She is not an investigator.

"Don't worry, she's already able to control that mark. Right now, like Emily, she's a special operations operator."

Pasa quickly explained from the side, while Krisuna looked at Igris with amusement.

"I still remember how you charged at me carrying a bomb; it really hurt..."

"…Feel sorry?"

"A single flower isn't enough to make up for the loss."

Her tentacles reached out towards Igris again, but just before they touched her, they were bound by many white threads.

Emilyda stood next to Igris, arms crossed, looking annoyed.

"Has no one ever told you that it's rude to touch other people inappropriately?"

"But it's very impolite to tie someone up randomly, little one."

The moment Krisuna finished speaking, her tentacles snapped the binding threads and began to spread outwards.

"If you two could put the energy you use for fighting into learning professional knowledge, you wouldn't have to be led by a regular officer just because you failed the written test."

Pasa tapped the table, causing both of them to stop what they were doing simultaneously.

"It's like nobody wants to go on duty with him..."

Krisuna turned her head away with some displeasure, and Emilyda didn't seem too happy either, but because she was with Igris, this feeling seemed to lessen.

It's clear that Passa is unpopular everywhere.

Igris didn't know whether to call him amazing or pitiful.

"Speaking of which... how has Ling been lately?"

Igris looked at Passa, who gently shook her head.

"Ling resigned. It's said that Olivia took her to do something else. I don't know the specifics, but it probably wasn't anything legitimate, otherwise they wouldn't need Ling to be a thug."

"Olivia..."

Igris still has a lot of affection for her former boss. Although she doesn't know where she is now, it would be good to get together if there is a chance in the future.

I hope everything goes well for them.

The Fools of the Gods - Beyond the World: Chapter Seventy, Exposed

Time always seems to fly by.

Today marks the third day since Simia returned from the sewers and shared her plans with everyone.

Clearly, she received no response, and their food was almost gone.

"This can't go on... We have to take a gamble."

"Take a gamble, good idea... But it's obviously impossible for us to break through their encirclement directly. Even if we manage to lure the queen ant over during the battle, we might not be able to withstand their firepower and have any impact on her."

Constantine immediately poured cold water on Simia's idea.

"But we can't just sit here and wait to die!"

“I think what Simia said makes sense.”

Anfer examined the weapon in his hand and said in a low voice.

"Our only chance now is to fight our way out. No matter what it takes, as long as we can break out of their encirclement, we will find a way to leave here. Otherwise, we have no chance of survival."

"Millie...can you eat your vines...?"

"--Can't."

As the person who expended the most physical strength during this period, Vicatina naturally became the hungriest one. However, she only slightly upgraded everyone's weapons and did not actually create any super weapons that could blast them all into the sky with a single shot.

For example, they slightly reduced the weight of Simia's incredibly heavy weapon.

Gravity spells, aren't they amazing?

"Igris... we couldn't find her either."

The Mirror Demon seemed somewhat depressed, probably because it had spent three days searching the entire city but still couldn't find Igris's body.

And when Igris was mentioned, everyone's mood inevitably sombered.

"Never mind, I'm charging! Rather than starve to death here, I'd rather charge out and have a good slaughter!"

"Although I want to advise you to give up... you're right."

Constantine also stood up from the ground and stretched his body.

"If you don't do it, you won't have a chance to survive."

"Is the final battle finally about to begin?"

Anfer also stood up, gently tapped the dog tag on his chest, and said with a light laugh.

"I have been waiting for this moment for a long time."

"Okay, I'll go too!"

Vicatina jumped up as well, but quickly sat down again, probably to conserve her energy.

"Then let's proceed as planned, we'll prepare this evening..."

Simia's words were suddenly interrupted by Felina's action; she tugged at Simia's sleeve, signaling her to turn around.

As everyone turned around curiously, a blood-red figure stood quietly in the stairwell.

I watched them quietly.

"..."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

It's evening now.

The dark, oppressive edge of the city wasn't just covered by clouds, but also by the soldiers guarding the area.

The weather is bad today; it's very dark, and it's not suitable for fighting.

However, the weather today is actually quite nice, making it even more suitable for doing some sneaky things.

"It should be finished by tomorrow...".

That's what the man was thinking, and he couldn't contain his excitement and anticipation.

In front of him was a sand table, and what was quite horrifying was that a head was buried in the sand, half of it submerged.

Numerous lines of text crawled back and forth across the surface, and red blood dots almost covered the entire sandbox.

That was his head, and also the method by which he could completely control those soldiers.

Tomorrow, when his blood has soaked through all the sand, he will become one with the anthill, and he will become the queen ant completely, no longer needing to live in this false shell.

When that time comes, he will become one with this army and become the true... sole leader.

When that time comes...

boom--!

Gunshots rang out, the first of the week.

The clear sound echoed through the quiet night, bringing a smile to his face.

He knew that those people had finally lost their patience and were starting to try to break out.

They can't do it, but they won't die because of it; soon, they will become part of this army.

"I have to go and see."

He appeared to be talking to himself, but in reality, he was controlling his body, walking towards the edge of the city.

He was surrounded by thick darkness and could barely see anything else, but he could clearly see the flames shooting from the soldiers' guns.

"Yes, that's it... Keep attacking, keep going..."

He got too close, too close.

So he saw that splash of red, saw her moving through the crowd, tearing apart those undead servants time and time again, unleashing slaughter time and time again.

He had never seen that guy.

Is that a new test subject?

"Now!"

"?!"

A voice suddenly called out in front of him.

The red figure suddenly stopped and rushed towards him without hesitation.

boom--!

But before that, countless bullets flew over again, hitting her red body.

The bullet didn't completely penetrate her skin, but it remained inside her body, accompanied by increasing amounts of blood.

Physically exhausted.

"...Don't kill her, arrest her."

"Everyone, stop."

The exact same sound rang out in this dark world.

That was his voice, and also their command.

"Who's there!"

No one will respond to him.

Beyond bullets, and a deeper darkness.

"—"

Countless shadows suddenly materialized in this dark world, flying directly towards his body and taking control of it. Everything happened too fast; he had no time to react.

"You idiots! Don't just stand there! Come save me!"

"Stay put, await further instructions."