Advanced Monster

All the adventures that had stayed at the dungeon site were dead. They had the chance to live long lives, but their fates were changed on this day, when they chose to stay.

"I don't particularly like killing humans, but I'd rather do it than burn in hell for half a millennia. It's just your bad luck that brought you here to die." The pale-skinned, eleven-year-old girl said, sighing.

She waved her hand, releasing the cold mist, before stealthily leaving the scene. After leaving the scene, she didn't find any guards patrolling the area around the dungeon gate—this meant there were no possible witnesses that could've seen the killing of those ten adventures. The ordinary humans stayed away from the dungeon gates, while the adventures already considered the dungeon cleared and wouldn't waste their time going there again.

She entered the crowd that was walking through the streets, and silently walked with them, but if you looked at every place she took a step, you could see the ground turn a small tint of blue before vanishing, but with the street being so crowded, no one could see it.

After walking through the crowd for a while, she found an abandoned building that looked like it hadn't been used in years and entered it. Once she was inside, she went to the window, facing the street she was just on.

"I'm sorry." She flicked her hand.

Boom!

The entire street, where hundreds of civilians walked through, was now filled with large ice spikes. Hundreds of humans were killed, as blood spattered all over. Crying could be heard from all over, but no one was there to respond as they were all going through their own tragedy of a loss.

Aurora felt sorry for what she did—this was visibly seen by the sadness on her face, but she stopped herself from crying as she had no right to cry for the massacre she had just committed. She didn't want to see what she had done any longer, so she left the room she was in. She searched the abandoned building and found a secret area where there wasn't any dust.

She created a bed of ice and lied on it. It wasn't comfy, but it was far better than lying on the ground.

She checked her status to stop thinking about the massacre she had just committed.

[Name: Aurora (Weakened)]

[Race: Demi Goddess, Succubus Empress, Snow Girl]

[Sex: Female]

[Titles: First Universe Tier, Daughter of Chaos and Order, Empress of Lust, Submissive, Sex Demon Slayer, Creator of Neko Succubus, Incubus Genocider, Incester, Brutal Killer, Monster Genocider, Diligent Worker, Lazy Ass, Empress of Sloth, Empress of Diligence, Gorgan Servant Slayer, Ant Genocider, Guild Master Of The Moonlight Guild, Last Snow Girl, Advanced Monster (582/1000) Humans Killed)

[All stats will be reset until the host finishes the quest]

[Level: 20-36]

[HP: 1,350/1,350 (True Value 1 Billion)]

[MP: 477/2,000 (True Value 10 Billion)]

[SE: 1,992,050/1,992,050 (Locked)]

[STR: 15-33]

[VIT: 15-33]

[INT: 40-60]

AGI: 29-49]

[DEX: 20-38]

[DEF: 16-34]

[CHA: 2,002,084 (Locked)]

[Unassigned Stat Points: 112-0]

[Balance: 42.45 Million USD]

[All Stats are weakened drastically due to Order and Chaos's Punishment]

[All Succubus-related/sin-related skills are locked until the host completes the quest]

[Magic: Ice Magic - Tier 2, Snow Magic - Tier 2]

[Magic Skills: Void Shift, Void Step, Freezing, Cold Breath, Cold Mist]

[Active Skills: Future Sight, Imperceptibility]

[Passive Skills: Omni Weapon Proficiency, Regeneration, Cold Presence]

[Arts: Assassination Arts]

[Perception Skills: Danger Detection, Extrasensory Perception, Thermal Perception]

[Resistance Skills: Cold Immunity]

After checking her status, she closed it and lied back on the ice bed, resting her head on the ice pillow, where she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

* * *

As Aurora slept peacefully in an abandoned building, she was unaware of three helicopters that landed near the street where the massacre occurred.

Twenty people stepped out of the helicopter. One of the twenty people was a man who looked like he was in his early thirties. His head was full of short black hair that was scattered all around his forehead.

He gave off a strong aura, wearing a long black coat on top of black pants. The collars on his coat remained standing, hiding the scar that ran down the back of his neck.

From the front, he wore a gray shirt that had a golden chained badge hanging on the left side of it, and both of his hands were covered in black gloves. Both of his shoulders had a golden star badge. Those badges were signs of his rank.

"Spread out and get to work." The black-haired man commanded as his eyes gazed at the scene in front of him.