ushernet Chapter 266 Kevin
Chapter 266 Kevin
Meanwhile, outside Onpharos.
Black Tower Space Station.
Walter Young was standing at the entrance to the Black Tower office on Sunday.
"0001, 0011, 0111..."
Walter Young repeatedly knocked on the combination lock on the door, trying to open the Black Tower office door through brute force.
On Sunday, she stood aside, watching him quietly, her eyes filled with a hint of doubt.
"Mr. Walter, if I may be so bold, do you really think you can open this door like this?"
Upon hearing this, Walter Young, without pausing his movements and still focused on the combination lock, calmly replied:
"Perhaps, geniuses often have their own logic for behaving."
"And a genius like Ms. Black Tower, who doesn't fuss over details, would probably set her office password to be very simple."
On Sunday, he raised an eyebrow slightly, his doubts not diminishing but rather intensifying.
Seeing that Walter Young was still tirelessly trying the password, he shifted his gaze to the door opening device next to him.
On Sunday, with a try-it-out mentality, I reached out and pressed the button on the door opening device.
"Click!"
With a soft whirring sound of machinery turning, the door leading to the Black Tower's offices opened.
"Um?!"
Seeing this, Walter Young stopped tapping the combination lock abruptly.
He glanced sideways at Sunday with surprise, only to find that the other person was also staring at him.
The moment their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze, and the two fell into a brief silence.
After a long pause, Sunday broke the silence first, saying calmly:
"It seems that this exceptionally intelligent Black Tower lady did not set a password for this door."
"Ahem, it was my oversight." Walter Young looked away and coughed a few times to ease the awkwardness. "I really didn't consider that possibility."
"But now that the door is open, let's find Ms. Black Tower and explain the situation as soon as possible."
As Walter Young spoke, he stepped into the office, and Sunday quickened his pace to follow.
Just as the two were about to cross the office door and step into the pitch-black darkness, Walter Young suddenly stopped.
His brows furrowed inexplicably, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily, as if an electric current had just passed through his entire body.
Walter Young's sudden stop caught Sunday, who was right behind him, completely off guard, and he crashed into him.
“Mr. Walter?” Sunday rubbed his forehead, took two steps back, and asked with a puzzled look, “Why did you suddenly stop?”
He had initially thought that something ahead had forced Walter Young to stop.
But when he looked up and scanned ahead, he saw nothing.
Just as Sunday was filled with doubt, Walter Young, clutching his chest, slowly spoke, his expression grave:
"It may sound strange, but I had a strange feeling of palpitations just now."
"It's like... something is still chasing me!"
......
At this time, in Onfaros.
The Divine Enlightenment Tree Courtyard, the Throne of Enlightenment.
Looking at the crimson greatsword radiating a scorching heat, and combining that with the two familiar and highly recognizable voices that had just come from inside the door...
Lin Qiong already had a clear answer in his mind regarding who the figure summoned by Yu Duchen was...
Just then.
The crimson greatsword that emerged from the crystal door knocked the black sword from the Fire Thief Walker's hand with a single strike, forcing him to retreat several steps.
After regaining his footing, the Fire Thief suddenly looked up at the crystal door that had appeared out of nowhere.
From inside the door, a white-haired man dressed in a peculiar black and white combat suit and wielding a crimson greatsword slowly stepped out from the light.
The white-haired man had a cold and stern face, and his eyes were like a bottomless abyss. Every step he took carried a strong sense of oppression, as if the surrounding air would freeze and solidify.
After finally seeing the person's appearance clearly, the Fire Thief's body trembled slightly, and he took a half step back without making a sound, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
"Quick, Xia Die, Tian! Get away from there while you still can!"
Taking advantage of the moment when the Fire Thief was stunned, Lin Qiong immediately rushed towards the two, shouting warnings as he ran.
Although he hadn't yet figured out the Fire Thief's strength, he was perfectly clear about the white-haired man's strength.
If a direct battle were to break out between the two sides, given the destructive power of that white-haired man, Xia Die and Tian would definitely be affected.
Therefore, he had to get the two of them to a safe place as soon as possible.
Just as Lin Qiong arrived at Xia Die and Tian'an's side, preparing to take them to the location of Xing,
A low, somewhat confused voice suddenly entered his ears:
"Where...am I?"
"!!!"
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Lin Qiong was immediately startled and stopped in his tracks, standing there stiffly like a wooden stake.
"He actually spoke up?"
A "Memory Spirit" summoned by Yu Duchen, which should have been merely a projection of memories, has actually spoken?!
The moment the thought crossed his mind, he immediately turned his stiff neck and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
As Lin Qiong turned his head, he met the other person's gaze precisely—
The white-haired man was scrutinizing him with his icy blue eyes.
Upon seeing this, Lin Qiong was startled and instinctively straightened his back, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Uh... Kevin?"
After trying to calm himself down, he tried calling out the white-haired man's name to confirm whether the man had self-awareness.
Upon hearing this, the white-haired man called "Kevin" did not respond immediately, but simply stared at Lin Qiong quietly, as if he was thinking about something.
After a long pause, Kevin finally spoke slowly, his voice as cold as a gust of wind: "...You know me?"
Seeing that the other party had actually responded, Lin Qiong's eyes widened in surprise, and he gasped.
Unlike the superior version of Welt Yang, although both are memory spirits summoned by Feather Dust, this Kevin in front of us clearly possesses an independent self-awareness!
Just as Lin Qiong was shocked by this, Kevin's deep voice rang out again.
"Who are you? How do you know my name? And what is this place...?"
A barrage of questions came out of Kevin's mouth, but he stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.
"Clang!"
A sudden burst of the sound of clashing swords rang out.
Kevin's previously calm expression was instantly replaced by a cold one.
Without moving, he swung the crimson greatsword behind him, accurately blocking a black sword that suddenly attacked.
The two swords clashed, constantly scattering tiny sparks in all directions.
"It seems our conversation will have to be postponed for a while."