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"The confinement failed, it's happening again..."

Nefes frowned and could only report to Nalia, "Miss, Lioz cannot be bound by qi. Should the plan be modified?"

"Just as predicted, things really didn't go smoothly..."

Nalia pondered for a moment, "Hold him off first, don't let him go into space. The pirates have reported that they are breaking through the defense system and will soon board us. As long as we control the hostages, Lioz won't dare to make any rash moves."

"Learn."

Having received permission from his superiors, Nefes clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Clap—

Tiger Style · Bombardment Stance!

"Here we go again..."

As soon as Li Aoz saw the special effects, he was already mentally prepared.

She charged forward with her super armor activated, alternating between claw and punch. In a short moment, Li Aoz's cheek was torn apart by the claw tip, and his shoulder blade was punched. Before he could react, Nefes suddenly raised her knee and ruthlessly slammed it into Li Aoz's jaw.

Clang! Li Aoz's neck snapped back, and then Nefes grabbed his collar and slammed him down! [Specialty: Arch- King of Battles]!

When facing enemies of the same tier, their Primary Attribute will be forcibly reduced by 10%, and they will be unable to dodge your 'grab' or 'throw' type skills.

As soon as Li Aoz landed, Nefes pounced on him again. She stepped on Li Aoz's shoulder and immediately kicked him, sending him flying into the air. Then she jumped up as well, her legs spreading out like cold scissors, clamping down hard on Li Aoz's upper arm.

In the blink of an eye, Nefes had placed Flying Cross Lock on Li Aoz in mid-air, firmly controlling his movements.

As humanoid beings, they all have this weakness. Once the armbar is completed, the arm is compressed by the full force of the controller, and the head and chest are squeezed by the thighs, making it almost impossible to break free. Furthermore, because the arm is straightened, the joints become extremely fragile, and it is easy to break the opponent's bones with the slightest force.

As expected, it is indeed difficult to solo the Final BOSS a version without being at your peak.

"Stop right there! Don't move!"

Li Aoz glanced out of the corner of his eye—a large number of Cosmic Pirate had already boarded the spaceship, shouting at the civilians.

"They even colluded with pirates—tsk, Red King's followers are always so filthy."

Li Aoz cursed under his breath.

These Delta-rank pirates are nothing special in themselves, but the key is that they forcibly control the passengers, and any attempt to escape could result in the death of the hostages.

Moreover, Nefes pressed down on him, firmly controlling him.

It's definitely impossible to leave the spaceship by force alone.

But... why should I engage in a physical fight with an idiot with an intelligence of 6?

The next moment, Li Aoz, who was being tightly pressed and controlled by Nefes, suddenly had his head severed.

[Implant Armor No.1 has been discontinued]

"--Um?"

Nefes was taken aback.

Then, she watched helplessly as Li Aoz's head was pushed aside by her long, slender legs and rolled away, as if she had chopped it off.

"Nefes, explain this to me, what's going on?"

Nalia, who was directing from a distance, suddenly stood up:

"Why does the video show that you cut off Lioz's head?"

Nefes immediately explained truthfully, "I didn't apply any force, and the armbar isn't strong enough to break a neck—"

"He has no vital signs!"

Nalia grew anxious. "Get out of the way! Freeze the body and send it to the [Priest] of the Zeta-rank within ten hours. It can still be saved."

It's not that she panicked, but rather that this unexpected event was completely unplanned.

Nefes accidentally killed Lioz —that's a huge loss.

If Lioz dies, her brother will definitely be very dissatisfied and will look down on her. All the manpower and resources she has invested and mobilized so far will have been wasted, not to mention that she will definitely attract the board's questioning.

"Lioz must not die! Quickly, bring him here!"

But at least it's alright, at least the body is under control.

Without thinking twice, Nefes grabbed Li Aoz's headless corpse and picked up the head from the ground. Blood stained her palms and flowed down her wrists, staining her clothes.

The red stain on her sleeve made her hesitate for a moment, her gaze focusing on her sleeve.

"Nefes! Hurry up!"

Nalia urged impatiently.

"...yes."

Nefes lowered his head and carried the body to the emergency exit. The reserve team quickly came up, put the body into a black pod, injected healing potion into it, and then quickly put it into the Cryo-chamber.

Nefes took the portable Cryo-chamber, and the nanomachines on his body quickly expanded, transforming into a one-piece space armor. He detached from the spaceship and sped towards his own star system.

She flew at high speed, quickly leaving civilian ships out of sight, until she entered the asteroid belt. She slowly navigated around dangerous meteorites and found the fleet that was waiting for her in the dark universe.

laugh...

Nefes stepped onto the ship's deck and handed the portable Cryo-chamber to the receiving personnel.

"This is the objective. Miss Nalia wants you to quickly send it back to the nearby Fixed Time Domain Planet. Within 10 hours, you must find a Zeta-rank priest to perform the resurrection ritual."

Nefes quickly gave instructions.

"I can't stand it, there are always unexpected things happening."

The rescue team retrieved the Cryo-chamber and turned to Nefes without any politeness, saying:

"If you hadn't accidentally killed the target, we wouldn't be in this mess. Do you know how difficult it is to enter and exit the Fixed Time Domain? Each trip takes 300 years of lifespan! I've already been in and out twice. If I come out again, we'll only have 200 years left. It's all because of you!"

"That's not important; the company's interests come first."

Nefes said it without any emotional fluctuation.

"Ha, Gabros is indeed a weapon of war, it has no brains at all."

The support team sneered, "After all, products like yours only have a lifespan of 60 years. Once they enter the Narrative-level local market, they will be destroyed by time the moment they come out."

"Please focus on efficiency."

Nefes said coldly, "The responsibility for the delay in transporting the target and preventing its revival lies with you, not me."

"It's all because of you!" The backup team member's face turned cold as he retorted without any politeness, "It's all your fault, we're all going to lose 300 years of our lives!"

Nefes said calmly:

"As a product, Gabros is only subject to destruction if it fails to meet standards. But as Narrative Citizen, the worst outcome for you is far more than just death..."

"You--"

"9 hours and 36 minutes remaining."

Nefes said coldly, "Miss Nalia is urging us on."

The members of the support team were seething with anger, but they dared not delay any longer.

As citizens of Narrative-level Civilization, the Group differs from the Empire and the Temple. They strictly adhere to the law of competition, and death is not the most severe punishment for them.

In a civilization where everyone is wealthy, becoming poor is the ideal.

The team member who had been arguing with Nefes gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and turned to leave with the black Cryo-chamber.

"Let's go, hurry up! Everyone get moving!"

It's almost the end of the month, so I'll update more often. Please give me some points as you see fit.