Chapter 190: Honkai: Star Rail — The Xianzhou Marshal Wouldn't Dream of a Yandere Chapter 187: Marshal: Do I Still Have a Chance to A

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

The Xianzhou Marshal sat at the desk, looking at the information Jing Yuan had sent over.

The next second, her eyelid twitched violently.

Whoever loses is the rebel army.

Just six short words, like a massive boulder crashing onto her heart.

She only felt a wave of dizziness, nearly blacking out and collapsing to the ground.

Han Yuan Jun stepped forward with light, measured steps, drawing close to the desk; she quickly scanned the contents of the information, nodded slightly, her expression calm.

This tone, this domineering air — it fits Xuan Ge's style perfectly; it's definitely him, no mistake.

And he could tell that Xuan Ge's attitude this time was incomparably serious.

"Marshal, our Mingren Clan will not participate in the Xianzhou immortals' internal strife." Han Yuan Jun withdrew her gaze, her tone cold and clear, without a ripple of emotion.

The Marshal slowly raised her eyes, looking at Han Yuan Jun; her eyes were full of exhaustion.

She was silent for a long time before slowly replying, her voice hoarse: "No matter, it's fine; after all, whoever loses is the rebel army."

"The Marshal needn't put so much pressure on yourself; Xuan Ge has the qualifications." Han Yuan Jun spoke again, not avoiding her own stance in the slightest.

The Marshal took two deep breaths, suppressing the irritability in her heart, and laughed helplessly.

"You're this anxious?"

"I'm not anxious; all of this, sooner or later, will be his."

Han Yuan Jun paused, then continued: "Could it be that I have to lose to my own clansman?"

"If you leave, then what about me?"

Han Yuan Jun gazed at the Marshal, scrutinizing her carefully; thousands of words stuck at her lips, yet in the end they only turned into silence.

Seeing her remain silent, the Marshal instantly felt anger with nowhere to vent.

She violently raised her hand, slapped the tabletop, her tone carrying a hint of petulance: "Han Yuan Jun, it's been a long time since we sparred, hasn't it?"

Han Yuan Jun's expression didn't change; she slowly lifted the teacup on the table.

She took a light sip, spoke calmly, and shifted the topic.

"Xuan Ge likes 'big', but didn't say where 'big' is; maybe it's age?"

"After all, this trait appeared on Jing Liu; Jing Liu she... isn't big, at least not as big as Yao Guang."

"Hah~" Yuan Shuai Hua let out a long breath, only feeling her chest stuffy.

She was really going to be angered to death by Xuan Ge; couldn't they have discussed internally before declaring war?

This move — how is she, this Xianzhou Marshal, supposed to step down from the stage?

Do they really have to fight it out before stopping?

This move of his has thoroughly put the Xianzhou Alliance on the fire to roast, a dilemma.

The Imperial Bow now ignores everyone except Xuan Ge; and Xuan Ge has already declared war on the cosmos directly.

"Notify all Tianjiang Meaning: Xuan Ge wants war, then we fight." Hua's tone was calm; finishing speaking, she turned and withdrew behind the scenes, her expression resolute.

She had to hurry and prepare the process for stepping down from the Marshal position.

Fight — impossible to fight.

The current Xuan Ge is the embodiment of the Imperial Bow, able to completely substitute the Hunt Aeon.

This point, no one can deny, and no one can resist.

The Xianzhou Alliance is under huge pressure; families and various companies and other forces are equally beset, not a whit better off.

Pinocchio, inside an elegant study, the atmosphere heavy.

Sunday pinched the information Teacher Ge Feimu had given him, nearly blacking out.

"Uncle, is he really going to start a war?" Robin sat on the sofa to the side, asking with a face full of worry.

Ge Feimu stood to the side, forcing down the smile at the corner of his mouth, his expression peaceful.

"The General God of Might's thoughts are unfathomable, incomprehensible." Finishing this sentence, he spoke no more, turned, and strode out of the study.

Between him and Xuan Ge, a secret plan had long been set.

Revive the Order Aeon.

Of course this is only the first step of the plan, and also his own path.

Sunday put down the data pad in his hands, vigorously rubbed his cheeks with both hands; only at this moment did he thoroughly figure out that bastard Xuan Ge's plan.

He and his sister Robin, in the end, were still forced onto the stage.

Reviving the Order Aeon requires a vessel, and he is that chosen vessel.

He will act as the vessel to revive Order Taiyi, absolutely will not let his sister bear this risk.

He knew clearly in his heart that bastard Xuan Ge would definitely seize the opportunity to steal the power of Order.

Sunday turned around, gently rubbed Robin's hair.

His tone gentle, striving to conceal the unease in his heart: "It's okay, Uncle is very strong."

'Hope the Xianzhou Alliance kills Xuan Ge dead!' This sentence shouted in his heart, yet he dared not reveal a shred of it.

"Mhm mhm~ I believe in Uncle~" Robin showed a sweet smile, the worry in her eyes dissipating by more than half.

Sunday looked at his sister's pure smile, his heart instantly firming.

Whatever the cost, he will protect this smile, protect his sister well.

In the conference room at Penacony's company headquarters, there was dead silence.

Diamond watched the news of Xuan Ge preparing to wage war on the universe, his brows knitted tight, a splitting headache.

"Hei Ta Lady is still on the Shen Wu Xian Zhou... th-this... what do we do?" An executive stood up, tone hesitant, face full of anxiety.

Should they contact Hei Ta Lady and have her leave the Shen Wu Xian Zhou as soon as possible?

After all, the company is a major investor of Hei Ta; they cannot just stand by and do nothing.

Jade sat to the side and spoke blandly: "You go notify her. Wish you success."

The moment those words fell, everyone in the conference room instantly withered, directly hopeless.

They all knew clearly in their hearts that contacting Hei Ta was undoubtedly asking for trouble.

Everyone secretly hoped the Xianzhou Alliance could thoroughly crush Xuan Ge, this madman who wants to be emperor.

The company does indeed have weapons that can directly face Aeons, but facing Xuan Ge, they fundamentally cannot withstand a single blow.

Xuan Ge right now draws the Light Lance — that is the Causal Strike of the Hunt Aeon's true body.

Only one hit is needed, and the whole of Penacony will turn to ash and smoke, not even scum remaining.

The current Xuan Ge is the Hunt; the Hunt is Xuan Ge.

And the Amber King seems to not care about this matter at all; Preservation also stands aside.

The Aeon of Destruction watches the show from the side; as for the Harmony Aeon...

Mentioning Harmony, everyone was even more at a loss, faces full of worry.

The Family is now calm in a terrifying way, abnormal in a way that makes one uneasy.

They don't know if the Family is hiding some badass attack, or if they've already secretly defected to the enemy.

Moreover, Xuan Ge himself is still a Harmony Emissary, making them even more without a plan.

The pressure from all these forces naturally did not reach Xuan Ge's ears.

He had long since led a million fleet, bringing the entire Shen Wu Xian Zhou's Shen Wu army, and arrived outside the Luo Fu Xian Zhou.

Xuan Ge stood before the Observation Window of the fleet, gazing into the distance.

He watched a streamer flash past, and a long strip-shaped object slowly emerged.

"The Astral Express bunch have come too, ah~" The corner of his mouth hooked a playful smile, tone relaxed, as if he had long predicted it.

At this moment, Wei Qing walked up quickly, saluting Xuan Ge with cupped fists.

"Reporting, General. The Luofu Tianshu Division refuses to open the door, saying they need to await orders."

His tone respectful, he bowed slightly: "Should we order an attack on Luofu now?"

"Don't rush. Let Yukong come see me." Xuan Ge waved his hand, smile unchanged, yet his tone carried an undeniable authority.

Wei Qing saluted again with cupped fists, accepted the order, turned and quickly withdrew to relay the command.

Before long, a Holographic Projection appeared before Xuan Ge.

In the projection, the Foxian Yukong stood upright — precisely the Ji Du of the Luofu Tianshu Division.

"General Shen Wei." Yukong's tone was flat, she did not salute, her expression carrying a few parts wariness.

After all, the current General Shen Wei was long no longer within the Xianzhou Alliance's system.

"Yukong, you would repay kindness with ingratitude?" Xuan Ge retracted his smile, cold eyes staring straight at Yukong.

Yukong lowered her head slightly, tone softened a few degrees, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Not so. The Third Abundance War — many thanks to the Shen Wu army for saving our squad."

This kindness she has always kept in her heart, never forgotten, but she is the Ji Du of the Luofu Tianshu Division, and cannot...

Xuan Ge revealed a smiling face again, tone gentled considerably, and asked: "Hehe~ Why so tense?"

"How are Cai Yi and the others? All well?"

Yukong's heart gave a thump, her heart violently contracted; she forced composure, tone steady: "All very well, thank you for General's concern."

Yukong didn't dare say another word, her heart full of fear; she feared a misspoken word would anger Xuan Ge and implicate her whole family's lives.

After all, exterminating root and branch is Xuan Ge's specialty.

"Let the Astral Express people in." Xuan Ge's expression turned serious, tone stern as he ordered.

Then he added a line, tone carrying a few parts deep meaning: "Ting Yun is fine, no need to worry."

Yukong's pupils instantly shrank slightly, face full of shock, just about to open her mouth to question further.

The next second, her Holographic Projection instantly cut off, leaving no trace.

"What does that mean?" Yukong froze in place, muttering to herself, eyes full of panic.

Ting Yun — isn't she right on the Luo Fu Xian Zhou?

Yukong was thoroughly panicked, cold sweat on her palms, whole body trembling slightly.

Ting Yun going to Shen Wu was agreed between her and Jing Yuan, originally to investigate the situation.

But halfway Ting Yun returned; she thought the matter had passed just like that, never expected Xuan Ge would suddenly bring it up.

Only a few minutes had passed, yet Yukong felt as if several centuries had gone by.

"Hehe... so this is the one who wants to become emperor?"

Yukong's legs went soft, she collapsed on the ground, eyes hollow, face full of despair.

She already has no way to retreat — Cai Yi's family, herself, and that Ting Yun of unknown truth.

Everything, all of it, is firmly pinched in Xuan Ge's hands, unable to move.