Chapter 230: Chapter 230 Continue with the Mist Chapter 230: Chapter 230 Continue with the Mist “I must take back what originally belonged to me from that Pandora.”
The little girl on my chest spoke again with such determination, completely devoid of the earlier madness and incoherent babble. At this moment, her eyes were clear, just like a normal person’s.
However, I was even more confused.
But just as I was about to ask more questions, the girl in front of me slipped back into her earlier frenzied state, repeatedly muttering, “I am no longer Pandora…” “Only one can become Pandora…” “We are all walking dead,” these incomprehensible words. Despite my repeated inquiries, she couldn’t give me an understandable response.
However, I could confirm one thing: the little girl before me really bore us no ill will—well, theoretically.
Honestly, I felt a bit like Yang Guo facing the madman Ouyang Feng, but I was in a better position than armless Yang Guo, who had to deal with a filthy, unkempt uncle, while I held a fragrant, lightweight little Loli in my arms.
From this perspective, the author of this book is much more generous than Grandpa Jin.
At this moment, Qianqian suddenly told me through spiritual connection, “Ah Jun, my power is almost at its limit, and time in this dimension will soon start flowing again.”
So, it’s time to go back.
Looking at the little girl still refusing to let go of my hand, I felt a bit of a headache. She was an absolute danger, although she now seemed harmless and was friendly towards both me and Qianqian. I could almost be one hundred percent sure that she was a member of the Fallen Apostles, that is to say, the enemy. What’s more important, she was very likely the culprit who always had our movements in the enemy’s grasp, and even the enemy commander who we would shortly face in battle. To take her down right here and now… To be honest, it would be difficult, a huge psychological hurdle, let alone letting her go; that seemed even more unrealistic.
It wasn’t just that I didn’t want to strengthen our enemy by doing so, but more importantly, I really didn’t want to become enemies with this somewhat pitiful little girl!
After thinking over it briefly, I made a decision. Then I laid the cloak… Visca on the ground, patted her head, and said in a tone as clear from misunderstandings as I could muster, “Visca, wanna go home with brother?”
Upon hearing my words, Qianqian first froze, then nodded in agreement. “That’s true; this way we can also gain more information about the Fallen Apostles and avoid continued exposure to the enemy.”
“Go home?” Visca looked at me, puzzled, as if she couldn’t understand these two simple words, then she lowered her head, murmuring, “Go home… together with that Pandora…”
“Yes, let’s go home…”
Just when I thought the matter would be resolved , something unexpected happened.
Visca suddenly roared and fiercely pushed me away.
“You want me to go back with you? To coexist peacefully with that so-called Pandora-zero! Hahaha!!! No way! No way!”
Visca plunged into madness once again, screaming hysterically and launching a disordered attack on us!
Visca’s attack method didn’t surprise me; it was almost identical to Pandora’s, utilizing powerful firepower and a multitude of summoning gun towers for a covering barrage of long-range suppression. Amidst the waves of energy fluctuations, dozens of black Floating Cannons appeared out of thin air in the air and began to fire intense laser beams haphazardly in all directions. Various models of light missiles came flying out of random Space Rifts, bombarding the entire platform with no rhyme or reason. The uncontrollable Visca floated midair, surrounded by Abyss-derived black flames, like a demon from the depths of Hell invading reality, raining down continuous long-range attacks from her lofty position. For a time, the whole open platform was engulfed in dazzling explosions.
She was a formidable humanoid cannon indeed! From this, it was easy to imagine how fierce that little miss Pandora’s combat ability must be. And once I think about my dear sister Qianqian’s deeply hidden violent streak, indeed, steadfastly implementing the “docile Pandora upbringing plan” was the right decision, and I must continue to persist without fail!
Don’t wonder why I’m able to effortlessly carry on with my random mental rants in the midst of such intense firepower suppression. In fact, even if Qianqian and I stood still, that barrage wouldn’t hurt us—Visca’s attacks were aimed entirely at the ground around us.
It looks like at least there is some good news: Visca truly bore no ill will against us, and even in her madness, she meant us no harm. However, the bad news was equally daunting: it seemed impossible now to take this mad Loli home.
Though she didn’t attack me and Qianqian, Visca’s madness showed no signs of stopping. All the while, she relentlessly poured down artillery fire on the area below, yelling loudly, “I will never coexist with that Pandora! Never! I will kill her! Kill her! I will wipe out all Pandoras! I am the only one, the only one who can survive! I will take everything from the hands of Pandora-zero! I will become the true Pandora, the only Pandora, a Pandora with a purpose in existence, not just a shell prepared for resurrection!”
“A shell prepared for resurrection!?”
The sudden, explosive news left both Qianqian and me stunned. What did that statement mean? What’s this about a body prepared specifically for resurrection?
Unfortunately, Visca, as of now, clearly didn’t plan to answer my question, so Qianqian and I could only continue to leisurely pair up and dodge amidst the torrential downpour of bullets…
The current situation was awkward. On one hand, Visca was unleashing a full-screen barrage without truly having the heart to hit us, and on the other hand, Qianqian and I were effortlessly dodging and defending, yet reluctant to take Visca down. Thus, this faux battle—where one side pretended to attack and the other pretended to be hit—continued in a friendly but exceedingly awkward atmosphere, at least until Visca stopped; we had no way to save face.
“Qianqian, can you calm this crazy girl down?”
While casually dodging a laser beam two meters away and maintaining a tense expression, I turned and spoke to Qianqian by my side.
Qianqian froze two Teeth Bone Razors, headed for the ground behind her, in mid-air, yawned, then symbolically shuffled two steps to the side, speaking lazily, “I tried. There’s definitely something on her that can disrupt energy. My superpowers, the ones with less force, don’t do much to her, and I’m afraid the more forceful ones might just obliterate her—you know, time is very dangerous if not controlled well.”
I was reminded of the group of former Naga Royal Guards, now being kept in some fish tank. As Asida secretly informed me, the Naga Warriors who turned into fry were actually just over two-thirds of the original number. Nearly one-third had actually become fertilized eggs…
Just when Qianqian and I were considering how to subdue Visca without hurting her, the attack suddenly stopped without warning.
I looked up, only to see Visca floating quietly in mid-air, the black flames enveloping her no longer violent but burning calmly like the flame of a candle in a windless room. Due to the angle, I couldn’t see Visca’s expression, which made her sudden change even more puzzling.
“Brother, and Sister Qianqian,” Visca suddenly spoke up, her tone calm and gentle, inconceivable for someone who had been bombarding the ground in a frenzy just three seconds earlier. Fortunately, I was now somewhat used to this girl’s unpredictable and discontinuous way of speaking, so I wasn’t too shocked, “I’m going back now, goodbye~~”
What’s going on here!? You’re planning to just head back after such a fierce encounter? At least go crazy within some limits, ahhhh!!! Or is it that you, crazy girl, were just crossed over by the author, that even more insane guy… Uh…
Qianqian and I were both stunned by Visca’s words; this madwoman, wielding no less than twenty types of unconventional heavy artillery, bombarded us for ten minutes, and now she says… goodbye?! And in this calm tone as if she’s just stepping out to buy soy sauce?
Indeed, madmen are beyond reasoning.
As Qianqian and I watched dumbfounded with a thunderous astonishment, Visca gracefully landed on the ground, bowed politely to us, then flashed a big smile, declaring, “I’ll go first, and soon I will snatch you back from the hands of Pandora~~~”
All of a sudden, a pitch-black rectangular Space Gate appeared behind Visca, and this little crazy girl who had just returned to normal walked out.
“Ah, right, Qianqian, should we have kept her here?”
I suddenly realized—had I just let go of a potentially dangerous individual?
Qianqian turned toward me with a wooden expression, then back again, leaving behind a very frustrated remark, “I was so shocked just now, I didn’t react…”
…This is just too absurd!?
“Forget it,” Qianqian suddenly sighed, “Let’s go back and ask Pandora what’s really going on.”
“That’s all we can do.”
I looked in the direction where Visca had disappeared, my mind swirling with thoughts. Pandora, my sister, what kind of secrets are you hiding?