With a hum, the Sacred Moonlight Greatsword was conjured. A brilliant blue light shot into the sky as he swung upward.
The slashing arc unleashed a terrifying surge of Nen.
From within that blue light came screams of pure terror.
The "Occultist" could only watch in horror as the "Highwayman," the "Houndmaster," and the long-haired dog were instantly swallowed up by the energy—reduced to ash and smoke in mere seconds.
It really happened in an instant. That was all it took to show just how fragile his comrades were.
He was stunned. The human memories buried in his mind filled him with fear. But all he could do was watch helplessly as Germain raised the Sacred Moonlight Greatsword—this time, coming for him.
He's coming—coming for me!
In desperation, the "Occultist" raised his skull artifact, which could channel his Nen ability. But the next moment, both the skull in his palm and the one on his own head were shattered in a single blow!
Too fast. Even though it was a huge sword, the way it was swung left no time to react.
There were no flashy powers involved—but the force behind that swing was completely unstoppable.
A heavy sword with no edge—true mastery needs no decoration!
The "Occultist" was split clean in half and collapsed to the ground.
Germain looked around. The blazing rain had stopped for now, but in the steaming mist, the battle still raged on.
Ging chased after the "Jester," who was trying to use a lute to amplify the powers of the "False Ones." In no time, he twisted the Jester's head off.
The Jester's fancy makeup was twisted in terror.
The towering Bisky grabbed the frail "Plague Doctor," much like Bane did to Batman, and delivered a back-breaking kill.
The poor "Plague Doctor" let out a sickening crack as his spine snapped.
Shizuku injected himself with a "Herb for All-illnesses Needle," clearly having been hit by the "Plague Doctor's" toxin vial earlier.
Bang—
Out of nowhere, the "Musketeer," hiding in the branches, fired, aiming directly at Shizuku's head.
But Shizuku had already sensed her presence.
Unhurriedly, he raised his "Blinky" and swallowed the incoming bullet, then quickly turned around, targeting the "Musketeer" and retaliating.
Boom—
First, the bullet from the "Musketeer" returned the way it came, followed by a barrage of scorching hot rain that the "Blinky" had swallowed, all of it rushing toward the "Musketeer."
The shocked "Musketeer" dodged the bullet but couldn't avoid the scalding steam that filled the air. She could only defend with her Nen.
The "Musketeer" managed to withstand the heat but lost her balance, swaying before toppling from the branches and crashing to the ground.
At this moment, Bisky's enhanced strength came into play.
Charging forward like a gorilla, she ignored the steaming mist and seized the "Musketeer," clamping her in a vice-like grip with one hand!
Boom—
With a crushing punch, she slammed the "Musketeer" into a nearby tree trunk like a nail being hammered into wood!
The "Musketeer" tilted her head, unable to move again.
Based on the performance so far, this battle was a one-sided slaughter.
The creatures, disguised under false identities, infiltrating other groups to provoke conflicts and spread murderous intent, never expected that here, they would meet their own demise.
No matter how many schemes they had, in the face of absolute strength, they were as fragile as paper.
Among the four, it was clear that Germain was the most difficult to deal with.
However, there were still "False Ones" who had their eyes on him, attempting to ambush or surround him, aiming to at least injure him.
By now, the fate of the "Highwaymans" and others had made it clear to the "False Ones"—only by sacrificing their lives could they slightly slow down these humans.
Thus, with completely different intentions, the "False Ones" launched an even more brutal and reckless attack on Germain.
The "Leper," wearing a mask, leaped into the air and came down on Germain with a powerful and forceful downward strike!
The "Flagellant" swung his iron rod, and the metal chains lashed like a long whip at Germain's legs!
At the same time, the "Arbalest," who had been waiting for the right moment, extended his heavy crossbow from the bushes and shot an arrow straight at Germain's back!
The battle continued!
However, the outcome was already set.
Even a "Master-level" "Leper," paired with two "Elite-level" "Flagellants" and "Arbalest," were no match for Germain.
With a swift turn, Germain's arm shot out like a spring, suddenly jerking and catching the crossbow bolt aimed at his back!
Then, like a slippery eel in the mud, he nimbly and effortlessly dodged the "Leper's" broken sword strike and the "Flagellant's" chain whip!
Casually, he sent the trembling crossbow bolt in his hand straight to the "Flagellant's" throat!
Sss—
The "Flagellant" paused for a moment before feeling a sharp pain in his throat, blood spraying out as if from a broken dam. His hand pressed against the wound but couldn't stop the flow, as if the river had burst its banks.
Yet, the "Flagellant" didn't panic. Pain to him was as natural as breathing.
Instead, he calmly opened and closed his mouth, chanting a prayer while loosening his grip on the wound, raising both hands to the sky in a gesture of praise.
Suddenly, a chain appeared between him and the "Leper."
Buzz—
Green light filled the air, and the "Flagellant's" "minor fatal wound" actually healed back to normal, leaving only a gruesome scar.
The "Leper's" minor injuries also healed!
Germain cast a quick glance but wasn't surprised.
He was more than familiar with the Nen abilities of the heroes from his memories.
Swish—
From the slanted ground came the sound of something cutting through the air. The broken sword of the "Leper" carried violent aura and struck toward Germain's neck.
In that instant, Germain did two things.
His right hand held the Sacred Moonlight Sword, and with a clash of steel, he met the broken sword of the "Leper" head-on. The sound of metal clashing echoed—clang! Sparks flew!
At the same time, his left hand gripped the twisted cane. The transformed iron whip swung out toward the back!
It moved like a serpent!
The "Arbalest" thought he had found the right moment. As he moved from the bushes, he suddenly heard the sound of something slicing through the air.
When he looked up, it was already too late!
The twisted cane extended, and its sharp end hit the "Arbalest's" chest dead center!
Pssh—
The extended cane pierced through the "Arbalest's" flesh and bones, shattering his heart into pieces!
The "Arbalest" was like someone whose heart had stopped. The crossbow slipped from his hands and fell to the ground with a thud.
His face turned pale as he reached out to clutch his chest, but before he could do so, he stiffened and fell backward.
Thud—
The "Arbalest" opened his mouth. Half of his face was submerged in the mud, and soon, the black flames of self-ignition would burn his corpse to nothing.
On the other side, the "Flagellant" lowered his hands, which had been raised in prayer, revealing a big, wide smile under his hood.
"Redemption" pulled him back from the brink of death. As long as he wasn't instantly killed, he would have one more chance at "Redemption" in a short time.
This was a highly advantageous ability for both him and his companions.
However, when he turned around, the first thing he saw was the "Arbalest" lying lifeless on the ground. His brows furrowed slightly.
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