Qi Ming: "No, just a feeling."
Mamoru Shirogane: "You mean that just because of a guess, you're afraid of getting hurt in battle and unwilling to give it your all?"
Qi Ming thought that unless he made himself crystal clear, Mamoru Shirogane simply would not listen: "That's right. I have to make it home alive. My strength is needed there."
"To me, everyone else's lives in this world combined are less important than mine. Do you understand now?"
Mamoru Shirogane's expression changed. "You're far too extreme!"
Qi Ming stepped forward and patted the jeep's hood.
"Besides, I fight to answer to my own conscience, not to satisfy you."
"Save this nonsense."
With that, Qi Ming slammed his palm down, caving in a large section of the hood. Then, under Mamoru Shirogane's dumbfounded gaze, he left without looking back.
"What a wasted trip." On his way home, Qi Ming's expression was grave.
Powerful enemies surrounded him outside, while intrigue and deception festered within. Whenever he spoke with Captain Mamoru Shirogane, he was either pressured or talking to a brick wall.
If it came down to it, maybe he should take one of the "escape routes" he had prepared earlier.
Wait, where was the road?
Didn't I just walk down this road? Why was there no one here but me?
Qi Ming came back to his senses and realized that he seemed to have encountered a Ghost Wall, circling the same place again and again.
At that moment, a deep voice drifted from behind him alongside a chilling wind. "Have you begun to despair of this world?"
Qi Ming whirled around, and the enormous figure before him made his pupils contract.
A black-and-red body, rib-like exoskeleton, black eyes, and a Color Timer.
Just as I thought. Something in the darkness really has set its sights on me.
This guy was—Dark Mephisto!
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