I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 389 Quarrel (Part 2)

"I see, you are quite strong. But Chief Archimedes just ordered that Madonna be captured alive. All other intruders will be killed!" Thinking of this, Renn showed a trace of pride on his face. It seemed that

It's a sure win.

Outside the fortress, Madonna finally got rid of the feeling of discomfort all over her body. She stood up again. Although her face was still pale and she was sweating profusely, she was much stronger than before when she couldn't even support her feet.

"That feeling finally disappeared. Huh, uh...it's time to meet up with those two girls. I hope they didn't provoke Archimedes."

Madonna said as she supported the wall with her left hand and walked towards the corridor in front of her step by step. But before she took a few steps, a feeling of discomfort that was stronger than before spread instantly throughout her body.

"Damn it, what's going on with this fortress? What is that feeling that started as soon as I got close?" At this moment, Madonna felt as if her body was about to fall apart. Not only was she unable to exert any strength, but she was also unable to even move. It seemed that her body was about to fall apart.

This is not the same as your own body.

Then she fell backwards. But just when she fell, a pair of strong hands held her firmly in the air from behind.

Madonna looked up and saw that the person holding her up was none other than Mbappe, who was also a silver wizard.

"Hey, are you okay?" Mbappe glanced at the extremely weak Madonna in his arms and said.

"It's you!" After seeing that the person holding her was Mbappe, Madonna frantically broke away from Mbappe's arms. However, when she broke away, she lost support and immediately sat down on the wall beside her.

.

"It just so happens that the grudge between us can be settled today."

Although Madonna said this, in fact, let alone playing against Mbappé, she couldn't even stand up now.

"Sorry, let's forget it today. I don't like bullying patients. Let's do it next time when I have a chance."

Mbappe said and turned around to leave.

"Stop!" Seeing Mbappé about to leave, Madonna immediately shouted to stop him, "Why are you here? According to intelligence, your Silver Rhythm and Bloody Dusk are two incompatible snobbery, don't tell me you

You are here to help us deal with the Bloody Dusk."

"You are very dishonest, Madonna." Mbappe did not directly answer Madonna's question, but only said something that had nothing to do with Madonna's question.

"Fuck! Don't interrupt me. What's the purpose of your coming?"

"It should be the same as you. I believe you are willing to come here because of that thing."

"Ah!" Madonna was shocked at first after hearing Mbappe's words, but she quickly calmed down.

She remained silent about Mbappe's words and had no intention of answering.

"You and I should both know that that thing is hidden somewhere here, but the strange thing is that I have searched all the places where that thing may be hidden, but there is no clue at all. It's really strange..."

Mbappe, who was talking to himself at this time, suddenly noticed that Madonna's face was getting worse and worse, so he asked with a little concern, "Hey, I said you look very bad. It doesn't matter."

"You don't have to worry about it, it's my own business."

Although Madonna said something fierce, she felt extremely humiliated at this moment. In front of an enemy, she couldn't even move and could only sit on the ground and gasp for breath.

Even if this enemy didn't have any ill intentions, she couldn't even muster the courage or the idea to take action when the two sides were hostile, which really made her feel intolerable.

After resting for a while, Madonna found that the discomfort in her body not only did not weaken, but became more obvious.

Under the pressure of this helpless feeling, Madonna felt that she was going crazy.

"Asshole! Why!" Madonna suddenly summoned up all her strength and smashed the metal wall behind her, "Why do you feel something is wrong as soon as you get here? I'm fed up with this damn Sandschiller Fortress.

"

"Sander Schiller..."

Mbappe was stunned for a moment after hearing this word, then he raised his head and glanced at the iron door behind Madonna, and then his face suddenly became extremely solemn.

"Madonna, I think I know why you are acting strangely."

Mbappe said, lighting a cigarette for himself and continued, "Because this is what the two of us have spent almost all our time looking for."

"What did you say? Could this be..."

"Yes, the entire fortress here is the Silver Thunder. We are inside it now."

"Impossible! The Silver Thunder is a ship, not a fortress." Mbappe's words were undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Madonna, and she immediately stood up and retorted, enduring the discomfort.

"No, this is the Silver Thunder. I think Archimedes probably transformed it into a fortress after getting this thing.

Look at this..." Mbappe took off the silver necklace from his neck and turned it into a dagger. Then he didn't care about Madonna's surprised expression and walked to the iron door behind her, using

The dagger pointed at the words "Sand Schiller" engraved on it.

"This, you see clearly Madonna. Reverse the positions of these letters, and then do this..." Mbappe said while underlining the letters and rearranging them, and soon a new one

The words appeared on the wall.

"This is the silver...thunder..."

Madonna trembled and slowly read out the words that Mbappe had rearranged, and the expression on her face became extremely excited and surprised.

"Yes, this is the Silver Thunder. I think it was the name Archimedes gave it after he transformed it into a fortress. It sounds like he was really bored. He actually changed the original name and used it as the name.

Already."

"But these alone don't mean that this is the Silver Thunder. Maybe the name is just a coincidence."

"Stop lying to yourself Madonna, your body has said it all. The reason why you feel uncomfortable is because your silver resonates with this place.

There is definitely only one thing that resonates with silver, and that is the extremely deep connection between the two.

Your silver art should have been taught by your father, and this ship is your father's masterpiece, so there is resonance."

"...I never thought that what I have been looking for is right in front of me."

After hearing Mbappe's words, Madonna felt as if her strength had been completely drained from her body and she collapsed to the ground helplessly.

"To each other, looking for the Silver Thunder, this is what I have been doing since I was a child. This is also a promise I made to my adoptive father."

Mbappe took a deep breath of cigarette as he spoke, and then slowly blew out layers of smoke rings from his mouth, "But it seems that the person who stole the Silver Thunder is definitely not my adoptive father, but... forget it.

It doesn’t matter anymore. Anyway, this thing is in Archimedes’ hands now.”

"Are you planning to destroy this fortress now? I'm sorry, I will never let you do it."

Madonna looked up at the thoughtful Mbappe and said.

"..."

"Forget it, the issue of destruction or destruction is not the time to discuss now. We can wait to understand this issue later." After the two were silent for a long time, Mbappe spoke first, "Now my friends are in danger.

, even if it goes against my adoptive father's wishes, I must find a way to help them. I absolutely cannot let my friends wait to die like this.

So I plan to rely on the power of Silver Thunder to defeat Bravu."

"Don't even think about it!" As soon as Mbappe finished speaking, Madonna stood up again excitedly, picked up Mbappe's collar and said, "I will never allow you to use my father's relics to kill people, and

Or the one who dealt with our holy Nicholas.

The Silver Thunder is my father's relic, not a murder weapon!"

"You mean, because if the Silver Thunder is not your father's relic, it can be used as a murder weapon, right?"

Mbappe said, coldly pulling Madonna's hands away, and then said angrily, "Isn't your idea too selfish?

People like you who casually rely on silver magic and magic crystals to kill people, why should you blame me? What's more, Bravu is no longer your magic war general, but a member of the darkness. He now has

Do you know about the magic crystal that has fallen power?"

"Bravu has a fallen magic crystal... Impossible, how could such a thing happen..."

"I have fought with him, but unfortunately he is no longer a human being. The power of the magic crystal in his hand cannot even be matched by the divine envoy. If the magic crystal had not fallen, how could he have such a strong power.

"

As he spoke, Mbappe threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and stamped it out with his foot, "I know how you feel. In fact, I really don't want to use the silver skills taught to me by my adoptive father to kill people, but compared to these,

Friends' lives are more important.

Now, Silver Thunder is the only way to reach Bravu."

"...No matter what, the Silver Thunder is mine. No one can take it away from me.

I don’t care whether your friends are in danger, or whether Bravu has really become a demon. I only know that I will never allow the Silver Thunder to become a murder weapon!"

Although she still didn't want to give in, Mbappe's words clearly made Madonna hesitate.

"The silver thunder created by your father was stained with blood. To be honest, I also feel sorry for your father and my adoptive father.

But..." When Mbappé said this, the topic suddenly changed, and he became more and more excited, "I know I can't do it, but I am more conflicted than you, you know?

But no matter what, the lives of our friends are the most important!"

"No matter what, I will not allow you to describe the Silver Thunder as a murder weapon!"

"But now this is the only way. Do you understand what the world will be like if Mokre really wakes up again?"

(End of chapter)