Chapter 77
Xiao Huasheng's figure flashed past behind the Queen of Hatred.
In optical camouflage, she brought out the full potential of the 173's characteristics on the spot.
Once out of sight, they will suffer a fatal blow.
The Queen of Hatred struggled frantically to lock onto Xiao Huasheng, but the Reality Stabilization Anchor dulled her senses.
Every time she rolled her blood-red eyes in an attempt to find her target, a new bursting sound would come from another part of her body.
"It will work, it will definitely work." Xiao Huasheng smiled. As long as he remained invisible, even if he only relied on his physical advantage, he could defeat the Queen of Hatred in front of him.
In fact, after the Queen of Hatred entered the process of turning evil.
Either defeat her, or wait for her to come to her senses.
The suppression will be swift, and she will be unable to cause any real trouble.
But once she comes to her senses and finishes her tantrum, everything will be beyond repair.
Xiao Huasheng originally thought he would defeat the Queen of Hatred in this way, but then a faint magic circle appeared around her.
The next moment, Xiao Huasheng was instantly locked onto by the magic circle!
"Forehead?!"
As Xiao Huasheng, who was still invisible, tried to continue breaking the Queen of Hatred's bones, his movements immediately slowed down.
Many of the Queen of Hatred's spells are illogical.
Once locked onto by this magic, even Xiao Huasheng's use of optical invisibility was to no avail.
Xiao Huasheng's figure suddenly froze.
The magic circle that appeared around the Queen of Hatred extended into countless chains of light, instantly binding her limbs.
Even in a state of optical invisibility, the chains still precisely bound her wrists, ankles, and waist.
Bondage play!
After confirming that she was incapacitated, the Queen of Hatred charged forward.
Her snake head was still twisted at an eerie angle, but her mouth was torn to the base of her ear, revealing stark white fangs.
The broken bones were forcibly reset in the purple light of the magic circle, emitting a chilling "creaking" sound.
Seeing that Xiao Huasheng was at a disadvantage.
The Foundation agents retreated quickly.
"All personnel evacuate! Get away from the combat zone!" the commander roared the order.
The incident happened suddenly, and there was no way to fight this snake monster at the moment.
But it was too late.
The Queen of Hatred's serpentine tail swept across suddenly, instantly snapping off parts of the buildings.
Concrete debris rained down like a storm, burying several researchers who couldn't escape under the rubble.
Xiao Huasheng twisted his wrist and quickly fired a few shots to relieve their predicament.
"Let's go!" she shouted.
The researcher, who had survived the ordeal, thanked her and quickly fled the scene of trouble.
The Queen of Hatred had already turned all her attention to her.
Xiao Huasheng struggled to break free of the chains, only to discover that these magical restraints were beyond the reach of the human body.
She could only hang in mid-air in a spread-eagle position, unable to use her guns to attack the chains.
Without expending some energy, there's no way to escape.
"Tsk, what a troublesome ability..."
Seeing this, she simply deactivated her invisibility, and her red hair danced wildly in the magical turbulence.
The Reality Stabilization Anchor is already being solidified at an alarming rate.
However, the Queen of Hatred' near-A-level strength has made even the Reality Stabilization Anchor struggle to keep up.
The Queen of Hatred seized the opportunity and pounced, her fangs aimed straight for her throat!
When!
Another burst of Mars!
This can't go on; who knows how much more energy we'll have to expend to defeat the Queen of Hatred.
If the Queen of Hatred is jealous that she is so powerful that the world no longer needs her.
Well... if we use facts to demonstrate that the world absolutely needs her, would that have some effect?
It has to be said that all magical girls are quite eccentric.
Only a twisted tongue can save a conflicted person.
"Hey! There's so much suffering in this world, why can't you wait a little longer?" Xiao Huasheng couldn't help but exclaim when he saw her appearance.
"..."
Surprisingly, the Queen of Hatred stopped slapping Xiao Huasheng.
Chapter 39: JUST DO IT [2 Updates]
A portion of her reason returned to her soul amidst the intense physical damage.
It's clear that verbal attacks are actually effective.
He quickly repeated it again.
"There are many people suffering in many places, and there are so many people waiting for you to save them! I absolutely cannot save them all by myself!" Xiao Huasheng said.
"I... don't believe it." The Queen of Hatred responded with her last remaining sanity, followed by another barrage of attacks.
At this moment, Angela found a possible solution.
[Manager, if you could provide conclusive evidence that the world is about to be destroyed, perhaps you could awaken her sanity without harming her?]
[I remember the song the Silent Orchestra taught you, it was themed around the despair and destruction of the world, right? That song has the power to directly affect a person's mind; perhaps only under a mental attack could the Queen of Hatred hear it.]
"You really won't just kill everyone else with your singing?" Xiao Huasheng's eyelids twitched; he was hesitant to take Angela's suggestion.
[The Reality Stabilization Anchor is still there, so it won't have much of an impact. All you need to do is make sure the Queen of Hatred hears your voice, hears that this world is still in the midst of destruction. Just do it!]
As Xiaohua was being relentlessly pounded by the Queen of Hatred, Xiao Huasheng finally took a deep breath.
A beautiful and elegant voice emanated from her lips.
The Queen of Hatred was only stunned for a moment before she began to frantically strike Xiao Huasheng with her body.
Xiao Huasheng could only stare wide-eyed as his clothes were torn off piece by piece.
She could only sing while on the verge of tears.
Poor Angel, forced to perform for a living.
A melodious yet sorrowful tune suddenly flowed through the air.
That was a forbidden song taught to her by the Silent Orchestra, every note carrying heartbreaking despair and destruction.
It is a beautiful melody that mortals cannot describe, and it comes from her wonderful singing voice.
More importantly, singing doesn't require energy!
This is also why Angela asked Xiao Huasheng to choose this song.
It's clear that the Silent Orchestra has shared all their knowledge and skills.
The Queen of Hatred's attack suddenly paused for a moment.
Her serpentine pupils contracted slightly, seemingly stunned by the sudden singing.
But soon, her manic emotions took over again. She roared and raised her huge snake tail, lashing out at Xiao Huasheng!
Snap!
Xiao Huasheng's black bulletproof vest, along with the white uniform shirt underneath, was torn, the fabric fluttering like snowflakes, revealing her smooth shoulders and collarbone.
Foundation agents. "..."
At this moment, the observers were quickly recording the scene; it would be a real shame not to capture it.
They immediately started making a draft on the spot.
Researcher A: "173-1 seems to also have the ability to unleash sonic attacks, but it doesn't seem to have much effect on that monster. Also, the Angel's uniform could be made more robust."
Researcher B frantically took photos, trying to capture the battle-damaged appearance of the Angel.
Xiao Huasheng's lips twitched, but he didn't stop singing.
The second movement then transitions into...
The second melody is even more somber, as if telling the story of a world on the verge of collapse, where countless lives are wailing in despair.
The Queen of Hatred's claws swept across—
Sizzle!
Xiao Huasheng's trousers were torn open at the thigh, revealing glimpses of his fair skin.
Task Force Commander: "Continue observation and record changes in the target's attack patterns."
Task Force: "... Would this be considered workplace sexual harassment?"
Another task force member. "Shut up, this is science."
Seeing this scene, it was truly worth it!
Xiao Huasheng: "..."
Can't you guys be a little more serious?
But she didn't stop singing; instead, she became even more engrossed in it.
Looking at the group of observers taking notes, she couldn't hold back anymore.
There were even guys taking photos at the scene!
Is this some kind of exhibitionism?!
Even so, she continued singing.
The third movement slowly emerged from her throat.
An indescribable, incomprehensible melody emanated from the song, a beautiful tune that only the Silent Orchestra Foundation those deeply versed in its art could understand.
Once the Song of the Apocalypse begins, it cannot be stopped.
From the third movement onwards, it becomes truly lethal.
The previous two movements had little effect on the Foundation staff.
During this phase, all the Foundation staff felt somewhat dizzy, as if something was stirring their minds.
Klaus quickly realized something was amiss.
He directly requested a conversation with the Class A supervisor in the facility and spoke to the supervisor through the communicator.
"Entity-173 173-1 appears to be inflicting mental damage on its surroundings with music. We request your order for everyone to enter the facility! Move closer to the Reality Stabilization Anchor to avoid this effect!"
In response, the Level A supervisor merely glanced at the situation on the monitor and then gave a curt reply.
"The suggestion has been adopted. Thank you for your hard work."
Soon, a series of sounds came over the loudspeaker.
"Attention all personnel! Evacuate to the internal containment zone immediately! Repeat: Evacuate to the internal containment zone immediately!"
A piercing alarm, accompanied by broadcast instructions, resounded throughout the Foundation's facilities.
The agents and researchers, who had been taking notes, froze instantly. They looked up, a hint of confusion flashing in their eyes.
The third movement of the Song of the Apocalypse had begun to erode their minds.
Klaus was the first to react. He grabbed Researcher B, who was still taking pictures, by the collar and shouted, "Go! Now!"
Researcher B snapped out of his daze, frantically packed up his camera, and ran with the crowd toward the nearest containment tunnel.