An empty shell

The man before me walked step by step across the street stained with blood. His footsteps made no sound, and they left not even a ripple on the pool of blood.

This wasn't due to his mastery of power, but because he wasn't a physical entity at all, but a Projection phantom. If he were a real body, his fate would have been the same as the guards—to become "wall paint."

Bai Mo's gaze swept over the man, who was dressed in neat white clothes. His hair was loose, with the ends tied into a scorpion braid and placed on the left side of his chest.

This look appears gentle, serene, and even exudes a mature feminine charm. On Marisbury, however, it only creates an eerie sense of harmony.

Bai Mo moved in front of Olga Marie, blocking her view. Sensing Bai Mo's hostility, Olga Marie, though flustered, followed her instincts and spoke up, siding with her father:

"Wait, he's not..."

"He's not an enemy, don't say such stupid things. Even if he's just a Projection, he undoubtedly knows what's going on here. Didn't you hear what he just said?"

The fact that 'My Chaldeas ' can appear here proves that this planet is under your observation. I was on the other side of the planet just eight seconds ago.

So, on this planet, you see everything, including Olga Marie, who is imprisoned here, right?

Bai Mo's cold words interrupted Olga Marie's voice; at this moment, reason temporarily suppressed her feelings for her father. She hadn't appeared here for three days, but suddenly showed up after Bai Mo's intrusion.

This doesn't seem like they've come to save their daughter at all.

Marisbury nodded, replying in a flat tone, as if signing for a package:

"Yes, after all, your sudden intrusion here has naturally made you a focus of attention. If you had come here by chance, I would have been happy to show you my dream blueprint."

Unable to deny Bai Mo's suspicions, Olga Marie clenched her fists, her fingers digging into her palms. Looking at the host who seemed ready to unveil a press conference, she couldn't believe that her gentle father could be such a person.

Marisbury's tone carried a hint of joy, but Bai Mo didn't even glance at him. Instead, she turned to Olga Marie, extended her hand, and said:

"It's time to go. Let's leave here. Those people from Chaldea outside are probably worried about you."

Seeing Bai Mo's disregard, Marisbury behind him paused, his tone still calm, but with a hint of unease:

"Are you trying to take her away? That won't do."

Hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in Olga Marie's eyes. This was the first time her father had noticed her since their misfortune. But Marisbury's next words froze her heart like ice.

"After all, Chaldeas still needs her soul as a crucial component. If I let her leave like this, I will be very distressed."

Olga Marie's eyes completely lost their light, and she stood there blankly. Seeing this, Bai Mo wasted no time, grabbed the back of her white coat, and threw a punch.

Above the base, on the wasteland, a Killer Whale leaps out of the sea, turning the thick layers of soil and rocks into dust that drifts away.

"Miss Olga Marie is connected to Chaldea, and we don't know what effect this Chaldeas will have on her. Let me sense it for you, and then you can sever the connection. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if Chaldeas detects the spatial fluctuations."

As the words of the man rang in her ears, Bai Mo grabbed Olga Marie. At this moment, she had not yet recovered from her father's words and completely let Bai Mo lift her up.

Bai Mo moved at an extremely fast speed, arriving in outer space in an instant.

However, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted, and the planet behind them seemed to have a layer of skin torn off, revealing its inner structure.

Tentacle-like tendrils rose up, forming a twisted sphere, its color somewhat similar to the Fantasy Tree, like an eyeball with optic nerves, staring at Bai Mo.

Marisbury's voice came from that "eyeball":

"Does Your Excellency really have to go to such lengths? I believe we can resolve this matter through verbal negotiation, rather than through emotional impulses."

My daughter is key to this plan; you can feel it. This child, my Chaldeas, craves her. If you continue down this path, I cannot guarantee that what follows will be resolved peacefully.

Countless rays of light burst forth around Chaldeas, like the sun, with intense energy surging within. Bai Mo shielded Olga Marie behind him, his power forming a barrier to protect her.

The energy released by Chaldeas could truly kill Olga Marie with just a "glance".

Feeling that terrifying power, Olga Marie, a student of astrophysics, truly realized for the first time how insignificant humans are compared to stars when facing an opponent.

Bai Mo did not speak, but the crimson ocean current surged as if it were alive, constantly attacking the giant eyeball. His actions had already provided the answer.

"As expected, the same power as that one... Why do you harbor such hostility towards me? Chaldeas seems to have some connection with you. I believe we can find a mutually beneficial solution."

Are you a friend of Miss Da Vinci? In that case, I have a suggestion that could allow her to leave as the director of Chaldea.

Upon hearing Marisbury's words, Olga Marie tugged at Bai Mo's sleeve. Feeling the immense power of Chaldeas, she felt only a sense of powerlessness and suffocation.

"Sir, you don't need to take the risk for me, I think..."

However, before she could finish speaking, a sword strike landed directly on her head. Bai Mo turned her head, frowned, and said to her:

"He's already dumped you on the operating table, and he's still thinking about talking? What's the point of talking? Don't waste your breath on this kind of scum, it's not worth it."

Olga Marie covered her head, feeling wronged. "I only wanted to negotiate because of you. Chaldeas is a monster that no human can possibly handle."

Marisbury, standing to the side, seemed not to have heard Bai Mo and Olga Marie's conversation, as if what Bai Mo said to her had nothing to do with her, and continued speaking to herself:

"So, the Chaldea group wants Olga Marie to return, and I also need my daughter's soul. Here's what I'll do: I'll give you her body, and of course, I'll take her soul with me."

In this way, she will be like the people in that city—though without a soul, her behavior pattern will definitely be Olga Marie. I believe everyone in Chaldea can accept this outcome. What do you think?"

Olga Marie behind him could hardly believe her ears. She stared dumbfounded at Chaldeas before her, listening to her father speak of her as if she were a tool. No matter how beautiful the memories, no matter how deep the family ties, at this moment, they melted away like ice and snow.

"Father... no, Marisbury, what do you take me for?!"

"What do you mean by treating her... as a daughter? What else could she be?"