Volume 4, Chapter 47 – Transformation!!!

“I’m going to need you to come with me.”

Holy Judgment placed one hand on Aila’s shoulder and tugged slightly, intending to grab her and flee along the predetermined escape route.

As long as they controlled Aila, Anran would have no choice but to obediently fall into their trap.

As for facing Anran head-on, they still didn’t have that kind of confidence.

“Hm?”

Holy Judgment froze for a moment.

That pull just now had actually failed to move Aila at all.

The little girl’s body had not even swayed.

Could it be that turning into a woman had made him weaker?

What kind of joke was that? No matter how much weaker he got, how could he fail to pull along a little girl barely over ten years old?

The situation was urgent, and he was afraid the robot might react, so Holy Judgment decisively changed tactics.

He wrapped an arm around Aila’s waist, planning to hoist her up directly.

Wind swept over the sand.

Waves rolled in.

The sea breeze brushed across their faces.

Aila did not move in the slightest.

Holy Judgment, still bent over, stiffened.

He carefully checked the Strength shown on his status panel. His 34 points of Strength had not changed.

“Auntie, what are you trying to do?”

Aila pressed down on Holy Judgment’s hand and looked up at him with wide eyes, asking in confusion.

Hand.

Only then did Holy Judgment realize that his hand had been pinned.

And the reason he could not exert any force was that an even greater force was holding him down, leaving him no room to move.

How was that possible?

Holy Judgment slowly raised his head with difficulty. His pretty face now looked on the verge of tears.

Scout—

Aside from the name he already knew, every other piece of information showed only ???.

It wasn’t that he was too weak. The enemy’s level was simply so high that his trash-tier Scout couldn’t reveal anything at all.

Why hadn’t he used Scout first before deciding whether to make a move?

He had subconsciously assumed that Aila, who had never shown any strength and had always just followed Anran around as a bystander, was really just there for show.

He had made a huge mistake, one no seasoned player should have made.

Partly because this game was too realistic, and partly because he himself had not been cautious enough.

This operation had failed, but it wasn’t a total loss. At the very least, he had dug up one of Anran’s secrets.

Holy Judgment’s thoughts raced as he rapidly weighed the pros and cons.

Since the plan to kidnap Aila had fallen apart, he might as well try making a last desperate counterattack.

As a player, what was there for him to fear?

“Holy Judgment, what are you spacing out for? Hurry up and take Aila away!”

gururu lunged over, grabbed Butler No. 1 by the arm, and shouted.

“(艹皿艹), this robot is freakishly strong.”

Veins bulged across gururu’s body. He had barely managed to restrain Butler No. 1’s resistance when another player fired a shot point-blank at Butler No. 1’s head. The bullet ricocheted away and did no damage at all.

“This piece-of-junk pistol really is useless,” he complained, then copied gururu and moved to grab Butler No. 1’s other arm.

Hell, I’d love to carry Aila away if I could.

Sweat beaded on Holy Judgment’s forehead.

At this distance, he still had a knife hidden on him. If he suddenly went for a weak point, it wasn’t impossible that he could still succeed.

“Under attack. Automatically entering counterattack mode.”

At that moment, Ji Xie’s voice suddenly came from inside Butler No. 1’s body.

Then gururu saw Butler No. 1 “burst out of its clothes.”

Bang!

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Butler No. 1 had just taken a shot to the chest when the impacted section sprang open, and two gun barrels extended from inside.

Bang bang bang!

Three bullets buried themselves accurately in the body of the player sniping from afar.

“Urgh—”

“You have killed player [Radiance of Divine Wings·Moonlight Guest] and gained 1800 Free EXP.”

Butler No. 1 had already started?

Anran was not running very fast. Running across the sand in flip-flops was exhausting.

By the time she heard that notification, she had just come out from behind the rocks and saw a player’s corpse disappear.

That had to be Moonlight Guest…

“You have killed player [Space Dive·Pending Confirmation] and gained 1750 Free EXP.”

Or maybe that was Pending Confirmation.

Near a beach umbrella by the shore, Anran saw Butler No. 1 being tightly held down by two people.

And near Aila, a busty blonde woman suddenly pulled a knife from behind her backside and stabbed toward Aila’s neck.

The move came with extreme suddenness. One second she had still been smiling awkwardly and offering explanations, and the next second she attacked without warning.

There was no mercy in it whatsoever. She clearly meant to kill with one strike.

gururu’s face changed drastically. “Holy Judgment, what the hell are you doing? If you kill her, how are we supposed to complete the mission?!”

But everything was already too late. Once the knife was out, there was no turning back.

Anran instantly panicked. Since they had already made a move, Aila definitely wouldn’t hold back either.

It would still take her some time to run over from here. If Holy Judgment got beaten to death by Aila, then the title she was just about to level up would have to wait again.

So Anran immediately shouted, “Stop…!”

Holy Judgment shifted his gaze slightly and happened to see swimsuit-clad Anran with a look of urgency on her face. A smile curled at the corner of his lips.

Go die!

“Aila, stop! Don’t beat her to death!” Anran cried out anxiously.

“Huh?”

Holy Judgment was stunned for less than half a second. Then he discovered that his arm felt as though it were about to snap, and even his dulled pain perception was being stimulated by the physical feedback.

“Auntie, why are you attacking me?”

Aila’s tiny hand could not even fully wrap around Holy Judgment’s wrist, and yet it was like the sturdiest iron clamp, leaving him completely unable to move.

The knife he had thrust out stopped in front of Aila’s chest. The moment Aila exerted force, it slipped from his hand and clattered to the ground.

“…”

Holy Judgment said nothing. The kidnapping had failed, the assassination had failed, and he was a complete and utter failure.

With skills like this, he had actually gone around thinking he was a very impressive player. How pathetic.

“Holy shit…”

Holy Judgment was wallowing in self-reproach, but gururu’s shout quickly snapped him out of it.

“What the hell, is this some kind of ghost? She’s way too strong!”

“Why the fuck are you still worried about that? I can’t hold on much longer!” the player beside him roared.

“Hold what… urgh—”

gururu’s words came to an abrupt stop. He stared in dumbfounded shock at a knife that had pierced straight through his chest.

“You have received a weak point attack. HP -298!”

Pfft—

gururu’s body pitched slightly forward as something hard was yanked back out.

Pfft—

It stabbed in again.

Pfft—

And was pulled out again.

gururu’s vision went black, and he collapsed.

“gururu, gu… fxxk, i-it’s you, Anran!”

The teammate calling out to him immediately caught sight of Anran, who had been hidden behind gururu.

It wasn’t really because he was slow to react. Butler No. 1 had him pinned down so thoroughly that he couldn’t turn around at all, and gururu’s build was large, while Anran, standing in front of the bear-like gururu, looked far too petite.

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Pfft—

Anran didn’t waste any words. The mechanical switchblade instantly punctured the player’s belly.

He tried his best to dodge, only to realize that Butler No. 1 had him locked in place.

Damn it.

“Ah!”

Pfft—

The mechanical switchblade stabbed in and out three times, and the heavily wounded player went off to accompany gururu.

In an instant, of the seven-man assassin team that had come to kidnap Aila, four were dead, two had run off, and one had been captured by Aila.

Title: Most Vile Person Lv3

(The feast of slaughter is just about to begin. What you’ve eaten so far is merely a small appetizer before the main course. Pick up the butcher’s knife and cast aside your restraint, shorty.)

Progress: 0/100

Effect: HP +300, Stamina +150, Strength +5, Agility +5, Endurance +5, Intelligence +5, Spirit +5, Charm +3

“…”

Anran’s expression did not look very good. Holy Judgment’s expression, as his gaze moved back and forth between Anran and Aila, looked even worse.

This NPC was simply too decisive.

She killed without blinking, and no one knew how many hidden trump cards she still had.

They were both Mechanics, so why was Anran this strong?

And why were the two Mechanics cultivated by his guild such trash?

Holy Judgment fell into deep confusion.

He was probably about to be stabbed to death like gururu, wasn’t he?

Even though the nearby police had shifted their attention this way, Holy Judgment didn’t think he would be let off.

“Anran, Anran, this auntie suddenly tried to attack me,” Aila said angrily to Anran as she picked up the knife from the ground.

“Don’t worry, Aila. I’ll deal with her properly,” Anran said.

[Santiago·Holy Judgment].

And the one just killed had also been [Santiago·gururu].

Anran had heard of the Santiago guild before.

That was thanks to the flame war stirred up on the forums by “An Open Letter to the Players of No. 1886,” written by the president of the Xilou guild, Doomsday Sovereign.

As a professional bystander munching melon, Anran knew quite a bit about the history, grudges, and entanglements between [Xilou] and [Santiago].

The [Xilou] guild had only just begun to emerge on the government army’s side, while [Santiago] was also doing fairly well on Morningstar’s side, making them one of the representative groups among the Outlanders.

“Let’s leave this place first.”

Anran saw police officers already running over.

“Mhm.” Aila nodded, dragged along the wretchedly unlucky Holy Judgment, and followed behind Anran and Butler No. 1.

Given their speed, once they started running, the public-security police, who weren’t all that useful to begin with, could only eat dust behind them.

After circling around the beach a few times, they successfully shook off the police.

Terrifying.

Orange Juice Candy, who had been watching the whole thing from behind the reef rocks, was trembling in fear.

How could these two NPCs, who looked so soft and delicate, be this strong? They had casually stabbed elite players from a major guild to death in two moves, then turned around and kidnapped one of them.

Good thing she hadn’t tried anything funny when she sold them stuff earlier.

…

Ahead was the blue sea, waves slapping against the cliff wall below their feet with a crashing sound.

“What exactly do you want to do?”

Holy Judgment asked.

Those two NPCs had not killed him on the spot. Instead, they had brought him here, so they definitely had some ulterior motive.

“Wait a moment.”

Anran waved a hand while her other hand rapidly tapped at the phone screen.

Time was tight. Anran was notifying Zhou Jieyu and Lü Changming, and telling them to bring Li Zhuying along as well.

She laid out everything regarding the Aldington family and urged them to control those key figures as quickly as possible, before the people from Morningstar got to them first.

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Better safe than sorry.

This was very likely a crucial breakthrough point.

Once she was done—

“You’re an Outlander affiliated with Morningstar, aren’t you?” Anran asked Holy Judgment.

“…”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Aila had already let go of Holy Judgment’s hand. Deep red marks, like watch straps, were left on her fair wrist. With her arms folded across her chest and her face turned aside, she somehow looked oddly petulant.

Anran said, “Drop the act. I know you are.”

“Hmph!” Holy Judgment snorted. “So what if I am?”

Oh?

This blonde, big-boobed girl was actually pretty interesting. To be honest, the number of powerful female players really was smaller than the number of male players.

“To be honest, I think you people are pretty stupid.”

Anran began arranging her words.

Holy Judgment still refused to look at her.

“I’ve heard that most Outlanders choose to join one faction or another. It seems that if that faction wins, the Outlanders in it can get a lot of benefits.”

“If that’s the case, then I really can’t understand why you would choose to join Morningstar.”

“What’s it to you?” Holy Judgment curled his lips.

Umm…

Actually, Holy Judgment was pretty confused too. It was probably because Doomsday Sovereign had joined the government army side first, so the guild leader who didn’t get along with him chose Morningstar instead.

As things stood, Morningstar’s faction was at a clear disadvantage, and there was a very high chance that the benefits they got in the end would be worse than what the government army side received.

Another reason was that Holy Judgment simply didn’t like Morningstar’s style.

Sneaky. Dark.

It always felt a little petty.

Their hard power was insufficient. Other than scoring successes in Twinmoon City and Wutong City, they had remained at a disadvantage on every other battlefield.

At present, the Canyon Continent branch had suffered a heavy blow, to the point that the Yaxi City battlefield no longer had any support.

The newly appointed Zhu Sheng was practically on the verge of getting his head blown off.

Earlier, he had wanted to head to the front personally, but fortunately everyone talked him out of it.

If you didn’t have Heloise’s strength, then don’t try to put on that act. It would be one thing if you just fed the enemy yourself, but if you ended up throwing away the entire Yaxi City battle, then everyone would be finished together.

Poor Zhu Sheng never got the chance to perform in front of the government army. All he had left was the chance to perform the thirty-six styles of fury.

Look at these people.

Holy Judgment sighed inwardly.

“This garbage organization called Morningstar reeks of idiocy from top to bottom, leader included. And with a state like that, it still wants to accomplish something? It’s just dreaming!”

“Outlanders who only care about profit are joining an organization this shitty. Are their brains broken or what?”

“So you’re trying to get me to defect to the government army?” Holy Judgment thought he had seen through Anran’s intentions.

“No.”

Anran shook her head.

“…”

“Don’t think so much,” Anran said.

“…”

Was I the one overthinking it? You were the one speaking in a way that led people to think that.

“I just want to give you a little demonstration,” Anran said. She smiled, showing her white teeth. That youthful smile called to mind the green, tender years of the past.

Even though she had an Asian face, Holy Judgment, who was from America, still stared blankly for a moment.

“Splitting a rock with my bare hand.”

It was time to show off her strength.

Anran walked to the edge of the cliff, casually picked a rock, and split it with her bare hand.

Crack—

The large rock shattered.

“…”

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The sea breeze blew against his chest, and Holy Judgment shuddered in fright. Then—

He suddenly transformed.

A real transformation kind of transformation.

From a blonde, busty woman, he changed back into the weathered young man he had originally been.

“…”

Anran, who had just been very satisfied with her own handiwork, suddenly froze.

She had only wanted to intimidate these players a little so that, at such a crucial time, they would stop causing trouble, but, but, but…

“Anran, Anran, why did this auntie suddenly turn into an uncle?!!!”

Aila, who had never seen anything like this before, immediately screamed in shock.

“Uh…”

Holy Judgment’s body stiffened.

He had suddenly forgotten that the Disguise Costume Card only lasted for half an hour.

And of all times, it just had to expire right when Anran split a rock with her bare hand.

Tra… trans… transformation?

So this was actually a cross-dressing guy?

Anran stared in complete shock.

Whether Holy Judgment had been frightened or not, Anran definitely had.

This pervert had deliberately turned into a woman to get close to Aila just now. Could it be that he had designs on her?

The moment that thought crossed her mind, Anran instantly flew into a rage.

Aila is mine!

“What are you trying to do?”

Holy Judgment looked at Anran in horror as she advanced toward him step by step, seeming as though flames were burning all over her body.

Feel the wrath!!!

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“Ah!”

“!!!”

“D-don’t come any closer!”

Pfft—

“Ah-pfft—”

“Ah-pfft-pfft—”

…

Have you ever experienced despair?

Yes!

Have you felt the gap in strength?

Yes!

Holy Judgment stood up at the resurrection point.

He was deeply shaken. He had truly overestimated himself.

In the end, the message Anran had wanted to convey had still gotten across.

“I think that, with our current strength, trying to assassinate Anran is just too difficult.”

“Why?” asked Tailu, the president of the Santiago guild.

“Guild Leader, just watch the video and you’ll understand.”

Holy Judgment sent the video he had recorded to Tailu.

“…”

After a while, Tailu fell silent.

“The mission to assassinate Anran has failed. Let’s switch to another task.”

“What happened?” the vice president asked, completely puzzled.

“What the hell!”