Chat group, if you have anything to say to my Holy Sword,

The staff member smiled. "The vice president has been waiting for you. Just go straight to his office."

"You've been waiting for me to pay you back, haven't you?" Xiling thought to herself before smiling and nodding. "Thank you."

Turning to face Elena, Xiling's smile softened: "I'm going inside to say a few words to someone. You can go back first, or you can stay here."

"Alright, I'll head back now." Elena nodded, and then, under everyone's watchful eyes, turned around and used the chat group travel system to return to her own world.

After watching Elena leave, Xiling navigated the maze-like corridors with practiced ease. Portraits of past archmages hung on the walls, their eyes following each passerby. Finally, she stopped before a simple oak door, upon which hung only a small bronze plaque: "Kahn Mia - Vice President."

Before Xiling could even raise her hand to knock, a calm male voice came from inside: "Come in."

Pushing open the door, a strong smell of ink and parchment wafted out. Inside the spacious office, a dark-haired man wearing silver-rimmed glasses was hunched over his desk, signing various documents.

This person is Kahn Mia, the vice president of the branch of the Magic Society in Karso City, and the one who captured him when Xiling infiltrated this building.

"Vice President, I've come to return the money." Xiling casually closed the door, the metal lock making a crisp "click" sound.

Kahn didn't even look up, his voice as calm as if he were discussing the weather: "That's not called repaying money, that's called atonement. Don't do these petty theft things next time, understand?"

Xiling gave an awkward but polite smile: "Next time, definitely next time."

Kahn raised his head, his calm eyes fixed on Xiling.

Xiling immediately changed her tune. "There won't be a next time."

Kahn then lowered his head again to review the documents. "You did a great job this time. I reckon you'll get a promotion once the higher-ups approve that magical item."

"What a great thing!" Xiling was overjoyed. Who wouldn't like a promotion?

"Discovering the corpse of an ancient god is no small matter; your achievement will be recorded in the magic society."

Xiling nodded, then suddenly changed the subject: "Vice President, may I ask a question?"

As if knowing what Xiling wanted to ask, Kahn looked up from the documents.

Looking directly into Kahn's eyes, Xiling calmly asked, "Have you found that guy?"

The person Xiling was referring to was the one who sealed the ancient god's corpse in Moonshadow Lake.

After a moment of silence, Kahn spoke. "They ran away."

“Leon Leorosa, the eldest son of the Leorosa family, had already left Carso when I went to arrest him, and I don’t know where he went.”

“The Magic Society has already deployed twelve trackers,” Kahn said, taking off his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose. “It’s only a matter of time before he’s caught.”

"I see." Xiling nodded to indicate that he understood, but then he said something else.

"If I find him, can I just chop him up?"

Kahn raised an eyebrow. "He may have reached Sequence Zero."

Sequence 0 represents the limit of a magic society's assessment of an individual's strength. Those who reach this level have transcended the conventional rating system; their soul radiance can materialize and even gain recognition from the laws of the world.

“I think we can give it a try,” Xiling said with a smile.

Kahn stared for a few seconds before lowering his head again. "You are the swordsman. There's no need to be polite to wanted criminals. Your sword is the sword of the Magic Society."

"Thanks, Vice President. Now that I've paid my atonement, I'll be leaving." After saying this, Xiling waved to Kahn and turned to leave the office.

After Xiling left, Kahn looked up and stared at the closed door.

Xiling was a very peculiar person in his eyes. His strength, identity, origin, and relatives were unknown. When he discovered him, Xiling was trying to steal information. At first, he thought he was a spy sent from somewhere. When he appeared in front of Xiling, Xiling tried to escape for a moment, but Xiling caught him. After being caught, Xiling did not resist, but looked helpless.

When I inexplicably asked the other person why they didn't resist, this was their answer.

"It's already embarrassing enough to be caught sneaking around, but it would be impolite to resist law enforcement. Of course, that doesn't mean I'll just obediently wait to die in the cell."

The other person's words were very straightforward, which aroused his interest. So after a few days of investigation, he made a decision that no one expected: he decided to make this person the Swordholder.

As it turned out, everything he did was absolutely right.

Kahn laughed, then continued organizing the documents he needed to work on.

-

Just after Xiling left the magic society, Danheng's message popped up in the chat group.

I'm not him: "Xiling, could you please help me out?"

Xiling replied immediately without hesitation.

"I don't want to be a hero anymore: 'If you call me, I will definitely come. So, what is it?'"

I am not him: "I'm on a space station right now, and it seems like something's wrong."

Upon seeing this, Xiling immediately knew what was going on; the story was about to begin.

He, Xiling, had never experienced anything like space travel before.

Then no words are needed.

Chat group time travel system activated!

-

The piercing alarm sounded from the Black Tower space station.

"Help! Help!" A group of researchers in lab coats ran frantically, their faces filled with terror. Behind them, several antimatter legion soldiers were chasing them at a leisurely pace, as if enjoying this cat-and-mouse game.

"Damn it! This is Lady Black Tower's space station!" a bespectacled researcher shouted as he ran, his voice trembling with fear. "Where's the security system?"

No one could answer his question. Even more terrifying, as they turned a corner, three more soldiers from the Antimatter Legion appeared ahead, their energy blades gleaming with a dangerous purple light.

"It's over..." someone whispered in despair in the crowd.

Enemies were on all sides; they were completely surrounded. Soldiers of the antimatter legion raised their weapons. Just at this critical moment—

"I'm coming."

A reassuring voice came from above. People instinctively looked up, but saw nothing.

A silver-white sword flashed, and soldiers fell one after another. Among the fallen enemies, a white-haired man slowly sheathed his sword.

"How are you? I hope everything's alright. I'm not too late." Xiling turned around and gave the still-shaken crowd a reassuring smile.

"It's okay now."

People stared at the figure ahead, their fear fading away and replaced by a sense of security. This caused their previously steady steps to immediately give way and they collapsed to the ground.

We are saved; this is the sentiment of everyone.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

"Xiling!"

Dan Heng strode over, spear in hand, followed by a girl with short pink hair. The girl's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at the antimatter legion soldiers lying scattered on the ground.

"Wow! You handled all of this by yourself?" She trotted over, looking at Xiling curiously. "I'm March 7th, are you Danheng's friend?"

On March 7th, looking at the person who had suddenly appeared next to Dan Heng, the person nodded to Dan Heng and then disappeared instantly. She had initially wondered what was going on, but it turned out that the person had come to rescue her.

"My name is Xiling, nice to meet you." Xiling smiled at March 7 and then said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave this to you."

After leaving those words, Xiling shot off like a white meteor in the other direction.

At this time, Danheng received several more applications.

Soon, several people from the chat group appeared at the space station.

One of them, Kevin, who was holding what appeared to be the Heavenly Fire Greatsword provided by Xiling, was also holding a small notebook that was also provided by Xiling, and he was constantly reciting the words on it.

Why can birds fly?

You don't need to answer now; one day you will understand.

Walter on the train sneezed, looking somewhat puzzled.

"What's going on? Why do I feel a chill down my back?"

Chapter 117 Heavenly Fire - Unsheathed!

Call out, call out to that figure, shout for help, he will answer everyone who shouts—just kidding, I'll come even if you don't shout.

A crew member on the space station huddled in the shadows, his distorted shadow, twisted with fear, reflected on the metal wall.

The heavy footsteps approached like a death knell. Two flanked soldiers spotted the trembling lamb. They said nothing, but simply raised their weapons.

The researcher's throat tightened; his survival instinct drove him to open his mouth, but overwhelming fear choked his vocal cords, allowing only silent whimpers, just as death was about to strike—

A white light flashed across the sky! The two phantom soldiers stopped abruptly, as if a pause button had been pressed. The next second, neat cuts appeared on their bodies, and their bodies slid down along the smooth cuts, making a dull thud on the cold deck.

The researcher stared in disbelief, his mind blank. He looked around blankly, seeing only the pervasive smoke and cold corpses, and an empty passageway.

"Stop sitting here like an idiot, get running!"

The staff member hesitated for a second, then quickly scrambled to his feet and ran in that direction, his hoarse reply echoing through the corridor:

Yes! Thank you!

Meanwhile, in another area of ​​the space station.

"Foolish antimatter legion..."

A clear, slightly high-pitched girl's voice pierced through the noise. Penglaiji Jiuxiao stood on a high place, the hem of her trench coat fluttering even without wind. She covered half of her face with one hand, and the one eye that was exposed shone with a light that was a mixture of excitement and disdain.

"...Not even qualified to be a trial subject for the savior! Gravity—"

As she deliberately prolonged the last syllable, the Shadow Wings suddenly unfolded behind her. She raised her other hand, and a deep, black sphere, like a black hole, materialized out of thin air above her palm, distorting the surrounding air due to its powerful gravity.

"—Crush them!"

The moment the words fell, an irresistible and terrifying force descended! The phantom soldiers rushing towards the technicians froze abruptly, as if slammed to the ground by an invisible giant hand. Then, like cans being thrown into a hydraulic press, they were crushed to pieces by their own weight and the strange gravitational field amidst a teeth-grinding crunch!

Penglaiji Jiuxiao gently lowered her hand from her face, and casually tossed the decorative gravity ball in her other hand. The black ball transformed into scattered magical particles the instant it left her hand.

"Boring, so boring. There isn't even a slightly serious opponent like the savior."

Leaving these words behind, Shadow Wings lightly flapped their wings, and Jiuxiao's figure transformed into a streak of purplish-black light, quickly disappearing into the depths of the passage.

-

One after another, floating guns hovered around Remian. The not-fully-released mechs could be controlled using some of their parts, and bullets made of energy precisely pierced through the antimatter legion.

After clearing out the group, Remian smiled at the staff.

"You are safe now, but only temporarily. Head in that direction."

After pointing out one path to the group, Remien walked off in another direction.

As images were transmitted to the main control module, Estella stared in surprise at the people on the monitor screens, muttering to herself.

"Who are these people?"

Estella couldn't understand how a group of people could happen to appear and help the space station when it encountered such a big problem.

Regardless, these people helped the space station, and if there are no further problems, she must personally go and thank them.

the other side.

"Danheng, your friend is a bit cold." March 7 whispered in Danheng's ear, afraid that the white-haired guy with the cold face in front of him would hear.

Kevin had actually heard it, but he didn't say anything and just kept pretending to be aloof.

Dan Heng sighed silently.

Aloof? I really can't tell.

The chat group is currently engaged in a heated discussion.

[I Don't Want to Be a Hero Anymore]: "Honkai Impact 3rd crew check-in! Grand opening of the Starry Railway Stage!"

[I Don't Want to Be the Hero Anymore]: "The protagonist has memorized his lines for me. If something goes wrong, I'll show Mei your treasured collection."

[Warrior Chasing Fire]: "Can you please stop threatening me like this? We agreed it would only be this once, and I'm not going to play along with your nonsense after this!"

[I Don't Want to Be the Hero Anymore]: "Let's see how you do~"