Robin remained silent.
She had no intention of accepting the proposal of the strange black robed man in front of her.
Not to mention that this guy did not even dare to show his face, his so called ideal of wishing happiness for others was nothing more than words spoken casually.
Robin glanced at Nero and felt that she could not let this child be taken away by this person.
Otherwise, who knew what this strange guy would do to him.
"What happened to us, you did it, didn't you?" Robin asked.
"That's right. So only I can help you get out of this situation."
The black robed man admitted it openly, which surprised Robin.
Then the black robed man continued, "To be honest, Miss Robin, my purpose is not to harm you. I only want to recover this fragment."
"However, this fragment is different from the previous ones. He has developed his own will and is no longer walking on the same path as the god. He has become ugly."
"I previously tried relatively gentler methods, but I failed. He is much harder to deal with than expected, so I had no choice but to use this approach."
The black robed man spoke in a tone like reciting a hymn, yet his voice was full of confidence and pride.
From this attitude, Robin could read some other information.
For example, this guy who would not even show his face was not lying. His personality and belief made him honest, because that was a virtue.
He truly wished for everyone to be happy, but that happiness referred to what he believed happiness should be...
'Mirror Holder...'
Robin had already guessed the identity of the black robed man in front of her.
'So this person is actually a part of the Aeon of Beauty?'
Robin looked at Nero in surprise.
At this moment, the black robed man spoke again, "Miss Robin, I promise you that after the recovery is completed, everything will return to normal. Please do not worry."
Robin pressed her lips together and had already begun praying to Xipe in her heart, hoping that the radiance of Harmony could break the current situation.
However...
"Where is the money... I've worked for so long, where is my money?"
"When can I save enough to redeem my daughter? Is my daughter doing okay?"
"I kind of miss home... what's the point of running around with the ship every day?"
"What exactly happened? Will I die here? I don't want to die yet..."
"Damn it! Damn it! It's so noisy! Everyone should die!"
Robin heard countless messy, chaotic voices filled with confusion and extreme emotions.
The black robed man in front of her seemed to have already expected this scene and said calmly, "As you can see, not everyone is favored by the gods, nor can everyone be absolutely devout."
"For ordinary people, what matters most is what they can see in front of them, everything that concerns themselves."
"I dislike some people in the Knights of Beauty, but in terms of loyalty and devotion to the god, they are worthy of praise just like us."
"The recovery plan will not stop. I hope you will not waste your effort. Excessive anxiety and anger are not beautiful. Please smile."
Robin did not say a word.
Bang!
The door to the room was suddenly pushed open.
A strange figure wearing a suit appeared at the doorway and rushed in.
The suit on that person had completely fused with his flesh. Hard hair like steel needles had grown on his body. His hands had turned into sharp claws, stained with blood the same color as his crimson eyes.
Nero was still trying his best to capture the paths of those beams of light in the room. Tingyun reacted quickly, pulling out her six bone folding fan and striking the monster's face, knocking him to the ground.
The beautiful Foxian envoy was not only good at talking. When necessary, she could strike without hesitation.
Nero's gaze followed the path of the light he saw and finally landed on the mirror on the wall. At last, he saw a familiar figure inside the mirror.
It looked like the guy he had beaten up in a dream last time?
Nero did not hesitate. He stepped forward and kicked the mirror, shattering it.
However...
Nero blinked and still saw the black robed man.
So he acted again. Power surged out and ground all the mirror fragments on the floor into dust.
Now he could no longer see the reflected path from the mirror, but the black robed man was still in his field of vision, as if standing on the wall in the corridor outside.
Nero shook his head. He knew the other party was definitely not on that wall, just like when Robin saw someone earlier but he and Tingyun saw nothing.
This guy was definitely somewhere else.
But before Nero could think further, the other party spoke first.
"No need to look. Right now, I am in your crystalline lenses. Are you going to stab your own eyes blind?"
Zhou Xing was listening to Captain Qingping's story when something else suddenly caught his attention.
He turned his head to look outside and saw only the endless deep space of the universe.
But did something just pass by?
Such an abnormality made Zhou Xing alert.
However, before Zhou Xing could report his discovery to Qingping beside him, he suddenly felt a chill in his right leg, followed by intense pain.
Zhou Xing lowered his head and saw a long blade piercing through his right leg, blood already flowing out.
Then the young Cloud Knight raised his head. His breathing suddenly stopped, and his eyes widened abruptly.
A horrifying change was happening before his eyes.
Zhou Xing saw that the body of the Captain Qingping he respected was rapidly changing. His body began to lose color, and then branch like structures grew out from within him, wrapping around him.
Through the gaps, Zhou Xing could only catch a glimpse of a pair of completely irrational, crazy eyes.
But the change did not stop there...
Those grown branches and armor began to change again, fitting tightly to Qingping's body and turning into terrifying, indestructible scales. The long blade in his hand fused with his body, eventually growing into claw like fangs of a similar shape.
This senior Cloud Knight's body rapidly expanded, and from a human shape began to approach that of a beast.
Even so, at first glance, he still looked like a warrior in heavy armor rather than some terrifying monster.
It was just that his weapon and his armor had become part of his body, no longer equipment taken from outside.
'Mara?'
This thought immediately appeared in Zhou Xing's mind.
But he quickly dismissed it.
Because he often traveled with the merchant group and went to many places, besides training his martial skills, Zhou Xing had also learned a lot of miscellaneous knowledge.
The change in Qingping before his eyes gradually matched some records in his mind.
'This is not Mara...'
'It's more like an Omen!'
In the past, he had talked with a Knight of Beauty, who told him the story of fighting a former friend who had fallen into becoming an Omen.
In that story, the Omen was far more terrifying than Captain Qingping looked now...
And because of that conversation, Zhou Xing knew that when people like them stepped onto the Path of Beauty, they would often go through the "Trial of Beauty."
Some people, because their will was not firm enough or their obsession was too deep, would change due to the blessing cast by Beauty.
Their own obsession would drive them mad, and that madness would cause them to fall into becoming an Omen.
Even so, Zhou Xing had never heard of someone being able to make others fall into becoming an Omen.
Zhou Xing had no time to think further.
Qingping had already pulled out the long blade in his hand and slashed down toward his face.
It was so fast that Zhou Xing did not even have time to draw his weapon. His hand had just touched the hilt when the blade was already pressed against his face.
But there was no pain of being cut as he expected.
When Zhou Xing, who had closed his eyes in fear, opened them again, he was stunned to find that Qingping's left hand was gripping his own right hand tightly.
Qingping had stopped the strike that could have sent Zhou Xing to his death.
Qingping looked at the hole in Zhou Xing's right leg, and in his barely maintained clarity, a trace of understanding flashed through his mind.
'Heh... the same position, the same splash of blood, as if it were a beautiful scene carefully designed by someone.'
So that was why the enemies back then kept increasing and becoming harder to deal with. It turned out it was not just Abundance abominations...
In Qingping's vision, he could now see some kind of indescribable power.
That power moved around the root of Zhou Xing's thigh, twisting the wound, and in the end turned the bleeding gap into a blooming iris.
Just like the scar on his own right leg...