Devouring the starry sky, the clone evolves into a primordial behemoth.

Chapter 38 The Promise Under the Moon

When Chen Mo returned to the team, Tang Jin and the others looked at him with some surprise.

"Xiao Mo, you seem to have changed." Tang Jin looked at him with some surprise, her voice still gentle as water.

"Yes, it's different now." Tang Long nodded with a smile.

Although Leng Yan didn't speak, his expression was exactly the same as that of the Tang siblings.

Chen Mo touched his cheek. "Have I changed? Maybe I've gotten even more handsome?"

"You're so vain." Tang Jin chuckled, completely putting her worries about Chen Mo to rest.

Next, the Black Angel Squad resumed their hunting expedition in the wilderness. Although Song Zilin was missing, Chen Mo had made significant improvements, so they continued to target low-level lord-class monsters and even mid-level lord-class monsters.

Chen Mo's mastery of movement techniques and swordsmanship at the realm of intent was thoroughly solidified through repeated battles. He even reached the point where he could kill a lord-level monster head-on with just his close combat skills, which made Tang Long and the others exclaim that he was monstrous.

……

Just three days after Song Zilin left, in a dilapidated villa in City 013, only a few hundred kilometers away from City 006, the High God of War Zhao Qi received a phone call.

After a brief exchange, a young voice on the other end of the phone asked:

"Godfather, what do you think I should do?"

"From what you're saying, it seems that the girl from the Song family has developed genuine feelings for him. If we want to completely sever her hopes, then there's only one way..." Zhao Qi didn't finish his sentence, but even a fool could understand what he meant.

"Godfather, it can't be that bad, can it? Maybe things will get better once they lose contact and time passes?" The voice on the other end of the phone sounded hesitant.

"Bullshit! That kid has great talent. Once he enters the War God Reserve Camp, he'll definitely be a high-ranking officer in the Chinese military. He'll inevitably have frequent contact with the Song family. How can you be at ease with that?" Zhao Qi said with a laugh.

"But he is, after all, a genius under the special protection of the Chinese military. Wouldn't killing him incur retaliation from the military?" The person on the other end of the phone was still hesitant.

"Revenge? I'd need to know who killed him first. If I wanted to kill that kid, I'd have a million ways to keep it a secret. You know nothing about your godfather's abilities," Zhao Qi said calmly, sporting a large bald head.

"Don't worry, he's just a high-level warrior, killing him is no big deal."

"A high-level warrior at nineteen is rare, but not unusual. Becoming a junior war god will be easy, but whether he can become a mid-level war god is still unknown."

Zhao Qi spoke in a nonchalant tone, perhaps to him killing a high-ranking general was no different from killing a chicken.

If it were merely a matter of fast cultivation speed, such geniuses would be commonplace during the Great Nirvana period. People like Hong and Lei Shen even reached the level of surpassing the God of War in just a few years.

Looking at it this way, a nineteen-year-old senior general really isn't anything special.

Clearly, the person on the other end of the phone hadn't thoroughly investigated Chen Mo's true strength and potential.

Not to mention the matter of mental cultivators, even the cultivation of the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade to the fourth level could not be detected. It seems that the Chinese military has done a very good job in maintaining secrecy in this regard.

If Zhao Qi had known this undiscovered information, he might not have dared to rashly decide to kill such a young man with terrifying potential.

Perhaps due to preconceived notions, he believed that a nineteen-year-old senior warrior was already extremely rare and qualified enough to enter the War God Reserve Camp, so he did not think about other aspects.

"Just send me his city and location, as well as his physical characteristics. Don't worry about anything else," Zhao Qi instructed before hanging up the phone.

Soon, the communication watch vibrated again, and a message appeared on the screen: "City 006, 80 miles south of the city center, Country Garden residential area."

The message was accompanied by a full-body photo of a young man.

Upon seeing the message sent so quickly, Zhao Qi suddenly shook his head and smiled.

"This kid, trying to pull this on me. The purpose of calling me is just to use me to get rid of his love rival, and he's trying to hide it from me."

"There's nothing I can do. I don't have a son of my own, only this one godson. My teacher has been kind to me, so I'll just be the one to take the fall for my own son."

"Killing a high-level general in the wilderness is a simple matter of using a few tricks; you don't even need to take action yourself."

……

In the wilderness, the sky darkens very quickly at dusk.

After completing their final hunt, the Black Angels team prepared to rest for the night before setting off back to their base the following day.

They had spent almost half a month in the wilderness, and their monster materials were completely overflowing, even though they had only collected materials from the most valuable high-level beast generals and lord-level monsters. Clearly, their hunt had been quite fruitful.

After enjoying the delicious roasted meat prepared by Tang Jin, the group returned to their rooms in the abandoned hotel to rest.

Tang Jin volunteered to keep watch, since she had contributed the least among the group during this hunt.

Unable to fall asleep, Chen Mo walked out of his room and saw Tang Jin sitting alone on the balcony, chin in hand, lost in thought.

Tonight is the middle of the lunar month, and the bright moonlight shines on Tang Jin as if draping her in a thin veil, making her already graceful and charming figure even more captivating.

"What are you thinking about?" Chen Mo walked to her side and asked softly.

"Do you think that when people die, they really go to another world?" Tang Jin murmured, not turning her head, but continuing to look at the moon in the sky.

"Maybe." Chen Mo thought about his past and present lives and felt a little dazed for a moment.

"Then, if I die, will I be able to see my deceased parents again?" Tang Jin turned to look at Chen Mo, her eyes filled with undisguised sorrow.

Chen Mo was at a loss for words. He hadn’t expected that Tang Jin’s parents had already passed away, and a wave of pity washed over him.

Scenes from when he first met Tang Jin to the present flashed through his mind. Her gentleness, kindness, and thoughtfulness always made him feel warm and comfortable.

But to find out that such a kind woman had such a background, he felt that God was truly unfair to people.

He took two steps closer and reached out to grasp Tang Jin's slender hand, which was gloved with ice silk. Only in front of the gentle and kind-hearted Tang Jin would he dare to be so presumptuous.

Tang Jin rolled her eyes at Chen Mo, who had once again blatantly taken advantage of her, and a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes. She let him hold her hand without trying to break free.

"Sister, do you believe that people can be resurrected?" Chen Mo had no intention of taking advantage of Tang Jin at this moment, but looked very seriously into Tang Jin's clear, autumn-water-like eyes.

"Is that possible?" Tang Jin shook her head slightly and sighed softly.

She knew Chen Mo wanted to comfort her, but how could she believe such words?

"If I told you that if someone is powerful enough to reverse time, they could resurrect their deceased loved ones from the river of time, would you believe me?" Chen Mo knew Tang Jin would find it hard to believe, but he still asked very seriously.

Tang Jin sensed that he was serious, so she looked up and met his gaze, seeing the unparalleled determination and sincerity in his eyes.

"I believe you." For some reason, Tang Jin actually believed Chen Mo's words, even though they were so absurd.

But soon, Tang Jin's expression darkened again. She looked at the distant wilderness, "However, who is powerful enough to have the ability to reverse time?"

"There must be." Chen Mo's tone was as firm as ever. "If it doesn't exist on Earth, who can guarantee it doesn't exist in the universe? The universe is vast; there are only things we can't imagine, nothing that doesn't exist."

"If, and I mean if, one day I were to come into contact with such a being, I would definitely beg him to help you resurrect your parents. Even if no one is willing to help, I will step into that realm myself and bring your parents back to you."

Facing Tang Jin at this moment, Chen Mo made a seemingly vague promise, but only he himself knew what this promise meant.

He believed that one day he would reach that level, for himself and for the promise he made tonight.

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