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

The sound of sharp weapons cutting through the air drowned out the roars of the horned monsters, their massive bodies instantly sliced ​​into pieces of severed limbs. "Stupid dog, don't be careless," Salome Jokanan coldly warned, twelve gleaming blades swirling and dancing around her, a dizzying display of blood-stained paint. "After ensuring the safety of the convoy, we need to go back to support that person. Facing a Judgment-level horned monster alone is far too dangerous." "That's true... hey." As she spoke, Shub Nicholas swatted away another approaching Assault-level horned monster. "There are still so many stinking things, can she hold out until we go to support her? She should..." Salome suddenly widened her eyes. A huge point of light suddenly appeared in the sky not far away: "Final Attack Ride!" "KKKallen!" Countless gleaming golden spears rained down from the sky like a torrential downpour, washing over the remaining horned monsters. The moment the downpour stopped, the monsters that had been baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, with one after another following behind, all turned into motionless corpses. To the slightly astonished gazes of Salome Jokanan and Shub Nicholas, a figure carrying a cross descended from the sky, landing right on the speeding motorcycle.

He slammed on the brakes, the sideways motorcycle sweeping a clump of snow onto the vehicle. "Hey, are you guys alright?" Mo Mo gestured and smiled brightly. The cross behind him still reflected a dazzling gleam. "That horned monster..." Salome hesitated, looking at the huge cross on Mo Mo's back. It seemed that her and Shub's worries were completely unnecessary. "I already beat her down, but the Second Herrscher rescued her," Mo Mo generously admitted his glorious achievement, "but I think she shouldn't be able to cause any trouble for a while after suffering such severe injuries. A solo kill of a Judgment-level horned monster is a rare feat in the entire horned monster world." "Wrong? Solo kill of a Judgment-level?" Shub's eyes widened, exclaiming exaggeratedly. "Your strength is truly unfathomable." "Though it was a polite compliment, Salome's words were genuine. A thought involuntarily popped into her mind: perhaps this mysterious person before her possessed strength comparable to Cecilia, the strongest Valkyrie of Schicksal. At least no A-rank Valkyrie could boast of defeating that horned dragon unscathed, merely by getting their clothes dirty. Aside from the current Valkyrie who symbolizes Schicksal's strongest... Salome couldn't help but wonder—was this person, who seemed so out of step with Anti-Entropy's concepts, really one of them? He should look like a Valkyrie, and from the Kaslana family at that. Especially that enormous cross that everyone knew about..."

Noticing Salome's gaze, Mo Mo patted Judas behind him, his smile rather awkward. "...No need to worry, this is your private matter. Besides, you saved our lives, so we naturally won't pry." Salome understandingly gave Mo Mo a way out, not delving into it further. Let's be realistic... If she really angered this person, she wasn't confident that she and Shab could hold him off together. If they were wiped out because of their sharp tongues, that would truly be a regrettable death. "Anyway, please believe that I am an ally, our positions are the same." Mo Mo also breathed a sigh of relief. "Hey, Salome, now that this big shot is back, can we set off?" Before things had calmed down for a while, Shab couldn't sit still anymore, "Our E is so awesome, what are we afraid of?"... Salome sighed helplessly. She would die one day because of her teammates' death flag. However, Salome, lacking an omniscient perspective, was unaware that she had narrowly escaped death, thanks to Momo. "Lady Salome! News from headquarters!" A surprised voice came from the armored vehicle beneath her feet. "What?" The Archbishop was summoning all Valkyries of Rank B and above throughout Europe; he was to hold a strategic meeting tomorrow at noon to launch the campaign against the Second Herrscher.

Hearing this, Mo Mo's expression dimmed slightly. He knew very well that this was an inevitable trend. But he wouldn't try to stop it; he would only do his best to achieve his goal. That was all. "Moreover, His Holiness the Bishop specifically requested that we bring the friend who provided assistance back to headquarters." "Eh?" The gloom on Mo Mo's face vanished instantly. 'Me?'

"Um... Mo Mo hesitated. The Destiny Headquarters, in a sense, is a den of dragons and tigers, a place even more dangerous than the Second Herrscher. [Mo Mo, I advise you to think carefully. This matter is no small thing. Now you've exposed everything that needs to be exposed. That bastard must have already suspected something and is worried about not being able to return.] The system really hit Mo Mo's nail on the head. After a moment of consideration, Mo Mo nodded. "Your Excellency the Bishop is so kind as to refuse. In that case, I'll go with you. Hey, are you serious? [What else? Is he going to eat me?] Although his heart was pounding, Mo Mo remained strong and calm. At worst, he could just carry Judas from Port Area 1 to Bishop's Office 2 and smash Otto's head in.

mmm...maybe it's possible? After all...defeating Sirin on my own right now is simply a pipe dream. And if I don't knock her down first, she absolutely won't listen to me. "Since you're willing to come along, that would be wonderful." Salome also felt relieved. "Let's not delay, let's set off immediately. As long as we hurry, we can reach headquarters before noon tomorrow." "Yo-ho, finally we can go? Hurry up, I can't wait any longer, we need to prepare for a big battle." Shub carried her spear on both sides of her head, her hands resting on the hilt, looking quite excited. "Salome, let's go!" Glancing at Shub, Salome shouted the order, "All members, move out, destination: Schicksal Headquarters!" The convoy, which had been stationary in the snow for a long time, finally started moving again in an orderly manner. Laying Judah flat on the roof of the vehicle, Momo sat on it like a chair. Rushing to the rescue without stopping, and even having a real fight with Benares, had truly exhausted him. But Mo Mo, chin in hand, fell into deep thought. It seemed he had forgotten someone. What was it?

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49. Trip to the Headquarters of Destiny

"So this is... a floating island!" Sitting on the plane soaring high in the sky, Mo Mo leaned against the window, gazing intently at the scenery outside, his eyes shining brightly.

Not only did it have a remarkably high-tech feel, but what was most unimaginable was that this cutting-edge city was actually built on an island floating in the sky. It truly broadened the horizons of Mo Mo, this "country bumpkin." [Look at you, so pathetic, tsk tsk, so easily impressed, it's not like you're... .][What are you trying to say? 1 [I didn't say anything, little brother.]

...Mo Mo couldn't help but feel a deeper doubt about his three lost years. "Your Excellency, is this the first time we've met?" Salome, who was traveling with him, asked. With such strength, if she were truly a Valkyrie, it was impossible that she hadn't even been to headquarters. She was truly full of suspicious points. "Oh, speaking of which..." Mo Mo slid down from the window, awkwardly touching his face. "It's nothing, you'll get tired of seeing her every day." Shub slumped in her seat, glancing at Mo Mo. Compared to her, she was a stark contrast. "Your Excellency Mo Xiaoming, we're almost at our destination. Please prepare yourself." Ignoring Shub's embarrassment, Salome reminded Mo Mo, "Since His Holiness the Bishop specifically requested to see you alone, there must be something important." Heh, probably. Mo Mo hoped that he would only talk about business, but that was probably just wishful thinking. Finally, the plane began to land. Not long after, the plane landed safely on the tarmac. Opening the hatch, Mo Mo, unable to contain his excitement, stepped out before Salome and Shub. [Why do you seem so excited?] [It's a rare opportunity to see this, and you won't let me be excited?] Disdainful of the system's disdain, Mo Mo quickly descended to the ground. The air high above seemed so...thin. However, Mo Mo knew very well that he wasn't here for tourism. The atmosphere here wasn't as peaceful as it appeared. "Welcome." A flat, monotone voice sounded beside Mo Mo. "?" Mo Mo was slightly startled, turning around abruptly to see a familiar figure.

Her presence gradually overlapped with the figure in her memory, only that face was covered by a mask that obscured much of her features. "Yo, Amber, did His Holiness the Bishop send you?" Shub jumped down and greeted her, with only the most honest Salome walking at the back. "We've been waiting for you, Lady Shub and Lady Salome." Amber placed her hands in front of her, bowed slightly, and said calmly, "His Holiness the Bishop praised your performance this time. "But we didn't do much." Shub rubbed her nose and generously admitted that she and Salome had been slacking off. They didn't participate in the fight against the Herrschers, the fight against Ashura, or the fight against Benares. Apart from guarding the base and clearing out the small fry, these two A-rank Valkyries with top-tier Schicksal combat power really didn't do much. "And... Your Holiness." Amber turned to Momo's direction, pausing slightly in addressing him, "His Holiness the Bishop instructed me to lead the way for you."

"Then I'll trouble you." Mo Mo looked at Amber, feeling a strange unease. Although it wasn't explicitly stated, she was probably one of the beings Otto created to compensate for his regrets. "Lady Salome and Lady Shub, please go and report on the details of this mission. I'll take this lady to see His Holiness the Bishop first." Amber bowed slightly again and said, "Let's go."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and left without hesitation. "Then we should be going too. Thank you again, sir. Farewell." Nodding to Mo Mo, Salome grabbed the waving Shub and headed off in another direction. Left alone, Mo Mo could only quickly follow Amber's footsteps. Being in an unfamiliar place, he didn't want to be mistaken for a suspicious person and cause unnecessary trouble. Following behind Amber, who walked in front, she silently led the way. Mo Mo couldn't find any reason to speak, so he remained silent the whole way. Only the system's voice echoed in his mind. [Hey Mo, what's this girl's background? I think...] [What else could she be? Even a fool would know it's Otto's doing.] [I don't have knees.]

Mo Mo followed Amber for quite a distance, everything around him so unfamiliar, making him vaguely uneasy. Finally, Amber led Mo Mo into a large building.

They took the elevator to the top floor and stood before the only room on that floor. Amber raised her hand and gently knocked on the door. "Knock, knock, knock." "Come in," came a voice from inside. Receiving permission, Amber opened the door. "Your Excellency, I've brought that person here." After entering the room first, Amber stepped aside and gestured for them to enter.

Upon entering the room, a strange sense of unease finally reached its peak. The spacious office wasn't cluttered with unnecessary furnishings, but every detail of the simple decor exuded visible luxury; the smell of money instantly filled the air. Directly opposite the door stood a massive desk. "Wow."

The chair spun 180°, revealing the person sitting on it. "Welcome to the Destiny Headquarters. Any thoughts?" Mo Mo frowned, hesitated, and replied, "Nothing much." While the place was indeed filled with unprecedented high technology, it held less appeal for Mo Mo than the food street. "Heh, is that so?" Otto rested his chin on his hands, only missing a pair of glasses that reflected white light. "Amber, you may leave now." "Yes." After bowing to Otto, Amber left the office, closing the door behind her. Mo Mo lingered on Amber's departing figure. [What's wrong? You don't want to be like Otto, do you?] [What are you thinking? She's not human.] [She's not human?!] The system's voice sounded utterly shocked. [An android, friend.]

However, his appearance, which was completely indistinguishable from that of an ordinary person, was indeed deceptive. If Mo Mo hadn't read the script, he really wouldn't have been able to tell the difference. [It's really awesome, but I don't know how realistic it is.] [Isn't it obvious? It's very real.] [Have you read it?] [Of course.] Mo Mo seemed to understand something for a moment. [What kind of belt is that? It's harmful. All you do all day is think about such nonsense. If you go too fast, we'll all be doomed.] [Tch, really.] Despite his stubbornness, the system obediently stopped driving. The focus now should be on the Archbishop of Destiny in front of him, who was smiling very creepily (from Mo Mo's perspective). Staring at the slightly uneasy Mo Mo, Otto smiled slightly and said, "You came back from the moon alive by your own strength, my friend?"

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50. Lord Otto's "Questionnaire"

"You came back alive from the moon on your own, my friend?" Skipping unnecessary pleasantries, Otto went straight to the point. "When did I become your friend?" Mo Mo's interruption was equally blunt.

"A friend out of nowhere... Are you Ttolu?" The message from Anti-Entropy was that only Welt and Siegfried had boarded the return-to-Earth device. I thought... Otto continued nonchalantly. The omitted content was obvious to everyone. "Unfortunately, I am no match for the Second Herrscher." Mo Mo admitted without any beating around the bush, "And she's the one who sent me back to Earth." "Oh? That's quite interesting." Otto's expression and posture remained unchanged. "I've heard before that the Second Herrscher saved you from falling from a great height after your confrontation with you and Welt. The reason she did that... Do you have any clue?" "Wait, how did you know about that?" Mo Mo asked suspiciously. Otto's awkward silence didn't last long. "Ahem, naturally, it was Dr. Einstein and the others who told me." Mo Mo was still half-convinced. [Are you stupid? He was there at the time, okay? If that lackey hadn't gotten there first, you would have been in his hands long ago, and then there would have been no saving you.]

[That's truly an unfortunate 7 chance...] Mo Mo immediately felt a wave of fear. "I know her, before she became a Herrscher. Although, to put it mildly, I only knew her for less than a day before she became a Herrscher. She didn't give me enough time to win her over. [See, now you admit it was a conquest, huh? Ha, man.] [No time to argue with you, behave yourself.] So you're saying you're thinking of old times, huh? Otto chuckled ambiguously, "Maybe you have some special meaning for her. That sounds a bit strange, doesn't it?" "But even so, please don't show her any mercy in the attack on the Second Herrscher. She's now on the opposite side of us, do you understand?" "I won't give up on saving her." Mo Mo said without hesitation, repeating lines he'd already stated several times, "I believe she's not beyond redemption." "Isn't your thinking a bit too naive?" "Yuto's slightly narrowed eyes held an ambiguous light. 'Is it impossible for humans to understand Herrschers? I don't believe it.' Faced with Otto's questioning, Momo didn't back down an inch. 'Understanding' and 'Herrschers,' those are such familiar words...it seems someone once said the same thing...' Otto said with a nostalgic tone, then suddenly changed the subject, 'Do you know her?'"

"I don't know her, I don't recognize her, I don't understand her. It would be strange if I didn't know her. I never expected that Otto, that rich guy, would set someone up. His conscience is absolutely rotten. But you don't need to worry. Although I want to save her, I won't interfere with your actions. This kind of stupid thing can be done by me alone."

"Then we can see from both sides which side is right."

Whether it's right or wrong, there doesn't seem to be a clear distinction. But at least both Momo and Otto have the idea of ​​temporarily incapacitating the Second Herrscher. "Let's leave the topic of the Second Herrscher for now." Otto doesn't seem to be in a hurry to deal with this most pressing problem. "I have quite a few questions I want to ask you." Sure enough, it came.

"Whether it goes too far or not is up to you." Otto asked meaningfully, "I want to know who you really are. Under the false name 'Mo Xiaoming,' what is your true identity?" "Just a part-time... just a passing-by Masked Rider." Mo Mo almost blurted out something he shouldn't have, "It has nothing to do with you. You might not believe it, but that's the truth." Mo Mo shrugged, looking indifferent. Anyway, he was like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water. What if you didn't believe him? He just wouldn't admit it. Masked... Rider, huh?" Otto repeated in a low voice, "Then please explain, what exactly is your Judas?"

"I don't recall ever lending out one of the symbols of destiny. Furthermore..." Otto paused, "Not everyone has the ability to use Judah. ​​Leaving aside subjective issues like recognizing the Divine Key, Judah herself is not something an ordinary person can control. In the 500 years since then, how many have reached her level? At least in Otto's opinion, not a single one." "I'm sorry, this is my personal privacy, so I refuse to answer." Unable to come up with a reasonable explanation, Mo Mo could only forcefully interrupt. "I really don't believe you can do anything to me!" "Heh, since that's the case, let's skip it." Otto surprisingly agreed to Mo Mo's request, but that didn't mean it was over. "So, my next question is..." Otto continued, "How did you foresee the Second Herrscher's actions? Please, if you're so kind as to, 'give me some pointers.'" "..." Mo Mo remained silent for a while, then said with feigned composure, "After returning to Earth, we'll definitely attack familiar places first, isn't that common sense? That's why I told the people in the Tower of Babel to evacuate quickly. And it turns out I was right, wasn't I? Is there a problem?" [Alright, do you think people believe you? 1...] Otto smiled as he watched Mo Mo's clumsy attempt at concealment, as if to say: Please continue your performance; I'll admit defeat if I believe even half of what you say. "Please don't change the subject, my friend. You should understand I'm referring to those three cities," Otto continued, "Although the evacuation isn't complete yet, it should be almost finished."

If his own stubbornness causes countless people to suffer, it would be a grave mistake. Moreover, stopping Sirin's destruction of civilization would also halt her gradual strengthening—a double benefit. But as for how to explain it... Mo Mo is now troubled. Lu, Astana, Novosibirsk—three completely unrelated locations—why are you so certain the Second Herrscher will target them?

"Because of... intuition?"

[Intuition my foot! You might as well say you calculated it by observing the stars at night!][Then wouldn't I become a charlatan? I don't want to!] Otto sighed. Even now, you still refuse to tell the truth. I just don't know how much of this helpless look is genuine. Mo Mo was worried that if he told the truth, he probably wouldn't be able to handle the shock. "Fine, I trust your judgment. The Herrscher is coming on strong, we must be fully prepared." Yuto suddenly stopped, not pursuing the matter further. His previous aggressive attitude had vanished. "So, are you willing to contribute your strength? To fight for all the good things in the world." It was indeed a very inspiring line, but it felt somewhat ironic coming from his mouth. "If I wasn't willing, I wouldn't be here." "Good, as expected of you." Otto nodded in satisfaction. "You must be exhausted from your long journey. Get some rest. If you need any help, just ask Amber."

Wow, that's pretty good treatment! They even have a secretary to take care of you. Even I'm tempted.

"Then I'll be leaving now." Mo Mo felt instantly relieved, turning to leave without a trace of hesitation. However, just as she was about to step out of the office, her eyes swept over an inconspicuous corner of the room. It seemed like she'd been being watched since earlier. Was it just her imagination?

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51. Training is essential before a major battle.

"Click. The office door closed, leaving only Otto in the large space. "What do you think?" Otto suddenly spoke, facing the empty air. "What do you mean?" A figure in a coat emerged from the shadows like a ghost—it was Chi Yuan, whom Otto had kept behind. "Everything, of course!" Chi Yuan was speechless. Even she had forgotten how long it had been since Otto had reacted like this, perhaps it had never happened at all? "She's strong, that's undeniable. For Chi Yuan, a single glance was enough to gather enough information. She didn't even need to engage in direct combat to see what kind of strength that seemingly delicate girl was hiding. Perhaps not even below her current level? And the look in her eyes when she left... her concealment must have already been discovered, she just didn't point it out. This person is interesting. "Isn't she part of your plan?" No, "Immortal Red Iris, this isn't a plan, it's a surprise, do you understand? In other words, it's the approach of fate." Looking coldly at the person she'd known for over 500 years, Otto's usually placid face showed a hint of speechlessness. "The dead cannot be brought back to life. When will you understand that?" "No, no, no, Immortal Red Iris," Otto retorted. "You know, there are more possibilities than just the resurrection of the dead in this world..." "You are..." Red Iris frowned. "Is this... possible?" "Anything is possible, old friend. Who can guarantee it?" Lord Otto remained stubborn. "This is your business, it has nothing to do with me." Shaking her head and sighing softly, Fu Hua wasn't as idle as she appeared. "I only need to protect the safety of innocent people." "Then let's wait and see, old friend. Consider this unnecessary, but I still want to ask one question." Red Iris paused before asking, "If the battle ahead results in nine deaths and one win, would you send her to the front lines?" "Isn't that knowingly your own choice, old friend?" Otto gave an ambiguous answer.

Ignoring Otto's growing excitement, Chi Yuan also headed for the door, but when she touched the doorknob, she didn't push it open. Turning back, she asked, "Your posture hasn't changed in a long time. Is your hand stuck to your chin again? The strategy meeting you mentioned is coming up soon, so try to get back into shape before then while you still have some time. I'm leaving."

After offering Otto a couple of ambiguous reminders, the figure in the coat disappeared from the room. Now, only a slightly smiling Otto remained in the office—an awkward situation. In the solitude, Otto's awkward smile faded, and his facade crumbled. He had to admit that he had perhaps been a little too out of control. Because this was the closest he had been to fulfilling his Phoenix Wish since over 500 years ago. Even he couldn't remain completely calm. "But in any case, welcome back to Schicksal, my Kallen..."

"Achoo!" Mo Mo sneezed for no apparent reason in the corridor. [What's wrong?] [I don't know.] Mo Mo rubbed his nose. [I guess someone's thinking about me again.] [Pah, narcissistic.] [Go away, I don't care about you.] He gave the system a perfunctory reply. Mo Mo had more important things to do now. In this unfamiliar place, Mo Mo finally, as expected, got lost. Occasionally, he could see a few researchers and Valkyries walking quickly in the corridor, but none of them stopped in front of Mo Mo, who needed help. Just when Mo Mo was at his wit's end, his savior descended from the sky. "Yo ho, amazing, what a coincidence to meet you here." Among the people Mo Mo had just met, there was no one else who could use such a title except Shub Nicholas. "Miss Nicholas, you're here too." "I just happened to be passing by and saw you standing in the middle of the road, lost in thought." After exchanging greetings, Shub continued, "Have you seen His Holiness the Bishop?" "Just came from him." Momo nodded. "He must have said something that was hard to understand again. Our Bishop has always been like this, and those of us who are used to it are already used to it." Shub Nicholas's words were remarkably unrestrained; he dared to say anything. "So, where are you going to wander around next, you big shot?" "I'm not really sure... It seems like all I can do right now is wander around." "How about we go to the training room together?" Shub pointed to a side road not far away and offered an invitation. "I've invited Salome along." The training room? Sounds like a good way to kill time. It seems like there's nowhere else to go right now. "Come on, come on, I'll take you there." "Without giving Momo much time to think, Shub grabbed him without a word, "Come on, let's get this going! We still have to attend the combat meeting, let's hurry up and get out of here." By the time Shub and Nicholas dragged Momo to the training room, someone was already waiting there. "Stupid dog, too slow." Salome said mercilessly, turning around and slightly surprised when she saw Momo. "Your Excellency..." She said she wanted to come too, so I brought her along." Shub said matter-of-factly. "Hey, awesome, wanna have a spar? Looks like that's her real purpose?" "I don't mind, after all, it's just a workout..." Momo stretched, "Want to come at me all at once?" Huh? Is that not allowed?" Shub already had a standard-issue rifle in her hand. "I don't care." Momo's answer was crisp and clean. He boasted that he could face the challenge of two A-rank Valkyries simultaneously, but neither Salome nor Shub thought the man before them was exaggerating. After all, his undeniable achievements were undeniable. "In that case, it's decided!" Shub said, gripping her gun. "Get ready, Salome and I are going in!" Bring it on!

"Drink!" Shub raised the spear tip, leaped high, and thrust at Mo Mo, who was cornered by the rapidly flying blades around him. Facing the approaching spear, Mo Mo did not choose to dodge, but instead reached out his hand towards the spear tip and accurately grasped the front of the spear shaft.

Although the person before him was holding the spear with one hand, his own strength was like that of someone facing a mountain—utterly incomparable, and he couldn't even move an inch. "Stupid dog! The blade that was originally meant to block his movement started spinning again, slashing towards Mo Mo's face. He grabbed the spear tip with one hand and swung it sharply, causing Shub, who was suspended in mid-air, to swing uncontrollably, sending the flying blade flying away. "Take care of yourself!" After reminding him, Mo Mo assumed a spear-throwing stance, aimed at Salome, and hurled the spear in his hand, Shub and all, at her.

"Ugh." The moment Salome managed to catch her teammate, who had transformed into a human missile, she felt something suddenly appear behind her, along with a gust of wind. "Thud!" – After a standard spinning kick, Salome and Shub were both sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground. 'No injuries, perfect.' Momo clapped his hands, but his relaxed smile vanished upon seeing the newcomer in the training room. "Nicholas, and Salome, what are you doing?"

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52. Cecilia, the legendary woman

If we were to select the most powerful Valkyrie in the history of Schicksal, it would undoubtedly spark a heated debate. It's not a simple matter to decide. However, there's no doubt that the current Valkyries would unanimously cast their votes without hesitation for the most dazzling Valkyrie of their generation.

Saintess Cecilia Shaniat. The only one to stand out from the incredibly stringent selection criteria of her time and be designated a Level 5 Valkyrie, she is arguably the strongest in the eyes of all. Both her reputation and strength are those of a truly divinely appointed figure.

And now, the legendary woman who had disappeared from the front lines for some time due to unforeseen circumstances had unharmed and appeared before Mo Mo in the training room. "Captain?" *Reporter

Now that the Snow Wolf Squad has disbanded, Cecilia's daily life should be that of a housewife taking care of her kids at home. "It's been a while, Nicholas, Salome. It's so good to see you both back safe and sound." Cecilia smiled as she helped the two up from the ground, then turned her gaze to Mo Mo. "This is... I just arrived at Schicksal headquarters... I'm, for now, a member of Anti-Entropy." Mo Mo explained quickly, seemingly a little nervous, "Just call me... Mo Xiaoming."

After all, the person in front of her wasn't a pathetic tool like Salome and Shub, but someone whose strength and importance in the plot were not to be underestimated. If it were before, Mo Mo might have blurted out "Mother-in-law" (facepalm). [Wow, Mo Mo, who is this pretty girl? Don't you feel a flutter in your heart? Should we go up and ask for her contact information?] [She's Siegfried's wife, already taken, understand? What do you want?] [I didn't want anything, I just wanted to say that even if I'm buried in the ground, I'll still shout it out loud with my decaying vocal cords, "Madam, I love you!"] [Then shout slowly, as long as you don't make a sound, it's fine. If you do make a sound, I'll really bury you in the ground!] "Miss Mo is actually from Anti-Entropy?" Cecilia looked somewhat surprised. This inexplicable sense of familiarity that she felt upon first meeting... Cecilia finally remembered in a flash. It's practically a larger version of my beloved Theresa in every way! Cecilia had imagined what Theresa would look like when she grew up more than once, and now her wish had finally come true. But now you're telling me you're from Anti-Entropy? When did Schicksal ever have an exchange student collaboration with Anti-Entropy? Cecilia couldn't help but think. Mo Mo's self-description was unremarkable, but Shub, who had gotten up, very proactively helped Mo Mo with his banter, "Captain, let me tell you, this girl is really something else. She soloed a Judgment-level horned monster without hesitation, she's amazing. Even when Salome and I teamed up, we were completely outmatched by her." Salome sighed deeply, which was considered an admission of Shub's statement. "Wow? Is she that good?" Cecilia was somewhat surprised when she saw it clearly, and couldn't help but take a closer look at Mo Mo. This was not a feat that could be achieved casually.

"What are you doing here, Captain? Aren't you still on vacation?" Salome asked. "Oh...yes, His Holiness the Bishop wants me to return to the front lines as soon as possible. It seems it's time to call on me." Cecilia smiled. "I was thinking of getting back into shape before tomorrow's battle, so I came here to practice my skills. I didn't expect to run into the two of you."

"We actually let the captain see us make a fool of ourselves." Shub scratched her head, but didn't seem as embarrassed as she claimed. "How about you spar with this girl, Captain?" Salome didn't speak, but her eyes, which gleamed faintly, betrayed her thoughts. A clash between two beings whose strength far surpassed that of an A-rank Valkyrie wasn't something one would see casually. "I have no problem with that, but what does Miss Mo think?" Murasia asked with a smile. Looking directly at that pure and flawless smile, Mo Mo was slightly taken aback. To be able to spar with the current only S-rank Valkyrie was indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. "Then, please guide me."

"Oh, oh, oh, let's fight! Let's fight!" Shub clapped her hands and cheered, then handed the spear in her hand to Cecilia, "Handing the spear to the boss."

"Thanks, Nicholas." Cecilia smiled as she took the spear, casually twirling it around. "Nicholas, Salome, you two should stand a little further back." Without Cecilia's reminder, Shub and Salome had already retreated to the edge, practically ready to bring out their stools and sunflower seeds. "Um, let me introduce myself. Cecilia Shaniat, an ordinary Valkyrie who's about to rejoin the team." Cecilia still wore a warm smile...

With a gentle smile, she said, "Don't go easy on me just because I've only just been discharged. I'd like to see your true strength, Miss Mo." Mo Mo clicked her tongue in surprise. Was Muroshi Maeya just an ordinary Valkyrie?

They'll definitely believe it; those who do are probably already overgrown with weeds on their graves.

Mo Mo's relaxed nerves tensed instantly. The aura of the person before him had undergone a dramatic transformation in just a few seconds. Holding an ordinary-looking spear, her entire body was impeccably composed, her seemingly relaxed posture suggesting the unimaginable power that could erupt at any moment. Every detail, from her stance to her posture, reminded Mo Mo of an undeniable fact: the strongest Valkyrie of the current era, truly lived up to her reputation. This oppressive force was unlike that of a newly returned warrior; it was an opponent he had to fight with all his might, and one whose life was not in danger. Perhaps there was no more perfect opponent for him. Taking a deep breath, Mo Mo also gripped the spear he hadn't used before. The weapons were now of equal value. The clash between the "strongest" of 500 years ago and the "strongest" of today is, in a sense, a battle across time and space. The original vanguard's overt aura gradually receded, receded, and receded to its absolute limit. Then, it erupted forth. Murasia and Momo tacitly raised their spears, simultaneously dissolving from their positions. The next moment, their weapons clashed.

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53. Strongest vs. Strongest

"Firm!" Two dark figures flashed by, the sound of metal clashing sparks flying. They shifted their stances, simultaneously thrusting their spears in opposite directions. A cold glint appeared first, followed by a spear thrust like a dragon. The crisp, icy notes of the spears filled the training room. Their rapid, relentless attacks intertwined, forming two impenetrable nets. The movements of spears and hands created countless afterimages, yet even in this breathtaking clash, they remained evenly matched, neither able to find the slightest opening. After hundreds of exchanges, both black spears were simultaneously withdrawn, then thrust out again. The sharp tips collided, the immense recoil forcing both to stagger back several steps, creating distance. Five steps against five steps. "Truly worthy of being called the strongest Valkyrie of Destiny, Cecilia," Mo Mo exclaimed sincerely. "Indeed, she lives up to her reputation. This feeling is unprecedented. She's completely on a different level than Nicholas, Salome, or even Siegfried." Moreover, it felt completely different from the horned monsters like Benares and the Herrschers like Sirin. "You're just as good, Miss Mo." Cecilia casually twirled her gun, still appearing quite at ease. 'It looks like this is going to be a very enjoyable sparring match.' "Same here." On this point, they were of one mind. "Since the warm-up is over, let's continue." They couldn't be happier.

"Wow, that's amazing." Shub leaned against the wall, her eyes vacant, and exclaimed numbly. "You've said that 17 times since then," Salome said, but her gaze never left the exchange before her, as if she were held captive by a powerful magnet. Even so, Salome understood Shub's feelings. They had exchanged countless blows, yet neither had gained the upper hand. They hadn't used any superfluous techniques, only a clash of strength, speed, and skill. Every movement was streamlined to nothing, each instant so fluid and beautiful, a spectacle that held the viewer's attention. The back-and-forth had played out countless times, yet it remained endlessly captivating. "Wow, that's amazing." The words of Salome and Shub, now 18, no longer reached their ears; their minds were completely absorbed, not allowing any distractions. To be able to hold his own against Cecilia, the strongest Valkyrie of Schicksal, for so long without being at a disadvantage, even though he wasn't using a horn-based weapon, showed that this person of unknown origin possessed unfathomable strength. "Hey, Salome, which side do you think will win?" "Hard to say." Salome's gaze was fixed on the two who were sometimes close together and sometimes apart, trying her best to keep up with their speed. "At the moment, it seems to be a 50/50 situation. But even so, it wouldn't be surprising if a winner was decided in the next second." "After all, the captain has been away from the front lines for a long time, so it's inevitable that her condition has declined. But if I had to choose..." "I think it's still the captain." Salome said first. "I think it's still the captain." Shub nodded and followed suit. Then they continued to enjoy this rare clash. "Ah, that's really impressive."

Finally, after a long exchange, the delicate balance cracked—a crack appeared. Mo Mo, now on the offensive, thrust his spear forward, a simple yet deadly move aimed directly at a difficult target. As expected, the thrust was blocked, but he deftly flipped the spear, gripping the butt and sweeping it towards Cecilia's face. "Sizzle." A gash appeared on the shoulder of Cecilia's thin, short-sleeved white shirt. The exchange was over. "Whew." Mo Mo exhaled, fine beads of sweat already forming on her forehead. 'I thought my counterattack would put Cecilia at a slight disadvantage, but I failed... As expected of the strongest Valkyrie, Cecilia, you're truly too strong.'... Cecilia glanced at the gash on her shoulder with a troubled expression, her smile showing slight fatigue. 'I almost fell for it too. You're so strong, Miss Mo. I concede defeat this time.' 'Please don't say that. After all, Cecilia hasn't used her full strength yet. I only narrowly won by a single move.' Although she won by a small margin, Mo Mo wasn't complacent. 'Isn't it the same for everyone to hold back?' Cecilia smiled knowingly. '...The same as everyone else.' Ultimately, it was just a small sparring match. "Wow, it's over! That was amazing!" Shub clapped her hands and came closer, her eyes shining. "If it were me, I'd probably be defeated in three rounds. It's a sad fact." "Twenty times," Salome said calmly. "And I have to correct you, not three rounds, but not even one round. You're a one-hit wonder?" "Don't underestimate me!" Shub said, not accepting Salome's doubts. "I've been improving." "Then, Nicholas, how about we practice some more?" Cecilia chimed in with a slightly sly smile. "Well, let's forget it." Shub quickly changed her mind. "Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. His Holiness the Bishop's pre-battle speech is about to begin, and it seems I need to go on stage." Cecilia waved her hand with a smile. "You'd better change your clothes quickly, or His Holiness the Bishop will be angry if you're late. Miss Mo, let's go together." "Misunderstanding?" Mo Mo was immediately stunned. Together, together what? Could it be what I thought? Mo Mo's face flushed red. [Wow! Huge giveaway! Mo Mo, any thoughts?] [Thoughts my ass! How can you do this!] "N-no!" Waving his hands and taking a few steps back, Mo Mo stammered, "I... I have something to do, I have to go!" Although the giveaway was indeed exciting, obtaining it through improper means constituted deception! [Seeing you like this, I feel sorry for you. Let's not talk about it, sigh...] [Stop talking nonsense! Do you think everyone is as shameless as you!]

"Farewell, everyone!" Without giving the three present any chance to stop him, Mo Mo bowed, said goodbye, and turned to leave in one swift motion. He successfully preserved his dignity.

Before Cecilia could even say goodbye, Momo had already vanished. Despite her immense power, she was surprisingly shy. Cecilia nodded thoughtfully. How adorable.

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54. Her name is—Karen Kaslana

Rapid footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. [Wait, wait, wait! Why did you run away?] [What else could you be doing but running? Did you really come along to see the perks? What kind of person do you take me for? (screams)]

[So tell me, now that no one's guiding you, do you even know where that damn pre-battle speech is being held?]... Mo Mo's steps faltered slightly, but he quickly resumed walking briskly down the corridor. [If I don't know, I don't know. At worst, I'll just find a big screen to watch the live stream. Besides, what does the pre-battle speech have to do with me? I'm not one of the chosen ones, you know...] Just as Mo Mo was rambling on and on with the system in his mind, he brushed past a figure in a coat walking around the corner. His steps abruptly stopped, and the rambling in his mind instantly fell silent. [Hmm? What do I need to know? Mo Mo, you should explain yourself clearly!]... Mo Mo didn't reply, but simply turned his head to look at the figure who had also stopped. She also slightly turned her head, allowing Mo Mo to see her calm, expressionless profile.

They both chose to stare at each other in silence. Deep within those calm eyes lay a hint of weariness, incongruous with their outward appearance, yet seemingly capable of seeing through everything. [What's wrong? Who is this person? Mo Zai, do you know him?] [Immortal Chi Yuan, boundless magic power, the Divine Continent Tablet, capable of splitting the heavens with a single strike. Do you know him?] [What? What are you talking about?] The system was completely baffled. "Please..." Finally, Mo Mo chose to speak first, "Where is Bishop Otto's pre-battle speech being held?" Chi Yuan's cold gaze swept over Mo Mo, but her tone softened somewhat, "You've taken the wrong turn." With that, Chi Yuan pointed in the direction Mo Mo had come from.

This was awkward. "Thank you for the guidance. Without lingering, Mo Mo quickly turned around and left at an even faster pace. "Miss, please wait." When the slightly indifferent voice rang out, Mo Mo's back suddenly froze. "Is there anything else?" "May I ask..." Chi Yuan suddenly asked a question that Mo Mo hadn't expected, "How old are you, Miss?" Mo Mo, who was about to blurt out, suddenly remembered Nefert Seven's words about losing three years and becoming even more depressed, "around twenty..." "I see." Chi Yuan nodded thoughtfully, "Thank you, please go ahead." Farewell. With those two dry words, Mo Mo quickly left the scene, leaving Chi Yuan still standing there, silently gazing at Mo Mo's back.

After a series of stumbling movements, Mo Mo finally found the place where the pre-battle speech was supposed to be held, following the crowd. He squeezed into the dense group of Valkyries. [They would never guess that there was a traitor among them!] [Traitor my ass! I'm on the same side as them, okay?] Amidst the pushing and shoving, Mo Mo gritted his teeth. [Damn, it's so crowded.] In the midst of this "going with the flow," Mo Mo saw Otto standing on the high platform in the distance and heard his first line. "Gentlemen, I love war!" [Isn't this a bit off?] [It seems a bit off?] Mo Mo and the system were both dumbfounded.

Two figures stood to Otto's left and right. One was Cecilia, the strongest warrior from Destiny, who had just fought Mo Mo. The other, who bore a striking resemblance to the Immortal Chi Yuan, was Cheng Lixue, a member of the Snow Wolf Squad, the strongest A-rank Valkyrie, and arguably the strongest below level 5, known as the "Frost Swordsman." After a passionate opening speech, Otto began his pre-battle address. From quoting classical texts to casual remarks, from reflecting on the past to looking to the future, his tone was impassioned. Every word struck a chord, stirring the fighting spirit of everyone present. "...We have prepared for this for so long. Today, we will prove on this stage who is the world's number one fighter!" Otto raised his right hand high, then clenched it into a fist and slammed it down. "The warriors of Destiny will never yield!" His powerful words resonated in everyone's hearts.

Mo Mo, having listened to the entire text, also felt a surge of emotion welling up within him, about to burst forth. "Good."

A clear, melodious female voice rang out from the silent crowd, followed by a burst of applause. Mo Mo, unable to contain her excitement, attracted everyone's attention... Under the watchful eyes of everyone around her, an embarrassed expression finally appeared on Mo Mo's face, and her clapping gradually stopped.

Why are these people acting so unpredictably? He's Archbishop Otto, the supreme leader of all of you. Since it's the leader speaking, how can you not even react at the slightest? Isn't that incredibly disrespectful? What a bunch of incompetent subordinates. [Alright, stop making excuses for your brain farts, okay?]

Otto naturally spotted the familiar figure applauding in the crowd, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. With a snap of his fingers, the bright lights in the empty hall went out one by one.

In the darkness, sparse whispers arose. Soon, the light from two spotlights pierced the darkness before everyone's eyes like sharp swords, striking the bewildered Mo Mo precisely. "Now, I must solemnly introduce—the one who has always been hidden in the shadows, the executor of justice, named—Kalen: Kaslana, at this very moment she has ascended to the quasi-S-rank Valkyrie!" Every word Otto uttered stirred a tidal wave of emotions within Mo Mo. "And this time, she will join us in a final battle against the devil!"

Mo Mo's bewildered question seemed utterly insignificant amidst the sudden surge of applause. What the hell? What's going on? Although still confused about Otto's intentions, Mo Mo was certain of one thing from that knowing smile: "You bastard Otto! You tricked me!"

Mo Mo slammed his hand on the desk in front of him, glaring fiercely at Otto, who sat there leisurely. "What exactly do you want?" "What did I do wrong? Why are you so angry?" Otto feigned ignorance. "I was just introducing you to my future teammates. What's wrong with that?" "I've already told you, I'm not Kallen Kaslana! It's just a pseudonym. Why are you so agitated? Just like your so-called 'Mo Xiaoming' nickname." Otto remained unmoved.

"No... what did I guess right? What incredible fact is this?... " Mo Mo paused slightly after his truth was exposed, but still insisted, "Stop your pointless probing, Otto. You know very well that Kallen Kaslana is already dead. "Shouldn't you be ending that pointless pretense?" Otto raised an eyebrow and slowed his speech. "You're not from this world, are you?"

A bolt from the blue struck Mo Mo's mind. "What do you mean?" Mo Mo asked, barely managing to compose himself after a second. "I mean you should rest well and prepare for the upcoming battle. Isn't that what you wanted?" Otto replied, seemingly unrelated to Mo Mo's question.

[Hiss, this vice-president seems to be mistaking you for Kallen from another world. I have to say, isn't that a bit too sensitive? 1 [I'm speechless. 1]

"That's all I have to say, believe it or not!" With that final sentence, Mo Mo turned and left decisively. "I'm leaving! I have one last question." Watching Mo Mo's retreating figure, Otto asked, "Do you know... Chongying?" "No, get lost!"

The expensive office was slammed down hard, making one worry that it might crack under the force. "Don't you recognize Shigeaki yet? Heh, interesting." Otto smiled confidently, as if everything was under his control.

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55. Prelude to the Counterattack

Oulu, Finland. A heavy, oppressive cloud hung over the lifeless city, casting an eerie shadow. The once bustling city of Oulu was now like a ghost town, devoid of any life or sound, until the howling wind shattered the silence. A torrential downpour washed over the deserted city, a prelude to a sudden, massive tornado. But the storm quickly dissipated, and a seemingly young "girl" emerged from the wind. She stood high in the sky, looking down at the lifeless city, bewildered. This shouldn't be happening. Her Majesty the Queen's orders were to wreak havoc on human cities, to tear apart human civilization from its very corners.

But the strange occurrence before her eyes was completely contrary to her expectations. She was puzzled, she was confused. Until she saw the silver-haired woman on the tallest building ahead, and smelled a faint scent of danger. It was an existence completely out of place in this deathly silence. "Target has appeared." Looking at the Herrscher appearing in the distance, Muraseria murmured, raising the huge silver-white lance in her hand. "Mission, begin."

Astana, Kazakhstan. Countless fireballs rained down from the sky, blasting through skyscrapers and shattering the earth, billowing smoke rising high, turning the entire city into a sea of ​​fire in an instant. However, the fiery red figure who fell from the sky did not hear the expected screams and cries. Because before she arrived, the city was already an empty shell devoid of life. Just as she was equally puzzled by this, a loud shout from the ground caught her attention. "Hey girl." A woman with equally fiery red hair, carrying a crimson spear on her shoulder, opened her mouth full of sharp teeth and grinned boldly.

"Surprise, Mother Fu//ker." Ants..." The blazing flames burned even brighter around her, "Are you all left?" "Of course, it's up to us to send you back to where you came from."

"Stupid dog, listen to commands and don't act rashly." Salome, standing at the front, coldly reminded her, her eyes never leaving the Herrscher in front of her. "Yes, yes, I will definitely follow the Commander's orders, okay?" Shub replied perfunctorily, but still obediently made way for the figure that came out behind her. "Salome, Nicholas, proceed according to the original plan, there must be no mistakes." The azure sword was drawn from its sheath and Cheng Lixue immediately gave the order, "Attack." "Yes!" *2 "Damn ants, the three figures were instantly engulfed by flames. In the shadows not far away, a pair of calm eyes watched the battle that had begun. "...I don't need to take action, do I?" Looking at the three figures rushing out of the flames towards the Herrscher, Chi Yuan muttered to herself.

Novosibirsk, Russia. In the third empty city, two people were waiting for their yet-to-arrive "guests." Leaning casually against the wall by the street, Mo Mo fiddled with a device in his hand—a virtual screen appeared before him, playing footage of events happening a thousand miles away. He happened to see the Herrscher riding the Gale being instantly killed by a lance piercing through the chest. Such an overwhelming victory couldn't even be considered a battle. [Tsk, it was leaked like that?] [That's why I said this Herrscher of Wind is trash.] Mo Mo nodded along with the system's words, not forgetting to add a muttered under his breath, [Thank goodness I didn't choose to accept the treasure from Xi Shi... otherwise, if I had been tainted by that shameful aura, I would have been eating my fill of humiliation.] Switching scenes again, he saw a ball of flame being steadily defeated by the siege of three A-rank Valkyries. [Looks like this won't last much longer either, tsk tsk tsk, how embarrassing.] [Don't you even know who was responsible for providing the intelligence?] 1. With prior preparations, it seems there's absolutely no need to worry. It even seems that Immortal Chi Yuan can save the opportunity to act. So... with the situation on the other two sides settled, Mo Mo shut down his equipment, straightened up, and adjusted his gas mask. Only this place remains. But... why hasn't it arrived yet? Could it have gotten lost on the way? "Please be patient, Lady Karen. According to the plan, we just need to wait." Amber, standing to Mo Mo's right, reminded him respectfully. She also wore a similar gas mask, giving her voice a uniquely low tone. "Amber, I've said it many times..." Mo Mo sighed helplessly. "I'm not Karen: Kaslana, please don't listen to Yuto's nonsense, okay?" "This is all at the bishop's command." Amber remained unmoved.

Damn Otto.

But no matter how much he tried to reason with Otto, he only excluded the other members, still insisting on bringing in Amber, claiming it was for mutual cooperation. "Sigh." Mo Mo sighed deeply. "Is Lady Kallen troubled?" Amber asked. "Please don't be afraid. No matter what happens, I will protect you." "Protect me?" Amber's words startled Mo Mo. "Yes." Amber nodded slightly. "Admittedly, I cannot compare to Lady Kallen, who possesses Level 5 strength, but if there is an emergency, even at the cost of my life, I will never back down." Her slightly indifferent tone carried a promise of keeping her word, leaving no room for doubt. "That must be hard on you." Mo Mo forced a smile. [But hey Mo, could you take off that gas mask on your face? It looks kind of silly.] [What can I do? I'm doing this to protect myself from the Herrschers, you know?] "Hey, you think I'm just for show? Let me tell you, this fragrance-proof mask can do everything I can, and even things it can't do, I can still do. [You're surprisingly capable in some less important areas, aren't you?]" Mo Mo couldn't help but say. "Of course, you don't even know who I am..."

He had just praised the system, and his nascent tail was practically touching the sky. However, just as the system was launching into its self-praise, a streak of discoloration appeared in the clear sky. Something was wrong. Something had already arrived in the city. [Not only can I do this, but I can also... Hey, Mo Zai... Are you listening to me?] [Quiet down, a guest has arrived.] "Amber." "Yes, Lady Karen." Picking up the massive scythe beside her, Amber became alert, cautiously observing the surrounding high-hanging black mist. If one were to look down from above at this moment, they would see a thick, dark mist gradually engulfing the empty city, soon to completely swallow it whole.

It was truly a place where nothing grew, leaving nothing but desolation. Visibility was compressed to its absolute limit within this black fog. But even without sight, Mo Mo's intuition told him that a special being lurked within the dense fog, concealing itself in the darkness and moving swiftly through the mist. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." A low, apologetic voice faintly echoed in his ears. Where was it? Holding a scythe, Amber warily surveyed her surroundings, her nerves taut. "Her Majesty the Queen will be angry, P..." Before she could finish speaking, a slender arm emerged from the darkness, grasped Amber's mask, gently removed it, and retreated back into the black fog. "I'm sorry..." Amber, caught off guard, clutched her throat. "Snap."

"Lady Karen?" The familiar face was crystal clear even at such close range. "Your mask. No, without the mask, she will also..." "Don't worry." Holding down Amber's hand as she was about to remove the mask, Mo Mo pulled out another purple-black mask from somewhere. "Masks are never lacking, but this one can't be given to you. After all, it's proof of being a phantom thief." Putting the mask on, Mo Mo gazed into the unfathomable darkness before her and said softly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

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56.Death of death

Death itself is colorless, invisible, inaudible, and untouchable. But the black mist that had swallowed the entire city before Mo Mo was like death itself, exhaling an aura that all living beings instinctively repelled. It indiscriminately withered everything it entangled. And within that constantly expanding and writhing chaos, something seemed to be moving slowly. A pair of eyes were staring at Mo Mo and Amber behind her through this thin barrier. And she was the culprit behind all of this. [Mo Mo, can you feel it?] [Although it's a bit blurry...] Mo Mo could feel that in the black mist not far ahead, she stopped moving. [It's really made me wait a long time.] Mo Mo took a step towards the black mist in front of her. And that mass, as if it had a life of its own, also moved backward, as if fleeing from Mo Mo's pursuit. It seemed to be afraid? "Karen... Amber cautiously reached out her hand towards Mo Mo's figure, hesitating to speak. "Wait patiently, Amber." "At this moment, Mo Mo didn't have the leisure to correct Amber's mistake. 'Let me handle it. This kind of thing doesn't need a second person at all.' 'But His Holiness the Bishop said...' 'Go back and tell him that there's nothing he wants here.' Mo Mo said without room for argument, 'There's only a puppet infused with a portion of the Herrscher of Death's power.' [Since it's a puppet, have you made up your mind?]... Mo Mo tried hard to appear harmless, putting on a kind smile." "Hello, I've been waiting for you here for a long time. May I see you? [Are you serious? How could someone possibly... .woc, it actually works?]" With a surprised exclamation from the system, the black mist before Mo Mo's eyes gradually dissipated, tearing away the deep veil to finally reveal the culprit's true face. "I...I know you..." She lowered her head slightly, cautiously observing Mo Mo's expression, and timidly spoke, "Her Majesty the Queen mentioned...long silver hair and a purple dress, indeed exactly as Her Majesty described." "?" Mo Mo was stunned. "What did she say?" "Her Majesty..." she whispered, "If you encounter her, just ignore her; if she meddles, kill her without hesitation."