Honkai Summoning.

"Are you the leader of the Reverse Cross?" Su Mo asked.

“Yes.” Claire nodded.

"As expected, they've inherited their tradition; this organization won't survive until tomorrow," Su Mo said, shaking his head.

Claire was taken aback and stood up abruptly: "How can Mr. Su speak like that?" When she was angry, the naivety that should have belonged to her age was immediately exposed.

"Hidden mechanism..."

Su Mo said, "Forget it, I'm going to cause them trouble anyway. You guys are lucky; you can barely be taken in by me."

"What are you saying?" Claire's anger was clearly out of control.

She had kindly invited this washed-up "old lady" to join her Reverse Cross and offered her extremely high treatment, but she never expected the other party to respond like this.

Does he think it's still the same era?

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Therefore, the extra chapter will be posted tomorrow. Please forgive me.

Let's call Chapter 128 "League of Legends"

"I mean, let's disband Reverse Cross from now on... no, to be precise, just change its name. I don't want to carry on Reverse Cross's dark history," Su Mo said.

He was just contemplating whether to rebuild his own power to prepare for the coming wave when someone unexpectedly delivered themselves to his doorstep. While the inverted cross formation was a bit comical, it was still easier than starting from scratch; at least he had a foundation, making development much easier.

After hearing Su Mo's words, Claire had already given up on recruiting him and said in a somewhat gloomy tone, "It seems that Mr. Su has no intention of joining our Reverse Cross at all."

“Heh—” Su Mo laughed out loud. “I don’t know what your idea of ​​the inverted cross is, but judging from your expression, I advise you not to ask anyone about the history of the inverted cross. I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it.”

"Shut up!"

Claire shouted sharply and suddenly raised her hand towards Su Mo.

A tiny bubble, similar to the one blown with soapy water when they were kids, appeared in Claire's hand and flew quickly toward Su Mo.

The transparent bubble emitted a dazzling seven-colored light, and the moment it touched Su Mo's body, it transformed into a transparent halo, controlling him.

Then Claire reached out her hand to Su Mo, and a circular, transparent light screen appeared beneath Su Mo's feet, hidden but not yet unleashed. Su Mo could sense a considerable power contained within it.

If it were to explode, its power would be no less than that of a hand grenade, and perhaps even stronger.

If Claire gained her powers within this year, then she is definitely a remarkable genius. No wonder she was able to rebuild the Inverted Cross; although she's still a bit inexperienced, she possesses the necessary strength.

"Mr. Su."

Claire calmed her anger and said, "Please apologize for what you just said, otherwise..."

"What else?" Su Mo asked with a smile, showing no awareness of being controlled by others.

“Otherwise, does Mr. Su really think I wouldn’t dare to kill someone?” Claire’s words carried a hint of ruthlessness.

Su Mo nodded and said, "Very good. Only by having the awareness to kill can one rebuild the inverted cross and survive in the future."

Claire clenched her fists. She felt like she was going crazy. It wasn't that she hadn't killed people before, but it was mostly in self-defense. She was never in a situation where she would be killed if she didn't kill someone. This was the first time she had ever been at her mercy—or rather, the first time Claire thought she was at her mercy.

And this Dark Lord was truly detestable. The way he looked at me and the way he spoke were like an adult looking at a naughty child.

"Alright, if I don't show you something, you probably won't understand what I'm talking about." Su Mo shook his head and said, exerting force with both hands. The halo surrounding him, restricting his movement, shattered instantly.

"not good!"

Claire was startled, realizing she had underestimated the power of this Night King, and without hesitation, she detonated the circular halo beneath his feet.

The sofa and coffee table were instantly blown away by the force of the explosion, and flames were faintly visible, with many places showing signs of charring.

"Hmm, it's similar to the effect of a gunpowder explosion." Seeing this, Su Mo nodded, gaining some understanding of Claire's special ability.

Although it appeared as a transparent halo or light curtain, it ultimately caused destruction through an explosion of immense power and heat. This reminded Su Mo of laser weapons. Although the concept was proposed long ago, a perfectly reliable weapon has yet to be invented.

“Your abilities are quite good. If you have potential, you could also stay by my side,” Su Mo said, looking at Claire in front of him.

Claire's eyes widened, filled with shock.

Just now, in the instant she unleashed the power of her aura, and the sofa and coffee table were blown away by the force, Su Mo's afterimage flashed before her eyes and appeared in front of her.

Then, Claire felt a tightening on her wrists, ankles, and neck, and she was lifted into the air by an invisible force, her feet off the ground. Her arms were raised to the sides, like Jesus crucified, unable to move an inch.

At the same time, the stinging sensation on her neck reminded Claire that her life was completely in the hands of the man standing before her, whose face still bore a slight, gentle smile.

"boss!"

At that moment, the door to the villa's living room was suddenly kicked open, and the man with the buzz cut led several other men in. They were stunned for a moment when they saw Claire flying through the air in the living room.

However, they soon saw the thin lines faintly visible through the reflection and understood why Claire was flying in mid-air. She was bound by the man's special weapon—thin lines—just like their encounter in the car.

The men with buzz cuts held their guns somewhat mechanically, unsure of what to do.

“I’m giving you a choice.” Su Mo turned his head and glanced at these people. “Submit or die. If it’s the first option, close the door behind you after you leave. If it’s the second option… you have five seconds to make your choice.”

Five minutes can feel like a long time, or it can feel like a short time.

For the crew-cut man and the others, those five seconds felt like an eternity. When they saw Su Mo flick his finger slightly, their initial hesitation vanished instantly, and their body's instinctive action made them make their choice.

Seeing the crew-cut man and his companion push the door out and close it as Su Mo had instructed, Claire's heart sank. Her only hope of turning the tables had been easily destroyed by a single sentence from the other party.

Even Claire had to admit that when the other person said those words, the aura emanating from him didn't feel like he was facing a person at all, but rather like he was facing a raging storm or overwhelming darkness—a natural phenomenon he couldn't resist.

If she were in their shoes, Claire wasn't sure she would make a different choice than the crew-cut man and his group.

Claire suddenly understood why the other person had treated her with such a condescending and mocking attitude, like someone teasing a child. Compared to him, she really did seem like a ridiculous child pretending to know everything.

It turns out I'm such a ridiculous little brat.

Su Mo flicked his fingers a few times, and the thin threads returned, transforming back into chains that wrapped around his hands.

Claire fell to the ground and sat on the floor in a duck-like position, neither fighting back nor moving.

She wasn't physically injured, but that was only in terms of her spirit; Su Mo had destroyed her will and mind, leaving her powerless to resist.

Su Mo walked slowly to Claire's side, his footsteps seeming to strike Claire's heart.

Squatting down, Su Mo reached out and gently pinched Claire's chin, lifting her downcast face. Looking at her somewhat dazed face, he said, "You have great potential. If you stay by my side, I can help you grow."

Claire paused for a moment, then looked at Su Mo: "You're not planning to kill me?"

"I never intended to kill you from the beginning." Su Mo's tone was as gentle as ever as he reached out and lightly stroked Claire's delicate face, his fingers tracing her fair skin. "Didn't I already say that I planned to recruit the Reverse Cross—oh, I can't call him that—if he didn't agree, I would have no choice but to..."

“I understand. Please allow me to stay by your side,” Claire said softly. Perhaps, in the eyes of the man before her, the power represented by the inverted cross she had established after repeatedly escaping death was less important than a mere “name.”

Su Mo said, "Well, there's one more thing."

“What?” Claire asked.

"Would you mind changing your name to Jin Ke La... no, Jinx, that doesn't seem right either—now I think, would you like to change it to Lux?" Su Mo asked, a mischievous smile on his face.

"Lux?" Claire was a little confused, wondering why Su Mo would ask her to change her name to this. But it was just a name, not a surname, and for Claire, it wasn't something she needed to insist on.

Or rather, in front of the man before her, there was nothing she could insist on; all she needed to do was submit.

Claire, no, Lux now, nodded: "I can be called Lux."

"it is good."

Su Mo smiled and stood up with Lux, "Tell me your story with Reverse Cross."

Half an hour later, Su Mo emerged from the study on the second floor, Lux trailing half a step behind beside him. The living room, now a mess due to Lux's actions, was clearly no longer a suitable place for conversation, so the two moved to another location.

In the past half hour, Su Mo learned about Lux's story with the Reverse Cross. Just as Su Mo had guessed, Lux was a descendant of the Reverse Cross who had escaped their clutches. Her father was a fanatical member of the Reverse Cross, so Lux had always been instilled with the idea that the Reverse Cross was the greatest.

After her father passed away, Lux, who had long since lost her mother, lived alone until ten months ago when she suddenly gained superpowers. The dream buried deep in her heart, the dream instilled in her by her father, resurfaced, leading to what happened today.

Incidentally, Su Mo's assessment of Lux's youth was quite accurate; she was only nineteen years old and had just graduated from high school.

As for the current Reverse Cross, it's actually quite miserable. What Su Mo just saw was all the core members, plus some scattered thugs on the periphery. Su Mo doesn't really care about these things.

"By the way, Lord Mo, what should we change the name of the Reverse Cross to?" Lux asked.

"Well, let's call it League of Legends." Su Mo laughed, leaving Lux completely confused, not knowing what he was laughing about.

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Chapter 130 The Mist

Driving into the town's roads, the car did not attract the attention of the townspeople. Although the town was quiet and peaceful, it had all the necessary infrastructure, including convenience stores, hotels, and hospitals.

Although it's not a tourist hotspot, the surrounding area is beautiful with green mountains and clear waters, and some tourists do stop here for a few days.

After parking his car on the side of the road, Su Mo went into the convenience store, bought a few items, and when he was paying, he took out his phone, opened a picture, handed it to the cashier, and asked, "Do you know this person?"

The image is a slightly blurry photo of a middle-aged man with glasses and half-black hair. He is not looking at the camera but looking elsewhere, making it seem like it was taken secretly.

The cashier glanced at the person on the phone, frowned, and thought for a moment: "It seems like he lived in our town for a while."

The photo was sent to Su Mo's phone later. In addition, there was a message that Ailer, whom Su Mo was looking for, had not appeared for some time. The last time he was seen was in this small town. He may have run away after learning some news.

Of course, this is on the premise that this Ailer is the Ailer that Su Mo is looking for. The last time Su Mo saw Ailer, he was a young man. Although the appearance in the photo is somewhat similar, it is not necessarily true that it is him.

"Do you know where he lives?" Su Mo asked.

The young cashier looked up at the Asian man in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Who are you? What's your relationship with him?"

"A business partner, he almost went bankrupt back then. After handing the factory over to me, this guy ran off with his sister-in-law. Luckily, he didn't abscond with the 3.5 million, or I would have broadcast him cursing him as a bastard. Now the factory is up and running again, but according to the law, half of the factory still belongs to him. I'm here to settle the deal." Su Mo casually made up a story that was neither easy to believe nor easy to find flaws in.

"Oh." The cashier nodded. The Asian man in front of her was young, but his demeanor was extremely composed, and with the nice car parked outside, he seemed like a successful businessman. "Actually, I've only seen him a few times. I know his name is Eller, but as for where he lives, I suggest you ask Officer Molly. It's on the street that's right after you go out and then left. Officer Molly usually patrols there at this time."

Thanks.

Su Mo said. After paying the bill, he turned and walked outside.

"Hey, your stuff!" shouted the girl who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Here you go." Su Mo waved his hand. He bought the things on a whim, and naturally didn't need them.

"You gave it to me?" The girl was taken aback, a strange expression appearing on her face, as if she was thinking about something.

Restarting the car, Su Mo drove to the place the cashier had mentioned. Without even getting out, he saw a pair of uniformed police officers, a man and a woman. The man was a portly Black man who looked rather overweight.