Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1276 - 130: Before Going Astray, Diverging Paths (Part 2)

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"Alandia? Big brother? Orianna?"

Heavy rumbling sounds echoed consecutively, the impact of the Majestic Fury Seal cleared all the mist and buildings around the youth. Gongsun Ce called out during the attack, but he received no reply.

This mist was as thick as the Spirit Prison Realm reappearing, no matter how the Majestic Fury Seal and Tribulation Flame attacked, after shattering a layer of thread buildings, it was the same layer of thread all over again. He seemed to be trapped in an infinitely layered cage, no matter how many walls he broke through, he would sigh in front of the next wall.

"A bifurcated life..."

Gongsun Ce temporarily restrained his offensive, cautiously advancing in the mist with his senses. This skill separated the positions of the four, without Orianna’s support he couldn’t freely wield his power as before. He thought to himself that Situ Yi hadn’t appeared yet, he must have some scheme, judging by the name of that skill, it’s probably another disgusting mind game, the more so, the more he must be wary.

As the mist gradually dissipated, it revealed the simple and elegant blue-roofed white walls, conservatively dressed people coming and going, the morning sunlight carried a hint of the winter’s cold taste. He arrived at Supibia, the kingdom’s capital four years ago. Gongsun Ce tightened his nerves, alert to the crisis coming at any moment.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat, a silhouette of the female knight flashed at the crossroads ahead. The morning wind blowing her silver hair, a familiar side profile sharp as a sword’s gleam, the deerstalker hat disappearing into the crowd as it flashed by. Gongsun Ce hurriedly ran over, reaching out to grab her shoulder: "Alandia! Are you alright—"

His hand was intercepted midway, Alandia turned around, her gray eyes as calm as ever.

"This is quite rude, sir." she said, "May I ask who you are?"

Gongsun Ce awkwardly withdrew his hand, nervously pinching the hem of his clothes, avoiding her gaze: "No, sorry, I just... wanted to get acquainted..." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The silver-haired woman’s gaze swept over him. "And I don’t want to know you." she said. She walked away, her boots tapping on the pavement as they echoed, Gongsun Ce reached out to her departing figure, opened his mouth to say something but couldn’t utter the words.

"What the hell, self-righteous woman! React like this to a simple greeting, if I stay in the capital for two months I won’t worry about romantic encounters, who needs you!"

Finally, Gongsun Ce angrily kicked the wall on the street side, grumbling as he turned to walk away, like a petty street punk. While cursing, he felt a bit anxious, as if he was wasting time.

He really had a task, right? He had to hurry and find...

"I need to find Alandia..."

Black-clad, black-haired Gongsun Ce stood on the streets of the capital, scratching his head in confusion.

"Who is Alandia...?"

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[In Supibia four years ago, I didn’t form any bonds worth mentioning.

The members of the Knight Order were all upright people, but they couldn’t understand superpower users, and I had no intention of engaging in deeper interaction with them. Maintaining a usual way of negotiation, conducting ordinary communication while keeping a distance, this was beneficial for both myself and others.

Initially, when I found out that woman was the Dawn Knight, I had a small fanciful notion, maybe I could leverage her status for further interaction. However, a notion is ultimately just a notion, my escort task was handled by Knight Rakael, and I spent two months at his house chatting about animation and games. This is the normal development. Having the high-up Dawn Knight personally act as the escort for a superpower user, such fanciful things don’t happen in reality.

People living in different worlds have no reason to know each other.]

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Amidst the mist appeared fleeting handwriting, belonging to the summer story of a boy that progressed along a logical and meticulous thread. But Gongsun Ce didn’t know this, he walked through the streets of the capital looking at the Knight Order’s headquarters in the distance, feeling slightly perplexed.

It seemed something important was forgotten, he should hurry to do something, but what exactly is it...

"Heh heh heh, what are you thinking?"

Gongsun Ce’s shoulder was bumped, causing him to stagger to the left, triggering a furious scream.

"Sir, you stepped on me!"

Jane Della fumed, her emerald eyes seemed to shoot fire, Gongsun Ce awkwardly waved his hand: "Sorry, sorry, the capital is crowded and harried, didn’t notice the little country girl at my feet..."

"Who are you calling a country girl?!" Jane screamed, swinging a fist, Gongsun Ce pulled a funny face. "A violent woman who swings fists is a country girl!" "Gongsun Ce, stop right there!"

Gongsun Ce mischievously dodged to the right, using the tall woman who bumped him earlier as a shield. The tall woman gracefully like a ballerina spun half a circle, positioned herself alongside Jane, trapping him in between, reverting to their previous positions. Her green hair fluttered elegantly, tickling Gongsun Ce’s nose.

"It’s all your fault, Hyde!" Gongsun Ce wrongfully accused.

"A little boy daydreaming while blaming me, huh." Kerky whistled, "What are you thinking, so distracted, with two beautiful girls accompanying you on a date and still not satisfied."

"It’s hard for you to call helping an old fool deliver material a date." Gongsun Ce ignored the yelling from the side (Jane was repeatedly insisting it’s not a date), he sighed: "It’s nothing... Just feel like there’s something I should be doing, but I can’t remember what it is."

"I ask you to wake up, is there something for us to do?"

Kerky tapped the ground with her toes spinning half a circle, in a graceful pose sat on the long bench by the roadside, she pointed to each of them in turn: "Myself, one of the many apprentices of Resurrection Mage, daily work involves little more than serving tea; dear Ms. Della, the vase associate of the Dawn Knight, primarily tasked with clapping and cheering; you, the nominal assistant of the Celestial Hero, mostly responsible for completing promotion tasks with your tongue. Us good sisters of the useless combination stink with similar minds, now with your addition, we are reinforced as a mud stain on the white walls of the capital that’s impossible to clear away!"