A new barracks collapses, not even the rats were spared. Golden chains prevent any of them from escaping, while the fan of the god of death claims their lives and casts them into hell.

  Her current level, level 472.

  Lawrence thinks the goal is near, while Coldness Divine attacks a new barracks then she will reach level 500 and this indiscriminate hunt will end.

  How naive of him.

  "Are you compressing your level?!"

  Sitting in front of him, Coldness Divine uses the same technique Lawrence taught her.

  "Stop, you're compressing an unstable base. You of all people should know, you're--"

  "Am I crazy?"

  Coldness Divine opens her eyes and looks at Lawrence, "Crazy... yes... I am."

  She closes her eyes and compresses her level again, only this time blood begins to emerge from her eyes, nose, and mouth. Unyielding to the pain, blood starts to ooze from her pores this time.

  'Hah, when I thought this dragon bitch couldn't surprise me, she does it again!'

  Reluctantly, Lawrence heals her wounds, turning the compression with a clearly failed outcome into a successful one.

  Her current level, level 426.

  "With this, I'll be able to level up quickly again."

  From the beginning, level 500 was just a name, what she desires is to acquire all the power she can until she can no more, that level is just the limit her body will bear.

  "By the way, do you think I look weak?"

  Lawrence looks her up and down and nods, "If I didn't know you, I'd underestimate you."

  "Great, glad to hear that."

  "..."

  Have her screws finally come loose? The actions of Coldness Divine simply fall into the category of a madwoman.

  As he follows Coldness Divine, Lawrence is amazed at the magnitude of the subspace. He has never tried to discover its limits for fear of raising suspicions, but the environment is incredibly vast. It is possible to glimpse all kinds of nature, while some residences are strategically placed, others are simply side by side with a few kilometers of privacy.

  "This is the breaking point."

  In the distance is a barracks different from the rest, both its architecture and its composition are in the highest category. There is no need to think much to understand, the hunters inside are meant to protect the subspace against an external threat.

  Lawrence sees this and then looks at Coldness Divine's face.

  Then he sighs. "Take this."

  "What is this?"

  In all her regressions, this is the first time Lawrence has taken such an action.

  "Medicinal pills."

  "How? It's forbidden here--"

  "I have an acquaintance, remember?"

  "..."

  "Tsk, just eat them and don't ask."

  The next moment Lawrence pulls an elemental sword from his storage ring, followed by various magic artifacts which he positions on different parts of his body.

  When she looks at him silently, he snorts. "What? I don't have one for you, until now I didn't know you focused on magical disruptions. I had some fire artifacts, but I don't think they'd be useful to you."

  Coldness Divine opens her mouth, but then shakes her head.

  'My affinity is fire magic, if it weren't for my enemies outnumbering me... Regressions are my only point in favor.'

  Though she might try to tell Lawrence, it makes no sense. Even she doesn't know if she'll succeed this time, she doesn't want to explain something he won't remember.

  The most important thing about this iteration is that Lawrence is not as simple as he seems. In all her regressions, he never used a forbidden item. Who is his benefactor? Can she use this knowledge for her own benefit?

  Thinking about this, Coldness Divine consumes the medicinal pills and then heads towards the barracks.

  "This time will be different, I must overcome this barrier."

  In profound solitude, only she understands the meaning of her words.

  The vigilance in the barracks is very different from the rest, the identity of each of the hunters must be verified before entering, conducting constant rounds to prevent intruders.

  Despite this, Coldness Divine easily infiltrates inside.

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  "You're as cautious as ever."

  In front of a door, she smiles subtly. "Thanks to you I've learned a lot."

  Her delicate fingers touch different key points on the door, the next second a magic formation appears over it. Coldness Divine continues interacting casually with it until it disappears.

  She mentally visualizes the interior and then enters as if her life depended on it.

  "Who?!"

  The woman resting in her bed wakes up, circulating her mana preparing to enter battle, but her preparations take a second too long.

  "Aaagh!"

  Her right arm flies through the air.

  Coldness Divine does not stop, her fan moves towards the woman's neck, but unexpectedly it stops just an inch from it.

  "You were the closest ever to taking my life."

  Her words enter deaf ears.

  After succeeding in her attack, Coldness Divine hurries out of the room and kills as many as possible.

  The woman sighs. "My, I was hoping to have a little conversation."

  The woman sees her arm on the ground and instead of getting angry, she calmly stops the bleeding and stores her severed arm in her storage ring.

  As she runs, Coldness Divine thinks: 'After dozens of regressions, I understood, taking her life in a single attempt is impossible.'

  "Who's there--?"

  The man doesn't react in time, a fan cuts from his shoulder to his heart.

  Coldness Divine takes a deep breath and remembers that woman, "Hurting her to this extent is enough, going further will produce the opposite effect."

  In her mind, hundreds of images appear and in all of them, that woman is the protagonist of her tragic failures. Thanks to her, she has had to reach this point of sacrificing herself to obtain the conclusion she desires.

  After assassinating nine men, an alarm sounds in the barracks.

  "Is this the right time?"

  She looks at the ceiling and closes her eyes, the sound of the environment couldn't matter less. Her thoughts span dozens of circumstances, and unlike all these...

  "It is... it must be."

  She stops her killings and jumps from the window to the main courtyard.

  The state of emergency alerts all the waiting hunters, they stop all their activities and gather under the command of a single woman.

  "You could have continued killing in secret, I'm surprised you can be here, waiting for us. So calm."

  With long golden hair to her heels, a peaceful look and beautiful features. The smile on her face dazzles those of different color eyes, the left green, the right blue. If it weren't for her missing right arm, she'd be perfect.

  Her name, Noble Indolence. An elf of level 580.

  The commander of the private army.

  "In my life, I never thought to behave this way, thanks to you I've opened my eyes to a new path. The world has never been so wide to me."

  Noble Indolence blinks with curiosity, the criminal's words are simple, but unexpectedly capable of stimulating her thoughts.

  "The end marks the beginning once more."

  Divine Coldness remains silent at her words.

  "Do you know what that means? The dragon I killed told me those words before dying. I originally thought it was talking about reincarnation... it wasn't."

  Everyone gasps upon hearing their commander, killing a dragon? Is that even possible? In the Divine Plane, dragons have an incalculable level, their strength rivals their long lifespan.

  'Did she kill a dragon without attracting the attention of the Will of Nature?'

  The most surprised were not her own men, but one watching from a distance. Lawrence. 'If the worst-case scenario happens, does killing in the Divine Plane have no consequences?'

  "Noble Indolence"

  Noble Indolence is surprised. 'Hmm? Does she know me?'

  "You will never understand, your Way is doomed to fail."

  "..."

  "Your purpose differs from your desire, talent does not equal conclusion. You failed when you thought you glimpsed the end, you haven't even begun to perceive it."

  Her thin eyebrows furrow upon hearing Coldness Divine. Internally she knows the problems that plague her, her understanding continually advances, but a feeling of restlessness takes shape with each step forward.

  'Has this dragon seen through me? Maybe... Maybe she has the answer that has remained elusive for so long.'

  Noble Indolence has made a decision.

  "My way in the magic formations, today you will witness it."

  Taking the lead, Noble Indolence creates a magic formation in front of her, her men immediately know what to do. They perform various patterns with their hands and expand the magic formation to terrifying levels.

  Decaying Flame is one thing, Noble Indolence is a world apart.

  A formation that should take time to be ready, there it is.

  Completed in just seconds.

  "I will squeeze every drop of your knowledge."

  The pressure exerted by the magic formation destroys part of the barracks, a wind current is generated sending the surrounding trees flying. With hundreds of meters of reach, nothing can escape its intricate moving symbols.

  Seeing this, Coldness Divine clenches her fists and smiles broadly.

  "I congratulate you for not losing your cool." Noble Indolence casually moves her hand and sends the massive magic formation towards Coldness Divine. "There are a hundred and two fundamental pillars, only one of them will allow you to escape from it. Go ahead, tempt your luck."

  This time Coldness Divine cannot hide her euphoria and spreads her wings.

  "Hundreds were the times I needed for this."

  She takes flight and heads straight for a certain magic circle in the formation.

  "Today nothing will take away the happiness of this moment!"

  Noble Indolence holds her breath and then her heart beats rapidly. Her calm and clear face has now changed, she didn't think she could see through her magic formation! This wounds her pride!

  "Guiding Apex stop her, no matter the sacrifices you incur."

  "Commander..."

  "It's an order."

  Guiding Apex, the lowest-level hunter, forcibly withdraws from the magic formation. This procedure is incredibly painful, sparks come out of his body and the damage to his internal organs expands with every second.

  As soon as he manages to escape the formation, he looks at Coldness Divine with hatred. "Gods or demons, no one will be able to stand in my way!"

  "Noble Indolence!"

  Coldness Divine's shout only causes a click of the tongue from Noble Indolence. Today she may have won, but the confidence of her men will be difficult to restore to its former position.

  Coldness Divine grits her teeth. 'Just a few meters, a few more seconds and I can destroy her magic formation!'

  But her attempts are destined to fail, Guiding Apex may have the lowest level, but his level 501 is enough to stop her temporarily.

  Coldness Divine screams with all her might. "Lawrence!"

  Lawrence sighs internally when she mentions his name.

  At that moment an elemental sword appears, Guiding Apex has no time to react. The sword embeds in his body and explodes, generating lightning in all directions. Sacrificing an elemental sword, the last resort few are willing to undertake.

  Guiding Apex dies without even letting out a pitiful scream.

  "If its element were sacred, I wouldn't have sacrificed it even for you."

  At that moment Coldness Divine strikes the weakest pillar, shattering the massive magic formation.

  "Nooo!"

  For the first time, Noble Indolence shows fear.

  If the destruction of magic generates a backlash capable of temporarily revoking the ability to use mana, the destruction of a magic formation not only replicates this effect but also generates a backlash to the consciousness of the user.

  The formation shatters into pieces, instantly dozens of hunters fall to the ground losing consciousness. Only a few can barely maintain flight.

  Among them, Noble Indolence.

  "Your mistake was underestimating me, when I have faced you hundreds of times!"

  From her fan emerges a fire magic that consumes Noble Indolence, the scorching heat incinerates her beauty. Her hair, clothing, her skin, nothing is forgiven.

  "Aaaaagh!"

  The screams continue for minutes, until the lower-level magic harvests the life of a ranker who surpasses her by more than 150 levels.