A flash of white light streaked past, and the girl was split in two before collapsing to the ground. Lucia's expression returned to calm.
"Is that all the little tricks you have?"
No. 9 glanced at the girl and curled his lip. "I thought you'd come up with a hundred reasons not to kill this human. After all, she's just an ordinary person."
"But this is fine too. I've always felt that these little tricks wouldn't be enough to deal with you. We'll still have to rely on strength!"
The long blade in Lucia's hand slowly pointed toward the ground as she walked toward No. 9.
No. 9 froze for a moment, then immediately realized that he had become Lucia's target.
The memory of their clash a year ago was still vivid. It had left him traumatized, and he immediately shouted, "Hey, hey, come out already! I can't handle her alone!"
Lucia's steps paused for a moment. Then more people emerged from the surroundings. No, they weren't people—they were demons, powerful demons.
The black vortices around their bodies were larger, and more black matter coiled around them. Lucia understood now. Lilith's wedding was merely an excuse. Their real target was still her.
She didn't know what role Lilith played in all this. Right now, she only wanted to kill these bastards! The battle erupted the instant she lowered her center of gravity. Everyone knew it was the movement before an attack, so they immediately began dodging, responding, and even plotting counterattacks.
Outnumbering one opponent was indeed unfair, but at a time like this, fairness was meaningless.
From the very beginning, the few who attacked unleashed their full strength, confronting Lucia in their super-evolved states. They used every bizarre attack method at their disposal, suppressing Lucia to the point where she