"Where did they go... that guy... just where did they go?"

The atmosphere of terror gradually intensified in the air, and Duncirk's eyes glowed with fierce determination.

Her strong right arm bulged with powerful veins, seemingly preparing for a lethal blow to the enemy.

Duncirk kept a watchful eye on all directions, tense and ready to counter Oedipus’s possible ambush.

"I don't have time to mess around with Agio's inferior products."

"Too cheap."

"I still need to go pick up my darling daughter... hehe."

"Let's meet again when we have the chance."

Oedipus's voice was like the late wind's fading chime, seeming close yet distant.

Although this statement was oppressive, it ironically reminded Duncirk.

"Yes, her goal is to take Turing back."

"I don't need to find her... I need to hurry and meet up with Turing."

"Turing, nothing must happen to you..."

Duncirk had just planned to rush towards the direction of the music hall when a claw the size of a excavator's mechanical arm suddenly appeared behind her, solidly striking Duncirk and sending her flying tens of meters away.

A three-story small house was directly smashed by Duncirk's impact, the sturdy stone wall turning into a pile of rubble under the intense shockwave.

The horrifying force transformed into internal energy. A long molten lava trail was cleared out by Duncirk's reverse flight. It glowed like a neon light at night, splitting the ground into two huge pieces.

Duncirk herself was left with shattered liver and gallbladder, her round chest bursting open with a puff under the monstrous force, with half of her seventeen hearts directly bursting. They fell one after another, pitifully dropping on the ground like red pomegranate seeds.

"Nightmare...?"

Duncirk forcefully raised her eyelids, lifting her eyes to take a look at the owner of the claw, instantly recognizing that horrifying figure, her expression contorting in fear.

Back then, Beezelbub was the most special angel in the laboratory.

To test the limits of the angel's various parameters, the laboratory went to great lengths with the strongest angel Beezelbub.

The scientists in the laboratory wanted to test whether angels could transform into imaginary creatures, so they personally crafted novel stories into memories and implanted them into Beezelbub's brain.

There were more than three hundred memories, totaling over thirteen hundred years in length.

However, Beezelbub seemed like a bottomless pit, accepting all memories without discrimination.

But they eventually realized that Beezelbub did not treat all memories equally, accepting some into deep memory while completely embracing others.

Researchers concluded that for angels, frightening and evil memories were more easily accepted.

The thesis of angels being inherently evil and cunning was derived from this.

Ultimately, Beezelbub selected only ten memories out of the three hundred, forming her own personality.

These ten memories caused severe personality fragmentation in Beezelbub, resulting in ten different personalities dominated by the nine-tailed fox persona.

They include Fiend, Ash Demon, Submerged Corpse, Harbinger of Woe, Blood Cherry Dragon, Desolate Knight, Fiery Butcher, Informant, Pickpocket, and Nine-tailed Fox.

Each of them excels in different types of magic, holds different beliefs, and even their appearances are distinctive - each with a unique brand of terror!

Dunkirk, who played with those angels in the laboratory since childhood, knows very well which angels are dangerous and which ones are harmless.

Clearly, among them, the cute Nine-tailed Fox, despite being somewhat aloof, is classified as a harmless angel with a containment level of one.

But once Beelzebub is taken over by any of its other personalities, no matter which one, it transforms into a complete devil! A literal frenzy of madness!

The angel before us, with its spine pierced by ten different cold weapons and a face split open to reveal a ghastly smile, is the best example.

Its entire body is pitch black, with the skin emitting a strange leather and metal sheen.

Its facial features resemble a black hole, reflecting an endless fear that mirrors the depths of one's heart. Its visage seems like it's drawn on with white chalk, with exaggerated curves at the corners of its mouth, revealing two rows of fangs in a smile of extreme terror.

Its waist is hunched, like a Siberian wolf lurking on the ground. Four thick arms, as broad as anti-air bunkers, sprout from its body, enough to make anyone lose their will to fight at a single glance.

Faced with such an opponent, warriors are often scared to defeat before being overwhelmed by the unearthly monstrous visage.

Though not as exaggerated as others, Dunkirk is also thoroughly terrified.

"Beelzebub... is it you?"

"I used to hold you in my arms when you were small... please don't scare me like this."

Although Dunkirk says this, her actions do not stop.

She picks up the medicine to suppress madness from her waist, throws it directly into her mouth, swallows it without chewing.

Before long, Dunkirk's body automatically retracts the scattered blood and flesh on the ground, gradually healing completely.

Watching the frenzied angel nearby, who seems unconscious, Dunkirk falls into contemplation.

Is it really Beelzebub...?

If it were Beelzebub, that slap earlier should have killed me instantly.

Besides, Beelzebub should not exhibit such irrational behavior.

Could it be another angel?

But... this form of frenzy, unmistakably only Beelzebub can use it, right?

"Whatever..."

"Beelzebub, to welcome your arrival... we have prepared a gift for you."

A resolve to face death flickers in Dunkirk's deep pupils as she takes out an emergency radio for support, loudly broadcasting her coordinates, calling for bombing support.

"Mixed with mechanically ground divine powder, there are a total of three hydrogen bomb heads."

"As long as we can use that thing, even Beelzebub..."

Sensing Dunkirk's malicious gaze, Frenzy angrily bursts into song.

Amidst the furious laughter, Frenzy extends its four pairs of large hands, each pulling out a different weapon from its back.

"The time for settling scores has arrived!"

"Ahahaha!!!"