667 Come With Me (2/2)

”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.