Chapter 191

Trovis Star System, Luo'er-51 Star Core, Screw Star, Bi'erboyinte, Star Core Hunters, Extinction Gang, Yepela Rebellion

"Do you admit that all these vicious incidents were caused by the Star Core Hunters?"

As the words fell, the four beastly faces all opened their scarlet eyes.

Kafka's voice remained calm and unhurried, seeming to carry a hint of teasing: "As far as I know, these matters are somewhat related to the Extinction Club."

"But, I admit. However, you seem to have missed one..."

Kafka's lips curled slightly, and almost at the same moment, a layer of black shadow suddenly fell over the windowpane, as if a cold breath brushed past through the glass.

Yepela Rebellion

In an instant, the scarlet threads snapped silently, the puppet strings controlling the four people as if they had never existed from the start.

The scarlet in their eyes was forcibly drawn out, and a hint of clarity reappeared in their pupils.

No names.

The explosion kicked up a sheet of fierce white light, the flames like a beast's mouth devouring the whole room. Meanwhile, on a safe building somewhere, Kafka nonchalantly removed the handcuffs from her wrists, smiling broadly as she enjoyed the distant chaos.

In the shadow beside him, a point of green firefly light suddenly lit up—

"You need to quit the habit of toying with your prey, Kafka."

Accompanied by the sound of mechanical axes, the mecha slowly stepped out of the shadows. Its burly frame lit up fluorescent traces in the darkness, while cyan energy patterns floated on its shell, never fading, flickering like breathing.

"Got it, next time." Kafka slung her suit jacket over her shoulder and gave a pursed-lip smile.

"This time... it's already too late."

Yinlang, Samu, formal attire

black cat

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Demon Slayer World

Wait!? What is this? Is it a human?

Fengzhu Bushichuan Shimi

Is it armor? It should be… right? How is it made so lightweight? It's practically weightless, yet a seamless whole.

The one wearing it must be an extremely burly man…

Shezhu Yihei Xiao bannei

The key is having this armor; why bother practicing breathing techniques? Just pursue the slaughter.

No names.

Jizi

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Teyvat

Furina

Furina

Naviya

It turned out they had come outside the opera house to feed the pigeons, but by the time Furina came to her senses, the breadcrumbs were already gone.

"Ah! Navia..." Furina coughed embarrassedly, her gaze still involuntarily flicking to the light screen, as if afraid to miss something, "I was just thinking... uh, about the recent theatrical character costumes! Yes! Costumes!"

"Oh?" Navia approached with a playful expression, feeling the girl's cheeks gradually heating up, and gave a mischievous blink: "I see, it seems this 'character's' suit is indeed quite 'dramatic'."

the Traveler and Paimon

Paimon pointed at the light screen in the sky: "Do you see it, Furina? This blade for some reason suddenly dressed so formally, just like a model! Could it be that even when carrying out missions, one must maintain dignity and elegance?"

But this outfit really suits him!

Furina's eyes lit up, her tone involuntarily turning excited: "You also feel it, right? That dangerous yet charming aura! His outfit makes his figure look even slimmer, and there's that red tie—"

Suddenly she cut off, the girl seemingly realizing her faux pas, and coughed embarrassedly again: "Cough…! I mean, his look really has artistic tension!"

Naviya

Furina

"No, no way…!" The setting sun happened to sweep past the girl's ear, illuminating the translucent red tip until it was almost transparent, "... This is the sunset shining on it! It's not a blush!"

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Marvel Universe

Ailio

Tuoni·Shitake

Eye of Agamotto

Although he was explaining solemnly, everyone could still see how awkward the smile that Strange forced out was.

He had originally imagined Ario to be a cunning, scheming man, and when summoning the Avengers, he also adopted a grave, serious tone… but what was the result? The other party wasn't just not a man, they weren't even human.

In the light screen, the black cat was merely lazily licking its paws, its dark pupils so clear they could reflect the sky.

Yingyan

Otherwise, we few here seriously discuss the cosmic time crisis, while the key character is pondering 'Which little dried fish in which tray should be pampered in the future?'