The End of the Fourth Impact

"This is all my fault..." Shinji Ikari said painfully. "If I had obeyed Misato's orders and not left that prison, this Impact—and everything that followed—would never have happened..."

"This isn't your fault, Shinji," Kaworu Nagisa said gently. "It was my oversight that allowed the King of Lilin to seize the status that had originally belonged to me as the First Apostle, fall into becoming the Thirteenth Apostle, and become a 'child' returning to ADAMS, serving as the 'trigger'..."

"It's not me you should remember!" Long Xing glanced at Jin Wei beside him, then walked into the distance.

Seeing that his elder brother had agreed, Nangong Ritian let out a long sigh of relief, and a sly, foxlike smile quietly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Though he was the Son of Heaven, in Prince Su's residence, blood ties outweighed the relationship between ruler and subject. Thus, Zhao Xian still treated him as a son, no different from before.

So Long Xing did not have even the slightest room to maneuver here. He could not win in a fight, nor was there anywhere to hide. All he could do was let the three Poison Sand tribesmen keep chasing him at his heels.

Tian Zhang screamed in terror. Several personal guards wielded sabers to block Dian Wei and Xu Hu, but how could they possibly be a match for the two? Within a few exchanges, they were cut down.

Young Master Xiang's soul-protecting jade was restrained by Long Xing's Flame Character Art, so the Thousand Mountains Soul-Pressing Talisman naturally charged straight in! Under its pressure, Young Master Xiang's attacks immediately slowed.

So they still did not know that Bai Tianxing had already won a great victory. Mo Li had come this time to bring them benefits.

The indigenous people living north