Chapter 74: Can This Dagger Kill You?

Chapter Seventy-Four: Can This Dagger Kill You?

Rose’s gaze immediately focused on the figure in the video. This was now her spiritual anchor, the person she could never forget. Watching Yun Yang cleave through a warship with a single sword, her eyes shimmered with brilliance. Seeing Yun Yang’s overwhelming strength on screen, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride, as if sharing in his glory. He was no longer an ordinary man in need of her rescue, but a super warrior capable of defending his homeland and destroying enemy ships—he was the one she, Du Rose, had chosen.

Watching Yun Yang cut down his foes as effortlessly as chopping vegetables, Rose had already tossed aside Morgana’s so-called bad news, the corners of her lips lifting into a faint smile.

A demon, noticing Rose’s blooming smile, nudged the demon next to him and whispered, “So Rose can smile too—she’s actually pretty when she does.”

“Pretty or not, it doesn’t matter. She belongs to the Queen,” the demon replied.

“Yeah, you’re right. What a waste.”

“Waste? Just imagine the scene—how exciting would that be?”

“...”

As the demons whispered among themselves, the video reached its end. Yun Yang had already taken down the ninth escort ship. But then, a direct hit from the main cannon erased the smile from Rose’s face.

That was a main cannon blast—taking it head-on with just his body? Not even a god could withstand that.

Seeing Rose bury her head, shoulders trembling, Morgana felt an inexplicable ache in her heart. She signaled the demons to leave and quietly sat down beside Rose, pulling her into an embrace and gently patting her back, as if that could ease her pain.

“Why show me this? Why give me hope? No wonder you’re a demon,” Rose choked out, resting her hands on Morgana’s shoulders.

“No, no, Rose, that’s not what I meant!” Morgana, realizing her attempt at comfort had backfired miserably, hurriedly tried to explain.

Her father gone, comrades lost, now even her beloved had sacrificed himself, and here she was, being comforted by her father’s killer. It was too much—her emotions teetered on the edge. She shoved Morgana away and shouted, “I don’t need my father’s murderer to comfort me! Stop pretending!”

Rose suddenly stood, wiping the tears from her face, grief and rage contorting her features.

“I won’t comment on Du Kao’s death. Yes, my sniper did it, but this is war. There’s no right or wrong in war. If it had been Du Kao, he wouldn’t have hesitated either,” Morgana shot back, feeling wronged that her good intentions were met with hostility.

“But he was still my father,” Rose whispered as tears streamed down her cheeks.

“It’s the same for anyone. No exceptions. Even the holy Kaisa was killed by me,” Morgana replied, thinking Rose was simply throwing a tantrum.

At those words, Rose stared at Morgana, her thoughts unreadable. After a moment under that steady gaze, Morgana grew uneasy. She pulled out a dagger and said, “Use this—kill me once to avenge your father.”

With a flicker of micro-wormhole energy, the dagger appeared in Rose’s hand. She ran her fingers over it and asked, “Can this dagger kill you?”

“To be honest, there’s no weapon in the known universe capable of killing a fourth-generation god-body. But the one you’re holding could slice me in half,” Morgana admitted, deciding honesty was the best chance to regain Rose’s favor.

As Morgana spread her arms, awaiting the dagger’s strike, a metallic clang echoed through the room.

The dagger had come into intimate contact with the command room’s metal floor. At that moment, Rose’s voice rang out, “If it can’t kill, there’s no point. I deal with my enemies in a single, decisive blow.”

Hearing this, Morgana brightened and said quickly, “Once the temporal Rose gene is fully developed, you’ll be able to kill me. Want to learn? I’ll teach you.”

Rose paused at the door but didn’t look back. She simply made an “OK” gesture with her hand.

Seeing Rose’s agreement, Morgana made the same gesture in the command room, even letting out a cheerful “Yay!” in her delight.

But as she reveled in her excitement, Rose returned, the two locking eyes across the room. The atmosphere turned awkward.

Morgana forced a smile and slowly lowered the hand making the “OK” sign behind her back, covering her mouth with her left hand as she coughed lightly. “Rose, is that you? Come back to kill me?”

Rose shot her a glare and said, “Has anyone ever told you your makeup looks awful right now?”

“Really? But everyone says I’m beautiful,” Morgana replied, puzzled. Her little demons always told her she was gorgeous.

Rose’s mouth twitched. “Everyone” obviously referred to the demons—who among her minions would dare say otherwise, given she was their queen? Unless they had a death wish.

Rose fell silent, and Morgana, thinking quickly, realized what was going on. She said, “I’ll take it off soon. But you didn’t come back just to tell me that, did you?”

“I want to return to Earth. Open a portal for me,” Rose said directly, getting to the point.

“Will you come back?” Morgana asked after a moment, staring into Rose’s eyes.

“I still need to learn how to kill you,” Rose replied firmly.

No sooner had she spoken than a wormhole portal appeared beside her.

Earth, above Northern Star, in the medical bay of Skyblade Seven.

“Yun Yang’s wounds can’t be healed. Looks like he’ll have to recover on his own,” Azhui said, looking at the man lying in the medical pod.

“He’s already half-cooked—how’s he supposed to heal on his own?” Liu Chuang paced anxiously.

Everyone’s eyes turned to Leina, who was resting in a chair.

Feeling all eyes on her, Leina bristled. “You can’t use a power battery like this! I spent all night channeling energy into him—I’m completely drained!”

Her indignant complaint moved everyone to avert their gaze; Zhao Xin even whistled.

But Zhao Xin’s whistle sparked a sudden realization in Zhixin—why not have Leina help Yun Yang connect to the sun, or any nearby star, for energy? If energy transferred by others could help, why not energy he absorbed himself?

After Zhixin shared her idea, everyone agreed it was worth a try.

Finally, all eyes fell on Leina, who hadn’t responded yet. Seeing herself once again under the spotlight, Leina grimaced and said, “I’m just a glorified tool—how could I say no?”

“Leina...” Zhao Xin tried to appeal to her emotions.

But before he could finish, Leina cut him off, waving her hand impatiently. “I get it, I get it. I’m the commander of the Super Soldier Squad—it’s my duty to look after my teammates. Fine, whatever.”

With Leina’s agreement, everyone, with the help of the Skyblade, traveled to a system with a giant star.

“Wow, this thing’s at least ten times bigger than the sun. It’s enormous,” Liu Chuang exclaimed, gesturing as if to embrace the star.

“Yes, this star is 11.45 times the size of the Red Crow star,” Zhixin replied, joining them.

At that moment, Ge Xiaolun and Leina also emerged from the wormhole.

Leina immediately scanned the star’s data and said, “This star won’t do—the energy is too violent. I’m afraid Yun Yang can’t withstand it in his current state. Let’s pick another.”

Zhixin thought for a moment and said, “No problem. We can build a device to regulate the energy. Besides, this is the closest giant star to the Red Crow system.”

“How do we build it?” Leina asked, looking around for engineering equipment. Surely the Skyblade didn’t have a factory onboard—where would they get the core components?

“I have the blueprints and programs. With Ge Xiaolun’s anti-void energy, we can do it,” Zhixin explained, pulling Ge Xiaolun over and starting the data transfer.

Ge Xiaolun said nothing, immediately activating his Xiong Core 3.0. A sci-fi, yin-yang platform unfolded before them.

A strangely familiar female voice spoke: “Activating Xiong Core... Opening Xiong Core 3.0 interface... Awaiting your command...”

Zhixin was curious about the voice’s origin and why it had changed from 2.0 to 3.0, but Yun Yang’s situation was more urgent, so she began the data transfer at once.

“Data exchange in progress... Data transfer complete.”

When they returned from the dark dimension, Ge Xiaolun held a small pyramid-shaped device in his palm, complete with a glowing red core.

“This is the heart of the energy regulator? Anti-void really is miraculous,” Leina exclaimed, peering at it.

“Is this what they call turning stone into gold?” Liu Chuang asked.

“That’s right, this is it,” Ge Xiaolun replied, rubbing his nose.

With that, he used his anti-void abilities to create a large pyramid in the wormhole corridor, then explained to Leina and Liu Chuang, “This is the reactor—or, you could call it a battery.”

Leina accepted this explanation with a nod, while Liu Chuang looked on in admiration.

Unconcerned, Ge Xiaolun tossed the small pyramid into the large one, then built a black medical pod beside it, almost identical to an angelic medical pod.

Leina couldn’t help but twitch at the sight—Ge Xiaolun had simply changed the color, leaving the decorative wings intact, only adding a red five-pointed star between them as a token gesture.

It was practically a one-to-one imitation. If she were an angel, Leina thought, she’d demand copyright fees from Ge Xiaolun—anything less would be a disservice to those black wings.

Of course, Ge Xiaolun had no idea what Leina was thinking. Once finished, he turned to her and said, “Leina, I’m done. The rest is up to you.”

“Just watch—the domain of stars belongs to the Radiant Sun!” Leina declared, spreading her arms wide in a gesture of embrace, her voice ringing out loud and clear.