Translator: Oneshotwonder Editor: Hitesh_
Although Zhou Sisi was attractive, there were many immortal girls who were much more attractive than her. None of those girls won so much attention of the Divine Lord as Zhou Sisi enjoyed. In the six years, the Divine Lord had spent most of his time either by himself or by the side of Zhou Sisi. On the other hand, Zhou Sisi was very snappy toward Divine Lord, but he didn’t seem to mind.
The Divine Lord was perfect and immaculate; Justine would give up her life for him. Every encounter with the Divine Lord was a miracle worth commemoration. So far, she had seen Divine Lord’s face twelve times, and they had spoken eighty-six words. Justine knew that she was lucky among the immortal girls for she had the opportunity to look at Divine Lord’s face.
The Divine Lord was destined to lord over not only the human world, but the entire universe.
After Zhou Sisi had changed into a nightgown, she was escorted by a group of Immortal guards, including Justine. Justine was not only a beautiful woman, but also a deadly level twenty-one warrior.
Patroclus had spared no expenses in ensuring Zhou Sisi’s safety against assassins sent by radical human groups. Knowing that it was impossible to kill Patroclus, Zhou Sisi had become the human radical groups’ top target. Her very existence was a disgrace to the human world.
But, despite the misunderstanding, Zhou Sisi never seemed to be upset by the assassination attempts.
A Maglev limo had been waiting for Zhou Sisi and her bodyguards. The guards scanned the surrounding nervously and didn’t let their guard down for even a fraction of a second. The consequences of Zhou Sisi’s death under their watch would be grave. The previous guard captain, after failing to prevent Zhou Sisi from getting injured by an attacker, was executed by Patroclus himself and died in excruciating pain.
Not all immortals were happy with Patroclus’ mild approach toward Zhou Sisi. If he really wanted her so bad, why wouldn’t he force-convert her into an Immortal? Despite the resentment, no one dared to speak their minds on the sensitive issue in front of the Divine Lord.
They traveled during rush hour, but upon seeing the Divine Lord’s banner, all vehicles veered to the side and made way for the divine convoy.
“Are you ready?”
“Don’t worry! We will blow up this b*tch!”
“Very well! Remember, she is not innocent. It is us freedom fighters’ duty to do away with the traitor. We can’t let her continue to dishonor the human race!”
“The convoy will arrive at Victory Avenue, so be ready.”
“Do everything as you’re told. This is a critical moment in our revolution, comrades. Death of this traitor will be a decisive blow to our enemy.”
“Don’t waste your time with the guards. Go straight for the woman!”
Zhou Sisi looked out of the car window at the blur of neon signs and passing pedestrians as she fell into the reverie of her past.
Would Wang Tong still remember her after so many years?
What if he had already forgotten her? If that were the case, maybe Patroclus was right: she meant nothing to Wang Tong.
She felt less resolute in her course of actions as she got closer to reuniting with Wang Tong.
“My lady, what are you thinking about?” Justine asked. She had been living with Zhou Sisi for many years and had established a certain measure of trust with her.
“It’s nothing. I’m sentimental, you know.”
“Are you thinking about Wang Tong?” Justine asked.
Zhou Sisi didn’t deny it; she heaved a sigh and closed her eyes. Wang Tong’s face was still clear in her memory, but she wondered how much that image had changed.
She had learned that Wang Tong had already made his way back to earth and reunited with Ma Xiaoru. She felt genuinely happy for Ma Xiaoru; the latter had been through a lot over the years, but in the end, her efforts had led her to where she wanted to be.
“My Lady, just between you and me, I think you deserve better than Wang Tong. I have heard that he had surrounded himself with lots of beautiful faces while he was on Mars. A man like that cannot be trusted. The Divine Lord, on the other hand, had always been faithful to you even when you tried to distance yourself from him. He might be a demon in most humans’ eyes, but he has always been caring for you.”
“Justine, if everything was what it seemed on the surface, there would be no war in this world.”
“I don’t overthink things like you, and I’m simply speaking out whatever is on my mind. If you decided to become an immortal and accept Divine Lord’s affection, I would be the first one to support you. You might even be able to end the war by doing that. Bonded by marriage, the humans and the Immortals might be able to learn to coexist in the future.”
Zhou Sisi gave Justine a wry smile. She didn’t want to live as a pawn of politics. So, she would never subject herself to a marriage she never wanted in exchange for a perfunctory promise of peace.
“Call me silly, but I am just an average human woman. I don’t want to be the queen of your Divine Lord. Justine, thank you for looking after me all these years.” Zhou Sisi said wistfully. Justine had saved her numerous times, and without her protection, she would have been killed many years ago. To her, Justine was not an Immortal, but a human. But after all, what was the difference between Immortals and human?
Zhou Sisi mulled the question, but the more she thought of it, the more blurred the line became.
KOM!
An explosion erupted at that moment, and the panicked crowd could be heard running past the limo. Justine charged up her soul energy and reached out a restraining hand toward Zhou Sisi. “Wait here, my lady! I will be back!”
Justine cracked open the car door, and Zhou Sisi saw that her escort convoy had already formed a protective barricade using their cars around her.
A group of freedom fighters bombarded the convey with their laser blasters.
The Immortal guards cracked up their GN force to form a shield over Zhou Sisi’s limo; they had to protect her at all costs. The laser bounced off of the GN shield, but the attackers kept at it nonetheless.
Suddenly, a missile whistled across the sky toward Zhou Sisi from the rear of the defensive line where there was no GN shield coverage. The ballistic missile would do little to no harm to the immortals, but it could be deadly to Zhou Sisi. The captain of the guards, Jin Qianzheng, was a level twenty-four warrior, and he had sworn an oath to protect Zhou Sisi with his life. Sensing that she was in danger, Captain Jin turned and took off toward the incoming missile. He detonated a missile in the air, causing a huge blast; anyway, Jin Qianzheng was unharmed, and so was Zhou Sisi.
“Kill every single one of them!” Jin Qianzheng shouted at his soldiers. News of this attack was bound to spoil Divine Lord’s mood, and only the death of these insidious humans could quell his wrath. Justine didn’t partake in the defense as she stayed close to Zhou Sisi. She was the last line of defense if everyone else failed.
Zhou Sisi looked up through the panorama window above at the blue sky as she was gripped by a sudden epiphany. What was so terrible about death if she had no desire?
Kaboom!
Jin Qianzheng’s face paled as he noticed a heavy METAL in the distance. It fired rows of rockets and laser blasts toward the GN shield protecting Ma Xiaoru. As the guards focused on strengthening the GN shield, a dozen or so METAL warriors appeared out of nowhere and charged toward the convoy.
Sensing the danger, Justine hopped into the limo and took off with Zhou Sisi; however, it was already too late. A few dark shadows followed the Limo, at least two of whom were level twenty-one assassins.
Zhou Sisi closed her eyes; despite the urgency of the situation, she felt calm and had no resentments.
Justine’s face hardened as she registered the assassins’ determination. All these men would be killed without a doubt, but they might be able to hurt or kill Zhou Sisi in the process.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed in the sky, and the world became quiet. All METAL soldiers, human, and Immortals, felt unable to use their GN force as if the golden light had locked them away. Machines stopped, and the lights in the streets went out. In a blink, the city had fallen pin-drop silent.
A man walked freely in the street under everyone’s watch. A few immortals tried to stop him but found that they were unable to move a muscle.
Zhou Sisi looked at the man and felt she was dreaming: his face hasn’t changed at all!
Wang Tong closed in onto Zhou Sisi and touched her cheeks gently. “Follow me.” He whispered, and so she did.
As the two of them disappeared at the end of the Victory Avenue, the city also came back alive. That man was Wang Tong, the heir of the Blade Warrior!
“Pull back!” The captain of the freedom fighters announced. Meanwhile, Zhou Sisi was huddled inside of Wang Tong’s arm and felt content for the first time in many years.
