slaves were kneeling nearby, trembling in fear.
Not far away, there was even the corpse of a dead male slave covered in purple holes.
"Lady Erica! A cry for help ca from Sagin in the Black Street; he was attacked over there!"
A mber dressed like a mafia walked in, kneeling on the ground behind a curtain.
"Those rats from the Black Street?"
The woman sat up, her feet covered in bizarre tattoos stepping on the back of a male slave, and then walked down. She was dressed very revealingly, with a large area of peculiar tattoos that gave her an inexplicably eerie feeling.
Suddenly, her brows furrowed slightly.
Sounds of fighting ca from not far away, but quickly disappeared.
Then, two figures pushed open the door and walked slowly in.
Aizen Riku and the emaciated girl Lilian.
"You must be hungry. There happens to be so bread here that looks pretty good. Eat."
Riku rubbed the girl's head. He had already let her wash up in that fat pig's territory. She was surprisingly a young girl with very good looks, just a pity she lived in this bottom-tier world, with dull eyes.
Lilian glanced at Riku, then incredibly obediently sat aside and ate the bread.
Even seemingly showing no emotion towards the various murders that occurred along the way.
"This is the boss's..."
The punk next to him still wanted to say sothing, but a white lightning bolt fell, and he instantly kicked the bucket.
Garbage traits, almost pointless to look at, directly shattered.
The mafia female boss nad Erica shrank her pupils, staring fixedly at the underling who had just died. She hadn't even clearly seen the opponent's attack thod.
"..."
For a mont, the entire room plunged into a bizarre silence.
Those trembling male slaves, and the so-called elder and shot-caller of District 9 before him.
Plus Lilian sitting there quietly eating.
Finally.
Everyone watched Lilian finish the bread before Erica attempted to speak.
"Friend, perhaps it's just a misunderstanding. What do you want? Money? Won? Even... ? As long as you bring it up, it's not impossible to negotiate."
Erica made a rare proactive concession.
Aizen Riku glanced at her.
Na: District 9 Shot-caller, Erica Traits: [Manipulation Nen Talent] (Purple), [Transmutation Nen Talent] (Purple), [Cruelty] (Purple), [Nen Poison Spiders] (Purple), [Sadism] (Purple), etc.
Barely passable.
At least compared to other people, it was sowhat decent.
"You? I'm not interested in you. When will the shot-callers of other districts gather? Assemble them together. This teor City should have an owner."
Aizen Riku spoke expressionlessly.
Anyway, this was a lawless zone left entirely to fend for itself. No matter how big a commotion he caused, no one would take it seriously.
"You an the Council of Elders? Let teor City have an owner? Hehe..."
The tattooed woman Erica sneered, the look in her eyes as she stared at Aizen Riku carrying a hint of heat.
This man was simply too much better than those slaves of hers.
If she could subdue this man and make him moan beneath her feet, it would truly be a wonderful thing!!
"Stay then. You destroyed this old lady's Black Street; this debt hasn't been settled yet!! You won't be able to escape now!"
The woman laughed wildly.
Rustling sounds ca from the surroundings.
Looking around, suddenly a massive number of purple spiders appeared in the room, rapidly surging towards Aizen Riku's direction.
This was Erica's specialty. She had previously defeated opponents stronger than herself using this thod.
Just needing to remotely control her Nen!
These spiders could forcefully wear the opponent to death!
"I really don't know how you managed to beco the shot-caller of this district with an IQ like yours?"
Aizen Riku sighed helplessly.
Buzz~
With him at the center, terrifying pressure surged out!
Telekinetic Master - Crush!
In an instant.
The entire area seed to have been burdened with hundreds, thousands of catties.
The coverage range directly spanned hundreds of ters!
The woman let out a muffled groan and almost knelt directly on the ground. And those Nen poison spiders she created burst one after another in succession, like firecrackers.
This was originally a competition of Nen; how could her kind compare to Riku?
Moreover, Riku's Nen control was very exquisite, completely sparing Lilian's position. For ordinary people of this kind, their internal organs would probably be crushed in an instant.
The several male slaves had already fallen dead to the ground, and the underling who had reported the news even let out a miserable scream and died.
As those Nen spiders exploded in succession, Riku directly applied more pressure onto the woman before him.
It had to be said, this Telekinetic Master ability was aweso!
Ordinary Nen techniques found it difficult to apply pressure directly to the target, but this special Telekinetic Master effect could achieve it!
Crack!
The expression of the tattooed woman standing in place beca very ugly. The floor beneath her feet cracked, her expression horrified to the extre.
She really wanted to move her feet, but felt as if a mountain was suppressing her body.
She couldn't even manage to open her mouth.
"I'll give you two choices. From now on, serve as Lilian's deputy, responsible for the daily operations of teor City. However, I will implant Nen into your consciousness; the mont you betray her, your brain will explode and you will die. Alternatively, you can choose to die. Blink if you agree."
Aizen Riku stepped forward, looking expressionlessly at this tattooed woman.
He didn't have that much ti to slowly build and develop here.
Now that his combat power value was sufficient, directly choosing a steamrolling approach was the most suitable.
As for why he brought along that random passerby girl Lilian.
Because this woman possessed the [Absolute Loyalty] trait.
In reality, for Riku, it didn't matter who beca the boss of teor City. He just needed to be the boss behind the scenes, responsible for collecting money.
So the most important thing wasn't capability, but... loyalty!
Things like capability could just be left to the Nen Beasts to resolve.
Currently, if Riku's true combat power were fully unleashed, it was absolutely above Netero's. Even without activating the Darkening effect, it was absolutely at the Netero level.
With this level of combat power, steamrolling an area was naturally a piece of cake, not to ntion a lawless place like teor City.
The woman blinked her eyes in terror.
She thoroughly understood that the disparity in strength between herself and Riku was simply too imnse. The opponent hadn't even made a move, yet she had completely lost the power to resist.
[Ding! You defeated Erica, Elder of District 9 of teor City]
[Ding! [Lucky Star] ability triggered, designated drop [Transmutation Talent] (Purple)]
[Ding! 10% chance to automatically copy target's trait... Copy successful...]
[Ding! Congratulations on copying [Manipulation Talent] (Purple)]
[Ding! You possess Manipulation Talent (Double Purple), traits automatically fused, congratulations on obtaining trait [Manipulation Nen Talent] (Gold)]
...
The system notification sounds rang out in his mind.
It could be considered very good.
To actually snag two of the most important traits in one go.
Of course.
The current Riku is already...
A true hexagonal warrior!
Aizen Riku tapped his finger lightly, and instantly a Nen resembling lightning was implanted into Erica's head.
This wasn't any so-called betrayal implant.
In reality, Riku didn't possess the ability to forcefully control the opponent's consciousness right now.
It was rely a threat tactic, a... miniature electrical explosive bomb that could last for about half a year!
As long as Riku willed it, he could directly detonate it.
Blowing the opponent's entire head off.
"L-Lord! Erica is willing to obey your arrangents!"
The woman knelt down trembling, it was just that she was incredibly surprised internally, because what the opponent said was that she would beco the Vice Commander of the entire teor City?
This... what's the situation?
But it absolutely had to be said that the strength of this man before her far exceeded her own.
"Take to see the other elders of teor City." Aizen Riku instructed.
"Lord, those people are not together, unless... a regional eting is initiated in my na. But Lord... those guys are very powerful. District 9 belongs to the middle-tier factions in the entirety of teor City. If you wish to achieve the unification of the entire teor City, I'm afraid the difficulty will be extrely high, and also very dangerous..."
Erica trembled.
"Just initiate the regional eting. Summon everyone over."
Aizen Riku couldn't be bothered to explain. "Also, from now on, wear more clothes in front of . I really hate these tattoos of yours."
"...U-understood..."
Soon.
Erica initiated the Elder Council's summons, saying it was to carry out a regional rezoning.
But only about half of the guys responded to this, and so didn't even pay her any mind.
"L-Lord..."
Having changed into clothes and looking sowhat more normal, the tattooed woman Erica maintained a certain distance from Riku; she was thoroughly terrified now.
"Let them wait first. In addition, mark those factions who are unwilling to co to participate in the eting, and take to them. Also, arrange for your people to protect Lilian well. She will be the shot-caller of this area from now on."
Aizen Riku instructed.
"Ah... understood! Lord!"
Erica said with a trembling voice. She really wanted to tell Riku that going like this was equivalent to throwing his life away.
Could it be that these two people alone wanted to steamroll other factions?
This... this is too unrealistic!
Soon.
Lilian was left in District 9, and Aizen Riku directly instructed Erica to lead the way.
"Let's go. It's ti for us to deliver warmth to the community."
☆☆☆
-> 30 Advanced chapters Now Available on Patreon!!
-> spat-reon.co-m/c/Inkshaper
(Just remove the hyphen (-) to access patreon normally)
If you like this novel please consider leaving a review that's help the story a lot Thank you
User Comments
0 comments from readers