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“I recently tried to create so new varieties of maids. Let

pick a couple of the most distinctive and high-quality ones to play with you.”

As soon as he finished speaking,

two dark shadows descended instantly,

one of the maids had a prosthetic eye with eight tracking pathways installed in her head, and arms with retractable blade structures;

her legs also had a similar concealed design.

The other was equipped with multiple power conversion cores, visibly absorbing the aura of slaughter scattered around this place, and despite her slender body, she carried a gigantic three-ter-long at cleaver.

The complex system of pulleys and bearings between her arms allowed her to quickly swing the giant at cleaver and make incredible slashing movents.

Yi Chen wiped the blood from his ears and politely asked, “Would it be a problem if we accidentally destroy them during the fight?”

“Fight to your heart’s content. The more completely you slaughter them, the more satisfied I’ll be.”

Jin’s gaze, however, wasn’t on the two maids at all. He was constantly staring at Yuri in the wheelchair, with the bleeding in his ears earlier blocked by the newborn Red Lotus.

“Prophet Yuri, if these two maids of yours are unable to test our true abilities, could you personally do so?”

“That depends on your skills. If you can defeat them within ten minutes, I’ll join you for a bit of fun.”

After he finished speaking, Yuri’s personal maid pushed him back to the edge of the area and removed the sealing blindfold, revealing a pair of pupils like blood gemstones.

Flashes of blades and shadows, black mist and silver sparks.

After a succession of vivid images flickered before their eyes, Yuri’s relaxed expression beca serious,

although he knew that Jin Alda had recently passed Cesimani’s ‘Executioner Examination’ and beco the youngest Main Doctor in history, he had not expected her level to be more than one level above the assessnt baseline.

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Jin soothed the constantly crying hilt of her baby sword and sheathed it behind her back, with only shattered tal debris and eight intact prosthetic eyes in front of her eyes.

On the other side, Yi Chen’s battle was also nearing its end.

The gigantic at cleaver was dropped to one side;

the maid, eroded by death and with decaying components, could no longer hold on and knelt before Yi Chen, trying to resist with her completely powerless right arm.

While gazing at the chanical maid before him, Yi Chen also received a ssage from Madness Brain.

“The target has lost basic mobility. This is the optimal ti for ‘education.’ Shall we proceed with thought education?”

“No.”

The battle ended.

Yi Chen stretched his toes and rotated his shoulders—the fight seed to make his whole body overheat, so much that even his clothes wriggled along… His pupils slowly revealed a craving for slaughter instinct.

Just as Yi Chen tied the loose strands of hair back at the nape of his neck and turned his head to look at Yuri, who should have been watching from the sidelines,

he found only the empty wheelchair left there,

as Yuri was being helped by his personal maid towards the center of the duel arena, the bandages wrapped around his right leg had been unwound, allowing him to walk with difficulty.

Even just unsealing one foot was enough to put pressure on Yi Chen and Jin,

and without wearing any shoes,

a non-human, deford foot was stepping on the ground. Swelling malice within was pushing the blood vessels out from the top of the foot, with more than a dozen vessels exposed, and blood continuously flowing out.

The toes were grown with multi-layered nails, spirally wrapped and spike-like, which could easily pierce and tear through targets with a slight kick.

As he walked, the bandages on his left half were also successively undone,

revealing an ancient deep red suit and a blood-stained hand, as if the bones and flesh had been crushed and mixed in a mold to form his hand.

At this mont, the aura of slaughter emanating from Yuri even dyed the space behind him red and conjured an illusion of a giant’s head gnawing on flesh.

When Yuri ca before the two,

his left hand directly grasped his personal maid’s skull, squeezed hard! The head composed of bone and tal was crushed, grabbing the end of the spinal cord, he yanked!

Shooosh!

A slaughter knife hidden within the maid’s spine was now in his hand.

“During my ti in Zion, indulging in the overly comfortable life of a Prophet, I’ve slowly forgotten the taste of direct slaughter. It’s been a long ti since I’ve released the Sealing on my Physical body.”

“First, I’ll release a Foot and an Arm to accompany you in this little ga.”

“If you manage to overpower , I will gradually release the rest.”

Just as the Aura of Slaughter emanating from Yuri began to dominate the Duel Arena, becoming the ruling force there,

Jin, unlike usual, didn’t rush headlong into reckless Slaughter. Her Heart seed to have transford during her journey through the Old World.

She settled into a strange pose, bending her right Foot around her neck and extending her left Foot normally in front of her, while both hands ford a Red Lotus Seal.

In an Instant,

A completely different Aura of Slaughter burst forth from Jin, affecting and spreading around her, causing the ground to sprout malignant, granular flesh-balls that continuously Proliferated and Split to form tumorous tissues.

Looking at Jin in her peculiar sitting position,

It was as if she was in a cave’s Deep recesses, filled with tumors and gaps between them sprouting dazzling Red Lotuses.

Having never encountered Jin before, Prophet Yuri was also quite surprised upon seeing this scene,

“Have you… been to the ‘Cancer Palace’ of the Old World?”

“Yes, my Master is quite a powerful figure in the Cancer Palace.”

“I’m truly sorry, I underestimated you.”

Prophet Yuri, with a sowhat stiff body, made a gentlemanly bow, and the remaining parts of his body began to undo their Sealing.

The Complete Body,

a bald man dressed in a deep red suit, Black Shirt, and a tie adorned with a red-eyed skull, stood before them, his very appearance causing discomfort in their eyes as if real blades were slicing through their pupils.

The tumor structures spawned by Jin burst apart.

“Co…”

Several kiloters away inside a Hospital.

Principal Desline, attending the doctors’ conference as a special guest, suddenly turned to look out the window in the direction of Cesimani, with stars sparkling in her Pupils.

It seed that a horrifying scene with rivers of Blood was unfolding.

The older head of the Hospital also sensed the scent of Blood, but he was more composed, gently tapping on the table in front of Desline.

“Let’s focus on the eting at hand. If there’s really a problem, I will go with you to resolve it.”

At the Cesimani Plantation, each fruit tree was dyed red by the Aura of Slaughter.

All the instructors and related personnel were well aware that the intense murderous aura filling the air originated from Prophet Yuri’s ability becoming unsealed.

Instructor Beili imdiately took a group of followers to demand soone’s presence but was stopped by a maid outside.

“Please don’t disturb the Master’s pleasure at such a ti. The Master is thoroughly enjoying himself right now, and any intruders might be Slaughtered for their interruption.

We haven’t seen the Master this happy in a long ti.”

Hidden within the Prophet House, in the Underground Arena,

Yi Chen, adorned in ‘Dead Man Makeup,’ was nailed to the wall by a spinal lance through his upper body.

Forcefully pulling out the lance with a squelch, his upper body fell to the ground, then using Iron Chains grown from the wounds, he dragged his lower body flung not far away back towards him.

Jin’s body was split in two at the shoulder, her limbs severed, all tossed amidst a mass of fleshly lotuses waiting to heal.

With Blood streaming from his seven orifices, Yuri, the Prophet red with Slaughter, stood his ground, supporting his body with a Slaughter Knife,

His body covered with cuts, scorch marks, and erosion points, the most terrifying wound lurked on the back of his neck, appearing as a black spot that had already eroded the surface of his cervical spine. If it went any deeper, it might affect his bodily movents.

He had never anticipated that the two young people before him could bring such intense pleasure.

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