The bright morning sun woke up the sleeping city. When I opened my eyes, Sandora was lying on my chest, looking at me with a silly smile. I was almost certain that she had been looking at my sleeping face in this position for who knows how long.
Because I had been struggling with a strange nightmare of being crushed by Mount Tai for almost two hours …
"You didn't sleep the entire time, did you?"
I rubbed Sandora's head. Her golden hair spread out like a waterfall, surrounding me like a golden tide. I couldn't see any fatigue in her eyes. Schilling's body made it so that she wouldn't get tired easily due to lack of sleep like ordinary people. However, my instincts told me that this silly lass probably didn't sleep the entire night. She was restlessly looking at my sleeping face from all angles. That was just too in line with Sandora's style of doing things.
"Because I didn't want to sleep."
Sandora shook her head slightly and said in a silly tone. Then, she suddenly knocked her head against my forehead. "You finally ate me clean. Does Ah Jun have any thoughts?"
I made a serious expression, then nodded solemnly. "Yes, it's too heavy."
Wah! Stop biting me! You didn't bite me enough last night!
After fooling around for a while, Sandora finally flipped off my chest. She faced the golden sunlight and tidied her hair. The young girl's energetic body was breathtakingly beautiful under the morning sun, making me lose my focus. But very quickly, my attention was focused on another place.
On Sandora's right shoulder, there was an extremely conspicuous black rhombus mark. It was like a birthmark that blended in with the white skin around it, but it didn't fit in at all. The shape of the mark was very similar to the Empire's Emblem, but the color was completely different. Furthermore, within the mark, the black color didn't seem to be a pure and solid color. Instead, there seemed to be something constantly churning inside the mark. However, upon closer inspection, the churning seemed to be an illusion.
Why didn't I notice this thing last night?
Noticing that my gaze was focused on her body, Sandora blushed. After noticing that my gaze was focused on the black mark, she became unnaturally awkward.
"This is Abyssal energy."
Sandora covered her shoulder with her left hand to block my view. After a faint blue light flashed, she moved her hand away. The original black mark had disappeared, leaving only her white and tender skin.
"Although it has been assimilated into a part of my power, I still don't really like it. So, I usually seal it in this Empire Emblem. Ah Jun, you don't mind, do you?"
I couldn't help but chuckle when I saw that Sandora no longer had the calmness and arrogance that an Empress of the Empire should have. Instead, she was nervously looking at me, worried about a tattoo on my shoulder.
"Silly girl, do I have to tell you the story of Xu Xian and Long Worm again?"
Then, Sandora laughed.
Maybe it was because my mental power was too strong, or maybe it was the effect of the messy genetic strengthening. Even though I didn't rest much last night, I didn't feel tired. However, the others couldn't be compared to monsters like Sandora and I. Everyone who slept late last night because they were discussing the strategy to deal with the enemy was in a ghostly state. When the two of us finally arrived at the corridor, we saw the ghost version of Enaka floating around in her pajamas. Behind her was the ghost version of Sakura, followed by the ghost version of Shiro Omiya, the ghost version of Rider … Err, the last one was just messing around behind Sakura.
Staying up late was bad for the body …
"Ah, Uncle Alien, Sister Sandora, good morning …" The sleepy Ling saw us coming out of the room and said after a long yawn. He was holding a plastic cup in his hand. "I'm so sleepy, I really don't want to go to school."
No one would have thought that the super excellent student, Miss Enaka, would have this kind of scene where she went to brush her teeth in her pajamas and planned to skip class.
“Rider？ Is there a problem? "
I noticed that the purple-haired heroic spirit was staring at me. Since she had taken off her blindfold, being stared at by her murky square pupils made my hair stand on end. I couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah, it's not a big deal." The heroic spirit whose real name was Medusa scratched her face in embarrassment, but her face started to blush. Omiya and Sakura, who happened to pass by, saw the usually calm Rider reveal such a shy expression. They were immediately shocked and looked at us with their mouths agape. Beside me, Sandora had already started to grind her third sharp tooth from the left.
As if she had finally made up her mind, Rider took out a pink rectangular object from her back and handed it to me with her head lowered. "Boss, how does the seventh stage's triple jump work? I studied it for the whole night yesterday! "
Then, all the onlookers burst into laughter.
Jingle above, how did Bubble train Medusa in Avalon?
"Ah Jun …" Just as I was about to teach Medusa how to do unlimited jumps, a sharp voice suddenly came from behind me. When I turned around, Jingle had accurately climbed onto my nose. She skillfully climbed onto my head and protested, "Why did you chase Jingle out yesterday! Jingle likes to sleep in the lamp next to Ah Jun's bed! "
Last night, if it wasn't for Sandora who remembered to throw this little thing out, I would have been in big trouble!
All in all, as usual, the fun and interesting daily life unfolded around us who didn't slip away.
Maybe it was because of what we talked about last night, but I could clearly see that Sakura and Enaka weren't acting like strangers when they clearly wanted to be close to each other. The two sisters greeted each other like a normal family and prepared breakfast and school necessities for each other, as if they had never been separated. Sakura listened to Liliana's suggestion and worked hard to repair the family. Enaka did the same. The two of them didn't want to lose this rare opportunity to reunite.
Originally, when I saw that Sakura and Enaka's relationship in this world was so strained, I was quite worried for them. But now, it seemed that fate was truly unpredictable. Who would have thought that these two sisters with so many misfortunes would return together in such a manner?
"We don't have to worry about the school anymore," Wei Gong said to Saber before leaving the house. "Shinji definitely doesn't have the courage to make a comeback. Also, with Sakura around, the Jiantō family won't act rashly for the time being."
"I hope they will act rashly," Sakura muttered softly and stuck out her tongue when she noticed my gaze.
"What we need to worry about now is the gunman Kuchulin, who hasn't appeared since that day, and that mysterious nouveau riche," Enaka stood outside the door with a pleading expression, "Although they aren't the biggest threat compared to the five thousand Heroic Spirits of the Jiantō family, I'm very concerned about whether the two of them have already fought with the Heroic Spirit soldiers or if they have already been killed. If it's possible, I hope you can help investigate."
"That's not a problem," I nodded and stopped a certain silver-haired 'loli' who was striding out, "Ilya! Where are you going? "
"I'm going out to investigate!" The little girl said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Isn't that your job today? I should be able to help! "
Help!? It would be a great help if you obediently stay by our side! I really don't know if Ilya is naturally simple-minded or if she's deliberately trying to piss us off. It's clearly a dangerous situation for her, so why isn't she vigilant at all?
After the few people who had to go to school left, the Enaka family temporarily became the domain of a group of unstable people. Little Bubble seemed to like the newcomer Ilya. Even though the two of them couldn't communicate in the same language, it didn't stop the relationship between the two 'little girls' from heating up. After a period of recovery, the super tall Uncle B's body was no longer hindered. At this moment, he was squatting in the living room under Ilya's orders. It was very obvious that because of the Pandora sisters, even Berserker, who had sacrificed his sanity, was doing his best to squat down. Could this be counted as an innate sensitivity to danger?
In the morning, Tear had released a batch of agile probes. Now, they had arrived near the Liudong Temple area and the Yan Feng Church. They were currently uploading the scanned data to us. However, the information regarding the former was destined to be fruitless. The probability of Lin Xue's prophecy being wrong in this situation was almost zero. She said that the mutation would happen at night, so it couldn't happen even a minute earlier. What interested Sandora and I was the energy fluctuations near the Yan Feng Church. The data showed that there seemed to be an energy source that was completely different from ordinary Heroic Spirits. We weren't sure if it was the work of the fake priest, Yan Feng, or it could be the golden, uh, shimmering energy reaction. However, since it wasn't the main focus of our attention, we only paid a little attention to it before refocusing the topic on what to eat for lunch. It couldn't be helped, other than this topic, Sandora wasn't interested in anything else.
Yep, the so-called glutton meant that there would always be such a person in the house who would be incomparably joyful when it came to mealtime. I should apologize to Rin Enaka. Her overly optimistic estimation of Sandora led to the destruction of her last high-grade English porcelain — even though it still had the words "Made in China" on it.
But since she was willing to sell off the ivory carving passed down from her ancestors and replace it with a plastic one, I had no doubt that she would dare to use a 3.50 RMB mug from Tangshan No.2 Ceramics Factory to ask me for a solution to this year's heating bill. It was impossible to guess the thoughts of a lady with no moral integrity.
But in any case, the more lice there was, the less itch there was, and the more debt there was, the less worry there was. The three walls that Pandora and her sister had smashed through yesterday were still dripping with cement, and the huge amount of compensation was already waving at them not too far away. Thus, I calmly watched as Sandora unconsciously chewed on her teacup and let her thoughts run wild. In fact, when Enaka returned home at night and saw that his house was still intact, he was already overjoyed …
Gradually, it was night time.
Liudong Temple. This was the second time we came to this place, and it still looked ordinary. The ancient steps and the high mountain gate were so quiet under the moonlight that it was almost lifeless. Enaka naturally showed suspicion towards our sudden plan. In her opinion, even if the "photography enthusiast from Centaurus" had advanced technology, he was still a layman when it came to human occultism. She didn't quite believe in the statement that "through precise measurements, it was discovered that the area would undergo a space-time folding in an hour". But she was more worried that a group of highly lethal aliens would accidentally flatten the entire Liudong Temple when no one was watching, so she followed along.
"Sasaki, I know you are here. Why don't you come out and see your old friend?"
Standing at the end of the flight of stairs, I looked at the empty monastery door and called out loudly. As my voice faded, the swordsman wielding a long blade gradually appeared in the air. However, his expression didn't seem to be in a good mood.
Or to be more precise, he was about to cry.
"You guys are ruthless, okay?" The tall male spirit looked at the "invaders" in front of him, which were obviously larger than the last time, and wanted to cry but had no tears. Being surrounded by a dozen people was not something an ordinary person could bear, not to mention that there were several children and girls holding digital cameras among them. With the sound of Sandora eating popcorn in the background, the unlucky spirit named Sasaki actually felt like he was locked in a cage for people to watch.
But he couldn't express his dissatisfaction. Just the three-meter-tall Uncle B in front of him was enough to make most of the spirits feel psychological pressure.
"If you want to fight, then fight. If you want to kill, then kill. But why do you keep coming to watch me?"
Sasaki didn't say it out loud, but I could guess from his face.
There were less than five minutes before the mutation Lin Xue predicted would happen. I didn't want to talk nonsense with him. With a wave of my hand, Vega, who had switched to the armored scorpion form, strode in front of Sasaki, and then raised the two swords in his hands high.
Sasaki didn't expect that the unscrupulous onlookers who were easy to talk to last time would make a move this time. Sasaki's reaction was obviously slower, but even if he could react, it would be meaningless. Vega didn't hold back this time. After the high-intensity Battleship Slicing Swords touched the bamboo pole that the opponent raised in a hurry, it didn't stop, as if it had touched a phantom in the water. The phase displacement force field directly broke the latter into three parts. In a sudden burst of violent electric light, Sasaki's eyes were wide open, and he fell on his back.
Of course, Veigar did not kill him. He only temporarily removed his combat power. After a while, the unlucky Heroic Spirit was brought to Sakura by Sister Scorpion. His body was covered in green smoke, and his hair was standing on end.
"Try again to see the difference between you and those infantry spirits," Sis Scorpion said to Sakura.
"What are you going to do?"
Even as a brave swordsman, Sasaki couldn't help but let out such a frightened voice, because he couldn't figure out what these strange guys were planning. He couldn't move because of the strong electric shock. He could only lie on the ground, watching a circle of onlookers appear in his field of vision. He was sweating profusely.
Sasaki couldn't remember how many times he had been summoned, and how many rounds of battles he had experienced in his life. But he was sure that he had never encountered such a strange situation in his life!
"Don't come over! Let's talk nicely, don't come over … "
This poor kid would be traumatized.
Of course, his weak protest didn't have any effect. Sakura was now standing beside Sasaki with a smile, looking down at the spirit at her feet. Motosa looked at this scene curiously, not knowing what his sister was going to do. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.
In the blue and white light, Sakura's hair suddenly grew and turned into countless crystalline vine-like things, wrapping the protesting swordsman layer by layer. The latter didn't even have time to scream before he became a big dumpling.
With a smile, Sakura began to count the seconds, "Three, two, one — done!"
The mutated hair gradually retracted, leaving a crystal statue where Sasaki had been lying.
A few seconds later, accompanied by a cracking sound, the thin outer shell on the surface of the crystal statue gradually fell off. The Swordsman, who had been electrocuted to 80% by Vega, appeared in front of us with a new look. His eyes were wide open in a daze.
"The transformation was very smooth," Sakura shook her hair that was gradually turning back to purple, "The login and filing have been completed. I knew it. We have been practicing for a long time."
It was another blatant attempt to poach someone away from him.
This was one of Sakura's special abilities, Avalon Assimilation, or Crystal Assimilation. Tawil used the materials of the World Tree and the specially modified psionic crystal to reshape part of Sakura's body. Then, Liliana carried out the transformation and finally turned this girl into a very special existence that could be called a conceptual life.
The Key of Avalon.
Sakura had a normal human body, which was the gift we promised her. At the same time, she could also mutate her own body. Strictly speaking, the Crystal Virgin wasn't an independent individual, but a component of the Garden System, something like a tentacle or a multifunctional probe. "She" was integrated with the Avalon Hive and the World Tree, and had the control of the rules that were completely equivalent to the origin of the world. Through this layer of connection, she could land a Heroic Spirit into the World Tree's temple. There was no doubt that Jingle's power was stronger than the power of a planet's will. Hence, the so-called transformation …
That was to poach someone with suppressive power …
"It's a small gift for your sister." I patted Motosa's shoulder to get him to come back to his senses. "You can treat this as some kind of alien magic. I've said it before, your Holy Grail War is meaningless to us. This is the reason. We've already locked the energy theory in the cabinet."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
