novelraw Chapter 607 523: Night of Thorns and Poisoned Trials (8)
Chapter 607 523: Night of Thorns and Poisoned Trials (8)
Chichu Chun, before her reason broke loose, used the last of her strength to sweep out her scythe, forcing back all the soldiers trying to control her. She grabbed with both hands and astonishingly lifted a tank, hurling it far away, where it exploded with a bang and turned into scrap metal.
The swarm surrounded her, protecting her in the center, driving away and biting the soldiers approaching, shielding the girl with their bodies from bombardments and heavy firepower.
"Don't come near...me!"
Chichu Chun roared hoarsely like a caged beast. She could no longer sense the presence of the Syndicate nearby. Maybe she had killed all the Syndicate, whether ordinary soldiers or senior officers, or even commanders above the rank of colonel.
Perhaps they had already left the battlefield upon sensing danger. She had done everything she could, and now it was time for her judgment.
"Make the judgment quickly, Patriarch." Rosetta's elite urged.
Thistle Xuedong did not respond. She took off her coat, ignored the obstruction of the people beside her, and walked straight through the blockade, arriving in front of Chichu Chun. Initially sensing her presence, the girl showed extreme resistance, repeatedly swinging her scythe and warning, like a child afraid of reprimand from the Patriarch. But as that familiar scent approached her, Chichu Chun's aura gradually became less manic.
The massive body slowly knelt to the ground, her head hanging low. The once-clean face had long been obscured by dust and fire. Her long hair cascaded down, brushing past her face, then falling to her cheeks. She lifted her dim eyes slightly and tried to smile.
"How did I do?"
"I killed all those guys, it won't happen again, at least not in Nightmare City's military district."
The troops stationed in Nightmare City surrounded them. Thistle Xuedong looked at Chichu Chun's monstrous form. She slowly reached out, touching the face obscured by dust and fire, while the latter lowered her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I seem to have messed everything up."
"Do it, everyone's watching. Don't make my brother look too bad. The pressure on his shoulders is really heavy, right?"
"A little girl who hasn't even grown all her hair, pretending to be magnanimous." Thistle Xuedong said coldly.
Chichu Chun raised her eyes in a daze, rain threads brushed past the woman's graceful and resolute face, sliding from her nose to her lips. The other silently watched her; when talking about the Insect Race, the woman always showed disgust, but when she examined Chichu Chun's twisted insect body now, Thistle Xuedong was quite calm.
"As if saying you're not afraid of death makes you truly unafraid. Your brother will surely be implicated because of this, and you can't escape judgment easily. Whether it's disobeying military orders or your out-of-control behavior, you must give the outside world an explanation. Be prepared to face severe punishment."
"But that's a matter for later. Say you don't want to die, then come back with me."
Behind the woman was a vast army; the black muzzles all pointed at this place. She fished an honor medal out from her bosom, seemingly prepared for the girl.
"Chichu Qiu once handed me this medal, I didn't plan on giving it to you. But at least tonight, you deserve this medal."
These words undoubtedly struck the softest chord in the girl's heart, her nose became sour, and tears flowed uncontrollably. First came gentle whimpering, then sobbing, and finally she wept loudly.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to die...I'm so scared, I'm really scared, I'm afraid of pain, I'm so afraid of dying."
"I know I've done many wrong things, Sister Xue, criticize me or punish me, just don't let them act, okay? I still have many games to play, and I want to go back and meet everyone again, but I don't want my brother to be so embarrassed."
"What nonsense."
Thistle Xuedong didn't know whether to be serious or laugh, but seeing the girl regain clarity, her expression softened. After all, despite being tempered by trials and the baptism of war, the other was just a child who hadn't matured yet. If not for the world's state, at her age she shouldn't even be on such a battlefield.
"If anything goes wrong for you later, my judgment isn't irrelevant, and I will also be severely punished because of your issues. Be serious."
Chichu Chun nodded with red eyes.
Amid thousands of eyes, Thistle Xuedong solemnly picked up the medal, intending to hand it to the girl. From somewhere came the roar of artillery fire, a sudden sense of unease exploded in Thistle Xuedong's heart.
In front of the woman, the shell directly hit Chichu Chun's chest. Flames rose slowly, this blazing red fire swallowed the girl's face, baking away her tears.
Chichu Chun slowly widened her eyes, her chest blasted into collapse, flesh and blood flew, exposing the white bones. Her entire left arm flew into the sky, left half of the body was so horribly injured only the skeleton remained.
She staggered back a few steps, her massive body swayed on the brink of falling, and more shells exploded on her. Unprepared, Chichu Chun's spider abdomen was blasted into a hole, spider legs blown away, losing mobility, unable to escape under continuous fire suppression, she could only curl her body, with her only remaining right arm blocking in front to withstand the shelling.
Pain instantly stripped her reason away; she lost control again, struggling and roaring to rush out, yet forced to retreat by artillery fire, she used her remaining reason to suppress the riotous insect swarm, letting them guard by her side and endure the heavy fire bombardment.
The girl's weak cries were drowned out by deafening explosions.
"What are you doing!" Thistle Xuedong turned angrily, her face like a ferocious lion.
"Why did you open fire without my orders!?"
"Who, who was it?!"
She drew the saber from her waist and quickly locked onto her target, aggressively intending to slash at the leader of Wings of Liberation.
No one dared to stop Thistle Xuedong in this state, but Lei Ye, the leader of Wings of Liberation, merely glanced calmly at the blade resting on his throat, then at the woman, his eyes showing no fear.
"Patriarch, this is the top order from above. The higher-ups informed me that once I judged Chichu Chun as having lost control of her actions, I had the right to order my subordinates to act to execute her."
"Higher-ups, damn which higher-ups, I am the Patriarch of the Xuedong family, I order you to cease fire!" Thistle Xuedong roared.
At this moment, a private communication from a young man made Thistle Xuedong freeze.
"Thistle, I'm the one who approved the action of Wings of Liberation, do not make things difficult for them."
Upon hearing clearly Chichu Qiu's voice, Thistle Xuedong's anger further ignited.
"Damn you, Chichu Qiu, has your brain been * by insects, that's your sister, are you going to kill her with your own hands for that damn Patriarch position?"
Thistle Xuedong no longer cared about appearances, her anger made her like a lioness protecting her cub. If the young man were in front of her, she would definitely pounce and bite the other's throat off.
She didn't understand why not long ago Chichu Qiu hoped she could save Chichu Chun, yet within just a few hours his thoughts underwent a revolutionary change, making such a cold-blooded decision.
"This is a choice without an alternative..."
"How did I never notice how hypocritical you are, you damned bastard!"
"Thistle, calm down, this is a battlefield."
"Calm your ass, Chichu Qiu, I'm telling you, if Chun dies, I promise I'll first go to Chichu Mansion to kill you, bury you with her, just watch if I can do it!"