"Witch"

After Gardinal made his 104th attempt to negotiate, Nimrod finally agreed to talks.

In Head of Gardinal city had no roads.

The city's transportation system consists of a network of broad-gauge bullet trains and narrow pedestrian bridges connecting transport stations and buildings.

Maria Kournikova wore a black Hunt-Master Suit.

The Lord of the Forge and Malevolus offered Maria two design options, the Makadon-type and the Yeld-type, as a basis for Maria to choose from.

Between the two, she chose the Makadon-type, which can spray flexible threads.

Purple patterns were engraved on the black armor, and the raised, sharp claws gleamed with a cold light.

Maria emerged from the shadows and stood on the human-shaped skybridge.

The bald, pale-skinned Lower Caste looked numb. When they passed the suddenly appearing beautiful woman, their gazes lingered briefly, but they did not stop walking.

The Lower Caste, having evolved for over two hundred generations, have long been rendered obsolete by more efficient selection processes in their pursuit of beauty.

"You haven't eaten for two days, have you?" The Witch's voice was magnetic, and her words made the Lower Caste stop in their tracks.

For these Lower Caste, food is more appealing than Charm appearance.

After being deliberately led to lose most of their demands, the desire for food was placed under the absolute belief that it should be used solely for the devout service of the High Caste.

The "Witch" watched as the crowd stopped, a barely perceptible glint flashing in her eyes.

Her 380 "assassins" and 520 Apprentice launched attacks on food and water factories in the surrounding area, turning dozens of factories into ruins amidst the explosions.

Under normal circumstances, the consul would promptly adjust production capacity, and Gardinal's massive production capacity would quickly compensate for any problems that arose.

However, after losing most of its fleet and even more aircraft, the entire Head of Gardinal was affected, and the remaining production capacity was diverted to war preparations and to ensure that the High Caste people's decent lives would not decline.

Maria began to "instigate":

"I can tell you why, because those factory castes are giving away the food that rightfully belongs to you to those Consul Caste."

"The Consul Caste is nothing more than a servant of the High Lord; they should not enjoy such power."

The "Witch" looked around at the group and saw suppressed anger on their faces.

People of Lower Caste are not without any sense of resistance; they are simply bound by biological and chemical shackles.

But even biological shackles need human intervention to maintain them, and currently there aren't enough Enforcer to do so, giving her too many opportunities to "instigate" them.

"Come along and see for yourself."

After Maria finished speaking, she turned and walked toward her target.

The Lower Caste followed silently behind her.

Maria led her team to the bullet-shaped train station, where they ran into the first team of Enforcer.

Maria activated the built-in Grappling Hook Launcher and leaped into the shadows above.

The Lower Caste stared blankly at the dome as the spinning-eye-shaped Web-tooth Gun sprayed out strands of supple silk.

The silk thread hardened rapidly upon contact with air, reaching the strength of steel wire, thus firmly binding more than a dozen Enforcer.

"You lowly slaves..." the enforcement captain roared, and all the Lower Caste's bodies seemed frozen, unable to move.

His words were stunned by the cold glint of the blade flashing at the tip of the arm of the leaping black figure.

His superior reflexes, honed over generations by the evolution of the law enforcement caste, allowed him to quickly roll and hide behind other Enforcer.

Maria charged forward at breakneck speed, wielding her claws to tear the Enforcer apart.

At the same time, a transparent ice crystal spear suddenly appeared and pierced the position of the law enforcement captain.

The white frost created by the "Witch" spread and trapped the law enforcement captain.

Immediately, the claws tore the law enforcement captain's body apart.

With the death of the law enforcement captain, the Lower Caste regained their ability to act.

Maria looked around at the crowd, a smirk playing on her lips. She saw a glimmer of light in the eyes of the Lower Caste.

The "incitement" has begun to take effect, and the belief in resistance has begun to awaken.

Compared to the legendary High Lord and consuls, Enforcer are the most powerful and highest-caste people they can see. My easy killing of Enforcer would shock their entire world.

The Lower Caste boarded the train, while, out of their sight, numerous "assassins" rushed onto the bullet-shaped metal train.

Several skilled "assassins" pushed the control levers, and the bullet-shaped train rumbled and sped toward its target.

The Lower Caste were no longer as indifferent as before; they jostled and crowded onto the viewing windows, peering outside.

On the Gardinal train, sightseeing is relegated to a secondary function.

The Lower Caste looked out the window with curiosity. At first, nothing seemed different, except for the transport trains, transport stations, and tall buildings.

Next, their view began to change; the floors of the high-rise buildings started to decrease.

The steel building was rapidly transformed into a manor filled with greenery.

Ignoring warnings, the train continued its journey, crashing into the residence of the Transport Consul.

This is the only consulate residence that the train can reach.

"Come with me."

As Maria, representing the Lower Caste, stepped off the train, she saw that the guards had already assembled and were ready for action.

The "Witch" raised her right hand and wiped it across her face, instantly blurring her features and the Hunt-Master Suit.

The "Witch" chanted Dunnish's incantation while sprinkling a handful of shimmering powder on herself.

The figure of the "Witch" began to disappear little by little, her outline seemingly erased completely by an eraser.

Moments later, the Lower Caste saw a large plume of Black Flame land among the guards.

The "Witch" used "invisibility" to appear behind the guards, and with a swing of her claws, she tore them apart.

The Lower Caste watched in astonishment as the tall, powerful woman swiftly killed the formidable guards.

Maria disappeared from everyone's sight again and entered the Transport Consul's residence.

The "Witch" stormed into the mansion and saw rows of bronze mirrors hanging on the walls.

A torrent of molten lava crashed down on Maria, shattering the granite ground and sending debris flying.

The Psyker Caste raised Flame Shield and warily surveyed their surroundings.

He suddenly looked behind him and saw a woman in black armor leap out of the mirror.

The "Witch's " claws were wreathed in black flames, and a great burst of frost erupted around the Psyker Caste.

Frost clashed with flames, and the fire quickly subsided.

The "Witch's" claws gripped the Psyker Caste, and Black Flame blasted away his right arm.

At that moment, a cold, commanding voice rang out from the loudspeaker.

"Self-destruct!"

Without hesitation, the Psyker Caste carried out the Transport Consul's order, Psionic Energy the Psionic Energy bomb on his body.

Boom!

Amidst the explosion, the figure of the "Witch" leaped out from a mirror at the edge of the hall.

The shockwave struck the Hunt-Master Suit, but the "Witch" rolled away to avoid it and disappeared from the hall.

A moment later, when the Lower Caste entered the mansion, they saw a tall woman in black armor carrying a person dressed in fine clothes.

Just seeing the person in his hands filled them with instinctive fear.

Maria abandoned the Transport Consul and exclaimed.

"He is your Transport Consul."

With a swift movement of its claws, it tore the Transport Consul into several pieces.

A gleam appeared in the eyes of the Lower Caste; they rushed into the dining hall and grabbed weapons.

Maria felt a slight melting sensation within her body.