Chapter 968: Weng Falos (15)

"Stop mocking, you know who the enemy is."

The smoke hasn't settled yet, and more howls are already rising from all directions.

Bai E's pupils narrowed slightly, and the sword in his hand turned, already slashing backward.

Yet a snide laugh was heard in midair, and a figure already sped past him, as if vying for the lead; the man clasped his hands into a fist, and this punch, like seizing a nation's power in a single grip, was mighty and imposing, directly piercing the monster's chest, causing Xing to gasp in amazement.

The monster that was rampaging moments ago now fell like paper in the hands of the blond man, collapsing in sheets; after a short while, the last monster was flung out, crashing straight into a building beam, and fell silent.

"Ha, carelessness will get you killed, 'Savior'!" the blond man clapped his hands, "They're just petty skirmishes. Better for you and me to duel to the death; the aftershocks could shatter them."

"Savior?"

Xing subconsciously thought of himself: "Huh? Are you talking about me?"

The man glanced at her sideways: "Who are you?"

"Shut up, Wandi! Do you want the Holy City destroyed in an instant?" Bai E glared at him angrily, "... and if I recall correctly, your duty should be to protect the citizens, right?"

Wandi scoffed: "What do you mean, which one here isn't a citizen?"

Bai E: "?"

Xing whispered to Dan Heng: "The names here are all odd."

"Answering off-topic. Aglaea told us to protect the people, and you just brush it aside?"

"You omitted half a phrase: 'protect the citizens, clear the external enemies'—her exact words. Eliminate Nicadoli, and the Holy City crisis will be easily resolved. Moreover, since you never considered those two as 'citizens'..." Wandi turned, looking at the two with ill intent, "... they seem to fit the definition of 'external enemies' as well."

——

Honkai 3.

Inside Past Paradise.

Almost at the same time, everyone's gaze turned toward the same direction—

the man with arms crossed, wearing a mask, his entire body emblazoned with "No strangers allowed".

Qian Jie.

However, even feeling everyone's stare, he remained perfectly still, and of course no one could see what expression lay beneath his mask.

"... What are you looking at me for? That guy isn't my counterpart; aside from being warlike, he shares nothing with me."

"Hehe~" Meibiwusi was the first to laugh out loud, leaning against the chair back, her snake-like vertical pupils flashing with some delighted light, "Ah, we really haven't said anything at all."

"But your eyes have already said everything," Qian Jie's voice grew a few degrees colder.

"I'm just curious," Meibiwusi spread her hands, her smile deepening, "After all, that blond kid, when he fights, does seem a bit—"

She deliberately paused, her gaze circling Qian Jie.

—a bit familiar.

……

Qian Jie was too lazy to bother with her, and once again fixed his gaze on the man called 'Wandi'—if that guy could be considered his counterpart, then perhaps all the war‑mad beings in the universe would be. Still, judging by strength and skill, Wandi's power was indeed solid, a match for Bai E, evenly balanced.

…somewhat want to spar with him.

——

Dan Heng instantly became alert: "What do you mean?"

"The three priests of Janus share the same face and heart, their senses linked. Your every move has already been exposed to the eyes of the Aohema people," he finished, then gave Bai E a meaning‑laden glance, "You still seem to trust him? I advise you to think twice."

Bai E retorted angrily: "Provoking an ally at a moment when the fire is at our eyebrows, what do you think you are?"

"Since we first met, I've told you that, past or future, the Xuanfeng people will never agree to shake hands with you..." Wandi crossed his arms, saying coldly, "—I, Wandi, as the successor of Xuanfeng, cannot act unilaterally on such matters. Moreover, at this point I must remind you 'honored guests' that your host is far from being adept at hospitality."

"Enough... internal strife now is not the time. The Mad King hasn't retreated... we must stop it, the Golden‑born..."

Wandi's tone softened a bit: "I haven't forgotten the main matter, step back. I am enough ahead."

"As for you... Nicadoli is in the Marble Heavenly Palace, Aglaea told me not to intervene. Go ahead... 'Savior'."

"No need for you to say more."

Wandi looked at Xing: "By the way, what's your name?"

"Hey, I'm not telling you!"

Wandi chuckled: "Your name is that, isn't it rather odd?"

After leaving the place, Dan Heng whispered to Bai E: "Is that your companion? He doesn't seem very friendly."

Bai E sighed lightly: "That's the Golden‑born, a hero in the eyes of the world, yet also a flawed mortal."

——

Offer blessings to the beautiful world.

Several girls' gazes were fixed firmly on Wandi.

Every muscle seemed like a work of art sculpted with a lifetime's dedication, gleaming with healthy sheen in the sun. Broad shoulders, a solid chest, defined abs, and those two thick, powerful arms.

How rich and generous!

"If we could trade him for..."

Akua's face was that of a lovestruck fan, seemingly completely immersed in the other's muscular physique. And on the other side—

"Sihaha... such thick, powerful arms, I want his arms to strangle my neck..."

Dacknis's condition worsened; seeing her flushed cheeks, He Zhen silently shifted his gaze away from her.

Though a bit upset, he was utterly powerless, after all—

He Zhen raised his left arm; the biceps under his shirt were flabby as if he hadn't eaten, limp with no curve at all.

Tsk…

He Zhen said sourly: "So are people from Xuanfeng City all this poor? The successor can't even afford a single piece of clothing?"

"What if I can't afford it? You..." Akua lunged forward, grabbing He Zhen's collar with a fierce aura, "I advise you to mind your own business; a healthy, good‑looking body should be shown off more. If he dresses modestly, will you show us?"

"With your untrained body, legs not as thick as anyone's arms, even if you paid me, I'd be too lazy to look at it."

Useless goddess, what nonsense are you spouting?!

Akya kept poking the real chest with her finger: "Where did I say something wrong? Your stick-like figure isn't even as heavy as someone else's dumbbell after training? If you want to refute me, why not do a hundred push-ups tonight first?"