Akira's attire was simple; his body wasn't covered in armor. Even his muscles didn't look like they had undergone professional training. He carried a large flag on his back, which looked like it belonged to some Resistance Army. But the God of War Army—Esdeath had never heard of it. Was it just recently formed? Or had everyone who knew about their intelligence already died?
Thinking of this, Esdeath became serious and tentatively asked, "Resistance Army? And the kind with Imperial Arms?"
As she spoke, ice had quietly spread from the ground. If his movement speed was fast, then she would restrict him.
"No, no, no—I am independent of the Resistance Army, formed just a few minutes ago, and I don't have harmful things like Imperial Arms. General Esdeath—you should be a General now. Now, if you choose to surrender and become my woman, accepting liberation, I can guarantee that you will still be a General, and you can continue to lead your legion. Otherwise, they will all go to hell."
Although the frozen ground had not been able to intrude within half a meter of Akira, Esdeath was certain that the boastful man was already trapped. She gave a cold smile, took a few steps to the side, attracting attention. "Only the strong are fit to survive in this world. If they die, it's because they are too weak. I will shoulder their mission, become stronger, and slay you."
Akira also smiled. "Not bad—commendable spirit. You have missed the opportunity to negotiate with me face to face."
"Is that so? That's what I wanted to say too."
In an instant, the surrounding air immediately condensed into ice crystals—numerous, like a swarm of bees, they buzzed.
Boom!
Ice crystals filled the sky, shooting toward Akira's location. In an instant, the ice crystals exploded into powder upon impact, raising a sky full of ice dust.
Did it succeed?
Esdeath didn't see any figure breaking out. But when the dust cleared, and a giant ice crystal appeared before Esdeath, she immediately retreated cautiously. There was nothing in the condensed giant ice block. That guy had escaped without her noticing and had hidden himself.
The surrounding soldiers also looked around when they saw this scene. But no matter how they searched, they didn't find Akira, who was currently standing behind Esdeath.
Existence Weakening had indeed become more secretive with the increase in mental power. With 220 points of mental power, Akira could vaguely perceive Esdeath's energy flow. He clearly saw every step of her plan: first, create frozen ground to gain a field advantage; then, release abilities around herself, completely enveloping the air and ground. It seemed like a killing move, but the ice shards above were relatively weak. However, once he took to the air, losing support, more terrifying attacks would follow. If he stood still, he would be completely frozen in the sky full of ice shards.
Tsk~! To be able to achieve this level in such a short time—Esdeath was much smarter than he had remembered.
Esdeath continued to retreat, her concentration highly focused. And the next moment, she crashed into Akira's embrace. A pair of large hands restricted her movements.
Ice cones instantly covered her body, shooting outward. Akira instantly stood still not far away, a playful smile on his face.
"I thought that a cold person like a General would have ice-cold blood flowing through her body. But it was very warm and soft just now—you'd make a good bed warmer."
Existence Weakening was deactivated.
The surrounding soldiers immediately let out angry roars.
"How dare you be rude to the General—die!"
"For the General—charge!"
"Kill—chop him to death!"
Several warriors who looked like officers charged ahead. But the next moment—those soldiers flew into the sky uncontrollably. Even the soldiers on the periphery, who couldn't see what was happening inside, were not spared; they all floated upward.
The entire legion, except for Esdeath, was suspended in mid-air. They were panicked, they were angry, they were confused, they cursed.
It wasn't an Imperial Arm. Imperial Arms were manufactured by the Empire. The characteristics of each Imperial Arm were clearly recorded in the data. No Imperial Arm possessed this level of power. And if he wasn't using an Imperial Arm, then what was it?
Esdeath's heart was conflicted, and an emotion that had not appeared in her mind for a long time gradually spread, making her feel as if she had returned to her childhood in a trance—weak and helpless, standing before a Super Danger Beast.
Hiss~!
Esdeath gritted her teeth, pushing her abilities to their limit. Countless ice crystals condensed around her. But her Ice Storm technique hadn't yet fully formed.
The army of ten thousand floating in the sky suddenly exploded like fireworks. Blood instantly covered the entire sky.
At that moment, all sounds ceased, and even the wind froze.
"He who kills, shall be killed by others. Only the strong can survive—I agree with that, General Esdeath."
Like a curse from hell, Akira's voice rang out, flat and emotionless. Amidst this chaotic scene, he was as calm as a machine.
The next second—the sky-high blood rain fell, entering Esdeath's ice storm. The blood color condensed in the air instantly occupied most of the ice crystals. A blood-colored pillar connected heaven and earth, exuding a power that made one's heart palpitate.
Esdeath's brows furrowed. In front of an absolutely powerful existence, she also felt powerless. However, the strong swing their blades at the even stronger. She only hesitated for a second.
She unhesitatingly activated her ability. Ice crystals burst and shot out, and the entire world seemed to be under her control.
Not bad—to be able to develop to this extent at this stage. It seems that the move to freeze time will also be successfully developed soon.
Unfortunately, he was too tall and handsome, which didn't fit Esdeath's criteria for a partner. Otherwise, a plot where he directly went undercover with Esdeath and lived off her would not be bad.
[Hostility +10]
The total value had reached the benchmark of 60.
[Art Space: When the target's lust value reaches 90, or hostility reaches 60, the player can actively activate Art Space, pulling himself and the target into the Art Space for battle.]
[Art Space is the player's own space, with a fixed restriction of iron chains wrapping around the body. The moment the target enters the space, he will immediately be restricted by the iron chains set by the player, and his strength will be suppressed by 20%.]
Heh~!
He hadn't used this skill for a long time. The last time was at Kitagawa Marin's house, using her for an experiment. This time, he would see what would happen when a target in battle mode entered the Art Space.
In an instant—
[Art Space] activated.
A huge blood-colored crack swallowed the two of them. Without anyone controlling it, the ice storm instantly disintegrated, forming a huge ice mountain on the flat ground.
Red! Blood-like red filled the entire space.
Esdeath felt herself in a pool of blood, her limbs bound by chains.
Mysterious, powerful.
Akira, a member of the God of War Army, had already left an impression in Esdeath's mind. To be honest, she didn't feel she had much chance of winning. But as a general of the empire, as a strong person, she had to show this guy a thing or two.
Crack! Crack!
The surrounding blood froze, instantly shattering. She finally saw clearly the space she was in.
A huge ball of light hung overhead, with countless stars dotted around. At first glance, it was as brilliant as a galaxy. It carried a kind of splendor beyond her comprehension. She felt as if she was outside the world.
But this was actually just Akira putting a big light above his head. The surrounding space was enclosed with the star map wallpaper he created, and countless small lights flickered to create the scene. Convenient and low cost. But it was excellent at bluffing people.
"Welcome to my interrogation room."
Akira walked out of the darkness, as if stepping through the void. He held various torture instruments in his hand, and his smile was very friendly—like an old friend who had traveled a long distance. He casually threw a blood-stained woven bag to the side. No sound of it hitting the ground was heard. The woven bag spun in the air, revealing even more chilling tools inside.
Esdeath herself was an interrogation expert, and looking at these torture instruments, a meaningful smile appeared on her face. Although she didn't know where this place was, as long as her abilities could still be used, these tools could not affect her.
Pfft!
Countless ice prisms, like sharp swords, instantly formed in front of Akira.
What a pity!
With Akira's current body, even if she used ice prisms to stab him, it wouldn't break his defense—but his clothes were cut to shreds.
"So General Esdeath likes this kind of thing? You should have said so earlier—I'll help you."
Akira approached step by step. Esdeath's attacks did not make him pause his steps at all. He didn't even feel like he was hit. That nonchalant posture seemed to be mocking her weakness.
"Don't wear the hat—it flattens your hair. As for this military uniform, I'll modify it for you."
Rip. Rip.
The pure white senior officer's uniform was torn into strips by Akira's bare hands. It completely lacked the function of covering, but it instantly brought the sense of haziness that Akira liked to its peak. Coupled with Esdeath's constant attempts to break free from the chains, the snow-white slime trembled happily.
"Hmm—that's right—the more you struggle, the tighter it gets."
As soon as his voice fell, the chains, which had been frozen, ignored the ice and moved like snakes on Esdeath's body. The blockade quickly moved from her wrists and ankles to her shoulders, locking her vital points. This faint constricting sensation—one word: exquisite.
Esdeath finally stopped moving, but a huge block of ice instantly condensed on her body's surface, attempting to prevent Akira from further persecution. When Akira merely had a thought, Esdeath was directly moved from inside the ice block to in front of him.
Looking at Akira's face, Esdeath despairingly discovered that her power was completely ineffective in front of this person.
"I will not betray the Empire."
She turned her head, not wanting to face the brutal interrogation. But she saw an even more terrifying scene. The ice block she had just covered her body with was floating next to her. Because it was frozen against her skin, the ice block was like a mold, recording many details of her body—even more intuitive than a mirror.
As a general, Esdeath had never imagined she would receive such treatment. She would definitely be toyed with, and then eliminated forever.
But Akira had no intention of killing. Completely destroying a person's will would make them become dull and extreme.
So Akira used absolutely overwhelming strength.
"It's good that you're not talking. Anyway, I don't want to know those dirty things. Come on—be good—put this on."
Akira turned Esdeath's face, opened her jaw, and put a round object into her mouth. The size of this object was just right, propping open her upper and lower jaws, and her tongue couldn't push it out. It made her keep her mouth open, secreting saliva uncontrollably.
To prevent her from biting her tongue to commit suicide? To increase a mortal's sense of shame by making them drool uncontrollably? She was an interrogation expert—did this flimsy thing really think it could increase her sense of shame?
And at this moment, the stretching and retracting chains attacked her vital points like some kind of tentacles.
Did this kind of constriction really intend to kill someone? Ridiculous!
Akira couldn't read Esdeath's thoughts, but her gaze was cold, filled with disdain and determination. It was a perfect match for the scene before them.
Art. As expected of [Art Space]—it was simply made for creation.
Akira had already tried it earlier; the inherent nature of [Art Space] would not change whether it was due to lust value or hostility. He was still the creator of this space. The only difference was that the strength of an existence entering with hostility would be suppressed by 20%. But this happened to be a crucial reduction. A total of 20% was an all-round weakening—his psychological and physical endurance, among many other aspects, were also within the declining range.
God's Hand activated. The effect was even more outstanding.
How could this be! No—it can't be—my body won't…
Esdeath couldn't speak, even trying to use pain to remind herself was futile. As long as she tried to activate her abilities, those energies would inexplicably vanish, making it impossible to activate them.
Esdeath finally understood the sinister purpose of that round object in her mouth.
Akira observed Esdeath's expression and noticed some subtle changes in her eyes. So he pressed his advantage, using chains to lift her body upward, reaching the conditions for Abdicate the Throne to be activated. Damage increased by 30% (adaptive). But now, under the suppression of the Art Space, this 30% damage was naturally amplified—making Esdeath unable to help but let out whimpering sounds.
"Don't rush—it's not time yet. You still need to prepare."
In the item shop, Akira exchanged for some items. And after this torture device, which Esdeath had never seen before, began to operate, her expression could no longer remain calm. Her attempts to activate her abilities became more frequent. But no matter how frequent, it wasn't as fast as Akira's thought transfer.
The Art Space is infinite. As long as Akira instantly transferred Esdeath and everything with her far enough away when she activated her abilities, those powers would instantly disconnect from Esdeath, creating the illusion that her abilities were malfunctioning. But for Esdeath, who became a general based on her own strength, this was undoubtedly a fatal blow. Coupled with the pressure from the current environment, her ideological imprint as an Imperial General had begun to waver.
Esdeath finally realized that, apart from being a general and the strongest Imperial Arm user, she was also a woman. A woman who emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, longing for power, and also longing for love.
And now, Akira's torture device awakened her instincts—making her afraid, making her break down.
"Wuwuwu~!"
She wanted to say something, but Akira didn't care about any of that.
[Congratulations to the player for meeting the unlock conditions for the [High-Frequency Vibration] trophy: Agility +10. The player's body can perform High-Frequency Vibration, and the vibration frequency and direction can be adjusted by the player's will.
Hmm?
Akira's face lit up with joy. Such a good thing? Just by using a few items, I could even unlock a trophy?
High-Frequency Vibration, huh. The Eroge's abilities were still so unconventional. However, if this unconventional ability were placed in the real world, it would be a divine skill allowing free passage through any structure. No—even here, it was still a divine skill.
Tsk~! Since Esdeath helped me unlock this divine skill, I must make good use of it.
Akira extended his hands. With a thought, his hands vibrated into afterimages in an instant. And this vibration, Akira could perform with his entire body.
Esdeath did not realize the seriousness of the situation.
Akira laughed heartily. "Next, let the interrogation begin."
Human Cannon activated.
Train Barrage activated.
High-Frequency Vibration activated.
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