In this uproar, multiple parties had their own demands.
Those in the sunshade area remained detached, while Kakin aimed to stop the suddenly emerging terrorists.
The perpetrators from the Heil-Ly Family harbored the desire to massacre everyone present, while the unidentified Nen Exorcist, Elaine, took advantage of the chaos, acting alongside the perpetrators against surrounding ordinary people.
Finally, Law targeted the perpetrators. If all perpetrators on-site were eliminated, perhaps the countdown could end.
The chaotic scene was full of noise… in such a situation, no one could quickly pacify the chaos.
Machi's group of four didn't plan to get involved, simply going with the flow of the crowd.
The perpetrators prioritized the tightly packed ordinary people, so they hadn't targeted Machi and the others yet.
To the perpetrators, those densely packed crowds were like game monsters herded to one place. What they needed to do was 'throw an area-of-effect fireball' at the crowd, then wait for experience to flood the screen.
Game characters versus game monsters.
Leveling up versus killing monsters.
In the perpetrators' eyes, they had indeed lost the rationality humans should possess.
The feeling of taking dozens of lives in an instant didn't even stir ripples in their hearts.
"Comfortable, so comfortable, I… I love this feeling so much!"
At a location where severed limbs covered the ground, a woman with double ponytails and no eyebrows stood.
Her clothes were stained with blood and even minced flesh… half her face was also covered with glaring blood.
Drooping eyelids couldn't hide the ferocity and intoxication in her eyes.
Just now, she harvested a large wave of experience, just reaching level 60.
Every time a level crossed a threshold, the pleasure was like countless gentle, slender hands softly stroking every nerve in her body.
The double-ponytailed woman slightly tilted her head back, eyeballs rolling under her eyelids constantly trembling, leaving only the whites visible, while emitting seductive moans.
"Even doing it ten times in one night wouldn't produce this pleasure!"
The woman slowly lowered her head, looking at the thoroughly soaked crotch, couldn't help but lick her lips with her tongue.
"I want more!"
The woman charged towards the fleeing crowd. At that moment, her eyes only saw the masses ahead.
Then, a black shadow flashed before her.
"Huh?"
The woman's pupils sharply contracted. With insufficient combat experience, in that instant, she had no way to respond, as if her thoughts fell into a certain blankness.
The incoming black shadow was a jet-black longsword. Even the woman's sprinting speed was considered, creating an unavoidable situation.
If the woman had rich combat experience, perhaps she could have dodged this sneak-attack slash.
Unfortunately, the woman not only lacked rich combat experience, her eyes even saw only fleeing people… how could she have psychological preparation for someone's sneak attack?
The black blade thus slashed across the woman's neck, and that blood-stained head soared into the sky.
"Huh? Huh? Huh!!!"
An extremely bizarre expression appeared on the woman's face, seemingly unwilling to believe her head was severed, perspective rapidly flipping in mid-air.
The one who slashed the woman's head was Law. The sword he used wasn't Shin… it was a cool black sword Kuro transformed into.
The blade cross-section was somewhat broad, hinting at a semi-greatsword.
The blade was pitch-black like ink, resembling obsidian.
The sword's handguard resembled a blooming black poppy flower, enveloping Law's right hand.
According to Law's request, he wanted Kuro to transform into an ordinary black sword. But Kuro disagreed, transforming according to its own will into a visually striking black sword.
After assuming this form, it even used very flattering words to heavily praise Law's bravery and strength.
And earlier, when the longsword slashed the woman's neck, it didn't spare the diligently stored Nen at all, instantly squeezing out a large amount, assisting Law in beheading the double-ponytailed woman with one slash.
Flattery without reason; providing great strength when needed.
Such proactive actions stemmed from Kuro's sense of crisis.
He thought, even if another white creature was born in the book and kicked him back inside, as long as Law remembered his good deeds, surely he'd kick that newly born white creature back in.
"Hmm, pretty sharp."
With one slash decisively killing the seemingly high-level woman, Law couldn't help but look surprised, glancing at the black sword in hand, offering a casual compliment.
Although that woman's Ryu was almost zero, the total Manifested Aura covering her body couldn't be underestimated.
With the Nen Law could currently mobilize, plus allocating part to his legs for the sneak attack, it wasn't easy to breach that level of defense.
However, if Kuro released Nen to assist the attack, the situation differed.
Hearing Law's praise, a mouth formed near the handguard on the hilt, pointedly emphasizing, "Of course! I've always been this useful!"
"Shut up, don't randomly manifest organs or speak."
Law's casual remark made Kuro obediently close his mouth, perfectly demonstrating what it meant to be a sword.
Though quite harsh towards Kuro, Law was sufficiently satisfied inwardly.
Currently, he couldn't mobilize much Nen, and in combat, defense was sufficient, but offense lacking.
But with Kuro's Nen, current shortcomings could be compensated.
Because the Nen Kuro stored was independent from his own.
It could act as a bodyguard or transform into a Nen-imbued weapon.
When using the weapon, he didn't need to allocate Nen to it.
Law flicked his wrist, shaking off blood droplets on the blade, then walked towards the headless corpse, crouched, and absorbed the remaining Nen with his hand.
Soon, the countdown in the White Smoke Font reduced again.
'Fifty-five days.'
Seeing the result, Law's face showed slight joy.
'I need to be quicker, avoid having kills stolen.'
Law quickly stood, eagerly heading towards the next target.
Nearby, the crowd that escaped danger thanks to Law stared blankly at Law's departure.
That cool, awesomely striking black sword deeply imprinted in their eyes, along with that face ugly to new heights, also deeply engraved in their hearts.
That monster who could casually smash people's bodies into pieces earlier was beheaded by this ugly man with a black sword.
Law acted, killing two perpetrators, and the book pages increased due to karma surged wildly.
However, Law had no mood to focus on this. Within two minutes, he found the next target, then eliminated it within five minutes.
'Thirty-eight days!'
'Fifty-one days!'
'Forty-six days!'
After killing the double-ponytailed woman, Law successively eliminated three other perpetrators, gaining considerable countdown days each.
This was a race against time.
The perpetrators needed to kill as many ordinary people on-site as possible before Kakin's armed forces intervened. Law also needed to kill as many perpetrators as possible before Kakin's armed forces intervened.
A battle racing against time for gains!