Chapter 291: This Woman Is Terrifying Beyond Measure

After the old man with a cane came to his senses, he couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment.

“This woman is terrifying!”

And near Enya, the succubus woman instantly had her hair stand on end.

She hurriedly tried to pull back, but was horrified to find that her gaze had already locked onto those inhuman gold-red vertical pupils.

A wave of fear, like a mountain, pressed down on her, making her unable to move an inch.

She stood there, dazed and frozen, staring at Enya, who was lightly holding her sword. She was even too afraid to breathe in Enya’s presence.

Enya looked over the half-succubus before her.

In this world, pure-blood succubi devoured the soul essence of humans.

After being drained, not only would the body become weak, but even the soul would be damaged.

Meanwhile, the succubus herself could use this to continuously nourish her soul, facilitating future breakthroughs.

That half-succubus should be capable of the same.

Enya pressed the Silver Sword in her hand against the woman’s heart.

If it were an ordinary person, she might have spared their life. But for this half-succubus, Enya had no mercy whatsoever.

The sword, infused with Enya’s Silver Sword Qi, pierced the half-succubus’s heart as easily as stabbing into a piece of soft tofu.

Abilities like Magic Body Shield or a special physique had almost no effect in Enya’s presence.

The blade effortlessly pierced through the woman’s heart.

With a single thought from Enya, a surge of Sword Qi rapidly flooded into the wound, shredding the insides of this half-human, half-demon body.

Though Enya’s Magic Power was only at the Sixth Rank, she used Max-Level Skills. Dealing with such small fry was like slicing melons and chopping vegetables.

Enya blinked, and her pupils reverted to the light gold eyes of a human. Already a dragon, she could freely control the human form she manifested.

“The abilities granted by the Fragment of Desire all seem quite clever.”

She had used her Magic Eye to forcibly control the half-succubus earlier, completing this execution that was almost like a performance.

The effect was decent, but Enya didn’t need it much now.

If she had obtained this ability earlier, her journey would have had far fewer difficulties, but then again, she might not have achieved what she did today.

After pulling out her sword, the half-succubus woman collapsed to the ground. Purple specks of light radiated from her body—the scattered Succubus Blood Fragments, fleeing from this place.

Enya had no desire to collect them.

With a turn of her delicate hand, she flicked the sword, shaking off the purple-pink blood on the blade.

She turned to look at the other two.

The fierce-looking man, seeing the half-succubus dispatched so easily by Enya, had already developed a mind to retreat. When Enya’s gaze landed on him, he made his decision immediately.

“I’m not fighting anymore!”

“Missy, from now on, I will give you a wide berth whenever I encounter you.”

“I take my leave!”

The man spoke quickly, not giving anyone a chance to react. He channeled Magic Power, enhanced his footwork, and ran in the opposite direction.

Seeing this, the Black Fatty also said his goodbyes and tried to desert.

But how could Enya let them leave?

A flicker of deep blue light flashed on her body.

In an instant, she appeared in front of the fierce-looking man, her back to him.

The fierce-looking man’s eyes widened.

Seeing Enya suddenly appear before him, his heart leaped, and he hurriedly assumed a defensive stance.

He keenly detected the fluctuation of space and shouted in shock at Enya’s back.

“Space magic!?”

“You answered correctly.”

Enya turned around unhurriedly, tilting her head slightly as she spoke.

“What reward should I give you?”

“……”

The fierce-looking man was about to say that he no longer wished to be Enya’s enemy.

But before he could even utter the words, he saw Enya arrive in front of him. The airflow rustled her cloak, revealing the stunning, ethereally beautiful face hidden underneath.

The fierce-looking man’s blood-red eyes bulged, and his mouth opened.

“You are En—”

Still, without letting him speak, Enya slashed diagonally, cutting through his body. All his life-saving measures seemed utterly powerless against the Silver Sword Qi.

After Enya cut down this man who seemed to recognize her, she turned around, rose on the tips of her toes, and used Space Magic again.

Although she cultivated Battle Magic Sword Qi, she could still use magic; it just wasn’t as refined.

“Gate • Leap.”

The space around her warped, and a ring-shaped gate rolled up in front of her, circling around Enya.

Then, Enya stood before the Black Fatty.

But this time, before she could even turn around, the Black Fatty transformed into a swarm of black insects and scattered in all directions.

Enya turned and saw this. She sighed helplessly.

“I didn’t want to destroy historical landmarks either.”

The buildings of the City of the Other Shore were in styles from long, long ago.

Enya didn’t have a strong grasp of this world’s history, so she naturally couldn’t tell which era they were from.

But she was certain that this place belonged to the Goddess of Night.

And as the Successor of the Goddess recognized by Yeyue, Enya felt she should be considered the mistress here.

Hmm, I’m right, aren’t I?

The goddess is already gone, so shouldn’t the inheritance be mine?

“Hmph, you damned poisonous insects!”

Seeing the dark, dense swarm of flying bugs, Enya leaped high into the air, inverted her body, and struck the area with a single sword strike.

Non-Flower!

Silver-white Sword Qi bloomed like a flower, instantly spreading across the area.

As the buds burst open, countless dense Sword Qi released, shredding the region for a thousand meters in every direction. Not a single poisonous insect escaped.

The bugs that the Black Fatty had buried elsewhere to prevent his own death had their connection to his soul severed as well. The soul he hadn’t managed to transfer was also chopped to pieces.

Enya’s gaze turned to the two remaining people of the Hall of Shadows.

They had just used the shadows to escape the thousand-meter attack range, so they didn’t turn into a handful of dust within that circular area.

Both knew they were no match.

Staying would not buy even a moment of time. Even if they risked their lives, they probably couldn’t last more than a few seconds.

They were already among the strongest in the City of the Other Shore, yet they never expected to encounter such an unreasonable enemy.

They even wondered if the Kill Hall Master could go toe-to-toe with Enya.

Half of the old man with a cane had already sunk into the black mud pool. He glanced at Enya floating in midair and spoke in a heavy tone to the assassin beside him.

“This woman is definitely hiding her strength. She’s very likely at the Eighth Order of Magic Power. We cannot fight her; preserve our strength.”

By the time he finished speaking, only his head remained above the surface.

The assassin took a deep look at Enya, then chose to hide in the darkness.

But the moment he sank into the shadows, he felt a sharp sense of crisis and immediately exchanged positions with the shadow.

However, as the most likely candidate to become the next Shadow Hall Master, he could only watch helplessly as his arm was severed.

Fresh blood gushed from the wound. He quickly used Magic Power to suppress the bleeding, then raised his head to look at the crack into the Shadow Realm.

At that moment, the assassin understood one thing.

Enya could use Space Magic, and she could see through his hiding place at a glance. This meant she had the ability to step into the Shadow Realm!

Just as he guessed, Enya passed through the space crack she had cut open and arrived in the Shadow Realm, the layer beneath reality.

In this world, there were many dimensional spaces, all of which together constructed the stable dimension of reality.

The Dream World Enya had visited before was one, and the Shadow World where the assassin now stood was another layer.

The assassin looked at the head of the old man with a cane, whose body was gone. He showed no emotional fluctuation, until his eyes met Enya’s.

In those vertical pupils, the assassin saw himself, saw everything from his past.

A surge of anger rose abnormally in his chest. Even though he knew this was some sinister ability of Enya’s, his gaze seemed firmly locked by a magnet.

No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t look away, and could only let his mind be consumed by rage.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

In his low, hoarse roar, it seemed there was a hint of a young boy’s lament.

Enya raised her sword and spoke calmly.

“You have killed countless people. You deserve to die.”

“No!”

The assassin seemed to recall something. Before Enya’s blade could fall, the anger in his heart was replaced by a longing he could never obtain.

After cutting down this assassin, who had just entered the Seventh Tier, Enya withdrew her gaze. She had no curiosity about the story behind such a person.

Enya’s figure gradually faded, then reappeared in reality.

She released her grip on the Standard Longsword, and the blade shattered once more.

She clapped her hands, walked on high heels down the empty street, and then heard an explosion not far away.

Blue flames blazed not far off, seemingly about to spread this way.

The quality of enemies on Zeta’s side was not much different from Enya’s—also one Seventh Tier leading a bunch of Sixth Ranks.

However, those Sixth Rank experts were the deputies of the three men Enya had just killed—Gambling, Prostitution, and Desire—so their relative strength was much weaker.

Enya didn’t think Zeta would have any problems. Despite Zeta’s delicate and weak appearance, her strength was far beyond what she showed on the surface.

If she wanted, she could be even stronger.

Enya walked to the door of a house on the street, sat down on the threshold, and took out a pair of small leather boots for easy movement.

Then, she took off the thin high heels on her feet and rubbed her feet with her hands before putting on the more comfortable boots.

With a hint of annoyance, Enya tossed the high heels aside.

At the North Gate, the originally sealed city gate had been smashed into a large hole—the work of the fake demon Wendigo from earlier.

Enya, draped in her Black Cloak, stepped over the rubble and walked out of the City of the Other Shore.

Outside was a wasteland…

The ground was brownish-black, covered with withered and decayed trees. Enya did not slow her pace, walking straight ahead.

As she walked, a towering Great Black Mountain appeared before her.

This wasn’t there before!