Chapter 163: The Full-Power Attack of a Former Teammate

His head felt slightly dizzy due to the interference of alcohol.

Yesterday, he had been dragged into drinking by the entire Night Raid team. After downing the first cup, his memories had become a bit hazy. How strange; his perfect self-control usually rendered him immune to alcohol, yet what on earth had happened?

Even if he were drunk, the other members of Night Raid should have retained considerable combat capability. Furthermore, with the Empire already destroyed, Night Raid shouldn't have any enemies left.

At this moment, he was captured, his body pierced like a sieve, but what about the other members of Night Raid?

At this thought, Qi's expression changed drastically. He immediately attempted to use consciousness transfer to find out the condition of his companions.

However, he failed. In his perception, all the diamond beads he had distributed had vanished and were completely undetectable. Either something here was blocking his sense, or all the diamond beads had...

"Damn it, what on earth happened?" Qi roared, trying to shatter the weapons impaling his body.

However, he did not succeed. The weapons stuck into him were no ordinary arms; they were Teigu. More than a dozen various Teigu were firmly pinning and locking him inside this impregnable, tiny cell.

"Hehe, you mad fiend, don't make futile struggles. Even if you are the Child of Miracles, you cannot escape this cage," a mocking voice came from the corner.

Subsequently, a middle-aged man dressed as a Revolutionary Army soldier cast a look of malicious mockery at Qi.

"What is the meaning of this?" Qi asked with a gloomy face. "Why would the Revolutionary Army turn against Night Raid?"

"Heh, Night Raid? You were the one captured by the entire Night Raid; the other Revolutionary Army soldiers wouldn't be your match. If you weren't a monster with undying abilities, did you think you could still be alive now?" the soldier sneered.

"What?" Qi's struggling movements came to a halt. "How is that possible? Are you trying to shake my resolve? I won't easily fall for it this time."

"I really don't know what the higher-ups are thinking, keeping such a dangerous figure instead of destroying him. I refuse to believe you'd remain completely unharmed if we cut off your head and threw you into magma," the soldier muttered in displeasure.

"I'm going out to ask for a clear explanation. You can't fool me," Qi lowered his head, his voice deep.

"You still want to go out? What do you think this place is? Your home?"

Ignoring the soldier, Qi attempted to mobilize his body's energy to change his form and break free from the siege of more than a dozen Teigu.

Yet at this moment, he realized he didn't even have the strength to twitch. Every shred of generated energy was being absorbed by the Teigu piercing his body.

Qi's heart trembled slightly. Such deep understanding of him, such targeted deployment... Could it really be them? But why? What reason would they have to do this?

No, I trust them. This matter must be cleared up.

Even without physical strength, I still have the spiritual consciousness I condensed not long ago. It seems the person who sealed me had no idea how Dr. Stylish's head exploded just from my glance.

Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, the few Teigu stuck in his back slowly shook and slid out.

......

"Big Sis, is this really okay?" Esdeath's younger sister, Kurome, for once not eating snacks, stayed by the side of the dazing Akame.

"There's nothing wrong with it. He must be sealed away; otherwise, the Revolutionary Army's new nation might be destroyed by him." Akame said this with her mouth, but tears were already involuntarily streaming down her face.

"Yet, Big Sis is extremely sad right now." Kurome embraced Akame from behind, wishing to offer her a shred of comfort.

"Kurome, what about yourself, you..." Akame's words remained unfinished.

"This is bad! The Mad Fiend is about to break out of the seal!" Suddenly, a terrified shout made both of them instantly tense up.

Qi burst out from the dungeon where he was held captive; all the soldiers behind him had collapsed to the ground.

Qi soared into the air, flying toward the former Imperial Capital. He had to uncover the truth of the matter. He trusted the companions he had fought alongside, but what on earth had happened after he got drunk that day to cause him to be captured and sealed away?

Looking down from the sky, the Imperial Capital at this moment was bustling with the construction of new buildings. The previous great battle had destroyed most of the capital.

Although the Imperial Capital and their homes had been destroyed, the bustling civilians were full of drive. They were full of hope for the future; the gloomy yesterday was gone forever.

Before he even reached the Imperial Palace, more than a dozen rapid dark figures poured out from within, followed by a dense crowd of soldiers.

Qi halted his flight, his gaze carrying hope, but before he could speak, Najenda at the lead below looked at him with a complex expression. She paused for a fleeting second amidst his long black hair and hopeful pupils.

"All Revolutionary Army forces, attack! Regardless of life or death, strike with full force."

Hearing Najenda's words, Qi froze entirely, the hope in his eyes solidifying. This completely shattered his last frail line of psychological defense.

While he was still dazed, the attacks from below came down in full force. Among this first wave of ranged assaults were his former comrades: Mine's Pumpkin and Najenda's ruthless, cold iron fists.

He did not dodge, letting the attacks land on his body. The physical pain transmitted was far inferior to the pain in his heart, just like that time parting with the black cat. His heart was trembling. Why? Could this be another insane, farcical prank?

Yet, in their eyes, there were clearly reluctance, pain, and complexity, and all those emotions floated upon a bedrock of firm determination.

This was their own conscious choice. They knew what they were doing. They were likewise reluctant and in pain, but something was firming up their beliefs.

"Why?" Qi roared loudly. Could our friendship not even compare to other things?

The answer given to him was the ruthless attacks of the Teigu users who had closed in on him.

Having just recovered a sliver of spiritual power, he was struck down from the sky, his gaze hollow. Reflected in his gray pupils were distorted, roaring faces and a barrage of astonishingly powerful attacks.

"Your mission is completed. Do you need to return? *Da*, Mikasa carried a reluctant heart, hoping you can leave this world early."

"Ah, can someone tell me, is this the masterpiece of a madman?" Qi asked indifferently, devoid of any fluctuation in his tone, much like Mikasa's voice.

"...Yes, *Da*, Mikasa hopes to tell a well-intentioned lie to ease the pain of the man before her."

"I understand. Send me back. I want to be alone for a while."

Under the full-scale siege of everyone, Qi finally vanished from this world, leaving behind only a group of dazed maidens with incredulous expressions on their faces.

...

"What's wrong with you? Why is your expression so peculiar?" Chelsea asked with some confusion.

Qi, who had been absent-minded for a moment, cast a gray gaze, stared at Chelsea for a while, then kicked off the ground and leaped into the air.

"Mikasa, escort these two back to the Qiqi Sect first; I'll come over in a few days." Leaving these words behind, Qi had already darted far away.

"You stop right there! I want to go home early too." Mikasa's small body stepped upon a flying sword condensed from metallic sand, roaring in pursuit of the direction where Qi had vanished.

Leaving Leone and Chelsea staring at each other in blank dismay, clueless as to what had happened.