Chapter 943: 541 Three-Seven Split

"Hic..."

After letting out another alcohol-laden burp, Leon bent down, picked up the head of the plump female cleaner who was currently screaming, and tossed it into the pile of heads belonging to the Gemini Branch cleaners. He then placed his hands on his hips and, with six parts drunkenness, loudly demanded:

"Who else?"

"Speak up!"

"Is this all the Gemini Branch has?"

"..."

Facing the drunkenly rampaging Leon, the heads of the Gemini Branch cleaners couldn't help but shrink their necks in unison, turning their eyes away one after another; not a single one dared to look up and meet Leon's gaze.

They couldn't beat him. This was truly a case of being unable to beat him.

With the strongest anomalous object capable of destroying six legions in an instant already sealed off in advance by the "Secret Nail," this Level 3 cleaner, who was said to have joined only three months ago, displayed a despair-inducing level of suppression.

Everywhere across the entire battlefield, as long as there was even a tiny mirror surface, a hand clutching a knife could reach out at any moment, slicing any cleaner lingering nearby into two pieces with a single stroke.

Even directly destroying everything in the vicinity and ruining every mirror surface was useless; those terrifying arms and blade lights could even emerge from one's own pupils, directly cutting down any body that appeared within one's line of sight.

As long as that silver-glittering little knife grazed a gap on one's body even as small as a strand of hair, regardless of whether one had anomalous object protection, one would be sliced open alive with a *whoosh*, becoming two severed remains screaming in terror.

In contrast, all of their own attack methods, the moment they touched the opponent, would eerily lose their effect, failing to cause even the slightest bit of damage.

Whether it was direct anomalous object assassination, indirectly summoned small meteorites, controlling unconscious soldiers to fire cannons at him, or even insidious and sinister soul pollution, the results were all ineffective!

The opponent's swaying body didn't seem to be an immortal body that could recover after being injured, but rather a thorough damage immunity, directly and unreasonably erasing all damage; they had been fighting for a long time and hadn't even caused him to lose a single hair.

Then what the hell is the point of fighting!

Even if they knew such a powerful ability either had a damage-bearing limit—where it would be broken once the limit was reached—or had a time limit where it would end after dragging it out for a while.

But knowing what to do and having the ability to do it were two completely different things. Just based on the current situation of attacks not breaking through defense and being unable to withstand being hit, what else could they do besides wait for death?

Truly absurd...

It wasn't just the Gemini Branch cleaners; even the three Scorpio Branch cleaners in Leon's stomach were stunned by his almost unsolvable fighting style.

The Gemini Branch cleaners were definitely not weak; each person's main combat anomalous object had its own merits. Facing the attack of over fifty anomalous objects simultaneously, even if their own Director Edward came, he would likely be in a flurry for a while.

After all, no matter how strong a cleaner was, it was hard to cover everything; there would always be weaknesses that couldn't be taken care of, and it was easy to flip over if targeted. But Leon was truly not blocking at all, standing right there and taking it head-on.

And after taking a hit, he only needed to raise his hand and strike once, and the cleaner who launched the attack would directly fall to the ground screaming. From the start of the battle to the end, his person was still standing in the original spot, his two feet not having taken a single step.

This meant that Level 2 cleaners of the same level as the three of them didn't even have the qualifications to make him move.

Regarding this, one could only say that he was worthy of being the monster who could take on six "True God-level" missions in three months. He was already not on the same level as the three of them. Compared to those branch director-level existences, he was only lacking some Leon Value.

And what was even more terrifying to think about was that Leon, who achieved such a terrifying record, still had his strongest anomalous object sealed. If that Black Goat wasn't nailed down and he used the other six abilities that could take on ten thousand alone, could he even fight Director Edward?

"Hmph, vulnerable."

After demanding an answer twice, looking at the group of cleaners' heads with eyes darting around, Leon, whose self-control had dropped severely from drinking, snorted, then reached out and patted his stomach.

"Senior Franky, help me tie them up."

"You got it!"

Although the title Leon used was still very polite, upon hearing his words, Franky subconsciously shivered slightly, as if he had received some kind of order. He hurriedly pulled the fishing line, tying the twenty-plus cleaners who had been cut into pieces into a string, and handed the end of the line to Leon.

And just as Leon was pulling the fishing line, wanting to drag these people over, the twenty-plus groaning heads suddenly stopped all reactions, then fiercely stiffened their necks. One of the heads opened its mouth with a dull look:

"Mr. Leon, are you interested in talking to me?"

"?"

After hearing this cleaner's inquiry, Leon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. After pondering slightly, he said somewhat uncertainly:

"Are you... the person who controlled these cleaners?"

"Yes."

The head that spoke first didn't speak again, while another head moved a bit, then slightly curled the corners of its mouth and said:

"My name is Atifi 00; you can call me Atifi directly."

Atifi 00?

After hearing Atifi 00's words, Leon, who was in the 【Immortal in Wine】 state with a not-so-clear head, frowned and directly asked:

"Who are you? And what is your relationship with Atifi 01?"

"I am the first trial product of Soul Encoding technology, and also the creator of Atifi 01. As for my specific identity... I can be considered a former member of the Kroke royal family. I am Andre's aunt, and Feiliya, who was captured by you, can be considered my niece."

Andre's aunt? Does that mean she is earlier than Feiliya, the first person to be made into a smart machine?

Leon heard this and was silent for a while, then asked:

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Actually, it's nothing; it's just to greet you in advance."

After looking around at the situation, another cleaner's head said:

"You are more powerful than I expected. And although Andre still has other trump cards, according to my calculations, his winning percentage against you is only about three-seven. So, to avoid you choosing to settle scores with me after you win against him, I specifically came to greet you."

"Why is it a three-seven split?"

Hearing this, Leon didn't answer immediately, while the female cleaner Mona in his stomach couldn't help but poke her head out, asking with a puzzled face:

"The royal direct legion is already gone, and the controlled Gemini Branch cleaners have also lost. How can your winning percentage still be thirty percent?"

"That's not it."

Looking at the female cleaner's soul with surprise, the fourth cleaner shook his head and explained with a smile:

"Andre's winning percentage is seventy percent; your winning percentage is only thirty percent."

"..."

"As for the reason, don't ask. I am still in a state of being controlled by Andre. If I really do something to betray him, I will definitely be forcibly shut down."

After sighing with regret, the fifth cleaner's head said sincerely:

"Good luck. If you can't force Andre into a dead end, then I'll be miserable!" ===== CHAPTER 944 =====