Stellaron Hunter Tang San Hunter

Stellaron Hunter × Tang San Hunter √

Seeing the system's "Companion Mission" prompt pop up, Blade's pupils contracted slightly, yet his face remained as still as an ancient well, without a ripple.

Deep within his heart, there was the same deathly stillness, not a single ripple stirring.

Control a nation? Blade's thoughts turned silently, as though weighing something.

In an instant, Kafka, a member of the Stellaron Hunters, flashed through Brother Blade's mind. He mused that this sort of strategy for controlling the bigger picture might be better suited to Kafka, who excelled at Spirit Speech.

When it came to manipulating people's hearts, her abilities were unquestionably masterful.

For Blade himself to take on such a mission was truly asking too much of him.

Blade understood his own role very clearly: what he excelled at was precision strikes, hunting down the targets he had marked. That dance upon the blade's edge came effortlessly to him, and it thrilled and drove him mad!

But controlling a nation, such a grand yet tedious undertaking, was not only something he was bad at—it even annoyed him.

In his mind, Blade's gaze fell upon the words "Companion Mission" once more. Those four words seemed to possess some sort of magic, drawing in his attention.

He suddenly felt that this "Companion Mission" was rather similar to the setup in the game Honkai: Star Rail.

In the game, "Companion Missions" were often tied to a particular character's storyline. Much like the Story Quests in Genshin Impact, they were filled with mystery and anticipation.

With that thought, the system's "Companion Mission" no longer felt so unfamiliar to Blade. It even seemed somewhat familiar.

He already had a good grasp of the process and format of such missions. However, he knew nothing about the two companions who would soon fight at his side, and that inevitably left him a little curious and expectant.

Perhaps he was no expert at controlling a nation, but this companion might become his support?

He imagined that perhaps the other party possessed some unique talent, one that could make up for his shortcomings and allow them to complete this seemingly impossible mission together.

Even if things did not go as hoped, the image of the Blue Silver Emperor surfaced in Blade's mind. Once she recovered, as one of his own, she would undoubtedly become a fairly powerful force.

After all, her name contained the word "Emperor." It was unlikely that she knew nothing about controlling and governing a nation, right? Her existence could undoubtedly count as a Trump Card.

At that moment, the system's mission arrangements seemed to Blade like a script meticulously arranged by Elio. He only needed to follow the mission's direction. He was already prepared to advance along the predetermined path.

As for what ending this play would reach, Blade did not care.

He was used to taking things as they came. So long as the mission proceeded smoothly, the ending was no more than the last page of the script to him. He would simply turn it over.

Blade slowly opened his eyes, and a faint trace of nostalgia flashed through them as he remembered his fellow Stellaron Hunters.

In the world of Honkai: Star Rail, he, Kafka, Silver Wolf, Firefly, and the others had followed the script's arrangements, carefully laying their plans and creating opportunity after opportunity for the Stellaron Spirit. This allowed her to move among various factions, meet and cooperate with them, and prepare for the coming Aeon-level war.

They had left their footprints at the Space Station, the Astral Express, the Xianzhou, Penacony, and other places, weaving an enormous strategic network together.

Back then, the Stellaron Hunters had been a team with perfect coordination. Everyone fulfilled their own duties, and Blade did not need to worry too much.

Their cooperation had been seamless, like a precise machine whose every gear meshed perfectly.

Now, judging from the system mission's direction and its initial signs, it seemed that he, Tang San Hunter, would have to single-handedly subdue the various factions of this tiny Douluo Continent in order to isolate Tang San, the final boss of the entire continent.

A little troublesome, but in order to inherit Blade's obsession, since this was about making Tang San suffer setback after setback, repay his sins, and reduce his own Side Effects, the corner of Blade's lips lifted slightly, his eyes brimming with madness.

" Tang San."

Blade muttered softly, his voice carrying a trace of mockery and coldness.

"Do you have a script of your own too?"

"Your end will surely be filled with terror."

"Heh heh."

His laughter was low and chilling, as though he had already foreseen Tang San's miserable repentance. It was the cold gaze of a Hunter regarding his prey, filled with anticipation for the coming confrontation.

No one knew how much time had passed, but Blade was still pondering the details of the "Companion Mission."

Then suddenly, his keen blood-red eyes swept to one side, his gaze sharp as a blade.

At the corner of the corridor, a figure slowly entered his sight.

It was Yu Xiaogang. His body was wrapped in bandages, several layers more than Blade's, making him look like a walking human mummy.

Leaning on two crutches, he limped forward with difficulty, every step looking incredibly arduous.

When Yu Xiaogang saw Blade, there was not the slightest anger or resentment in his eyes over Blade's earlier attack. On the contrary, his gaze was filled with the wild joy and excitement of seeing a Genius.

His two crippled legs seemed impatient to bring him closer to Blade as quickly as possible so that he could get a proper look at him.

If not for the inconvenience of his hands, Yu Xiaogang would have immediately summoned Luo Sanpao and had it drag him running toward Blade!

In the eyes of this "Grandmaster," Blade and Tang San were both the kind of geniuses whom others could not understand, but whom only he could see through.

This discovery excited him beyond measure, as though he had found a kindred spirit.

At last, Yu Xiaogang hobbled over to Blade with his crutches.

His mouth, missing its front teeth, leaked air when he spoke, making his voice sound somewhat comical. Yet his tone was full of enthusiasm and anticipation.

"You're still standing here? Hurry inside. My office is quite spacious. Let's go in and talk, and let me get a good look at you while we're at it."

His eyes revealed appreciation and longing toward Blade, as though he wished to uncover even more secrets from him.

Yu Xiaogang's words interrupted Blade's train of thought. A vicious glint instantly flashed through Blade's blood-red eyes as he stared murderously at the bruised and battered Yu Xiaogang before him. His voice was icy cold as he forced out two words through clenched teeth.

"Seeking death?"

The moment those words fell, Yu Xiaogang, beneath Blade's gaze, was like prey targeted by a ferocious beast. He was instantly so frightened that he took a step back.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably. In that moment, he felt an oppression rising from the depths of his soul, as though an invisible hand had tightly gripped his heart and nearly stopped him from breathing. He almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Ding! The system notification echoed through the air. Yu Xiaogang was nearly scared out of his wits. Portrayal Progress increased by 0.01%!

Current Portrayal Progress: 22.02%!

The system notification sounded in Blade's mind, while beneath Blade's vicious gaze, Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale and cold sweat poured down his forehead. His legs shook, as though he might collapse to his knees from fear at any moment.

His eyes were filled with terror. His mouth hung slightly open, yet no sound came out, like a terrified rabbit facing a cheetah about to pounce.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang, the Grandmaster, was actually at a complete loss!