"I could tell. But killing an ordinary clone isn't some golden resolve."
Cocolia was not flustered in the slightest.
She seemed intent on provoking Zhao Bai, dancing ballet on the very edge of his limits again and again.
What exactly was she after?
Judas sensed the suffocating killing intent, released Cocolia, and retreated from the battlefield with Theresa, leaving the stage to Zhao Bai and his mother-in-law.
And Bronya, standing on the windowsill.
Bronya floated down aboard Heavy Cannon Rabbit and stood guard at Zhao Bai's side.
She had made her choice.
Warmth surged through Zhao Bai's heart. Bronya had chosen him.
But that was not enough.
He kept his eyes fixed on Cocolia.
A grim killing intent continued to shroud her like dark clouds in the sky, refusing to disperse.
Cocolia held the power of life and death over Bronya.
The chip in her brain.
When backed into a corner, she would choose to control Bronya's mind. Bronya would inevitably resist for Zhao Bai's sake, and the chip in her brain would burn out because of it.
Bronya's brain would be burned out as well.
She would end up in the ICU, and everyone who knew her would weep because of it.
Zhao Bai would go to North America and spend the rest of his life slaughtering his way through Anti-Entropy headquarters from top to bottom.
No matter who stood in his way.
But by then, the wound would already have formed. No matter whose chest he pierced with his blade, he would not be able to change that.
Zhao Bai had to do everything he could to prevent it.
Cocolia stared at Zhao Bai and Bronya. They protected each other, as though both were willing to give up their lives for the other. Bronya said nothing, but her