However—
"Bang!!!!!"
A small, slender fist wearing a black military glove smashed solidly and without flourish against that seemingly profound light shield!
There was no brilliant explosion from energy collision, only a dull echo so intense it felt as if space itself had been hammered into a depression!
"Crack—!"
The crisp sound of shattering was so piercing.
Under Brahma's incredulous gaze, the defensive barrier—which condensed the projected willpower of tens of millions of believers and was enough to withstand a direct hit from any heavy missile—was actually smashed with spider-web-like cracks by that small fist as if it were fragile glass!
Immediately after, the fist's momentum was not yet exhausted!
"Thud!!!"
The light shield shattered completely!
Turning into points of light that scattered throughout the sky!
The residual force of the punch, like an invisible heavy hammer, slammed hard into Brahma's arms, which were crossed in a block before his chest!
"Pfft—!"
Brahma felt the bones in his arms groan under the strain. An irresistible, immense force surged through him, and he was sent flying backward like he'd been hit head-on by a high-speed train, his feet leaving the ground!
"Boom, boom, boom—!"
Brahma's figure consecutively snapped three ancient trees in the courtyard and crashed through the simple brick walls of the temple. He slid for dozens of meters through dust, broken wood, and bricks before barely managing to steady himself, kneeling on one knee.
Brahma, ranked third, just like Xuanwu, ranked ninth, failed to withstand a single punch from Lilith.
Even though neither side had used their full strength, the result of this fundamental clash was already clear.
"Pfft—!"
A mouthful of blood containing golden specks of light couldn't be held back and sprayed out, staining the ground in front of him red.
He looked up at Lilith in the sky, who was slowly retracting her fist with an indifferent expression. His eyes were filled with shock and a hint of terror.
Strong! Too strong!
Is this the absolute power of the top-ranked Hunter?
Pure physical strength could actually shatter a defense constructed of the Power of Faith so arrogantly?!
This wasn't a contest of skill or innate talents; this was a crushing defeat by absolute power!
Lilith hovered in the air, her dragon wings flapping gently and her bone tail swaying slowly behind her.
She looked down at the somewhat disheveled Brahma, her voice remaining cold.
"Leave Tokyo. Or, I will shatter your remaining Power of Prayer along with that skin of yours."
There was no threatening tone; she was merely stating a simple fact.
Brahma's expression flickered.
He could see that Lilith's punch just now hadn't used her full strength; it was more like a warning and an expulsion.
Even if he used his full power, the result would be the same.
On the hunter leaderboard, above him was also Dragon Country's Luna. Trying to bypass Luna to challenge this woman was no different from seeking death.
If he stayed here, not only would the strange artifacts be out of reach, but he might truly perish here.
The faith and Power of Prayer he took pride in seemed so powerless before the other party's unreasonable absolute strength.
"Amitabha."
Brahma chanted a Buddhist prayer in a low voice, suppressing his roiling blood and humiliation, and gave Lilith a deep look.
"I shall remember today's 'gift'."
With that, the space around him distorted, and his figure faded and disappeared like ink dissolving in water.
He chose to retreat, giving up on this struggle for Tokyo.
As the Deva departed, the conceptual enhancement effect he had applied to the monsters quickly faded.
The monsters with the dark copper luster quickly dimmed in color, and their movements became chaotic and disordered again.
The pressure faced by Dragon Country and Lilith eased.
The brief and violent clash between Lilith and Brahma, along with the resulting shockwaves and terrifying pressure, cleared and crushed all flesh-and-blood creatures within a radius of hundreds of meters!
It was as if a clean circular area had been forcibly gouged out of the boiling tide of flesh.
High in the distance, Luna, who was flying through the air trying to locate Ghost Prison's main body, paused slightly.
His purple eyes looked toward the direction Brahma had retreated, then at Lilith, who was hovering in the sky with her white hair fluttering, his gaze extremely grave.
"She really did take action... and so forcefully."
He felt a sense of awe in his heart.
Lilith expelling Brahma was clearly because she didn't want the situation to become complicated by external intervention, which also indirectly showed America's desire to control the situation.
With Brahma gone and the interference vanished, it was the perfect time to find Ghost Prison.
Luna no longer hesitated. The purple-gold light around him surged, and an even more solid Purple-gold Dragon Shadow roared around him. Like a descending deity, he began clearing the monsters below in an even more violent manner, while his Spirit was like the most precise radar, scanning the underground for anomalies... Lilith paid no mind to Luna's actions.
Her gaze, crossing a distance of a thousand meters, once again locked onto Lilith on that high-rise rooftop.
Lilith was also looking at her, her pinkish-blue eyes meeting Lilith's crimson vertical pupils across the vast distance.
Both saw each other clearly.
Lilith's red lips parted slightly. Her voice wasn't loud, yet it seemed to ring directly in Lilith's ear, carrying an unquestionable dominance.
"Leave this place before I decide to settle the old score of Resident Evil with you."
There was no room for negotiation, no threatening rhetoric—just the simplest of expulsion orders.
The moment Lilith's voice fell, those Void Creations existing in reality instantly turned into nothingness.
Lilith's eyes narrowed slightly behind her lenses, her slender fingers gently stroking the frames.
With the crushing strength Lilith had just displayed, America's habitual hegemonic style would never allow Britain to touch their core interests.
Ghost Prison's plot was unfathomable, Luna was watching like a tiger, and staying here meant high risk with meager returns.
After a moment of silence, a slightly helpless yet elegant curve appeared at the corner of Lilith's mouth.
"As you wish, Lady Lilith."
She responded softly, as if merely accepting the termination of a somewhat unpleasant afternoon tea invitation.
Nodding slightly toward Lilith's direction, Lilith's figure rippled like water and slowly dissipated on the spot.
Facing Lilith's dominance, she chose to withdraw.
Thus, the Indian exited, and the British departed.
On the boiling Tokyo battlefield, the confrontation between top Factions was instantly simplified.
Only Dragon Country and America remained.
Lilith slowly turned, adjusting the angle of her dragon wings to face Luna's direction.
Luna also stopped his clearing and searching actions, hovering in the air with the Purple-gold Dragon Shadow circling him, looking over from afar.
Two gazes—one crimson like blood, the other purple-gold like lightning—clashed violently across a thousand meters in the Tokyo night sky, which was shrouded in madness, blood, and purple-black baleful aura!
There were no words, no deliberate clashing of auras.
But the invisible pressure made the air in the area between them feel as if it had solidified.
The crazed monsters below also seemed to feel this confrontation that stood above all else, and their roars instinctively quieted down significantly.
On one side was the leader of Dragon Country, with deep foundations, firmly ranked second, and a purple aura as vast as a descending emperor.
On the other side was the tyrant of America, who had appeared out of nowhere to take the top spot, with a sky-piercing baleful aura like a prehistoric beast.
The strange artifacts had yet to appear, and Ghost Prison was still lurking.