Chapter 266

Before long, a white-haired, red-clothed girl with bare little feet rushed out from the corner.

Behind her, two humanoid monsters clad in ice armor and holding ice battle axes were chasing.

The white-haired girl was holding some mechanical parts in her arms; presumably, this was her harvest for today.

It was Clara.

This girl, who was raised by Svarog, appeared on the screen, immediately attracting the attention of a group of people.

"Wow, the little sister is so cute."

"Her parents are too irresponsible; how can they let such a small child run around here? What if she gets lost or hurt by a monster?"

"That's right, what kind of elder is this, not even giving the child a pair of shoes? If I were her brother, I would have to keep her feet in my mouth all day long."

"Heaven-defying."

"Knowing heaven is easy..."

"I estimated the little girl's running speed; it's much faster than an ordinary adult... I suspect that everyone speaking here would be beaten up by her in a one-on-one."

Clara panted, holding the hard-won metal parts tightly.

These were the key materials she used to repair the robots in the "Family." The Belobog Underworld basically had no ability to produce them and could only dismantle them from abandoned robots.

Today, a route that was originally very safe suddenly had monsters for some reason.

"Everwinter Shadewalker," this is the name Belobog gave them.

They are phantoms wandering in the Fragmentum after the cold wave descended, distortedly imitating the shape of the Silvermane Guards.

Their armor is as neat as the warriors of Belobog, but their heads are replaced by faceless ice prisms.

Similar to this, there is another kind of monster called "Incineration Shadewalker."

The difference is that its head is replaced by faceless embers.

"Strange... their aggressiveness today is much higher..."

In the past, these phantoms wandering in the Fragmentum had their own small areas to patrol and would never exceed them.

Today, they were like sharks that smelled blood, chasing prey, eager to hunt.

Clara naturally wouldn't know that this was all a stress reaction of the "Stellaron."

This is no wonder.

The "Stellaron" was thinking about brainwashing the Supreme Guardian all day long. By Cocolia's generation, it finally encountered a desperate person who doubted whether "Preservation" could allow Belobog to continue.

Under the influence and brainwashing day after day, Cocolia completely turned to the "Stellaron," and now the great cause is about to be completed, but suddenly four master and apprentices fell from the sky.

Opening their mouths was to subdue the "Stellaron," and they even said they had spells to capture it.

The "Stellaron" was numb.

If it knew that the "Deus Ex Machina" in the Foundation's live broadcast just now was named "Deus Ex Machina," it would have to shout that these four people are the real "Deus Ex Machina"!

Clara kept running, just as she was about to enter a truly safe area.

She saw an old man on her escape route.

The white-haired, white-bearded old man was looking at her with a smile, completely unaware of the danger coming.

"Grandpa, run!"

It's strange to say, Clara had never seen this old grandpa, but she felt that his whole body was full of kindness.

Like geomarrow ore, giving warmth in the cold;

Like little lights, illuminating the path forward in the dark night.

The kind old grandpa didn't run away; on the contrary, he went toward Clara, his smile unchanged:

"Good child, no need to be afraid, and no need to run away."

Clara was very anxious, reaching out to grab the old man's clothes, wanting to drag him away together.

"No, we can't beat them..."

The next moment, she was suddenly stunned.

She saw that the two "Everwinter Shadewalkers," although running constantly, could not advance even a centimeter.

Between them and the old man, there seemed to be an invisible air wall, blocking their footsteps.

"This is..."

The old grandpa raised his hand to rub Clara's hair, smiling, and said:

"Look, this way they can't hurt us."

As the words fell, the figures of the two "Everwinter Shadewalkers" disappeared instantly, without a trace, as if they had never existed.

Clara looked at the scene before her, her red eyes blinking constantly.

In her cognition, Mr. Svarog was the strongest existence, able to easily deal with monsters in the Fragmentum.

But those terrible monsters couldn't even get close to this old grandpa.

And she had never seen, let alone heard of, the existence of such an old grandpa.

"Grandpa, can you help Clara?"

"God's" smile remained unchanged:

"Of course, my child, you can tell me any difficulties you have." ===== CHAPTER 268 =====