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

The sharp spearhead was aimed at the aloof Sirin, conveying Mo Mo's resolve as well. "So, you've decided to be my enemy?" Sirin clenched her fist, the shimmering gem of desire re-entering her body. It's a pity, I gave you a chance to live, but you chose to refuse.

A strange light flickered in her eyes, and the curve of Sirin's lips remained, though it was gradually losing its warmth. "Then I have no choice but to kill you, Momo." Sirin uttered these cold words as if she were playing a game, but no one could question the seriousness in her voice... Momo gripped her spear tightly. On this land soon to become a battlefield, only the cross behind her offered her a semblance of security. Even so, Momo had already foreseen the outcome. "Your Majesty." Benares, who had been coldly observing from behind Sirin, suddenly bowed respectfully to her. "As the price for such disrespect, please allow me to behead this human as compensation." Her cold words seemed to pronounce Momo's death sentence. The blatant hostility stirred within her, making her increasingly unable to suppress the urge to act. However, this inexplicable hostility was somewhat unsettling. "No, Bella." "Cirin glanced at Benares, then slightly raised her hand to stop her. "Only him, I must deal with personally. Momo, I didn't want to take your life, but I realized it was a mistake. As a messenger of the gods, such pointless mercy will only become a stumbling block on the path. Therefore, you must die. Severing ties as a witness to past weakness is also a farewell to the past. Now, Cilin's only connection to the past is him. "I'm not necessarily going to lose. Although I have no confidence and can't see the slightest chance of victory, that's not a reason to give up. At least in terms of momentum, I absolutely cannot be weaker than my opponent." "Is that so? You think I didn't discover your purpose, Momo?" Cilin pointed to the distance behind Momo, her face full of disdain. "To buy time for those weak humans? How boring."

[They actually found out? Then why didn't this guy think of stopping them? 1 [Didn't she say there was no need?] "Stopping them would be a piece of cake for me..." Sirin said, seemingly to confirm Momo's guess. "However, we can kill them, but there's no need. A First Herrscher who's barely clinging to life, and a bunch of cowards who can only slink away with their tails between their legs? There's nothing to fear. You're definitely more interesting than them, even though you're about to become a corpse too." "I don't think so... [Let's do it, Momo. Welt and Siegfried have already left the moon. Next, there's only one thing left to do.]

Will he fall first, or will he achieve his goal? That question will be answered later. "Ready? Let's begin. I've prepared a grand banquet especially for you." Xilin beckoned with her finger. "I've already chosen a gift for you... Despair, how about it?!" A warning of impending danger suddenly rang in his mind. Before Xilin finished speaking, a huge shadow loomed over Mo Mo's head. Looking up, several enormous white hands suddenly appeared from the void, intertwined, and simultaneously opened their palms, launching a heavy attack on Mo Mo with overwhelming force. "This is terrible... In my shock, it was too late to avoid the damage."

He could only instinctively raise the spear.

With a loud "bang," Siegfried tossed Welt back into his seat and fastened his safety harness. He used the equipment and medications carried on Alahato to provide basic first aid to Welt, but this was merely a drop in the ocean. Welt's severe injuries would require a return to Earth to receive adequate treatment. Aside from everything else, a considerable amount of bandages had already been used, but Welt remained unconscious in a deep coma, and when he would awaken was still unknown. It seemed the battle with the Second Herrscher was exceptionally difficult and painful. However, the return route on Alahato was complete, and now all that was needed was to wait... Siegfried gazed out the cabin window at the increasingly distant moon. Winter. Another heavy punch slammed into the metal wall. Siegfried turned his face away, unable to look directly at the planet that was gradually shrinking, as if it were silently mocking him—the one who had concealed his identity.

Faced with the age-old dilemma of whether to sacrifice the majority or the minority, she chose to sacrifice herself. Such an act was worthy of the name "Kaslana." This was a fact that Siegfried considered certain. But now, the current head of the Kaslana family was actually trying to flee the battlefield with others. "Damn it!" A feeling of powerlessness gripped his chest. Siegfried could only vent his dissatisfaction against the cold wall, the muffled clanging echoing in his ears. What did the pain in his fists matter? It was utterly insignificant compared to the torment in his heart. "Thump!" After his fists had gone numb, he heard the sound of something slipping behind him. Walter, whom Siegfried had carelessly placed, had slid off his seat. Siegfried stopped punching for a moment, and after confirming that Walter was not awake, he went over and helped him up again. His tightly furrowed brows showed that he was still furious. "Whoosh." Something slipped from Welt's chest, catching Siegfried's attention. It looked like a piece of paper. Straightening Welt, Siegfried reached out and grabbed the floating piece of paper. It was a playing card with something written on it. The card depicted the Joker, with tiny handwriting. "Siegfried, by the time you see this, you and Welt will certainly be on your way back to Earth. During this time, I will do everything in my power to stop the Second Herrscher, but if I fail, please make sure to deliver the information written on the back to Otto completely." The tiny handwriting ended there. Siegfried flipped it over, and after recognizing what the blurry handwriting actually said, his eyes widened in astonishment. "This, how..."

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41. "Withering away"

"Hahahaha." A wild, unrestrained laugh echoed in Mo Mo's ears, accompanied by the cracking sounds of rocks breaking. "Keep trying to please me, Mo Mo," Sirin said, sitting high above, looking down at the exhausted Mo Mo on the ground. "That way I might let you live a little longer, girl~" Mo Mo had no time to pay attention to these playful words; he was completely focused on his chase with the overwhelming white giant hands behind him. Sirin kept saying she would finish Mo Mo off, but she didn't seem to intend to settle things so quickly, wanting to satisfy her own perverse pleasure first. Benares, following Sirin's instructions, kept his distance from the battlefield, a disdainful smile always playing on his lips whenever he saw Mo Mo's disheveled figure. "B~" Xilin yawned, the smile on her face gradually fading. "It's really annoying when toys always run off on their own." As soon as she finished speaking, Xilin lightly raised her small hand, and four invisible walls suddenly appeared in front of Mo Mo, blocking all four paths: forward, left, and upper right. Mo Mo swung the cross behind him, smashing it forcefully against the invisible barrier in front of him. The heavy blow shattered the void barrier, but the transparent fragments seemed to be under a spell, suddenly coalescing into countless white hands, clamping down on Mo Mo's limbs. [Oh no! 1]

A chill ran through Mo Mo as he turned around—and there before him was an open white hand. The giant white hand closed its palm, grabbing Mo Mo in its grasp, then clenched into a fist and slammed it down onto the ground with tremendous force. "Boom!" The immense impact dented the ground, leaving countless cracks. Then, the giant white hand swung upwards, flinging Mo Mo into the sky like a gust of wind with a broken string. "Don't die so soon, Mo Mo!"

Sirin raised her hands. Two more enormous white hands stretched out from the void, forcefully squeezing Mo Mo in the middle. He was like a dwarf being toyed with by giants. "Hey, girl~" Sirin waved her hand lightly, and the two giant hands vanished, replaced by a brand new giant hand that lashed out at the falling Mo Mo. With a muffled thud, Mo Mo flew through the air, tracing a horizontal line, and was sent flying far away. "Tsk." Sirin frowned. "Bella, you wait here. Remember, don't interfere in what's between him and me..." Benares held his hand in front of him and bowed. "Yes, Your Majesty." "Hmph." With a cold snort, Sirin followed the trajectory of Mo Mo's flying flight. With an astonishing speed boost, Sirin vanished from Benares's sight in the blink of an eye. Conversely, on a distant hill, in a humanoid crater, the severely injured Mo Mo coughed violently, blood seeping from his mouth. His shoulder blade was shattered; several ribs were likely broken, and his internal organs were also badly injured. Not yet... not yet... [Mo...]

"It's not time to fall yet." A familiar voice faintly echoed in Mo Mo's ears. Looking at the weak figure embedded in the crater, Xi Lin's dangerous smile returned. "It's good to see you alive, Mo Mo~, but it's not time to call it quits yet." Her golden eyes, adorned with a light, bell-like laugh, seemed so fiery. "I've thought of another great game." Her right hand was raised high above her head, and countless fist shadows appeared behind Xi Lin.

Countless giant hands, clenched into fists, aimed at the crater on the hill and swiftly unleashed simple, unadorned straight punches. "Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!" The cannonball-like fists struck the battered body, shaking the entire hill. "Boom!" The final, most powerful punch was unleashed, blasting away a corner of the hill and sending a tiny figure flying with it. "Don't even think about leaving!" Xilin beckoned towards the distance, and Mo Mo, about to crash to the ground, seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, drawn towards Xilin. A few drops of crimson blood splattered onto Xilin, leaving scattered traces, but Xilin didn't care. Her arrogant smile vanished, and she silently examined the battered human before her. Reaching out, she gently wiped the blood from his lips. Xilin lifted Mo Mo's chin, looking directly into his gradually unfocusing pupils. "See? This is the power God bestowed upon me. It's very strong, stronger than anyone else's, so I don't need anyone to save me." "Then, she laughed. "Even with this near-death experience, I can heal you if I want to. Here, I'll give you one more chance. Will you perish on this cold earth, or will you join me in destroying humanity?...cough." Her lips moved, and a low, mosquito-like voice escaped intermittently. "So afraid of being alone..." Sirin's face turned cold. "If you don't properly ask for help, this idiot won't understand." Mo Yi-Mo-Yi's golden eyes ignited with fire, and her tone was slightly drawn out with anger.

"How could an omnipotent Herrscher need someone to save them? It's utterly ridiculous!" "Then you might as well die!" Don't misunderstand. A glimmer of light returned to Mo Mo's eyes. "I haven't lost yet." The sound of something sharp piercing the air suddenly echoed in Sirin's mind. "!" Sirin released Mo Mo, sidestepped—a golden spear grazed past her. "This mere cowardice..." Just as she was about to let out a disdainful sneer, the drastically changed scene around her made Sirin lose interest. Golden chains intertwined, crossed, extended, forming a net-like formation. Dozens of spears simultaneously aimed at Sirin, who was at the very center. "Take this, Sirin." Mo Mo, who had fallen to the ground, knelt on one knee and struggled to his feet. "Eat my Judah's Oath with a radius of 200 meters!"

The golden chains, pulling on the entire structure, tightened the previously loose net. "This mere trifle..." Opening a barrier of imaginary numbers to block the attack, Xilin vanished from her spot, instantly teleporting to Mo Mo's side. "No! The spears, having lost their target, instantly changed direction and thrust towards Xilin. "Say all this is useless." Having created some distance, Xilin calmly waved her hand, and the two spears immediately stopped in mid-air. "Of course, the same goes for behind." The other spear also stopped behind Xilin's head. "That..." Mo Mo's resolute voice made Xilin feel a slight sense of insecurity. "How about this! Xi Cit."

That was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh—a flower of blood bloomed on Mo Mo's back. The crimson spear tip was instantly only a foot away from Xilin. "You're insane!" Without time to defend herself, Xilin could only scramble to the side, dodging the thrust, but the chains that followed seized the opportunity to bind her limbs.

"! !!"

The initially weak voice gradually became firmer, and the swaying body gradually stabilized. However, the gaping wounds starkly reflected the wretched state of its owner. [@A final burst of light.... It came just in time.]

"Don't joke around, something as trivial as this!" A massive burst of malevolent energy erupted from Sirin instantly. "How could it possibly trap me!"

Before she could even catch her breath, a huge, cross-shaped black shadow pressed down on Sirin.

[Now is the time, Mo Zai! 1 [I know] I want to collapse, I want to just close my eyes like this.

But... "Final Attack Ride" cannot fall at this final step. Squeezing out its last bit of strength, Mo Mo leaped high into the air. "Please, my body, just hold on a little longer." "Just hold on a little longer." The flying kick of "kkkallen" aimed at the golden cross. "Just hold on a little longer." "Just... hold on a little longer." The distance was close; Mo Mo could see that the unbridled arrogance had completely vanished from Xilin's face. "Hold on... [...]."

The purple figure vanished in mid-air, turning into a phantom, while the golden cross dissolved into specks of light. His already battered and bruised body was completely drained, and he crashed into Sirin's arms.

Silently supporting him, Sirin could clearly feel life slipping away. "He was just a human after all..." The gushing blood spread out in a horrifying pattern where the two were pressed together. "Fool."

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42. The time for a counterattack has come.

Today, the floating island where the Destiny headquarters is located remains a scene of bustling peace. Everything is proceeding in an orderly fashion. In a room somewhere on the floating island, the sunlight of the approaching sunset streams in through the window, casting a warm glow on the huge golden cross in the corner.

Otto sat silently on the chair beside the bed, arms crossed, watching Theresa sleeping soundly. Gazing at her face, now a little younger than in his memories, he thought a lot during this time. He reminisced about the past, considered the present, and envisioned the future. But that figure remained constantly before his eyes, haunting his dreams. Now, all he could do was wait. Siegfried and his group had gone to the moon, and of course, there was "her"—whom he had practically personally sent there. Judging by the time, her return shouldn't be far off. What news would she bring...? Would she... return alive? "Knock, knock, knock." A soft, rhythmic knocking sounded at the door. The fact that the door was being knocked at this hour immediately confirmed Otto's suspicions. Otto stood up silently, pulled the blanket covering Theresa up a little higher, then quietly opened the door. "Click." The silver-haired girl wearing a mask bowed respectfully, her hands clasped in front of her, and whispered, "Bishop...shh." Otto made a shushing gesture, his indifferent gaze gesturing towards a certain spot in the room. There, a sleeping beauty, unable to be startled, lingered. Amber nodded knowingly, retracting her unfinished statement and obediently moving aside. Otto glanced into the room one last time, gently closing the door as quietly as possible. "Speak, what is it?" Otto asked casually, sitting down on the sofa after leaving the bedroom. "Reporting, Your Excellency," Amber said, standing respectfully before him and nodding slightly. "New information has arrived from Anti-Entropy." "Anti-Entropy?" Otto's expression changed slightly, straightening his relaxed posture. "At...a time...could it be that they've already returned from the moon?" He continued. "According to the intelligence from Anti-Entropy, the leader of the Anti-Entropy Alliance and Lord Siegfried have returned to Earth safely and successfully collected the target information, which is currently being analyzed at full speed." Amber reported the situation softly. "However, Anti-Entropy requests that Lord Siegfried temporarily remain at Anti-Entropy headquarters to assist in the research."

"So only Welt and Siegfried returned?" Otto waved his hand. "Yes." Amber nodded and said, "But the Second Herrscher wasn't destroyed; their return to Earth has only been temporarily delayed." "I understand." Otto waved his hand again to signal Amber to stop, lowered his head, rested his hands on his forehead, and completely shrouded his expression in shadow.

If Anti-Entropy wasn't hiding anything, and Welt and Siegfried returned to Earth, and the =th Herrscher wasn't destroyed, then there's only one truth. [You've made the same choice again... The questions and answers from a few nights ago are still vivid in my mind. "You might die."]

"What you promise, you must do your best to fulfill, and... I've already died once. This time, I still failed to seize the opportunity. Once again, I paid the price for my arrogance." Amber stood silently by his side, awaiting Otto's next instruction. Time passed in silence, until finally Otto broke the stagnant atmosphere. "Continue. [This is just another failure, yes, just another ordinary failure.][But another real 'fake,' I shouldn't be swayed by it.][My wish should be fulfilled by my own hands!] Sweeping away his wavering emotions, Otto returned to his usual self. "Lord Siegfried has sent a message." Amber pulled out a document and handed it to Otto. According to Lord Siegfried, before that 'person' went to delay the Second Herrscher's advance, he left a message specifically requesting that you, the Bishop, review it." "'That person'? Requested that I review it?" Otto took the document. The thin sheet of paper felt weightless in his hand. It contained a message: "I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise to you; this is my decision. By the time you see this message, Siegfried will be back on Earth, but it's not time to let your guard down. The Second Herrscher will soon launch a counterattack on Earth. Although it seems unbelievable, everything I'm about to say will come true. Please remember that..." The following words, as she said, were entirely baseless speculation. However, Otto didn't believe they were mere empty words. She wouldn't lie; he was certain of that. The next step was clear. The time for counterattack had arrived; it was time to sound the horn of war. Having made his decision, Otto asked, "Is there anything else to report?" "Along with this message—and also with a question from Lord Siegfried." "Amber replied, saying that, according to him, that person used a weapon resembling Judah when resisting the Herrscher of the Third. He wanted to ask the Bishop what was going on. Otto didn't think Siegfried would be so blind as to not even recognize what Judah looked like... Otto glanced at the depths of the corridor. The weathered artifact stood quietly in the corner of the room, never having set foot on the moon. So where did the Judah in her hand come from? That was a thought-provoking question. "What happened?" Otto replied dismissively, "Let him review the history of the Kaslana family himself. It's simply disgraceful to the head of the family." “Yes, I will answer truthfully,” Amber nodded in response. “Also, give the order.” Otto straightened his expression. “Order all Valkyrie units to assemble and be ready to rush to the battlefield at any time. It’s time to declare war on the Herrscher… Also, inform Finland, Oulu; Kazakhstan, Astana; and Russia, Novosibirsk, that if the people there don’t want to suffer annihilation, they should evacuate their entire cities as soon as possible. Also, notify the troops remaining at Babi Tower 1 to evacuate immediately; the Second Herrscher will be returning soon. This is the future you foresaw.”

"Then I might as well try to stop her." "Oh, and contact that person for me," Otto added. "Just say it's an old friend I haven't seen in a long time and wants to meet and chat. I...she won't refuse." "Yes," Amber nodded obediently, then immediately turned and left. Things wouldn't be easy for a while. Watching Amber leave, Otto's gaze swept to the end of the "letter," where a final sentence had been added: "...Also, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not Karen. Does that count as adding a signature?"

On the cold, desolate land, two figures stood in the void, gazing at a blue planet separated by a vast distance. Sirin slightly raised her hand; at this moment, the planet seemed so small it could be contained within her palm.

The wait had been long enough. "Now, it's time to return to Earth and deliver divine punishment to those self-proclaimed human ants. Staying on the moon is pointless." Sirin unleashed her arrogance, as if everything was under her control, but she quickly noticed the hesitation of the person beside her. "Bella, what's wrong? Is there something you want to say?" "Your Majesty, forgive my presumption," Benares cautiously began, "Why did you show that human such kindness, not only failing to deliver the final blow but also healing him and sending him back to Earth?"

“To presume to interpret Her Majesty’s profound meaning is a capital offense!” Celine’s silent gaze caused Benares to lower his head in fear. “Bella, what are you talking about?” Celine frowned slightly, tilting her head in confusion. ’I clearly…killed him, didn’t I?’

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43. Same choice

In a low-lying grove on the pure white snowfields of Siberia, a figure, already covered in snow, hangs from a withered tree. Despite the biting cold, he remains motionless. A gust of wind blows, and in the swaying motion, his fingers twitch slightly. "Help me..." It's so dark here, I'm so scared. "Please..." The indistinct whisper vanished into the thick fog of consciousness in an instant, yet it brought a sliver of clarity to the chaos. Several snowdrifts were shaken off the branches. Mo Mo struggled to open his eyes; the biting cold was the only sensation he felt at that moment. [Yo, you're awake.] The familiar voice echoing in his mind was exceptionally clear amidst the drowsiness. [Do you remember who I am? What is one plus one? Which way does the sun rise?] [You... System?] With his head almost frozen solid, Mo Mo slowly answered. [Looks like my brain isn't completely broken, it was already beyond saving...] The system's babbling revealed a mixture of relief and another unreadable emotion. [Where is this?] Mo Mo's thinking speed was gradually returning to normal. "[Wasn't I on the moon? I remember being with west...right, at the last moment, my body finally reached its limit and the transformation was deactivated. So I should already be...]" "[Yes, you guessed right, you're dead.]" the system suddenly said arrogantly. "[However, I used the world's strongest save-save technique to save your life!]" "[Save-save? When did you get this function? Really?]" Mo Mo was shocked. "[But I don't remember when I was hung on a tree to save my game!]" "[Of course it's fake, you idiot! You know that even with your knees.]" the system suddenly changed its expression. "[Then what exactly...]" After a shiver, the answer to the question naturally appeared in Mo Mo's mind. "[It was Xi again...]" "[Oh, right.]" the system's tone sounded a little off. "[It was she who 'carefully' healed your injuries and then 'carefully'..." "She sent you to Earth, damn it, I really don't know what she was thinking." Although frozen solid in this icy wasteland, Mo Mo could clearly feel that all his previous injuries had vanished, miraculously returning him to his perfect state. Undoubtedly, it was Xilin's doing. This was the second time. The first time could be attributed to a whim, but this time? [Maybe she thinks you feel good to beat up and plans to enjoy it a few more times?] [You think she is...] Another gust of cold wind blew, interrupting Mo Mo's thoughts.

The violent shaking knocked off the snowdrifts covering the trees and snapped some of the already fragile branches.

A strong arm caught Momo as he fell, replacing the cold snow. "Looks like you've come at just the right time, my master." Nefit Seven was still Nefit Seven; his appearance was perfectly timed. A familiar-looking motorcycle was parked nearby.

Isn't this the Triangle Tracker (Mo Mo's name)? It actually got picked up again? Compared to this, Mo Mo was already used to Nefit Seven's unpredictable appearances and disappearances. "Um, could you put me down first? It's a bit embarrassing being held like this. And your (mo's name) skill in holding me is a bit too high, isn't it?" "Hehe, I'm relieved to see you're safe and sound."

If being on the verge of death can be considered safe and sound, then if Sirin hadn't inexplicably saved her own life, she'd probably be lying dead on the moon by now. "...Exhaling a breath of warm air, Mo Mo began to take control of the frozen body again. But regardless, it's probably certain now. "It seems Master already has a next plan?"

"How did you know?!" Mo Mo was about to speak when his lines were cut off. "After all, it's you." Nefit Seven smiled and gave a thumbs up. So, what exactly does Master intend to do with that Second Herrscher? "Of course." Of course, it's to persistently follow Chong Xia's previous actions, striving to one day use love... to influence the Herrscher and save the world, am I right?

"Why are you stealing my lines too?!" Mo Mo, whose lines had been repeatedly stolen, couldn't sit still any longer. "And you were just trying to talk about the strategy, weren't you?! You—you must have meant to say 'top the bottom,' right?! Damn it, so what if I said it?" The system's deafening voice shook down a few more snowflakes. 'I say, Mo Mo, you really have nothing to fear! Don't you know what 'three strikes and you're out' means? What do you take him for? He's a Herrscher, a very, very fierce Herrscher, do you even know that?' "I..."

“Alright, Mr. Belt, the master must have his reasons. Why don’t we hear him out first?” Nefit Seven interrupted Mo Mo’s lines again. “I’m not trying to be mean, Mo, but haven’t you ever considered that she really never needed anyone to save her?” The system also slightly toned down its refined and amiable demeanor. “Perhaps you are just too arrogant. To her, everything you’ve done may be completely meaningless.”

The system's words struck a chord with Fengyuan. "I had my doubts before, but..." Mo Mo decisively refuted the system's words, "I'm certain now, everything we've done wasn't meaningless. As long as we keep moving forward, there will definitely be a way!" "B?" "Didn't you hear her cries for help?" Mo Mo countered. "Cries for help?" The system was bewildered, "When?" "When on the moon." "Are you out of your mind? Or living in a dream? I only saw her hanging you in the sky beating you, when did she ask you for help?" The system expressed strong skepticism, "Damn it, lackey, your master's lost his mind. You'd better quickly persuade him not to do anything foolish, being stubborn is not advisable." "I think you're the one with the malfunction! Go look at the previous chapters yourself!" Mo Mo retorted sharply. "Brother Seven, what do you say?" "You lackey, speak up!" "I trust my master's judgment." Without the slightest hesitation, Nefert Seven stood firmly on Mo Mo's side. "Since my master has said so, he must have his reasons. We subordinates just need to trust him." "Go to hell! I'm not his subordinate!" the system corrected angrily. "I knew you'd say that, you lackey." "I'll just ask you one question: are you coming with me or not?" Mo Mo issued his final ultimatum. "What happened to your promise to always support me?" After Xia Ran stopped, the silence lasted for a while before the system finally spoke up in a muffled voice, "Go, of course I'll go. Do you think I wouldn't go?"

His resigned tone carried a hint of despair. "That's more like it." Mo Mo patted his waist with satisfaction. He believed the system would never abandon him, just as he believed Xilin wasn't beyond help. "Wait for me, Xilin, next time... I won't fail again!" "Having a brain-dead boss like you is really a blessing, okay? So tell me, what's next? You're the boss, you say the word." The system finally gave up completely. "Brother Seven, this is Siberia, right?" "Exactly," Nefit Seven replied. The next step was clear. "What are you going to do?"

"Go greet the 'guests' returning to Earth." Mo Mo smoothly hopped onto the motorcycle. "Hopefully I can make it in time." Wait, didn't we say this line before? "Wait? You're starting again? I'm warning you, there's a speed limit now!" A strong sense of déjà vu stirred the system's fear. "What do I care!" Mo Mo slammed on the gas, lifting the front of the motorcycle. "Saving people is the priority! Speed ​​max!" "No! No ...

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44. With a loud bang in the sky, Mo Mo made a dazzling entrance.

A red figure, leaning on a long spear, stood casually on the heavy vehicle at his feet, yawning listlessly in the cold wind. "Hey~ Salome, are you done yet?" Shub Nicholas was bored. The emptiness after several days of being on high alert wasn't something to be easily ignored. Especially since they couldn't even find a few decent horned monsters to use as punching bags. The pure white world before them had been so quiet lately that it was tiresome. "Quiet, since you're not helping, just keep watch and don't miss a single sound." Salome and Jokanan, his partners, remained vigilant. "The personnel in the tower are almost finished evacuating. We can leave after one more trip." "Tch, so tedious..." Shub Nicholas muttered a few words of dissatisfaction, then started shouting again, "Why does the Bishop want us to evacuate from here? Isn't the Second Herrscher still on the moon?" "The Bishop must have his reasons for making such arrangements." Salome and Jokanan couldn't quite put their finger on it, yet they maintained a strange sense of superiority over their partner. "Especially you, it's best not to presume to understand His Holiness the Bishop's intentions." "Yes, yes, anyway, I'm only responsible for fighting, but I'm so bored these days..." Shubnigs complained nonchalantly. "Speaking of which, Salome, how about we go out for a good meal after this mission is over? Your treat." "It's your turn this time." Salome glanced at the carefree Shubnigs and corrected her, "Besides, it's during a mission, don't talk about these things." "What does it matter..." Shubnigs was about to complain when he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. "Salome, look at the sky!" Shubnigs instantly noticed the strangeness on the horizon. The once clear blue sky was suddenly stained with an odd color—a huge rift tore open from the empty void, a terrifying sight. "!!!" Salome Jokanen quickly realized something was wrong, but what happened next made her expression even more serious. Countless horned monsters burst out from the gaping rift in the sky, swarming down. "The Second Herrscher is back!" Salome Jokanen stomped her foot on the roof of the car and shouted, "How are the preparations?!" "Ready, ready to depart at any time!"

"All vehicles, listen up!" Salome waved her hand and shouted to the convoy, "Full speed away! Evacuate as many as you can! We'll cover your retreat!" "Yes!" came the unanimous reply, and the roar of engines filled the air. "Just what I needed to do." Shubnigs grabbed his spear and held it horizontally in front of him. "You've come back just in time." "Don't do anything stupid." Looking up at the cracks where the Yongkai Beasts were still pouring out, Salome glanced back at the Tower of Babel receding into the distance. "What we need to do is ensure as many people as possible evacuate." "Okay, okay, whatever you say." Shubnigs grinned, revealing sharp teeth, as he gave a perfunctory reply. "However, they don't intend to let us off so easily." "Then let's just finish them off cleanly." Salome said calmly, the ring behind her lighting up. Compared to the bulky, cumbersome horned monsters, many more assault-type horned monsters had their eyes on this retreating prey, charging headlong into the convoy.

Standing atop the chariot, Shub-Nicholas and Salome-Jocanan brandished their spears, manipulating the blades that danced in the air to annihilate any enemy that dared to approach. Until Salome saw a "figure" with enormous wings chasing after them from the sky.

Just looking at her was enough to send shivers down one's spine at the sight of her astonishing horn-like power. "If any escapees..." Benares spread her enormous wings, lightning flashing, and astonishing energy instantly coalesced into a massive cannonball. "Her Majesty the Queen will be displeased." With a gentle flap of her wings, a huge purple ball of electricity transformed into a thick beam of light that shot towards the ground.

Salome glanced at Shubnigs, who was entangled with the horde of monsters behind her, out of the corner of her eye, and gritted her teeth. If she couldn't stop them, the entire team would be doomed. Even if it meant sacrificing herself, she had to ensure the safe evacuation of the vast majority of the team. A rising sense of urgency prompted Salome to make a decision in a flash: she erected a barrier against the incoming light cannon. "Kamen Ride," "Kallen," an electronic voice rang out from nowhere. Just as the barrier and the light cannon were about to collide, a dark figure blocked their path.

"booooooom--" The exploding electricity spread everywhere before disappearing. "Are you alright?" Mo Mo patted the unharmed cross in front of him and turned to Salome Jokanan to ask... The contrast between life and death left Salome Jokanan speechless for a moment, until she saw the enormous cross. "Judas?" *2 Shub Nicholas, who had just cleared out the horned monsters, turned her head and also saw the cross, exclaiming in surprise. "...Theresa?" Shub Nicholas looked Mo Mo up and down, surprised, "No, Theresa isn't this big! Or did she take some kind of drug?" "Are you one of those anti-entropy people?" Unlike the slightly dim-witted Shub Nicholas, Salome Jokanan finally remembered this person she had barely met once, "Why is Judah in your hands? Who exactly are you!" The supreme weapon representing destiny is now in the hands of an "enemy" force, which is no small matter. If it weren't for the critical moment, she would have already become wary of Mo Mo. "Just a passing masked rider, you don't need to remember him." Mo Mo casually replied, then turned to look at Benares, who was still relentlessly pursuing them in the sky. "You take the convoy and go first. I'll leave the rest of the pursuers to you. I'll handle that guy, I'll catch up with you soon..." Perhaps it was the trust boost from this "heroic rescue," or perhaps it was the urgency of the situation with a formidable enemy at hand, but Salome made her choice without much hesitation. "Thank you for your help. I'll leave it to you then, be careful." "You too." Grabbing the cross beside her, Mo Mo leaped, and two spears shot out from the unfolded cross, their fierce attack piercing the air towards Benares. With a wave of her hand, she gathered two balls of electricity, slamming the two spears aside. Benares was forced to stop in mid-air, forced to watch helplessly as the speeding vehicles receded into the distance. "Damn it!"

If it weren't for this troublemaker, the mission would already be complete. After hurtling a short distance towards the ground, Benares remained suspended in mid-air, his cold gaze fixed on the figure carrying the cross on the ground. "It's you again, you shameless human." "Unfortunately, I cannot let you pass." Facing blatant killing intent and hostility, Mo Mo remained fearless. Here, Accelerator...

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45. The Hero Quest for the Dragon

Amidst the howling wind, a "girl" whose appearance clearly indicated she was not human stared at Mo Mo—one taller than the other.

Bearing a massive cross, Momo blocked Benares's path. "You shameless human..." Seeing Momo completely unharmed, a nameless rage surged from the depths of Benares's heart, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth. "Having received the Queen's favor, you still dare to stand on the side of humans! [...ungrateful scumbag Momo? 1 [Pah, you're the scumbag Momo!] No matter what, I won't let you hurt anyone."

Sin is not something that can be easily shaken off; if possible, don't carry it in the first place. "Nonsense!" Benares scoffed at Mo Mo's righteous pronouncements. "Don't forget, if it weren't for Her Majesty the Queen's mercy, you'd be nothing but a cold corpse. How dare a mere defeated foe of Her Majesty the Queen spout such nonsense? Why don't you try it yourself and see if it's just empty talk?" Mo Mo had long since given up on achieving mutual understanding through pure communication. At least, it was no longer feasible. Although he was very unaccustomed to this style of action... he should fight first, and then ask all the questions! "That's exactly what I was thinking..." Benares's face darkened. "Although I don't know why Her Majesty the Queen has repeatedly shown you leniency, since she can't bring herself to do it, I'll take care of ending your life completely." Purple arcs of electricity began to flicker in the air. [Oh ho, get ready, I'm going to take Mo Mo!][I absolutely will not lose! 1]

"If you can do it." Momo drew a spear. "Send the dragon over!" As soon as he finished speaking, Momo aimed at Benares in the air and hurled the spear in his hand.

An explosion occurred between Benares and Momo. At least on the point of preemptive strike, Momo and Benares were of the same mind. The evenly matched attack was merely the clarion call of war; Benares, suspended in mid-air, did not let go of the opportunity to occupy the high ground, and hurled three electromagnetic spheres towards the area where the smoke and dust had exploded.

After three violent explosions, a crater appeared in the snow. Though huge, it was empty. "I'm not so easily dealt with," Mo Mo's voice rang out from behind Benares, having appeared behind him without anyone noticing. "I'll say the same to you, shameless human!" Benares roared, the arcs of electricity around him crackling even more intensely.

The surging waves of energy from the Yonghui formation repelled Mo Mo, who was about to launch an attack, and he was thrown back to the ground. However, with Judas still present, the situation didn't look too bad.

[Looks like this guy isn't easy to deal with either. 1 [No nonsense, do you think Sirin's top general is just playing around with you?] Although Sirin mostly only has Benares as a reliable ally. "You bastard, how dare you..." Benares changed tactics upon seeing this, raising his hands high and gathering horn energy in that familiar pose, "Die!" "But I refuse!" Facing the surging purple torrent, Momo once again held the cross in front of him. The holy cross remained unharmed under the baptism of the beam, not even leaving a mark. Although it negated the damage, the huge impact alone pushed Momo a distance, leaving two long marks on the snow. " Repeatedly frustrated, Benares could only look at the Oath of Judah with a gloomy face, gritting his teeth but helpless. This weapon, which even Sirin couldn't ignore, was simply their greatest natural enemy. It was like a rat using its ultimate move, frantically shooting at Yasuo's Wind Wall. It was truly a mental breakdown. "Compared to Sirin, you're far from being worthy!" Shut up! I forbid you from mentioning Her Majesty's name! Benares's expression was fierce. "You, who betrayed Her Majesty's trust, are utterly unworthy! I did this to save her! Her Majesty doesn't need a bunch of shameless, hypocritical humans to save her!" "So..." Faced with Benares's rejection, Momo seemed to understand something. "Even you didn't see her despair and loneliness?" "What—" After a brief moment of astonishment, Benares's burning anger finally became uncontrollable. "Don't get too cocky, human! Her Majesty's loneliness, Her Majesty's despair. No one understands it better than yourself." "The closest being to Her Majesty the Queen in the world..." Mo Mo heard an undeniable arrogance in Benares's words, "It's me, Bella!" "You smug, arrogant human, die!" Fiery, dazzling lightning filled everything in his vision, and intense horn energy instantly expanded in this small area. "Q!" A loud dragon roar echoed from the lightning and thunder, and the petite girl was gone, replaced by a gigantic body that blotted out the sky. "So this is serious..." Mo Mo grabbed Judah, trying to stand firm amidst the storm whipped up by the enormous dragon wings. "But even if you've grown bigger, it doesn't mean I'll lose!" The massive dragon head aimed at Mo Mo, opened its jaws, and after a brief moment of concentration, unleashed a scorching dragon breath. Pulling Judah aside, Mo Mo didn't intend to face Benares head-on every time. The dragon breath was exhausted.

The immeasurable heat instantly melted the surrounding snow, evaporating it into rising steam before it even had a chance to turn into water. Having dodged the dragon's breath, Mo Mo had no time to catch his breath before a dark shadow loomed overhead. It was Benares's dragon claw. Boom!

Benares could clearly feel his attack had struck, but... the tiny human before him had performed an unbelievable feat. His legs were already embedded in the ground, his knees bent and trembling slightly, but his slender arms still firmly held off Benares's crushing weight.

Humans vs. Dragons.

There was absolutely no sense of fairness in the struggle. But as a human, he did it. "Roar!" The dragon's roar was filled with incomprehension and anger, as if the dignity of a dragon had been challenged. "Hmm---" Mo Mo's knees were pressed down a little more, but he still gritted his teeth and did not give up. "[Don't give up, Mo Mo! You can do it! Let this stinky dragon see your backbone!][You're so annoying!] Human, human, human, human, human..." The trembling gradually stopped, and his bent knees pushed upwards. "Human! Did the humans eat your rice?! Ah!" The surging anger infused his body with new power. Mo Mo's body trembled, and with a roar, he pushed up Benares's dragon claw.

"Guna!!!" With an angry roar, the massive body, as large as a skyscraper, lost its balance and crashed to the ground with a dull thud. [How could a mere human possibly...] In Benares's vision, a dark figure wielding a spear leaped high into the air.

The sharp golden spear pierced through the dragon's proud and hard armor with unparalleled strength.

This time, the dragon's roar carried the scent of pain. "It's not over yet! The second, the third, the fourth... By the time the thirteenth spear pierced his body, Benares was completely immobilized. [Good opportunity! Mo Zai! 1 "Next is the final one!" Final Attack "KKKallen" The dragon, pinned down, had no chance to dodge and could only watch helplessly as the flying kick drew closer to its body. "Boom! A deafening explosion erupted across the empty snowfield.

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46. ​​Beibeilong will never be a slave!

"Mission completed. After the towering explosion, a figure descended from the sky, landing lightly on the ground, graceful and elegant, though her purple dress bore several burn marks. Mo Mo turned around and saw that the massive body of the dragon behind him had vanished, leaving only a wounded figure lying in the crater created by the explosion. The creature that had been so arrogant and domineering not long ago was now as fragile as a wounded guinea pig. [Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the title "Dragon Slayer Warrior". Your equipment now also has a 0% all-attribute boost that is completely useless.] [I shouldn't have trusted you at all...] ​​With a sigh, Mo Mo did not let his guard down. [However, it is too early to say these things before confirming that it has completely lost its fighting ability. Benares, with its extremely fast regeneration ability, who knows if it will suddenly get up and shout "I am immortal!" But judging from her current disheveled and unresponsive state, she probably won't recover so quickly.] The battle was over. Damn it, a mere human, a mere human… Benares gritted her teeth, struggling on the ground, trying to support her broken body, but she couldn't even stand. Her enormous wings drooped helplessly, their luster gone. “Is losing to a human a shameful thing?” Momo asked, collecting the scattered spears into Judah's possession. “Do you think humans are so weak?” Momo looked down at Benares, who was still struggling to get up. In that instant, the status of humans and dragons had changed drastically. Now, Benares was like a lump of clay, completely at Momo's mercy. In every sense of the word. "So defeating me has made you arrogant?" Benares' pale face held a disdainful smile. "Don't forget that your resistance was utterly futile before Her Majesty the Queen. Even without me, the fate of you humans will remain unchanged. Her Majesty the Queen will eventually avenge your crimes."

"So that means... you're ready to die now?" "It's my honor to dedicate myself to Her Majesty's great cause!" Mentioning his pride, Benares raised his head, meeting Mo Mo's gaze without fear. His blue eyes reflected a familiar resolve. "You could never harm Her Majesty in the slightest!" [Tsk tsk, what a sycophantic dragon. How about it, feeling a little envious?]... Mo Mo did feel a bit sour thinking about his own partner, a foul-mouthed IVE belt and a handsome guy who appeared and disappeared all the time. "Enough nonsense!" Benares simply lay down on the ground, closed his eyes, and resolutely said, "Let's do it." He looked like he was offering his neck for execution, just short of shouting "Long live Her Majesty!"... Now Mo Mo was speechless. Why did it feel like we were the villains? Was it just his imagination? Mo Mo hesitated to lower his spear. "I could choose to spare your life, as long as you..." Wishful thinking! Benares suddenly opened her eyes, decisively interrupting Momo's words, "I would never help you harm Her Majesty the Queen!" "Eh? That's not what I meant." It was Her Majesty the Queen who gave me life, who gave me my name. The only thing I can repay Her Majesty with is this life! No, I... I, Bella, would never betray Her Majesty the Queen!

[Tsk, he won't listen to a word you say.][This guy should at least let me finish what I'm saying!] *Thud.* The golden spear pierced the earth, leaving only a fraction of a millimeter between Benares's head and the ground. "Listen to me properly, no interruptions!" "So you've finally shown your true colors?" Benares showed no fear whatsoever. "No matter how you try to hide it, you can't conceal the hypocritical nature of you humans."

"I don't want to waste my breath on you." Mo Mo's expression turned cold. "Your Queen is in great pain right now, and I want to help her. You humans are the culprits behind Her Majesty's suffering, but things are different now." Benares scoffed at Mo Mo's words. "Her Majesty has gained divine power, and she will repay you a thousandfold for the pain she suffered! Do you know Sirin well?" "Just kidding, I know her better than anyone! Ha, I think you know absolutely nothing!" Just as Benares was about to retort to Mo Mo, a sudden change occurred. A rift abruptly opened in the air, and a giant white hand reached out, grabbing Benares from the ground like a claw machine. "Heh, human, you win this time, but you won't be so lucky next time!" Mo Mo simply stood there quietly, watching Benares finish his threats and be dragged into the rift, disappearing without a trace. What a textbook example of a loser's lines... Mo Mo sighed and sheathed the spear in the cross. [Is it really okay to just let her go like this? This is like releasing a dragon back to its mountain.] [If I really kill her, there will be no way to bring Sirin back.] Benares was right; right now, she was definitely the closest thing to Sirin. She was probably the only thing she cared about. He couldn't add fuel to the fire. [Aren't you a thing?] [Of course not... Pah!] Mo Mo almost got dragged into a trap by the system. [Besides, I... don't think so.]

Maybe next time they meet, Sirin will just kill him without a second thought. [Aren't you afraid she'll cause trouble everywhere after she recovers? She's definitely no match for you, but besides you, there shouldn't be many people who can stop her, right?] [No, she won't.] Mo Mo said confidently, [I'm sure of that.] [Why? 1 [Intuition.]...Actually, a more accurate answer would be that Mo Mo believed that with Benares's persuasive skills, it was absolutely impossible for her to do so. [But even if you don't plan to kill her, haven't you ever thought about keeping her and training her into your own personal slave? Don't you want to be a dragon rider?]

[You're tempted.] [No! I was just wondering where I put my motorcycle!] [You're lying.] The system asserted, [You clearly used your Judas to tie her up so she couldn't move, and you did that to her.] Ignoring the system's "nonsense," Mo Mo ran along the trail of memories. He had to hurry and rejoin the group from Destiny; there was no time for the system's dirty jokes. Xilin's revenge had only just begun.

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47. Sirin: I activate the spell card, "Monster Resurrection"!

In a grove of trees not far from the Tower of Babel, a rift opened in the air, and a giant white hand reached out, placing Benares, which it had been holding, on the ground before vanishing. Benares's breathing was slightly painful; the injuries she had sustained in the battle were too severe, and even she hadn't recovered much in such a short time. Kneeling on the snow, Benares saw Sirin standing not far in front of her with her back to her. "Your Majesty..." "Bella, are you injured?" Sirin didn't turn around, but simply asked. "Yes, I encountered that shameless human, and after fighting her... I was defeated." Benares bowed her head in fear. "Bella is incompetent, I beg Your Majesty to punish me."

No further description is needed; the fact that I lost to that human is undeniable. And in such a humiliating way.

If she hadn't refrained from delivering the fatal blow, Her Majesty would have at most only reaped a corpse. In the ensuing silence, Nares awaited the punishment that Sirin was about to bestow. But no matter what, she would not complain.

"He spared your life?" There seemed to be a deeper meaning in Celine's words. Benares's head drooped even lower, shame slowly seeping into every corner of her heart. Defeated by humans she had always despised, and only able to survive because of their "forgiveness"—this was undoubtedly a disgrace to her proud self. "I understand." Celine waved her hand behind her back to Benares. "Take care of your wounds." "Thank you for your forgiveness, Your Majesty." Benares struggled to her feet but didn't leave immediately. Watching Celine's lonely figure, she remembered what the human had said. "Your Queen is in great pain." Although Benares had previously vehemently denied this seemingly impossible claim, she now felt a strange unease. "Is she truly in pain? If so, why hasn't she uttered a single word to me?" "Bella, is there anything else you want to say?" Noticing Benares's unusual behavior, Sirin asked calmly. "Your Majesty, I have a question, but I'm not sure if I should ask it."

"Your Majesty..." Benares gritted his teeth and asked resolutely, "Will you feel pain?" The words had barely left his lips when a chilling sensation instantly pierced his heart. ...After a brief silence, Sirin raised her head, gazing at the pristine sky, and murmured, "Pain..." "Heh, how could I?" Sirin turned her head, a perfect 45-degree angle, her face bearing the familiar smile Benares knew. "I'm about to let those ants taste despair. I'm incredibly eager now. How could I possibly feel pain?" "As expected of Your Majesty!" Benares breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, that human was just spouting nonsense; he had been foolish enough to believe even a sliver of it. His status as a queen was truly pathetic... "Your Majesty?" "What is it?" "Nothing." Benares shook his head. The aftershocks of the previous battle seemed to still echo in his mind; he could vaguely hear some sounds. “Don’t miss the show to come, Bella.” Sirin seemed unconcerned. “Although they escaped this time, it’s just the beginning. My revenge is just beginning.” “Yes, Your Majesty.” Benares bowed, took a few steps back, and flapped his now-glowing wings, wobbling as he soared into the sky…” After Benares’s figure became a black dot in the sky, Sirin turned her head, continuing to silently gaze at the three branches stuck in the snowdrift. Buried beneath them were the sins of humanity and her own sorrowful past. But now, everything had changed. Clutching her chest, Sirin gradually suppressed her smile. [Just a little bit more…] She raised her hand, and a dark purple-black gemstone, radiating a deep light, floated in her palm. [You can torment those ants for me for now.] [Get up and enjoy this feast called “Revenge.”]

The headquarters of Schicksal floated in the air. Since Otto issued the integration order, the entire headquarters had been operating at an even faster pace, as if wound up in a clockwork mechanism. The Second Herrscher was about to return to Earth, which meant that war was about to break out. It was a time of impending doom, and every unit was preparing intensively. They bore the responsibility of saving the world. Amidst this tense atmosphere where everyone was rushing around, there was one seemingly out of place. Wearing a brown coat that seemed incongruous with his surroundings, concealing his slender figure, he strolled leisurely down the corridor, brushing past the endless stream of people coming and going. Finally, he pushed open a tightly closed door that no one else approached. In the vast space, only one person awaited his arrival. "Long time no see, old friend," Otto raised his glass and greeted the newcomer. "..." Gazing at the blond man who looked exactly like the one in the IZ, the newcomer closed the door behind him. "Troubled?" Although he still wore that confident and mysterious smile, she could still detect a fleeting hint of sadness. After all, he was a shrewd person who had lived for who knows how long. ... Otto downed the empty liquid in his glass in one gulp, casually put the glass down, and stood up. "I really can't hide anything from you." "Speak, what did you call me here for?" ... For now, let's still call him Red Iris. "Old friend, it's been a long time since we last met. Shouldn't we catch up first?" "Is it related to the Second Herrscher?" Ignoring Otto's words, Red Iris continued to ask, her expression as calm as still water, without any hint of surprise.

"As expected of the Crimson Iris Immortal."

"You can't handle her?" Chi Yuan asked bluntly, giving Otto no face whatsoever. "She gained new power from the moon, and she's completely different now..." "Why didn't you take advantage of her before she became too powerful?" Ignoring Otto's explanation, Chi Yuan's eyes were full of doubt. "It's just that she wasn't meant to die, my friend," Otto retorted. "You should believe me, after all, we've known each other for over 500 years." The longer I know you, the more I understand that you're not trustworthy. Chi Yuan continued, speaking scathingly in a flat tone, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have waited until now to inform me." "With the help of the 'strongest in the world,' Chi Yuan the Sage, no matter what, a Herrscher is nothing to fear, isn't it? A mere Second Herrscher..."

"I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense." Chi Yuan abruptly interrupted Otto. "Tell me your plan." "It seems my old friend is a bit impatient, but it's alright." Otto didn't seem to care much. "My plan..." "Click." A masked figure pushed open the door and entered. Otto, interrupted repeatedly, remained unmoved. "Amber, what is it?" He knew very well that his loyal secretary wouldn't bother him at this time unless it was something very important. "Your Excellency." Langbo bowed to Otto and nodded to Chi Yuan. "The personnel of the Babi 1e Laboratory have been transferred, and everyone is safe and sound. However, the Second Herrscher has returned to Earth. In the battle between Lady Salome and Lady Shub and the Second Herrscher's familia, the 'B-rank' has appeared." "Is this true?" Otto's mind stirred, and he asked. “It was Benares, the one who withstood the Dragon-type Judgment-class Void Beast, and has now rendezvoused with the transfer troops,” Amber replied. “According to reports, Benares has been defeated by her. Telling her was a piece of cake.” The lingering melancholy in Otto’s eyes had vanished. “Send them all back to headquarters. Remember, all of them.” “Yes, sir.” Amber bowed and left the room.

"To defeat a Judgment-level villain single-handedly... 'that one' seems to be extraordinary," Chi Yuan said meaningfully. "It seems she's important to you?" "Want to meet her?" "What?"

"Heh." Otto chuckled, grabbed the bottle, and shamelessly downed his drink, letting the nectar drip from his lips. "Cough cough... I see it, a miracle."

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48. Temporarily leaving Siberia

"Screech!" With a flick of the crimson gun, the monstrous assault-class horde, baring its fangs and claws in mid-air, was instantly cleaved in two. Shub Nicholas wiped his nose and snorted, "Easy peasy."

The massive, tank-like creature stealthily crept up behind Shubnigs, raised its fist, and let out a battle roar. "Hmph."