Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

Still in the glorious morning, Jaro and Carla had become an official Ouranos Citadel's citizens the moment they marked their living territory next to each other on the available land.

After being given the context of the new system by Foel, they decided to carve a medium sized just enough for a room apartment. Soon they mingled with the curious neighbor and both of them fit nicely with the working community.

"This square token called 'aur' is the unique currency of this Citadel." Carla pondered as she held the helluva of catalyst into the sky, letting the sun shone through the pink sakuradite. "This… this is a high quality artifact! It beat my Swords of Shattered Paths in terms of mana conductivity and assimilation! We can even temper and enhance it, fill in mana with the prepared mana socket, and carve our own customizable formation…

"What the heck!? Not to mention, this thing was given to every citizen of this hell of precious material!"

Her eyes gleamed with spark. Jaro ignored her as he began his hellish routine of giving himself extreme muscle pain by doing 5 claw push ups in one second for as long as he could.

His special 'void' broke down the excess and wasted stress into energy, slowly nourishing his own muscle. Because he had done this process formerly, getting back on it was easier than his first time.

Carla hooded her pupils with her eyelid, staring at Jaro with a little frown. "It's unbelievable that you can get skinny like this. I still can't believe your story, but seeing the muscle dork that got his muscle shrunk with only bones and skin is convincing enough."

Jaro stopped, then he immediately laid himself on the ground with his gaze to the sky. Breathing in and out ferociously, it took twenty seconds before he could let out a word. "Almost everything is unbelievable. At least somehow, I made it alive."

"Me too, bud, me too." Carla nodded. "Now I wonder where the hell Gushen were going. I swear I saw his impaled body on the ground back then, and didn't know how he was still alive."

"The same as us, probably." Jaro chuckled. "I don't even know how I'm still alive."

After the encounter with the pseudo-angel, he began to think deeply about everything. The justice in his heart still burned brightly than ever, but being fiery alone won't help him let the light out of the veil.

He needed his fire to be stronger, and more precise. The dark angel's speech shook a revelation to him.

He reached his hand to the burning sun, imagining himself grasping the thing that is illuminating the world.

"One day…"

He sat up, and noticed that Carla was surprisingly silent. Jaro then glanced at the direction his friend was looking.

A tall bulky demon, wearing a torn black jacket outside his white shirt with a trouser. Standing with strong and straight posture, that man then smirked.

"Didn't know you'll end up here."

Jaro grinned like an idiot.

"You too, bro."

At the same time, far away from the northeast of the Citadel. Ahead of the modified agriculture land where rocky biomes filled with swamp and tall trees dwelled like parasitic moss in this area.

Numerous Cannon Yelpers and three of the Tarrasque Inchling were patrolling around one specific location.

In that location, Foel could be seen with her Yaykha Kieli artifact that was smeared with blood. In front of her was the upper torso of Gushen with his scattered guts and bones, leaving only the heart, and the brain intact ipn the deformed body.

"You're smart, Gushen Kolle, yet you stayed silent on one unimportant question of mine."

"If I'm a mortal, I would have already given you that obvious answer." Blood surged out from his mouth. "You can't kill me, do you want to waste your time like this?"

"Indeed, I don't have much time for an insignificant someone like you." Foel lightly sighed as she kept her poker face intact. "But you're wrong in one thing. I, in fact, 'can' kill you. If there is some kind of pact you had with your master that won't let you spill the bean, then might as well turn you into a nourisher for the agricultural land."

Right before the solo musical performance at midnight. MF gave Foel random symbols in a simple parchment to decrypt in the morning, the content was as follows:

'The scythe had someone pulling the string, looming in the dark to gather information. When the revenant existence is proven, then extract as much wisdom one can fathom. If there aren't any, then disintegrating the prying eyes shall already be a feasible result.'

"... Are you sure you can kill me?"

"Just like how you murdered one of my beloved Tarrasque Inchlings, an absolute destruction of your entire being is already sufficient to send your soul to the cycle of life."

"Weird, a mortal that is keeping Calamities as a pet… thank you."

Foel activated one of useless 'Changing' symbols pill essence, a hidden dangerous radiator immediately smeared the whole blade-whip except the handle.

It was the 'Devouring Radiation' trait.

The material of the blade was already mixed with angelic material formation that MF tried to implement with her divine vessel as reference. There were many fundamental aspects missing, so it could only prevent the bio-artifact from destroying itself rather than making it impregnable.

Then again, the material used was durable enough to withstand a small meteor.

"Adios, pitiful revenant."

Foel brutally destroyed everything in her line of sight with the extreme flurry of her bio-artifact. The veins inside the Yaykha Kieli beat in the same rhythm of its owner.

Every ten slashes was equal to one heartbeat. Every five heartbeats was equal to one second that passed in real time, blazing with adrenaline as the tanomobi hurled her whip again and again to ensure total destruction.

The scratching of the wind echoed throughout the forest, eventually to the outer northeast wall of Ouranos Citadel.

Two minutes had passed.

Along with everything in a twenty meters radius in front of the executioner, Gushen was completely neutralized.