The Rescue (Continued)

After all, on the surface he was his master (fake), and he already knew about the girl's past, Miss World No. 11, and answered calmly.

She... is so pitiful.

The slave girl suffered countless inhuman tortures in her mere 15 years of life.

Her body bore whip marks, burn scars, and signs of countless beatings.

The back of her hand was branded with a brand that marked her identity.

As slaves, they were slaves for generations to come.

Her son will be forced into hard labor and die from exhaustion in arduous and dangerous work.

Her daughter will experience the same life as her.

Of course, all of this must be based on the premise that she has offspring.

Gripping her weapon tightly and fixing her gaze on the soldier in the distance, Miss World 11 instantly entered battle mode.

Now, it's far too easy to get rid of the other party.

With an average attribute score of 24, there are no weaknesses.

If we have to point out a weakness, it's that it doesn't have the unique special abilities of those who have advanced.

The soldiers on the other side became serious at this moment.

"You..."

The words had barely left his mouth when the girl in front of him suddenly flashed and moved very close to him.

"Varied--"

Puff!

An arm flew high into the air, spraying blood as it fell to the ground.

"Ah--"

The male soldier let out a heart-wrenching scream and frantically raised his knife.

Quick!

That's too fast!

I can't see anything at all, what exactly happened?

Why can't I even see how my arm was broken?

He tried to turn around and fight back, but unexpectedly, his knife struck a thin, semi-transparent film of water.

The astonishing rebound force made him take half a step back.

The next moment, the girl raised her right hand, which suddenly transformed into a terrifying giant claw covered in scales. With a loud bang, she smashed him into minced meat.

The entire room fell silent.

With a slight effort, Miss World No. 11 retracted the Abyss Claw.

It lacked the aura of the Abyss, and unlike the viscous, disgusting fleshy claws expelled by the lesser demons, these claws were covered in scales, resembling those of a black dragon.

"Hmm, a black dragon?"

For some reason, she thought of Amia.

A closer comparison reveals that the scales and appearance of these claws are remarkably similar to hers.

"I didn't expect that using her abilities so often would have made them part of that guy's bloodline?"

This is not surprising.

Amia's devotion to Ye Qian, her stepmother, was unconditional, even extending to her bloodline. Because in this little darling's heart, only Ye Qian would never harm her.

If you ask why, it's probably because Ye Qian is really very attractive to her.

This young mother has even become a source of comfort and support.

However, Ye Qian felt that there might be Power of Purification at work.

At this moment, the notification "[Kill LV11 Soldier]" appeared in her eyes and ears.

Yes, these nobles actually sent over a level 11 powerhouse, and had the cute female slave behind him fight him.

This is absolutely outrageous.

Miss World Number 11 gently sheathed her knife.

The scene was completely silent; not a single person spoke.

Everyone was stunned, as if they hadn't recovered from the shock.

The carcass on the ground was enough to leave a terrible psychological scar.

The stunningly beautiful girl standing there, ethereal and otherworldly, formed a stark contrast to the disgusting flesh and blood.

Beauty and distortion.

She turned around and stood in front of the slave girl.

"Th... thank you."

The little girl answered tremblingly. She was really scared to death; her legs were shaking. She was both expectant and afraid of the human sister she had summoned.

No... that's not right.

Is she really human?

What exactly happened with that hand just now?

Miss World Number 11, finding the situation amusing, tentatively asked, "Master, what should we do next?"

"Ah..."

Master, Master?

As a slave girl, she was always the one calling others "master," but the girl in front of her was actually addressing her like that.

Her face turned red; she was scared and somewhat embarrassed.

"I... I'm not the master, I'm... I'm sorry."

Whee!

So cute!

She really looks a lot like Cherry and Mia.

Of course, their personalities are actually different.

The girl was nervous for a moment, probably afraid of being watched by so many people, and carefully raised her arm.

She didn't say anything, but Miss World No. 11 knew she wanted to escape.

So Miss World gently took her hand and led her out of the venue.

No one in the entire audience tried to stop them.

It wasn't until after they left that it suddenly became noisy.

"God, I'm going crazy."

"This must be a goddess, right? A goddess came to save the poor slaves; she truly loves humanity."

Amidst countless excited shouts, the Arena's owner stood up, turned around, and left the scene.

60 kilometers away.

This is already quite far from the Arena.

In fact, by telling the girl not to resist, Miss World No. 11 teleported her here in an instant.

The reason it was so easy was that Misses number 12 to 20 had all arrived by then.

Currently, only Miss World No. 20 is temporarily used as an anchor point for easy entry and exit. All the other bodies have run to the edge of the crack created by the "newborn egg," which is the birthplace of those worms, and are slowly eating the "coconut meat."

"Has no organization ever been able to mass-produce Black Iron Rank Transcendent like this before?"

The Miss World contestants are helping each other and trying their best to eat.

Meanwhile, Number 11, along with the girl, stood in front of another campsite.

It was much quieter here than the previous place, which could perhaps be called a city.

The camp serves as a boundary, with the human world on one side and the desolation on the other.

The desolate side has clearly been affected by the demon legion.

Although no formal attack has been launched yet, the demons' vanguard arrived several years ago and has been slowly encroaching on human territory through continuous attacks.

"This camp is clearly a fortress to block an attack."

Looking at the high city walls in the distance, and recalling the behavior of the slave owners behind her, Miss World No. 11 felt somewhat ironic.

Now, they are fighting against nothing more than some of the lowest native creatures of the Abyss.

"It took at least five years for the first egg to develop cracks and slowly hatch into the Abyss Worm. And during those five years, a batch of native 'cats and dogs' were sent over to play with humans."

"Those in charge of leading the cats and dogs are not demons at all, but the pets of those demons."

The result was that humans couldn't even stop this, and were actually pushed back hundreds of kilometers.

With a thought, Miss World No. 11 already knew a lot of information from the Mystic Thread.

This camp is one of dozens of camps on the front lines.

This place is very important; at least 50,000 soldiers are stationed here.

The invaders, referred to as monsters, actually roam the northern wastelands most of the time. Only occasionally do they gather together to launch large-scale invasions.

Compared to the despair of last year's relentless defeats, this year is much better. At least they have stabilized themselves by relying on the fortress.

Can...

Only Miss World No. 11 knew that the enemy hadn't actually been attacked.

They were all wild beasts.

A wild beast passed by and a conflict broke out with you; it's that simple.

Without invaders, the real demon army has only just begun to assemble; their regular troops haven't even arrived yet.

He led the slave girl into the camp, where some dejected warriors glanced at him from the roadside.

Then their eyes lit up, and they rubbed their eyes, seemingly doubting what they were seeing.

Before long, World 11 arrived in front of a black building.

"Adventures Association?"

Since monsters now mostly roam in small groups and rarely attack proactively, humans have organized teams to hunt them down in order to deal with them.

The Adventurers' Guild is a place where those without power can change jobs and advance in rank.

The system of this world is similar to reality in some ways, namely the need for promotion.

But...

Advancement in this world is something you have to go through from the very beginning.

In other words, to go from an ordinary person at LV0 to LV1, you need to check your potential and unleash the power within your body; otherwise, you cannot become a warrior.

The same applies to each subsequent level.

Defeating monsters allows you to absorb energy, which can then be converted into power through advancement, allowing you to level up one level at a time.

The presence of monsters further accelerated the energy accumulation process.

It often takes hundreds of ordinary wild beasts to help someone go from LV1 to LV2.

And what about monsters? Although they are very strong, just one can level up a character.