Chen Si swung his blade down hard, using up the last of the gas on his back.
Only a faint trickle of electricity remained. To withstand the blast of steam, Chen Si had unleashed everything without holding back, but Bertolt had also gone all out, burning away nearly all his flesh.
Feeling his blade cut through empty air, Chen Si snapped his eyes open. He disappeared?
Down below, Chen Si jumped off the wall. Dozens of Titans surged toward him, but he scanned his surroundings and found no sign of Bertolt.
Was he eaten? Impossible. None of the Pure Titans around here have changed. What's going on?
Did he escape during the burst of steam? My Divine Sense was locked onto his nape the whole time, and I could still sense Bertolt inside, but with so little electricity left, the signal grew weak.
Forget it. I'll let you live a few more days. Chen Si was invincible now and hardly cared. Even if he ran out of electricity, he was still a hundred-percent pure-blooded Ackerman.
With his gas depleted and his electricity running dangerously low, Chen Si looked at the ring of Titans around him. This was going to be tricky.
He could no longer fly, and he wasn't sure whether he could still fight them. Just then, he sensed a three-meter Titan reaching for his back.
Chen Si turned and sliced off its hand, then used the speed granted by his Ackerman bloodline to dart beneath it. One effortless slash severed both its feet, and another thrust drove his blade into the fallen Titan's nape, ending its miserable life.
At that moment, Eren jumped down. Seeing the countless Titans surrounding them, he grabbed Chen Si and flew back up to the wall.
Chen Si didn't resist. As they rose, he confirmed that he could still kill Titans without gas or electricity, even if he couldn't fly. It just wasn't very efficient. He had better restore his electricity quickly.
Chen Si carefully checked his condition. Good. Ten minutes of sleep should restore it completely.
"Eren, I'm a little sleepy. I'll take a nap. Just find somewhere I can sleep and put me down." With that, Chen Si closed his eyes and drifted peacefully off. One advantage of exhausting his electricity was that he never had trouble falling asleep.
"No! Chen Si, don't go to sleep! Hold on a little longer!" Eren's eyes filled with tears as he held Chen Si, gritting his teeth to keep himself from crying.
What Chen Si didn't know was that Eren thought he had been gravely wounded and was dying.
Chen Si's request to find somewhere he could sleep only made Eren think he wanted a nice place to be buried. Chen Si had always been optimistic. Even now, he was putting it cheerfully to spare Eren some grief. ┭┮﹏┭┮
Once he reached the top of the wall, Eren gently laid Chen Si down and said nothing.
Seeing Chen Si sleeping so peacefully and the tear tracks covering Eren's face, everyone wore a sorrowful expression.
Mina and the other girls couldn't help sniffling, while Sasha burst into loud sobs.
"Those damned Titans," Connie said through gritted teeth.
"Our top cadet, Chen Si, fought with everything he had and drove back the Colossal Titan, suffering grave injuries! Salute our top cadet!" Eren shouted.
Everyone offered their hearts to Chen Si in perfect unison.
The commotion made Chen Si roll over. Everyone jolted in surprise, and Sasha hurried forward to check his breathing.
"He's still breathing! He's still breathing! Our top... Chen Si is still breathing!" Sasha exclaimed excitedly.
Delight spread across everyone's faces, and Eren felt an immense weight lift from his shoulders.
Eren hoisted Chen Si onto his back, preparing to take him to the rear. Chen Si had already done more than enough. An endless desire to fight surged through Eren's heart. Chen Si, I'll avenge you!
At the breach in the wall.
Zeyechuan hurried toward the rear with Bertolt's hand in his, his face twisted with rage.
He couldn't accept that there was another transmigrator in this world, one who was incredibly powerful-far stronger than him. At the very least, he himself didn't dare confront Titans head-on.
Only now did he realize that his invisibility merely allowed him to throw his weight around in front of ordinary humans. Boundless hatred surged within him.
When he arrived at Wall Rose, he had already heard people discussing the top graduate of this year's 104th class.
At first, he thought they were talking about Mikasa Ackerman, so he paid it no mind.
Then he saw the notice posted by the Royal Government. The Training Corps' top cadet was named Chen Si, while Mikasa was only second. Endless hatred and jealousy immediately filled his heart. That was unmistakably the name of someone from Huaxia in his previous world.
He could swear that this person had never appeared in the original story. He was a hundred percent certain that Chen Si was a transmigrator like him.
Indeed, this was the second transmigrator discovered in this world so far-Zeyechuan, who came from Japan in Chen Si's world.
In his previous life, Zeyechuan had been a bona fide anime otaku who stayed home every day, eating instant noodles and watching anime. Posters of scantily clad female anime characters covered his walls.
He even had to hug a body pillow featuring a naked character to fall asleep. On the day he transmigrated, he had drifted off clutching a naked Mikasa body pillow, only to wake up in this world.
When he learned that he had entered the world of Attack on Titan, his first thought wasn't the Rumbling or saving Eldia. Instead, he thought of Mikasa, Historia, Petra, and even Carla...
Now, imagining that Chen Si had already gotten Mikasa and spent three years alongside beauties like Historia, his hatred and jealousy turned into a desire to kill Chen Si.
In the Royal Capital, Kenny Ackerman had hunted him relentlessly, even pursuing him all the way out of the city.
Kenny regarded Zeyechuan's escape from his grasp as the greatest humiliation of his life. He issued a kill order, and the entire Military Police Brigade in the Royal Capital began hunting Zeyechuan.
He wouldn't even get a chance to go to prison. Any military police who found him would kill him on the spot.
The nobles within Wall Sina had no intention of helping Zeyechuan now that he had fallen from power.
In fact, tempted by the Military Police Brigade's generous bounty, many minor nobles scrambled to provide information about him. Zeyechuan had visited their estates to toy with women often enough.
Enraged, Zeyechuan indiscriminately slaughtered these nobles who were kicking him while he was down. He killed every male and sexually abused the women to death.
After such acts, Zeyechuan had nowhere left to hide within Wall Sina and could only flee to Wall Rose.
Seeing that Zeyechuan had been completely exposed, Pieck stopped offering him any help.
Pieck had also discovered that the Royal Capital's elite fighting strength wasn't limited to the Founding Titan. Kenny made her wary.
Pieck planned to take the information on Kenny back to Marley. After checking the soldiers' combat strength on the Wall Rose front, she would return to the mainland.
Pieck's abandonment infuriated Zeyechuan even further, twisting his mind more and more.
He swore to himself that he would pin Pieck beneath him and have his way with her, along with Annie, who refused to give him the time of day.
Years of resentment had turned Zeyechuan's bowl cut into a bowl cut with a patch missing at the crown. Well, that part had been sliced off by Kenny's throwing knife.
Zeyechuan didn't have Chen Si's healing ability. If he knew that Chen Si also had the VIP System as a cheat, he would probably feel even more aggrieved.
Within Wall Rose, on Duke Baldo's estate.
Commander Pixis was playing chess with Duke Baldo.
"Pixis, you're a commander, yet you're this terrible at chess. How are you supposed to manage your soldiers?" Duke Baldo said, taking back another move and making a new one.
"Commander Pixis! Urgent report! The Colossal Titan has appeared in Trost District, and the gate has been breached!" A messenger rushed into the hall, completely ignoring the duke's butler's attempts to stop him.
With a crash, the wineglass slipped from the duke's hand and shattered on the floor. Fine beads of sweat began forming across his forehead.
Pixis glanced at the chessboard before him. He had eight possible moves that would put Baldo in check. He had only been humoring the duke all this time to secure more funding for the Garrison.