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(Hint: Just saying remember Chapter 49 )
As the Wasteland Strider Ape closed in, the vague shadow finally became solid on-screen.
"Hiss… hkh…"
That low, wet growl bled through the livestream, crawling straight into people's ears.
It was a gigantic ape—white-furred, its coat caked with dust and sand.
Nearly three to four meters tall. Even beneath the thick pelt, the muscle was obvious—dense, violent, packed with the kind of strength that didn't need technique to turn bones into powder.
Compared to it, Adrian Vale and Raven Shaw looked like two dolls.
Fragile. Breakable. One squeeze away from becoming meat.
But the most chilling detail was the dried blood at the corner of its mouth.
Everyone knew that blood wasn't its own.
Which meant—
A cold dread spread through the viewers' chests. The primal fear humans feel when they finally recognize a predator that sits higher on the food chain.
For a moment, it didn't matter whether someone was cheering for Dragon Nation or praying for its collapse—
everyone held their breath.
Because the same thought hit every mind at once:
This thing can't be fought.
Dragon Nation is finished…?
"SWISH—!!"
Right when the tension peaked—
a black blur cut across the screen.
For a single heartbeat, it was like the world blinked.
Dark.
Then the blur was gone. The image snapped back into focus, and everything looked… normal again.
So fast it bordered on hallucination.
Except it wasn't.
The chat erupted.
"That scared the hell out of me!"
"What was that?! Did it attack?! Are they done?!"
"No—Raven Shaw didn't even move!"
"Wait—LOOK. Something's wrong!"
Everyone's eyes snapped back to the feed.
The Wasteland Strider Ape—still wearing that savage expression—had stopped mid-step.
Its long arms were raised, frozen in the posture of an attack.
But it wasn't moving anymore.
Not even a twitch.
Like time itself had grabbed it by the throat and refused to let go.
In the studio, the panelists were just as stunned.
"What… is happening?"
"This is—"
Sienna Blake's voice cut in first, sharp with urgency.
"Look! There's a hole in its chest!"
Then her breath hitched.
"No—wait… four. There are four huge holes!"
The camera dipped.
And everyone saw them.
Four gaping craters punched clean through the beast's chest.
No one saw how they were made.
And stranger still—
because the strike had been too fast—
the blood hadn't even had time to spray.
The chat spiraled into frantic guesses.
"What the hell?! How?!"
"I only saw the screen go dark for a second—then it was just… like this!"
"So… it's dead?"
As if answering them—
BOOM!
The ape's massive body slammed into the sand.
No miracle. No second wind.
Just death.
Then the Will of Blue Star rang out in rapid succession.
[Congratulations! Dragon Nation'scompetitors have slain a D-rankDivine Domain: Forbidden Zone creature! Reward: 1700 points!]
[Double points applied! Points gained: 3400!]
[Congratulations! Dragon Nation'scompetitors have replaced the Wasteland Strider Ape and become the D-rank resource lords! The resource will manifest 100x within Dragon Nation's territory!]
[Congratulations! Dragon Nation'scompetitors have claimed a D-rank resource! Reward: 1700 points!]
[Double points applied! Points gained: 3400!]
[Total points gained: 6800!]
[Points Leaderboard update detected!]
[Rank 1: Dragon Nation — 8100]
[Rank 2: Miracle Nation — 3000]
[Rank 3: Northern Bear Nation — 2800]
[Rank 4: Ocean Pouch Nation — 1200]
[Rank 5: Eastern Isles — 800]
[…remaining entries omitted…]
A dense stack of banners flooded the livestream overlay.
Yet despite the storm of announcements—
Adrian Vale's expression didn't change at all.
Because yes.
The one who killed the D-rank ape—
was Adrian Vale.
Those four massive holes in its chest were the work of his four kagune blades.
Bullets couldn't pierce it. Explosives couldn't breach it.
But in front of Adrian Vale'skagune—
the beast's so-called "armor" was thinner than paper.
Punched through in an instant.
Adrian Vale looked completely fine—
except for one detail:
near the hem of his black combat suit, several torn holes were already knitting themselves back together, slow and steady, like the fabric remembered what it used to be.
Then he took two calm steps forward.
Behind the eyepatch, something flickered.
His RC cells stirred—restless, eager—almost celebratory.
Like his body was cheering a single message:
Dinner's served.
And in that moment—
no one even had time to comment on what Adrian Vale was about to do next.
Because between the impossible instant kill…
and the Points Leaderboard rocketing into the stratosphere…
the entire world's thoughts had already crashed.
A D-rank monster that had looked unstoppable—
had just died in a blink.
The studio: "???"
The viewers: "???"
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