Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"It's none of my business." The Heavenly Punishment Hunter's tone remained completely calm.

"What? You don't even care about the life of your savior?!" The garrison commander was somewhat angry.

"He's not the one who saved me," the Heavenly Punishment Hunter corrected.

"My savior is..."

"Ok?"

"Who's here?"

At this moment, the figure in the mind of the Heavenly Punishment Hunter became blurry.

"In short, Paris was just a soldier he rescued incidentally, and I have never owed Paris anything. In fact, I even gave him the Liheng coins I earned from my labor."

“Lord Philocne, I will not go to war. My skills in caring for livestock are now superb. The value I can provide by staying at the Earth Beast Workshop and Ranch is far greater than that of taking up a bow and arrow.”

"..."

"Where did you learn this stubborn personality from?" The garrison commander frowned slightly.

"That's how it is."

The Divine Retribution Hunter looked toward the food truck not far away.

"If I have the chance to eat, I would like to try the food in Ohmma myself."

"Earth Beast Steak, pork, beef, mutton, and those exquisite pastries..."

"Especially the food called ice cream, it looks very delicious."

"Rather than fighting, I now want to experience the few moments of 'life' I have left."

"You're really hopeless." The garrison commander sighed and rubbed his forehead.

Now that the Heavenly Hunter belongs to the Suspended Vanguard's team, I have no right to forcibly deploy her.

After the garrison commander left, the Heavenly Hunter slowly lowered his head and looked at his dirty hands.

Soil, feed, even feces... these hands have been stained with them.

But I will never touch blood again.

She washed her hands and led the earth beast to the pasture.

Mature livestock were driven onto carts pulled by earth beasts, slowly carrying supplies to the front lines.

Along the way, there were cries of agony everywhere.

Some women are calling out to their husbands, some to their elderly mothers, and some to their children, like birds mourning their chicks.

The garrison commander stood by the roadside, his face full of worry.

Seeing the Heavenly Punishment Hunter dragging the Earth Beast past, he frowned and said:

"Look at the state of the city that sheltered you! Can you still feed your beasts with peace of mind?!"

"Your stone-carved face is so cold, you have no conscience!"

……

On the battlefield outside Xuanfeng City.

Corpses lay strewn across the field, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.

Yan Huan stood on high ground, watching as a large number of golden light spots flew out from the bodies of the fallen warriors and surged towards Xuanfeng City.

"The souls of those who fought in the past have all become materials for Nicardi's synthesis, right?"

Behind him, Xia Die nodded slightly.

"It seems that this was the priests' purpose."

"At the same time, the festival in Suspended Peak City continues to be held, even though the number of participants has decreased significantly."

"This must be some kind of ritual," Yan Huan pondered.

"It seems they've done enough. We should head back to Suspended Peak City now; we should be able to find clues about how they killed Nicardoli."

Just as the two were pondering the final decryption, a figure suddenly crawled out from the crowd.

"Hoo~ Ha, ha..."

Paris, covered in filth, gasped for air, thankful for his survival.

As soon as he perked up, he noticed Yan Huan's departing figure not far away.

"That's... wait, my benefactor, save me!!"

Paris scrambled to his feet and rushed over, shouting:

"You're an expert, right? Could you give me a hand and escort me into the city?"

"?" Yan Huan turned around and looked at the disheveled Paris:

"Your leg is fine, you can go back by yourself."

"No, no, no, this isn't about whether I can walk or not!"

Paris lunged to Yan Huan's feet, lay down and hugged Yan Huan's leg tightly, his eyes filled with a desperate longing for life.

"My benefactor, no... hero! There are still soldiers from the Hanging Peak on the way back to Ohm! I'll surely die if I go alone!"

"Besides, there's also the supervisory team."

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, and he began to sob.

"I must reach Arcadia alive..."

“You’re someone special too.” Under Xia Die’s gaze, Yan Huan pushed Paris aside:

"You said I was meddling in other people's business, but didn't that Heavenly Punishment Hunter come with you?"

“No…she’s even more cowardly than me!” Pariston said, his voice suddenly filled with resentment.

"I gave so much to that girl, why won't she even spend time with me in the end?!"

“She’s too cold-blooded, her heart is made of stone! Now I understand that Elder Oenone is the right match for me.”

"Hero, if you're willing to take me back, I'll make sure she rewards you handsomely!"

Chapter 1249 Please look at me one more time!

"No."

Yan Huan refused Paris's request without even thinking about it.

There is no other reason.

Since he didn't encounter this person in the future city of Ohma, it means that Paris didn't even live to see that time.

He had previously said he liked the Divine Punishment Hunter and wanted to return to Ohma City. Yan Huan figured she also wanted to see the old Ohma, so she decided to bring the guy along.

If Paris is of good character, then even if he cannot escape his fate of destruction in the end, Yan Huan will not hesitate to help him.

It's just something that comes handy.

But this thing is really a bit abstract.

"Brother, take my advice, all women are stinky."

Yan Huan patted Paris on the shoulder:

"In this world, even the elders can hardly protect themselves. How many Titans have fallen? It's better to rely on yourself than on others."

"If you can get around those enemies, bypass the supervisory team, and finally make it back to Ohm... that's a kind of experience too."

"I can't do it!" Paris shook his head frantically.

"Hero, please help me, I really can only rely on you."

"Can you bear to watch me die in front of you?"

"If I leave, you won't be able to see it anymore."

"Ah...?!" Seeing Yan Huan's ruthlessness, Paris's gaze immediately fell on Xia Die.

A gentle breeze swept by, lifting the butterfly's cloak and revealing its beautiful face.

Paris's pupils contracted sharply, and he stared wide-eyed.

I saw him in prison last time, but the lighting was too dim then, so I didn't pay much attention...

Now that I look at her up close, this girl is as beautiful as an angel!

"..." Xia Die quickly pulled up her hood and remained silent.

"Wait, beautiful lady, please wait a moment!"

Paris bypassed Yan Huan and, as if grasping at a lifeline, went straight to Xia Die.

"You're so beautiful, you must have a heart as kind as Cefalèna's. Please, please help me!"

"I...can't save them." Xia Die's voice was soft, but still audible.

"Then I won't leave! By Meneta, please bless me one more time!" With that, he tried to grab Xia Die's hand at lightning speed.

In Paris's view, although Xia Die was not as fierce as Yan Huan, as long as she was kind-hearted and willing to rescue him, Yan Huan would definitely follow and escort her.

This... is the breakthrough!

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Just as Paris's hand was about to touch Xia Die's body, Yan Huan pulled him back from behind.

At the same time, the butterfly quickly retreated, maintaining its distance from Paris again.

Although the aura of death emanating from him had no effect on Yan Huan, it was a different story for others.

If things go wrong, Paris could die on the spot.

But he himself did not think so.

"Huh...?" Paris turned around and glanced at Yan Huan.