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Chapter 392 The Night Before ([-])

——Shinjuku·Aoi——

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The sky above Shinjuku was completely occupied by the intensive gunshots and cries that sounded from time to time.

But under such a sky, there is an alley that remains quiet.

Countless fragments of yellowstone are scattered on both sides of the road.

Occasionally, one or two fragments would squirm again - but soon, with the sound of a heavy sniper rifle, they would explode into finer pieces the next moment.

——"Sand", "Sand", "Sand".

Then, on the yellowstone debris that was spread on the ground like fine sand, there was the sound of footsteps.

——On the streets that were piled up like snow on both sides, the black-haired girl who had "separated" from Keito was strolling by.

Under her feet, the sand of yellow stone will be ready to move, emitting light like breathing.

But Zhe Lukui was holding the mobile phone in her forehand, and a mysterious song was playing.So wherever she walked, the debris on the ground quickly lost its luster.

As she was walking, she suddenly stopped.

Ten steps in front of her, the air suddenly began to ripple.

Soon, a warrior wearing a dark gray full-coverage tight-fitting armor full of technological sense appeared out of thin air like a crystal precipitated from a solution.

The warrior silently raised the hilt of the sword with the control in his hand, and then turned on the switch.

——"Buzz".

A meter-long beam of destructive color condensed in front of the sword hilt, pointing straight at the girl.

Zhe Lukui didn't say a word, but faced the lightsaber calmly, without a trace of fear on her face.

After a moment, the warrior slowly lowered his lightsaber and turned off the switch.

Arthur opened his helmet, showing a serious face.

He said to the girl in front of him: "...I can't find it. It's been several months since Christmas Eve, and I still haven't found Haiyuan. I have no idea where Zheli hid him. Maybe... No, there must be a secret asylum that only Group O7 knows about."

"Oh." Zhe Lukui reluctantly responded with a face of indifference.

Arthur continued, showing a worried look, "Do you think he has suppressed the pollution of Atalabadu and is still recovering slowly, or has he turned into a mass of unconscious flesh?"

"Don't care about me. Tell me what to do." Zhe Lukui said coldly, "I don't care about this."

Arthur said in a strange voice: "Yes, you don't care about Huiyuan's recent situation. I didn't tell you specifically."

"...I repeat, I have nothing to do with that idiot. He died and was swallowed by the Lord of Flesh. It had nothing to do with me. It was all because of his own stupidity."

Arthur just shrugged at Orokui's remarks and didn't even bother to refute this time.

"The operation failed." Then he said, "I'm here to help you, retreat."

This time, Zhe Lukui finally showed a surprised look: "Why??"

"The news we got now is that the gardener will not come to preside over your ceremony again. He has left. All the fish we wanted to catch have ran away, so of course we can only think that this operation failed."

"...Why?" Zhe Lukui asked again with a frown.

"I don't know the specifics, but judging from the rumors from the Intelligence Department..." Arthur stared at Oroku Aoi, "It seems to be because the craftsmen used Ibuki Rika's 'model', right?"

"Why are you looking at me like that!" Zorokui gritted his teeth, stared straight over from under his messy hair, and whispered with suppressed anger, "As if you are doubting me! I did that What are you doing? Am I going to mess up my own plans?!"

Arthur seemed convinced by the explanation.

He nodded and continued naturally: "We only talk about the current situation."

"In short - don't worship idols. This is the biggest taboo of the Holy Spirit Cult, because anyone who imitates them will eventually become them."

"The apostles should have some firewall capabilities against pollution, but gardeners are always cautious and will probably regard this as a potential risk that cannot be ignored and will not be willing to take this risk again."

"The above is the opinion of the tactical planning - they believe that there is more than 90% probability that the gardener will not enter our ambush circle again."

Zhe Lukui fell silent, and finally bit her fingernails fiercely, saying vaguely: "Could it be that so-called 'little love'...how could such a thing happen! As an apostle, he doesn't even understand this common sense!" ! But, where did she get Raika Ibuki's 'model'..."

"After all, he is a very young apostle, really very young." Arthur agreed, then shrugged, "Forget it, no one could have predicted such a thing. So, retreat -"

Zhe Lukui didn't move.

She stood there and began to take a deep breath.

After three or five breaths, she spoke again, with a calm tone: "Okay, I figured it out... Then, I will continue to the ceremony site."

Arthur didn't seem to be surprised, and just asked in a routine manner: "Why?"

"Shinjuku has become like this... You have paid such a heavy price this time, but the real action has ended before it even started. Are you really willing to do so?" Aoi Oruru looked up at the sky, listening to the wailing over the city. , sighed, "So, it's better to continue and take a gamble...what if? What if the pollution doesn't happen, what if the gardener still comes?"

Arthur commented objectively and calmly: "You know, the possibility is almost zero."

"I'm lucky." Oriuru Aoi replied more calmly than him, "So as long as the possibility is not zero, it will happen."

"...you." Arthur sighed.

Then the warrior reached out and closed the mask again, raised the hilt of the sword, turned on the switch, and pointed the laser blade at Oroku Aoi.

His voice came out from the speaker, with a bit of metal-like hardness and coldness: "The idea you are making, the thing you just thought about, is this - the craftsman doesn't know about it yet, after all If she was really contaminated, she would just be isolated from the other apostles, so she would have no idea that the Gardener wouldn't come back."

"So if you go now, maybe... you can continue to complete the ritual."

"...This is your real purpose from the beginning, right?"

"The real purpose of your proposed plan is not to use yourself as bait to trap and kill the gardener...Zhe Lukui, you planned to fake it from the beginning and really become an apostle."

Zhe Lukui said coldly: "Are you kidding? Don't slander me casually."

"Then obey the order and retreat."

Zorokui finally let out a low roar, as if she could barely suppress her anger: "I am the planner and commander of this operation!! I have the final say whether it should be terminated or not!!"

Arthur ridiculed without fear: "Then make a call and see how many people will listen to you now... See how many people will know that you are just an undercover agent."

"You -" Arthur shook the lightsaber in his hand again: "And I - my position has always been in the Ministry of Supervision. Execution of confirmed defectors is originally within my scope of authority. It’s just a matter of making up a report afterwards.”

Zhe Lukui tilted her head and looked at him, suddenly not angry anymore: "I think you really want to do this, so why do you have to make so many excuses... just to convince you of your sense of honor? Riding - A scholar - a big - man?"

She calmed down again, hugged her shoulders, and raised her fingers towards Arthur: "Come on."

"Let's see if you can kill me." She stared straight at Arthur and made a challenge, "Can you - break through fate."

From the speaker, Arthur let out a chuckle from behind his mask.

Then he suddenly turned around and threw a roundabout kick towards Zhe Lukui's stomach.

For a moment, without even reacting to her expression, Zhe Lukui spit out blood and flew backwards with her feet off the ground.

Flying three meters in the air, her back hit the wall hard. The girl instinctively arched her body under the severe pain. Only then did her face twitch and show pain.

The soldier had already quietly stepped two steps forward, followed her, turned his wrist, and the lightsaber buzzed——

Half of the arm flew out spinning.

"Ah——!!!!" Orukui grabbed the empty severed arm and let out an unprecedented scream.

The next moment, the metal boots stepped over her, stomping hard on her forehead, and nailed her head to the wall with a "bang" for the first time.

The screams were interrupted for a moment.

The beam sword danced in mid-air, switching from slashing to stabbing in an instant. Its trajectory was like a snake, swimming towards the throat exposed under her forcedly raised chin——

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In the silence, echoing in the alley, there were only the girl's breathing like a broken bellows and the uncontrollable sobs due to pain.

But while crying, she suddenly laughed: "Ha...haha, hahaha!!!"

"Why didn't you stab me...why didn't you kill me?! Why did you stop!!!" She sobbed, laughed wildly, and screamed at the top of her voice, "Stab it in!! Arthur——!" !”

The tip of the sword was right at her throat, but it seemed to be frozen, unable to move forward an inch.

The warrior was silent for a moment, then retracted the boot from the girl's forehead. At the same time, he retracted the beam saber cleanly and turned off the switch.

He took two steps back, closed his mask to reveal his true face, and looked at the girl in front of him with a complicated expression.

"Ha...wuah...haha...waste...you too...wuwu...you're just-" The girl leaned weakly against the wall and sat on the ground, clutching her broken and blackened arm tightly. He cried uncontrollably because of the pain, while smiling hard, staring up at the warrior with a twitching expression of hatred, and yelled with all his strength, "...the little guinea pig of fate!!!"

The soldier continued to remain silent.

Then, gradually shake your body.

——laughed out.

Arthur laughed louder and louder, until he staggered forward and backward, laughing almost to tears. While laughing wildly, he pointed at the girl with a broken arm: "You... hahaha... look at you, look at yourself! - —”

"Do you know why I stopped? Because, because I just found out..." He laughed again until his body twitched, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Finally, he took a sharp breath and yelled all the words at Orokui: "You guy!! - Not from the beginning to the end!!! It's like a life-saving straw!!! Life!" I grabbed Xiao Hui’s eyes!! Until now!! I have never let go!!!”

Zulu Kui became quiet for a moment.

For a moment, she forgot to smile, and even the pain.

Orokui just showed an expression as if she was in a dream, and slowly turned her head to look. At the same time, as if her movements were stuck, she loosened her right hand that was tightly clenched above the broken part of her left arm little by little.

——What is exposed below is the pendant of the Eye of Chaos.

The pendant that was almost embedded in the flesh of the arm fell down after a moment of delay, leaving a red mark, and then fell back into the palm of Orokui's right hand.

Zhe Lukui stared blankly at the pendant in her hand, as if she didn't know what it was.

Then her eyes suddenly turned red, she raised her head and continued to cry: "——Don't Haiyuan Haiyuan!! Talk about him all the time!! I almost vomited after hearing this!! Disgusting!! Disgusting!! Are you a boy?!"

"We are friends, friends!!!" Arthur shouted back with a louder voice, "People like you must not understand!!!"

"None of your business!! Get away! I don't need friends in the first place!! I just need-"

"You need Haiyuan! - By the way, you almost changed the subject!!"

"..." Zhe Lukui rolled his eyes and opened his mouth, but didn't say anything... as if he was about to faint from a burst of severe pain.

The opponent was speechless, Arthur seemed to be elated and quickly calmed down.

"Pain relief pump." He took out a pen-like device and threw it into Zhe Lukui's arms.

Oroku Aoi continued to breathe fiercely because of the anger and pain that could not be dispelled.Without hesitation, she grabbed the device and pressed it on her arm - the device automatically attached itself with the first "click", bit the skin and pierced the muscle at an invisible angle, and started injecting liquid.

After another period of painful whimpering, Zhe Lukui lowered his head and breathed, finally relaxing a little.

Arthur looked at her like this with a look of pity.

"...I finally understand. It's still not your true intention to betray the group and become an apostle...your real wish is much more crude than that -" He shrugged, then slowed down his speaking speed and spoke. Word by word: "You just want to escape, escape from Babylon, escape from Ashland."

After finishing speaking, Arthur simply closed his visor again: "You obviously can't leave, but you want to run away awkwardly, like a bad girl who ran away from home... You made me see a very good joke, And I think I can see more jokes in the future, so I decided not to kill you."

"I won't kill you, I'm going back, you can do whatever you like." After leaving these words, he turned and left.

But Zhe Lukui just stared at his back with hatred and said nothing.

After taking a few steps, Arthur suddenly stopped again, turned around, looked at her without any sign of weakness and said, "By the way, I suddenly figured out something..."

"Speaking of it, it does seem to be arranged by fate, right? No matter what the reason is, as far as the result is concerned, I really couldn't kill you. You, it seems... you really seem to be guarded by fate. .”

"But, yes, is there a possibility -" Arthur said, slowing down his speech and raising his hand to point at Zhe Lukui, "Fate protects you and prevents you from dying, not because it loves you, but because it loves you. Is it because you are like me - looking forward to seeing your jokes??"

After saying that, Arthur retracted his hand neatly, and this time he really turned around and left without looking back.

After Arthur walked away, Zelukui finally reacted.She stared at the pendant in her hand for another moment, then suddenly threw it away.

...Then she continued to sit in the corner, her head hanging down, gasping for air and shivering for a long time.

Then the pain relief finally seemed to take effect.She calmed down and stood up with some difficulty.

Holding on to the wall and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, she began to walk staggeringly, stepping on her severed arm on the ground without seeing it.

...but after a few steps, she stopped suddenly.

After standing there for a moment, she finally turned back and picked up the pendant again, and then continued walking away from Arthur.

(End of this chapter)