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Chapter 12 - Chapter 12: Svarog Unleashes His Might

...Cold raindrops fell incessantly, and the pedestrians on the street gradually thinned out. Mo Xi sat on a bench in the park, holding up that familiar red oil-paper umbrella. Meanwhile, Sister Acheron was beside her, meticulously wrapping a bandage around her.

A moment later, after finishing the wrapping, Sister Acheron finally completed her movements.

"Your physical constitution is much better than an average person's. I've already applied medicine for you; it should be healed in a few days."

Mo Xi looked at the bandages under her clothes and then moved slightly twice. Mhm, it didn't affect her movement at all. Except for the bandages on her hands, the other parts of her body were almost entirely covered by her clothes; it would be hard to notice without careful observation. Mo Xi couldn't help but admire Sister Acheron's very skillful bandaging technique.

"Mm, thank you, Sister Acheron."

After this incident, Mo Xi had completely accepted this "cheap" sister in her heart, and there wasn't a hint of discomfort in her tone.

"It's nothing, but are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital? Are you—worried about your parents' side?"

"Uh... yeah." Mo Xi lowered her head slightly, appearing a bit embarrassed. She hadn't expected her thoughts to be pointed out directly by Sister Acheron, and for a moment, she felt a bit ashamed. However, she still explained honestly.

"On one hand, this kind of injury is inconvenient to explain. If I go to the hospital, there will inevitably be trouble later. Secondly... I really don't want to trouble you anymore... or my parents."

"I see." Hearing this, Sister Acheron just nodded silently. Since her sister was unwilling, she wouldn't force it. In any case, her own bandaging technique wasn't bad, and plus Mo Xi's constitution was unusual, so even without going to the hospital, it was no longer a major issue.

The tender new leaves of the roadside trees couldn't hold the raindrops, and the sound of them falling one after another made this empty street feel as if the mute button had been pressed. Sister Acheron quietly held the oil-paper umbrella as the two of them leisurely enjoyed the rainy scenery.

Mo Xi: ╯﹏╰

As the distance between them closed, Mo Xi instead didn't know how to speak up. Her lips parted slightly, but the words reached the tip of her tongue only to be swallowed back down. Just as Mo Xi felt hesitant to speak, a large, warm hand gently stroked the top of her head. Sister Acheron's gentle and delicate voice followed.

"Though I had my suspicions, the truth seems far more difficult than I imagined. You must have suffered a lot... You've worked hard~"

Hearing this, Mo Xi's whole body trembled. "I..."

Her voice choked up slightly, and her eyes couldn't help but turn a bit red. She didn't even know why Sister Acheron said that. "I... Sister Acheron, what are you saying? I... I don't quite understand..."

By the end, Mo Xi's tone became increasingly choked, giving off a feeling of trying to cover something up. Seeing this, Sister Acheron just shook her head with a slight sense of helplessness; she really hadn't seen that this girl was quite stubborn. Thus, Sister Acheron simply reached out to pull Mo Xi's slender waist, letting her lean against her shoulder, while her other hand continued to hold the umbrella to block the rain for her.

"Ah?" Before Mo Xi could react, she was already leaning against Sister Acheron. Such close contact with Sister Acheron instantly dyed her cheeks a shade of crimson. She exerted light force trying to break free, yet in her heart, there was a mysterious trace of greed for this warmth.

However, with Mo Xi's strength, it was absolutely impossible to break free. So after a few symbolic struggles, Mo Xi accepted the situation. She couldn't help but lean a bit closer to Sister Acheron's shoulder. Feeling the cool yet gentle skin against her cheek gave her an inexplicable sense of peace.

Feeling the other's movements, Sister Acheron could not help but sigh.

"Although my memories and emotions are missing, I'm not stupid. Not to mention your own abilities, those two possessed power that ordinary people don't have. And your reaction at the time clearly didn't seem like the first time you'd encountered that kind of 'person.' Combining everything, it's not hard to guess... you must have lived a very hard life in the past."

Sister Acheron's words were the complete opposite of this cold, thin rainy day. Every single word she said pierced straight into Mo Xi's heart.

"I... how could I..." Mo Xi lightly bit her lip trying to retort, but she couldn't say a single word.

Sister Acheron watched this scene quietly, her hand placed behind her sister's back very gently helping her relax. "Don't worry, I also have a past I'm unwilling to face, so I won't pry into yours. But now, you don't have to carry your difficulties alone anymore. If you need anything—then rely on me."

"I..." Mo Xi couldn't say a single word at this moment. Sister Acheron's words reached the very core of her heart.

Yes, in the end, Mo Xi was just an ordinary girl. Whether in her past life or this one, she was forced to carry pressure that someone her age shouldn't have to bear. It hadn't even been a few months since Mo Xi was reborn. But every night during these few months, she couldn't sleep peacefully. Whenever she closed her eyes, she seemed to see the tragic images of herself and her sister from her previous life.

Mo Xi had taken her sister and left their original city early, thinking she could finally have some time to buffer. But today... no matter how calm she appeared on the surface, it was hard to hide the fear in her heart. Because Mo Xi feared failing again, feared dying again, feared losing her sister again. So she could only work hard to become stronger, strong enough to protect herself.

Ugh... soft sobs echoed in the rain. While Sister Acheron silently lent her a shoulder, using her actions to comfort her as much as possible.

Meanwhile, the scene over by the alley was not nearly so heartwarming.

Gulp!

Lu Hao could not help but swallow hard, his expression extremely stiff. I couldn't be this unlucky, right? In this moment of crisis, Lu Hao's brain began to work at high speed. Almost instantly, he took action. 'Regardless of the consequences, strike first to gain the upper hand!'

As his Supernatural Ability activated, his body immediately became as hard as steel. Lu Hao didn't turn around; his foot kicked out violently behind him.

Thud!

The other three only reacted when they suddenly heard a crisp sound. But what followed was Lu Hao's pained howl. "Ah! It's so hard!!!"

Yes, that kick had landed squarely on the robot. But there wasn't even a scratch on the robot; instead, he had almost broken his own leg. When the other three shifted their gaze to Lu Hao, they found him clutching his calf and collapsed on the ground. As their gaze moved upward, what came into view was a one-eyed robot over two meters tall.

The three: ?!!!

Where did this robot come from! Before they could react, what followed was Clara's crying shout. "Help me! Mr. Svarog!"

The three: We're doomed!

Chen Yuxuan and Qing Yutong both felt that things had blown up big time. Sure enough, the next moment, Svarog's gaze slowly lowered, and the camera-like eye emitted a dazzling red light. Feeling that naked gaze, the three felt a chill run down their spines. Just as Chen Yuxuan wanted to save Lu Hao, Svarog directly kicked out. A black shadow instantly turned into an afterimage and vanished.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Only that pig-slaughtering scream remained, accompanied by the loud crash of collapsing boulders, like a rooster with its neck squeezed, gradually falling into silence. Before Mu Yao could cry out in surprise, she felt herself being lifted by one hand.

Qing Yutong also shouted anxiously. "Wait, Clara, calm down! We mean no harm!" Seeing the scene just now, plus the fact that the opponent had suddenly appeared behind them like a ghost—she was very clear that the four of them were absolutely no match for it. She could only pin her hopes on this little girl.

However, Clara continued to cry non-stop, without any intention of paying attention.

"Run!" Seeing that communication might not work, Chen Yuxuan pushed Mu Yao toward Qing Yutong, staying behind to cover their retreat. Chen Yuxuan pulled out a handgun, aimed it at the robot in front of him, and shouted. "Don't force me to shoot!"

Seeing this, red light flashed in Svarog's eye as he silently raised his left hand high.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Countless missiles flew out from behind him, then headed straight toward them with a roar.

Chen Yuxuan: F*ck.

Qing Yutong and the others not only watched helplessly as the smoke from the missile explosions rapidly engulfed their captain. They even helplessly witnessed the missiles quickly catching up to them. Facing all this happening, it was over before they even had time to grieve for their teammate.

At the final moment, though she didn't know if it was her imagination—Qing Yutong's "Spirit Eyes" seemed to see a strange smile appearing at the corner of Clara's mouth beneath her hidden expression.

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