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

It was Mo Mo who had switched from the form of Sirin to the form of Karen. "You son of a bitch!" Mo Mo gritted his teeth, pulled on the taut chain, and with a burst of strength, dragged his enormous body backward.

Losing his balance, he crashed to the ground. [Good! Your strength is unmatched, your spirit is unparalleled!] Drawing a spear from the unfolded cross, Mo Mo leaped high, turning the spear around to aim at the ground below. Without any resistance, the sharp spear tip instantly pierced through the mangled shell, embedding itself deeply into his skull.

Just seconds ago, Menglu was baring its fangs and claws, but now it was completely dead, a still-warm corpse. Without bothering to pull out its fangs, Momo jumped off Menglu and hopped in front of Karen.

"How are you? Are you hurt anywhere? Were you scared?"

Although his flustered, gesticulating behavior in front of her was rather slippery, his ability to appear at the last second was undeniably dashing. This was her heartfelt thought. However, because she was now using the same face as herself, an additional, peculiar emotion arose within her.

A mix of emotions welled up within him. "Looks like everything's alright now..." Seeing Karen just staring blankly, Mo Mo wiped his forehead; it felt as if his heart had stopped beating before he could.

Where is Seven? I can't see him. Mo Mo looked around, but he couldn't see Nefert Seven anywhere.

Never mind, that's not important. "Mo Mo," she coughed twice, patting her cheeks to shake off the awkwardness, and continued, "Your pimple-covered skin contrasts sharply with your delicate beauty..."

"If things don't go well, why don't we leave for now and make further plans?" Karen pursed her lips. Although she really wanted Mo Mo to stop speaking in this way, she didn't say it aloud.

But the word "okay" was never uttered.

A gasp of surprise rang out.

It was Seven's voice! ! ! !" Mo Mo immediately pushed Karen away. The next moment, a large net descended from the sky, enveloping him.

"Finally caught you." Two unfamiliar figures emerged from the shadows of the ruins. "You despicable traitor!"

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10. Pursuers appear, plunging Mo Mo into "crisis"

(The plot will become slightly chaotic from this chapter onwards. If you don't enjoy the reading experience, you can skip to the new volume QWa) The sudden turn of events left Kallen with no time to react. Caught off guard, she was pushed away by Mo Mo, but it seemed that he used too much force.

Karen was instantly shoved away, but that wasn't the point. The focus was on Mo Mo, who was trapped in a large net shooting out from the shadows. Just as he instinctively struggled in the net, a strange voice rang in his ears. "Finally caught you." Mo Mo pulled on the net, looking in the direction of the voice. Two unfamiliar figures emerged from the shadows of the ruins, their bodies completely covered by black coats, only their general human shapes visible. Their faces were completely obscured by the shadows of their hoods, making it impossible to determine their gender by their voices alone. Although they were different from the previous lackeys of Destiny, they exuded a completely different aura, making one uneasy. "Damn traitor!" "Just as we expected, if we waited here a little longer, you would definitely reappear." One of them spoke first, as if Mo Mo's every move was within their prediction. "Although Mo Mo didn't understand the situation, the fact that he was in such dire straits was obvious without even thinking." Instead of pondering the meaning of "traitor," it's better to think about how to get rid of this thing. [Damn, what material is this? It's so sturdy!] Mo Mo simply grabbed the mesh and started tearing at it, but the seemingly delicate and thin net didn't budge except for slight deformation. [Is this some kind of black technology? But it's neither scientific nor malicious!] It's unbelievable that even Kallen's form, which has almost all its attribute points added to its stats, can't break free from this seemingly ordinary net.

The system's voice held an unusual seriousness. "[It is indeed a high-level black technology.] But... .] "Don't waste your energy." One of the men in black spoke, his tone smug. "Trying to escape our latest invention so easily is wishful thinking! This is the '100% impossible-to-escape-by-brute-force capture net' specially prepared for you!" Another man in black beside him glanced at him but didn't speak. "[Damn, what an awkward name.] [Agreed, it's on par with your level.]" "Bastards." Mo Mo cursed unwillingly. "Who are you people?!" "Hmph." The first man in black snorted and stepped forward. "Since you've asked so sincerely, I'll mercifully tell you." The second man in black followed suit. "To ensure the world is destroyed." To prevent world peace. "To uphold love and true evil." A cute and charming villain. "Rambo Maru Ramboto!" "We are the Dai-Shockers who travel through various worlds!" "White Hole, a white tomorrow awaits us!" Two men in black stood tall, their expressions unclear, but one could imagine the intense pride on their faces. Mo Mo was so shocked that he stopped struggling, staring dumbfounded at the duo posing not far away. [They actually copied my lines! 1 [Hey? Didn't you copy your lines too? And they changed even less than you did.][Damn it, which side are you on?]

[I won't help my own brother, I'll just have to help my younger brother.] The system's voice sounded very self-righteous. [Wait, so this is what you're concerned about?] [Oh, right.] Mo Mo realized something was wrong. [Ranbo Maru (NO.1), Lanbo Tu (NO.2), these names are too casual!]

[I'm so frustrated! The point is, it's Dai-Shocker, you idiot!] The system scolded with exasperation. [They're pursuers sent by Dai-Shocker! Do you understand what pursuers are?] Mo Mo was startled, finally remembering those three words that hadn't been very prominent in his self-introduction. "You're from Dai-Shocker?" "At least you have some sense!" Lanbo Maru interjected. "Our mission is to bring you, this traitor, back to the organization to await punishment, on the orders of the acting leader!"

"Acting leader? Traitor?" Mo Mo was stunned again. [Are these two my sister's subordinates?] Mo Mo's heart sank. [Calm down, Mo Zai, don't lose your composure.] The system promptly reminded him, [Assess the situation first.] If it were a violent invitation, there would be some room for understanding, but this traitor... "Don't make false accusations! When was I a traitor?!" Mo Mo retorted defiantly. "I don't even have any memory of joining!" Whether someone is a traitor or not should be determined by the acting leader, and our mission is to take you back to see the acting leader!" Lan Bowan remained unmoved. "So please cooperate with our work and come with us obediently." And before that, Lan Bowan interjected, "Hand over your CD drive!"

Finally, Nefit Seven and those people the system mentioned who had their eyes on his belt appeared. "You can maintain this posture now thanks to the power of the Driver, right?" Rumble also realized. "Hand over the Driver quickly, so you can suffer less." "Pah." Mo Mo started struggling again. "You're thinking about PCach!" "Don't waste our mercy and time. The acting leader has already given orders to make recovering the DC-Driver the top priority. If there is resistance, even if it turns you into a corpse, we must guarantee that we get the DC-Driver." "That's right." Rumble also said calmly.

So...irritable? Wow, is this really my sister? [System, are you sure my sister and I have no grudge? She's practically risking her life!] Mo Mo kept tearing at the net, but to no avail... There must be some misunderstanding here, right? The system said uncertainly, "How's your decision?" Lanbo Maru asked proactively. "But I refuse!" Mo Mo replied firmly, "I will absolutely not hand over the belt! [Mo...] If I give you the belt, won't I be at your mercy? Don't even think about it! I found this, so it's mine! [I'm so...] The system's emotion vanished completely within two short secrets. "Since you're so uncooperative, we'll have to resort to force." Both Lanbo Maru and Lanbo Tu's gazes fell on Mo Mo's waist, intending to snatch it by force. "Hmph, do you really think you're a match for me?" Indeed, if we were to rate your direct combat strength on a scale of 1 to 10, you'd probably be a 120. But—" Lanbo Maru's tone shifted, "Now that you can't even move freely, do you think you can stand against the two of us working together? Don't forget I have helpers too! You mean that lady who's lying on the ground somewhere, unable to get up? Or that man who stopped? Or that dragon that got slammed against the wall?" Lanbo Maru let out a disdainful laugh, "The one who's truly delusional is you! Isolated and helpless, you're as fragile as a candle in the wind before us!" "Solvadora!" Mo Mo responded with a confident smile. "We still have one more person who hasn't appeared yet."

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11. Initial contact ended badly; leaving is the best course of action. (Repair Card)

"What?!" A strange premonition surged in his heart. Lanbo Maru instinctively grabbed the end of the net, trying to drag Mo Mo away. However, just as he was about to move, he found his hands and feet firmly controlled by invisible shackles, unable to move, completely losing his ability to act. It was as if the surrounding space had frozen—no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from this invisible restraint. At the same time, a barely perceptible crack appeared beside Mo Mo, gradually widening and expanding. A purple figure emerged from it, hovering in mid-air. It arrogantly looked down at the two pitiful creatures whose status had plummeted in an instant. "Despicable humans, resorting to such dirty and despicable means." Sirin's eyes narrowed, her malevolent energy surging, her cold killing intent blatantly licking at the two motionless men in black. "So, you're prepared to die, aren't you?" A new guy?

"When?" Lanbo Maru and Lanbo Tu sensed something was wrong, muttering to themselves, their previous composure completely gone. The uninvited guest possessed a dangerous aura that clashed sharply with her petite and charming appearance. The roles of prey and hunter shifted in an instant.

"Of course, before I came down from the sky." Mo Mo pulled out the Diend Driver from his pocket. "You really think I didn't see you two sneaking around in the alley? Don't underestimate me, I'm not blind! It was definitely the right choice to keep Sirin as a backup. Otherwise, we might have really messed up here." "Tsk, miscalculated, didn't expect there to be another Driver..." Lanbo Maru gritted his teeth, a hint of annoyance in his voice, but he didn't seem to feel any tension about the current critical situation. "And then, what do you plan to do? Get rid of the two of us to vent your anger?" "No, being merciful as I am, I will of course interrogate you properly about the Dai-Shocker incident. As for your punishment, of course, the final decision will be made based on your performance." "Mo Mo said, hands on his hips, though his image, still covered by the net, looked even more comical. "Don't be delusional, we will not betray Dai-Shocker!" Despite being at their mercy, Lanbo Maru showed no sign of backing down. "We won't reveal a single piece of information about Dai-Shocker to you!" Sirin waved her hand, and a Void Spear appeared behind each of their heads. "Killing him directly wouldn't be a problem, would it?" Since they had already attacked Mo Mo, they could be considered enemies. Since they were enemies who could potentially threaten Mo Mo, Sirin had no reason to show mercy, especially to someone as "unyielding as death." "You don't need to lift a finger," Lanbo Maru said disdainfully, turning to Mo Mo. "Even if you win this time, don't think it's over. Dai-Shocker won't let you off so easily. You won't leave this world unscathed!"

“We’ll meet again!” said Lanbo Maru, accompanied by the increasingly clear ticking sound. “Next time, we won’t fail again.”

Beneath the black robes, the red light grew ever brighter, and the inexplicable ticking sound became increasingly rapid. Finally, a sliver of light emerged from within.

Both Lanbo Maru and Lanbo Tu were engulfed in massive explosions, yet no one present was injured. "They just self-destructed like that?" Mo Mo pushed away Xilin, whom he had hastily embraced, staring incredulously at the smoke-filled crater. If that's the case, what did "next time we won't fail again" mean? Did they crawl back from the underworld for revenge? [Don't be stupid, look carefully.] The system warned. In the crater created by the explosion, besides the billowing black smoke and dust, some small, charred objects seemed to be vaguely visible. "Hey, hey, hey, no way, those two were..." Seeing the few remaining "remains," Mo Mo had a gradually clearer guess in his mind, "Robots?" Even though they were damaged, it was still clear they were parts from some kind of machine. "The main body was probably just hiding in the shadows, remotely controlling it. They wouldn't be so foolish as to choose to act personally. Tsk, this is a bit difficult. So that's why they decisively chose to self-destruct?"

"What a childish act." "Mo Mo, Mo Mo, are you alright!" Just as Mo Mo was still pondering the two guys who had suddenly appeared, Xi Lin pounced on him, frantically searching his body through the net. "Are you hurt? Is anything bothering you? Were you scared?" "I'm fine, but could you please get this thing off me first?" He wanted to pat Xi Lin's head as usual, but this damn barrier prevented him from doing so. With Xi Lin's frantic help, Mo Mo finally broke free. Weighing the seemingly ordinary net in his hand, Mo Mo couldn't help but marvel at the amazing technology of the Great Shocker. Then, he casually tossed it into Xi Lin's "storage space." Maybe he'd need it later. [0T, Congratulations on obtaining the item "Unbreakable Net" *1] The long-awaited "system notification" rang out again. "Sirin, have you taken care of all the horned monsters in the city?" Relieved, Mo Mo asked. "Not only did I eliminate them all, but I also managed to protect those humans from injury." Sirin's two tufts of "dog ears" twitched incessantly, seemingly hinting at something. "Mmm, great job!" After Sirin received her reward of a pat on the head, Mo Mo looked around. "Where did Seven go? And where's Karen?" Sirin shook her head in bewilderment. "That's strange..."

"Master..." Just as Mo Mo was feeling surprised, a faint but familiar voice rang out from behind. "Ah, Seven? What's wrong, Seven?" Mo Mo and Xilin turned around and saw Nefert Seven, who was being helped by Karen and limping towards them.

"Ahem, it's a long story." Nefert Seven frowned in pain. Being secretly killed by a Horned Beast with a single slap was already a tragic situation. After finally getting up, he was pinned down by another Horned Beast that seemed to have flown in from nowhere. If it weren't for Kallen, who also seemed to have flown in from nowhere, pulling him out from under the monster, Nefert Seven estimated he would have been bedridden for a long time. Fortunately, it was only a minor injury. "But I'm glad you're alright." Nefert Seven forced a smile. "Thanks to Miss Kallen for saving me." "I didn't do anything." Kallen quickly waved her hand, about to say something, when she met the gaze of Sirin, who was standing next to Mo Mo.

Despite the lack of verbal communication, Karen's keen intuition told her that this seemingly peculiar little girl harbored considerable hostility towards her. Although she didn't know the reason... Looking around, Momo counted, "Isn't someone missing?" Momo exclaimed... and whoever she called appeared. The last member, Benares, returned, wings drooping and looking disheveled. "I'm back from the Abyss; looks like I've been through a fierce battle." Now that everyone was present, Momo was astonished to find... the operation seemed to have come to an end. The original plan was to rescue Karen from the execution ground; Karen had been rescued, so what was next? "Hey! Second squad, search over there; third squad, search over there; the rest of you, follow me! The criminal can't have gone far; for the honor of Destiny, we must bring him to justice."

"They're the pursuers from Destiny!" Kallen reacted first, looking a little nervous. [Alright, looks like you don't need to think about it anymore. They've already given you the answer. Besides these idiots, there are also members of an organization lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce. With the enemy in the shadows, it's best to run away quickly.]

That's what they say, but we still need somewhere to run. "Tsk, no time to think about that, how about we get out of here first? Who ambushed me!" Just as Mo Mo was seriously issuing orders, he suddenly felt something hit his head. Clutching his head and looking around, Mo Mo finally spotted a hand waving at him from around the corner of the alley, as if saying, "Come over here."

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12. "Nothing happened; the mandate of heaven remains peaceful today."

A series of rough knocks echoed outside the door. As the broken wooden door slowly slid open, a withered, aged face emerged from the shadows. She stared timidly at the several guards standing guard at the door, her cloudy eyes trembling slightly, but she didn't close the door. "Sirs, what can I do for you?" The head guard sniffed with disgust, shoved the old woman aside, and barged into the house. The meager furnishings, barely enough to be described as bare, lay quietly in a dark corner; even the cramped space felt empty. After glancing around, the guard pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and waved it in front of the old woman.

"Have you seen these people?" Several hastily drawn portraits were on yellowed, wrinkled paper, making their faces barely recognizable. The old woman leaned closer, squinting as she carefully examined the portraits. After a long while, just as the guards' faces were showing obvious impatience, she slowly shook her head. "Sir, I'm sorry, I haven't seen these people, but... how come these two people are related to that Karen..."

"Don't ask so many questions you shouldn't!" The guard rudely interrupted the old man's questions, crumpling the yellow paper back into his pocket. "If you see anything, remember to report it, you old fool! Otherwise, God will punish you!" "Yes, yes, yes." The old man nodded hurriedly, his wrinkled face filled with fear.

"Let's go." The old man nodded to his two men behind him, and the three guards swaggered away. Watching their departing figures, the old man shakily reached out and closed the door again. Today was not a good day. Life remained difficult, and monsters, seemingly appearing from nowhere, were wreaking havoc. It seemed even this last line of defense had fallen. Even far from the worst of the destruction, scattered ruins could still be seen. Walking along the lifeless street, the three guards spotted a house that appeared intact. Reaching the door, one of the guards reached out his hand.

The thumping continued, the gestures still utterly lacking in decorum. But no one opened the door, not even a single answer. The head guard frowned. He increased the pressure of his thumping. Still, no one opened the door.

The two guards following behind exchanged glances but remained silent, mindful of their captain's increasingly hostile expression. "Thump, thump, thump!" This was practically banging on the door. If it were the previous, dilapidated door, it would have collapsed long ago. The head guard raised an eyebrow. Just as he was about to kick the door open, it finally swung open. The woman who opened the door glanced at the three men behind it, her face equally unfriendly, and said in a harsh tone, "What do you want?" "You audacious commoner, sir..." One of the guards stepped forward, cursing, but was immediately stomped aside by his leader, who left him with a mouthful of mud. "This good-for-nothing doesn't know his place. I hope you won't take offense." The head guard, his previous swagger replaced by a fawning smile, bowed and scraped before the young woman, saying, "Lady Eleanor, we are very sorry to have disturbed your rest. We didn't know this was your home, please forgive us."

"I'm no longer a Valkyrie, no need for that title." Eleanor's furrowed brows relaxed slightly as she spoke. "What are you saying?" The head guard's face turned serious. "Although you've left the front lines, your legend still lives on in Destiny. As one of the best Valkyries who led from the front against evil, you are our idol..." Enough with the nonsense. Eleanor's brows furrowed again, her tone growing increasingly unfriendly. "What is it?" The head guard quickly stopped speaking, frantically pulling out the yellow paper and respectfully presenting it to Eleanor. "May I ask, Lady Eleanor, have you seen these people?" Glancing down at the yellow paper, Eleanor answered decisively, "No. Um, may I ask if we can go in and take a look for a moment?" The head guard asked cautiously. "You suspect me of harboring fugitives?" Eleanor's face darkened. "No, no, no." The head guard trembled under Eleanor's glare and quickly waved his hands. "We just want to make sure they haven't sneaked into your house, Lady Eleanor. To ensure your safety, we sincerely hope you can cooperate with our investigation. You..." Eleanor was about to reprimand this ungrateful fellow when a sound came from behind her. "What happened?" The guard saw another figure with black hair and black eyes emerge from behind Eleanor.

His identity was, of course, self-evident. "It's nothing, you can go in now," Eleanor said gently, turning her head. "I'll handle it." Mo Mo glanced "confusedly" at the guards outside, shook his head, and went back inside. "This is..." The head guard compared the suddenly appearing Mo Mo with the hastily drawn portrait above. "Oh dear, they don't resemble each other at all." "What does this have to do with you?" Eleanor's tone remained stiff. "No, no, no, we've just never heard of you, Eleanor, actually having such an attitude." "Do I need to report to you people who I keep at home?" Eleanor sneered, "'My lady,' you have quite the airs of authority." "No, no, no," the head guard shook his head vigorously. "It's all your prerogative, Eleanor. Whatever makes you happy." Just kidding, although, as she said, she had now stepped down from her position as Valkyrie and become a commoner in public. But her former subordinates and connections were far beyond what a mere guard captain like himself could ever hope to match. If she wanted, she could kill him in hundreds of different ways in a matter of minutes. How dare he act presumptuously in front of her? "So, are you still going to 'search' me?" Eleanor raised an eyebrow and asked. "No, no, Lady Eleanor is so understanding and wouldn't do anything inappropriate. We'll leave now." The guard captain dared not continue to be dutiful and hurriedly bowed. "Then get out of here! Get out now, get out now!" The guard captain quickly backed away, replying with a forced smile. "Oh, right." The door, which was gradually closing, was pushed open a little more by Eleanor. She continued, "Next time I see you touching my door with your filthy hands, I'm afraid I'll break it in half and shove it in your mouth!"

The head guard, pale-faced, watched the door close, swallowed hard, took a deep breath, turned around, and slapped his stunned subordinate. "What the hell are you doing, standing there like a madman? Get back to work!" He then kicked the subordinate lying on the ground. "Still playing dead? Get up, you idiot!" "Captain, we..." "What the hell are you doing here? Let's go!" After yelling that, the head guard added, "Nothing happened just now, understand? Understood." "Louder! Understood!!!" "Very good." The head guard straightened his arm and continued to lead the way, swaggering at the front. But the way they left looked like three pathetic deserters.

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13. Interlude: The demonstration of the harmless Beibeilong (a type of dragon).

Standing at the second-floor window, Mo Mo watched the three guards quickly disappear into the distance and breathed a sigh of relief. Had he "escaped unscathed"? In a sense, it was a good thing these three hadn't discovered him; otherwise, it wouldn't have been possible to let them go back and report. He still had to do something.

"Tap tap tap." Footsteps gradually sounded as Eleanor climbed the stairs to the second floor, meeting Mo Mo's gaze. She seemed unchanged over the past few days, except for a few faint gray hairs mixed in with her long, golden hair. "It's so good we weren't exposed." "Mm." Eleanor responded casually, then continued, "The searches will probably be more frequent than usual these days, but don't worry, it's still very safe here. As long as you don't go out, they won't dare come in. Those three guys are the best example. Having privileges is really comfortable." "It's all thanks to you." Mo Mo scratched his head and smiled, "Otherwise, we wouldn't know what to do." Earlier, after dealing with the Big Shocker duo, when they were about to be discovered by the search team, it was Eleanor who lent a helping hand to Mo Mo and his group, who had "nowhere to go," and took them to her house to hide them. Come to think of it, when Mo Mo first saw Eleanor, he subconsciously thought she was there to arrest him, but it turned out she was the one who rescued him—

Eleanor silently shook her head and asked, "How is Captain Karen now?" "She's asleep. She needs rest now," Momo replied. "She's just too weak, nothing serious. And Seven too, Momo forced him to rest on the bed. Although he looks quite disheveled, he should be lively and energetic again after a little rest." "That's good." A faint smile finally appeared on Eleanor's face, but it quickly vanished.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Mo Mo felt helpless about this; he wasn't familiar with Eleanor to begin with, and their previous meetings had always been on opposing sides, especially after he had blown her up like Judah at the end of the first volume, even though at that time Mo Mo's intention was to save her.

But now, Mo Mo seemed unable to find a good topic to break the awkward silence. He couldn't very well ask, "Have you eaten?"—a very traditional Chinese greeting. "...Not a Valkyrie anymore?" After thinking for a long time, Mo Mo could only come up with this question. "If you don't want to do it anymore, you just retired. There's nothing more to say," Eleanor replied succinctly. Although it was obviously not that simple, Mo Mo wouldn't be so tactless as to pry, after all, it was her own choice. "Let me ask you something," Eleanor spoke up just as the awkward silence was about to continue, "Who are those guys?" Clearly, she was referring to Sirin, who was currently hunched over her textbook, looking distressed, and Benares, who sat beside her, staring blankly at Sirin's "serious study." As for why Sirin was still "seriously studying" at this time...

"Don't ask, it's all Mo Mo's coercion and enticement. Even in this situation, a good child shouldn't neglect their studies." "Well... it's a bit complicated to explain." Mo Mo couldn't think of the right words to explain. "That girl, she must be something else." Eleanor pointed at Benares and asked. Not only her, but even the seemingly harmless little girl beside her was no good either. The experienced Eleanor immediately noticed something was off. "Bella, she..." Mo Mo hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth, "It's a Herrscher." "Horned Beast?" Eleanor's expression changed slightly, her tone rising a few octaves, "Then the other..." It's a Herrscher. "Mo Mo's answer this time was much more straightforward. Eleanor's face clearly showed a strange expression. Herrscher and Horned Beast?" "Don't worry, they won't hurt anyone." Noticing Eleanor's strangeness, Mo Mo quickly explained, "If you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you now." As he spoke, Momo beckoned to Benares, "Bella, come here for a moment." Benares looked up suspiciously. Although he didn't understand the situation, he quickly got up and walked to Momo's side. He glanced at Eleanor and asked, "Lord Momo, what do you need me for?" This genuine respect made Eleanor take a second look. "It's nothing very important, just needs your cooperation..." Faced with Benares's question, Momo gave a straightforward order, "Bella, crouch down." Although confused by Momo's instructions, Benares obediently complied. "And then?" "Well, stand up." Momo extended his hand to the standing Benares. "Hand." Full of doubt, Benares placed his hand on Momo's palm. "Very good." Momo nodded, "Come closer." Benares moved a little closer, still puzzled. "Good boy." Mo Mo reached out and ruffled Benares's hair a few times, smiling slightly with satisfaction. "Lord Mo... Lord Mo Mo?" Benares's cheeks flushed red instantly. In her memory, only her queen was entitled to such treatment. Bella glanced behind her without making a sound, and seeing that Sirin was still struggling with her textbook and hadn't noticed them, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, that's all for you. Be good and stay somewhere else." Experiencing the completely different feel of Mo Mo's touch compared to Sirin's, she simply sent Benares back to Sirin's side. "See? I didn't lie to you, it's perfectly safe." Momo gave Eleanor a thumbs-up. "So don't worry." Eleanor felt a little dizzy. After all, for her, the equation "Benara Beast = enemy" wasn't something that could be easily reversed. A Benara Beast that could coexist peacefully with humans was practically a fantasy. But today, it had appeared right before her eyes, incredibly real. Seeing its behavior, which was no different from that of a loyal dog, Eleanor couldn't help but feel quite curious about how Momo had tamed Benares. "Speaking of which, you actually helped us? I was so scared at the time, I thought you were going to catch me." "Mo Mo made a small joke, 'I didn't expect you to have already resigned.' Eleanor didn't say anything, just sighed deeply. [Hey, Mo, stop chatting, we have important business to attend to, don't forget me.] The system's voice rang out, [Aren't you going to ask what happened while we were gone?] [No need for your reminder.] After replying in his mind, Mo Mo coughed lightly, his relaxed demeanor fading, and asked Eleanor, 'During this time, has anything unusual happened here, or have any strange people appeared?' 'You're right.' Eleanor sighed. 'Yes, everything.'

It seems this world has become quite unsafe. "After they appeared, destiny changed." Walking to the window, gazing at the familiar yet strange scenery outside, Eleanor spoke slowly. No, it should be said that it changed long ago.

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14. Destiny and Dai-Shocker, in cahoots.jpg

Where should I begin? Right, let's start from there. After choosing to accept the power from the black box and become a Horned Beast out of "jealousy" of Captain Karen, I was left with only a hazy consciousness.

When she fully regained consciousness, she was already lying in Schicksal's sickbed. Although she had miraculously survived... she could no longer fulfill her duties as a Valkyrie. Forced to step down from her position as a Valkyrie and become a commoner, it didn't mean Eleanor had distanced herself from that dark and ugly environment. She could still sense the subtle secrets in the slightest breeze, and through her former subordinates and comrades, she learned of the untold "dramas" unfolding behind the lavish curtain. The Daughter of Schicksal, Kallen Kaslana, had defected from Schicksal with the important Black Box, undoubtedly shaking the entire organization. The enraged bishop dispatched countless pursuers to follow her footsteps out of Europe.

But compared to this, some changes that go unnoticed are quietly taking place. Sometime in the past, strangely dressed people have appeared in Destiny. They claimed to have come from afar, admiring the power and glory of Destiny, and implored the bishop to accept their tribute and allow them to remain in this glorious land far removed from "barbarism" and "ignorance." No one knew what they offered the bishop. The only certainty was that they remained in Destiny, gained the bishop's trust, and attained a considerably high status. Yet they remained remarkably low-key, operating in the shadows, doing things completely unknown to ordinary people. But Eleanor's intuition told her that this group definitely had some unspeakable secret. Time passed peacefully in this way. After becoming a commoner, Eleanor saw many things she had never witnessed as a Valkyrie. Far removed from that glorious "glory," she saw a world of hardship and people struggling to survive, a world completely different from the one in the temple. Although that poverty and hunger were not her concern. "Just surviving in this dangerous world would be enough," was her initial thought. But after seeing more, she inevitably developed some completely different perspectives. "Perhaps Captain Karen's idea was right. But soon after, Eleanor changed her mind. Schicksal intervened to suppress the famine and the resurgence of disease, and Eleanor knew very well that these were the work of those who called themselves 'Great Shocker.' 'Everything will be alright,' Eleanor thought. Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction. Even the vagrants that used to be everywhere in the streets disappeared. Schicksal began to thrive again. Until... Karen was captured and brought back to Schicksal. 'After deliberation, the higher-ups decided to hang Captain Karen.' After finishing her narration, Eleanor paused slightly, 'You should know what happened next.' Momo, who had been listening quietly, nodded. What happened next was 2: A group of people broke in on the day of the execution and staged a rescue operation. [Tsk, just as I expected, the organization's people have completely infiltrated this world, and they've even made connections with the bosses here. Unbelievable.]" The system wailed in Mo Mo's mind, [Wow, this is so painful, Mo-zai, is there any way to help?] [Stop wailing, what can I do?] The system's drawn-out, ghostly howl had already dampened Mo Mo's spirits. [But you see, the organization doesn't seem to have done anything bad. Maybe they brought their technology to this world and are driving its technological development?] [Mo... although I really don't want to discourage you.] The system's voice sounded conflicted. [But in the current situation, I don't think anyone would have the time to do such a good deed. The Great Shocker isn't some charity. I don't believe they don't have ulterior motives.]...]

The simplest and most straightforward guess is that their goal is to capture me and take me back to use the power of destiny, since destiny is the biggest local tyrant in this world. However, this means I'm now a rat in the street again. The only consolation right now is that the enemies we've encountered are basically all weaklings, there's nothing to worry about, as long as no strange characters pop out from some hidden corner, our side is still quite stable. [So, now you have to think about what to do next, right? The person has been rescued, is there anything else you want to do?] [I don't have anything, Mo Mo was just passing by anyway, [let's ask Karen what she plans to do after she wakes up.] [You want to take her away?] 1...

That being said, it's possible that they might not be willing to go with me. "Hey, what are you spacing out for?" After staring at Mo Mo, who had inexplicably started spacing out, Eleanor finally spoke up. "Nothing, just a little tired," Mo Mo replied, trying to temporarily put those things aside. "Then it's my turn to ask you something," Eleanor said, leaning against the bed and staring at Mo Mo. "...Did you save me?"

“I heard it from Captain Karen,” Eleanor explained. “She told me when I visited her in prison after she was captured. After all, Karen was the only one left present at that time.” “I was planning to save you, although I might have been a little too harsh, but you know I had no choice in that situation. I hope you can understand.” Unable to read anything from Eleanor’s indifferent expression, Mo Mo chose to reason with her. “That was my own mistake. I should thank you for saving me from my irrationality.” At this point, Eleanor bowed slightly to Mo Mo. “…Thank you.” Her awkward thanks sounded quite unskilled. “It’s nothing serious…” Mo Mo felt he deserved Eleanor’s thanks. "But I still want to ask you." After thanking her, Eleanor straightened her back. "Why did you save me?" "What do you mean?" Mo Mo scratched his head, a little confused. "Our positions are not aligned, or rather, it would be more accurate to say we are enemies, and you were captured by me." Eleanor said matter-of-factly. "Don't you... hate me?" Sure enough, it was that same old question. "If you want to know why..." Mo Mo fell into recollection. "Do you remember that night when I disguised myself as a homeless person and tricked you? [When?] [Volume 1, Chapter 21, go back and read it yourself, what kind of memory do you have? 'It's dangerous outside these days, be careful,' that's what you said back then, right?" Mo Mo repeated her lines from that time, "'To show concern for a stranger who is a homeless person proves that you are a decent guy.'" Mo Mo nodded in deep agreement. [Just because of that?] [Otherwise?] [I thought...] [Thought what?] [No, nothing.] Although the system didn't explicitly say so, Mo Mo could guess its meaning. "Is my image really that bad?" Eleanor seemed incredulous, asking the same question as the system. "From your perspective, what you did wasn't wrong," Mo Mo continued. "You still have kindness in your heart, and that's enough."

[As expected of you, do you know how saintly you are?] [Don't you know?] Mo Mo was stunned. [Am I a saint?] [Isn't I?] the system asked back. [Fine, if you say so, then so be it, no arguments.] 1 No matter what, even if Eleanor's ideas might be extreme, she is still a Valkyrie who dedicates her strength to resisting evil. Mo Mo doesn't think there's anything wrong with his choice. ..." Eleanor sighed deeply, her expression complicated, wanting to say something more, but a sound came from another corner of the room. "Mo Mo, I don't understand this!" "Coming, coming." Responding to Sirin's call, Mo Mo said to Eleanor, "Let's stop here for now, thank you for taking us in." Momo waved to Eleanor and walked towards Sirin. "Momo." As Momo approached, Sirin lowered her voice, "What were you talking to her about? So secretive, I couldn't hear you at all. Even asking Bella wouldn't get you a clear answer." "Probably..." Momo gave a vague reply, "Adult topics, I suppose." Sirin's face puffed up again in displeasure.

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15. Your reign will come to an end, and I...

As night fell, all the stories seemed to have temporarily come to an end. Only a few undercurrents continued to flow quietly in the deep darkness. The headquarters of Destiny. Here stood the most luxurious buildings in the entire city, their opulent grandeur showcasing the supreme authority of Destiny. And within this complex sat another prominent residence. It was the luxurious mansion of the person currently holding the highest power. Before its gates, two guards were whispering amongst themselves.

"Hey, did you hear what happened at noon today?" "It's been all over town for a while now." Guard Number Two yawned. "Not only was Lady Kallen kidnapped during the execution, but a pair of Honkai Beasts escaped from the underground cage. Tsk tsk tsk, luckily I don't live that far away, otherwise I'd probably be in trouble too. I wonder which damned guy did this." "Of course, I guarantee the Bishop is furious right now. With this happening, our Schicksal's reputation..." "What does it have to do with us? We're just here to make a living, otherwise who would want to do this job?" Halfway through his sentence, Guard Number Two quickly stopped, straightened up, made the sign of the cross on his chest, and muttered some prayers. It was nothing more than some prayers for God's forgiveness. "Yeah, let those big shots worry about reputation and face. We just need to guard the gate." "You should also keep quiet. If others hear us, we'll be in big trouble. Even if the Iron Slope Bowl is smashed, it'll be the least of our worries." "Look at you, so cowardly. Who would come at this hour? Otherwise, there wouldn't be just the two of us at the gate." Guard Number One seemed completely unconcerned. "By the way, we're on shift tomorrow, how about we go get something nice to eat? Let's go for barbecue." It sounded like a good idea... Guard Number Two nodded with great interest, but his expression instantly changed. He gripped his spear, straightened up, and fell silent. Guard Number Three reacted quickly as well, immediately falling silent and standing at attention. Faint footsteps approached. A figure appeared in front of the two guards.

The two guards bowed simultaneously and spoke solemnly.

Otto didn't answer, nor even look at them, and walked straight into the luxurious door opened by two guards. The two guards breathed a sigh of relief. "Hey..." Guard number one looked up at his companion, his expression instantly freezing. He didn't know when, the person who had been chatting and talking with him just moments before, only feet away, had become a headless corpse, blood gushing out, and his head, still bearing a blank expression, lay limply to one side.

Before he could even utter a scream of panic, Number One only saw a flash of red light before his eyes. The last thing he saw was his own headless body.

In an instant, two lives were taken. The figure in the darkness sheathed his sword and walked into the still-open door.

Passing through the dazzling array of goods, Yuto came before his father.

This imposing old man, wielding supreme power, was the uncrowned king of all Europe. And now, he was glaring angrily at his calm youngest son. "Otto, do you know what you're doing!" "I know,"

A coward would likely have collapsed under that angry rebuke, but Otto simply replied casually. "You know?" The bishop's eyes seemed to burn with fire. "Do you know that by doing this, the majesty of our Mandate of Heaven will be utterly destroyed!" "So what?" Otto remained unmoved and fearless. "Don't you have even a shred of remorse?!" "Father, no, Your Excellency the Bishop," facing the bishop's angry shout, Otto spoke calmly, "Human strength has its limits. In my short life, I've come to understand a truth: the more one manipulates power, the more one becomes trapped in the vortex of power and influence, unable to extricate oneself." "Otto, what exactly are you trying to say?!" A strange premonition rose in the bishop's heart... "Otto's eyes were devoid of emotion, only a dark, deathly stillness. "You've sat in that position long enough." "Insolence! Do you know what you're saying?!" The bishop slammed his fist on the table, stood up, pointed at Otto, and roared, "Guards, arrest him!" His powerful voice echoed in the empty mansion, but received no response. "Gurgle, gurgle, something rolled into the room." It was a head, the expression of terror frozen in place, leaving a gruesome stain of blood on the luxurious carpet. "Unfortunately..." A figure, once wielding a knife, stepped into the room from the darkness, "There will be no fourth person."

The bishop stared in horror at the uninvited guest and the longsword in her hand, gleaming with an ominous red light. Not a drop of blood was visible on the crimson blade; it seemed as if the blood had been completely swallowed by it. "99!"

The scene, existing only in nightmares, unfolded before his eyes. The bishop, no longer caring about manners or style, decisively dragged his magnificent robes towards the other side door.

"Hey, it's very impolite not to say hello properly." A cold, aloof smile crept across the person's lips.

There was also a strong killing intent.

A crimson light flashed through the air. "Thud." The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh rang out. The bishop fell to the ground, the crimson longsword piercing his body. Blood gushed out.

But he didn't give up his will to escape. Lying on the ground, enduring excruciating pain, he crawled forward inch by inch, trying to escape this nightmare. Otto simply watched it all unfold. The man who held everything, the man high above, the cold-blooded man—now he was like a crippled cripple, desperately trying to survive. Strip away all that meaningless exterior, and he was just so fragile.

Everyone is so vulnerable. "Oops, I accidentally threw it crooked." The person covered their mouth, which was agape in surprise, and said exaggeratedly, "Looks like you're a little tired tonight."

Otto glanced at her.

That wicked smile betrayed her true feelings. He knew perfectly well what it meant. Otto strode effortlessly behind the bishop and grasped the hilt of his sword. "No, Otto, you can't do this..." the bishop pleaded weakly, his former swagger and dignity gone. "Save me, my son."

"Father," Otto whispered. "No, Your Excellency." Then he drew his sword. "Farewell." A crimson flash fell, striking the soft throat with deadly precision.

After a few convulsions, the current Archbishop of Destiny bid farewell to this world. ...Otto drew his sword again and silently tossed it behind him. "Well done." The man caught the hilt, sheathed the sword, and said, "Now we're the same." Otto simply stared silently at the corpse on the ground, his father's corpse. "I had a great time tonight." The man yawned, "I hope you won't disappoint me in the future. Well then... goodbye." As if he had accomplished something insignificant, the man stepped back into the darkness. Otto clutched his chest. No one would believe that not even a ripple had stirred in Otto's heart, including himself. Staring at the gradually cooling corpse, Otto finally showed an expression. He smiled.

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16.hey,surprise mother fvcker

When Karen opened her eyes again, it was already the next morning. Fighting off the throbbing pain spreading through her mind, Karen sat up in bed, rubbing her forehead. She glanced around at the unfamiliar decor, and her hazy memories gradually began to connect. She reached out and pinched her cheek.

The pain arrived as expected.

This means that Mo Mo falling from the sky, Otto playing the villain, and the villain wreaking havoc on the streets... were all not just dreams.

And she herself hadn't died on the execution ground. All thanks to Mo Mo, who had suddenly appeared in front of everyone at the critical moment and put on a good show. Since their reunion, she hadn't even exchanged a few proper words with him, not even a formal thank you. [I really should go find him first.] Karen made up her mind. Although she always felt inexplicably awkward when seeing Mo Mo for certain reasons, she still had to face it eventually. Stepping out of her room, Karen looked around blankly. Her room was on the first floor, but where was Mo Mo's room? This was Eleanor's house; she wasn't familiar with it.

Just as Karen felt helpless, a figure descended the stairs. "Ah, it's you." Karen's voice drew Nefert Seven's attention. "Oh, it's Miss Karen." Nefert Seven turned around, crossed his arms, and bowed slightly. "Good morning, Miss Karen. How did you sleep last night?" Karen greeted him somewhat awkwardly, then realized she didn't even know the man's name. "My apologies for my oversight. Please allow me to introduce myself first." Nefert Seven, seeing Karen's hesitation, spoke first. "I am Nefert Seven, my master's most capable subordinate and most loyal servant. It's a pleasure to meet you." "Hello, Mr. Seven," Karen immediately thanked him. "Thank you very much for your help yesterday..." "Please don't misunderstand, Miss Karen, I've emphasized this many times." "Nefert Seven interrupted Karen's gratitude," he said. "I was merely following my master's orders. You should be thanking my master." "Momo...is he really your master?" Karen asked, half-believing. So he was also a young master from a wealthy family? Based on her impression of him, Karen truly couldn't imagine that he was a pitiful person living on the streets.

“Of course.” Nefit Seven’s smile faded slightly as he nodded. “Then… you must know Momo quite well, right?” Seeing Kallen’s shifty eyes and hesitant tone, a meaningful smile appeared on Nefit Seven’s lips. “Ahem, of course. As the servant of my master (adjectives omitted below), and not to boast, there are probably no more than a handful of people in the world who know my master better than I do. Nefit Seven is quite confident in this. *So… what kind of person is Momo in your eyes?” “Such a direct question right off the bat…” Nefit Seven pinched his chin, speaking with a meaningful tone. "Please don't misunderstand!" Kallen's voice rose a few octaves. "I'm just a little curious, really just a little!" "Rest assured, Miss Kallen, I completely understand your feelings. After all, it's him." Nefit Seven nodded knowingly, then continued, "However, if you ask me what kind of person my master is, I can only answer you that he is a remarkably pure individual. You should be able to understand that." Kallen nodded thoughtfully, seemingly quite agreeing with Nefit Seven's answer. "Almost completely without guile or scheming, once he sets his mind on a goal, he dedicates 100% of his effort until it's achieved. He is indeed a very pure person. But it seems I haven't gotten anything out of him that I don't know." "Regarding this question, I think Miss Kallen, you should confirm it with your own eyes." After a brief reply, Nefit Seven changed the subject, "You want to see your master next, right?" “That’s right.” Kallen nodded. “I have some things I want to say to him, and I also want to thank him properly.” “Then I won’t continue to argue with you. The room in the far corner on the second floor is the master’s. Please make yourself at home.” Nefit Seven bowed again. “By the way, the master should be waking up from his sleep around this time. You’ve come at the perfect time.” With that, Nefit Seven made way for her.

"Thank you." Unaware of Nefit Seven's deeper meaning, Kallen nodded slightly to him, walked past him, and ascended the steps. Silently watching Kallen's disappearing figure, the corners of Nefit Seven's mouth gradually curved upwards, and then he too stepped onto the steps.

"The space on the second floor isn't large, and Karen quickly locked onto her target. 'Ah, I've got it.' She strode towards the closed door, reached out her hand, but stopped at the door without knocking. Then she hesitantly withdrew it. [What should I say as the first thing when we meet...? Hello, we meet again? Good morning? How did you rest yesterday?]"

"Hey guy, surprise mother fvcker?" Neither seemed quite right. She shook her head sharply, banishing these trivial thoughts from her mind. Indeed, for Kaslana, thinking and action should be done simultaneously. "Knock knock knock," Karen called softly at the door, "'Momo, zaima...buzai...no, no, I'm here.'" Still groggy, Momo almost unconsciously mumbled, "Can I come in now?" "No problem..." With permission, Karen gently pushed open the door. The voices from inside became clearer. "Wait, wait! Karen, wait! You can't come in yet!" Suddenly, Momo changed her tone and shouted. But it was too late. Pushing open the door, Karen's gaze swept over the messy bed in the small space, and the two disheveled figures on it.

The seemingly harmless but actually destructive little girl was now clinging tightly to Mo Mo's left hand like a koala, her eyes closed, seemingly fast asleep. Her already somewhat disheveled clothes, after a night of tossing and turning, appeared even more disheveled; at first glance, it looked as if a piece had been rubbed off, revealing a glimpse of soft clothing.