Crowning the SSS Guide

Chapter 106 Falling in love and killing each other
"Do you need help?" Chan Yi asked Fu Guang with some ups and downs in her tone.

Fu Guang blinked her eyes. Why wouldn't she be happy to have an S-level guide simply purify the sentinels for her?

"Okay." The girl's voice was sweet and cute, as if she didn't care at all. No, she didn't care at all.

Chan Yi looked at the girl's expression and understood what Fu Guang was thinking. She inadvertently thought: Maybe the sentinel is just a useful knife to her, and naturally she doesn't care who repairs the knife. It's a good idea.

She remembered that the appearance of the Guardian Sentinel had nourished the lives of countless White Tower guides and was a piece of flesh bitten off from the military.

Military sentries must obey the orders of the military, but the first priority of a guard sentry is to obey the orders of his guide, and the guide obeys the White Tower. This is obviously contradictory.

The White Tower used to be not the political center that competes with the military like it is now, but a cage that was used to imprison guides in the name of protection.

What about the guides of the past? They held a high and mighty position, cherished and protected, but they were like beautifully wrapped gifts in a display case, waiting to be picked, exploited, and imprisoned by the sentinels.

It's like a piece of fragrant meat, everyone wants to take a bite, and you can't stop them.

As a guide, isn't it my duty to purify the Sentinels? The teachings within the White Tower are similar: dedication and no regrets.

Equal personality, what is freedom? How can you believe it just because I tell you so? You are the perfect victim.

Chan Yi suddenly recalled a sentence in her mind, which made her purse the corners of her lips. Her purple eyes were like a terrifying abyss, wanting to swallow people. Even though a long time had passed, she had never forgotten this sentence.

Just like a pig waiting to be bred, it has no right to choose its owner. It will be matched when the time comes. Even if the matching sentry dies, the guide will be taken back to the White Tower to continue matching until it dies or no longer has the ability to be a guide.

Chan Yi couldn't help but think of the distant past. Her eyes fell on Fu Guang. Just as Leng Ying said, it was a really good trick.

It would be great if all guides had such means.

Hearing the girl's voice agreeing, the illusory spiritual power suddenly took on a physical form, suddenly condensing into a ball of purple mist, enveloping the little light elf. In an instant, a powerful killing intent erupted, as if facing a mortal enemy.

"Don't worry, it's a normal process." Yu Ran looked at the girl's fingertips and said casually, "If he died, would you be sad?"

Fu Guang was taken aback by the sudden question, but he quickly and firmly said, "He can't die."

At least, she cannot die within a year and cannot break her oath.

"Oh."

The purple cloud hit violently, and the black lumps on the elf's body shattered under such violent impact and were covered by the purple cloud.

After the elf went through such a violent manner, the golden mental power dissipated from its body. The elf swayed unsteadily and seemed to be about to dissipate.

Xiguang's outstretched wings trembled along with his body, and a low, hoarse voice rolled out of his throat.

Even when thousands of swords were approaching him before, he never cried out in pain. Fu Guang thought that he had no sense of pain.

Xiguang knelt down suddenly, but he still used one hand to protect the girl sitting on his forearm. Fuguang didn't feel any bumps.

She looked at the face that was looking at Xiguang from between the silver hair. The person had his eyes tightly closed, and all she could hear was the crunching sound of his teeth clenched tightly.

"You're quite a tough nut to crack." Fu Guang heard Yu Ran say that. It didn't sound like a compliment. The coldness was almost on the surface, unlike the gentle Senior Yu Ran who called her "little sun".

Fu Guang glanced back. Yu Ran noticed the girl was looking at her and smiled gently at the guide, her lips curved and her cheeks had two dimples, not at all like the person who had just said that.

Xiguang's wings were tensed, and pain seeped out from the cracks in his bones, like a rope around his neck, tightly wrapping him up, making it airtight and impossible to escape. All the damage suffered by his spiritual body was transmitted to him.

Every nerve felt like it was being pricked by silver needles, the pain was more intense than being pierced by thousands of swords. His temples kept throbbing, and there was a winding trail of blood under the jade mask, sliding down his neck.

Purification at such times is no less than punishment.

Fu Guang wagged her tail, trying to move away. With neuralgia, any contact with the skin hurt. Her sitting on Xi Guang's arm was like a branding iron, doing nothing more than exacerbating the pain. As soon as she moved, Xi Guang suddenly looked up, his pale golden eyes bloodshot as he stared at her intently.

The overwhelming pain had drowned his limbs in agony, leaving him unable to move. However, he still didn't want the girl to leave, even though it would be more painful.

Chan Yi stared coldly at the temporary guardian sentry of the little sun.

Through the continuous efforts of the high-level guides, the guides finally broke through the layers of blockades, not only taking the White Tower back, but also gaining the upper hand, forcing the military to sign the White Tower Law to protect the low-level guides.

The guard sentry also signed the contract at that time. It was called guarding, but it was actually a dedication. He would dedicate everything he had to the guide.

Naturally, most guides would also treat it as their own property. Guides are extremely sensitive to mental power and have their own sense of territory like sentinels. They do not like their guardian sentinels to be touched by other guides, let alone purified.

So in this case, it is better for the sentry to die.

Of course, even if his guide was soft-hearted, other guides would give him an unforgettable experience that he would never forget.

Tell the sentinel in this way that all the sweetness you can get can only be given by your own guide.

In times of crisis, letting the mutated sentinels die is also a good choice. After all, with a wave of the high-level guide, countless sentinels will flock to them. If they die, they die, and there will be another one.

In today's era of interstellar wars, the living control everything, and the dead have no rights. Naturally, no one speaks for the dead.

Just like some high-level sentinels let low-level guides die to protect themselves: high-level guides also have the custom of letting sentinels die to preserve the guides' own strength.

Because once the guide loses her combat effectiveness, these sentinels who usually keep their claws restrained will unleash their claws on her and counterattack like they did when she was at a lower level. No guide wants to experience that humiliation and sorrow again.

Chan Yi's purple eyes were blurred, which was the mark of her era.

This is a curse. Low-level guides are ignored by high-level sentinels. When low-level guides become high-level guides, they will also ignore the lives of sentinels.

Hatred is deeply ingrained in their genes, but due to physiological reasons that guides and sentinels are naturally attracted to each other, they have no choice but to fight the enemy together in this dangerous era.

But the hatred never ends. The experience of fighting the enemy together is real, the gratitude of being protected is real, the love when getting along is real, but the hatred is also real.

Even with all the love and hate, in real life, guides and sentinels still have to get along.

The sentinels themselves were evolved as "weapons", and the weakness of the guides was vividly demonstrated in the past. No guide wanted to go back. They were imprisoned, humiliated, exploited, and their flesh and blood were devoured.

If both parties want to gain the upper hand in this twisted relationship, they have no choice but to... Chapter 106: Love and hate each other.

The winner takes it all, the loser gives it all.

Just like two rattlesnakes entangled with each other, one of them must die in the end to extinguish the hatred that is always burning in their blood.

Chan Yi looked at the strange girl. Fu Guang was different. Her eyes were so bright and dazzling, and she was only looking into the distance.

The hatred of her past life no longer flowed in her blood, as if she had never accepted the spiritual power that remained in the air after her guide's unwilling death.

No matter how small the fireflies are, they will shine brightly when gathered together. The spiritual energies of the guides, dead and alive, intertwine and permeate the spiritual energy, carving out an everlasting hatred.

She is different, and perhaps she can bring some good changes to a world that is about to perish.

Even if it's bad, it doesn't matter. We just die together.

　Hahaha, I feel like everyone who wrote this is perverted.

　　(End of this chapter)