However, Serie had some questions.
If Saint Martan was like this, then the Black Queen, who was based here and also had a large number of anomalous members...
Chloe seemed to notice her confusion and quickly explained: "Don't misunderstand! We are not in cahoots... The Black Queen is actually an armed organization that emerged to resist the Saint Martan regime."
"This path is difficult and dangerous, which is why I wanted to find you..." Chloe's eyes drifted to the side, and her voice lowered. "Of course, if you know this and don't want to join us... that's fine too."
"After all, your resurrection, for us children who grew up hearing your legends, is in itself an inspiration."
Serie raised an eyebrow.
To be honest, she really didn't like to cause trouble, let alone inexplicably go against an entire state machine.
Although this Saint Martan sounded very inhumane, Serie was currently barely able to protect herself, so how could she have the energy to help others?
However, she would not be afraid or shrink back because of this.
One must know that danger often also means opportunity.
Please, she was the Witch of Annihilation from the prophecy.
She was super brave, alright?
How could she be afraid of a mere small American country?
So, it wasn't too late to observe first, and besides... Centipede and Toad were in Saint Martan, and she still needed to find a spatial anchor point for Rabbit Hole there so that Billie and Zoya could come here to complete their mission.
What kind of situation was it to flee at the last minute now?
Thus, Serie gave Chloe a reassuring look and let out two 'aows,' signifying that she was not afraid.
Chloe felt a sense of relief, understanding that this was the Saint Martan people's own battle.
It was a kindness if others helped her, and their duty if they didn't; there was nothing to force.
However, if Serie, or rather Goluthos, was willing to help her, Chloe was naturally extremely grateful.
Tarak, sitting in the cockpit, suddenly turned his head, gave Serie a hearty laugh, and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, Goluthos! I knew you were a true man like me!"
Serie and Chloe were both stunned at the same time.
Was this... a compliment to her?
Probably.
Serie forcibly suppressed the urge to complain.
However, what Tarak said... was not wrong either.
"My sister also joined the Black Queen, and she was the one who introduced Miss Chloe to me, although I had no idea what that organization did before." Tarak's eyes drifted into the distance, lost in thought.
"But after spending time together these past few days, I can feel that my sister must be doing the right thing, so I also want to contribute."
Tarak spoke nicely, but his eyes had already drifted to Chloe.
Where this "contribution" truly intended to go... was worth pondering.
Chloe returned a polite smile: "Thank you, you are a good brother."
"Victoria will be very happy to know you can come."
Tarak chuckled, rubbed his nose, and didn't take the bait.
A brief silence fell in the cabin, filled only by the roar of the engine.
The three seemed to be immersed in the anticipation of arriving at the Black Queen's headquarters...
But just then, a sudden change occurred!
Outside the cabin, without warning, a sharp, ear-splitting shriek rang out!
A deafening and terrifying explosion suddenly erupted below the helicopter!
The violent shockwave, like an invisible giant hammer, slammed fiercely into the aircraft!
The whole world instantly spun upside down!
"It's an airstrike! Hold on!"
Chloe screamed amidst the violent tumbling, desperately turning her head to confirm Serie's condition.
However--
On Serie's seat, only the seatbelt dangled in the air.
No... where is she?
Where is my big Goluthos?!
Chloe's face instantly turned pale.
Had Goluthos... already been thrown out?!
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