Chapter 77

Chapter 20: Butler

The four men's long swords made no superfluous movements, simple, direct, and effective. Their positioning and coordination clearly showed they had been trained for a long time. Just four simple slashes from front, back, left, and right sealed Ye Qi in a trap, leaving him no way out.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Four consecutive clashes. The long swords barely touched Ye Qi's body before being deflected high. The sharpness of the four swords was beyond doubt; ordinary flesh and blood would have been torn apart instantly. However, with the protection of magic and the dragon's scale armor, Ye Qi was far from ordinary. Thus, although the four swords were fast and fierce, they were completely ineffective against Ye Qi, not even touching his windbreaker, which was protected by the mage armor and stone skin spell.

At this moment, the Yama blade in Ye Qi's hand was instantly unsheathed!

"Thud! Thud!"

Amidst the clear sound of bells, the Yama blade, as Ye Qi turned his body, created a brilliant circle of light. The four-foot blade, like a bolt of lightning, sliced through the necks of the four men, and their heads flew high. Under the pressure of their chests, four columns of blood shot up into the sky.

In the scattered blood, Ye Qi, holding the Yama blade, slowly walked towards the remaining two. However, someone was even faster than him!

"Bang! Bang!"

Running, the beautiful face under the cloak, the tight leather outfit full of allure, flashed past Ye Qi. Two bright purple pistols, aimed at the chins of the remaining two, fired simultaneously.

"Nice moves!" The demoness, unconcerned about the surrounding blood, turned her head and seemed to praise Ye Qi—she had not missed the scene of the four sharp swords being deflected. "Even better defense!"

"Good looks!" Ye Qi's lips curled slightly at the seemingly praising but somewhat sarcastic comment. He raised his head and carefully examined the demoness's face, which had been hidden under the cloak, and then retorted, "Of course, even better figure!"

"Oh, really?" The demoness, with a questioning tone, smiled and slowly approached Ye Qi, stopping right in front of him. "Do you want to know more, little boy?"

"Little boy?" Ye Qi was taken aback, then suddenly smiled, and his body immediately moved forward, pressing tightly against hers. With a playful smile, Ye Qi thrust his body forward, "Actually, I'm not that small, and you are indeed very big!"

Ye Qi's playful smile and bold actions did not scare her; instead, they made the demoness even more interested. The beauty mark at the corner of her mouth became even more alluring as she smiled. Ye Qi, in turn, pressed his body even closer to hers...

Amidst the six headless corpses and the blood-soaked ruins, the two of them clung to each other like lovers. Despite their intimate actions and the atmosphere of rippling tension, neither of them relaxed their grip on their weapons...

"Hey! Hey! If you two want to continue, I don't mind stepping aside!" Dikais, with a high-pitched voice, appeared in front of them, carrying a backpack taller than himself. He pointed around and shouted, "But can you pay attention to your surroundings?"

The street, which had been noisy when Ye Qi arrived, was now completely empty—streets, houses, benches, streetlights, and all the rest were still there, but the most important element, people, was missing. The yellow leaves of early autumn slowly drifted through the street, making the mechanical town, devoid of people, seem even more desolate, like a dead city in the desert, creating a sense of oppression.

So fast!

Ye Qi, turning his head, looked around with a disdainful sneer—although the Church acted ruthlessly, they always made sure to maintain a good public image. At the very least, they wouldn't let ordinary people see their dark side; if they did, the Church would take necessary "measures" to rectify the situation. After all, with so many people disappearing each year, a few more wouldn't be unusual, right?

"Can you buy us three minutes?" Dikais, seeing the increasing number of figures on both sides of the street, asked with a serious expression. Then he promised Ye Qi again, "This time, the highest-level modification, free of charge!"

"Deal!" Being able to save the equivalent of his entire net worth in modification fees, Ye Qi was more than willing. He turned to the demoness beside him and suggested with a smile, "One side each?"

"Darlings, big sister is here to put you to sleep!" The demoness, accepting Ye Qi's suggestion, rushed out like the wind. The sound of gunfire accompanied her seductive voice, "Party time!"

Seeing the clearly excited demoness, Ye Qi shrugged and walked to the other side of the street—black suit, pale face, walking as neatly as a machine. If it weren't for the slightly different appearance, Ye Qi would have thought he was facing the brothers of the men he had killed earlier.

These are the so-called butlers of the Inquisition?

Facing the butlers of the Inquisition, who exuded a deathly aura, Ye Qi did not hesitate at all. A fiery ball, filled with explosive energy, formed in his hand—Inquisition butlers, the "cleaners" of the Church's dark side. They were specifically trained from a young age, indoctrinated with loyalty to the Church, and after passing the test, became the basic combat force of the Inquisition—Butlers.

After special training by the Church, the butlers of the Inquisition, except for breathing, were almost killing machines. Even infants, if judged guilty, could be mercilessly eliminated. Therefore, Ye Qi did not hold back against these butlers! Showing mercy to emotionless machines would only lead to self-destruction!

"Boom! Boom!"

The fiery ball, trailing a red tail, flew through the distance and exploded with a huge sound, creating waves of flames that devoured the butlers who charged forward without fear of death. Despite the death of their comrades, the butlers continued to charge into the flames, their faces expressionless even as they were consumed by the flames...

Ye Qi, watching the butlers who still knew only to advance in the sea of fire, smiled with increasing disdain...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Black hair fluttering, beauty mark at the corner of her mouth, mysterious smile, elegant posture—the demoness, like a graceful and sinister butterfly, wielded four purple guns with her hands and legs, creating a profound and deep beauty. Countless black-clad butlers fell like dust before this abyss.

The black-clad butlers, who had no concept of life or death, continued to charge forward, like an endless stream of dust. They relentlessly attacked the death zone set up by the demoness, offering their bodies and souls as sacrifices to the invitation of death...

Is there a commander?

Seeing no more black-clad butlers emerging from the flames, Ye Qi frowned and retreated to the ruins. Seeing the increasing number of black-clad butlers on the other side, he immediately leaped—his Yama blade, like a battle axe, split a butler who had rushed to the demoness, cutting him and his sword in half.

"Bang!"

The butler charging at Ye Qi was felled by a shot from the demoness. Without any delay, Ye Qi drew his blade, turned, and slashed, sweeping like a tiger's tail, cutting another butler behind the demoness in half, and the body fell to the ground.

"Hum..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The blade sliced through the air, and the guns echoed through the space—amidst the black tide of despair, Ye Qi's blade moved like the wind, accompanied by the light murmur of the wind, making the sinister butterfly dance gracefully in the wind...

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