139, Combat Orders

Blood of Madness Lilith.

This was the title Lilith had earned when she had stirred up a bloody Blood Moon and established her rule within The Truth Society centuries ago. It was also the Lilith who now stood before them as an NPC, her scarlet eyes utterly still as she expressionlessly locked onto them all.

Compared to the young, petite girl, Blood of Madness had not only a delicate face that made it obvious at a glance that she was Lilith in her youth, but also a tall, striking figure that the current Lilith could never match. More importantly... there was that queenly aura suddenly erupting from her, rapidly dyeing everything around her red!

That figure... seemed exactly like the figure from the illusion he had seen when he had first met Lilith.

"This is troublesome." Yet Lilith showed no delight or surprise at the sight. Instead, she took a slight step back and guardedly blocked everyone behind her. "You should have told me beforehand."

Rimuru had clearly wanted to give her a surprise, which was why he had dragged her here while she was still confused. In truth, absorbing a fragment of her own power should not have been dangerous. After all, it belonged to her, and the fragment itself was practically one of her organs—but that was only if the organ had not been transplanted into someone else's body.

If the entire massive divine kingdom were compared to a person, then Lilith's power fragment was that person's heart. Holmes had shaped it into the core furnace supporting the entire divine kingdom, and had likewise made it its greatest safeguard.

Lilith had understood that when she saw it become the Hunters' final trump card.

When Lilith had separated herself, she had not granted even a trace of self-awareness to