“Hehe, this is our bond!” “Does anyone else have a bond like this!?” March 7th placed her hands on her hips, looking utterly pleased with herself.
Even the usually stoic Dan Heng glanced at his own palm, lost in thought.
A bond…?
…Five people?
As if a keyword had been triggered, shattered images flashed through Dan Heng’s mind.
A sharp pain shot through his head for an instant!
His body swayed.
And his vision went completely black.
“Ngh!” When he came to, March 7th, Silver Wolf, Zao Wu, and Stelle were all surrounding him with concerned expressions.
He was leaning on his long spear for support, which was the only reason he had managed to stay upright.
The young man gasped for breath and, facing his companions’ concern, hastily shook his head.
“…I’m fine.” “Dan Heng!
You scared me to death!” As for Silver Wolf, she took the opportunity to secretly use her goggle’s psionic comms to instruct Zao Wu.
Silver Wolf: Zao Wu, if we have to fight later… Silver Wolf: Unless it’s absolutely necessary, do not use the techniques you learned from Blade.
Zao Wu: Why?
Silver Wolf: Just do it!
Silver Wolf: Besides, you have so many skills.
One minute you’re learning Helm Breaker, the next you’re learning the Mortal Blade.
Silver Wolf never expected that when she told the boy to practice, he’d actually practice!
The problem was that he could actually pull it off.
It was so ridiculous, it was like absurdity itself opened the door for more absurdity!
Also, she didn’t mind using a Long Sword herself, but hearing a teammate use one somehow felt a little cringe… But Zao Wu was the exception.
He was too addicting.
It canceled out~ Zao Wu: I understand.
He had vaguely heard that Brother Blade had an enemy he would chase to the underworld and back.
Could it be that Dan Heng had… some connection to that person?
The minor disturbance quickly subsided.
The Voidspawn Annihilation Squad rallied its spirits once more.
Stelle and Zao Wu quickly became familiar with March 7th and Dan Heng.
Silver Wolf wasn’t as enthusiastic, always following them from a distance that was neither too far nor too close.
Just then, a communication request from Kafka came through to Silver Wolf.
Kafka: Silver Wolf, Zao Wu, how are things on your end?
Silver Wolf: Everything is going smoothly, for the most part.
We found the Stellaron and successfully “inserted” it into Stelle’s body.
Silver Wolf: She’s woken up and has lost her memories of her time with us.
Silver Wolf: I think she should be able to smoothly infiltrate the Astral Express very soon.
Kafka: What about Zao Wu?
Silver Wolf: Hmm… Silver Wolf: I think he’s about to infiltrate the Astral Express too.
Kafka: ?
Kafka suddenly felt that leaving Zao Wu in Silver Wolf’s care might not have been such a good idea.
She did not want Zao Wu getting involved with the Astral Express.
Or with that bright, red-haired woman.
Not in any way.
—o— Meanwhile, Blade wandered through the unknown tunnels of the Herta Space Station.
Voidspawn materialized before him, utilizing their baryon and antibaryon ion traps.
They seemed quite interested in Blade, who was similarly filled with an aura of destruction.
Interested in, for example, granting him death and destruction.
Blade’s visible crimson eye, not covered by his bangs, glinted as he let out a mocking laugh.
If they could actually manage it.
He would have to thank them properly.
But unfortunately.
“Of five people, three must pay a price…” “You are not one of them.” A gale from his Shard Sword tore apart the already-withering lives of the Voidspawn.
It seemed more and more Voidspawn were being drawn to him.
In a way, he was inadvertently helping Zao Wu by reducing the mysterious, fatal attraction the Voidspawn had for him.
He was taking on the boy’s share of slaughter!
But Blade had never cared about such things.
Because, even if he used his Hellscape technique without regard for his own wounds, no matter how many times he fell, he would always get back up.
How strange.
Even when his muscles were torn, he could hear the faint sounds of his bones knitting back together, his flesh growing back with manic speed.
How strange.
The monster within him was nourished, yet he had to let it grow into a behemoth.
How strange.
He had already lost the will to live, yet his body restored itself as if it had a mind of its own.
Today, Blade was also masterfully lost.