Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

"He is—Miss Hilo...Sima Carahau!"

Tsurugi made way for him, and standing next to him was Sirocco.

Of course, to those who know her, she is Xima!

Kilian's eyes narrowed slightly.

Although Sima was a lowly figure with little power, Kirian still remembered her—after all, it was his order to make Dozru take the blame, and when Dozru tried to pass the buck to Ramball but failed, it ended up falling on Sima.

She went to SIDE2 to carry out a massacre order, and somehow survived, then defected to the enemy?!

What a spineless bastard!

Kilian cursed inwardly, but he quickly realized that Tsurugi was definitely not joking!

"Dozru, how much longer until you return to your homeland?!"

Kihren was oblivious to everything else, frantically calling his brother over the intercom.

However, Dozru's answer was that it would take at least an hour, as their fleet was too badly damaged and it would take time to travel, no matter how fast they rushed.

Moreover, although Tiam's troops have turned back, they still need to be wary of whether the enemy will choose to fight to the death. If they fail, it will be no different from the destruction of Zeon.

Kirian understood all this, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it, and then, humiliatingly, for the first time in his life, he prayed.

—Pray that this elusive new human who stole the Emperor Dejin's ship won't actually blow up all the colonies on Side 3!

"Our first target is the outer colony satellite of SIDE3, Mahal!"

"This is a colony satellite with a population of fifteen million!"

Tsurugi's words relieved Gihren, but filled countless Zeon people with immense panic.

The drawing contest has begun!

Changing styles doesn't stop the killing spree! : 130. Bloodhorn's Nest

At this very moment, on the bridge of the Dejin Emperor, stands a medium-sized polymer of flesh and blood.

It looks like a crescent-shaped object formed by twisting and piecing together human flesh and bones. The twisted bones and blood vessels form a three-dimensional structure around it, while the hollow part in the middle ripples with a deep red glow.

And on top of that, there are beating, vibrant hearts.

This is Bloodhorn's Nest, or to put it more bluntly—a Nether portal.

The portal from that hell, used to invade the mortal world, twists human flesh and bones into the portal's material, then squeezes out souls to provide the basic fuel needed for the teleportation.

The more corpses and souls there are, the larger and more stable the one-way portal will automatically merge.

Compared to the gates of hell that Tsurugi crossed with the help of Samael, this is a product that is closer to the concept of 'science' or 'rationality'.

Although this thing doesn't look like science fiction at all, it's more like horror.

But it is indeed capable of teleporting across space.

This was naturally generated when Tsurugi was manufacturing the Yakin energy device, as if Yakin energy was naturally designed to create similar technological devices.

Tsurugi doesn't know the underlying principle, but it is indeed usable.

Apart from......

The appearance is far too horrifying and evil, and the materials used are far too cruel.

Tearing apart the soul, fusing the body, the pain of tearing the two apart is transformed into a door that transcends space.

He couldn't bring himself to use an innocent person to create such a portal.

But you're saying the material was made by Kalma Zabi?

That's alright, just keep doing it!

Is Kalma Zabi a good person? Perhaps a little better than his anthropomorphic siblings.

But he's only slightly better, or rather, because of his naivety or even stupidity, he gives the impression on screen that he's a kind and innocent young master.

But he was still the leader of a damn militaristic country.

Don't forget, he volunteered to suppress Loum in order to prove that he was a man of the Zabi family and was unwilling to stay in the General Staff. This job was so dirty that even Char couldn't help but remind him that it was a dirty job.

But he still went, and in order to accumulate merit, he did not hesitate to participate in the dirty business of slaughtering the remaining space residents. He even continued his business of killing the Tutu people in North America as the commander of the Earth's landing assault force. In fact, his North American region was the place with the most concentration camps on Earth.

We saw his so-called manly side, but we didn't see the countless people who died at his hands. We saw his love affair with the daughter of the New York mayor, but we didn't see the cries of agony in the concentration camps he built.

Haha, this is hilarious. To sympathize with someone because of their relationship with the mayor's daughter and think he's the only decent person in the Zabi family—isn't that a truly absurd joke?

The Zabi family deserves to die.

They didn't care about being hostile to the Federation; it was just a dogfight. But after choosing this inhuman way of fighting, their souls were already filled with sin.

So Tsugumi was actually helping him!

Right now, he's just a foolish young master who hasn't committed any future sins, so Tsuruga will treat him like any other member of the Zabi family.

After being used as a portal a few times, Bloodhorn Nest was reduced to ashes and destroyed. It's all dead now, so this matter is considered over.

If he were alive and committed these crimes and were caught by Tsuruga, he wouldn't be so lenient.

If you don't collect his soul and take it with you, but instead send him to your own cyber hell for eternal torment, then you've come all this way for nothing.

Alas, no one understands Dongjiang's good intentions.

Look at Dejin, after seeing his youngest son twisted and deformed like this, he screamed and then simply raised his head and passed away.

He's not really dead, but he's probably terrified to see such graphic content at his age.

It doesn't matter, as long as he's alive. His life is temporarily with him; we'll take him away as soon as his value is used up!

Right now, Dongjiang is operating Bloodhorn's Nest.

The portal was created, but calibrating and confirming the coordinates was another troublesome matter. Fortunately, Tsurugi brought Sirocco here.

The coordinates of this portal can be calibrated using souls and memories, but a portal can only open one exit. The more accurate the memories and souls, the more stable the teleportation coordinates can be created. However, the best way is to establish a two-way portal with the same frequency after arriving at the coordinates. Otherwise, every second of establishing the teleportation will maintain the massive consumption of souls and pain in the Bloodhorn Nest.

The soul of Sima, who was possessed by Sirocco, could be used just right. Originally, her soul was only preserved for a wicked pleasure, but now it's perfect.

Her hometown is Mahal.

This is a Zeon outer colony marked 38, and it's quite famous in a way—as a weapon.

As the war progressed to the point of the fall of the Solomon Fortress a few months later, the apathetic Gilead simply transformed the colony into a satellite cannon in an attempt to turn the tide of the war.

Let the people who slaughtered SIDE2 slaughter their own hometown.

This could be considered one of Tsurue's quirky tastes.

Sirocco was still confused when he was pulled over, and his expression became even more uneasy when he realized what Tsurugi was trying to do.

"Publicly broadcasting the release of poison gas to massacre a colony satellite, are you a demon?!"

Sirocco couldn't hold back and whispered.

The Titans, no, even the Zeonians would try to conceal it!

"Thank you, I really am." Tsugumi shrugged and smiled.

"Why are you suddenly so kind-hearted? Is that the kind of person you, Sirocco, are you?"

Sirocco is certainly not that kind of person! Although he would be alarmed to hear such a horrifying thing, he would not lose his composure because of it.

The key point is the public live stream—this madman is publicly drawing pictures of all the universe's inhabitants. Does he really intend to establish a regime?

"Can't you do this in private? This is inhumane!" Sirocco gritted his teeth.

"What kind of person is this Jeonglao!"

Tsurugi tilted her head, looking at Sirocco with an expression that said, 'What kind of pig talk are you spouting?'

"At this point in time, aren't the Zeonians scum whom everyone wants to kill? If we kill them, the whole world will applaud!"

Hirok remained silent. In a sense, Tsurugi was right—everyone really thought the Zeon people deserved to die before and after the One Year War, and the numerous Zeon remnants that emerged after the One Year War weren't because they were popular, but simply because the flag was useful.

The Federation's ineffective suppression of Zeon, coupled with its own inhumane actions, left the space inhabitants desperately needing a flag to oppose the Federation, so they chose Zeon. The numerous Zeon remnants, aside from genuine survivors, were simply there to provide a pretext.

And now, at least at this point in time, there are probably very few people in the entire universe who don't want all the Zeonians to die!

After all, before the war even started, they had already destroyed parts of Side 1, 2, and 5, and together with the Loom campaign, they wiped out billions of universe residents in one fell swoop, and then they also destroyed billions of people on Earth.

Nobody can tell whether you're a good Zeon or a bad Zeon; everyone just wants you dead!

The reason Zeon's reputation grew later was not only because the Federation acted inhumanely, but also because the generation that hated Zeon had basically been wiped out, and with no one to carry on the history, it was gradually forgotten.

"But with such a dark past, am I only fit to rule humanity from now on?" Sirocco was still worried about his political career.

Although he's not someone who cares much about his reputation, now that he's so tainted, it will probably take him a million times more effort to clear his name in the future.

"Are you going to reject me?" Tsurugi asked playfully.

“…No, but I think it was only Sima Karahau who did this.” Sirocco took a deep breath, his gaze grave.

Dongjiang smiled without saying a word, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Suddenly, Sima's face changed.

She became twisted, grotesque, and utterly terrified.

"No, I didn't do it! I didn't know it would turn out like this!!!"

She screamed, like a dog trapped in a nightmare, repeating the agonizing dream.

"I didn't know it was poison gas. They told me it was tear gas. I didn't know, I really didn't know!"

Sima waved her arms in front of her, tears streaming down her face, as if trying to drive something away, hysterically trying to explain herself, but she couldn't fool others, much less herself.

We often say that the person who pulls the trigger deserves to die, not the gun itself—but what about the gun that has killed someone? A soldier's duty is to obey orders, but revenge is also justified for the person he killed.

However, what Tsurugi was about to do was perhaps too cruel for her, making her personally slaughter her own hometown.

Just then, Lala, who was floating beside the river, suddenly spoke up anxiously.

“You can’t do that. If you do, how will you be any different from the Zabi family and the Titans?”

Tsugumi blinked, looking over in surprise, but immediately understood what was going on.

Oh~~~~ So it's the loli mom from this universe who's online.