I, the warden of Delta, am a science popularizer and advocate for nuclear peace and friendliness.

Without a second thought, he kicked open the wooden door and rushed inside.

The wooden door was kicked open with tremendous force, and Su Ling rushed in anxiously. The scene before him left him stunned.

Saeed's body was almost completely embedded in the wall, hanging in mid-air with his head drooping, his fate unknown.

There were some documents scattered on the carpet nearby, as well as a bolted crossbow.

Demulan glanced dismissively at the doorway, saw that it was the little guy who had just run out who had returned, and didn't pay much attention.

"Cut off his fingers and make his handprint."

Leaving those words behind, Demoulins turned and walked towards the door.

Even the dumbest person would know what happened by now.

Demulan brushed past Su Ling, finding such a minor character utterly uninteresting.

Su Ling's eyes widened, and a feeling of powerlessness swept over him, starting from the soles of his feet and extending throughout his body.

He couldn't do anything, he didn't even have the right to be looked at properly.

But for some reason, the hand moved against its will and reached out to grab Demulan who was leaving, with such force that it almost reached the threshold of the elite level!

Swish!

The palm sliced ​​through the air, creating a wave of heat, but Su Ling could no longer feel the presence of her hand in the next second.

Demulan casually twirled his sword and put the North Star away.

"A guy who doesn't know his own limitations."

A cold female voice entered her ears. Su Ling glanced at the severed left hand on the ground, but instead of picking it up, she walked towards the manager's office.

"Hmph, he brought it on himself." Hudson cut off Said's thumb, went to the contract, and pressed it onto the contract, still wet with blood.

With this, all three handprints have been collected.

From this moment forward, Dam Zero is legally under the control of Hafk.

Just as he was about to leave, a figure suddenly bumped into him!

Without a second thought, Hudson swung his hand and sent the man flying.

Boom-!

Special-level power erupted instantly, and the immense force slammed Su Ling into the wall like a fly being swatted.

Hudson glanced at the newcomer, and upon seeing that it was Su Ling, he paid no further attention and, with the contract in hand, rode his balance bike straight away.

"Cough cough cough!" The coughing sound faded into the distance, and Su Ling, feeling dizzy, fell to the ground and struggled to get up.

"Um..."

He braced himself, shook his head, and swayed as he walked toward Sayyid.

There were only the two of them in the manager's office. When Asara's soldiers outside saw their leader unconscious, they cursed and immediately chased after him.

A gunshot rang out from outside the building, followed by a dense barrage of gunfire and artillery fire.

But none of this was enough to pull Su Ling out of her guilt and sorrow.

Ignoring the cacophony, he knelt before Said, whose jaw was severely deformed and whose mask lay to the side.

This was the first time he had seen Said's face clearly; it was an ordinary-looking face with a wildness unique to hunters.

A thin, shallow scar is etched on his cheekbone, which is the only memorable feature of his face.

Said was the first person he met who helped him after he came to the Great World.

When he first arrived at the Great World, GTI threw him into the first position of the administration building, and then he was surrounded by a group of Asara soldiers and tied up in the administration building.

He thought he was about to be executed, and then reborn back to his special operations unit.

But Sayyid stepped forward and stopped the execution.

The prompt pulled him out of the crowd, and he withstood ten punches from an excessively strong female soldier without passing out.

"Ali, stop hitting her."

"Your name is Su Ling, right? From now on, you'll be working for me."

"Just call me boss, like them."

Scenes from the past flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern, playing out a movie called "The Past".

He knelt before Saeed, tears streaming down his face.

"Boss, I took ten punches from Ali and didn't fall down, how... how... are you... first—"

His voice stopped abruptly, and sobs drowned out what he was about to say.

Su Ling reached out and picked up the mask that had fallen off, her eyes filled with tears.

As if possessed, he actually put the mask on his face.

"Boss, I will definitely avenge you..."

Su Ling choked out those words, then grabbed the crossbow beside her, pulled out the bolt from the wall, and immediately ran towards the door.

A figure wearing a Saeed mask ran out of the building, startling the other Asara soldiers.

But they didn't stop the person, because everyone knew who he was.

"Hafk! You've fallen into a trap!"

Hudson casually tossed aside the head in his hand and kicked away the corpse of an oblivious Asara shieldbearer.

"A bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, do they really think ants can kill an elephant? Cough cough cough—"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of coughing surged up, forcing him to bend over and cough.

Demulan couldn't bear to watch any longer. He raised his M700 and fired a shot at Su Ling, who was charging towards him!

boom!

A deafening gunshot echoed, and the bullet, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, hurtled towards Su Ling.

The bullet magnified rapidly in the latter's field of vision.

There was no way around it; the skill gap was too great. Demulan's shot locked onto Su Ling almost without any vision.

The standard-grade versus the special-grade is undoubtedly a devastating blow to him.

Even with Saeed's crossbow, he still didn't have a chance to fire a shot.

Just when Su Ling thought he was going to die, time around him suddenly slowed down, as if everything had been sped up to 0.01 times.

The bullet, which was originally extremely fast, was flying at a speed of three meters per second. Su Ling tilted his head and dodged it.

Within this space, it seemed that only he could move normally, while the rest of Asara's soldiers, as well as Hudson and Demulan, were all immobilized by this sudden turn of events.

"This is... slowing down time, my new ability?"

Just as this thought came to him, the sky... suddenly brightened!

The thick clouds silently parted to both sides, forming an inverted spiral shape that ascended into the sky.

A pale-faced figure slowly fell, upright and composed, like a miracle from heaven.

However, upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that what appears to be a pale face is actually a white human face mask!

Who was behind this?

Su Ling subconsciously thought so, because apart from this mysterious figure who had suddenly appeared, there seemed to be no one else around.

The rain fell from a height of 100 meters to a position about 10 meters above the ground and then stopped.

He stood suspended in mid-air, completely ignoring Earth's gravity.

"Who...who are you?"

grunt.

Su Ling asked a question tentatively, and the other party actually responded to him.

"I am... they all call me... the Angel of Slaughter."

"Of course, you're no exception."