“You, Father Amos, the Dracula family… I consider you all my friends. I don’t want to lose you.”

"I never really had a home in this world to begin with. I don't want to lose even… sigh, you know what I mean. This is also my greatest fear."

Saying these things out loud was ultimately quite embarrassing. Halfway through, Qi Xing couldn't help but cover his face with one hand.

He didn't know how Elaine would react, but no matter what her reaction was, Qi Xing was prepared to accept it. Even if Elaine mocked him.

But when Qi Xing lowered his hand, he discovered—Elaine was smiling, and it was a smile that came completely from the heart.

Qi Xing had never understood what was so mysterious about the Mona Lisa. But if he could have captured Elaine's helpless yet joyful smile at this moment, he had an intuition that he could stare at it for hours and still not understand it.

"You might have already said this to yourself, and it's very likely that Commander Gwendolyn and the others won't say this to you yet, but I want to say it to you."

She reached out and took hold of the hand Qi Xing was using to cover his face, stopping him from hiding it again.

"They are them, and you are you, Qi Xing."

"I certainly hope that's the case." Qi Xing rubbed his temples with his left hand. "But… how can I know? Madmen never think they are madmen."

Professor Vanstra and Romanie clearly didn't think there was anything wrong with themselves. Samael was also always muttering in Qi Xing's ear all day.

"It's simple. Because there is a truth they don't understand, and the devil especially doesn't understand."

So Elaine smiled, because she already knew that this was exactly what she needed to do by Qi Xing's side, the role that belonged only to her to play in the symphony of life.

This was something Satan would never be able to do, nor would he ever know.

"A person who is alone and has no attachments might be strong."

"But only those who carry responsibility will be the victors."

"Because tyrants trample on those who love them, and because the devil scorns her own creation."

"So even though they possess the entire world, they remain all alone."

After speaking, Elaine glanced at Qi Xing's shadow, showing her utmost contempt for the devil hiding within it. Because what Qi Xing needed was her, not the devil.

Qi Xing was still surprised. He was too dense; he likely hadn't yet understood the meaning of these words. But that didn't matter; Elaine didn't intend to stop at this half-baked point.

After this battle ended—she wouldn't be saying such leisurely words. This wasn't something a nun should do—but it didn't matter.

Who cared about time or place? The moment of realization was the best time. She wanted to pierce through this paper in the most straightforward way. No more hesitation, no more procrastination. No more making excuses. It was now. Only now.

"Commander Gwendolyn and the others might not be able to trust you so quickly. But I trust you, and I believe you will make the right decision."

"I believe this is not a slaughter between the [Silver Coin Messenger] and the Demon King of the World, but a battle between a hero and a monster."

Elaine took a deep breath, "Because I like you."

054: Pure Love War God Rep-Man

Three hundred miles south of Rome, the ruins of the ancient city of Herculaneum.

This was a place where time seemed to have solidified. An ancient Roman world frozen for two thousand years. As dawn broke, the surrounding world remained quiet and solemn. This ancient city, sleeping beneath volcanic ash, still retained traces of its former glory. On the streets paved with ancient stone slabs, the subtle wear on the surface of the stones and the mottled dust bore witness to the passage of countless days and nights and the changes that had occurred.

Looking along the street, the ruins of once magnificent residences were still faintly discernible. The walls of the houses preserved colorful murals; although the colors had been washed away by time, the exquisite and elegant compositions still allowed one to feel the luxury and refinement of ancient Roman aristocratic life. Beautiful mosaic floors emitted a faint glow, and every colored stone whispered stories of past banquets and amusements.

Because this was Herculaneum, once a seaside resort for the elite of ancient Roman high society. And now, all of this was under the seal of volcanic ash, becoming an eternal, static image. This was a remnant left in the modern world from the world before the [Christianity Era]. Perhaps for this reason, [Black Spartacus] Romani Domingo particularly liked this place.

This morning, he had entered the ancient city early, looking up and gazing towards the north. Because Romanie's power allowed him to sense in advance—the person he had long been waiting for had finally arrived!

However, he certainly had not anticipated the way the other party would pay him a visit. The sky, just touched by the dawn, was suddenly torn apart by an even more blinding light.

A huge and strange object was streaking across the sky with lightning speed. The blue and white flames erupting from its tail danced wildly in the dawn, emitting a deafening roar. It was an AGM-86B cruise missile from the NATO military. The six-meter-long monster, with its nuclear warhead replaced by high-energy explosives, was thundering straight toward Romanie's location at a speed of eight hundred kilometers per hour.

In an instant, the huge shadow of the missile had already cast itself upon him. He could feel the scorching air current brought by the flames and could even smell the scent of burning metal in the air. For a moment, [Black Spartacus] couldn't help but laugh aloud: "Master Leipu, you really know how to play!"

Because what truly made Romanie marvel was not actually the destructive power of this missile. What was far more powerful than this missile was the person who was actually standing on top of the speeding missile. He wore a simple yet dignified white coat, like a god of war, exuding an incomparably powerful aura, dominating and driving this steel beast, ruling the entire sky with his own powerful will. What was far, far stronger than the cruise missile was—his power.

Romani Domingo. Experience the power of God. "BOOM—"

In an instant, incandescent light exploded on the ground. It was as if a small sun had suddenly been born in the ruins of the ancient city. The light devoured everything first. Then, the shockwave swung like a giant hammer, carrying the violent power to destroy everything, sweeping out with the force of a thunderbolt. The ancient stone pillars were instantly shattered into dust, sturdy walls collapsed in all directions like fragile sand, and the air seemed to be compressed into a solid, crazily sweeping in all directions with crimson and orange flames intertwined.

High temperatures scorched the air; even the stone slabs that had been buried by volcanic ash for a thousand years shattered in the extreme heat wave, turning into fragments flying all over the sky, like death flowers blooming in the flames!

[Rep-Man] leapt up, taking advantage of the blast, and used his astonishing power to resist the raging fire. He could face the impact force that would make it impossible for ordinary people to survive without being harmed in the slightest. Romani Domingo was the same.

"Welcome to my base, [Master Leipu]! You really have brought such a big firework!" He walked out of the fire clouds like a god rising from hell, opening his arms to welcome Qi Xing, and grinned, "Your aura has changed a lot now! Have you finally found your desire?"

Good question. This guy Romanie was truly sensitive to the point of being a little perverted! How was Qi Xing going to answer? How did Romanie think he would answer? The answer was, he didn't answer.

"Thunder Fist!" An incomparably powerful punch struck like a thunderbolt, exploding with a roar! The momentum of this punch was even more violent, more domineering, and more fierce than thunder! And with Romanie making no attempt to dodge, this punch was delivered heavily into his stomach, sending those bullshit words, along with his entire body, flying!!

"Hahaha!" He flew out, spinning and laughing, flipping horizontally as he flew out, smashing through ten ancient houses, and was submerged in the debris of broken walls. But the next second, he floated back like mist, seemingly unscathed. Damn that Brahma-blessed immortality.

"What a strong punch! It's twice as powerful as before! I guess you've finally liberated yourself from the mundane affairs of those ants?" He laughed as he clapped and returned, asking with great interest, "Or is it that you also killed all that troublesome trash before coming here?"

After speaking, he waved his hand toward the surroundings. It turned out that in this ancient city ruin, in all directions, the long-dead corpses of the Black Voodoo warriors were scattered, and were now being burned by the fire ignited by the missile explosion.

"A mere duel would belittle our status. Let's use the ruins of this thousand-year-old city and the corpses of these ants as sacrifices for our world-shaking battle!" "Only you and I can be so reckless! My kind, my brother! You should also give me a smile, shouldn't you?"

The flames gradually subsided, and black smoke churned and rose toward the sky, as if covering the ancient city once again with a funeral song of death. The ancient city ruins, which had weathered a thousand years of wind and rain, were actually going to be completely destroyed because of the prelude to their battle—it wasn't even the aftermath of the actual fight—and Romanie naturally couldn't help but laugh. Using a missile—he had actually forced the Holy See to urgently obtain a NATO cruise missile and blew up a historical site without a second thought! Such recklessness could, of course, only be done by people like them. Weren't they two the same kind through and through?

Therefore, Qi Xing, who had been silent until now, finally spoke. "Wrong. I am not you." Indeed, unlike the loud and laughing Romanie, Qi Xing's attitude seemed very calm and composed. "I will not kill or abandon those who love and respect me."

While speaking, Qi Xing's offensive did not stop at all. With a shake of both hands, ten bolts of lightning sped through the air, bombarding Romanie wildly! The same lightning as before, these were still the [Five Thunders Demon-Slaying Blade] that Qi Xing could unleash at will. However, its power now was stronger, fiercer, and more terrifying than usual!

To have such a huge improvement overnight, this absolutely could not be some new technique he had realized. Obviously, at least in Romanie's view, there was only one explanation for this sudden increase in strength—he had found and clearly seen his own desire, and further pushed the power of the silver coin. This was the source of their strength as [Silver Coin Messenger].

Romanie dodged Qi Xing's lightning blade and continued to observe him with great interest, pondering Qi Xing's desire and source of power. He could see that Qi Xing's heart was beating faster than usual, and the blood throughout his body was accelerating. While calm in speech and indifferent in expression, in reality, he was also very excited. What was he excited about?

"But you still came, [Master Leipu], you came all alone, which makes me feel very gratified." Romanie grinned, "I was a little worried that if you brought the experts of the Holy See and came in a swarm, that would be such an insult to our decisive battle. But you didn't." "You also came to enjoy this battle, you also abandoned those pieces of trash and came by yourself, craving the joy of slaughtering me, just like me!"

These words finally caused a sudden change in the expression of the seemingly calm Qi Xing. But this time he was not angry. He was not even embarrassed. He did not even have the fear of being told his true thoughts. This time, Qi Xing smiled instead, a smile that couldn't help but slide onto the corners of his mouth… a very disgusting smile.

"Wrong, completely wrong, black guy—I didn't come alone." What? This sentence finally startled Romanie slightly. In an instant, he released all his perception, all his spiritual vision and insight, sweeping in all directions—and of course, there was no one else there. Qi Xing had indeed come alone.

No way, [Master Leipu]? Are you going to tell a lie that will be immediately exposed just to be quick with your tongue? You wouldn't be that low, would you? Perhaps noticing Romanie's strange gaze, Qi Xing continued to speak—and his next sentence finally truly shocked Romanie!

"I came with the expectations of those who trust me and love me." Qi Xing said. Although he tried hard to appear very solemn and serious, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. He was smiling. A smug, disgusting smile!

Romanie had never imagined that [Master Leipu] would reveal such a strange smile on his face; for a moment, he was even a little stunned. What kind of smile was this? This was a smile that Romanie Domingo would not understand. —It was the smug smile that only a virgin who had lived two lifetimes could reveal after just being confessed to by a beautiful girl!!

"Hehehe… Hahaha… Hahaha!" Qi Xing could no longer suppress the laughter in his heart! What was surging in his chest was not the killing intent and combat thrill in the face of Romanie, but the joy that made his blood boil and run. Just thinking about Elaine's slightly flushed, shy cheeks an hour ago, and the light of both shyness and expectation flickering in her downcast eyes, Qi Xing's heart accelerated, beating with an indescribable speed.

All of the uneasiness and fear had disappeared. Now he felt—he could do anything! He could tie his legs and outrun a Formula One car, he could win a tug-of-war against seven billion people, he could even shoot down the sun with a slingshot!

Sensing that something was wrong, Romanie immediately delivered a fierce war-dance axe kick. His kick was like a collapsing mountain, smashing straight toward Qi Xing's face! But somehow, Qi Xing was able to force out an even more powerful and unmatched punch, perfectly blocking Romanie's kick, and with a backhand, delivered a Thunder Fist with twelve percent of his power, hitting Romanie straight on the bridge of his nose!

Even with the Brahma-blessed immortality, Romanie's body was still uncontrollably blasted away by the punch, crashing through one, two, ten—completely crashing through the entire ancient city! Leaving human-shaped holes in the walls of half the city ruins, he was blasted through the ground like a meteor by the Thunder Fist, smashing out a deep pit! Gravel splattered, the shockwave spread around like a hurricane, instantly even blowing out the fire caused by the missile explosion!

"Hahaha! Your war dance is nothing but a kitten's claws to me now!"