I am already the Archbishop of Destiny. Who do you want me to counterattack?

Those who were killed were called "old friends".

Even when dealing with Honkai outbreaks or Honkai incidents, he never showed the slightest bit of disgust.

But the "Star Core Hunters" are different. This organization composed of wanted criminals is like a street rat. It has killed more people indirectly or directly than ordinary people eat in a lifetime. She has to be inferior in terms of character and morality.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it just kills more people. After all, the "Antimatter Legion" kills more people, starting from the number of galaxy-level calculations.

But there is an essential difference between the two.

To put it simply, the "Anti-Material Legion" is similar to the Great Purge army, which can be used by people who don't agree with it.

The "Star Core Hunters" are a pure terrorist organization. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are an evil religious organization. They can be called the chaotic side of the interstellar shit stick.

From a personal perspective, Miss Qiana does not dislike these people with clear goals.

But from the perspective of the Archbishop of Destiny, the Star Core Hunters are more disgusting than the antimatter army who are just trying to fight you.

To use the analogy of the famous pre-civilization game "Fete Dog", the Antimatter Legion is equivalent to the evil of order, and the Star Core Hunter is equivalent to the pure evil of chaos.

At least one-fifth of the credit for the chaos on the Western European battlefield must be attributed to the star core hunters.

"Miss Qiana, your physical condition looks very bad."

Open the cellar door and walk into the temporary stronghold.

The elegant and gentle woman opened the heater and poured two cups of hot coffee for the two silver-haired girls.

This is a temporary base built by the "Star Core Hunters", equipped with a complete security system, food and drinking water, and even a huge arcade machine.

After all, they know very well that they need to be prepared for a protracted war in Western Europe. The most suitable time to come out and pick up the leaks is after the water is gradually muddied and muddy.

But part of the reason is that they are also lost and have some difficulty finding the right path away from the battlefield in Western Europe.

"It's normal for people to grow old. Not everyone is like some immortal species and doesn't have to worry about time~"

The silver-haired girl who took the hot coffee put it on the table and shook her head with a polite smile.

"Looking at Miss Qiana's appearance, she doesn't seem to be worried about sudden death."

"No, no, I'm very scared. I'm more afraid of death than anyone else~"

The silver-haired girl waved her hand lightly. There are many people in the world who are not afraid of death.

But it definitely does not include her, the Archbishop of Destiny.

After all, even when she was educating Miss Kallen and Miss Bianca from childhood, she taught them to run away if they couldn't fight. Even if the world was destroyed, holding on to one's own life was not as important.

It's a pity that basically none of her two eldest nieces listen to her.

"Then why don't you try to heal your body?" Miss Kafka sat next to the heater, put up her feet and slightly raised the corners of her mouth, saying in a seductive tone.

"I also know a thing or two about curing diseases. When my companion comes back with Miss Qiana's little cotton-padded jacket, we may be able to try to help you with your treatment."

"No money, no one, nothing, no money, no treatment, no treatment~"

"As a sign of sincerity in reaching cooperation, the treatment is free. Does Miss Qiana really not need it?"

Trivia, the collar I put on my little cotton-padded jacket is also free.

We are all veterans, so we all know what you mean by free.

"The gift of "abundance" is also free. Does Miss Kafka need it? "

Translation: Free is the most expensive.

"Maybe one day I'll need it, I don't know."

Translation: Not needed now.

"Then why does Miss Kafka think I need it now?"

Translation: I don’t want it either.

"The essence between the two is not the same, but Miss Qiana is really well-informed."

Translation: How can the gift of abundance be confused with healing, and where did you know the term abundance?

"It's normal to see more people and things as you get older. Didn't Miss Kafka see a lot too?"

Translation: I know it’s none of your business, and I haven’t seen you reveal any information about yourself.

"I have seen very few things, at least under the same circumstances, far less likely than Miss Qiana's."

Translation: With the current level of science and technology in this civilization, it is impossible to know about Fengfeng’s gift, or did Fengfeng once pass by by chance?

"Don't take it seriously, Miss Kafka is in trouble."

Translation: Guess for yourself, ask your boss, maybe she can tell you.

The silver-haired girl's coffee cup collided with Miss Kafka's coffee cup. After they both looked at each other with narrowed eyes and smiled, they ended the black talk that left Miss Kiana confused.

Miss Kafka used this to confirm that the silver-haired girl was not an ignorant person to be deceived.

The silver-haired girl also used this to confirm that Miss Kafka did not see much of the future.

Basically, I got the information I wanted to know.

Only Miss Kiana was drinking hot coffee warmly, like a child following her parents who didn't understand.

"Does Miss Kafka just confirm that I will lead you to find the "Star Core"? " She touched Miss Kiana's long hair, her face flushed red by the hot coffee.

The silver-haired girl put down the coffee she had never taken a sip of and looked at Miss Kafka casually.

"To be honest, I don't know where the "Star Core" is exactly. Maybe it has been obtained by someone now~"

For example, if someone you can't afford to offend gets it.

The battlefield in Western Europe is currently in the middle to late stages at best, and all the troublesome guys are alive and kicking.

If some powerful guys really get it, you star core hunters won't be able to grab them.

"I am relatively confident in my companions and myself. Miss Kiana only needs to be responsible for leading the way." However, Miss Kafka did not have any doubts about the silver-haired girl's statement.

But she still retains the same unpredictable and profound casual attitude as the silver-haired girl.

indeed.

Although the star core hunters can reach the ceiling level in this battlefield, they are only a relatively weak force among the ceiling.

There were too many powerful people, and they had to stay away from "that envoy".

What's more, "the envoy" also has many terrifying "vanguard officers" who can crush the entire Western Europe with their combat power.

But this is not something she needs to consider. Just as she doesn't care about the survival of this planet at all, she also doesn't care whether the envoy will find the star core hunter.

After all, she knew and had seen some future fragments of this battlefield.

"'Elio' told me that you will win the 'Star Core', no matter how twists and turns the process may be. "

"The only person who will win the "Star Core" in the end is you, Miss Qiana. "

It was a scene of desolation and flames of war. It was the final outcome of the war caused by the "remnants".

And among the few survivors who ended the war, only the silver-haired girl won them all.

Whether it was the Queen of Natural Disasters who tore the sky apart, or the Tyrant of Stars who commanded the stars, or even the hundreds of human gods who hunted down disasters, or even the Lords of Will who created miracles to change everything, none of them were as glorious as the silver-haired girl Wan Yi.

Miss Qiana:............

Don't you think your speech sounds like a magic stick?

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"An innate master is quite interesting."

Yi Jian Villa, a martial arts training ground.

Watching the field being besieged by hundreds of factory guards, Li Suchang held Li Suchang in his arms and faced the enemy with a sword.

And he did not fall behind at all, killing more than a dozen opponents in just a few dozen rounds.

The white-haired and fat middle-aged man standing next to the high platform narrowed his eyes. The Dongchang factory guard behind him just held the hilt of his sword and did not move, as if he only wanted to watch like this.

"Oh, what's the harm in just being in the innate realm?" Governor Yuhuatian on the seat snorted coldly and started to draw his sword.

What are the wastes of Liumenmen and Jinyiwei doing? They actually missed a martial arts prodigy.

After he captures the traitor, he will more or less go to the six gates to find trouble with those losers.

"Now that Governor Yu is ready to take action, our family and Dongchang will wait and see~"

The white-haired middle-aged man was not in a hurry to take action. He smiled as if he wanted to give the credit to Xichang.

"Wei Zhongxian, you don't need to provoke me. Since you discovered Li Sushang and the traitor, our West Factory will not take your credit." After all, this person is something that our West Factory cannot afford to lose!

Governor Yuhuatian sneered, and the high platform exploded instantly with a bang!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, he used Qinggong to rush towards the besieged Rakshasa people!

"Death to the thief!"

The sword light, which was as fast as a shadow, collided with the Rakshasa man in an instant. The explosive speed that exceeded the average A-level Valkyrie made his hand sink, and the sword in his hand almost flew out.

The supreme martial arts skills of the governor of the West Factory were displayed at this moment. Ouchi had practiced the "Sunflower Book", a magical skill in the palace, since he was a child. His speed and skills were first-rate among the innate masters of the same level.

As the governor of Xichang, Yuhuatian Sunflower Collection has naturally become a master, and except for Yinglin Wei, he has almost become the top card in the imperial court.

————Clang, Clang, Cang, Cang, Cang, Cang, Cang, Cang!

——The flash of sword and the shadow of sword in an instant!

"In terms of speed and combat skills, she is not inferior to the S-class Valkyrie, but her strength and physique are slightly lacking..." Protecting the cute little girl holding her tightly in her arms.

The Rakshasa man, who had judged the general strength of the person in front of him, had a dull expression and held a sword in one hand, and was constantly being beaten back by the shadowy swordsmanship.

"Oh, it turns out that you are a new traitor to Xiantian. No wonder there is no wanted order for you in the six gates."

With a loud sneer from Yu Huatian, he also judged that the person in front of him had unstable foundation. He was obviously a thief who had just entered the innate realm. His martial arts skills were only modest, but his reflexes and other hardware equipment were relatively high.

"I'm not innate, and I don't want to be an enemy of the imperial court." While avoiding Yuhuatian's sword skills.

The Kick that turned into an afterimage attacked from below. The Rakshasa man held the long sword in his back and faced it again.

He used his clever strength to push away the enemy's sword to avoid it, but the next moment, Yu Huatian's mouth showed a hint of coldness again!

The sword, whose attack trajectory was changed, tore through the atmosphere and launched a sweep forward, attacking the little girl in the Rakshasa's arms, dripping with blood in an instant!

"Emperor!"

Mr. Rakshasa, who used his arm to block the little girl's blow, pulled away and retreated into the house.

"I'm fine, but I underestimated the general of Yinglin Guard." Looking at the deep sword marks on his arm.

Mr. Rakshasa frowned slightly, his swordsmanship was completely crushed.

It seems that the quick sword manual given by the archbishop is fine for a handyman, but not so good for a guy whose martial arts skills are not inferior to those of an S-class Valkyrie who has experienced hundreds of battles.

"My dear friend, please put me down. You have helped me a lot. I can't be a burden to you..."

Xiao Sushang's eyes were red and she was filled with self-blame. Her benefactor and the bad guy were both innate masters.

In less than thirty rounds of confrontation, he was already injured. He must have dragged his benefactor down.

You must know that duels between innate masters have always been about "win or lose, life or death is difficult."

Basically, no one will be injured without playing for half an hour.

"No, my skills are just inferior to others."

"Benefactor......"

"My skills are really inferior to others, and I'm not lying at all."

"I know my benefactor..."

Looking at Xiao Suchang who blamed herself even more, "my benefactor comforted me to prevent me from blaming myself".

Rakshasas:............

No.

I'm not good at hand-to-hand combat.

What on earth did you know.

You can't ask a person who used to use a soul steel body and hold a Void Manzo to suppress fire, but now he can rely on a quick sword manual to fight hand-to-hand combat.