### Chapter 0: Transformation (8)
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“Ha! Surrender? Those two words don’t exist in my dictionary!”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Bel changed his battle style completely.
A golden light transformed into a cape behind him, and then he rocketed forward like a cannonball, bursting with immense energy, straight toward his target.
To the eyes of the crowd, a golden streak suddenly cut through the sky, particularly conspicuous against the dim backdrop where dark snow obstructed the sun.
People couldn’t help but hold their breath; they had long believed victory would ultimately belong to Lin, but the journey would surely be a winding one.
The enemy was bound to make the wildest counterattack during this stretch.
However, Lin Nan didn’t seem bothered by Bel’s antics.
With a gentle swing of the Black Wind Sword in front of her, a swirling barrier made of dark snow, resembling a tornado, blocked Bel’s path.
“Using the same trick again? You underestimate me too much!”
The powerful shockwave erupted like an intercontinental missile, crushing through the dark snow barrier in an instant.
With Lin Nan within reach, Bel’s golden aura flared, determined to smash her to pieces.
“Boom!”
A tremendous roar erupted from the sky.
The shockwave radiated outward, sending survivors exposed in the wilderness tumbling and nearly burying them underground with sheer force.
As the smoke cleared,
People eagerly looked up, afraid Lin might have taken a hit in the blast.
But what they saw next almost made them leap from their seats, their eyes bulging wider in disbelief.
Above, where the dark snow had just been swept away, the summer sun poured down with a chilling brilliance.
And right at the limit of visibility,
A graceful black figure was clinging to Bel’s back, a cold black sword poised against his neck.
“Zzz…”
The sound of steel slicing into flesh rang clearly.
With a spray of bl**d, Bel’s once radiant golden aura plummeted.
Her teleportation passive had a 20% chance to score a guaranteed k*ll on the target.
Coupled with the 50% boost from the dark snow environment, even with Bel enhanced by divine power, he was no match for Lin Nan.
Thus, against an opponent with inferior attributes, it was only natural that a swift k*ll would follow.
At that moment, people were utterly stunned.
No one expected the battle to end in an instant.
The once invincible interdimensional visitor, faced with Lin’s ultimate form—the Black-Skirt Woman (the internet quickly dubbed her), was no match at all.
What they thought would be an epic showdown of three hundred rounds instead concluded with a beautiful throat slice that wrapped up the entire fight.
The dark snow vanished.
The morning sun gradually warmed the atmosphere above their heads.
“We won? We won!”
The surviving folks erupted in cheers that could touch the sky.
Viewers who had nearly pulled an all-nighter in front of their TVs also shouted excitedly, filling Ocean City with joy and relief from the calamity.
After witnessing the Emperor’s dramatic demise, the Mage Legion found their spirits crushed, having lost all will to confront Lin and her team, and promptly surrendered their weapons.
Even though the enemy sent ordinary people to detain them, the icy stare from the Cold Moon Witch left them frozen in place, hands in cuffs without a fight.
Nie Zhengchu hurriedly approached Lin Nan with Cheng Qiu, bowing respectfully.
“Director, how should we handle the aftermath?”
The incomparable Black Skirt Woman nodded slightly, silently affirming his reference to her.
Nie Zhengchu breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed his guess had been correct.
Cheng Qiu’s eyes sparkled; she’d never imagined that the once modestly pretty director would transform into someone so captivating, even making women look twice and swoon.
“Take these followers to an underground prison for close monitoring. As for that one,” Lin Nan gestured toward the bl**d Moon Team, “they’ll handle him for now.”
Nie Zhengchu and Cheng Qiu finally got a good look at the team.
Unbelievably, the director had managed to recruit a few fellow interdimensional travelers as subordinates, no wonder she could hold the enemy at bay, even without their leader.
“Nie, you’re in charge of the cleanup here. I’ll take my leave first.”
“Yes, Director.”
Lin Nan waved her hand, dismissing him without another glance.
Meanwhile, Lady Rong Ji was already squatting in the crater Bel had created upon landing.
The once-mighty Emperor now lay there, head tilted and barely conscious, bl**d streaming down his neck and pooling beneath him.
Clearly, Lady Rong Ji didn’t intend for him to d*e just yet.
In a flash, she implanted a few insect eggs inside him; the pesky little critters thrived on bl**d and quickly clogged the wound, serving as an alternate means to staunch the bleeding.
Lin Nan observed all this impassively.
Bel had brought this on himself; she had given him a chance, yet he didn’t cherish it.
So, don’t blame her for being merciless, leaving him in such a state.
“Take him with us; we’re heading to the Floating City.”
Though the Floating City lay obscured by dense mountains from the small town, ever since Lady Rong Ji had arrived, she’d peeked toward that direction whenever she had a moment.
As if doing so would allow Fu Yetian to sense her presence.
Upon hearing Lin Nan’s orders, Lady Rong Ji initially didn’t think much of it. She assumed Lin might want to interrogate him, which is why he was spared.
Regardless, being able to step foot in the Floating City again was a dream she thought was beyond reach.
So, when Lin Nan and her crew finally set foot on the Floating City, Lady Rong Ji cried like a fool, tears streaming down her face.
“Lady Rong Ji, dry your tears; there are more important things I need you to do.”
Wiping her eyes, Lady Rong Ji squeaked, “I’m ready and listening, my lord.”
“We’re heading to the central control room.”
The Floating City was filled with towering hotels and tourist facilities.
Ever since the Floating City became a landmark of Ocean City, aside from the Special Operations Bureau occupying a piece of land, the rest was turned over to the public, as tourism income helped offset the immense losses during the war.
Thus, this was also one of the reasons the bureau was so well-loved.
Therefore, the moment Lin Nan and company appeared in the Floating City, countless tourists and citizens flocked to catch a glimpse of their glamorous director.
Lin Nan remained nonchalant, her face icy, showing not an ounce of grace to her fans.
Police rushed to maintain order, clearing a path for the group as they made their way to the central control room.
“Lady Rong Ji, your wish is about to come true.”
