This World Is Seriously Ill
Chapter 532

The Insect Electrotherapy Tragedy / We Don't Save Idiots

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"Also, spread the news of Nebula's arrest. Let Gamora exchange it for an answer; she'll understand..."

Ebony Maw nodded respectfully, but when he looked back at the planet surrounded by several rings behind the starship, his expression was somewhat unwilling, and he couldn't help but speak up to report.

"My lord, we have failed to live up to your expectations. We have not yet taken Sakaar. Please give us more time..."

However, Thanos, seated on his throne, gently raised his hand to stop his subordinates from arguing, his tone indifferent.

"Alright, I know your loyalty is beyond question, but this matter is more important than conquering Sakaar."

Then, the king of the desolate planet gently raised his hand, and the Mind Stone glowed faintly.

Immediately, a cloud of dark green mist tore open a deep crevice in the ground, and a graceful figure emerged, walking slowly towards them.

"Let death take control of the war..."

Chapter 903, Section 943: The Tragic Case of Kiana Electrotherapy

Meanwhile, in New York City, ruins and rubble stretched as far as the eye could see, a scene of devastation unfolding during a brutal war.

On the spire of St. Patrick's Cathedral, half of which had been sheared off, Heidewilli tightened her grip on the beautiful crimson sniper rifle, bent her knees, and assumed a fixed posture.

After locking onto her target, the Oracle's Daughter silently offered a prayer before engaging in battle and slaughter.

May the Lord's will walk on the earth, kissing all people, and glory be upon me.

At this moment, as faith was instilled, the cold, purplish-red light emanating from the gun grew even stronger. When the power reached its peak, Heidewilli immediately pulled the trigger and uttered a low shout.

"The death knell of heaven!"

In an instant, the beam of light piercing through several purplish-red magic arrays expanded a hundredfold in mid-air and shot towards the three-headed dragon roaring with its neck raised in the Ruins.

The descending Ghidorah sensed danger and instinctively turned its head to the middle and right. Its somewhat sluggish left side was instantly swept through by a thick, purplish-red beam of light.

With a confused groan, the unfortunate left side of the head exploded, scattering chunks of flesh and crimson blood in all directions, adding a touch of grotesque cruelty to the already horrific battlefield.

"Roar!"

Based on the direction from which the beam of light came, Ghidorah staggered a few steps, regained its balance, and its remaining two heads glared fiercely at the church's Clock Tower.

Enraged, the monster conjured lightning-shaped gravitational rays within its wings and mouth, poised to strike.

However, before it could retaliate, three silver-white Void Spear and a flame-shaped sharp sword beam shot out, pinning Ghidorah firmly to the ground and dragging it for several meters.

As its body shifted, the swaying and falling Ghidorah kicked up a cloud of dust, and the condensed gravitational rays spread into the air, while golden lightning bolts spread and flowed through the clouds like swimming dragons.

"Look at this! Look at this! Do you know how expensive those clothes we bought were? You bastard, you ruined them all!"

Murata Himeko, wielding the Xuanyuan Sword, stared at the crushed packaging box under the cement slab and the high-end goods inside, half of which were burned away. She gritted her teeth in hatred, her anger instantly reaching its peak.

"And my fried chicken! How are you going to compensate me?!"

K423 and Kiana both wore expressions of deep resentment. The two had merged, reverting to their Final Herrscher forms, looking down with disdain and exuding murderous intent.

"I'll skin you alive and use your skin to make bags!"

"I'll chop you up, skewer you, and grill you!"

Filled with righteous indignation, the master and apprentice coldly pronounced a death sentence on the Ghidorah that had provoked them.

Immediately, the dark red flames and the silvery-white Power of Space surged and intertwined.

Sensing a powerful threat, Ghidorah refused to sit idly by and wait for its doom. It raised its two heads and spewed out gravitational rays from its mouths one after another, while a third head began to regenerate rapidly.

Under the combined onslaught of these three forces, the concrete pavement was torn apart layer by layer, and the ravaged buildings collapsed one after another.

Those dilapidated houses that were still somewhat recognizable crumbled instantly and were wiped off the map.

Half an hour later, the three heads were chopped off again, and Ghidorah, with wings resembling rags, lay pitifully on the ground.

"Regeneration, is that it!"

Murata Himeko fiercely grabbed a head that was bouncing on the floor and flung it into the air. Instantly, raging flames erupted and burned the head to ashes.

"Resurrected, huh!"

The Final Herrscher coldly snorted, dragging the other head along, a thick Death Mist spreading around her. Amidst the shrill screams, she corroded one-third of Ghidorah into a dehydrated, lifeless, petrified sculpture.

"You dare bite me!"

With a kick from the Final Herrscher, the Ghidorah head, which had been turned into a sculpture, instantly disintegrated and fell like dust.

Heidewilli on the spire, unable to bear seeing the remaining head suffer, simply gave it a merciful physical release.

After resolving the immediate problem, the three figures—one large and two small—were busy and enjoying themselves.

While they were inhumanely skinning and dismembering Ghidorah's corpse, they were also rummaging through the concrete blocks of the building, searching for some "trinkets" worth collecting.

Actually, Manhattan was fortunate enough to escape the devastation of the first wave of the Ghidorah meteor shower, preserving most of its buildings.

Based on the principles of "better money than life" and "a fool wouldn't take advantage of a bargain," after completing the extermination of Ghidorah, the three like-minded individuals Murata Himeko and Kiana, sneaked off to the relatively well-preserved Manhattan neighborhood to scavenge for bargains, and also tricked the honest Heidewilli into carrying their bags.

Unfortunately, they encountered the second wave of the Ghidorah meteor shower.

The spoils that everyone had painstakingly collected were completely torn to pieces due to the area-of-effect damage of the gravitational rays.

This dramatic fall from being incredibly wealthy to losing everything made the three of them seethe with resentment.

This violent gang brutally beat Ghidorah, who had run into their line of fire, and then dismembered him to vent their hatred.

At this moment, Raiden Mei, who arrived a little late, quietly descended around the corner, carrying Sirin who was keeping watch.

She looked out over the Manhattan neighborhood where demolitions had been carried out violently, sighed, and her gaze turned grim.

Under the students' cold gazes, Murata Himeko and the quick-witted K423 awkwardly stood up.

At this moment, the white-haired Paramecium squatting beside Ghidorah's body was still engrossed in dismembering the body, completely unaware that it had been caught red-handed and was about to die.

Compared to the two who were preparing to stand at attention and be scolded, this Scandinavian young lady, who was still happily carving meat in preparation for her evening meal, seemed quite an eyesore.

As the surrounding atmosphere grew increasingly eerie, faint arcs of blue-purple light flickered around Raiden Mei.

Murata Himeko and K423 shrank back, exchanged a glance, and immediately understood the meaning in each other's eyes. At the same time, they distanced themselves from Kiana, their faces filled with righteous indignation.

"Kiana, what are you trying to do, go out and pick up freebies! All you do is cause trouble, and I have to clean up your messes!"

"Exactly! We came here to save this city, and you've gone this far! Even Ghidorah might not have caused as much damage as you! This is outrageous! I'm reporting you!"

At this moment, Kiana, who was busy stuffing Dragon meat, gold, silver, and US Dollars into the Spatial Rift, seemed to hear something, and her excitement subsided slightly. She raised her hand and showed a relatively well-preserved piece of dragon skin.

"Teacher Himeko, what are you saying? First come, first served, so hurry up!"

"Do you want this? If you don't like it, I'll keep it for my mom to make a handbag. The quality is really... good..."

When Kiana felt the shadow looming over her, she instinctively looked up and immediately saw Raiden Mei's pretty face, which was covered in thunderclouds.

"Laugh!"

"Aww!"

A burst of blue-purple lightning shot out, Kiana, who was undergoing behavioral correction therapy, was covered in smoke and screamed in agony.

"Evacuate Manhattan immediately! The department to clean up the mess is here!"

"If you guys get caught scavenging here and even pulling off a demolition scam, you'll be in deep trouble, selling yourselves won't be enough to cover the losses!"

Raiden Mei, who is usually the most gentle and law-abiding, is somewhat exhausted when she encounters this group of troublemakers who seem to thrive on chaos during wartime, and her warnings sound weak and ineffective.

Having been caught red-handed Murata Himeko and the others, seeing that there were witnesses and physical evidence, had no choice but to dejectedly drop the stolen goods, and casually pulled up Kiana, whose hair was standing on end and whose body was still twitching slightly.

However, after seeing everyone's actions, Raiden Mei stopped and raised her chin towards the packaged stolen goods on the ground.

"All surveillance equipment within a 10-kilometer radius has been destroyed by my electromagnetic field. Take your equipment..."

"Yay! Long live Mei- neechan!"

"Haha, I knew I taught you well!"

Murata Himeko and K423's eyes lit up, and they were overjoyed. They finally understood that the lightning strike that hit Kiana earlier had this effect.

Seeing this, Raiden Mei rubbed her forehead with her right hand, somewhat helpless.

She's not inflexible, but if you're going to do something bad, you should at least do it discreetly and try not to leave any evidence.

If they acted like these troublemakers, making a big fuss and making sure everyone knew who the criminals were, they might miss out on any benefits and Hyperion up losing everything.

Before Kevin left, he entrusted his entire business to her care.

However, K423 and Murata Himeko, who did not appreciate the cook's good intentions, looked at the unconscious Kiana with pity and malice, and their lips curled up in an evil smile.

Good child, go in peace. We'll take your share for you!

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Chapter 904, Section 944: Idiots Won't Be Saved

Meanwhile, in Tokyo, Japan.

Cracked roads, collapsed buildings, exposed reinforced concrete houses, streets strewn with dust and scraps of newspaper—every inch of land has endured Affliction torment.

In mid-air, a Floating Battleship with wings spread out on both sides and tree-like branches at the tail flew by, and specks of starlight from the branches fell onto the ravaged earth.

In an instant, the shattered building materials, as if drawn by some force, automatically reconnected and returned to their original positions.

Instantly, the deep pit was filled in, the broken road gap disappeared in the earthquake, and the collapsed houses were pieced together and stabilized like stacked building blocks.

Wherever this Floating Battleship passed, the city areas that were previously in ruins were restored to their pre-disaster state as if time had reversed.

"So this is the correct way to use the Eshkalt."

At this moment, on the top floor of the Shinra Building, Kevin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the city being pieced back together piece by piece, and couldn't help but sigh.

Based on virtual reality technology, a supercomputer inputs a model of the world into a system called the Kabbalah Tree of Life. Driven by the Planetary Great Source, it can directly restore cities to their state at the beginning of their destruction, which is simply incredible.

"Unfortunately, currently only the Fraxinus warship in Amamiya City possesses full visualization capabilities, and it can repair all the damaged cities in Japan within a day."

"After mass production, the individual Eshkalt sent to various countries need to be refreshed one by one, which takes a lot of time."

Lufus, who was leaning back on the sofa, got up slightly, walked to the French windows, and sighed helplessly to Kevin.

With a slight wave of his hand, the young master of Shinra sent his personal attendant, the red-haired Reno, to serve fruit platters and drinks to the group gathered around the round table.

Thunder, his sister Sera, Tifa, Tendou Kisara, and other acquaintances were playing cards to pass the time, bored out of their minds.

CC Muramasa Reine were actually lying on a Simmons mattress by the sunlit French windows, comfortably using cushions as pillows, taking a nap.

"Pizza, pizza, pizza..."

The Green Haired Witch, clutching the Cheese-kun Pillow she'd redeemed with points, couldn't sleep still. She rolled around excitedly on the mattress, muttering about her favorite food.

As for Tokisaki Kurumi, she sat on the sofa, quietly petting the cat with her best friend.

The two chatted and laughed about the issue of cat neutering, which frightened Stan, who was in their arms, causing him to whimper and struggle. Fortunately, the two owners only talked about it and did not intend to take any action.

Stan, who had been lifted up by the scruff of his neck, finally relaxed and obediently picked up the cat Canned Food his owner threw him, devouring it to soothe his earlier emotional trauma.

"The speed of city reconstruction is irrelevant. The deployment of these ancient creatures is merely a pawn they've discarded to test and restrain us. The war has only just begun..."

The pink-haired, mature Mature Woman, Thunder, played a one-against-three hand, sending her younger sister away and leaving the task of shuffling the cards to the losers Tendou Kisara and Tifa.

This female soldier, with an exceptionally keen sense of the nature of war, spoke with unwavering conviction, a hint of seriousness creeping into the depths of her eyes.

"You're right, a tough battle is inevitable sooner or later."

Kevin nodded in agreement and explained the reasons for currently repairing the damaged city.

"We have already constructed a sufficient number of containment facilities deep within the Earth's crust, and have expanded the usable area countless times using Space Shrinkage Technology originating from Kunlun."

"After deliberation, the United Nations decided to withdraw from the ground and allow the military to take full control."

"However, in order to appease the public, the prerequisite is to restore the appearance of the existing cities on the surface to the maps of various countries within the underground containment facility."

"We'll only be sure of the Eshkalt's effectiveness after testing it, so restoring the city is just one part of the testing process."

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