Chapter 51
【Yinze, need help?】
【Do I look like I need help?】
【Heaven's Gate City updated a wanted notice for Bian Qin Caroline three minutes ago; Yinze has lost concealment—doesn't she need assistance?】
【A code name means nothing! Stop using that to represent me!】
【Ah... disconnected, it's been years without contact, she's still this neurotic......】
【I haven't contacted her in twenty years—what do you think the reason is? Don't bother with her; she probably still thinks the Federation is as merciful as back then.】
【The Heart of Terra is far more dangerous than Terra; once placed on an A‑class wanted list, if considered to have no observation value there's absolutely no chance of survival... Right, did she send the things over?】
【It's been sent over, whether it's the key or the data.】
【……Then there's no need to worry about it, and there's no obligation to intercept.】
【It's a bit of a pity those two cards; such otherworldly finished products aren't many.】
【You could try to recover them?】
【...... Not worth it.】
「How dare you say such a thing... What 'Yinze lost concealment'? Don't look down on people! Do you really think I like this lousy code name? 」
If it weren't truly impossible to get by, who would want to hide their surname and conceal their real name? Using an Earth name like Bian Qin Caroline to gather forces, later attacked and expelled, eventually even that Earth name had to be abandoned, forced to change so many aliases, the last one still being the ironic title "Yinze".
Yinze... concealment—someone like her who constantly craves vengeance, longs to destroy the Human Alliance and the Terra Federation—how could she possibly truly want to stay hidden!
She forever remembers the humiliation of that man who lightly shattered her kingdom, scoffed at her dream‑loving nature, and whose hatred, forged in that disgrace, never faded with time—instead it blazed brighter as she watched his achievements rise and his organization near transformation.
Mixed with jealousy and hatred, plus the distorted self‑pride of believing her enemy is the leader of the Human Alliance, such a murky spirit has long been her support.
Hiding her surname and name, assuming different guises and aliases, she lurked in the history written from the Human Alliance to the Federation, stirring up dozens of riots and rebellions over time; this Pite Star person once had countless subordinates, but in the end it all amounted to nothing.
Just thinking back to the largest rebellion she ever launched, which ended with her subordinates being bought off by that cold machine of the Heart of Terra, she can't help but feel furious and defeated.
Useless, those guys are completely useless!
What she wants is a more reliable, stronger power—one that obeys only her, a power to destroy everything!
For a Pite Star person, that really has to be......
Alei King!
At this moment, she thought of that legend.
That legend, which is merely a myth on Pite Star, is instead confirmed by the mouths of the transmigrators in this world.
Bearing massive, ferocious wings, the ruler who dominates the starry void—the strongest subspecies of the Alei King——
——Haipa Alei King!
She is precisely chasing after such a miracle!
Unlike the pet that once accompanied her through the crossing but later fell to humans before her eyes, she pursues that legacy of over a century, and has finally caught a glimpse of it.
The technique of extracting a monster's power and repurposing it, which sounded like an urban legend—utterly illusory—has finally been proven by her efforts.
Yet, extracting the lingering vitality from the sole remaining active tissue in her pet's corpse, which had been painfully sealed away years ago, and condensing it into that card, still falls far short of what she hoped for.
Translation: She forever remembers that humiliation—the one who lightly crushed her own kingdom, then scorned the man who loved to dream; the hatred born from that humiliation has never been worn away by time, but instead grows stronger as she watches that man's achievements rise ever higher, watches the organization he forged nearly transform, and burns ever brighter. Actually we need to be concise but faithful. Let's translate: She forever remembers that humiliation—the one who lightly crushed her own kingdom, then scorned the man who loved to dream; the hatred born from that humiliation has never been worn away by time, but instead grows stronger as she watches that man's achievements rise ever higher, watches the organization he forged nearly transform, and burns ever brighter. We'll output: She forever remembers that humiliation—the one who lightly crushed her own kingdom, then scorned the man who loved to dream; the hatred born from that humiliation has never been worn away by time, but instead grows stronger as she watches that man's achievements rise ever higher, watches the organization he forged nearly transform, and burns ever brighter.
Just as baseless as a rumor, this news is nevertheless intimately familiar to her; over countless years she has sought every condition that might achieve that goal, and if there's even the slightest chance she never gives up—she even revels in her own tenacity, recalling how few in history could match her perseverance.
The more she thinks about it, the stronger that pride becomes.
She must give that man's founded civilization a dagger!
The evil god capable of destroying Earth is right here!
Carrying that loser's tenacity and pride, she will make everyone who looks down on her witness it!
「I've seen the true tenacity of losers, I've seen challengers discard everything, 」「Who! 」
It was a dark passage beneath a nearly enclosed overpass when suddenly a voice other than her own footsteps echoed, prompting the woman to raise her hand; a destructive beam inherent to her race shot from her fingertips toward the source of the sound.
The beam struck the target, spraying a fleeting spark; that brief spark revealed both figures' appearances and postures, yet the woman's gaze was fixed entirely on the card at the young man's fingertip that blocked the beam, rather than on his stance.
The card bore the image of a giant with black and red halves, ferocious yet also revealing the card's own weathered, blotchy wear.
A Belial Ultraman card—how could it be here!?
In the instant the light faded, back in the darkness her hand had quietly assembled a card.
Still fresh to the touch, the card is named the Ace Assassin, an otherworldly object not born in this world.
Only by holding this thing does her mind find any calm.
Even if the Ace Assassin had previously taken a few losses in other districts, the young man before her still grips that Belial card.
It's pure nonsense; Caroline utterly doesn't want to engage with this topic, even subtly shifting her steps, hoping the opponent's poor night vision will give her a chance to strike immediately.
「Looks like you think I'm spouting nonsense... 」
Yet it met an unbeatable sharpness.
Light against light is nothing surprising, but Caroline clearly knew that the thing she couldn't even see clearly was not light at all—it was darkness.
Fragments of light welled up from the wall, making the woman feel as if she had plunged into an ice cave.
Fifty percent, at least fifty percent!
It is not a complete soul, but it etches onto the user the most cruel, violent aspect of that creature—enough to shake or even overwhelm the user's spirit.
——Haipa Alei King!
She is precisely chasing after such a miracle!
She is precisely chasing after such a miracle!
Unlike the pet that once accompanied her through the crossing but later fell to humans before her eyes, she pursues that legacy of over a century, and has finally caught a glimpse of it.
Unlike the pet that once accompanied her through the crossing but later fell to humans before her eyes, she pursues that legacy of over a century, and has finally caught a glimpse of it.
The technique of extracting a monster's power and repurposing it, which sounded like an urban legend—utterly illusory—has finally been proven by her efforts.
The technique of extracting a monster's power and repurposing it, which sounded like an urban legend—utterly illusory—has finally been proven by her efforts.
Yet, extracting the lingering vitality from the sole remaining active tissue in her pet's corpse, which had been painfully sealed away years ago, and condensing it into that card, still falls far short of what she hoped for.
Yet, extracting the lingering vitality from the sole remaining active tissue in her pet's corpse, which had been painfully sealed away years ago, and condensing it into that card, still falls far short of what she hoped for.
For this reason, she, who had always kept an eye on the transmigrators' forum, finally got word about the "Beta System".
For this reason, she, who had always kept an eye on the transmigrators' forum, finally got word about the 'Beta System'.
Just as baseless as a rumor, this news is nevertheless intimately familiar to her; over countless years she has sought every condition that might achieve that goal, and if there's even the slightest chance she never gives up—she even revels in her own tenacity, recalling how few in history could match her perseverance.
Just as baseless as a rumor, this news is nevertheless intimately familiar to her; over countless years she has sought every condition that might achieve that goal, and if there's even the slightest chance she never gives up—she even revels in her own tenacity, recalling how few in history could match her perseverance.
The more she thinks about it, the stronger that pride becomes.
The more she thinks about it, the stronger that pride becomes.
She must give that man's founded civilization a dagger!
She must give that man's founded civilization a dagger!
The evil god capable of destroying Earth is right here!
The evil god capable of destroying Earth is right here!
Carrying that loser's tenacity and pride, she will make everyone who looks down on her witness it!
Carrying that loser's tenacity and pride, she will make everyone who looks down on her witness it!
「I've seen the true tenacity of losers, I've seen challengers discard everything, 」「Who! 」
「I've seen the true tenacity of losers, I've seen challengers discard everything, 」「Who! 」
It was a dark passage beneath a nearly enclosed overpass when suddenly a voice other than her own footsteps echoed, prompting the woman to raise her hand; a destructive beam inherent to her race shot from her fingertips toward the source of the sound.
It was a dark passage beneath a nearly enclosed overpass when suddenly a voice other than her own footsteps echoed, prompting the woman to raise her hand; a destructive beam inherent to her race shot from her fingertips toward the source of the sound.
The beam struck the target, spraying a fleeting spark; that brief spark revealed both figures' appearances and postures, yet the woman's gaze was fixed entirely on the card at the young man's fingertip that blocked the beam, rather than on his stance.
The beam struck the target, spraying a fleeting spark; that brief spark revealed both figures' appearances and postures, yet the woman's gaze was fixed entirely on the card at the young man's fingertip that blocked the beam, rather than on his stance.
The card bore the image of a giant with black and red halves, ferocious yet also revealing the card's own weathered, blotchy wear.
The card bore the image of a giant with black and red halves, ferocious yet also revealing the card's own weathered, blotchy wear.
A Belial Ultraman card—how could it be here!?
A Belial Ultraman card—how could it be here!?
「Miss Caroline, have you looked back? 」「What? 」 Caroline said warily.
「Miss Caroline, have you looked back? 」「What? 」 Caroline said warily.
In the instant the light faded, back in the darkness her hand had quietly assembled a card.
In the instant the light faded, back in the darkness her hand had quietly assembled a card.
Still fresh to the touch, the card is named the Ace Assassin, an otherworldly object not born in this world.
Still fresh to the touch, the card is named the Ace Assassin, an otherworldly object not born in this world.
Although its direct effect is limited, it makes up for it with a special material that self‑recycles energy, rarely suffering damage, and is utterly different from the two cards extracted from the Alei King's corpse and demon fragments.
Although its direct effect is limited, it makes up for it with a special material that self‑recycles energy, rarely suffering damage, and is utterly different from the two cards extracted from the Alei King's corpse and demon fragments.
Only by holding this thing does her mind find any calm.
Only by holding this thing does her mind find any calm.
Even if the Ace Assassin had previously taken a few losses in other districts, the young man before her still grips that Belial card.
Even if the Ace Assassin had previously taken a few losses in other districts, the young man before her still grips that Belial card.
「Look back at your own deeds, look back to see if there's ever been any acclaim beside you, whether any glory, recognition, or expectation remains. 」
「Look back at your own deeds, look back to see if there's ever been any acclaim beside you, whether any glory, recognition, or expectation remains. 」
【50】 「……」
Translation: 「……」 Actually "「……」" -> "「……」" We'll output: 「……」 (just the ellipsis inside Chinese quotes). We'll keep the quotes.
It's pure nonsense; Caroline utterly doesn't want to engage with this topic, even subtly shifting her steps, hoping the opponent's poor night vision will give her a chance to strike immediately.
It's pure nonsense; Caroline utterly doesn't want to engage with this topic, even subtly shifting her steps, hoping the opponent's poor night vision will give her a chance to strike immediately.
「Looks like you think I'm spouting nonsense... 」
「Looks like you think I'm spouting nonsense... 」
A sigh in the darkness made her shudder; the pendant she pulled from her clothing instantly emitted a pale green light—an accessory that had accompanied her all along, a defensive device crafted with Pite Star technology, its beam enough to paralyze the opponent.
A sigh in the darkness made her shudder; the pendant she pulled from her clothing instantly emitted a pale green light—an accessory that had accompanied her all along, a defensive device crafted with Pite Star technology, its beam enough to paralyze the opponent.
Yet it met an unbeatable sharpness.
Yet it met an unbeatable sharpness.
Light against light is nothing surprising, but Caroline clearly knew that the thing she couldn't even see clearly was not light at all—it was darkness.
Light against light is nothing surprising, but Caroline clearly knew that the thing she couldn't even see clearly was not light at all—it was darkness.
Blood‑colored darkness swept past in a crescent shape, easily crushing the homeland's radiance and the simultaneous assault light from the Ace Assassin card, even snapping a few strands of hair flying past her ears, before vanishing into the wall behind her.
Blood‑colored darkness swept past in a crescent shape, easily crushing the homeland's radiance and the simultaneous assault light from the Ace Assassin card, even snapping a few strands of hair flying past her ears, before vanishing into the wall behind her.
Fragments of light welled up from the wall, making the woman feel as if she had plunged into an ice cave.
Fragments of light welled up from the wall, making the woman feel as if she had plunged into an ice cave.
Fifty percent, at least fifty percent!
Fifty percent, at least fifty percent!
Monster cards seal away a monster's power and spirit.
Monster cards seal away a monster's power and spirit.
It is not a complete soul, but it etches onto the user the most cruel, violent aspect of that creature—enough to shake or even overwhelm the user's spirit.
It is not a complete soul, but it etches onto the user the most cruel, violent aspect of that creature—enough to shake or even overwhelm the user's spirit.
Now after all lines, we need to output ===TITLE=== with translation of chapter title: Chapter 49: That Must Be Taken Down! Heading for the Platinum Trophy!
Then
For a Pittan, that indeed still has to be......
Airei King!
At this moment, she thought of that legend.
That legend, which is merely a myth even on Pitt, is actually confirmed by the transmigrants in this world.
Bearing massive, ferocious wings, the ruler who dominates the cosmos, the strongest subspecies of Airei King—
—Hyper Airei King!
She is precisely chasing after such a miracle!
Unlike the pet that once traveled with her but was defeated by humans right before her eyes, she pursues something that has lasted over a hundred years, and finally she has caught a glimpse of it.
The technique of extracting monsters' power and repurposing it, which sounded like an urban legend—intangible and elusive—has finally been proven by her efforts.
However, extracting the remaining vitality from the pet's corpse, which had been painfully sealed away years ago, and condensing it into a card still falls far short of the height she hoped for.
Therefore, she, who had been constantly monitoring the transmigrants' forum, finally received news about the 'Beta System'.
Though it's just another baseless rumor, to her it's familiar; over countless years she's pursued every condition that might achieve that goal, refusing to abandon even the slightest possibility, even reveling in her own resilience, reflecting on history and wondering how many could match her tenacity.
The more she thinks about it, the stronger her pride becomes.
She must give that man's civilization a dagger!
The evil god capable of destroying the world is right here!
Carrying the resilience and pride of a loser, she will make everyone who looks down on her witness it properly.
"I have seen the true resilience of a loser, I have seen a challenger abandon everything," "Who!"
Originally in the dark passage beneath a closed elevated road, suddenly a voice other than her own footsteps echoed, prompting the woman to raise her hand; a destructive ray emanating from her race shot from her fingertips toward the source of the sound.
The ray struck the target, sputtering a brief spark; that fleeting spark reflected both figures' appearances and postures, but unlike looking at the young man's posture, the woman's gaze fell entirely on the card at his fingertips that blocked the ray.
The card bears the black-and-red image of a giant, its ferocity revealing the card's own weathered, battle-worn patina.
A Belial Ultraman card—why is it here!?
"Miss Caroline, have you looked back?" "What?" Caroline said warily.
In the instant the light faded, back in the darkness she had already silently assembled a card in her hand.
Though the card feels brand‑new to the touch, its name is Ace Killer, and it is not an otherworldly object born in this world.
Although its direct use is limited, it excels due to its special material, self‑recharging energy, and rarity of damage, making it completely different from the two cards extracted from Airei King's corpse and demon fragments.
Only by holding something like this in her hand does her mind find any ease.
Even though the Ace Killer had previously taken a few rounds of defeat in another district, the young man before her still grips the Belial card.
"Look back at your own actions, look back to see if anyone ever called out to you, and whether any glory, recognition, or expectation still remains."
「……」
It's pure nonsense; Caroline doesn't want to engage with this at all, even subtly shifting her steps, hoping the other's poor night vision will give her a chance to strike immediately.
"It seems you think I'm talking nonsense..."
A sigh in the darkness made her shudder; pulling out the pendant from her pocket, it instantly emitted a pale green light—a piece of jewelry that has accompanied her thus far, a defensive device crafted with Pitt technology, its beam enough to immobilize and paralyze the opponent.
But it met an unmatchable sharpness.
Clashing light with light is nothing surprising, but Caroline clearly knows that what she couldn't even see clearly is not light—it's darkness.
A blood‑tinged darkness swept past in a crescent shape, easily crushing the homeland's radiance and the simultaneous surge of light from the Ace Killer card, even snapping a few strands of hair flying past her ears, before vanishing into the wall behind her.
Fragments of light sputtered from the wall, making the woman feel as if she had plunged into an ice cave.
Fifty percent, at least fifty percent!
Monster cards store the monsters' power and spirit.
That was not a complete soul, but it was etched with the most cruel and violent aspect of that creature, enough to shake, even overwhelm, the user's spirit.
That's why Kaluolin only dares to mobilize three-tenths of her power.
Indeed, to avoid the Heart of Terra's surveillance, she never considered the cybernetic implantation of crystal nuclei into her brain, and thus she cannot obtain the technological defense that technology provides for the mind.
But she had already tested it repeatedly.
The so-called mental protection from those high-end crystal nuclei would still be crushed by the will of the giant beast, unless it were the energy output of those more exaggerated helmets or even protective cabins—does that young man have it?
The young man, whose half-eye was reflected by a ray of sunlight, showed no trace of external enhancement, and his eyes held no madness or cruelty; instead, there was a hint... of pity?
How could it be pity?!
What gives you the right to look at me with that kind of gaze!!
Kaluolin was filled with anger, no longer considering covert handling; the card in her hand was completely stained by Hei'an, and the Beta magic blade she drew out of thin air was immediately seized by her.
Throughout all this, the young man merely watched her actions, his gaze unchanged; only on a light screen invisible to the woman did a fierce dialogue record keep shifting.
【Not ready yet?! I really want to attack!】
【Still no, the printing isn't finished! You're not a mercenary yet!】
【I've blocked her but can't attack... How much longer?! The Executors stationed elsewhere will notice this place any moment!】
【One minute! Just one minute! In one minute that agreement will be transmitted over! Once you sign your name, you can participate as a mercenary!】
Molisen was also made anxious by the urging.
【But seriously, do we really have to do this?!】
【We've come this far, and you're still spouting nonsense?】
【Become a mercenary, give up your studies, come into contact with that darkness, commit your first kill in life—do you really intend to unlock so many achievements in just one hour!?】
Aomo's chat box long displayed 'the other party is preparing a reply,' but Molisen had already hurriedly placed a one-page document into the chat box:
【The contract has been transmitted!】
Aomo stared at the suddenly appearing glowing page and the pen shaft he used source energy to write with, then waved his hand and gripped the pen.
The pen strokes were swift as lightning, the lines steady and even.
End of Chapter
