Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

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As the number one fan of the Reunion Movement leader, Mephisto naturally had unwavering faith in Talulah's leadership and supported her unconditionally.

She was never loyal to the cause of the Infected, because she was picked up by Talulah when she was just a child.

For the rest of her life, Talulah was her only relative who wasn't a blood relative.

Therefore, compared to fighting for the cause of those infected, she was more of a persona worshipper.

Therefore, Faust and Mephistopheles had no feelings or loyalty to the organization whatsoever, and were only loyal to Talulah.

"There's no one else here. Everyone's busy with their own things."

The voice was somewhat cold, but Mephisto was already used to Talulah's icy personality.

"In that case, how about I do it..."

Before she could finish speaking, Talulah spoke first.

"Therefore, I will come in person this time."

With that, he hung up the call.

"····personally??!!"

Mephistopheles hadn't even grasped the power contained in that statement.

However, whether she was shocked or not, Talulah had indeed appeared on the streets of Chernobog.

He slammed the phone down in the public phone booth, lifted his black sunglasses with his finger, revealing a pair of gray dragon eyes.

The eyes of a Drakian are too sharp, so she habitually wears sunglasses to make herself appear a little more peaceful.

The leader of the Reunion Movement, who is in actual control and has a spokesperson, is currently considered the mastermind behind many unrest incidents and a figure nominated by intelligence organizations in most countries.

Those die-hard supporters of the Reunion Movement, attempting to destroy anyone who dared to stand in their way, all silently chanted the name of their leader.

Tallulah Atelias.

The successor of the evil god Koschche.

Or rather, the next Kosicche.

Although she believes she will never be Koschke.

With her long, snow-white hair, sharp dragon eyes, and wearing a black trench coat over a black dress, Talulah straightened her collar to make herself look like a Victorian noblewoman before stepping out of the phone booth.

The long sword and this attire made it easy for him to fool the guards and prevent them from bothering him.

After all, in this era, nobles could literally have commoners hanged with a single word.

The gap between the status of the superior and that of ordinary people is absolute.

This is why she dressed like this; she was just there to take care of some business, and she wanted to do it herself so that the military and police wouldn't hold her up.

Although we could fight our way through, there's no need to do so right now.

Now that the location of the second key has been locked, Talulah decides to retrieve it herself to ensure everything goes smoothly.

As the strongest warrior of the Reunion Movement, her swordsmanship was already at the pinnacle before she became a politician, and no one could stop the Drak people's advance.

Even fewer people can survive the intense heat emanating from her body.

After all, it's a deadly high temperature that can melt through metal and thaw the earth.

Aside from super monsters like the Snow Fairy that defy common sense, Talulah probably has no rivals.

So this time, everything is sure to go smoothly. Once we get the second key, the whole plan can continue.

The primary objective of the first phase of capturing Chernobog is to seize control of the mobile city. Without the key, controlling the core city is meaningless.

Even though it would be the end of her life, she was willing to do it.

Come and defeat me, my foolish sister.

Like a demon king striving to create his own tombstone, Talulah now seems more like a proper official residence boss.

To highlight the brilliance of good, one needs utter darkness, utter evil, and utter terror.

She will smash the corrupt, decaying, and rotten old order that the whole earth possesses, and her sister will set about rebuilding it.

Of course, those things are none of her concern.

Who told her sister to be such a fool, so foolish that she couldn't see that her fate had already been cursed?

"Damn fate."

Talulah thought of this and casually cursed.

However, they stopped and quickly headed towards the location Mephistopheles had indicated.

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"no one?"

When they returned to the guerrillas' safe house, which was one of the few in the city, they found it deserted, and Alina was nowhere to be seen.

This place wasn't exposed, which clearly means Alina had something urgent to attend to and left first.

That's strange, where did they go?

In that case, it's not a good idea to leave the key here.

She wouldn't feel at ease until she handed it over to Alina herself.

Then I'll just have to go home first.

On the way, the radio in the shop was still broadcasting the follow-up investigation into the Duke's assassination.

However, none of this affects Yelena anymore.

She made her way back to her home.

To be precise, it was the residence left by his older sister.

There's no way around it; everyone needs a sense of belonging, right?

However, the moment she opened the door, she stared blankly at the figure inside.

"elder sister?"

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Do you believe in miracles?

That day, the Herrscher of the Void suddenly asked a rather mystical question.

"How could such a thing exist?"

Fu Hua scoffed at this question.

"I see. Shall we make an agreement?"

"?What's the meaning."

"An opportunity to change the world."

Sodium chloride chuckled wickedly, seemingly mocking her own words, or perhaps mocking the bizarre way the statement came from her.

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Chapter 355 [The Unfamiliar Drak Woman]

They managed to fool Fu Hua.

Sodium chloride, seemingly having some free time again, walked along the dimly lit street.

At night, the city comes alive with new life, but also falls into partial slumber.

The monorail traveled through the city, and the rampant fog drifted up the streets from the cracks in the ground.

A young man in a black tracksuit squatted on the street corner, smoking.

Street vendors sell snacks that Ursus people like to eat in the evening.

It's rough and has a strong taste.

I can't stand the taste of sodium chloride in this stuff; it's too strong.

She still prefers simpler things.

Suddenly there's nothing to do again.

Standing on the street at midnight, this place seems isolated from the world, as if no matter what happens, this is always the same.

The sparse crowd brushed past the silver-haired girl with an exotic air, each chatting and laughing.

It seems that all of this is related to the political struggles within Ursus's upper echelons, and the strange object buried beneath the sarcophagus is like a world apart.

Sunrise and sunset, day after day.

And unbeknownst to them, sodium chloride, who had only intended to take a casual stroll, found itself back here once again.

My own place of residence.

The windows of the low-rise residential building in the distance, which belong to my floor, are now devoid of light.

Has Yelena not returned?

He looked at the food he had bought from a street vendor in his hand.

It's something like French fries, but the sauce is way too strong.

"It makes my throat ache."

Sodium chloride threw the empty bag into the trash can and was about to turn and leave.

only·····

Looking at the old yet familiar streets.

Sodium chloride dispelled his thoughts of leaving.

That's nothing.

What exactly is she pursuing?

Looking back at the old house and the night sky behind it.

The sunset painted the clouds red.

The sun had almost sunk below the horizon, leaving only a few streaks of blood-red light hanging on the horizon, slowly descending and being swallowed by darkness.

That's how it is; people don't really know what they're pursuing.

Or perhaps you're pursuing something ephemeral, only to find in the end that what you really wanted was just the process of chasing it.

There were hardly any days when I was truly free.

She never truly found peace.

Has she ever truly experienced peace?

A peaceful life, as slow and quiet as that of a plant.

Did it really happen?

It's hard to say there wasn't any, but the peaceful life only accounts for one percent of her entire memory.

All that remains is killing and the sacrifice of 99 percent for that 1 percent.

Is that really necessary?

Without turning back, Sodium Chloride thought for a moment and then went upstairs.

However, she hadn't been back long when she bumped into Yelena as she entered.