“You fool! This is the power of my Two of Swords!”

The red-haired gang leader fought through the pain from the blonde girl’s kick, whipped her gun around, and aimed at the girl’s chest again.

“You lured the zombies here! I’ll make you wish you were dead!!”

With a furious roar, she pulled the trigger again.

A flash of fire burst from the gun, its shot blasting straight toward the girl.

Unless something unexpected happened, this shot wouldn’t kill her—but the exploding gunpowder would leave the blonde girl seriously injured!

The zombies pouring through the gap the jeep had smashed open would tear off her limbs and gnaw the flesh from her bones. Only then might the red-haired gang leader’s towering rage begin to subside.

Ting—

But—

Once again, the unexpected happened.

“Ah, how is this possible…?” Lin Mo gaped in shock.

Just like when the red-haired gang leader had deflected his bullet, her bullet was blocked this time!

“Heh. The Two of Swords, huh…”

The girl with pale golden hair was still hovering in midair.

Her metal-booted foot remained poised to strike, just a hair’s breadth from smashing the red-haired gang leader’s skull.

“You’re the fool here. If I dared to break through your walls with so few people, how could I not know what your biggest trump card was?!”

As long as this kick remained unfinished, the red-haired gang leader couldn’t be hurt again.

In The World, there was a peculiar power known as Mystic Power. Among its various forms, Lesser Mystic Power—most commonly represented by implanted chip cards—was usually used for short-term protection. After all, once a chip’s energy was completely depleted, it lost all of its effects.

The red-haired gang leader had only obtained a chip card containing Lesser Mystic Power by chance during an expedition not long ago. The Two of Swords could block two lethal attacks within a month of implantation. It was an incredibly useful ability—practically a divine skill.

“Funny enough, I’ve got a Three of Swords chip implanted too,” the blonde girl said coolly.

“So, before you meet your end—”

Using that failed kick to her advantage, she swiftly twisted around and sprang backward toward the jeep behind her.

“At least you should know who killed you.”

“You bastard! You bastard! You bastard!! Don’t think you can scare me! Hah… hahahaha!! The Three of Swords can only block one attack, and you were stupid enough to tell me exactly which chip you had implanted! You fool—die with regret and pain!”

The red-haired gang leader was on the verge of losing her mind.

But that very madness sent her fighting spirit and judgment soaring to their peak.

The third shot.

One more shot, and there’s no way I can lose—!

Once the brief recoil from firing had eased, the red-haired gang leader raised her gun again.

This time, she wouldn’t take any chances! Straight between the enemy’s brows—one shot, one kill.

Bang—!

A gunshot rang out.

To the red-haired gang leader’s astonishment, all she saw was a flash of red suddenly staining her vision.

The bullet pierced her forehead. Fired from that little silver-white pistol, the sharp, scorching round punched through her brow in an instant and cooked her brain. Before she could even understand what had happened, her life was over.

“Oh?” A flicker of confusion appeared in the blonde girl’s eyes too.

“So you’d already used up one of your chances…”

She had already sprung up from the ground. But after seeing the red-haired gang leader’s corpse, the girl could only drop back down with a disappointed look.

“Hup—”

As soon as she landed, she sensed someone trying to shoot at her.

“Id-iot—”

She let out a casual sigh. Then, amid a rapid burst of gunfire, her three companions—standing on the jeep—swept the submachine guns across the female bandits who were still frozen in terror at their leader’s death and trying to shoot the enemy.

“My name’s Diona. A little late to tell you, I suppose. You can’t hear me anymore, after all.”

Diona glanced coldly at the red-haired gang leader’s corpse.

Brains mixed with blood were still bubbling out of the huge hole blasted into the woman’s forehead.

“All right—now, everyone shut up!!”

Diona flashed a grin, baring her little fangs. She spun around, raised her silver-white pistol, and fired into the sky again.

“Are you going to avenge her, or scatter and run for your lives before the zombies and I kill you all? Those are your only two choices—pick one!”

…

For the bandits who remained, shooting might have been easy. Actually killing their enemy, though, was another matter entirely.

There were three women on the jeep, all armed with submachine guns and clearly looking for trouble. And the little brat who’d killed their leader was so terrifyingly strong…

Run!!

In an instant, almost every bandit had made up their mind.

“…”

Lin Mo was mixed in with the female bandits, surrounded by the stench of their sweat and blood.

That burst of submachine-gun fire had left quite a few people on this side with minor injuries.

(Now! I don’t know why they’re fighting, but thanks to her killing the bandit leader, I’m free!)

He shoved away the female bandit who’d been holding him, without a shred of hesitation. Lin Mo lowered his head and hurried off, trying to escape in the chaos before the zombies got inside.

The remaining bandits scattering in every direction gave him the perfect chance.

“Hm?”

But just as Lin Mo broke into a run, he suddenly heard a puzzled murmur.

***

Diona was in a great mood.

She’d killed the bandit leader without a hitch, then scattered the rest of the bandits with ease.

Honestly, was there any other young girl in the world who could handle every problem as neatly and decisively as she could?

“Now’s our chance! Get inside the supermarket and load up everything we can take!”

Thanks to her spy, Diona already knew where the bandits had hidden their supplies in the Big Goldfish Supermarket.

Ah, what a flawless girl she was. Beautiful and powerful! If she were a boy, she’d fall to her knees and marvel at Diona-sama’s greatness. She wouldn’t even mind if she never got a title or any special recognition! Just being by beautiful Diona-sama’s side would be enough to make her happy…

In her mind, Diona was already lost in a daydream, squirming with delight.

On the outside, though, she kept her cool, aloof pose, as flawless as a marble statue of a girl holding a javelin, standing tall in a golden temple.

(Ah, ah! Was there really no handsome boy who could appreciate this perfect pose of mine?)

Diona’s imagination ran wild, her mind working at full speed. She wished a handsome boy, hidden somewhere nearby and perfectly matching all her tastes, would witness Diona-sama’s heroic, breathtaking performance and become completely captivated by her charm…

Then he’d fall at her feet, gazing up at her and trembling as he begged Diona-sama to grant him her favor…

And then I’d grab him by the shoulders, pull him close, and make sure he got a good look at my dazzling beauty…

As she daydreamed, Diona swept her cool gaze over the bandits fleeing in every direction.

And then—

To her surprise, she spotted an angel.