Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 159 - 159 55 Not the Pure Land of Heaven_3

159: Chapter 55: Not the Pure Land of Heaven_3 159: Chapter 55: Not the Pure Land of Heaven_3 “Ah Ce…”

The white platform crumbled bit by bit.

Qin Qianbai silently embraced the youth with grey hair.

Gongsun Ce was lying on top of her.

Without any ulterior motive, this was a promise the youth had made.

He wouldn’t let her get hurt here—therefore, Gongsun Ce turned back at the last moment to stand in front, taking more of the injuries in her place.

A sticky sensation spread across her body.

Warm life seeped out from the wounds of both.

She saw Ming Guest steadily approaching, taking out that black Walkman.

How to play the sound within it throughout the entire city… As a Strange phase Mage adept at manipulating the environment, he must have countless ways to achieve this.

Indeed, he needn’t even use a “Spell”—by simply unfolding his own world, he could control everything within that range.

She still couldn’t do anything in front of this man.

She closed her eyes unwillingly, desperately suppressing the urge to cry.

Her face, unchanged for so long, was about to show a look of sorrow.

The unprecedented feeling of defeat, a sorrow much stronger than in her childhood, all of it turned into the girl’s unresigned whisper.

“I’m sorry, Ah Ce.

In the end, we still lost…”

Ming Guest pressed the play button on the Walkman.

The white platform shattered.

She and he fell together toward the lower levels, and amid the whistling wind, she faintly heard the youth’s weak laughter.

“…Heh heh.”

That cheap laugh.

Just like the one he had when teasing others, light-hearted as when making boring jokes.

“What are you crying for, miss?

We won.”

Before shock could set in, the realization of being caught came first.

The platform formed by solidified air caught them both.

What appeared in her view was Ming Guest’s utterly puzzled expression.

He pressed the Walkman over and over, saying in confusion, “How come…

there’s no sound?”

“…Heh heh heh!”

Surprise and astonishment overcame exhaustion, prompting Qin Qianbai to forcefully push the youth sprawling on top of her to one side.

This glasses-wearing Superpower User laughed uncontrollably with his head in his bloodied hands, despite looking tragic and ludicrous.

“Hahahaha!

Scared me to death, really scared me to death!”

He lay beside the girl, laughing and spewing blood at the same time, appearing both ghastly and absurd.

“I heard you were a Creator Realm Mage on the same level as Yan Qi, so I thought you were so powerful that you could create a song out of nothing!

I had to take you down, so I fought with you until the end…

Turns out, even a Creator Realm Mage can’t bring back what’s lost!

Hahaha, cough, a little cleverness can still be useful, huh!”

Ming Guest looked completely unable to grasp the situation.

“What…?

I checked…”

Let alone Ming Guest, even Qin Qianbai, who had a hint, couldn’t fully understand the youth’s plan.

Gongsun Ce trembled for a while, creating a white Walkman in his hand.

“Not a bit different in weight and shape, right, Mr.

Ming Guest?”

The man in green looked towards the object in his hand.

It looked exactly like the one from before.

Only, the color had turned into pure white, just like Gongsun Ce’s creation!

“When did you…?”

The Superpower User weakly imitated someone’s tone.

“Hey, Mr.

Ming Guest.”

“When I first arrived, how many people could move on the train?”

He opened his palm.

Lying in the youth’s hand was a cute little cat hair clip.

Of course, there were four.

Because when he flew toward the train in the sky, he’d brought someone along with him.