Auras of Destruction began to emerge around the Herta #3156 puppet. Her hair gradually turned silver-white. Her puppet eyes, in an instant, transformed into blood-red pupils, each like a crimson moon.
Herta #3156 was now fully immersed in the Path of Destruction, radiating an aura of extreme eeriness, dazzling transformation, and utter despair. Formatted. Erased. Abandoned. Everything taken by Herta Ninety-Nine. Alone on the silent, deserted platform of Herta Space Station, gazing at the distant blue planet.
Asta was wrong. Herta was wrong. Lingsha was wrong. Ruan Mei was wrong. Herta Ninety-Nine was wrong. This entire unjust world was wrong!
Herta #3156 soared into the sky. The power of Destruction grew at a terrifying, visible rate.
Lingsha hadn't expected her to receive an Aeon's glance. She cautiously stepped forward. "Herta #3156, are you alright?"
Bam.
Her only answer was a dazzling annihilation beam. She barely dodged and glanced back to see a bottomless crater where she had been standing.
The alchemists had already scattered in terror, cursing Lingsha under their breath. She was even worse than Danshu. Danshu had dragged them into the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus; Lingsha, on the other hand, picked a fight with Herta every few days. Now she had stirred up this absurd mess. Though they were cannon fodder, they were old foxes who had survived the last Abundance war. Their escape speed was remarkable.
Within seconds, all the alchemists had dispersed like birds and beasts, leaving not a single spectator.
Herta frowned. Herta #3156 had once been her personal attendant, and now she had turned into this eerie form. She summoned her magic key, ready to forcibly reclaim Herta #3156 and send her back to Herta City for reformatting.
Ruan Mei stopped her.
Herta turned in confusion. "You want to study her?"
Ruan Mei waved her hand, enveloping the entire pocket-realm estate in a cold plum blossom barrier. "I'm just curious how high #3156's peak Destruction power can reach."
Herta sighed and put away her key. "Fine. She'll never reach the level of a Lord Ravager anyway." She yawned unhurriedly. "I'll give her half an hour. After that, whether her power is still growing or not, I'm taking her back."
Ruan Mei nodded.
Herta #3156's attention instantly focused on Herta Ninety-Nine.
Herta Ninety-Nine broke out in a cold sweat. Her current strength was no match for Herta #3156. She looked at Herta with pleading eyes. "Madam Herta, I... I'm no match for her. Please save me."
Herta yawned, unconcerned.
Herta Ninety-Nine felt a chill run down her spine. Hit faces, burn bridges after crossing them. Even without great merit, I've worked hard! But Herta showed no response. Herta #3156 had clearly made her a target. If she can't take down the real Herta, she'll take me.
"Madam Ruan Mei! I have secrets about Herta Ninety-Nine to report!"