"As you can see, [ Eternity ] Milk Tea is omnipotent."
Saileni and Xingxian headed to the Skysplitter to await the opening of the [ Wardance ], and to formally test the training results of March 7th.
Speaking of training, I wonder how Commissioner Scott is doing now. After experiencing both psychological and physical lessons, he should be more obedient by now.
Hmm... The last Intellitron voice that appeared also puzzled Xing, but she hadn't found any trace of ' Lycurgus ' in the past few days. Could it really be a hallucination?
Xing poked Saileni, the author of the short story " Milk Tea Aeon Borisin Wolf Pawn," hoping to get some useful clues out of her.
"Huh? An elegant Intellitron?"
Saileni tried hard to recall, but she couldn't Remembrance anyone like that. The Church only had one Intellitron, Screwllum, who didn't match Xing's description at all.
No, absolutely not.
"A masked Intellitron... the more elegant its demeanor, the more it resembles a heinous criminal. Star, be careful."
"Of course, it's also possible that they simply enjoy role-playing, which is the most childish behavior," Saileni commented.
"Cough cough cough..."
Inside the milk tea shop, Ye Yan coughed a few times without warning.
"Wow~ The mighty [ Eternity ] Emanator single-handedly killed by his own milk tea, as expected of you!"
Silver Wolf placed the virtual screen on the ceiling. Due to her status, she definitely couldn't attend the [ Wardance ] in person, so she could only watch it online...
At the same time, Exalting Sanctum
After listening to Jiaoqiu's story, Hoolay couldn't help but sigh:
" Modu told me that she was a war slave who escaped from the Moon-Eating Hunter Pack. What a strange coincidence, she and I came from the same tribe."
"So that's how it is. No wonder that Foxian displayed such astonishing power, decisiveness, and cruelty in battle! It's all thanks to her Borisin bloodline. Bastard... that despicable bastard general."
At this moment, Modu was cursing wildly on the side.
"And she used the gift of her own bloodline to destroy Borisin— [ Moon Rage ], the Blessing of the Wolf, the Curse of the Fox."
"For the Borisin, being torn apart by Moon Rage in battle and transformed into a beast... is the ultimate joy. But for you Foxian with limited self-healing abilities, it is a dead end."
"With a surge of burning rage coursing through her veins, this Foxian general fought relentlessly, friend or foe. The wounds that appeared on her body were not from the enemy's weapons, but from the immense force she could not withstand."
Hoolay abruptly changed the subject. "One day, she will die as a monster, torn to pieces."
"And to repay her for saving your life, you intend to do everything in your power to tackle this unsolvable mystery."
Jiaoqiu was silent for a moment, then said, " Hoolay... do you know what the most tragic thing is for a healer?"
"All this time, I've used every skill I've acquired to try and snatch those lives from the clutches of a monster like you. Exhausted, I slump down, my hands trembling, and I think that everything I've done has been meaningful..."
"But they rushed to the battlefield once more. And then I heard news of their deaths. They died at your hands, in the flames of the crashing Starskiff, in the light arrows of the Reignbow Arbiter..."
"I was like a futile idiot, trying to fish a fish called life out of a cauldron called death—watching it struggle once more before leaping back into the boiling broth."
"I asked myself, what made them rush headlong into death after recovering from their injuries? Why didn't they cherish their hard-won lives? This makes me feel lost and empty..."
"Heh~" Hoolay sneered, "I smell a deep-seated despair emanating from you."
"Finally, I understood that even departure has its value. The weight of their departure pressed down on the hearts of us, the living, giving us even more strength. They used the coin of death to gain so much more..."
"This is all I am doing now, staying close to you, just to witness one outcome with my own eyes: your death."
"Your death has its value. It will ensure the safety of the Wardance and the healing of Feixiao by me."
Jiaoqiu deliberately feigned a weak tone, mainly to exploit an information gap.
Therefore, it can be inferred that the military officers in the Prison of Deep Seclusion do not broadcast the " Interastral Peace Broadcast " to the prisoners, which explains why Hoolay was unaware of the existence of [ Eternity ] Milk Tea...
Well, actually, not many people know about this milk tea shop, since the owner just wants to relax and do nothing.
"Hmph, the thoughts swirling in your pathetic head are exactly as expected."
Hoolay spoke, a hint of appreciation appeared in his eyes as he looked at Jiaoqiu:
"Indeed, because no one understands the value of death better than Borisin. And for a physician like you, who has seen death so often, simple fears cannot deter you."
"It's a real shame. The instant I finished hearing this story, a sense of respect for you arose within me."
"Can the feeling of [respect] even arise in your heart, which flows with poisonous blood?"
Jiaoqiu 'struggled' to raise his head and look at Hoolay.
"Of course, because I vaguely smelled the scent of my own kind. Unfortunately, you are ultimately just a weak and powerless fox."
As the Ancient Precepts of the Wolf says, "Give the wolf a dead end, and it will find a way forward. Feed the wolf with death, and it will have enough to eat. Those who seek only comfort will find nowhere to live; those who fight to the death will live forever."
"That's why I'm keeping you around for now; I'll show you the utmost respect Borisin can show to their enemy."
"We will devour your flesh and blood to nourish our bones, shatter your ambitions, and pave our hunting grounds; let your dead souls bear witness that the future belongs to us!"
Just then, Modu suddenly overheard something from his subordinate and hurriedly turned around to say:
"Sir! Our comrades in charge of the rendezvous have sent a message: our preparations for Starskiff Haven have been discovered. We must set off immediately!"
"None of this was unexpected."
Hoolay crossed his arms, his ears twitched, and the sound of cannon salutes approached from afar.
"Hmm? Modu, what's that sound?"
Modu immediately realized what was happening, his expression panicked. "It's the Skysplitter! The starship holding the Wardance is about to set sail! Damn it, the Sky-Faring Commission will clear the route then, and if our Starskiff tries to escape, it will definitely be discovered!"
"Calm down, Modu!" Hoolay shouted sternly, "Look at you now, hiding and fearing... Where is the slightest Borisin!"
"We are the strongest at the top of the food chain. As wolves, we are the creators of fear, not its slaves. If you cannot see the path, I will become the high-hanging Crimson Moon, illuminating its way for you—"
"Share my crimson blood with all my brothers. Use it to infect the Foxian, use it to create fear!"
"From here on, I will carve through the Xianzhou Luofu. From this moment on, my offspring, who share my wolf blood, will hunt and roam every bustling city, feeding on the followers of the Demon Bow."
"Wolves, follow me, strut proudly among your prey!"