### Chapter 67: The Response of an Extraordinary Star
Night Lan briefly pondered.
“Whatever, as long as it’s not someone innocent, assassins should prepare themselves for the possibility of being killed…”
With this thought, Night Lan brushed off any concerns about the Theater Group leader being a murderer.
If Night Star was around, she wouldn’t let the Rising Sun Theater harm innocents.
Back in reality…
White Yuan coldly observed the Star Eclipses assassin, addressing the crowd, “Get back, protect the Blank Songstress, and let me handle this Star Eclipse.”
The Night Watchers formed a circle around everyone, keeping Blank Songstress safe within their perimeter.
White Yuan gripped his massive ice sword, creating an expansive ice domain under his feet, sending chilling waves through the area, lowering the temperature significantly.
The Star Eclipses assassin didn’t move hastily, still cautious after gaining Star Eclipse status. He appeared conflicted—whether to attack head-on or retreat quickly.
“I’m an… assassin, I won’t confront you head-on. I will k*ll one by one and wait… for it to happen…”
Even as a Star Eclipse, he remained true to his assassin identity.
A proper assassin would not confront someone stronger directly. They find opportunities in darkness and strike from the shadows.
The unknown fear must exert psychological pressure on their target.
As the Star Eclipses assassin prepared to leave, there was an ear-piercing screech overhead.
A strange flying device approached, extremely abnormal. Suddenly, the device released a loud noise, resonating like soundwaves across the area.
“Clang!”
The wave of sound hit everyone’s ears, causing mental agony and immense suffering.
In an instant, White Yuan understood what it was.
“Star Technology!”
This sound could affect the spirits of Star Holders, rendering stars unusable, similar to a game’s “silence” or “stun” effects. It was crucial tech in the Night Watcher Base against crime syndicates with numerous Star Holders.
But why would such technology be here?
White Yuan covered his head in thought, quickly realizing…
While Star Technology was not exclusive to the Night Watcher Base, any organization researching Stars could combine technology and Stars to create these tools.
Could this mean another Stellar faction now possesses Star Technology?
Understanding this, White Yuan acted decisively, conjuring an ice spike and shooting it towards the hovering craft.
His high mental resilience made him immune to Star Technology, allowing him to use his own powers.
Boom!
The craft exploded instantly, releasing a louder, more terrifying wave of sound. Half the Night Watchers were stunned, including White Yuan, who temporarily lost connection with his stars.
Seeing this, the Star Eclipses assassin changed plans and rushed forward with extreme speed. Dark shadows loomed just behind Blank Songstress, ready to envelop her!
“No!”
Not affected much by the sound, Night Lan rushed to push Blank away.
Originally running for safety, Night Lan used her speed not to flee but to save Blank from being covered by dark shadows.
In that moment, Night Lan replaced Blank and was grabbed by the neck by the Star Eclipses assassin, appearing much farther away.
“Why not the… Blank Songstress?!”
The assassin, enraged, saw not his intended target in his hands and lost control.
“Why interfere?! d*mn it! You’re dead again!”
Low-level Star Eclipses have unstable emotions. Unlike the Sunlight Star, this inferior type can be easily dealt with—assuming they don’t become a threat, harming innocents or possibly taking lives.
Recovering from his mental agony, White Yuan’s heart clenched upon seeing Night Lan in the enemy’s grip.
“Let her go!”
Blank widened her eyes, her mind blanking out.
“Ahhh…”
Was she saved by Night Lan? Why would a younger girl save her? It shouldn’t be this way. Realizing her existence endangered others, she wondered about her powerful Star.
If it’s hers, she must be able to use it properly!
“I…”
She didn’t need to be a Songstress; reduced presence wasn’t a problem if people listened to her sing, remembered her.
The girl who promised to always remember her was now in danger because of her. She couldn’t allow this!
Silence.
Even Blank, usually mild-tempered, seethed.
Her irregular Star responded to her fury, unleashing its unprecedented rage!
—
Meanwhile…
Night Lan struggled, held up by the neck by the Star Eclipses assassin.
“Ugh! Let me go…”
“d*e!” The assassin had lost it, ignoring her struggles and intensifying his grip.
This moment made Night Lan realize how close she was to d*ath.
Was she dying? Probably not the right choice to engage dangerous Star Eclipses.
“Why did I get the super fast skill?”
It was for self-protection from dangers.
Now she felt she went against her original idea.
But she didn’t regret it, wanted no harm to come to her favorite Songstress.
“…”
Her eyes turned empty, her star aura intensifying.
What was left to wish for?
Pain erased all thoughts.
Against the Star Eclipses assassin, her wish became…
“d*e…”
She bore grudges well.
—
On the other side.
Blank Songstress whispered softly,
“Disappear…”
The next second, the chaotic Star Eclipses assassin’s momentum halted, sound abruptly stopping.
“What’s happening?!”
Dark shadows beneath the Star Eclipses assassin faded, becoming particles scattered by the wind.
“What’s this?!”
The floating assassin dropped the girl, shocked at his own transparent hands.
“A disappearance…?”
“Hold it! My mission isn’t complete yet! I can’t just disappear! Blank Songstress is mine—no one can stop me!”
Suddenly, the Star Eclipses assassin vanished like he never existed.
Night Lan collapsed, hacking painfully, almost in tears.
“Ahhh… too much trouble… I want to go home and sleep with Night Star…”
—
Simultaneously.
Over in another scene…
Night Star hugged Qing Lin closely, crying.
“Waaaaah! So scary, almost died, wanna go home…”
Qing Lin looked utterly confused.
“Huh? What happened? Weren’t you already safe?”
“Waaaaah!”
“Don’t cry, there there.”
Qing Lin, clueless, touched Night Star’s head to comfort.
Holding her tighter than ever, Night Star clung as if seeking security.
Back by the center stage.
Blank ran over to Night Lan, gently holding her, whispering, “Don’t be scared, I’m here…”
“I almost died…”
“Yeah, you’re fine now,” Blank reassured.
The Night Watchers stood silent, their minds feeling something vanish, starkly different from their surroundings, like a forced erasure.
“What enemy attacked us just now?”
“No idea—that bizarre Star Technology threw my brain into a tailspin!”
Thinking, White Yuan realized he encountered two types of powerful Star abilities—
one from Night Lan, the other from Blank Songstress.
So, perhaps the situation arose from both Extraordinary Stars?
Details unclear, he needed to ask these two.
—
At this time…
The puppet master watching from the lab chuckled mockingly.
“Hmph, waste of resources. I sent Star Technology to you, yet you fail at the basics.”
A scientist obsessed with studying Stars.
Driven by curiosity, he collected Star Holders early, studying their Stars. Though no major breakthroughs, he created Star Technology, mastering core Night Watcher secrets.
Yet, even with many Star Holders, he remained inferior.
Gathering them meant opposing Night Watchers—ideas unaccepted until the emergence of a legendary Extraordinary Star caught his attention.
Regardless of nobility, he viewed them through the lens of research value.
“He’ll eventually fall into my grasp.”
Smirking, the arrogant scientist plotted to capture Blank Songstress.
Then, an anomaly occurred:
He noticed his body turning transparent, starting from fingertips.
Gasping, he moved swiftly to the controls.
Light scanned over his body, displaying stable physiological data.
But his hand was becoming transparent.
An illusion? An advanced tech attack?
Realizing it could only be Star Power, he smirked wildly.
“So, Star Power exists. My research direction was correct! Advanced Star Tech could leap us ahead!”
Data on screen faded away.
The arrogant scientist disappeared amidst laughter, leaving no trace behind.
—
Elsewhere in the city, people vanished—killers and enablers of threats to Blank Songstress. Her radical thoughts triggered power beyond control.
At the Night Watcher Base, Night Lan finally calmed down, redness fading from her face.
Embarrassment aside, she might fight anyone recording that moment.
Night Lan’s fear wasn’t surprising when facing d*ath.
Blank, unhurt, relieved her worries.
“Still hurting?” Blank asked concernedly.
If not her, Night Lan wouldn’t be hurt.
Smiling, Night Lan shook her head.
“Not anymore.”
Treated by medical Night Watchers, her minor injury healed under White Yuan’s command.
Thoughts lingered, but she pushed them aside.
Mo Tu approached, smiling warmly.
“Welcome back, tough mission. Thankfully nothing serious.”
White Yuan glanced coldly.
“You nearly failed.”
“Not unexpected—I’m only seventeen; haven’t mastered all Star uses, inferior mental strength to yours. Expectations reasonable.”
Mo Tu continued, “But I should’ve considered Star Technology. Predictions off, sorry.”
Predicting the assassin’s moves, Mo Tu hadn’t accounted for hidden interference.
