Lost Contact in the World of Type-Moon
Chapter 668

Arrived in the Type-Moon World, Now Out of Contact

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"My acquaintance?"

The young man carrying a long spear raised an eyebrow. Even among the Human Race, his name was kept secret, known only to a very small number of people. If someone could speak his name, they really might be an acquaintance.

Which member could it be? The leader of the Great Hero Faction, who had scattered everyone except the core members among other Human Race settlements, pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.

"In that case, I'll go see them."

The leader of the Great Hero Faction strode toward the hall. Then he saw the group of two women and one man, and his smile suddenly froze as his muscles began trembling instinctively.

"Long time no see, Cao Cao." The young man who had once served as the Great Hero Faction's strategist smiled brilliantly.

The War God's Expectations and the Hero's Day of Suffering

In the region floating twenty thousand meters above the ground, a colossal fortress like a whale drifting through the sky hovered in midair. Its faint glow mingled with the moonlight, illuminating a chaotic landscape of countless blocks rising unevenly below.

It was the messenger of the War God Arteshu, a Phantasmal Species named Abente Heim. Upon its back stood the city of the Winged Species and the War God's palace.

A Winged Species "girl" with emerald hair, a single horn on her head, mismatched blue and gold eyes, pairs of symmetrical wings at her waist that seemed woven from light, and an extraordinarily intricate halo above her head floated at the city's edge. She stared at the blood-red sky like a dried salted fish.

The Winged Species' Number One unit looked utterly dejected as she muttered to the Phantasmal Species that carried the Winged Species.

"Kichi won't go hunting Giant Species heads with me,

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