My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 171 - 124: Torrential Rain, Tokyo, Bloody Storm Auction (9)_3

Chapter 171: Chapter 124: Torrential Rain, Tokyo, Bloody Storm Auction (9)_3

Blue Arc convulsed as if in a seizure, then slowly climbed off the body of the bodyguard, exhausted, and collapsed onto the floor of the auction house.

He stared blankly upwards, his confused gaze taking in the auction house littered with corpses, as seen from beneath his shattered helmet.

All around were bodies of bodyguards... horizontal, vertical, bodies sliced in half, and the thought that Su Zimai might be among them ignited the panic in his heart instantly.

Burning to the extreme.

"Where is Xiaomai..." He struggled to stand up, muttering in shock, "Where is Xiaomai..."

Lan Duoduo turned to look at the blood-soaked Blue Arc, murmuring, "Oh dear, someone’s lost their way."

"Then let’s send him off." Bloodline tilted his head and smiled.

Xia Pingzhou and Ayase Origami remained silent.

At this moment, Anluns, with half his face remaining, stepped through the wooden door, raised a billiard cue, picked up an air billiard ball, and aimed at Blue Arc’s back;

Andrew set up a sniper rifle in the Mirror World, aiming at the Blue Arc kneeling on the ground;

Ayase Origami fluttered thousands of paper butterflies from his sleeves, dancing forward relentlessly;

Bloodline used blood to form a longbow in mid-air, drawing the blood-red arrows.

"Ah... poor Mr. Blue Arc, can’t even protect a single person, and now he’s going to lose his own life too." Bloodline said mockingly.

"Tell me, you tell me... Where is Xiaomai?"

Blue Arc lowered his head, looking bleakly at the blood-soaked floor, not someone else’s blood... but the fresh blood flowing from his pierced abdomen, like a fountain, staining the shattered armor red.

His helmet could no longer conceal his face, but the blood covered his cheeks, making his expression appear less pathetic.

"Tell me! Where is Xiaomai—!"

He glanced at the blood dripping from his hand, then suddenly looked up, hysterically screaming.

In the dead silence, only one member answered his question.

Xia Pingzhou paused for a moment: "The person you mentioned... she left."

Blue Arc was at first stunned. Moments later, his frantic expression suddenly calmed down, and he slowly lowered his gaze.

For that second, countless thoughts flashed through Gu Qiye’s mind.

Is Xiaomai still alive...

That’s good...

I am about to die, am I...

Really, there’s no real feeling at all.

It’s a shame... hadn’t even joined Rainbow Wings, to clear up the truth behind mom’s death.

If, if that day... the day mom died, I had already awakened my superpower.

Could I have saved her?

If I could have run a little faster, just a bit faster, could I have saved her?

Perhaps then this family wouldn’t have ended up like this?

But mom is already dead.

No matter who is in danger, they will be someone else’s family, someone else’s loved ones.

If they die, a family collapses, their children are so pitiful...

Just like mom.

If I had saved mom, then I wouldn’t have watched her die in front of me, dad wouldn’t have become like this...

My siblings would grow up healthy and happy in a good environment, not facing a drunken father every day, as if... constantly reminding them, reminding them, that mom is gone... never coming back.

I have the ability to stop others from becoming like me, then why shouldn’t I do it?

Saving one less person may lead to someone grieving for a loved one, may lead to a broken family...

So... if I can’t save everyone, what kind of hero am I?

But...

But ah...

I saved so many people.

In the end...

Who will come to save me?

Father still never looked at me, my siblings too, mom will not return.

Yes... who will come to save me.

No one will... come to save me.

Thinking of this, Blue Arc’s eyelids were pressed close by the blood flowing from his forehead.

He knelt on the ground, his arms hanging like cut reeds, sighed relaxedly, tugging at his blood-stained lips, and slowly closed his heavy eyelids.

However... just at this silent moment, a sudden toll of a bell sounded within the auction hall.

The loud pealing of the bell fell, and it was as if the whole world fell silent for an instant, like London’s Big Ben ringing at midnight.

At this moment, a gigantic clock tower suddenly stood directly in front of Blue Arc, the hour hand spinning swiftly, pausing for a moment at the top of "12".

Noon has arrived.

At this instant, time around began to slowly stop, be it the incoming blood-red arrow, the myriad paper butterflies, the air billiard’s trajectory...

Everything slowly halted, frozen mid-air, even the hint of astonishment on the faces of the members around remained untouched.

Then, a pitch-black figure broke through the still world, abruptly appearing before Blue Arc.

Blue Arc blinked, and in a daze, looked up to see the silhouette of a man wearing a blood-red Z-shaped respirator mask, draped in a black cloak.

"He is..."

Before he could finish saying his name, Blue Arc’s voice halted in his throat, his eyelids shut completely.

Simultaneously, Ghost Bell slowly lifted his head, his hoarse metallic voice echoing from behind the mask, almost growling word by word:

"Touch him... and I’ll slay all of you."

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