A giant ship that was hundreds of meters long came crashing down from top to bottom... Judging from the situation, it seemed that a chase scene was being staged.
Why did two ships emerge from the Quantum Sea? Before she could think about this question, several sharp edges mercilessly interrupted Vita's thoughts. Four agile figures holding spears and swords jumped into the air and attacked Vita without hesitation. They had no faces, but exuded an extraordinary spirit similar to that of a warrior. Looking at the four familiar figures, Vita couldn't help rolling her eyes.
"forgive me……"
The clothes that I had just changed into disappeared again.
After confirming the identity of the visitor, Vita did not hesitate to switch her status from the harmless "ordinary citizen" to the noble and mysterious "agent" mode. Although she was terrified of the mysterious existence that controlled her and was ready to run away on the spot, this did not mean that she would be a punching bag when facing an opponent who was no stronger than herself.
Facing the four attacking "ideas", Vita crossed her arms and snapped her fingers with an elegant and impeccable posture.
With the crisp sound of finger snaps, invisible cracks suddenly covered the space around the four ideals, and then shattered.
The bodies of the four ideals were torn into pieces without any resistance, and finally dissolved into scattered debris in mid-air.
"There doesn't seem to be any irreconcilable hatred between us. Would you chase me all the way to a place like this?"
Vita snorted softly and complained to the empty space.
As if in response to Vita's complaint, a long and thin crack suddenly appeared in the void in front of her eyes. The crack opened, and the otherworldly figure of Misterine holding the command flag calmly appeared in Vita's field of vision.
"puff……"
However, after seeing the other person's calm attitude, Vita chuckled and almost laughed out loud.
...Although Mistierine's posture of holding the flag was calm and had a hint of majesty of a superior, the appearance of her face and body had nothing to do with the words "calm" and "majesty" no matter how you looked at it.
A thick layer of dust made her white and purple suit dirty. The cloak that could originally be dragged on the ground was burned to the point where only a few fragments were left. Chuchen's face was covered with bruises and there was a very conspicuous big bump on her head... as if she had been hit hard by something hard.
Not only that, even the expression that had always been quite cynical has completely lost its former warmth and grace, and instead, it is replaced by a kind of mania and anger that is similar to menopause.
"..."
After hearing Vita's uncontrollable laughter, Mistlin's face, which was already as dark as the bottom of a pot, suddenly became even gloomier. Ideas appeared densely in her rage, and the masked men swarmed in, surrounding Vita in the center like a huge army with a fierce look in their eyes.
"Hey, hey, hey! Why are you suddenly broken? "
Vita's face changed slightly. Although she didn't think she would lose to the other party, she was deeply impressed by Misterine's calmness and strength in the Holy City of Salt and Snow. Now she was in a very dangerous situation. When she thought about being caught by the existence that controlled her, she would end up as a miserable worker. Vita raised her hands hurriedly.
"I'll make it clear in advance that I don't want to have a meaningless fight with you! It's not my fault that you're in such a mess! Are you chasing those two ships? Then hurry up and go now!"
"..." Mistrynne took a long, deep breath.
"I will personally teach those two naughty kids a lesson later."
She waved the command flag and a calm smile appeared on her face again.
"For now, let me take down the enemy who almost endangered the lives of my companions."
"...Pfft..."
Although it was such a confident declaration, but combined with the face covered with bruises and a bump on the head, Vita felt it was funny no matter how she looked at it, so she couldn't help laughing out loud.
...waves of bright light and continuous explosions came from far away.
Mistellin's expression changed slightly.
"Oh - they've used live ammunition." Vita rested her palm on her brow, watching the two aerospace ships in the distance spitting flames at each other, and a hint of gloating appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Is it really okay to leave those two ships alone?"
"Tsk... there's nothing I can do..." Misterlin smacked her lips. She took out a piece of Feather Dust and said in a helpless voice, "Um... Mr. Manager, I really can't deal with those two naughty kids, and I also met a mortal enemy on the way. Can you help me hit my location coordinates?"
After thinking for a while, Mistellin added: "It doesn't have to be too strong. Just use the same power as the one that stopped the Herrscher of the End before."
Vita's expression froze instantly.
Chapter 4 Fu Hua: Dead Memories Are Attacking Me (k)
In the morning, the young swordsman Yan Qing walked silently on the streets of the fairyland Luofu. His steps were a little heavy and the bandages wrapped around his arms were flying in the air.
From the residence filled with swords, all the way to Xuanye Avenue in Xingcha Sea, the surrounding streets gradually began to become lively and prosperous.
As the largest transportation hub in Luofu, Xingchahai can be said to be the most prosperous of all the caves in Xianzhou Luofu. Merchants are lined up along the way. The clear storytelling voice came from the direction of the teahouse "Bu Ye Hou" in the distance. After listening for a while on the way, Yanqing heard the general content. It was actually about the Jianmu Rebellion that happened last night.
The pioneer hero faced the rich evil creature fearlessly. The rich black deer had copper skin and iron hooves and was invulnerable to swords and spears. However, the pioneer and his companions were not easy to deal with. Among them was a girl called March. She was eight feet tall and had a waist circumference of eight feet. She had practiced external skills to perfection and was invulnerable to swords and spears...
Yan Qing's mind flashed with the image of the other person, and he felt a surge of stomach acid. Although he claimed that he was not the superficial person who judged people by their appearance, the huge female figure with a height of eight feet and a waist of eight feet was still a little unacceptable to him.
...No, no, why am I attracted by this kind of unconventional method again?
He shook his head, took out his personal jade tablet with his intact hand, and opened the specific coordinates that his general had sent him last night.
Even with the medical technology of the Dan Ding Division, it would take at least several days to completely recover from the shattered bones in his arm. Even a young genius like Yan Qing understood that Xiao Wei with such an injury would certainly not be able to perform his duty of protecting the general normally. Moreover, after Luofu suffered the Jianmu Rebellion, the general lived directly in the Shen Ce Mansion. Yan Qing also believed that it was impossible for any external enemy to harm the general who was surrounded by heavy troops. So after recuperating for a while in his residence full of swords, Yan Qing, who was really free, went out early in the morning and followed the general's instructions yesterday and walked towards the wonderful coffee shop on Xuanye Avenue.
"Hyperion...café...this is it."
Arriving at the coordinates sent to him by Jing Yuan, Yan Qing looked up at the two-story building in front of him. Unlike other teahouses and restaurants on Xuan Ye Avenue, this Pinonconnie-style storefront did not place tables on the street to provide open-air seating. Opposite the door was a deserted scene. Except for himself, people nearby walked by as if they didn't see the cafe. Although it was true that not many people would walk into a cafe early in the morning, Yan Qing was such a skilled swordsman that he could already sense something unusual about this cafe just by standing in front of the door.
...Although this is a store that has been granted a business license by the general himself, in Yan Qing's eyes, the atmosphere of this store still exudes an extremely dangerous feeling.
"..."
Gulp! Yan Qing swallowed his saliva. He looked at the closed door of the cafe and suddenly felt a little creepy behind his back for some reason.
With only one hand to use, his strength was naturally not as good as before, but he did not completely lose his fighting ability. He was good at flying swords, and even if he lost both arms, he could still use the flying swords he carried to threaten his enemies. Moreover, he did not come here to be an enemy of this coffee shop, but just to pay a simple visit at the suggestion of the general... Considering this, Yan Qing suppressed the uneasy feeling, walked carefully to the door of the coffee shop, and pushed open the door——
——The next second, when he saw the scene inside the store, the slight nervousness that had just risen in Yan Qing's heart disappeared without a trace.
In the spacious hall, there were four extremely disheveled figures. A silver-haired woman with bruises on her face was holding the ankle of another dirty-haired woman with green hair, with a happy smile on her face as if she had won. The dirty-haired woman had a pair of mosquito-repellent eyes, and it was obvious that she had completely lost consciousness... Another girl who looked the same age as her had horns on her head, and a loose street-punk-style top covered with black marks. At this moment, she was rubbing her brows with a headache, and the hemp rope in her hand extended all the way behind her to the two sisters who were tied together.
Is this... a human trafficking scene? !
My goodness, no wonder this cafe seems so deserted. On the surface, it looks like a normal cafe, but is it actually running such a shady and inhumane business behind the scenes? !
Yan Qing frowned, and was about to use his sword to scold, but he abruptly stopped the question that was about to come out of his mouth.
The street-punk girl suddenly became furious. She squatted down and grabbed the ears of the two sisters who were tied up tightly with hemp ropes. She roared angrily like a river.
"You two little bastards, are you really itching for trouble? You just stole my boat! I went through so much trouble to get you back, and now you dare to do the same thing again!?"
“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts—it’s unfair, Sister Delta! I really didn’t mean to drive it away this time!!!”
"Then tell me!! Why did the Hyperion move on its own? Captain, I'll give you Hyperion's permissions!"
"No no no, I don't know! I I I, I just pressed a red button with something emergency...uh, emergency or something on it, and then it flew up by itself!!"
"Red? Emergency button?" The street-punk girl was stunned for a moment, the rage on her face growing stronger and stronger. "And you still say it wasn't you who did this? You activated the Hyperion in an emergency, right?!"
"I really didn't know that button could actually activate the Hyperion!"
"Then how do you explain what you did afterwards?" The street punk girl sneered, "After you found out that the ship could move, not only did you not stop, but you kept running out?! And you used the Hyperion's weapon system to bombard my ship?!"
"This... this..." The pink-haired one-horned girl's eyes wandered, "But, maybe those cannons went off accidentally?"
"The hit rate after the accidental discharge is still over 90 percent, right?!" the street punk girl questioned.
"Woo..." The pink-haired one-horned girl made a sound of grievance like the whimper of a little animal, "Who, who told you to lock us up..."
"Then you should be more obedient!" The street punk girl was mad, "There's an explosion every three days and a disaster every seven days. On average, a world bubble encounters a life-and-death crisis every month! The quantum sea is overturned every six months!! The so-called Herrscher of the End in the real world is not as cruel as you two naughty kids!!! You really want to destroy the world, right?!"
"I, we are not that bad-hearted!!" the pink-haired one-horned girl protested unwillingly.
"Yes, you two don't have bad intentions, you are just pure bears." The street punk girl panted heavily, gritting her teeth and dragging the two sisters out the door, "If I don't beat the ass of you two little bastards today, I will no longer be called Arlene!!!"
"No, help! Lilia, wake up! Stop sleeping! Our butts are in danger!"
The street punk girl disappeared outside the store cursing, and her miserable cries could be heard everywhere.
At the door, Yan Qing stared blankly at the three girls who passed by him as if there was no one there, his head buzzing.
I always feel like I heard something really extraordinary.
And if you look closely, judging from her appearance and biological characteristics, the girl with double horns is obviously closely related to the two girls with single horns tied to the ground... Based on this point, and the way the tied girl addressed the girl with double horns, the relationship between the three of them should be just sisters, right?
Although Yan Qing's slightly aroused vigilance disappeared without a trace after he realized that this chaotic and somewhat nonsensical scene was not the scene of human trafficking, at the same time, another doubt arose.
This cafe...why does it look so informal?
He came here so early in the morning without even practicing sword skills. Isn't that a bit of a waste of life?
At this moment, the people in the hall came over to greet us, as if they had finally realized that a customer was coming.
"My dear guest, would you like something to drink or eat?"
A silver-haired girl who looked no older than him stopped in front of him and asked in a nonchalant manner.
"Uh... no need, I just..."
He had just said half of his words when a gurgling sound came from Yan Qing's stomach.
The feeling of hunger immediately made Yan Qing swallow back the words he wanted to say. He thought about it and nodded: "Then let's have the breakfast recommended by your store that day."
"Recommended breakfast of the day... Manager, do we have something like this?"
"Have."
A red-haired guy sitting behind the bar nodded calmly: "Salmon roll with freshly squeezed lemon juice, I suggest you pair it with a double-sided fried egg."
"These are all dishes I've never heard of... let's try this one." It would be nice to try cuisine from other places, Yan Qing thought.
After welcoming the customer with a bandaged arm to his seat, Kiana walked into the store and suddenly froze.
Deep in my heart, there seemed to be a surge of bitterness that did not belong to me.
After figuring out the source of the sour feeling, Kiana quietly asked in her heart:
Squad leader, what's wrong with you?
"..."
…For some reason, she seemed to hear a rapid breathing sound in her mind.
“…Is it…him?”
The voice, which had always been calm and indifferent, now sounded more confused and stunned than ever before.
"Why... did he appear in this cafe..."
"…No, this cafe can transcend time, so it's not strange to meet someone from the past…"
"But, if that's the case..."
The voice did not answer Kiana's question. It just muttered to itself in a dazed tone for a long while, and then fell into silence again.
"?"
Kiana frowned, glanced at Yan Qing who was looking around without leaving a trace, and then glanced at the manager behind the bar.
The store manager was flipping through a black leather notebook with a normal expression, writing something down on it, as if he didn't recognize the customer who walked into the store at all. He didn't seem to have any strange expression because of this. The staff in other coffee shops were also minding their own business, and everything was no different from usual.
Kiana pondered for a moment, and asked directly in her heart:
...Squad leader, do you know this customer?
"...Well, I can't say I don't know him."
The voice inside her body suddenly regained its previous calm and indifference, as if it suddenly realized something.
"It's just that this child... doesn't seem to be someone I know."
After a brief moment of surprise, Fu Hua quickly realized that there was actually a huge gap between this bandaged young swordsman and her former apprentice.
First of all, in Fu Hua's memory, there has never been any disciple who could display such a terrifying edge at the other party's age.
This is not because the opponent's swordsmanship is so profound, but simply because of the difference in the world and environment, which brings about an indelible gap.
In Fu Hua's perception, this bandaged young swordsman, in terms of strength alone, has even surpassed most of the fusion warriors of their time. Maybe he is not as good as the heroes who stand at the top of the fusion warriors, but he is also good enough to be called excellent.
In this era of civilization, when she was still recruiting disciples, she was limited by the intensity of the collapse and the principle of "not allowing the current civilization to develop too quickly". Even though those disciples were as bright as meteors in their respective active eras, if one looks at the entire history, the swordsmen masters who roamed the martial arts world were not strong enough to attract Fu Hua's attention.
In addition, the other person's high-spirited temperament was completely different from that of the disciple she once recruited.
Therefore, Fu Hua quickly realized that the other party was not her disciple who had done... those things, but was just a "parallel world isotope". She also analyzed the birthplace of this young swordsman from the energy properties of the other party.
"If I'm not mistaken, this child should be from the interstellar civilization 'Xianzhou Luofu' that we entered last night." Fu Hua said lightly.
"Is he from the Immortal Boat Luofu?" Kiana nodded, and asked hesitantly in her heart, "Then squad leader, you just..."
"It's just some insignificant memories from the past, nothing to mention."
Chapter 6 Long Live the Lady of the Herrscher of Knowledge!!! (K)
Kiana Worm Kaslana.
One of the famous woods.
