Faced with Old Yang, who had already prepared for battle, Mo Wang silently shook his head.
Sure enough, the Honkai: Star Rail Old Yang was a bit more practiced.
If it were him, he probably would have taken everyone and run far, far away by now.
Sure enough, the current Old Yang still was not experienced enough. He had no experience at all.
Kevin watched Mo Wang, the flames on the greatsword An-Utu in his hand burning soundlessly, the surrounding air warping from the high heat.
He slowly spoke, his voice still betraying no emotion. "Looks like you've finally finished handling things?"
Mo Wang spread his hands, a lazy smile hanging on his face. "Have a little patience. Before the decisive battle, you've got to say a few words to your friends and family, right? Oh, I forgot—" He feigned realization and tapped his own forehead, his tone utterly unapologetic. "You don't have any anymore. I'm so sorry."
Kevin did not grow angry at the deliberate mockery. He merely shook his head, as if confirming something. "It seems you're already completely confident you can deal with me?"
"I've been confident for ages." Mo Wang's smile did not change, but an inscrutable sharp light flashed through his eyes. "It's just that lately I've felt I needed to speed things up a little, so I had no choice but to come over and settle you."
Kevin fell silent for a moment, then slowly raised the greatsword An-Utu in his hand. The flames flowing along the blade lit up his ice-blue eyes and also illuminated Mo Wang's calm face.
Just when everyone thought the battle was about to erupt, Kevin spoke again, asking a question no one had expected:
"Why do you think birds can fly?"
The question came abruptly, even carrying a