"What exactly did you do to me?!"
A shrill, hysterical scream rang out, filled with panic and disbelief.
After spacing out, Yixiao finally came to her senses.
Her light purple kimono hung askew, revealing a generous expanse of skin. The sight was a lethal temptation to any male.
Yixiao had always been such a gentle man.
He was so easygoing that no one could complain.
But now, she was breaking down.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
That unfamiliar, shrill voice shattered the reality Yixiao couldn't bring herself to believe.
In that instant,
the sky within a five-hundred-meter radius turned murky gray. Fivefold gravity crashed down, flattening the surrounding hills. Even Enel, Ivankov, and Borsalino instinctively bent at the waist.
But they straightened up again soon enough.
Only Chaos was still enjoying the view.
Killing intent.
Raw, bone-chilling killing intent.
Yixiao stared at Chaos and Ivankov with bloodshot eyes, the scene almost horrifying.
"Gravity Sword: Fierce Tiger!"
Without another word,
Yixiao attacked in a fury, gripping her cane sword and swinging it. A murky, distorted tsunami of gravity swept through the air with unstoppable force.
Gild Tesoro had truly enraged her.
A furious Yixiao was not to be underestimated.
"You're only experiencing an illusion. Join the Richest Group, and you can be saved!"
Chaos's lips curled into a smile. Golden Molten Fire blazed around his right foot as he forcibly kicked the tsunami of gravity back.
"Too much!"
Even Yixiao, who was usually calm, had lost her composure.
Rage and humiliation had completely taken over her reason.
She'd never imagined this day would come.
Even killing her wouldn't have made her this angry.
Why did he have to humiliate her so cruelly?
Unforgivable.
"Fierce Tiger!"
Yixiao flew into a rage and poured on even more power.
Chaos did the same. Otherwise, he wouldn't