A few minutes later, Moze and Hoshi found the injured Modu in a dark alley.
"... What a terrifying blow. Who would have thought... such astonishing power would be wielded by a Foxian battle slave."
The Modu tone carried a hint of resentment. "So decisive, yet so... brutal."
"Compared to our current state, she is more like a descendant of Du Lan. No wonder the War Chief is interested in her."
Xing remembered Modu; he was Bu Lizhi, the strategist she had used as a speed Borisin in the Prison of Deep Seclusion.
"I remember you, Modu... You really are an unkillable bug."
Moze said coldly, "Your willingness to show yourself saves us a lot of trouble."
"Hahaha~ Save your energy, Yaoqing's monkey. All beasts understand one thing: to escape a trap, they'll tear off their own arm. Today, I will become that arm."
Modu was prepared to sacrifice himself. "In my long hunting career, though it has only been this brief moment before me, I have followed the leader."
"But his existence, like the moon over Qingqiu, illuminated our long-blinded eyes, allowing me to see the path."
"The descendants of Du Lan have betrayed the Ancient Precepts of the Wolf. To prolong our lives, we hide in the darkness, devouring one another; we are no longer wolves, but have become as vile and pathetic as rats."
"By the grace of Lord Hoolay, I have shared his vision and wolf blood—the descendants of Du Lan should live for the victory of the wolf pack, and die for the victory of the wolf pack!"
Having said that, Modu drew his weapon, preparing for a true 1v1 battle with Moze: "Come on, Yaoqing, show your claws! You and I will fight to the death!"
"Tch, you bastard, you're quite the honorable one."
Moze snorted softly, looking at Modu had shed his Foxian disguise. "But you've misunderstood. There are no fair one-on-one duels here."
"Once we take you down, let's hope you're still as stubborn as ever."
Xing pulled out her baseball bat, feeling that this Modu completely disregarded her, the Galactic Baseballer. She decided she'd have to show him what a righteous brawl was all about.
"The blood of the warrior... boils within me... Hoolay! The revival of the Borisin is inevitable!"
"[The Revival of the Borisin ]? Do you think you can still invade and slaughter everywhere as you did a thousand years ago?"
Moze threw out his shadow blade, " The Yaoqing Xianzhou will ensure that it's just your most unrealistic fantasy before you die!"
Despite the relentless attacks from Moze, Modu did not retreat even a single step.
"Come on, this little injury! I will never back down!"
Xing, who was watching from the sidelines, could see that Modu had suffered too many injuries and could no longer feel pain for a short period of time.
"I must... hold on..."
Even if Modu had some backbone, Xing aimed at a vital spot and threw the bat, delivering the final blow.
"The revival of the Borisin... will come..."
Even on his deathbed, Modu kept repeating this phrase.
"No matter how heroic the sacrifice... Borisin, your battles and deaths are devoid of any honor."
As soon as Moze finished speaking, Hoolay's virtual projection appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them.
"It seems that Modu has gotten what he wanted."
Xing and Moze instantly became alert. Could it be that they had planned this all along?
" Hoolay, your [declaration of war] plan is ruined. From now on, no matter where you flee, General Feixiao will catch you and send you down the same path Modu."
"Hahahaha~" Hoolay laughed loudly, completely disregarding Moze: "Your words are much sharper than your claws."
"Get out of my way, kid. Let your general talk to me. My hunting game with her isn't over yet."
"Step back, Moze."
Another voice came from behind them; it was Feixiao, who had come from Exalting Sanctum.
"I'm right here, Hoolay. Is there anything else you want to say?"
" Merlin's Claw, although we've never met on the battlefield, I've heard many interesting stories about you from my subordinates and your medics along the way."
" The Xianzhou native are truly audacious, actually allowing a Foxian war slave with the blood of Borisin to ascend to the throne of a general."
"Has no one questioned your lineage? Or has your illustrious record silenced everyone for now?"
"On the battlefield, trying to establish kinship with one's enemy can be considered a subtle form of begging for mercy..."
Feixiao stroked his chin, looking at the burly ' Foxian strongman' with great interest. " Hoolay, are you begging me for mercy?"
Hoolay chuckled a few times. "It seems that your blood contains not only the cruelty of a wolf, but also the cunning of a fox."
"In the end, this is a gift from the Borisin. What we gave, we have the right to take back. Merlin's Claw, I extend you a final invitation: I will await your arrival on the Skysplitter."
"Before you arrive, I will unleash a massacre, reigniting the [ Crimson Moon ] that has been dimmed for seven hundred years, illuminating this ship that everyone admires with blood, and letting the world see just how weak and incompetent the Xianzhou truly is."
"Then I will steer this ship, breaking through all blockades and obstacles, on the road home, making it the flagship of our Borisin."
"Before I finish all this, you have the chance to stop me, or die by my hand. This is the path I've prepared for you."
Before Feixiao could respond, Hoolay's image was automatically disconnected, which was his unilateral challenge to Feixiao.
Meanwhile, on the Skysplitter
In the athletes' lounge, March 7th paced nervously back and forth, regretting giving that cup of milk tea to the silent bench.
" Miss March 7th?"
"Whoa! Teacher Ye Yan, when did you arrive?!" March 7th was startled, but it only took her a second to understand why Ye Yan was there.
Although Teacher Ye Yan says he never goes to watch matches in person, which goes against the " Eternity " virtue, he actually really wants to come... that must be it!
" Miss March 7th,"
"I wasn't originally this nervous, but after finishing my milk tea, being alone in the lounge made me think more and more. After all, we have such a heavy responsibility to shoulder in this Wardance..."
"Sigh~ I understand Miss March 7th. As the saying goes, 'With great power comes great responsibility.' Miss March 7th will surely achieve great things in the future!"
"Thank you, Teacher Ye Yan." March 7th was a little touched.
" Miss March 7th, tell me... why did you board this Skysplitter?" Ye Yan suddenly asked.
"If I had to explain why... it's because I also hope that the Wardance can be held smoothly."
"For the Nameless, although we are just passing through each stop... I have met two masters and made many friends here. For everyone's sake, I hope this [ Wardance ] will go smoothly."
"So, Teacher Ye Yan, grant me power!"
March 7th's gaze was firm, just as she had thought earlier, there must be a reason why Teacher Ye Yan was here!
Then, Ye Yan handed over a note.
On March 7th, I unfolded the crumpled note and looked at it again and again...
" Teacher Ye Yan, what do you mean by saying 'Please, another me' is enough?"
March 7th tilted her head, not understanding whether doing this would really work.
"You'll definitely need it later. But understand, the game... cough," the you in the " Remembrance " is still fake, not real. So don't get too addicted to it."
"Wow, it's the Riddlers segment that everyone loves, but I can't understand a word!"
"That's right, you don't understand."