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Not even a moment before the dust settled, MF brute forced the rough schematic in her head to convert the kerosene producer into a pure bionic propulsion system instead of an organic cannon, as she used the cancer cell method to generate both of her arms.

'Bionic Rocket Propeller' schematic acquired.

After assembling the improvised schematic in her head, she replaced her elbow into an organic engine with a rocket engine for each hand. From a lying position, she immediately launched forward while turning the ground into rubble behind with the hot concentrated plasma propulsion coming out from her elbow propeller.

All of this was done in 1.8762 seconds, using 6 months worth of mana by repeating the process of consuming and generating a cancer cell into a surplus hundreds of times.

The amount of processing power for this amount of speed and precision was more than a petabyte. The neurons on her brain were aflamed, the stress could kill a person but not enough to kill MF.

At high velocity, she conjured a blade with the sharpest edge she could make that could even slice through titanium like butter and swung it with all of her might into the golden strings, in the effort to cut it off from Foel.

The unleashed momentum resulted in a massive shockwave. MF's tungsten muscle tissues were cracked, but the golden strings remained the same.

"SHIT!"

"MESHIA! I-I CAN'T BREAK FROM THIS!"

The golden strings on her left leg began to tighten with no friction until her meat and bone on her thigh was cut.

"URGH!?"

The leg fell down to the unknown land.

Hearing the cry gave MF more pain than the stress her head received. In quick succession, MF built more organic rocket engines on the back of her shoulders and the soles of her feet.

She navigated herself using numerous propulsive methods to hover in front of Foel, MF put her hands on the distressed tanomobi's cheeks, and connected her head to Foel's forehead.

"Silly, I told you to call me darling."

MF implanted the 'Controlled Cancer Instant Expansion' gene into Foel's DNA. Just like a weaver of a webs, she meticulously changed all the body parts between the golden strings wrapping into an intersection for cancer cell expansion so that the future amputated limb will be immediately reattached by the nasty cancer.

At the same time, MF was trying to regrow her limbs. The most efficient way to do it was to utilize Foel's ability as a mana cultivator energy depository instead of MF's condensed energy as she only has so much.

Gene Fractioning! 'Instant Motoric Transmitter' would be fractionated into basic gene schematics. She got the basic motoric nerve gene but that was useless so she only took the one she needed.

'Mana Utilizer' gene schematic acquired.

MF then turned her 'Regeneration' passive skill into a gene schematic.

'Cell Regeneration' gene schematic acquired.

She then combined 'Cell Regeneration' and 'Mana Utilizer'.

'Passive Healing' gene schematic acquired.

"This will hurt," MF gently said. "But it will only hurt for a bit."

Foel could only smile wryly, "Don't hold back."

MF implanted the Passive Healing gene into Foel's DNA. Her complex tanomobi nucleus have triggered an irregular mutation, but the geneticist didn't want any uncertainty so she killed the abrupt change of path on the mutation to stay in track

Foel acquired the 'Passive Healing' gene.

"Ugh." MF could see her wife was gritting her teeth hard to withstand the pain of the forceful cancer cell implantation.

The tanomobi didn't know how to set up her gene manually all the time like MF does so the hyaenidae added a little bit of touch to made the consumption of mana to adjust according to Foel's amount of mana. Too much mana consumption to its driest point could result in heavy nausea and incapacitation to the cultivator.

Foel's left legs and her right arms were regenerated as her cells grew visibly branched and reversed the damage.

The pain was exposed as Foel's expression began to frown more, tears were coming out of her eyes. MF didn't know that the pain that she thought of as breakfast was this severe.

The golden strings began to amputate the two other limbs. When it almost fell, the cancer cells quickly stitched the separated meat together. With a little bit of shifting, Foel was freed from the golden strings.

MF then boosted and commanded Foel immune system to quickly kill the cancer cell, the Passive Healing would do the rest.

The happy devil held her small wife by the armpits. MF showed her a big smile, assuring that everything would be okay.

In the awkward moment, Foel noticed a weird fluctuation of space near her husband. "Meshia!"

"I told you to call me dar—"

MF quickly used all of the propulsion engine to get her out of there while hugging her wife as tight as she could. As if it wasn't enough, MF grew a pair of limbs from her waist to accommodate a bigger propulsive force, shaping into wings built for supersonic flight.

Thanks to the quick innate instinct she got, both of them survived massive waves of golden strings coming from the former place they were at.

"Those strings are coated by some dimensional forces, I couldn't even affect it physically in any kind of way possible," MF said, still flying at high speed to get out from the unknown part of the realm. "I'm afraid that it won't even let us out from here, ahahaha."

"Don't jinx it!"

But no matter how fast both of them tried to reach the intersection of two worlds where Elon's lifeless body was at, the space always stretched to make sure that both of them were not out of bound.

"DAMN IT!"

"I TOLD YOU TO NOT JINX IT!"

MF did a sharp turn and changed her path into the inside of the realm. 'If the rain bothers you, then it would be better to jump into the sea.'

The golden portals began to spawn one by one with an escalating speed. The impregnable strings also grew more ferocious as it flew in a zigzag pattern to disturb its target perception.

MF and Foel faced the golden giant who stared at them.

With the increasing speed of the golden strings. The whole situation became worse as they were now racing at the speed of sound. Foel conjured a friction barrier so that MF could increase the velocity. The ride was rough as they performed sharp turns most of the time to navigate the vast and delicate realm of the unknown.

They also met with some mystical beast but later they were shredded by a giant wave of vicious golden strings. Poor animals.

MF had already used 30 months worth of energy for the fuel alone, prolonging it would be extremely dangerous as the golden strings could only go faster.

Foel, who was spectating MF gritted her teeth with blood trying to escape from the edges of her lips, was shuddering in the fear of a closing future.

'Is this the end?'

At the brink, MF was trying to analyze the details of conversation between her and Fortune back then, something important, something vital, the most important bits about Crysaj.

'They will make sure that the perpetrator's physical vessel will be departed from their soul. It will chase the sinner to the end of the world, even till another dimension.'

'—Perpetrator's physical vessel will be departed from their soul.'

The solution was found.

At the same time, MF's grin was ever increasing.

"I've hustled with the Goddess of Luck, now it's time to hustle with life and death."