Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

The name Jester also spread among the lower-class residents. He was the clown who brought them joy and smiles every time he appeared.

……

Meanwhile, on Daedalus Street, in the underground sewers.

"Oh~woo~~" Ciel crossed his arms over his chest, his face full of happiness as he held up the airbag that gave him a great sense of security.

He was currently manipulating Alfia's body, his little face full of excitement.

"Kid, aren't you afraid of being torn to pieces by Alfia?" Chardo's face showed pity, as if he already regarded Charles as a corpse.

Charles scoffed, "What's there to be afraid of? She can't feel it! Cough cough cough—"

As he spoke, a sudden, sharp pain shot through his body, and with a "plop," jets of dark blood gushed from his mouth and nose. A terrifying noise and buzzing alternated in his ears—the intense tinnitus caused by the damage to his senses.

"Has that woman been enduring this torment all along?" Charles gave a bitter laugh, staring at Chardo: "Tch, I'm just taking on noise that she shouldn't have to endure, to give myself a little more happiness, so what?"

Upon learning that Ciel possessed the ability to exchange souls, Alfia retreated into her mental chamber as if she had given up, where she no longer needed to experience the torment of illness or feel the endless noise.

She preferred quiet, so naturally she wouldn't let go of Charles, such a useful tool. And being so withdrawn, she naturally wouldn't realize what Charles had done.

The two of them arrived at the dark metal gate.

"Hey, open the door!" Charles's deep, feminine voice rang out.

"Will this really work?" Chardo asked skeptically.

Unfortunately, the two did not obtain the key to the labyrinth from the Dark Faction. The reason was simple: the gods suspected that Chardor was holding back.

The fact that they attacked the factory without killing a single adventurer and ended up getting their money back in a sorry state was what they witnessed.

however……

"If you don't open the door, I'm going in myself!" 'Alphia' grinned with the cunning smile that Charles was so familiar with.

Chardo suspected that Charles did this on purpose!

The moment she finished speaking, the witch raised her arm, striking her classic pose, with a gray energy ball swirling around her fist.

Immediately afterwards, he threw a powerful punch behind him.

"I'm all about 'silence'! [Good news...]"

when----

click-

A pale gray shockwave spread outwards, cracking the air as if it had exploded, and unsettling tremors echoed underground...

click-

The obsidian coating, which had been deliberately blocked from magic, was shaken apart by the vibration, revealing the ultra-hard metal shell beneath. However, this shell shattered instantly under the influence of the high-frequency vibration.

With a thud, the hardest metal door, no longer protected by the surrounding structure, crashed to the ground with a loud bang.

Chardo stared in astonishment at the horrific destruction caused by Alfia's massive form, his mouth agape in disbelief.

"You...you..."

Charles clapped his hands, coughed up another mouthful of blood, and said smugly, "Do you know what the value of being called a 'monster of talent' really means?"

Chapter 104 The Overlords Have Invaded?!

Chardo was quite certain that the Gospel of Alfia was not at all so destructive.

"That's obsidian, an extremely hard metal with anti-magic properties!"

"Yeah, so what? Do you even know what cooking skills are?"

Alfia, no, this body's talent truly astonished Sharl. Not only could she learn any move she had ever seen, but she could also effortlessly alter the form and nature of magic.

All three of Alfia's spells are related to sound. And sound originates from vibration.

When the number of vibrations within a limited time reaches a certain limit, which coincides with the material's breakdown point, the power of the sound will be amplified infinitely.

With Ciel's even more imaginative and quirky knowledge than Alfia's, he can achieve the same effect as the Tremor-Tremor Fruit with just one "Gospel".

As for now...

"Hey, go back and carry the door away, use it as a partition in our basement!" Charles gave Chardo an order that left no room for refusal.

"Don't joke around. How am I supposed to carry such a huge metal door out? Even if I could, it would be too conspicuous to move around with it," Chardo said helplessly.

“It’s only four meters tall.” Charles stared at the giant slab lying on the ground, at a loss.

I just wanted to take it apart out of interest; I really didn't consider the issue of moving it.

"Then, make a note of this: this door will be temporarily stored here. It belongs to Alfia now. From now on, it's Bell's property!"

"as long as you are happy."

Before Charles could finish speaking, a crimson warning flashed across the dark passage, and squads of secret faction cadres rushed out along the corridor.

"Oh, is this where you come to greet us?" Charles stood tall and proud, hands on his hips, seemingly oblivious to who his opponent was.

Chardo covered his eyes.

And the next second.

"It's... Silence? Silence... dismantled the door made of the hardest metal?!"

"As expected, they were lackeys sent by the hero!"

"Traitor! Damn it, they've broken in! Quick! Run!"

These underlings of the secret faction were filled with terror upon seeing the horrific scene at the entrance. Their arrogance from one moment was replaced by utter disarray the next.

They weren't even completely routed; just seeing this witch standing in the dust was enough to terrify them into running away in terror.

"Am I that scary? Hmm? Uncle Chardo?" Charles flicked a strand of gray hair from his sideburns and winked at the camera.

"Hey~ Don't make that face with Alfia's face." Chardo gagged.

The two strolled leisurely into the maze. Passing through trap-filled passages, destroying rolling stones and mechanisms, they arrived at the location where the monster was imprisoned.

Metal cages were stacked on either side of the room, covered by black gauze.

Charles lifted the black cloth to inspect: "Hmm, I was thinking of having a taste, but unfortunately it's all shoddy stuff. Not even a single monster below level 30!"

"Let's go inside and take a look." Chardo wasn't familiar with the structure of the man-made maze either; he was just using the passageway to and from the port city of Melon.

As expected, deeper into the tunnel were rooms with a dungeon-like structure, thick bars imprisoning plump monsters. Charles spotted one of the more robust monsters.

"The Lambton Serpent has potential at around level 4. It tastes good, with firm and chewy meat."

Charles swallowed hard: "Snake soup is very nourishing!"

Chardo: "Is it flashy?"

Ciel: "Awesome!"

Chardo stroked his chin: "But, one pot isn't enough..."

Charles gave a thumbs up: "Then two barbecue grills!"

……

While the two overlords, somewhat deviating from the usual art style, were being led by Ciel, they were pondering how to deal with the giant snake.

Valetta, who had narrowly lost to Belle on the surface, finally dragged her remaining forces back underground.

The scene before her eyes broke her down.

Shattered walls, collapsed giant gates, and dark tunnels half-buried in rubble and ruins lay before me.

"My...home is gone?"

Her first thought was Finn, that cunning Palum, who must be using the Jester to buy her time while secretly launching a surprise attack from the ground.

"That despicable Palum!" Valeta cursed, dragging her disheveled body as she rushed deeper into the maze.

The entire system broke down along the way, plunging her into despair.

But when I went down to the second floor, it was surprisingly quiet, not like it had been invaded.

A man-made maze, 10 floors.

A large conference room, big enough to hold hundreds of people. A group of cadres from various factions were gathered together, arguing heatedly.

"Heroes can't be trusted, indeed... heroes can't be trusted!" [White-haired Ghost] Olivas covered his head and huddled in a corner.

He was criticized by Chardo for being a coward who only bullied the weak and feared the strong, and he completely lost the courage to fight.

Dix, the leader of the Ikeros Familia, responsible for capturing monsters, pulled down his goggles and said nonchalantly:

"The intelligence from Bakal (the architect) indicates they've already breached the 'Monster's Abode.' It seems the monsters preparing to launch a surprise attack on the city are mostly reduced to ashes."

Priest Basram frowned: "What's the use of complaining now? Find a way to get rid of those two!"

The goddess of discord, Alecto, stepped forward: "No problem! I have Generals Vina and Tina, who can slay this scoundrel!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Dis sisters appeared behind their god in an instant, each kicking her to the ground and brutally torturing her.

"Sister, sister, there's a god here who's completely out of his mind."

"Sister, sister, this god has lost his mind."

"Why don't you turn your head down and wash it clean?" X2

The two sisters held hands tightly, their flat chests pressed together...

The scene was somewhat comical, yet strangely real.

When the question of who should confront those two overlords was raised, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment and remained silent.

"Hey, what happened?" Valeta pushed aside the Dis sisters, went to Thanatos the Grim Reaper, grabbed his collar and questioned him.

"Don't be angry, Valeta-chan. We didn't want things to turn out this way either," Thanatos said in a girlish voice, glancing at the expressionless Vit to the side.

"Hey, Witt-chan, tell me what's going on? Why did [Silence] and [Gluttony] break in?"

"What?! Those two aces have betrayed us?!"

The muscles in Valette's face twitched visibly.