On the twelfth level of the central area, there stood a newly raised structure.

It was an altar that originally lay hidden beneath the ground, entirely constructed of metal with a spacious surface.

Upon the altar, the guild leader's finger pointed like a knife, carving intricate patterns into nothingness with intense focus;

As she did so, stone chips flew, and numerous complex runes, densely etched and deeply inscribed, appeared on the surface, incredibly profound and incomprehensible.

As mysterious patterns emerged one after another, the guild leader promptly infused them into Bai's body, causing her previously dull gaze to become even more vacant.

Thud!

As a strong footstep fell, the slight tremor on the altar came to an end.

The blossoming radiance confirmed that the magic runes controlling the human heart had taken shape and been completely engraved into Bai's body;

After completing this task, the guild leader standing in the center of the altar turned around at the sound of footsteps.

"You don't seem like guests."

In that instant of seeing the two individuals, the guild leader sensed that these unexpected visitors probably harbored no good intentions towards her;

Whether they were bandits or members of a hostile faction, they were essentially her enemies.

Identifying their status was not difficult; the real challenge was for the guild leader to understand why these two had come.

This question was not easily answered until the guild leader noticed Wang Xiaole's eyes fixed on the "Silver Blade" beside her, and then she immediately realized:

"Oh, you must be the 'big brother' this child mentioned, the prime suspect that caused her abnormal behavior!"

"What have you done to Bai?"

Wang Xiaole aimed the tip of the sheath at the guild leader, with a surge of killing intent in his eyes, manifesting an extremely ferocious expression from pupil to entire face.

"Bai? You mean 'Silver Blade'?"

The guild leader sneered:

"The name that brat took, as a mother, I refuse to accept!

'Silver Blade' is 'Silver Blade,' and will continue to live as the backbone of the organization in the future, without needing to meet any so-called 'big brother.'"

A wave of Qi slashed out, completely cleaving the wall next to the guild leader, along with a portion of the altar and floor, causing extensive damage.

The attack Wang Xiaole originally aimed at the guild leader was deflected slightly, as he intended to extract some information from her through conversation.

"What have you done to Bai!"

This was Wang Xiaole's final question; the next strike of his weapon would not be deflected.

The guild leader didn't mind revealing the truth;

It wasn't that she was unwilling to keep quiet, but rather, she thought speaking out might provoke and make the other party lose their composure.

"What did I do? I simply turned 'Silver Blade,' who had started to have independent thoughts, back into the good child who obeyed her mother."

"So, you manipulated her mind and will?"

The veiled maiden voiced her speculation, then refuted it:

"You keep referring to her as a 'child,' yet ultimately, haven't you just created a puppet with your own hands?"

"Well, isn't the ideal child one who is completely obedient, like a 'puppet'?"

"Rather than blind obedience, occasionally rebellious and somewhat unique children are better; your response clearly shows you are unfit to be a parent."

"Whether you are qualified or not is not for you to decide!"

"Yeah, it's not up to me, and your so-called 'mother' has even less say in this...

But now I finally understand why the 'Disaster Elimination Society' only recruits female members, it's all for better control."

The girl concluded her words to the president, then proceeded to make all the preparations for chanting, ready to use her elemental powers to eliminate the scum before her.

Her analysis was spot on, as the president's mental magic only worked on those of the same gender.

In order to cultivate top assassins who would not betray her in adulthood, the president found it necessary to use magic to influence their minds based on circumstances.

To achieve this, there could be no variables within the organization, meaning no male assassins could be allowed to exist.

It was due to this consideration that the president set the rule of not accepting any male members into the core of the organization;

The males within the "Disaster Elimination Society" were strictly limited to soldiers and adventurers who were bought off by money!

Since the girl had come this far in her analysis, she didn't mind delving further.

She directly said to Wang Xiaole:

"Take care of this woman in one go! I just remembered:

The use of this mental magic only takes effect a few minutes after the completion of the ritual;

If we kill her now, the magic will be naturally broken!"

"Kill me? With just you two?"

The president dared to speak this way because now, standing by her side in this vicinity, there was definitely more than just herself.

In response to the president's confidence, from the entrance of the grand hall behind them, a group of formidable adventurers suddenly burst in.

These adventurers had originally been guarding on the lower levels and had just discovered that all their comrades on the upper floors had been eliminated not long ago during a shift change.

Could this go unchallenged?

The relieved adventurers immediately spread this news and called upon their powerful comrades stationed throughout the city to come and lend a hand.

The sole intention of the adventurers was to annihilate all intruders!

With all the strong individuals now gathered inside Blackstone City, Wang Xiaole's situation was not just a 2-on-1 anymore, but had suddenly turned into a situation of facing multiple opponents alone.

"I'll try to hold back some people as much as possible. A few enemies might break through to your side, so be extra careful..."

After giving these instructions, the girl swiftly dashed towards the enemies behind her.

If the girl could use her divine power freely and unleash all her strength without restrictions, what would this small group of enemies mean?

Unfortunately, in order to assist Wang Xiaole, she could only maintain her current level of strength and delay the enemies for a little while longer.

Using his peripheral vision, Wang Xiaole saw the enemies closing in on him, just within arm's reach. He decisively took a dozen seconds to prepare to knock down the nearest opponent.

As a assassin threw a projectile at him, he immediately retrieved the sheath he was about to swing forward;

Then he swiftly counterattacked, deflecting the strong force coming from the dagger thrust.

Without any hesitation, he continued his steps, swiftly closing in on the opposing figure at hand.

The assassin had hoped to use their agility to temporarily evade the adversary in front of them, but to no avail, as Wang Xiaole's speed was just as swift. In the blink of an eye, he was once again trailing closely behind them.

The assassin had been forced into a corner and had to hurriedly turn around to face the situation;

With a knife in his right hand and holy power imbued on it, the assassin aimed at the scabbard of Wang Xiaole, intending to block it and then escape using the force;

To the astonishment of the assassin, there was no resistance coming from the periphery of the scabbard, as light as cotton;

Sensing something was wrong, the assassin quickly withdrew his force;

Otherwise, if Wang Xiaole's figure shifted slightly, all the vital points of the assassin would be exposed to the opponent;

Just as the assassin retracted his force, the power of the scabbard surged like a landslide, overwhelming.

The assassin could no longer control his body, like a kite with a broken string, drifting far away, a mouthful of dark red blood gushing out.

At this moment, a wave of horror surged in the assassin's heart, he knew that Wang Xiaole's mastery of power had reached an incredible level;

Even though it wasn't a sharp sword coming at him, just a scabbard, it was enough to take away his life...

After struggling a few times, the assassin lay motionless on the ground, quietly waiting for his life to slowly fade away.

This second-ranking assassin, inferior only to "White," gradually embraced the embrace of death.

With the backstabber eliminated, Wang Xiaole immediately attacked towards where the guild leader was.

He was relieved to find that the guild leader hadn't fled, simply moving from the altar to the throne;

The guild leader showed no surprise at being targeted by Wang Xiaole, nor any panic.

The eight shadows responsible for guarding the guild leader in the main hall leaped out from all directions, aiming directly at Wang Xiaole.

Seeing the attacking posture of the opponents, Wang Xiaole knew they were adept at coordinated attacks. If they succeeded, the strong ones behind would inevitably catch up;

Maintaining astonishing speed, mixed with the momentum to repel the strong, he charged straight ahead.

As the two sides were about to engage in close combat, his slender figure suddenly leaped off the ground, like an eagle spreading its wings, flying over the heads of the shadows.

At this moment, a whip like a poisonous snake shot from one of the shadows, aiming directly at him;

With no way to dodge in mid-air;

When it seemed the shadow was about to entangle his ankle, Wang Xiaole's foot suddenly shrank;

He lightly stepped on the black shadow, then accelerated once again, narrowly avoiding the blades and hidden weapons thrown by the other shadows.

As a clanging sound echoed behind him, he landed safely, diving towards the guild leader's location once more.

Within ten paces, the guild leader remained calm and cold, showing no signs of fear;

As she stood gracefully facing the fierce killing intent, her expression remained as calm as ever.

Casually removing the heavy crown, she threw it to the ground.

In the next instant, with a tug of her delicate hand, the several hundred pounds heavy throne was lifted over her head;

And the guild leader herself seemed completely unfazed by the astonishing weight.

With a wave of her slender hand, the throne turned into a "heavy-weight weapon," whistling through the air towards the approaching Wang Xiaole in a straight line.

Furrowing his brows, Wang Xiaole clearly did not anticipate that such a pampered upper-class individual could possess such incredible strength to casually throw such a heavy object.

With a light push from his foot, Wang Xiaole leaped slightly, narrowly avoiding the expensive and extraordinary "hidden weapon";

Immediately, he stomped heavily again, adding a kick, and the throne gained an amazing force, rushing towards the several shadows chasing behind him with even greater speed.