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Chapter 111 Two People, Different Yet Similar

After Corday loaded the Blood Empress and was piloted by Nangong Chiyue, the battle situation was completely reversed.

Previously, Nangong Chiyue needed to transform to kill the werewolf cleanly, but now, when they encountered it again, the Blood Empress only needed to flash a spark before the werewolf's head fell to the ground, unable to rise again.

What? You're asking what to do if there are too many werewolves?

No worries, Blood Empress has nine more moves like these that are overpowered, each one being a top-tier (T0.5) skill in the current version. Her secret weapon will bring unexpected surprises to the enemy.

"cut!"

Under Nangong Chiyue's control, Corday wielded a 50-meter-long ship-slaying sword, swinging it with great force. The blood-red light stream, like the arrival of death, easily shredded all the surrounding werewolves and buildings into dust.

The left hand deals high damage, the right hand deals high damage.

Kodai hadn't felt this sense of completely overwhelming the enemy numerically in a long time.

Honestly, with something this powerful, why didn't that bastard priest give it to her sooner?

He's definitely trying to scam her out of her money.

"boom!"

With a series of explosions, the last werewolf in sight was killed by Koday's cannon. With that, the hundreds of werewolves blocking the way were finally cleared away, and the two found a brief respite.

"Haaah—finally all cleaned up. Even with such powerful equipment, I'm surprisingly tired."

Corday yawned inside the Blood Empress: "So sleepy, I want to go to bed."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Chiyue forcefully tugged at Corday's pigtails.

"babble!"

Corday looked up with a resentful expression: "What are you doing? I just said I wanted to sleep, I didn't actually mean to fall asleep."

"It's nothing," Nangong Chiyue said expressionlessly. "Anyway, it feels great, and I like it."

Corday:

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she inexplicably felt that Nangong Chiyue was becoming more and more like Ye Wen, especially in terms of making people angry.

"By the way, I haven't had a chance to ask you because I've been too busy."

Corday hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What happened to you that caused that terrible state?"

Although Nangong Chiyue is weak among the True Ancestors, she is still a True Ancestor. Only someone on Earth could beat Nangong Chiyue to this state.

This is quite rare in the depths of Prison 5.

Nangong Chiyue was silent for a moment: "It's a guy named Goodzowin."

"Gudzowin?!"

Corday exclaimed in surprise, "You've already met him?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Nangong Chiyue nodded and asked.

Corday told everything she knew.

Nangong Chiyue fell silent after hearing this.

A few seconds later, she replied calmly, "Really? Oh, I see."

If the sudden appearance of the evil god Scarlet's aura was also Goodzowen's doing, then her current contact with Corday is the result of Goodzowen's manipulation, one of his already achieved goals.

Souls that should have gone to heaven but ended up in hell, and souls that should have gone to hell but ended up in heaven.

What happens when two mistakes pile up together?

Nangong Chiyue felt that she should get away from Corday immediately.

However, after a few seconds, she shook her head.

If she were to leave now, she would be no different from being dead in her weakened state. Any random corpse could kill her. The Blood Empress would be useless without a pilot, and Corday's combat strength would be negligible.

That would have been the end of it.

The Blood Queen is an armory transported by Father Corday; she represents their hope for a comeback. Their current task is to maintain maximum effort, kill Goodzowin, destroy the factory, and bring this series of events that have disrupted their lives to a complete end.

This is what they should be doing.

Thinking of this, Nangong Chiyue gripped her twin ponytails tightly: "Get ready, Corday, I'm about to accelerate."

Corday: "? Wait a minute, I haven't—"

Corday's objections were futile, because her body was already in the shape of Nangong Chiyue.

With the twin tails in control, the wings of light behind the Blood Empress fully unfolded, and Corday's voice disappeared in the roar of the armor moving. At this moment, she was like a great fortune, moving in a straight line and destroying everything in her way. In the blink of an eye, she arrived at the place where Nangong Chiyue had escaped earlier, which was also the location of Goodzowen.

He remained there, sitting in the center of the annihilation, watching the Blood Empress leap from the sky and land in front of him.

"Oh, you've arrived."

Goodzowin stood up from his chair: "It's faster than I expected. Hmm, is this the new equipment? I knew it."

"He's really handsome."

Looking at his nonchalant demeanor, Corday was somewhat puzzled: "He's Goodzowin? Why is he a little different from what I imagined?"

In her imagination, shouldn't Goodzowin be a giant werewolf who is nearly three meters tall?

Why does this look like an ordinary middle-aged man wearing a mask?

"If he isn't Goodzowin, then there's probably no one else in this factory who is Goodzowin."

Nangong Chiyue took a deep breath. The fact that Gudezowen was not surprised to see the Blood Empress made her feel inexplicably panicked. So, abandoning those trivial matters, Nangong Chiyue launched an attack.

"Here we go, Corday!"

"Okay, Nangong Chiyue!"

"This is—our battle!"

Accompanied by passionate shouts, the Blood Empress's jet-black body emitted a blood-red glow, a symbol of energy being channeled to its limit. The cannons and swords mounted on her arms merged into one, transforming into a gun-sword mode, which was the Blood Empress's maximum output.

In an instant, I'll take care of you!

"Hah!" Nangong Chiyue's voice overlapped with Corday's, and she wielded a spear and sword powerful enough to shatter everything, launching a fatal blow at Goodzowin.

Goodzowin made no move, only smiling as he watched Nangong Chiyue and Corday. The Blood Empress's slash reached his forehead, about to completely sever it.

boom!

The gun and sword grazed Goodzowin's body and then strangely struck the floor tiles on the other side.

Nangong Chiyue: "?"

Corday: "?"

In this situation, where the shot is already close to the face, what is the probability of missing?

It must be a very slim number, right?

But it happened anyway.

Or rather, they didn't miss at all, it was—

Nangong Chiyue made a decisive move, abandoning close-range attacks, compressing her energy, and unleashing an annihilation energy pulse at Goodzowen.

This time it was even more outrageous. When the beam was aimed and fired, the position had already deviated. The beam still grazed Goodzowin's body and pierced through the wall behind him.

Something's not right. Something's not right.

Unease began to spread. Nangong Chiyue controlled Corday, who piloted the Blood Empress and unleashed a dazzling combo at Goodzowin that was not even seen in fighting games.

However, all of them are wood.

No matter how fierce or flashy the moves are, in the end, they will all miss in various bizarre ways, and no matter what, they will be unable to reach him.

Nangong Chiyue and Ke Dai both showed expressions of shock.

They considered many possibilities: a quick victory, a pyrrhic victory, a quick defeat, or a crushing defeat, but they never imagined such an absurd situation.

What the heck is it that I can't hit anything at all?

This is no longer a problem with the pilot, but a problem with the aircraft itself.

Could it be that—

Suddenly, the Blood Empress stopped moving.

It wasn't that Nangong Chiyue stopped operating, but rather that Goodzowen raised his hand.

The next second, he casually waved his hand, and the Blood Empress was flung away like a garbage bag, slamming hard against the wall.

"Haven't you figured it out yet?"

"Your attacks cannot reach me."

"Because I am the administrator of the Blood Empress."

"Impossible!" Corday was the first to retort. "The Blood Empress is the pinnacle of weaponry for the Holy Covenant Church, a secret weapon specially sent by the priest. You can't—no, no?"

Corday was stunned.

Because in front of her, "Goodzowin" removed his hood, revealing a disheveled but incredibly familiar face to Corday.

"God——Father?"

Corday murmured, "Are you kidding me?"

Beneath the mask appeared the face of the priest, the one who had led Corday into the Covenant Church.

"It's me, no doubt about it."

The priest smiled calmly, his cloudy eyes bloodshot, yet carrying a joy that could not be erased.

"To see the two of you on the same side right now, working together to fight me, that rising synchronization, that merging of souls, fills me with joy, boundless joy."

"All my hard work has paid off. I love you all, I love everything about you."

"The pain I felt back then has become insignificant."

Seeing Corday's devastated face, the priest smiled and said, "After all, splitting the same pure soul in two, sending one half to hell and the other to heaven, is a very difficult thing for me."

"Fortunately, I succeeded."

Welcome home.

He opened his arms wide: "My children."

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