Only after completing the Night Worship Swords' refinement did Mithra contact Leo Duncan to book a flight, heading to the city where the orphanage was located.
Hou City, also in the Hong'a administrative region.
Located northwest of the Hong'a administrative region, its climate was more pleasant than Wuhu City. Wuhu had already become hot after New Year's; Hou City remained relatively warm and comfortable.
Mithra wasn't there for tourism; she didn't bring much luggage, wanting to quickly resolve the matter and return.
Although she had obtained Planet Blue's authorization, the unique nature of her authorization still required a significant amount of paperwork for her first intercity trip. Future trips would likely be simpler.
Mithra wasn't particularly interested in modern cities unless they possessed distinctive man-made structures; she might stop to admire such architectural wonders.
But this city clearly didn't.
Consulting her phone's navigation, she hailed a taxi to the orphanage.
"I'm taking you back to your home, yet you don't give me any guidance?" Mithra muttered, tapping her staff.
Because she was dealing with the Chrysalis matter, and its connection to Sheng, she carried the Abhorrence Staff.
But the Abhorrence Staff didn't offer any particular response; it seemed indifferent.
Soon, the orphanage Mithra had seen in her dreams appeared.
However, the orphanage was already half-demolished; the renovations mentioned in Leo Duncan's report had begun.
"Looks like I'm a little late, but it hasn't been completely torn down…" Mithra mused.
Workers were diligently working on the site; Mithra approached directly.
No one stopped her; she easily reached the construction site.
However, as she wasn't hiding, she was quickly noticed.
"Hey, who are you?" a worker called out.
Mithra stood before the ruins, trying to discern the layout. Unfortunately, the orphanage in her dreams was a pure maze; the real-world version was unrecognizable.
Mithra stared at the ruins; several workers approached. "Keep out, buddy. We don't want any trouble if you get hurt."
Mithra raised her staff and turned: "I came to see the Hengfeng Group's large-scale charitable activities; it seems they're real."
The workers exchanged glances, their expressions strange.
"Are you a reporter? Do you have credentials and permission to interview?" an older worker asked.
"No, I don't," Mithra answered straightforwardly.
The workers were speechless.
But as they hesitated, they noticed Mithra was already among the ruins, moving incredibly fast; they couldn't keep up, even though she wasn't using any special movement techniques.
"Is there a basement here?" Mithra asked.
"Get down from there; it's dangerous… What basement?"
"There's a large underground room here; didn't you discover it during construction?" Mithra asked.
The workers looked puzzled: "Kid, whatever you're doing, it's dangerous here. If you don't come down, we'll call the police."
Mithra ignored them, continuing her search.
"What's going on? It's noisy." A voice rang out; three people approached.
The speaker was a man with a broad forehead, three white hairs, and a perpetual smile.
The other two were a man in a sturdy work uniform and a man in a suit, looking like a successful businessman.
"Sir Chen, a kid snuck in; we're trying to get her out," a worker quickly said.
The three newcomers looked at Mithra, searching, somewhat surprised.
"Kid, what are you doing? If you've lost something, we can help you look for it," the man called Sir Chen said.
Mithra ignored him; a worker replied, "He says there's a basement here…"
"Basement? What basement?" Sir Chen asked incredulously. "I've been the superintendent here for over ten years; I've never heard of a basement."
"There isn't one; I, as the foreman, can attest to that," the man in the work uniform said, frowning.
The man in the suit remained silent.
Unable to stop Mithra, after a moment, Sir Chen sent the workers home, keeping the three of them behind.
Suddenly, while searching, Mithra's Abhorrence Staff veered, pointing towards a specific direction.
Mithra followed its indication.
"Kid, stop looking; you must be mistaken," Sir Chen's voice suddenly rang out from behind her, this time very close.
"Hard to say; I might be right," Mithra replied calmly, turning to look at Sir Chen, a few steps behind her.
"Oh really? Then, might you show us? I'm curious as well," Sir Chen said, his smile unchanged.
Mithra raised her staff, gently stroking it: "Director Chen, you might have forgotten about the basement, but you've forgotten this staff too?"
Sir Chen paused, seemingly unable to grasp the connection: "What are you…"
In that instant, a white figure flashed.
A section of the nearby ruins was obliterated by a whiplash.
Amidst the flying debris and dust, a foul stench arose.
The remaining individuals' faces turned grim.
They stared at Mithra and her staff.
"What the hell are you?!" Director Chen yelled, his smile gone, muscles tensing.
"Chen Ping! Beware of her staff! There's a Chrysalis…" The man in the suit warned, but before he could finish—
The white whip of blades lashed out.
A series of violent impacts echoed; Chen Ping was sent flying, both arms severed, his body riddled with cuts. Fortunately, he reacted in time, avoiding being completely dismembered.
The foreman and the man in the suit caught him, grimly watching Mithra.
The whip retracted, pointing to the ground, transforming back into a staff.
"Ah, I remember," Mithra said. "No wonder it felt familiar; the first image of the Chrysalis in my dreams was you; you were responsible for the hospital massacre and took Sheng?"
The Chrysalis had used two images in her dreams.
According to Elise, the Chrysalis used images deeply ingrained in Sheng's memory when invading dreamscapes.
Mithra hadn't noticed the first image, the man in black, but now realized it was Director Chen.
"Sheng!" Chen Ping's pupils constricted, then he realized something, focusing on Mithra's staff.
"What are you doing?!" the man in the suit demanded.
"Nothing. A prodigal son returning home… isn't that a bit ironic?" Mithra said, feeling a tightening in her arm.
The Abhorrence Staff reacted, gripping her arm tightly, seemingly protesting.
The three before her underwent grotesque transformations.
Mithra's body instantly ignited.
With abundant fuel, she could burn more intensely; flames were a highly effective weapon against these transformed believers.
Then, a large, inky black blade suddenly protruded from her chest; she grasped it with her other hand, drawing it from her body.
A massive, bluish-black blade, far larger than the Night Hunter Greatsword, was drawn.
Compared to her body, the oversized blade was adorned with twisted eye patterns, even more unsettling than the original Mithril Horror swords.
The four swords, finally forged together, had taken on a darker hue due to the addition of Erytic rock from Ember City.
[Night Worship Greatsword: A unique mechanical weapon forged from the four Night Worship Swords. The four swords can be separated and controlled at will through Ki miracles. Although remnants of their original forms remain, they are no longer connected to their initial faith.]
One hand holding the Greatsword on her shoulder, the other wielding her staff reversed.
The Abhorrence Staff usually resisted the ash form, but showed no resistance this time, apparently choosing to remain and fight.
Chen Ping, his arms severed, crawled towards Mithra like an insect.
The Abhorrence Staff lashed out again, reducing his arms to useless pieces of flesh. Simultaneously, the man in the suit and the foreman, their limbs transforming, charged.
Flames burned on the Greatsword; Mithra suddenly swung it forward, scattering numerous embers.
The two charged into the embers, sensing danger, but before they could react, the explosion occurred.
Amidst the dust, Mithra swept forward. The two, blasted beyond recognition, were struck by the massive blade, like baseballs hit squarely, flying back with immense force, crashing into the construction debris, sending fragments flying.
Chen Ping regenerated his arms, watching this unfold, cold sweat dripping.
Damn it, why did they attract such a killer?
Sheng had become her weapon… or rather, Sheng had become the Chrysalis, then was turned into a weapon!
God-killing weapon!
Chen Ping thought of that concept.
A thrill ran through him; the power and value of God-killing weapons were known even to ordinary people on Planet Blue, let alone one connected to the Chrysalis.
But that was all he felt.
Because Mithra, wielding a thick, broad, black and white weapon with striking visual impact, was rapidly approaching.
Run!
Without any thought of resistance, Chen Ping hurriedly used a Water Miracle, creating a thick curtain of water, using it as cover to retreat.
Mithra saw this, her staff tracing the Greatsword, scattering flames, accompanied by a swish, activating Enlightened Step.
She bypassed the water curtain, reaching Chen Ping.
The Greatsword descended; Chen Ping was instantly enveloped and consumed by the blade's darkness.
Bang!
His body was pulverized; even as a transformed believer, without adjusting his transformation, he was certainly dead.
As Mithra pulverized Chen Ping, the two previously blasted away returned to the battlefield.
But Mithra only glanced at them; the Greatsword swung casually; mechanisms whirred, two slender blades separating from the main body, flying outwards under the red glow of Control Object.
The Greatsword's core mechanism, using Ki-related components, enhanced the ability to transmit energy; Mithra bought some from Diehl.
This design reduced the accuracy requirements for the wielder's Control Object miracle, extending its range; she could easily control the separated blades within a hundred meters.
This sudden change caught the two off guard; the blades pierced their bodies, halting their advance.
Then, the ignited Abhorrence Staff transformed into a whip of blades, lashing out.
The white, fiery whip enveloped them, then retracted, obliterating them.
Mithra recalled the two blades, returning them to the Greatsword, testing her grip.
Even with Reinforce Body, her abilities were still limited on Planet Blue; the enhancements were minimal.
However, Mithra noticed that the beast transformation and The Stranger's influence were subtly strengthening her body.
This wasn't a miracle; it was purely physical growth. While she didn't know the extent, it clearly bypassed Planet Blue's limitations.
Planet Blue didn't place much emphasis on purely physical strength. Reinforce Body solved most problems; training focused on physical health and aesthetics.
Regarding miraculous power, even after using Abyssal Darkness extensively in the Flamescape, Mithra still had a considerable amount of Ki remaining.
The comparison highlighted her difference from ordinary believers.
Even limited by Unified Sense, far from achieving Clarity and fully eliminating the restrictions on miracle use, she could still perform miracles with "quantity over quality."
Hearing a noise behind her, Mithra turned to see Chen Ping's mangled remains still writhing.
He wasn't dead.
Her own Ki miracles were already weakened on Planet Blue; the transformation was similarly affected. Chen Ping had adjusted his transformation before being pulverized, avoiding instant death.
A flat face slowly emerged from the mass, fearfully looking at Mithra.
"You can't do this… If you kill us… even if the matter is exposed, before we face punishment, you won't be able to leave this city… no… this district!" Chen Ping mumbled.
The Abhorrence Staff retreated; Mithra, seemingly ignoring him, placed the staff over the mass of flesh. After a brief pause, she stabbed down.
"Aaaaagh!" A scream echoed.
The power from the Transformation Miracle and the Chrysalis fragments was absorbed by the Abhorrence Staff.
Chen Ping's remains withered and lost all activity.
Retracting the staff, twirling it in her hand, Mithra didn't look around; she headed towards the basement she'd discovered.
Pushing aside debris, she found the basement entrance she'd seen in her dreams.
Following the stench, she entered.
She quickly emerged.
She sent Leo Duncan a video of the basement via her phone.
Leo Duncan immediately replied: [?]
Mithra: [Didn't pay attention to class; replying now.]
Leo Duncan: [How did you know I have class now?]
Mithra: [I was planning to attend Professor Ruliang's class; unfortunately…]
Leo Duncan: [No, wrong subject! What did you send me?]
Mithra: [What's under the orphanage.]
Leo Duncan: [??? Didn't you just leave?]
Mithra: [Yes, so I finished it right away.]
...
"Damn it!" Leo Duncan cursed in class.
Fortunately, he always sat in a secluded corner, so no one noticed.
Wasn't she supposed to be discreetly investigating, planning, and acting?
He was still assigning personnel, ready for Mithra to call for backup. With no contact, Leo Duncan assumed Mithra was still planning, only to find out she'd stormed the orphanage alone!?
Wasn't that the enemy's lair? Was it wise to charge in alone?
Just then, Leo Duncan received a stoic selfie from Mithra.
There was a mass of flesh behind her; flames burned in the distance.
Although the surrounding rubble clearly indicated a construction site, Leo Duncan initially assumed Mithra had destroyed the orphanage.
And you've already encountered the enemy and killed them, right? What kind of mindset takes a selfie after doing that?!
Mithra: [Is the evidence useful?]
Oh, it was for evidence.
Leo Duncan felt embarrassed: [I thought you were showing off! Want to post it to your friend circle?]
Mithra: [Is that necessary? Okay, I'll post it.]
You actually will?!
Leo Duncan checked his friend circle and found Mithra had indeed posted it.
Leo Duncan rubbed his head: [I'll arrange it immediately. Get out of there; there are probably many of them; be careful!]
After that, Mithra didn't respond.
She had caused a significant commotion and was surrounded by workers who had rushed over.
"Stop her!"
Seeing the scene, their faces turned grim; they pointed at Mithra and shouted.
But as soon as they shouted, Mithra raised the Greatsword and swung it down.
Chaos erupted; flesh and blood flew.
In a short time, Mithra stepped out of the orphanage, her boots covered in gore.
As she considered deactivating her ash form and resting, she heard noises approaching.
Transformed believers, seemingly alerted, rushed towards the location.
Simultaneously, police sirens sounded. Mithra hadn't called the police; Leo Duncan hadn't explicitly mentioned calling them either. Given the Chrysalis's presence, the sirens were ambiguous.
The Greatsword split into four whirling blades, controlled by Mithra to counter the Chrysalis members' attacks.
"We can't let her escape alive! We're finished if she does!" someone shouted.
Mithra noticed that many of these individuals, while aggressive, seemed reluctant, even hesitant to face her.
Initially, it was assumed that the limitations on miracle use in Planet Blue would prevent even the strongest individual from easily overpowering a large group of attackers.
Sense, stamina, and mental strength would be further depleted in battle on Planet Blue.
However, as time passed, the only thing increasing was the number of corpses surrounding Mithra; their low-level believers were rapidly being eliminated, yet Mithra showed no signs of exhaustion.
She was unstoppable, a true warrior.
It wasn't simply a matter of the believers being expendable.
Fear began to grip them, fear of Mithra.
After so many casualties and no hope of victory, was there any point in continuing to fight to the death?
Even if the orphanage's activities were exposed, fleeing and hiding would be better than dying here.
Many began to think this.
Most weren't core members of the Chrysalis organization; many had become involved due to various circumstances, infected with the Transformation miracle, then subjected to threats, control, and brainwashing.
While they didn't know why this killer was here, perhaps she was a light in their dark future?
Once this thought took root, it grew.
Many slowed their movements.
Soon, no one charged at Mithra.
Some stopped willingly; others hesitated, seeing others stop.
"What?! Afraid of death? If we let her go, our crimes will be exposed! We'll all die! You're naive…"
Before the person trying to rally the others could finish, a blade precisely pierced their head.
Immediately, even the remaining core members of the Chrysalis organization remained silent.
They surrounded Mithra, facing her.
Mithra surveyed them: "Not fighting?"
Silence.
"Fine. Stay like this; let's take a picture," Mithra said, using the Abhorrence Staff to pull out a relatively young man.
To everyone's horror, Mithra handed him her phone: "You have long arms; take the photo. Just so you know, this phone is new."
The young man nodded repeatedly, his transformed arm extending.
Mithra directed them to stand together, placing herself at the front.
"Evidence. I don't know your stories, but I doubt you want to die for no reason. So, relax," Mithra said.
Click click!
Retrieving her phone, Mithra checked the photo.
It wasn't bad. The transformed hand was steady; she stood at the front, the transformed individuals behind her, a bizarre and chaotic group photo.
Peaceful and harmonious.
As soon as the photo was taken, police cars arrived.
The young man, noticing Mithra's gaze, urgently said, "The police in charge of this area are involved!"
The "police officers" arriving at the scene were surprised. They'd heard a huge commotion; had it already been resolved?
But seeing Mithra surrounded, their expressions turned grim.
"Everyone disperse! The criminal…"
As the "police officers" drew their weapons and approached, they were interrupted.
The four blades in the air reassembled into the Greatsword, striking a "police officer" directly.
Bang!
Blood splattered; the "police officer" who had spoken first had half his face blown away; the massive blade stood on the ground beside him, crushing a mass of writhing flesh.
The Greatsword slowly returned, reconnecting with the hilt. Mithra, wielding the Greatsword, approached the stunned "officers."
They trembled, noticing the scene inside the orphanage resembled a slaughterhouse.
They routinely handled "trash," but seeing the "butcher" who'd caused this chaos nearby filled them with fear.
"Go to Hengfeng Group. Can you do that?" Mithra tilted her head, asking the lead "officer."
The officer could only nod stiffly.
The police car's siren wailed; if possible, they probably would have silenced it as well.
Even though they weren't real police, being arrested in a taxi was still awkward.
Mithra sat in the back, chatting on V-Chat.
She had just posted a rather violent photo to her friend circle; though she didn't have many friends, she still received some inquiries.
Nie Hong and Liyu were among them.
"You've been operating here for quite a while. Hengfeng Group is a local company, with a clean record. If it weren't for the sudden renovation of the orphanage, there would be no indication of any problems,"
After answering her friends' questions, Mithra casually asked.
The two in the front remained silent; the one beside Mithra in the back was stiff with tension.
"Talk," Mithra said. "There are three of you; surely, you have driving licenses."
"Y-yes…" the passenger beside the driver finally said hesitantly.
They needed to stall for time. This woman had attacked the "police officers" without hesitation; who knew when she might go crazy again?
Fortunately, she didn't seem overly perceptive; she even allowed her captives to drive, giving them ample opportunity to maneuver.
Buy some time, drive to a safe location, then handle it slowly…
[You have been mentioned again; rerouting…]
Mithra's phone suddenly announced.
The atmosphere in the car became subtly tense.
"Hey, are we going the wrong way? I don't have enough money to pay you extra," Mithra said.
The driver silently turned the car around at an intersection.
Damn it, there's navigation these days!
Calculating extra "fare" might cost him his head!
He needed to ease the tension…
"By the way, how did you get these identities? Was it through internal promotion, diligent work, or direct replacement?" Mithra casually asked.
Damn it, how should they answer that?!
"Speak," Mithra calmly added.
"…Replacement…" the driver finally mumbled.
Mithra nodded.
Seeing Mithra's impassive expression in the rearview mirror, they couldn't guess her thoughts; the psychological pressure intensified.
"Hengfeng Group?"
"Right… the plan had been in place for a long time…" This time, it was the passenger beside Mithra, likely realizing his companions had already spoken; if he didn't say anything, he might become "fare."
From their fragmented answers, Mithra understood the Chrysalis organization's recent development.
Previously, the Chrysalis organization hadn't been so powerful; they were suppressed by the societal order.
The hospital incident was an accident caused by Sheng's mother, creating a vicious cycle.
That hospital was about to lose its value; their cooperation was on the verge of exposure. The person in charge, Chen Ping, wanting to secure Sheng's future, acted ruthlessly during their retreat.
This led to a fierce crackdown from the Federation.
The Chrysalis was nearly eradicated; only a few core members remained.
But like the elusive Wandering Gods, they were difficult to eliminate completely; they would revive, given the opportunity.
Using their secret transformation abilities, they operated clandestinely, seeking opportunities to regroup.
The orphanage was one of their key recruitment centers, a hidden base concealing countless crimes.
After years of hiding, they finally found a chance to rise again. If successful, they would establish a firm foothold in Planet Blue.
Controlling a large corporation, they would use it as a base to expand their network.
If successful, they would avoid the predicament of the hospital incident.
After careful planning, they successfully took control of Hengfeng Group early this year.
While they spoke casually, they did encounter issues, such as Hengfeng's security and the mobilization of hidden Chrysalis personnel.
After paying the price in casualties, they successfully seized control.
Sheng, however, didn't respond to the summons; he accepted an offer from the Night Hunter Church in the Dreamlands, heading to Sun City with his companions, seeking a glimmer of hope.
Although Sheng's escape, taking a significant portion of the Chrysalis with her, was a major loss, the organization considered it acceptable given their success in Planet Blue, planning to use the Chrysalis's inherent abilities to retrieve her later.
Their primary plan was to use the company's resources to eliminate potential threats and dispose of their old hidden bases.
They would then consolidate their position; after that, they wouldn't need to operate so clandestinely.
Thus, various charitable projects were launched through Hengfeng Group.
While not perfect, everything proceeded smoothly.
They hadn't anticipated that Sheng's impulsive escape would have such repercussions.
They certainly hadn't anticipated someone uncovering clues from their dreams and exposing them.
"Well, you were thorough. You're core members," Mithra said, showing the video on her phone within their group chat.
Mithra muted their audio, but the 99+ messages indicated their excited reactions.
Nie Hong, in particular, typed incredibly fast, clearly an experienced internet user.
The three "officers" could only smile awkwardly, avoiding further discussion of their situation.
Suddenly, the driver said, "Miss, we've arrived."
The police car stopped; a building was nearby.
"Thank you. The fare…" Mithra said, exiting the vehicle.
Before the three could speak, a white whip of blades lashed out with impossible speed.
The car and the occupants were sliced apart before they could react; Mithra lightly tapped her staff on the ground and walked towards the building.
Behind her were the wrecked police car, a large amount of blood, and the screams of terrified bystanders.
Entering the building, she was immediately attacked; they had clearly anticipated her arrival.
Mithra easily deflected the attacks with the Abhorrence Staff; the Greatsword burst from the gore, the four blades activating. Mithra simultaneously used Pursuit Form and Enlightened Step, vanishing instantly.
After a series of sounds, the elevator doors opened.
The four blades reformed into the Greatsword; Mithra, supporting herself with her staff, entered.
Looking at the slaughterhouse scene in the lobby, Mithra adjusted her collar.
The elevator doors closed.
...
"Damn, Mithra's too intense! She's treating Planet Blue like a Dreamlands playground!"
A quiet corner of the rehabilitation center's library; this had inexplicably become Nie Hong and Leo Duncan's favorite spot. Liyu was staying nearby, essentially a neighbor of Mithra.
The three of them were gathered; Matsuri was also present, aware of Mithra's current activities.
Nie Hong had just exclaimed.
Matsuri maintained her warm smile: "For her, Planet Blue and the Dreamlands are practically the same."
Liyu silently scrolled through her phone, quickly finding something: "News, Hou City local news."
They all looked at her phone; it showed a grainy video of Mithra exiting a police car and then slicing the car and its occupants into pieces.
"Even for our bold Planet Blue standards, cutting up a police car is…" Nie Hong said, even knowing the occupants were Chrysalis members; to outsiders, it looked like a rampage by a madman.
"Only someone like her could do that. She barely got her Planet Blue ID; even if she's hailed as a great hero, she'll likely face a long observation period," Leo Duncan said.
"So cool," Liyu murmured.
"Indeed. My clothes make her look even better," Matsuri said, smiling.
"You two are enough; we're discussing serious matters," Leo Duncan said.
"We haven't had lunch yet; she just got there an hour ago, right?" Nie Hong felt a pang of hunger; it was lunchtime.
"About an hour ago. Impressive efficiency," Leo Duncan said, after thinking for a moment.
"What are we having for lunch?" Matsuri interjected.
"The rehab center's cafeteria?" Liyu suggested.
"Ugh, I was going to treat the crab to something nice; I'm only hanging out with him because Mithra isn't here," Nie Hong said bluntly.
"Fine, I'll treat the two ladies; you're on your own!"
Leo Duncan retorted, then suddenly snapped back to reality: "Damn! How did we get sidetracked? You guys are actually fine with Mithra's actions? You're not worried at all?!"
Matsuri nonchalantly waved her hand: "That's Mithra. Everyone understands what she does; your job is providing support and a good environment for her to work."
Liyu nodded in agreement; a slight smile appeared on her usually stoic face: "If I could be saved, this is nothing."
Nie Hong added, "Exactly. It's been ten minutes since I last told you about Mithra's Gross Town solo mission."
Leo Duncan considered protesting, believing the situation shouldn't be so easily dismissed.
But then again…
Damn, Mithra's back looked so cool when she saved me in Sun City.
He couldn't muster any objections.
"Um… shall we order?" Leo Duncan opened his phone to book a place.
...
The elevator plummeted.
Mithra climbed the elevator shaft wall, watching the elevator crash below; then she turned upwards.
An elevator door opened; someone peered down.
Swish!
A blade shot up, severing the head.
While Control Object wasn't powerful enough to fully support Mithra's weight on Planet Blue, she could briefly exert enough force to climb.
Seeing that Mithra hadn't been stopped, another Chrysalis member entered the shaft, their body transforming, moving through the confined space towards Mithra.
As a transformed believer lunged, Mithra's Greatsword, only its main blade visible, resembled its original form.
Calmly adjusting her position, she evaded the attack in the confined space, then thrust the Greatsword through the believer's head.
After a brief exertion of Control Object, she kicked the believer down and leaped, briefly pausing in mid-air, confronting the next opponent.
The cramped elevator shaft made the fight difficult; Mithra was momentarily overwhelmed by the swarm of transformed beings.
She temporarily retracted the Abhorrence Staff; the long-unused Night Hunter Greatsword emerged from the gore.
Instantly, a bluish-purple light filled the elevator shaft.
A massive wave of sword energy sliced through the entire shaft.
The Chrysalis members only saw Mithra draw a new weapon; a flash, then nothing; they didn't see what killed them.
Mithra reached her destination floor.
Dragging the two Greatswords on the floor, she slowly walked down the hall; the floor seemed deserted.
As she passed a work area, several desks overturned, and a transformed female believer, her limbs distorted like a beast, attacked.
Mithra forcefully dragged the two Greatswords, creating a harsh scraping sound.
After activating Enlightened Step, she evaded the attack; the heavy weapons swung behind the believer.
Bang!
The believer was sent flying; Mithra was momentarily surprised, but upon closer inspection, she regained her composure.
"Rain, impressive; you have two extra arms," Mithra stated.
The details were irrelevant; it was a waste of time; seeing her name and the two extra Chrysalis arms was enough.
The Chrysalis had three arms, one leg, and one heart that hadn't been recovered by the Sanctuary.
Sheng's arm and the heart from the Eternal Night in Sun City were now with Mithra.
The Chrysalis still possessed two arms and a leg.
Mithra had assumed they would be more evenly distributed; she hadn't expected two arms to be on one person.
Her previous strikes had hit several transformed believers' non-vital areas; they'd been sent flying but hadn't suffered significant injuries.
"How… how do you know my name…?" Zheng Rain, sprawled on the ground, her body reforming from the Greatsword's blows, spoke in a raspy voice. A face similar to Sheng's, though even more grotesque, appeared before Mithra.
Sheng's body was mostly obscured by a Chrysalis arm.
Zheng Rain only had one visible eye and a vaguely defined mouth; she looked barely human.
"So, the others escaped, leaving you to stop me?" Mithra asked, ignoring her question.
"You've destroyed everything! Damn it… I should have been able to end this life of hiding! It's all your fault! Our plan! I will…"
Bang!
Mid-sentence, she lunged; Mithra's two Greatswords struck her previous location.
"Damn you!"
She hadn't been allowed to finish.
"Sorry, I'm not interested in ugly elite monsters,"
Mithra nonchalantly said, placing the Night Hunter Greatsword on her shoulder.