I found a belt in the Honkai Impact 3rd world.

But the expression on his face after he took off his mask...

"Alas--"

Mo Mo still shivered.

Where did this domineering CEO fall in love with me come from? Quick, switch channels!

I was thinking of leaving this place as soon as possible, but Otto's final farewell still echoed in my mind.

"Come back alive, and maybe you'll gain my friendship."

Otto's friendship?

Mo Mo quickened his pace.

He doesn't care.



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Testimonials

After nearly two months, this book is finally ready to be published. Although this is my first time writing about Tang Mozi, I don't really know what to say, so I'll just ramble on.

Of course, I must first thank all the readers who have supported this book all the way to now. The book's success has far exceeded my expectations, which is a pleasant surprise. In just two months, there have been some disagreements, but they have all been resolved. I think readers who have made it this far have already accepted the book's premise. I hope you will continue to support the book in the following chapters. Although some readers will definitely choose to leave, there's nothing that can be done about it.

There's really no need to elaborate on the book itself, but I must emphasize one point here: it's definitely not a bad end, and there won't be frequent mishaps going on. It's mostly a lighthearted and enjoyable story.

Another issue that readers are concerned about is the update schedule...

I, Tang Mozi, swear here that double updates are the limit I can manage. Even if I add an extra update, it will only be an occasional one. The 996 work schedule is too much for me. I can only disappoint the readers who want to see a burst of updates. You don't want to see me lying in a hospital bed and the book being abandoned, right? By the way, if I had continued to maintain a daily update of one chapter, I could have given you a burst of updates by now (laughs).

That's about all for now. Finally, thank you all for your support.

Thank you to those who are willing to continue supporting me.

I had no choice but to leave, thank you.

Last but not least, please subscribe!

One last thing, at the very end, I'll show you the Caliber CSM belt that I bought for $900.

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36. Departure

Time passed peacefully, without the covetous eyes of the Herrschers or the threat of the Evil Ones; everything seemed like the calm before the storm. Everything seemed to have come to a temporary halt, and the final decision was to proceed to Anti-Entropy's base in Yellowstone, USA, for the next phase of the lunar mission. It was time to leave the icy wastelands of Siberia. Thinking this, Siegfried awaited the final moment of departure, until he saw a rather familiar figure. "Yo, Miss Xiaoming..." Siegfried waved, intending to greet her, but the second half of his sentence got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it. It was because he saw something missing from Mo Mo's face. "Ah?" Hearing the voice, Mo Mo raised her head, revealing a rather unpleasant expression, as if she had just had a rather unpleasant night. She actually had nightmares because of the overwhelming psychological trauma; it was a truly undeserved disaster. It was all Otto's fault! [Damn it, Li Liang, why didn't you wake me up last night?] [Meow meow meow? Didn't you tell me not to disturb your rest?] [You didn't wake me when I should have, what use are you?] [You can blame me for this?] Just as she was busy arguing with the system, Mo Mo suddenly realized that Siegfried was staring blankly at her. "W-what?" Since things had come to this, Mo Mo could only bite the bullet. After a few throat movements, Siegfried finally pointed at Mo Mo and shouted in a daze, " Theresa? But something seems off. "Theresa?" Mo Mo's azure eyes darted around, and he gave a dry, flimsy lie, "Who is she? I don't know her."

Siegfried quickly noticed something amiss.

Whether it's the size of her chest or her height, there's a configuration that Theresa can't even dream of matching. It's just that her face... The last piece of the puzzle has finally appeared. Siegfried finally realized, or rather, confirmed his guess. "You're also from the Kaslana family?" All the clues pointed to this conclusion, and Siegfried felt he was absolutely right. "Huh?" Mo Mo frowned. "Who's your family? Don't just randomly claim kinship." "You can't fool me." Siegfried said seriously, "You're full of the excellent qualities of the Kaslana." [Wait, could it be that Siegfried actually saw through my kind nature?][You're really not modest.] "Your white hair is dyed." "Your blue eyes are colored contact lenses." "Your unusually strange... training." "And your insane appetite." This... honestly, these things have absolutely nothing to do with excellent qualities, right?! What happened to the spirit of the Kaslana, who risked their lives to protect their people? Why? I won't go into that. "Anyway, I have nothing to do with the Kaslana family, don't even think about it." Seeing Siegfried about to say something, Mo Mo could only interrupt him. Anyway, I'm sticking my tongue, what can you do about it? "And that noodle dish you mentioned before..."

"Losing it, is that not allowed?" The mention of this ignited a fire of anger within Mo Mo, her pretty face immediately turning dark. "Yes, of course." Mo Mo's expression made Qi Yufei's already healed wound inexplicably throb again. "Do you have any other questions now?" "No." Qi Yufei quickly waved his hand.

"Then I'm leaving." Mo Mo's expression remained unpleasant. Watching Mo Mo, emanating a dark aura, walk further and further away, Siegfried scratched the back of his head and muttered to himself. "Could it be that 'that time of the month' is here? Why is he so grumpy?" "Oh no!" Siegfried slapped his forehead. He was supposed to be boarding the plane too; how could he have suddenly forgotten? "Hey, wait for me!!"

"Siegfried, you're late." Just as Siegfried finally arrived at his destination, Walter pushed up his glasses and calmly pronounced Siegfried's "crime"... Siegfried ultimately gave up on the matter. Mo Mo had already arrived before him, and Einstein and Tesla were also present. Even Otto unexpectedly appeared on the scene. Mo Mo seemed somewhat restless, listlessly looking around, and when his eyes met Otto's, he didn't hesitate for a moment as he continued searching for his next target. "The plane is ready, let's take off." After confirming the number of people present, Walter said calmly. "Please wait a moment, Mr. Walter." Otto suddenly opened up, "I have some confidential matters to discuss with Siegfried." Walter gave Otto a deep look, "Please hurry up." After saying that, he turned around and walked up the boarding steps first. Among those present, probably only Mo Mo knew what Otto was really up to. However, he couldn't get involved in this kind of thing; it would be bad if he were exposed. He could only pretend to know nothing and board the plane. As a temporary member of the Anti-Entropy squadron, he was naturally one of the group heading to Anti-Entropy headquarters. After boarding the plane, Mo Mo casually picked a window seat and sat down.

This express flight didn't have many passengers on board. "Then... Dr. Tesla, what's wrong?" Mo Mo, who always felt a gaze on her, turned her head and saw Tesla hurriedly look away. "Am I acting strangely?"... Tesla, caught stealing a glance, was slightly embarrassed. "She was just curious about Mo Xiaoming's mask, that's all. She was a little concerned, so she looked at it a couple more times. Don't worry about it."

Einstein answered on Tesla's behalf. "Why this question again..." Mo Mo's eyes dimmed slightly. "Please don't ask..." His expression, full of untold stories, successfully deterred any remaining curiosity, and everyone wisely refrained from delving deeper. The last passenger, Siegfried, didn't keep Mo Mo and the others waiting long, quickly boarding the plane. However, after boarding, Mo Mo felt there was something off about the way Otto looked at him. Heaven knows what Otto had told him. Had anything been clarified?

The roar of the engine interrupted Mo Mo's thoughts. The objects outside the window finally began to slowly move backward, then gradually rose into the sky, breaking through the clouds and soaring away. The few passengers remained quietly in their seats, only Mo Mo pressed his face against the window, watching the sparse clouds rushing past with great interest. [Oh, System, look, it's flying!]

[No, wait, why are you so excited? 1 [This really is my first time flying, can't I be a little excited? 1 - The novelty of the moment lingered in her heart, and Mo Mo suddenly thought of something else, [Did I have experience in the three years before that, which I don't remember? ][Guess.]...

They really haven't revealed even the smallest thing. I really don't understand what they're hiding. But I don't have the energy to dwell on that lost past now. This express flight is just a transit point. Heading to the Anti-Entropy base to board the rocket to the moon—that's the real journey. Of course, it could also be a one-way ticket with no return.

Beneath the Babbitt 1e Tower, Otto still stood in the same spot, gazing at the black dot that had vanished without a trace, a few strands of golden hair ruffled by the cold wind.

Those unrealistic words really sound like lines you would say.

But having chosen this path, can you return to Earth alive? If you can, then acknowledging your existence and value is not unreasonable. If not... Otto gave a self-deprecating laugh, turned, and left. Then you're just another real "fake."

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37. The universe is here!

"Wake up... Xiao Ming." Mo Mo, half-asleep, felt someone nudging him and groggily opened his eyes. "Dr. Einstein?" "Mo... Xiao Ming." Einstein's expressionless voice seemed to carry a hint of helplessness. "We've arrived." "Arrived?" Mo Mo rubbed his eyes. "Sorry I didn't sleep well last night... Also, Dr. Einstein, could you please remove the ellipsis next time you call me?"

Einstein paused for a few seconds, then pointed to the empty seats. "The Alliance Leader and the others have already left." "What?!" Upon understanding the implication of Einstein's words, Mo Mo instantly snapped to attention, leaping from his seat with a catapult-like movement, squeezing past Einstein, and rushing out of the open cabin door. "Bang!"

The unexpected traffic accident happened just like that. "Ouch..." Siegfried, clutching his back, stumbled forward a few steps. If he hadn't reacted quickly and grabbed the handrail to steady himself, he probably would have tumbled down the steps. He couldn't help but complain, "Are you a train?" "Huh? You guys..." Mo Mo, who had become a little more awake from the collision, realized that he had attracted everyone's attention. He awkwardly scratched his face, "Sorry, I thought you guys had already flown to heaven."

After a minor incident, Mo Mo finally set foot on this unfamiliar land. Walter had already begun arranging the next steps. "Ain, please continue to oversee the remaining matters of the moon landing. As for Tesla... please take Xiaoming to familiarize himself with..."

Here, whatever you do, don't let him act recklessly. Although he was verbally requesting Tesla's permission, Walter's gaze remained fixed on Momo. [What does he mean by this? Am I a mischievous brat who likes to cause trouble?] [He's probably worried that you're still up to no good and will continue to cause trouble.] "I've really got it sorted out. I absolutely have to go to the moon." Tesla sighed and muttered to himself, "I know, I know, why do you always give me this kind of trouble..." He nudged Mo Mo, who hadn't responded. "No problem! Lord Alliance Leader!" Mo Mo, realizing what was happening, gave a loud reply. However, the truthfulness of that statement was questionable. Nodding, Walter, leaning on his cane, left with Siegfried. Einstein didn't linger and went straight to her work station. The already sparse crowd now seemed even emptier. "Ahem, since it's the Lord Alliance Leader's order, then I, the great Dr. Tesla, will take you on a tour of this place that gathers the pinnacle of human wisdom," he said. "Feel honored. There are only a handful of people on the entire planet who can receive such an honor. You should take good care of yourself." Hey, say something too.

Tesla, who was rambling on and on like a stand-up comedian, didn't receive the expected greeting and couldn't help but turn around to look behind him. "Where is he?!" The spot where Mo Mo had been was now empty, with only a gentle breeze blowing by. He had long since vanished without a trace. What happened to not moving around recklessly?! Damn it!

The angry stomping of feet expressed his dissatisfaction and echoed continuously in the open space.

The container was punched, creating a deep crater. "This is your so-called Plan B?" Siegfried glared at the expressionless Welt, questioning, "Running away with your tail between your legs while you're fighting the Herrscher? I can't do that!"... Welt's expression was perfectly calm; this reaction was exactly what he had expected. Just like Momo last night—"The decision of which plan to choose is yours." Welt, leaning on his crutch, turned and left. "There are about six hours until launch. If you have anything you want to do, hurry up." Irregular footsteps pounded on the ground, trampling on Siegfried's heart. What a joke! Thump.

Another dent appeared on the container. "Are you going to desert?" A voice came from above. "Hey." Mo Mo flipped over the railing, landing nimbly in front of Zieg, pointing behind him, "I saw it too, that robot is so cool."

"So, you guys are going to take that trip to the moon, right? Giant humanoid robots are every man's dream, and it would be even better if they could transform." "How did you end up here?" "I sneaked in, of course," Mo Mo said nonchalantly, then changed the subject, "Otto should have already told you about it, right?" "About it?" Siegfried remembered Otto's instructions to him before they set off.

“Siegfried, now that things have come to this, there's no need for me to hide anything from you.” “What?” Siegfried, suddenly called out and left behind, felt uneasy at Otto’s mysterious expression. Past experience told him it was never good news. “That Mo Xiaoming, her true identity is a spy I planted in Anti-Entropy a long time ago.” “A spy?” This sudden turn of events left Siegfried bewildered. “To achieve her goals, she long ago abandoned her identity as a member of Kaslana. As you can see, she has gained enough trust. Ha, Walter certainly didn't expect that their carefully cultivated secret weapon has always been someone from our Destiny.” Otto still had that expression of complete control, as if victory was assured. “Is that so?” Siegfried listened, stunned. Clearly, he was almost convinced himself by Otto's words, let alone Siegfried. “From now on, you will act alongside her. Remember, you must cooperate with her arrangements, understand?”

"So who exactly is she...?" Siegfried wanted to ask more clearly. But Otto didn't answer him, only patted him on the shoulder and gave him a knowing look, letting him understand on his own. Otto suddenly thought of something and added, "She would never reveal her identity except in front of me, so you shouldn't make any pointless attempts."

“His Holiness the Bishop did give me instructions, instructing me to cooperate with your operation…” Siegfried nodded. “What do you plan to do?” “Walter doesn’t intend for me to go to the moon with him; you need to help me infiltrate.” Momo pointed behind him. “You already know Walter’s true plan, don’t you?”

That difficult choice was once again placed before Siegfried. "Bringing me along will definitely increase our chances of winning," Mo Mo confidently patted his chest. 'I'm not targeting anyone in particular, I just want to say that you all think I can take you on now!' But His Holiness the Bishop said he'd cooperate with your operation, so we'll do as you say. Mo Mo's combat prowess is undeniable; Siegfried is the most qualified to say that.

If we could have another reliable combatant like this, the chances of things turning around would undoubtedly increase significantly. "So, how do you plan for me to cooperate with you?" Simple, just...

Six hours later, night had fallen. Allahato had been loaded into the rocket, and it was time for launch. In silence, Walter and Siegfried boarded the rocket and entered the cockpit. All operations proceeded smoothly and efficiently. "Siegfried, what's wrong?" Walter noticed Siegfried's shifty eyes; was he nervous? "Cough, cough, nothing, nothing," Siegfried said, burying his face.

"Be prepared, we have no way out." Walter sighed. Finally, with a violent tremor, the rocket ascended into the night sky. Boost engines detached, rocket fairing detached, and the Alahat engine ignited. The enormous robot burst out of Earth's orbit. "Safe journey."

Listening to Einstein's communication, Siegfried finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't let your guard down, Siegfried, our mission has only just begun." Walter's expression softened slightly, but he still couldn't help but remind him.

"That's right, that's just the beginning." A third voice rang out in the cramped space. Hearing this, Walter sighed deeply and glanced behind him. A purple figure was floating aimlessly in the cabin. "When exactly did you sneak in?" "Well, there are so many equipment boxes and stuff. Just pick one and stuff me in..." Momo looked up at Walter, hanging in the air. "But..."

He was definitely not feeling well. Walter rubbed his temples, feeling a wave of mental fatigue, and then saw Siegfried sitting to the side, whistling and looking out the window. So this was a group operation after all. How did these two end up working together?

"Now that I'm already here, they can't just throw me back to Earth, can they?" Mo Mo was now emboldened. "But you must strictly adhere to the plan and absolutely cannot act recklessly again!"

With a perfunctory reply, Mo Mo drifted to the window. It was a breathtaking view that most people would never witness in their lifetime. But more than the blue planet, Mo Mo was drawn to the destination that was gradually closing in. There, something they had to face awaited them. Waiting for him.

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38. Reunion on the Moon

The journey to the moon wasn't particularly long, but with everything ready except for the final push, they needed to find a way to kill time. Eight hours still wasn't a fleeting moment. Ultimately, Momo's suggestion was adopted. "To 9," Walter said calmly, slipping the two cards in his hand into the crevice of his seat. After all, in this weightless environment, this was the only option to avoid cards flying everywhere.

"Your turn, Siegfried," Walter pushed up his glasses, reminding the frowning Siegfried.

"Em... Siegfried gritted his teeth, forcefully pulled out two cards, and said, 'I'll bomb you, you bastard!'" A silent, invisible mushroom cloud exploded in the cramped cabin, leaving Momo speechless. "You, Siegfried, are you... really? Even your bombing attempt went awry." "Ha, really? Well, I'm really sorry." Holding the few cards he had left, Siegfried scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, sorry, you think you're... okay, never mind, I almost forgot he really is Siegfried." "Alright, let's hurry up." Walter tossed his cards aside, "A straight, 5 to A." The stack of cards was inserted into the seam, leaving Walter with only one card in his hand. “I really can’t let you finish today, bomb! Four fours are revealed too.” Walter remained calm and unhurried. Mo Mo silently looked at the scattered cards in his hand, and could only pin his hopes on Siegfried. “Pair of threes! I’ve been carrying you like this, do you dare to apologize to me again?” “Pair of threes? I can’t pass,” Siegfried frowned and shook his head. “Pass.” Walter followed suit. Mo Mo silently looked at the scattered 567s in his hand. He threw down his cards in despair, “I’m not playing anymore, I give up.” Every game he played with Siegfried was a loss without exception, and the probability of playing with him was inexplicably high. To win against Siegfried, a newbie who could play four twos with two kings, was something that someone like Mo Mo couldn’t do. “Hurry up and get ready, we’re not far from the moon.” Walter also put away his relaxed and casual attitude and his expression became serious. “Yes, yes, yes.” Momo, floating in the sky, sheepishly retrieved the cards he had thrown out. The grayish-white planet seemed almost within reach, its surface clearly showing obvious craters. "I reiterate our mission plan," Walter said solemnly. "After landing on the moon, I will distract the Second Herrscher. You will use this opportunity to collect samples of Soul Steel from the lunar surface, then return to Earth on Alahato. Don't try to help me..." Siegfried lowered his head again with a complicated expression. "Understood, understood. Mission accomplished, Siegfried, right?" "Especially you," Walter said sternly to Momo. "Absolutely no more reckless actions allowed." "Yes, we will follow the plan!" "I hope you mean it." At this moment, Walter could only believe that the criminally guilty Momo could "behave" again. "There are about 10 minutes left before landing on the moon. Let's go."

Walter stood up from his chair. "Hopefully, there will be similar opportunities in the future."

Momo and Siegfried both watched Welt's departing figure in silence. Warriors heading to the front lines always need companionship. However, he wasn't wearing a spacesuit. "Siegfried suddenly realized, pointing at Welt who had already opened the hatch and gotten out," he muttered, picking up the spacesuit. Momo remained unmoved for a long time. [Can I even fight properly while wearing a spacesuit?] Momo imagined the scene—it was simply beautiful. [Spacesuit? What do you take me for? With me here, all these OW (Overlord) trash can step aside. 1... It turns out this Knight System is surprisingly useful in this regard.] "Hey, hey, hey, something's here." Siegfried patted the dazed Momo. It was a servant who had come to greet the "guest." A gray-haired "girl" descended from the sky, flapping huge wings engraved with mysterious patterns, coldly looking down at Welt. They stared at each other in silence for a moment, as if reaching some kind of consensus, and then, led by the gray-haired girl, they soared into the air in one direction. "What was that...?" Siegfried was slightly surprised to see such a being in this region. "If I'm not mistaken, it was probably the dragon-type Judgment-class horned monster Benares that brought Sirin to the moon." Momo recognized the most loyal and capable subordinate under Sirin at a glance. "Eh? A horned monster?" Siegfried looked at Momo in shock, then glanced in the direction they had gone. 'Really?' "Whatever it is, now that they're gone, it's time to begin the mission." Momo stepped off the hatch first. "Let's go." "Hey, you didn't wear spacesuits..." Siegfried's hand hovered in mid-air, then he muttered to himself, "Could humans also do this?"

...That's probably what a big shot is like.

Siegfried glanced at the spacesuit in his hand, then obediently put it on. He was the only one who couldn't leave this bulky spacesuit. With awkward steps, Siegfried followed closely behind, stepping out of the ship's door.

[I wonder how Walter is doing now...] He should be able to hold on for a while longer.

Turning around, I saw Siegfried in his spacesuit giving me a thumbs-up. It seemed the data collection was complete.

Siegfried returned to Alahato, which stood silently on the lunar surface, with the collected samples. He removed his helmet. "The collection is complete. Next?" "Isn't it obvious? Of course, we're going to rescue that guy who's planning to sacrifice himself." "He'll definitely be angry." Siegfried sighed. "But now we have no choice but to take this gamble. I'll pilot Alahato to support you."

“No, we… what do you mean?” Siegfried was taken aback, but quickly understood Momo’s meaning. “This isn’t what we agreed on at the beginning! Are you going to do something like Welt, sacrificing yourself?” “But that’s what I thought from the beginning.” Momo said matter-of-factly, “Welt is right. Rather than going all out to fight the Second Herrscher to the death, it’s better to use the technology here to deal with the Horned One. But he can’t die. If the Second Herrscher gains the knowledge and power of the Herrscher of Reason, our chances of winning will be even slimmer.” “So you’re going to die too?”

“Is there a more suitable choice than me?” Mo Mo stepped forward, aggressively poking Siegfried’s chest. “Or do you think you’re more suitable than me?” Siegfried lowered his head, clenching his fists so tightly that even his blunt nails pricked his flesh. He was much weaker than the person before him. “I’m sorry for hiding it from you, Siegfried, but this time I have no choice but to go. Even if it’s for my own selfish reasons. I know that if sacrificing oneself could save the world, neither you nor Walter would hesitate. However, this time, let me be the first one.”

"There." - A flash of light passed through, and when Siegfried looked up, he saw something that could never possibly be there.

The enormous cross appeared out of nowhere, but it simply stood there silently, and Siegfried had no reason to doubt it. It was real. But shouldn't Judas now...?

“You haven’t broken your promise, Siegfried,” Momo said, a gentle smile on his face. “You did it to save humanity, and so did I…” Something invisible choked Siegfried’s throat, and he couldn’t utter a single word. The oath of Judah, the warrior bearing the name of Kaslana… Siegfried remembered the “legend” he had heard from his elders 500 years ago. “It’s time to set off.” Momo shouldered the cross. “Bring Allahato, and don’t forget to take Walter with you.”…

Siegfried didn't ask that question until Mo Mo stepped off the hatch again. Lowering his raised right hand, Siegfried couldn't help but chuckle self-deprecatingly. "Am I being protected...?"

An ancestor from 500 years ago reappears in the world to fight for its survival... even science fiction wouldn't use such a premise. Stepping onto the moon again, Mo Mo felt a strange, indescribable feeling. [I thought you'd stop me, but you didn't say anything this time.] [Since you've made up your mind, what else is there to say?] ... [I've said it before, you never need to apologize to me, and I've also said that no matter what, I'll always be on your side, so go and die in peace.] [If there weren't any last words, I'd be quite moved...] Mo Mo shook his head with a wry smile. [But, thank you anyway.] [Stop talking nonsense, let's go!] [Let's go!] The figure carrying the cross began to move, and the robot behind him followed suit.

"That's enough, traitor." Standing solemnly in the void, Sirin arrogantly looked down at Walter, who lay motionless in the crater beneath her. "Your life has begun its countdown, girl~"

...Walter didn't reply. The pain radiating from his crumbling body was overwhelming, yet he felt a strange sense of peace. Using the properties of a pseudo-black hole, they had delayed the Second Herrscher for about an hour; they should have already left the moon. "Then, let this end your life." Sirin raised her right hand, laughing arrogantly. A massive, subsurface spear emerged from the void, aimed at Welt on the ground. Ain, Tesla, and the rest of the Four Entropies... Welt closed his eyes, calmly awaiting the end. And...Joyce...

"I didn't disappoint you, did I?" "Farewell, First Herrscher." With a sudden swing, the massive Void Spear plummeted towards Welt at a speed seemingly tearing through space. "Boom!" The impact of the Void Spear ripped through the ground, but amidst the billowing smoke, the clanging of chains echoed. "Oh!" Looking down at the figure standing on the ground, carrying the cross, amidst the smoke and dust, and Welt bound by chains beside him, Sirin's smile deepened.

"You really did come, Mo Mo Nu!" Jia Wangsheng exclaimed.

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39. Therefore, there is only one answer.

"So you did come after all, Mo Mo★Xin," a playful voice rang out. Mo Mo looked up at Xilin in the sky with a complicated expression. She was even more beautiful and powerful. But with that came an even more inflated sadistic streak and a dangerous aura. "Idiot!" A furious voice suddenly came from beside Mo Mo. "Why aren't you leaving!"

"Lord Alliance Leader, don't push yourself if you're not feeling well." Mo Mo could only force a smile. "I came here to save you. You should fly back to Earth with Sieg! Have you forgotten that you said you would follow the plan? I'm carrying out the plan now, my own plan." Mo Mo remained unmoved. "And the next step in the plan is... to send you home. Don't forget to give my regards to Dr. Einstein and Dr. Tesla." "Maybe there won't be another chance." "What are you going to do?" Walter felt the chains binding him tighten even more. "Nothing much, just sending you on your way." Momo patted Judah, "Goodbye, Walter." "Hey!" Walter didn't even have a chance to speak before two chains bound him and swept him away, gradually moving away from the battlefield. "Don't even think about escaping!" Benares, now a gray-haired girl, didn't intend to let Walter off so easily, but just as she flapped her giant wings to launch an attack, two more chains connected to golden spears blocked her path, abruptly stopping her in mid-air, glaring hatefully at Momo, the instigator. "I'm sorry, but the person blocking your way now..." Momo drew two spears, "It's me."

The high-speed chains flung Walter violently, sending him spinning wildly before he was precisely tossed into the Alahato's cabin, crashing against the wall and sliding into his seat. "Pfft—" Walter coughed up a mouthful of blood, his head lolling to the side as he slumped unconscious. Siegfried sighed, lowering his raised hand. "Looks like greetings are unnecessary..." He could vaguely see two golden lines gradually moving into the distance, returning to where they were needed. In the end, it still had to be done... With a bitter smile, Siegfried began fiddling with the control panel. "Alahato, about to activate, countdown 60, 59..." Leaning heavily against the backrest, Siegfried grabbed a bottle of liquor and gulped down a shot. The intense sensation ignited his mouth, but couldn't ignite his already cooled heart. "Lord of Anti-Entropy, if you were awake now, what would it feel like...?" No one answered. Only the cold countdown continued.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to finish off that traitor." Benares, flying in the air, turned to Sirin and pleaded. "No need." Sirin waved her hand casually, seemingly indifferent to Welt's life or death. "The First Herrscher poses no threat to me whatsoever. That's enough." "Yes." Without a moment's hesitation, Benares obediently flew back to Sirin's side. "Compared to that traitor... it's been a while since we last met, Momo." Sirin floated in the air, her long ribbons unfurling. "Seeing you brings me both pleasure and deep disappointment." Even so, Sirin seemed to be in a good mood at this moment. "Now I have to admit that you are different from those hypocritical humans. Foolish, stubborn, but you are clearly more interesting than that group of boring humans." “Cirin continued, “But… since you’re here now, blocking my way, does that mean you’ve decided to be my enemy for those insignificant ants? Using the life I gave you as a favor. Since you saved me once, this time it’s my turn to save you.” That was Mo Mo’s reply. “Isn’t that a matter of course?” Save me? Ridiculous. “Cirin smiled disdainfully. A halo of light, forming intricate patterns, suddenly shone behind her, illuminating the desolate land, its dazzling brilliance even surpassing the bustling stars in the sky. “I can draw lightning as my bow and arrow, shattering all things; I can control endless storms, sweeping across thousands of miles; I can offer the wine of death, drawing people into dreams; I can be enveloped in endless flames, a prairie fire.” "Cirin proudly raised her chin, her power, capable of changing the very fabric of the world, surging forth. "Does someone like me need to be saved? Answer me, Mo Mo!" "Is that even a question?" Mo Mo answered without hesitation. "My answer is always 'yes.'" "How arrogant!" A smirk appeared on Cilin's lips. "Right now, I am strong, stronger than anyone else, omnipotent. There is no one in this world who can stop me. If I wanted to kill you, I only needed to..." She raised her hand and lightly snapped her fingers.

"Boom!" A huge chasm instantly split open on the uneven ground, as if it had been severed by an invisible, colossal blade. "That's fine..." Mo Mo's heart had long since turned cold... Sirin suddenly changed her tone, her expression becoming unpredictable. "I've changed my mind." [Changed her mind? She doesn't plan to destroy the world anymore?] [Do you think that's possible?] It seems... unlikely. 1 "I don't plan to kill you." With a light laugh, Sirin continued, "Become my servant." "Your Majesty!!!" Benares was the first to react. "Why..." Bella. "Coldly uttering two syllables, Sirin glanced at Benares with an equally cold gaze. "Step back." After responding, Benares glared hatefully at Mo Mo, but Sirin pretended not to see it and continued, "Compared to just killing you like this, it would be a bit of a waste. After all, humans as interesting as you are indeed rare."

She raised her hand again, and a gem emerged from her palm, floating there with a dangerous glow. "This is one of the powers bestowed upon me by the gods. If you accept it, you can become a Herrscher like me, following behind me—to jointly unleash divine punishment upon that foolish and vile humanity." Sirin's eyes gleamed with an enigmatic light as she coaxed, "I believe that if it were you, you would certainly be able to withstand its power."

Was this her final act of mercy? A dangerous glint shimmered within the gem, and the faint sound of surging winds echoed in her mind. It contained immeasurable, terrifying power. [Mo Zai, it seems she values ​​you highly.]... "Then give me an answer," Sirin issued her final ultimatum. "Will you follow my example, or will you become dust in this world alongside those humans?"

Gazing at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, Mo Mo's mind flashed through a series of images. Not long, not heartwarming, not particularly memorable, but a period of time that must be etched in his memory. "So, there's only one answer..." Mo Mo grabbed the spear beside him, "I... I really can't abandon you, Sirin!"

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40. Miss Sirin's Declaration of Blade