With just one strike, Yun You severed Yang Lie's most prized mechanical prosthetic, snatching away the prosthetic blade that had claimed the lives of her parents.

Her movements were silent, as if she vanished into thin air and then reappeared from nowhere.

Yang Lie only felt a chill on his shoulder, and then he completely lost sensation in his arm.

The only thing he could feel was an excruciating pain!

"This prosthetic... is truly vile."

Yun You took Yang Lie's right arm, glanced at it briefly, and shook her head silently.

"It has taken countless innocent lives, including those of my family."

Muttering a casual lament, she tossed the biological prosthetic into the air, and with a few swift strikes, reduced it to a heap of metal scraps.

"But, in the end, it's not the weapon that's guilty, but the one who wields it."

"So I'll give it a swift end, unlike you."

"..."

Hearing Yun You's words, Yang Lie's pupils contracted, leaving him somewhat bewildered.

He couldn't remember... when he had ever harmed the family of a fellow Apprentice Death God.

He clearly hadn't done such a thing! Even his killings before becoming a Civil Protection Officer were only targeted at civilians.

Yang Lie considered himself a smart man, wise enough not to offend those with mysterious identities.

The reason he had wanted to trap Yun You was because Taishan needed to consume the Death God's Heart, forcing him to kill.

But even then, he had made all preparations to clear his name beforehand.

He was that cautious, so how could he have provoked Yun You?

Yang Lie first thought of Jack Carlos.

The mercenary who died at his hands might count as Yun You's family.

But the problem was, Jack didn't die by that prosthetic hand!

During the skirmish underground, Yang Lie had never used a prosthetic weapon; he had relied entirely on his Sequence Ability.

"That girl clearly saw it with her own eyes, so why... is she saying this?"

Yang Lie couldn't understand it and shouted loudly, explaining, "Sir! Perhaps there's some misunderstanding between us...!"

"I only acted because I wanted immortality; it was merely out of an ideal... I never harmed your loved ones!"

"... Heh heh."

Yun You was silent for a moment, then shook her head with a cold laugh.

"Don't remember? Well, that makes sense. After all, Lord Black Tiger committed so many sins, forgetting one or two is quite normal."

"It's okay, if you don't remember, I'll help you recall."

"Let me think carefully about how you treated those poor souls back then."

As she finished speaking, Yun You disappeared once more, her presence becoming almost imperceptible.

[Divine Concealment]was activated again.

"Is that her ability?"

Yang Lie paid no mind to the "sins" mentioned by Yun You and had no spare thoughts to ponder them.

His earlier questioning was merely due to momentary confusion and an attempt to buy time.

Realizing Yun You wouldn't spare him, he no longer hoped for any mercy or indulgence.

Gathering information and winning the life-and-death struggle was the real determination an Apprentice Death God should possess.

"The principle might be to erase her own presence, greatly reducing her perceptibility, and lowering sounds and movements to their extreme limits."

He continued to observe his surroundings, quickly analyzing the effects of "Divine Concealment."

"Is it a Sequence Ability? No, it shouldn't be. The Mad Dog Sequence doesn't have such an ability, at least not at the lower levels, and she's just an intern, unlikely to have developed any ability."

"Is it a Talent? No, that's not right either, the blue ripples caused by Sur particles didn't appear."

"It's not technology either; currently, no civilian or police-level prosthetic can achieve this degree."

"It should still be a Sequence Ability... so it seems she's concealing her true Sequence."

"Damn... damn... damn it!"

"Why am I so unlucky to have provoked such a person?"

Despite his complaints, Yang Lie still observed his surroundings with all his might.

"The characteristic ability of Sequences isn't flawless; perhaps with enough practice, it can grow stronger, but a mere intern is bound to reveal flaws."

Yang Lie thought to himself, and indeed, it was as he imagined.

Divine Concealment could erase most traces of movement, but one thing it couldn't hide.

That was the heat exhaled by Yun You during intense activity.

Although it's already October and the weather has cooled, it's not yet enough to make heat visible to the naked eye.

It's extremely subtle, even invisible... but it couldn't escape Yang Lie's perception.

"I've got you!"

In a flash, Yang Lie extended his hand, grabbing at thin air—

"Clap!"

He indeed caught Yun You's left arm! Following the pull, he dragged the little girl out of the shadows!

"That knife is too big to be wielded at close range!"

"As long as I keep the distance within half a meter, her curved blade can't reach me and will become a hindrance!"

Yang Lie thought triumphantly, a smile curling at his lips.

But the next moment, that smile froze on his face...

Yun You's right hand slowly emerged from the shadows, but what covered her hand was not the previous giant-shelled blade, but an equally massive scarlet flame claw!

The claw gripped Yang Lie's left hand, mercilessly squeezing—

"Crack~!"

Yang Lie's remaining left hand was crushed, blood and gore flying!

Now, he had completely lost both arms.

Yet it wasn't over...

Yun You discarded the chunks of flesh and bones, followed with a downward slash, her sharp claws severing Yang Lie's left calf!

"Ah...!"

Yang Lie cried out in agony, no longer able to support himself, and fell to his knees.

The once handsome face had been ruined by cold sweat, now only twisted and pained...

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

Yun You cast aside the bloody piece of calf, calmly deactivating "Divine Concealment," as she walked around Yang Lie, speaking in a serene tone: "Isn't this your favorite thing to do?"

"When dealing with civilians much weaker than yourself, slowly cutting off their limbs with a blade while saying things like 'they're too fat, so I'm just helping them lose weight.'

"Listening to the wails and pleas of the dying, giving them a glimmer of hope, letting them try to escape, only to cut open their stomachs with the prosthetic blade as they are about to get away."

"Tearing babies from pregnant women's bellies and joking about how ugly the crushed child looks with your companions; making husbands and siblings kill each other, only to strangle the 'victor' after they've gone insane, isn't this your doing?"

"Still don't remember?"

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