Chapter 151  

Rachel moved her hand slowly. She was reaching through the hexagram filled with corpses in an attempt to grasp the Philosopher's Stone.

Zzzzt-!

A loud spark echoed through the area. Rachel's once pristine hand was now blackened and charred from the intense spark.

After lifting her hand from the Philosopher's Stone, Rachel frowned. She smacked the head of the fallen Kim Un-Jeong, who was lying beside her, and asked, "Hey, pig. What’s wrong with this? It was fine when you did it earlier."

Of course, Kim Un-Jeong couldn't answer. He was dazed and bleeding profusely.

With a threatening gaze, Rachel lifted her hand ax without further delay. She demanded, "I'll only count to one. If you don't answer, I'll just kill you right away. One."

Kim Un-Jeong flinched and trembled, quickly turning his head to the side. He groaned. "Keugh…"

"Even though you are in pain, you hold on quite well. What a good patient.”

"Sa-Save me...”

At those words, Rachel's eyes sparkled. She asked, "Save you? Do you even know who I am?"

Kim Un-Jeong managed to swallow down the curses that he wanted to say. He muttered, "The Slaughter…Queen."

"Wrong. Normally, this would already earn you your death. However, I will give you one more chance today.” Rachel smiled slyly, slowly knelt down, and sat facing the bleeding Kim Un-Jeong.

"What’s wrong with that?"

Looking at Rachel’s red eyes of sheer madness, Kim Un-Jeong looked away. He said, "Blood..."

"What?"

"There should be blood."

"There's a lot of blood here, right?" Rachel said with her eyes sparkling. Then, with a sudden realization, she yelled, "Oh, your blood!"

In the blink of an eye, Rachel cut off Kim Un-Jeong's right wrist. She attacked without giving Un-Jeong a moment to express any sense of injustice.

"Kyaaaa-!" Kim Un-Jeong screamed in pain. He rolled on the floor and spilled blood everywhere.

Rachel smiled brightly as she raised Un-Jeong’s bloodied hand. She attempted to touch the Philosopher's Stone, but was once again surprised by the strong spark. She tilted her head in confusion.

"Hey, pig. This isn't working?"

"Augh, augh!"

"Shut up. Stop shouting and answer," said Rachel in annoyance.

When Rachel impatiently kicked him in the mouth, Kim Un-Jeong's teeth shattered and fell to the ground. His face felt even more painful than before. He looked up at Rachel with blood and tears pouring down his face. "Ugh… Ugh..."

"Why isn't this working?"

"Ugh..."

"Oh, right. You can't answer."

Rachel quickly removed her feet from Un-Jeong’s face.

"Keheck!" Kim Un-Jeong coughed and threw up.

Looking at the man with an insane gaze, Rachel slowly raised her hand and said one word, "One."

"Not my blood... Your blood!"

"Ah...? You should have said that earlier," Rachel said.

Kim Un-Jeong was quick-witted, so he immediately replied with poor pronunciation. After listening to his reply, Rachel blinked, giggled, and brandished her hand ax.

Kim Un-Jeong rolled on the floor with a frightened expression. After barely avoiding having his neck sliced open, he widened his eyes in horror and asked, “Why, why…?”

“Didn’t I just say that you were noisy?”

“What?”

Rachel smiled brightly towards Kim Un-Jeong, who was surprised by the absurd reason. She said cheekily, “You’ve also killed many people just for your own desires.”

“That’s…!” Kim Un-Jeong replied, feeling flustered.

Rachel’s hand ax flew into the air again. However, she was no longer targeting Kim Un-Jeong.

From beyond the hallway, a powerful roar echoed loudly. Only when the underground basement stopped vibrating did Rachel reach out her hand. “Hmm?”

When her hand ax did not return, Rachel tilted her head in confusion.

Moments later, the hand ax returned and cut Rachel’s red hair. Then, it clattered against the wall of the basement.

"Wow?"

Next, gunshots started to echo from beyond the hallway.

"Oh, what the…!”

"Wow-!"

With a curse, Kim Un-Jeong continued to roll on the floor. Meanwhile, Rachel recovered her hand ax and stood still while shooting bullets wildly.

The attack from beyond the hallway was not over. Then, something that looked like a baseball flew towards them.

Upon seeing it, Kim Un-Jeong yelled in surprise, "Grenade! Did you forget?!"

"Oh?"

The explosion quickly spread a sea of fire in the basement, destroying everything.

When the fire finally died down, Rachel could be seen crossing her arms and blocking the fire. With a blink, she then threw both hand axes that were at her waist simultaneously.

Whoosh-!?

Along with an explosion, their opponent stopped rushing forward.

As if he were crazy, Kim Un-Jeong crawled behind Rachel. He barely survived even from having used her as a shield. He moaned inwardly.

‘Monster! She’s still standing even after taking a grenade head-on?’

The Slaughter Queen was officially ranked 30th within the Demon King Worshiper, which was pretty remarkable. For her to take a grenade head-on in this narrow space, using only her body, this was an unexpected show of power that went beyond her ranking. She indeed was a monster even among S-ranks. She had power that could only be thought of in the realm of SS ranks, which had completely surpassed humanity.

When thinking such thoughts, Kim Un-Jeong realized one thing.

‘No way... Could this woman be the one who just defeated the Black Stain King to become the new Twelve Dark King…?’

Now, Un-Jeong knew why his earlier answer of ‘The Slaughter Queen’ was wrong.

“Black Stain King!”

"You pig. You are more persistent than I thought," said Rachel with a smile. Then, she started firing off another barrage of bullets at their opponent with a shout. "Hey grandma! Keep shooting at me like this and I'll smash this green rock to pieces!"

The Philosopher's Stone was not damaged in any way by the barrage of bullets or the grenades, but the outcome might be different if Rachel chose to strike it with all her might.

"Ah, no…No!" Kim Un-Jeong shook his head quickly, as if trying to appeal to Rachel.

"I don't like waiting for a long time. I'll just count to one. One!" yelled Rachel.

When the relentless hail of bullets suddenly came to a halt, Rachel raised her hand ax high with a smile. She asked, "Will you continue to hide?"

"Of course not," said the opponent from the other side of the hallway.

Rachel's hand ax shot toward the black shadow that flew over like an arrow.

Bam-!?

Black fragments scattered around like blood before regenerating once again. Then, the Homunculus that followed were like a herd of zombies.

Rachel threw and retrieved her hand ax repeatedly, defeating the Homunculus with ease. As if she was not tired of defeating the continuously resuscitating Homunculus, she cackled loudly. "Ahahaha-!"

Just when Rachel’s hand ax swung abruptly to the left, Helen appeared with a loud explosion. Her robe fluttered and slid backwards as if she was slipping.

Rachel saw the slightly pale Helen. With one hand wielding the hand ax and the other hand raised in greeting, she asked, "Long time no see. How have you been?"

"You seem to have become even more of a monster," replied Helen.

“Hahaha! That’s a compliment, right?”

Helen smiled bitterly. She pursed her lips without saying a word.

‘For the Slaughter Queen to be here, of all people?’?

Although she was not as formidable as the Black Gauze King, who was 10th-ranked among the Twelve Dark Kings, Rachel was still a formidable opponent in Helen's memory. Additionally, Rachel's movements with her hand ax appeared to have improved.

‘I may need to approach the Slaughter Queen as if I were battling the Twelve Dark Kings.’

Helen furrowed her brow and tightened her fists.

‘And I don't know how much longer those two above can endure.’

Despite their surpassing skills and cohesive teamwork, there was a high likelihood that Emilia would emerge victorious if the battle were to go on for too long. Helen was aware of this.

Helen looked at the green Philosopher's Stone behind Rachel.

‘Kid, I get that you were not lying.’

The goal was clear. Helen inhaled deeply and pulled up her mana to its maximum.

‘I’ll deal with this job at once. Ultimate skill- Only one.’

Once Helen activated her skill, the Homunculus rushing towards Rachel suddenly changed directions and surrounded Helen. They clung onto her like they were trying to swallow her, swarming her like a liquid monster. Then, they transformed into armor and a sword that looked rather medieval. Thanks to this, Helen’s petite build could now rival that of a decent adult male. The huge sword swung around, seemingly capable of tearing air apart.

Rachel widened her eyes and faced Helen directly. She flew high across the sky. With an awful cry, she spurted out blood upon being slammed into the wall.

In pursuit, Helen transformed her sword into a fist and delivered a punch that struck Rachel.

The impact sent Rachel flying out of the underground room and up to the ground level. From the cracked ceiling, a deluge of grotesque and horrifying corpses began to pour out.

‘What the hell were these crazy guys doing here?’

Helen was shocked by the sight, but she didn't have time to think about anything else. Rachel was hanging on the wall from her thick fist.

Smiling and bleeding, Rachel was still alive. She cooed, "Oh, this is really...too painful."

At the same time, Rachel’s aura disappeared.

‘Illusion?’

This appeared to be different from an illusion. It also felt a lot quicker than a mere illusion.

‘But she would have lacked the strength to get out of that.’

Although Rachel boasted great physical power, she was also relatively strong as a Psychic player. It should be impossible for her to bear the weight and power of Helen’s full armor, which was intensely combined with the power of hundreds of Homunculus.

In other words, Rachel must have activated some kind of skill.

‘But where?’

At the moment of her musing, Helen did not notice Rachel’s hand ax materializing behind her. Her Homunculus armor soon had dozens of deep red gashes.

Kwagagagak-!

The Homunculus armor shattered, then started to regenerate. Helen swiftly turned around, attempting to counterattack, but Rachel hid herself and only revealed her red eyes.

"Helen Mirren. I know your mana is quite a lot, but it’s not unlimited, right?"

"It's enough to last until I catch you, young brat."

Feeling her entire right arm of the Homunculus armor rip apart, Helen spun around and opened her eyes widely.

Kwagh-!?

With the massive movement of Helen’s body, the basement interior crumbled at an even faster pace. The destruction began.

"Ahaha-!"

Helen frowned at the sound of Rachel’s laughter echoing from all around. Then, she suddenly saw Kim Un-Jeong touching the Philosopher's Stone. She screamed, "You, what are you doing…?!"

Rachel, who was laughing, looked at Kim Un-Jeong. She sent a hand ax flying through the air, plunging it deep into Un-Jeong's left chest.

Despite his heart stopping and his face stained with blood, Kim Un-Jeong still wore a cheerful smile as he passed away.

‘Truly…You dog-like bastards… Die, all of you.’

When Kim Un-Jeong closed his eyes after thinking of his final will, countless corpses and blood-stained hexagrams spewed black light to engulf the Philosopher's Stone.