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[HSRGSS] Chapter 72: Being Ignored by Me Is the Luckiest Thing to Ever Happen in Your Life
🕑 Added 2025-08-01 00:06:22 +0000 UTCArmed with daggers and hidden weapons in their hands, a group of Cleaners surged toward Castorice with cautious, disciplined movements, for when facing someone with special abilities, they would never underestimate them or let their guard down.
As soon as Castorice realized that these people had openly declared their intent to kill her, she naturally would not just sit and wait for death.
In the next moment, with a wave of her left hand, the divine authority of the Death Titan appeared, granting the equality of death to all living beings.
In that instant, the Cleaners at the front had no idea what was happening before they suddenly collapsed to the ground, turning into butterflies and vanishing on the spot.
"What happened?"
"What did she do?"
All the surviving Cleaners, seeing something strange happening to their comrades, immediately retreated and did not dare act recklessly.
Caenis, who watched the spectacle, frowned, sensing that this holy maiden was not as simple as she had thought.
Clearly, this so-called Holy Maiden of Resurrection seemed to be able to do more than just resurrect others—she could send people's souls away directly as well.
"I see... You're not a holy maiden at all!" Caenis suddenly shouted with an angry expression. "You're a witch! A witch who brings death!"
Of course, this was mainly aimed at the residents of Okhema hiding in the distance.
"Fire your arrows! Don't get close to her!"
As soon as Caenis gave this order, a Cleaner immediately pulled out a sleeve crossbow and aimed it at Castorice.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Over a dozen finely crafted arrows immediately shot out—they clearly wouldn't stop until Castorice was dead.
However, in that very moment, two figures suddenly appeared before Castorice.
Clang!
Clang! Cling! Clang! Cling!
As the arrows were already just inches away, a slender finger flicked lightly, and with a metallic sound, one arrow was knocked aside, precisely striking the rest of the incoming arrows.
Everyone saw a young man in a black chiton with one shoulder exposed appear, holding the hand of Aglaea.
In an instant, it was as if the earlier chaos was not even worth reporting.
Aglaea holding hands with a man—that was the real news.
Meanwhile, when Castorice saw Lucian and Aglaea holding hands, although she did not say anything and looked calm outwardly, she felt a bit uncomfortable inwardly.
At this moment, she didn't know why, but she really wanted to break the two apart, keeping one by her side and sending the other to the south.
"Cas, are you okay?"
Ignoring the Cleaners and Caenis, Lucian let go of Aglaea's hand, looked at Castorice, and asked with concern.
"Mm, I'm fine." Castorice gently shook her head and gave him a soft smile. "You also know these kinds of people can't hurt me."
Hearing this, Lucian nodded and did not ask further.
In the next moment, he swept his gaze over the Cleaners, then finally at Caenis.
"Well, well, the Council of Elders was rather respectful at first, so I ignored you all." Lucian said slowly, his eyes growing colder with each word. "Soon, you will come to realize that being ignored by me is the luckiest thing to ever happen in your life."
As soon as these words fell, he casually stomped his right foot, and at once, the arrows on the ground began to float as if gripped by an invisible force before shooting out in an instant.
Pu-chi! Pu-chi! Pu-chi! Pu-chi!
In just 0.1 seconds, while everyone was still digesting Lucian's words, the arrows had already pierced through all the Cleaners' heads, and only Caenis was left alive.
"W-What happened? What did you do?!"
Caenis suddenly felt a chill run down her spine—it was as if the god of death himself had descended.
Step-Step-Step—
Lucian slowly walked toward Caenis, his footsteps echoing strangely, like the ticking clock of her death.
"If you don't want to die that much, I will give you the blessing of Abundance and let you enjoy endless life, just as you wished."
As soon as Lucian reached Caenis, he gripped the top of her head and bestowed the blessing of Abundance upon her without hesitation.
Caenis instantly felt alive again, completely free from the sensation of old age and impending death, but before she could rejoice or even wonder why he was doing this, a flash of light appeared before her eyes and vanished just as quickly.
Right after that, her line of sight suddenly rose as the man before her grabbed her hair and lifted her up.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
Caenis tried to speak, but to her dismay, she found herself unable to make a proper sound.
At the same time, the hiding residents stared at Caenis in terror, their faces frozen in horror—because at this moment, her severed head was in Lucian's hand, yet she could still let out muffled sounds, clearly still alive.
Who wouldn't be scared out of their mind by this nightmarish scene?
"Rejoice, your damned memories won't make it to the next you." Lucian's indifferent voice echoed slowly. "I will make you witness the destruction of the Council of Elders with your own eyes."
Seeing the helpless and terrified Caenis, Lucian clicked his tongue, then calmly walked toward Aglaea.
Watching him approach while holding Caenis's severed head, Aglaea's heart couldn't help but skip a beat at this gruesome sight. It was not as though she had never seen such bloodshed before, but his heavy, murderous intent truly startled her.
Clearly, he was a gentle and refined young man, whose smile had always been warm and comforting—so why did he now seem like a demon?
At this moment, Aglaea couldn't help but feel that Lucian was even more terrifying than the black tide.
"Where's the Council of Elders?" Lucian asked calmly as he gazed at the silent Aglaea. "Take me there."
"Follow me." Aglaea nodded and immediately turned to guide him, afraid to risk disaster and become the next severed head on display.
However, this also meant that her earlier instinctive fear when spying on Lucian back in the nearby forest had been correct all along.
Castorice, without saying a word, silently followed close by Lucian's side, unwilling to let him face the enemy alone.
Before long, the three of them arrived near a tall structure, the entrance to the district reserved exclusively for the Council of Elders.
Lucian tossed Caenis's severed head to the ground and nudged it with his foot, making sure this elder could witness the destruction of the Council of Elders with her own eyes.
Thanks to the blessing of Abundance sustaining her brain, Caenis would not die so quickly. Yet without a body—reduced to nothing but a head—she could do nothing but watch as everything unfolded before her.
"Agy, Okhema will belong to you from now on."
As soon as these words fell, Lucian raised his hand and unleashed the power of the Path—Imaginary energy instantly condensed above, forming a massive, ethereal golden finger in the sky.
It was actually Lucian's own self-created move—he named it the Abundance Heaven-Imprisoning Finger, inspired by the novels he had read in his original world.
Seeing the ethereal finger suspended overhead, Aglaea was stunned.
She couldn't help it—that finger was so enormous, nearly as large as the giant figure of Kephale!
If it fell, wouldn't it destroy Okhema instantly?
"Luci—Lord Lucian... this..."
Aglaea dared not call Lucian directly by name, fearing he might destroy Okhema in a fit of anger.
"Don't worry."
Lucian calmly glanced at Aglaea before pressing the massive finger down toward the ground.
Meanwhile, Lygus, who was in the middle of a discussion with the other elders in the district, quickly looked up as he sensed the energy from the Path of Abundance.
"Hmm? What is that?! How could there be Abundance here?!"
Unfortunately, before he could even process what had happened—
BOOOOM—!!!
As a deafening, explosion-like sound tore through the air and a violent tremor shook Okhema, the entire Council of Elders district was instantly flattened.
Aglaea, who saw this, widened her eyes, feeling terrified.
It was only natural, because there had been nearly ten thousand people in there—good or evil—all of them were killed!
Yet despite such overwhelming power, not a single other area was actually affected, which made her marvel at Lucian's precise control and ruthless methods.
"Ugh…"
Caenis's severed head was sent rolling by the shockwave, tumbling several times across the ground. By chance, it came to rest upright, allowing her to see the former district of the Council of Elders—now nothing but flat earth.
Now, she finally understood the meaning of Lucian's earlier words.
Being ignored by him was truly the luckiest thing ever, because when he actually paid attention to you, you were either a friend or a corpse.
"You know, back in the past, I had a nickname: the Butcher of Amphoreus." Lucian slowly walked up to Caenis, smiling calmly. "I earned it by killing three hundred thousand people."
Upon seeing his smile and hearing his words, Caenis instantly felt a terrifying chill unlike anything she had ever experienced in her life, and more importantly, she truly regretted ever provoking this butcher.
As Lucian's shadow loomed over Caenis's severed head, a size-42 foot came down and crushed her skull without mercy.
Splat!
Caenis's brain fragments splattered everywhere, yet not a single drop stained Lucian's shoes.
Just like that, the moment Caenis died, the Council of Elders of Okhema came to an end.
"Lucian... He did it all for me..."
Gazing gently at Lucian's back, Castorice quietly murmured to herself, feeling deeply moved.
Because the Council of Elders had wanted to kill her, Lucian slaughtered them for her sake, staining his hands with their blood.
Just as Lucian had told her before—"If someone tricks you like before, just leave them to me. I'll drag them back before you and make them confess their sins."
At this moment, Castorice felt no pity or sorrow for the dead, but only gratitude and warmth toward Lucian.
Aglaea, on the other hand, stared blankly at Lucian, as if she saw the shadow of Imperator Cerydra in him—that same iron-blooded ruthlessness, the kind that silenced even the Council of Elders.
However, compared to Cerydra, Lucian was undoubtedly a hundred times more ruthless, not even leaving a single elder alive.
"So many innocent people, and even the spies I sent in... Haahh..." Aglaea murmured helplessly, feeling genuinely pained.
After all, the district had not only contained the Council of Elders but also some ordinary citizens who knew nothing, as well as the spies she had sent.
Knowing they died like that, she did not know whether to cry, to laugh, or to feel angry at Lucian for dragging them into this.
Just then, Lucian walked up to the two women and calmly spoke.
"Cas, call their souls here."
"Agy, you be the judge."
"Let the good be resurrected, and let the wicked never reincarnate."
