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

Kiana lowered her head slightly.

"Will things go smoothly for me? Can I, like him, muster the courage to face it?" Mo Mo turned around and walked towards the narrow box. "Goodbye, Kiana." "...What?" Kiana, who was reflecting on herself, suddenly looked up. "[How does he know my name?]"

However, before she could even ask the question, that resolute figure had already disappeared into the alley. Kiana was left alone, holding the silver-white driver in her hands, slightly stunned.

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7. Mo Mo, Never Surrender (Two-in-One)

Kiana looked up at the pitch-black night sky; clearly, dawn was still some time away. She weighed the heavy object in her hand, unsure of its purpose. Shrinking in a corner of the alley, Kiana thought to herself, "Since he was willing to face that monster himself to protect this thing, then I should honor his final request before his 'death' and take it to a safe place."

"Yes, that's what we'll do." Kiana nodded, stood up, peeked into the deserted alleyway, and hurriedly started walking in the opposite direction from where Mo Mo had left. But after a few steps, she turned back and shook her head. No, no. She couldn't just stand by and watch him die. Was she just going to watch him go to his death? Kiana hesitated again. Although they were just strangers she had met by chance, thanks to that terrifying monster, she, as an observer, had already glimpsed a corner of his experience. If the situation didn't prevent it, Kiana really wanted to gently pat his shoulder and sigh deeply to show that she deeply understood his plight. It was too unfair for him to end his life in such a way. No, she had to at least take him with her! With a solemn expression, Kiana made her decision and turned to walk in another direction.

Then he turned back, his face full of conflict. He had already promised to protect this thing. But he couldn't just stand by and watch it die... Yet, even if he went, he might not only fail to help, but might also put it in danger...

Fu Hua's ethereal figure stood silently in the middle of the alley, watching Kiana helplessly mired in her inner turmoil. She seemed less withdrawn than before. This change should be considered a good thing, right? "[Kiana.]" she finally spoke. "[What?]" Kiana glanced at her impatiently. "[Are you going to make me stay far away again like before?]" Fu Hua silently met Kiana's gaze. After a moment, she said, "[Go do what you want to do.]" "[What?]" Kiana was slightly taken aback; Fu Hua's words were completely unexpected. "[Go ahead and do it, in your own way.]" Fu Hua continued, her tone gentle.

[You've made your choice, Kiana.] Fu Hua's figure gradually turned into specks of light and disappeared. Go, don't leave any regrets. I'll be watching you from behind. ] When Kiana finally realized what was happening, she found herself nearing the alleyway entrance. [Before her mind could process the answer, her body made the choice...] Kiana took a deep breath, clutched the silver-white Driver to her chest, and rushed off in the direction Mo Mo had gone. If you could see her pull herself together—you'd be so relieved, wouldn't you? Fu Hua remained where she was, watching Kiana's retreating figure completely dissolve into a blur of light. Right, Himeko-sensei?

Gasping for breath, Mo Mo, though clearly feeling the strain on his body, dared not linger for even a moment. He had been trying to get as far away from the city as possible since earlier, and now, as he wished, he had arrived in the "deserted" suburbs. There were no towering skyscrapers or crowded streets, only a deathly silence. If a conflict occurred here, it shouldn't involve any innocent people. Thinking this, Mo Mo couldn't help but chuckle. He probably didn't have the resources to fight that monster now. He had only escaped with luck earlier thanks to external help; there wouldn't be any more rescuers this time. But he had to at least buy Kiana time to leave; he couldn't let that belt fall into their hands.

Just as Mo Mo was racking his brains trying to figure out how to hold off the monster, his instinctive danger warning went off. His speeding footsteps abruptly stopped.

The next moment, an unidentified object fell from the sky and slammed heavily in front of Mo Mo with a loud bang.

After the smoke cleared, Mo Mo could finally see what it was. "Target unit, extremely high danger level, requesting support—" The mech, now only half its body twisted, lay on the ground, mechanically repeating the last, unfinished command. This command had no chance of reaching its destination. If he hadn't stopped in time, he would be a bloody pulp crushed beneath it. Mo Mo felt no relief at escaping; instead, his heart sank. "Found you," a voice that seemed to echo from the depths of hell sounded behind him. He whirled around and saw an even more profound figure descending into the dark night sky, clutching half a mech's "corpse," occasionally spewing sparks from it.

"Speaking arrogantly in front of me..." The monster's dark eyes seemed to suck away all the light around it. "But what else can you do besides resorting to such despicable means?" Its pathetic, fleeing appearance was truly unsightly. Casually tossing the mecha's corpse aside, the terrifying monster exuded a suffocating aura of danger. Mo Mo simply clutched his violently heaving chest, silently staring at it. Although there was no light, Mo Mo, whose eyes had already adjusted to the darkness, clearly saw that the monster's black and gold-trimmed armor was completely undamaged.

Not even the slightest trace was left.

Clearly, that entire squadron of Sky Guardians was no match for it. "Now, what other despicable tricks do you have left? Bring them on!" The monster spread its hands, barking arrogantly. "No matter what tricks you have, I'll let you know. No matter where you run, I'll drag you out and get what I want." What tricks? Against an opponent of this caliber, virtually all "schemes" were already ineffective. "What? Out of options?" The monster lowered its head. "Then... it's my turn." The next moment, after a loud thud, Mo Mo's figure swept over the mech's corpse like a rag being thrown, crashing to the ground. "Look, how fragile you are without power." The monster tossed aside the wrecked mech blocking its path and approached. "I'll give you one last chance. If you beg me to let you join now, maybe I'll take pity on you and spare your life. What do you say? Are you going to act like a..."

"Would you rather die like trash in this strange world, or abandon your so-called principles and pride and become one of us?" Faced with this life-or-death situation, the monster was curious about the choice Mo Mo would make between life and principles. "Join you, become your unbridled shield and puppet?" Mo Mo forced a disdainful smile. "If you were capable enough, you wouldn't... But it seems you have no intention of joining us, so what I need to do is simple..."

"3 more..." The monster raised its foot and kicked Mo Mo away. "Hand over the D-Driver! If you want to suffer less." Cough cough cough... Lying on the ground, hunched over in pain, Mo Mo showed no sign of backing down. "What if I say no?"

"Then I'll torture you until you beg for mercy!" As soon as the cold words were spoken, the monster flashed to Mo Mo's side and stomped down hard.

Mo—with a quick somersault, narrowly avoided the enormous foot. "Still have the strength to dodge?" the monster seemed somewhat surprised. "Haven't you given up hope of survival yet?" "Hmph," Mo Mo snorted disdainfully, but only he knew how bad his condition truly was. His old wounds hadn't even healed before he suffered numerous new injuries.

Even describing it as nearing the end of one's life wouldn't be far off. Mo Mo had never felt so close to death, unlike any time before. He was now completely incapable of even resisting. It was truly shameful. But even so,

“No matter what, I will not hand it over to you,” Mo Mo replied reluctantly. “Unwilling to tell the truth…” the monster clenched its fists. “It seems this is going to be a long night.” Clearly, it felt Mo Mo’s stubbornness wouldn’t last much longer. “Then grit your teeth and bear it. Let me see just how fragile your will truly is.” “Ready?” The monster’s terrifying face held a hint of mockery. This night was far from over.

"If you don't tell the truth, your head will turn into mud under my hand," the monster pressed relentlessly. "Hand over the D∞ Driver now!"

Mo Mo remained silent, refusing to utter a single word in response. This cycle repeated several times until the monster finally sensed something was amiss. Something seemed off about this guy who kept getting beaten but never begged for mercy. "No, something's not right. The DD Driver isn't on you... Tell me, where did you hide it!"

"Too bad you found out too late. I already threw it away while you were being held back!"... "You insolent scoundrel!" The dark monster, enraged, swept its forehead and roared as it grabbed Mo Mo from the ground and threw him away. "Pfft!" The heavy blow made Mo Mo curl up into a ball. "Tell me where you put it, and I'll give you a quick death." "Want it?" Mo Mo only responded with a disdainful smile. "Go ahead and look for it. Maybe you can find it in some corner of the city's garbage dump." "Since that's the case, then as a consequence of your repeated provocations..." The monster raised a huge blade and walked towards the fallen Mo Mo. "Then die now!"

Mo Mo could only lie on the ground, watching helplessly as it approached step by step, becoming the embodiment of death, coming to reap his life. But his heart felt no ripples, only a strange calm. Kiana should have already left with the Driver; the final mission since Part 2 could be considered complete.

Just as Mo Mo calmed down and awaited death, a third voice caused the monster's raised claws to freeze in mid-air. "Heh, what's this? Looks like my luck is pretty good after all." The monster looked in the direction of the voice and let out a sinister laugh. Mo Mo's heart sank.

The familiar silver-haired figure stood panting not far away. In his arms lay the silver-white driver that the monster had always dreamed of.

Kiana sped through the city at her fastest speed.

At this time of near dawn, ninety-nine percent of people were still asleep. But she didn't relax at all, pushing her speed to the limit, becoming a gust of wind on the midnight streets of Sky City. Otherwise, perhaps by the time she arrived, he would already be a cold corpse. [Calm down, Kiana, don't let blind faith cloud your judgment.] Fu Hua said calmly, [Think carefully about where he might be now, don't waste too much time searching.]

He must be trying to lure the monster away from the densely populated city center, so he would definitely choose this shortest route out of the building. Before she knew it, Kiana could no longer see any tall buildings around her. The wreckage of mechs on the road confirmed her deduction, prompting her to speed up even further. Finally, just as the monster was about to deliver its fatal blow, she arrived at the scene. She shouted, attracting everyone's attention. Stopping to catch her breath, Kiana felt only relief.

[But this is just the beginning.] Fu Hua looked at the hideous monster with a solemn expression. [Don't let your guard down, Kiana.] Even so, when she appeared before this monster, she was already in a life-or-death situation. "DCD drive... So that's how it is. He let you take it, huh? Heh heh heh, 006060508." The monster turned around, holding Kiana, and laughed wildly. "A fool asked another fool for help... and actually stupidly delivered the item to your door. It's like getting something for nothing." Kiana, you... Mo Mo was speechless for a moment because of Kiana's choice. "I'm sorry I didn't keep our promise. I won't just watch you die." "Kiana said in a deep voice, "It's better if you keep this for yourself." Then, weighing the object in her arms, Kiana raised her hand and threw the silver-white driver forcefully towards Mo Mo. "Thud." The monster caught it in its hand... Mo Mo's face turned ashen..." Kiana looked stunned. Fu Hua couldn't bear to look. "Finally, finally I got it!" Clutching the driver in her hand, feeling the unfamiliar touch, the monster's tall body trembled. "This one is big, I'll accept it. Now, let me test how effective it is."

Having obtained the coveted treasure, the monster even forgot about Momo and Kiana who were present. Grabbing the silver-white driver, it placed it in the room. Long straps extending from both sides of the driver tightly bound the monster's... "Ah, this feeling, sparashi!" After a blissful exclamation, the monster "carefully" pulled open both ends of the driver.

A burst of lightning flashed, countless conspicuous currents emanating from the driver and spreading throughout the monster's entire body. "H-How is this possible? Why, why did this happen?" An ordinary creature would have been dead long ago, but the monster merely clutched its face in pain, twitching slightly, retreating repeatedly, trying to resist the torment of the electric shocks, but to no avail. The increasingly intense currents caused it unbearable agony. "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" the monster cursed, its trembling hand reaching for its waist, forcefully pulling off the silver-white driver that had detached from its waist. The lingering currents vanished without a trace. Feeling much lighter, the monster almost slumped over, temporarily oblivious to everything else.

The silver-white driver arced through the sky and landed in Mo Mo's hand. The familiar touch returned to his grasp, and Mo Mo felt an indescribable emotion well up within him. "Wei, to prevent misuse, they added a user-identifying function from the beginning...that woman really went to great lengths." The item he had finally obtained had once again vanished, but the monster didn't seem particularly shaken. "Since we can't use it for now, let's deal with you all and take it back to study it slowly. The crisis is still not over."

The terrifying, pitch-black monster, now fully baring its ferocious fangs, delivered its final "judgment."

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8. Mo Mo's Resolve

"Ughhhhhh—" A loud, piercing scream, clearly fluctuating, cut through the dark night sky. Two dark figures simultaneously crashed to the ground, rolling several times. "That guy, cough, he went too far." Kiana struggled to straighten up, her face slightly contorted. Even the two of them together were utterly powerless against it, not to mention posing a threat, they couldn't even take the slightest step to inflict the slightest damage. "Si, are you alright?" Kiana turned her head slightly and called out to Mo Mo, who was lying motionless on the ground not far away. "Cough cough." After coughing heavily twice, Mo Mo frowned and forced down the metallic taste rising in his throat before answering in a very weak voice, "I'm not dead yet."

However, if things continue like this, it won't be long before he bids farewell to this world. He had already taken a thorough beating long before Kiana arrived. It's quite a miracle that he's still alive. "I'm telling you," Mo Mo struggled to his feet, reaching out to grab the silver-white Driver that had fallen in front of him. "Why didn't you take the things as I said? Don't you know the consequences of doing so?" "I don't know," Kiana wiped her face, her expression stubborn. "But... your body made its choice before your mind could even process the answer, didn't you say that before?" "You idiot!" Mo Mo couldn't contain his surging emotions. "I came to save you!" Kiana retorted, equally dissatisfied. "And now we're both going to die here!" Mo Mo slammed the Driver on the floor a few times. "Even this is gone!"... Kiana was speechless for a moment. "But didn't it say you're amazing? Then hurry up and think of a way with this thing in your hand!" "I want to!" Mo Mo gripped the Driver tightly. But what difference was there between this and scrap metal? "Last words, are you done?" The terrifying monster's tall figure slowly approached. I'm giving you time to express your feelings; this is the last act of mercy I can bestow upon you.

It seemed to particularly enjoy the feeling of cornering Momo and Kiana. "I didn't expect this little twist to happen at the end." The monster's two dark eyes stared directly at Kiana. "You actually risked your life to come here to save you... Why do I only encounter such foolish people?" Although Kiana wanted to retort, the harsh reality was now before her. She seemed to have indeed been somewhat inconsiderate. "So what if I send the driver back? So what if I can't use it?" The monster spread its hands. "Do you think you can use it now?" "What?" Kiana turned to Momo in astonishment. "You can't use it?... Besides the physical strain, Momo also felt a deep, visceral exhaustion. "Unlocking this treasure of power requires a 'key,' you foolish little girl." "The monster was quite satisfied with Kiana's performance," but unfortunately, all his 'keys' were stolen, and the culprit was none other than his sister. Ha, how... Oh? Not bad eyes. So you haven't given in yet? I hope you maintain that spirit until your last breath. Of course, I won't let that moment come so soon; after all, such an opportunity is extremely rare." "I was wrong..."

She meant well, but it backfired again. "You didn't do anything wrong, Kiana. Huh?" Kiana was slightly taken aback. She really wanted to know how Mo Mo knew her name, but now wasn't the right time to ask. "Offering help with good intentions can never be considered wrong, otherwise, wouldn't it be a rejection from the start? The real mistake should be your own weakness. If you were strong enough, you wouldn't be bullied so easily. If you were strong enough, your power wouldn't have been taken away in the first place." "Right, right, you understand, don't you? The weak always wait for others to save them, but now no matter how long you wait, no one will come to save you." To the monster, victory seemed within reach. "Just obediently cling to life, try to live a little longer to please me, as a way for you to fool me... Hmm, let's start with you, little girl." The monster said, raising its foot. "!!!!"

The final result was that both of them were sent flying backwards. Mo Mo had lost count of how many times he had rolled on the ground since 2 that night, and the silver-white driver had slipped from his grasp and rolled to the side. "Why are you in such a hurry? It'll be your turn sooner or later anyway, won't it?" The monster shook its head. "Hey, cheer up!" Kiana tried her best to push Mo Mo off her and shook him vigorously.

If only I had a card. Just one. Only one.

In Mo Mo's increasingly blurred vision, something light and thin seemed to float down from Kiana's body. Kiana, who was shaking Mo Mo, paused slightly and reached out to pick up the photo that had slipped to the ground. "How could this be?"

By the dim moonlight, Kiana finally saw that the previously blurry photograph had somehow become incredibly clear. "My... When?" Kiana had only just made out the person in the photo when it changed again. But before she could see exactly what it had become, Mo Mo snatched it away. "What are you doing?"

"This is it." Mo Mo seemed to be answering Kiana's question, but it also sounded like he was talking to himself. There's no mistake, this feeling... hasn't reached the end yet! Oh dear, he can still stand up? Is this a final burst of energy before death...? The monster watched with interest as Mo Mo struggled to grab the driver, swaying as he stood up. Its gaze pierced through the dense darkness and fell on the card in his hand. Its relaxed tone gradually turned indifferent. "That's... something left over from the last world, right? How could that woman..." No, that meticulous woman couldn't possibly make such a basic mistake and oversight. Could it be... damn it, daring to use us as pawns? The monster bared its sharp claws, its gaze deep. "Ridiculous." The monster sneered, contemptuously pointing a finger at Mo Mo. 'Want to fight? With your body, already like a candle flickering in the wind?' "Yes, fight." Mo Mo straightened his back with difficulty, lowering his head and answering in a low voice. Gripping the thin card tightly, Mo Mo had never felt the object in his hand so "heavy." If it's really as you say, that one cannot survive without fighting... then I'll fight.

Then win, until the very end, and stand before you again! "Still want to continue your unrealistic fantasies? Still want to shout slogans of saving others and risk everything?" The monster shook its finger. "Wake up, you have no one left by your side. Betrayed, who are you fighting for?" "Is that even a question?" Mo Mo raised his lowered head, the dirt and blood unable to conceal the unwavering determination in his eyes. "Of course, it's for myself!..." Mo Mo's answer seemed to surprise the monster. "Not to protect others, not to save others, just for myself. For my persistence, my dream, and... those who haven't given up on me until now!" "Those kinds of people don't exist!" The monster suddenly waved its hand. "As the destroyer of the world, "Still dreaming here!" "I exist! And I'm waiting to go back!" Mo Mo retorted, "Whether you're a destroyer of the world, a tool for collecting power, or a fake hero created, as long as they're still waiting, I still have a place to go back to. It's not the 'nothing' you're talking about! No matter what, I'll crawl back! Nobody can stop me!" "How dare you say such a thing... Who do you think you are!" "I am Mo Mo, not a destroyer of the world, a tool, or a fake hero, just a passing Kamen Rider!" Mo Mo picked up the driver in his hand. "Remember this!" When the silver-white driver returned to its original position, Mo Mo's mind was filled with images from the past. + A church under the setting sun in the fifth century. The snow-covered plains of Siberia with howling winds... [It's about to start...] A fleeting sadness flashed in Mo Mo's eyes. [It seems it will take some time to change this habit.] 9.1 The first transformation. The first victory and defeat. These memories are not very vivid yet. [At least,] "Lend me your power again." With practiced ease, Mo Mo pulled open both ends of the driver, breathing heavily, and revealed the card. "Witness this most 'selfish' transformation in history."

"Henshin!" A familiar mechanical voice rang out, but it seemed to lack a certain soul. "Kamen Ride!" "Kiana!" A dazzling light tore through the midnight darkness, allowing Kiana and the monster to see Mo Mo's brand-new face. His face was unremarkable, the only difference being his heterochromatic eyes and long, flowing silver hair. "Kiana Kaslana, Sky Ranger Form, reporting for duty!" "Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong!" Kiana's long, surprised exclamation also broke the silence.

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9. Precursors to ignition

One night long ago, this conversation took place. "Mo Zai, Dad's got a question for you. Do you know what it takes to be called 'strong'?" Looking up at the dark night sky, the tall man pressed down on the child's head beside him and asked. The child hesitated for a moment before answering, "Strong?...Like Dad?" "80B, Mo Zai, you know a lot." The man laughed loudly a few times, then asked, "Of course I'm strong, but there's only one of your dads in the world. Does that mean everyone else besides me can't be called strong?" "That seems to make sense." The child nodded thoughtfully. "Then... you need to be incredibly strong, incredibly fast, and have all sorts of abilities. Right, right, most importantly, you need to always have a heart that upholds justice. That's true strength, Dad, am I right?"

"You've done your homework quite thoroughly, but your answer is both correct and incorrect." "What do you mean?" "You're overthinking it, Mo Zai. Remember, whether you choose to protect others or hurt them, the strength that supports these actions, the power unconstrained by any conditions, the power to make your will fulfill your expectations—that's the smallest unit of 'strength.'" The man forcefully ruffled the child's hair. "The one who carries their willfulness to the very end is the strongest. Don't lose sight of that. 'Strength' itself is neither good nor evil."

"It's just that people who use their willfulness on different paths have different opinions." Although I didn't quite understand, he sounded very impressive. No wonder he's my dad! "So, Mo Zai, what will you choose? Will you be willful and be a good person, or a persistent bad person?" "Is that even a question?" The child proudly raised his head. "Of course it's one!"

Mo Mo remained motionless, immersed in the dizziness of going from being battered and bruised to regaining his fighting ability. In those few hazy seconds of consciousness, he seemed to be dreaming. Compared to Mo Mo's composure, Kiana was completely bewildered. "What...what is this?"

Kiana murmured to herself, feeling as if her mind had shut down. The photo had been taken at some unknown time.

And then there are those who can transform into your own appearance in the blink of an eye. What on earth is happening to this world? Ridiculous, I thought it was something serious. The monster stared at the petite figure in the jacket and let out a disdainful sneer. "Where did you find this power from, huh?" Don't underestimate me. Mo Mo's voice reached Kiana's ears, and it was just as familiar. "The cards you hold most are often the trump cards."

"Ace?" the monster sneered blatantly. "With your half-baked skills, you think you can defeat me? Who gave you the courage? This belt? This isn't just wishful thinking, it's pure fantasy! Even though it's the dead of night." "I know, without this belt I'll become very weak. Even if I transform, I might not be able to defeat you. I know that perfectly well... I must do it, I must fight, I must survive. It has nothing to do with winning or losing! After tasting the bitterness of helplessness, I'd rather fight to the death than linger on in a wretched existence." "Then I'll show you with facts." The monster lowered its head. "In the face of absolute power, your so-called efforts are equally worthless." The dark monster sped towards Mo Mo's direction.

On the outskirts of Skyfall City, in an abandoned factory, two unusual "guests" arrived on this ordinary midnight night. With a muffled thud, a hole, barely recognizable as a human figure, was smashed through the solid wall, countless rubble collapsing and kicking up a cloud of dust. The pitch-black monster savagely squeezed into the narrow opening, leaving gruesome marks on the wall. Moving from one patch of darkness into an even deeper darkness, the monster surveyed the lifeless landscape, searching for its target in the impenetrable darkness. Its keen hearing seemed to detect a disturbance. Above it...

Mo Mo gritted his teeth and swung his various-shaped aerial spears downwards, striking the monster's raised right hand, but it produced a metallic clang. He nearly choked on his own.

The stark difference in size made it seem effortless for the monster to fling Mo Mo away. Mo Mo, sent flying, crashed into a pile of haphazardly stacked empty barrels, burying himself beneath them. "Boring tricks, die!" The monster slightly raised its hand, and blazing flames appeared out of thin air, instantly engulfing the mountain of junk. However, the next moment, Mo Mo's figure reappeared before it, thrusting a spear towards its chest. The monster, its massive jaws clamping down on the spear tip, swung a punch at the figure in front of it. Just minutes from impact, Mo Mo released the spear, retreating several meters, leaning against the raging, spreading flames behind him, panting heavily. The third person, ignored by the monster, arrived at the scene. An inexplicable impulse drove her to follow.

Wanting to witness firsthand what incredible things the creature that had transformed into her likeness would do, her intuition told her she could gain some insight. "You seem to be quite adept at using this newly acquired power," the monster casually tossed the Void Spear aside, oblivious to the third person nearby. "But that's about it. You can use this power to keep running away, but how long can you escape? I'll catch you eventually, and then this game of hide-and-seek will be over, and I will be the ultimate victor."

"No need to wait until then, I'm already tired of this kind of trick." Mo Mo straightened up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Let's try a different approach."

"Change...method?" The monster tilted its head. "Is there a more suitable battle for you?"

"Let's fight," Mo Mo said calmly. "Abandon all abilities and skills, and let's have a fair and square contest, with only your and my strength, free of any impurities!"

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10. Rekindle the Flame in Your Heart (Two-in-One)

"This is... a coming-of-age gift." The girl, dressed in a white tuxedo, put her hands in her pockets and chuckled as she looked at the boy who was turning the silver-white driver over and over in his hand. "This is our first time meeting, and as your older sister, I don't have much to give you, so consider this DD driver my greeting gift. Ah, thank you." The boy hesitated as he put the driver away, looking quite awkward in front of a relative he had never met before. "Don't be too happy yet, I have conditions."

"Promise me, if you want this to stay with you forever, you must become stronger." Faced with the boy's question, the older sister explained, "Don't stop, or I'll take it back." "Why do you say that?" the boy seemed puzzled. Seeing his questioning gaze, the girl pursed her lips and remained silent for a while before continuing, "Because, there are many others waiting for you in the future."

"You can't protect them if you're not strong enough, understand? Only when you're strong enough can you protect the people you want to protect." The boy, holding the driver, nodded thoughtfully. "I think I understand." "Good. Then take this and go save the world." The girl took her hand out of her pocket, patted the boy's head, and smiled sweetly. "My lovely little brother."

"Acting Leader."

“Acting Leader!” “Hmm!” Mo Mo, who had been sleeping at her desk, suddenly raised her head and looked around. The laboratory, which had been pitch black, was now brightly lit, and the crystal ball that had been in front of her was now pushed to the corner of the lab table by herself.

"What? You actually fell asleep?" Mo Mo rubbed her eyes and stretched.

"I'm sorry to have disturbed your sleep, but I think I have to do it." Wen respectfully walked to the side and placed the crystal ball back in front of Mo Mo.

"I just dreamt a little about something from the past," Mo Mo replied perfunctorily, shifting her gaze to the crystal ball. "Oh dear, it was right at the climax... Mo Zai's like that... it was that guy's." "Did you deliberately leave it there?" Nefit Seven asked.

"No, no, no, I wouldn't leave her power behind." Mo Mo waved her hand, denying it. "But even if she didn't leave a backup plan, it shouldn't be too bad." She placed the watch faces from her pocket onto the lab table one by one. Under the light, the watch faces, engraved with different portraits, gradually changed color, returning to blank. "He probably understands now." "Can Master do it?" Nefit Seven asked.

“Of course.” Mo Mo answered without turning her head, intently watching everything happening in the crystal ball. “When he gets serious… he can be quite strong.”

The raging fire, spreading rapidly, had illuminated every corner of the abandoned factory and would soon engulf it completely. "Let's fight," Mo Mo said, his back to the sea of ​​sparks flying behind him, his silent shadow stretching long.

"Abandon all abilities and skills, and let us fight each other squarely and honestly, with only your and my strength." The monster was silent for a moment, then tilted its head. "A fight?" "A fight," Mo Mo calmly repeated.

"Using only fists, not skills?"

"Without using any abilities, just my fists," Mo Mo calmly replied, waving his incredibly thin arm compared to the monster's. "Ha, I admit my mistake, I admit my mistake." After a moment of stunned silence, the monster clutched its stomach, laughing so hard it bent over. 'Looks like I went too far and damaged your brain?' [Yeah, how could that be possible?] Standing beside a pillar, Kiana thought gravely, "I'm perfectly sober now." Mo Mo's calm reply only emboldened the monster. He trampled the smooth ground, leaving it uneven and pitted.

"Are you crazy?" The monster's laughter abruptly stopped. It suddenly raised its head, its dark eyes sending chills down one's spine in the firelight. "With your frail body, you think you can compete with me in strength? [To defeat that monster, you absolutely need ability.]" Fu Hua also stared directly at Mo Mo. The grim situation made her temporarily suppress her intense curiosity. Why was he willingly giving up his advantages?

"Whether you can do it or not, we'll find out by trying." Mo Mo waved his hand. "Come on." "Idiot." The monster coldly cursed, "Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish." Mo Mo took a deep breath. He clenched his fists. No plan whatsoever. He cleared his mind, letting his whole body relax from exhaustion. Then, he rushed forward, meeting the charging black figure head-on, and threw a punch.

"You're quite strong, aren't you? No... not enough." The tall monster clutched its chest and staggered back a few steps, looking at Mo Mo who had been sent flying more than ten meters away. "How foolish. There was no suspense at all; the monster's immense strength easily overturned Mo Mo."

[What is that guy thinking?] Kiana was completely bewildered by Mo Mo's actions. Wasn't this completely impossible? "Tsk, really tenacious." The monster gently tapped its breastplate and looked at Mo Mo, who was getting up from the ground, and said, "Want to continue?" Mo Mo vigorously wiped away the blood seeping from his nose, shook his head, and said, "Continue. Ha, as you wish."

"Cough, you still have a long way to go." The monster lowered its head and said in a low voice. Not far away was Mo Mo, who had fallen again. And unsurprisingly, he stood up once more.

"Again."

"Your vitality is as tenacious as a cockroach." The monster said in a deep voice as it watched Mo Mo dust himself off and stand up again. "It should be almost dawn. To fulfill what I said earlier, I'm going to kill you now." "Tch, you clearly can't do it, yet you keep talking big. You can't even beat me down." With a spit, Mo Mo spat out the blood in his mouth, his bruised and swollen face curving into an unsavory smile. "Alright, I'm almost used to it. Warm-up over."

"Warm-up?" The monster's voice suddenly became calm. "You said that was a warm-up? Don't tell me that was your full strength. Is that all you've got? It's like tickling an itch?" Mo Mo scoffed. "I really overestimated you."

"Heh." Mo Mo beckoned dismissively to the monster. "Come on." The dark figure and the thin voice moved simultaneously.

Bang!!! An unprecedentedly loud sound exploded instantly in the enclosed space, the spreading shockwave violently suppressing the raging flames. This time, neither side retreated; the immense impact only caused both to tilt their heads back. They stomped their feet on the ground, gritted their teeth, and threw another punch.

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth. "Thud, thud, thud, thud..." The heavy impact seemed to shake the abandoned factory to its core. "How is this possible?" Kiana stared in disbelief at what was happening before her eyes. "He actually did it?" Facing an opponent whose height and weight far surpassed his own, he stood firm. He didn't yield an inch. Standing still, he and the towering monster locked in a fierce battle.

There were no techniques involved, only a pure contest of strength. [Is this guy even human?] Fu Hua clenched her fists, thinking to herself.

Compared to Kiana and Fu Hua, the towering monster was now experiencing an unparalleled surge of turmoil within him. He was clearly stronger; in terms of power, speed, and stamina, he should be far superior to this frail and weakened creature before him.

But why? Why can't I even repel him! Every punch landed squarely on his battered body, but it was as futile as trying to shake a mountain.

This guy's fist is still so powerful.

It was more powerful than ever before!

"Hahhhhhh!!" A powerful uppercut, landing squarely on the monster's chin, shattered the awe-inspiring balance. The towering monster staggered back. First a step, then it retreated in a rout, its massive fists relentlessly pounding, but Mo Mo continued to relentlessly strike, punch after punch, punch after punch...

Kiana was completely stunned, utterly captivated by what was happening. What should have been a straightforward battle had taken an entirely different turn. Was he relying on power?