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He sneered and led out the survivor, whose limbs had been severed and who had been brought in a wheelchair:

"Look at him! Is this how you preach justice? I think the Astrea Familia is no better than that, all talk and no action, just doing what they like!"

Before he could finish speaking, everything went blurry.

As his vision blurred, a sharp pain shot through his abdomen. Before he could utter a few words, blood gushed from his throat, and he was thrown off the ground, his body contorted like a shrimp.

Just as he was about to be thrown backward, a tremendous force gripped his throat. He was lifted up by a hand around his neck.

Xia Jia's emerald green eyes gleamed coldly, and the muscles in his arms bulged, making his neck crackle.

"It seems you didn't understand what I meant... I'm not the same as that kind-hearted regimental commander from the past."

If one had to put it in a way, Shaka is more like a composite of all the former members of the Astrea Familia. She doesn't shy away from intrigue and scheming, uses foul language, and will do things that harm her opponents for her own benefit.

He is impulsive and often acts without considering the consequences, but he is intelligent and listens to the opinions of people who are better than him.

They even made statements like "justice is the harem."

Sometimes he is very saintly because the goddess who shelters him hopes that he is saintly, that he can help others, punish evil, and forgive those who have made mistakes.

but now……

How dare you say such insulting things about the Astrea Familia?

As Shaja tightened his grip, the man's eyeballs bulged out from suffocation, bloodshot and pale. He tried to speak, but now he couldn't even beg for mercy.

He tried to grasp something with his last bit of strength, but Shaga didn't give him the chance.

Flames began to rise from his arm, and then...

Boom!

The flames engulfed the man's entire body.

Boom—Boom boom—

Two more huge explosions erupted from the crowd, splattering charred flesh and blood all over the onlookers.

Everyone stared in horror at Shaga, whose cheeks were slightly charred in the flames.

His cold gaze swept over the crowd, and he said indifferently:

"You all saw it, didn't you? What's that guy carrying?"

Everyone swallowed hard. They distanced themselves from the strangers around them.

Fire stone.

These guys, who were talking about taking revenge on Gale, were hiding more than one Fire Stone on their bodies.

And this style of exploding at the drop of a hat...

Perth's expression stiffened as he slowly uttered, "The Dark Faction..."

But what's even more terrifying is that the Flame Stone, which could blast a level 3 adventurer to pieces, only caused a few stains on Shaga.

Before anyone could react, Xia Jia swiftly brought his knife down, the rusty blade tracing a semi-circle in the air. The red-hot blade, scorched by flames, sliced ​​through the man's accomplice as easily as cutting through tofu.

The head rolled to the ground and stopped in front of Bos.

Shaka flicked the flames off his blade, looked around at everyone, and said:

"The Astrea Familia is conducting its work; please cooperate. Those who resist will be like this person!"

Upon hearing this, all the busybodies who had originally planned to go back to sleep stood still, too afraid to move.

Sure enough, three seconds after the words were spoken, seven or eight more adventurers rushed out of the crowd and quickly retreated in different directions.

"Do it!"

As Xia Jia finished speaking...

"For justice..."

A detached voice rang out, followed by hundreds of mysterious, dark figures that suddenly appeared outside the crowd.

Individually, they are weak, and the sharp blades they hold cannot even cut through the skin. However, when a cold, sharp knife is pointed at vulnerable spots such as the eyes, anyone would instinctively stop in their tracks.

Faced with such a surprise attack, whether one tries to dodge or instinctively swings their knife, it will inevitably slow down the retreat.

"Aria of the Virgin Mary".

"Thunder Dance!"

"Curse Black Wind!"

"Alert skill activated!"

"Be consumed by the pitch-black flames!"

Sword light, gunshots, sonic blades, cursed black winds, black flames...

The curtain fell after the last adventurer was struck by the massive warhammer, sent flying more than ten meters, crashing into a distant tree and creating a crater.

When Tokishori slammed the two heavy hammers, each the size of a door panel, onto the ground, it made a dull thud.

"Report! Mission accomplished! Death!"

Shaga turned around, his gaze sweeping kindly over the group of adventurers trying to take advantage of the chaos:

"Please cooperate fully. We will not let a bad person go unpunished, nor will we wrong an innocent person."

No one responded...

Everyone obediently cooperated with Shaga's body search.

Fifteen minutes later, the group, having finished their interrogation, slowly recovered from the shock they had just experienced.

The murmurs rose again, but this time they were not questioning, but rather expressing their awe at the strength displayed by the Astrea Familia.

"Didn't they only arrive in Orario recently? How come they're so strong?"

"Hey, those guys are at least level 2, right? Anyone who can survive in Rivera, they can't be weak."

"I heard they've only been adventurers for two months? Have they all already leveled up?"

One question after another surfaced in the minds of these seasoned veterans, all of them puzzled.

After completing the screening, Boss squatted in the middle of the crowd and sighed deeply.

"Don't you understand? There are differences between people. Those who are destined to become great people, even if they are at the same level as you now, have talents that we trash can't match."

Most of the adventurers in Rivera are over 40 years old. They have spent a long time breaking through the barriers of level, but that is where they end up.

There are many people who only have one attribute that reaches level D, or even less than level F in other attributes.

Without skills or magic, in the face of geniuses, all one can rely on is a slightly higher ability value and combat experience.

However, all of these advantages were rendered useless by Kato Megumi's ghostly attacks and the single-target attacks of the smaller players.

Pers's words were harsh, but no one argued with him.

They've heard the assessment that everyone here is trash countless times throughout their long lives.

Needless to say, among this group of people, quite a few are level 2. There's even one whose face is obscured, who is already level 3…

This configuration was already comparable to "Silence" back in the "Seven Days of Death" era.

Can they do it?

Sighs erupted from the crowd.

At this moment, Shaga slowly strolled over.

Seeing this, Perth chuckled awkwardly, "Well, we now know very well that we've been used by the dark faction. Can you let us go back now?"

Xia Jia narrowed his eyes: "No rush, it's good that you know you made a mistake. I'll give you a chance to make amends."

Burse's facial muscles twitched as he cautiously asked, "What opportunity?"

Shaga patted Bos on the shoulder:

"Don't be nervous. Even though you made mistakes, as long as you correct them, you're still good children of the people. We're not demons, right?"

Bos chuckled awkwardly, "I wonder... what kind of help does Commander Xia want from us?"

Xia Jia said, "It's simple, just stay here and guard. Don't let the adventurers enter the 19th floor until we come back."

Pers pondered for a moment.

It's almost nighttime now, and there aren't many adventurers exploring the lower levels, so this quest is easy; it's just something to do on the side...

Thinking of this, he patted his chest and said, "No problem, we fully support the work of the Astrea Familia! Leave it to us."

Chapter 229 Strengthening the Two-Headed Dragon

Perth agreed readily; he had no choice. The knife in this ruthless man's hand was still flaming.

Although the young man in front of him was all smiles, Boss felt that if he said no, that knife would be at his neck.

Xia Jia watched as a group of adventurers diligently dispersed to guard various directions of the entrance, and some even enthusiastically helped the young players push their supply carts.

He nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad. I'll ask the guild to give you an award when we get back."

Perth smiled: "Could we switch to Farley?"