Ben10: A Romantic Adventure with a Gender-Swapped Class

Mo Bai rubbed his slightly aching temples, his gaze falling on Mo Li in front of him. His tone carried a hint of helplessness, yet also a subtle gentleness.

A breeze blew from somewhere, lifting the stray hairs on his forehead and gently ruffling the purple hair under the brim of his hat.

"Alright, alright, you've hit me enough. Now it's time to teleport us to the seal, isn't it?"

Mo Li raised her deep purple eyes, put her hands on her hips, and her voice revealed an undisguised desire to complain: "You really treat me like a Pokémon, throwing me out when you want to use me and putting me back in a Poké Ball when you don't?" She tilted her head slightly as she spoke, the brim of her hat obscuring one side of her vision, but it did not hinder the sharpness and agility in her eyes at all.

Mo Bai looked down at her.

This being, who often appears and disappears mysteriously and travels between the multiverses, hardly resembles a tamed little elf.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and replied, "Then how about you hang yourself on my head like Pikachu?"

Before he could finish speaking, the girl had already stood on tiptoe and gently pinched his cheek with her right hand.

The force wasn't strong, but it carried a long-lost sense of familiarity.

Her fingertips were a little cool, and when they touched his skin, they sent a subtle shiver down his spine.

"It's only been a few hundred years, and your wings have hardened considerably, haven't they?" She raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in her voice. "You're starting to lose your sense of proportion, aren't you?"

Mo Bai didn't dodge; he simply stared quietly at her face, which was so close to his.

Those purple eyes seemed to hold the flow of star trails, so deep they were mesmerizing.

Just as he was about to say something, Xiao Ban stepped forward.

Her footsteps were light, yet they carried an undeniable presence.

Her voice rang out, tinged with a barely perceptible hint of jealousy, like a tiny needle piercing the air: "Send us there first, or Mojas will break the seal."

Upon hearing this, Mo Li shut her mouth, calmly turned her head, and looked at the small class.

The two were of similar height and their eyes were level, so the air was momentarily still.

The wind howled and swept through the depths of the cave, bringing a chill and a dusty scent.

"Some things are destined to happen, there's no use in rushing them." She sighed softly, released her grip on Mo Bai's cheek, and stepped back onto solid ground.

In that instant, something extremely deep and distant seemed to flash across her eyes, like the weariness and indifference that comes from witnessing too much time.

I'll take you there right now.

In an instant, a purple tornado appeared around everyone—that was the trace of the operation of the Heavenly Energy, and Mo Li was using instant teleportation.

Five people stood in the eye of the storm: Kevin, Xiaowen, Mobai, Xiaoban, and Moli herself.

The wind whipped up their hair and clothes, making a rustling sound, as if an invisible giant hand was stirring up this space.

The only thing that remained unmoved was the purple pointed magic hat that Mo Li wore askew on her head. Even the bow on the side of the hat did not sway at all, as if it existed in a completely different force field.

Xiao Ban and Xiao Wen instinctively reached out and pressed down on their skirts—even though they were both wearing safety shorts, it was still an unconscious action.

In the strong wind, Xiao Ban subconsciously took a step closer to Mo Bai. The latter seemed to notice and slightly turned her body to the side, as if to shield her from some of the wind pressure.

Mo Bai stared intently at Mo Li, his expression unexpectedly serious.

His gaze meticulously traced every subtle expression on her face as she cast her spell, watching the purple energy flow and leap at her fingertips like a living thing, eventually merging into the roaring tornadoes around her.

Noticing his gaze, Mo Li didn't stop the celestial energy emanating from her palm. She simply turned her head and asked, slightly speechless, "What (? ? ?)?"

Mo Bai stroked her chin seriously and replied, "Now I finally understand why you wear your hat at an angle."

“Because—” he said with certainty, as if he had unveiled some cosmic mystery, “if you wear it upright, you won’t be able to see people when you look up.”

"........."

For a moment, the air froze. Everyone except Mo Bai fell into a deathly silence. Kevin's lips twitched, Xiao Wen helplessly rubbed her forehead, and Xiao Ban couldn't help but roll her eyes, but secretly pursed her lips to suppress a laugh.

In the final two or three seconds before the teleportation was complete, Mo Li glanced at him expressionlessly and uttered four words: "Are you sick in the head?"

"........."

The wind stopped and the people dispersed.

The aftershocks of the energy left a faint purple afterimage in the air, like a shattered dream.

Mo Li remained where she was, while the other four were teleported to a huge cave—the Sealed Land.

The air here instantly changed, becoming heavy, ancient, and carrying an indescribable sense of oppression.

The enormous cavern resembled the belly of a giant beast, its dome suspended high in darkness, with only the massive central disc seal emitting a faint, ancient glow.

The stone wall was rough and damp, and the faint echo of water droplets falling could be heard, one after another, striking the dead silence.

They had barely steadied themselves when they saw Mojath wielding his divine sword, fiercely hacking at the ancient and enormous disc seal on the wall.

Each strike produced a piercing metallic clang and sparks of exploding energy.

A deep crack had appeared on the seal, and a dark light seeped out from the depths of the crack, as if something extremely terrifying was eager to break free.

It was on the verge of complete collapse.

Xiao Ban and Mo Bai immediately rushed forward.

Little Ben shouted to stop him, his voice echoing through the huge cave: "Mojath, you have no idea what you're doing!"

Mojath's divine sword didn't stop; instead, it became even more ferocious. The blade sliced ​​through the air, accompanied by a chilling shriek.

Without turning his head, his voice was as cold and hard as iron: "I know very well!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ban's lips curled into a slight smile, an expression that mixed with resolute determination and mockery. She replied, "I understand perfectly well."

The next second, the two of them pressed the Ultimatrix watch face on their wrists at the same time—a burst of light appeared, and their figures twisted and solidified in the bright light!

Xiao Ban transformed into a food tyrant, while Mo Bai became an incomparably swift blue flash—the Flash Star.

Mojas suddenly turned around, his huge laser eyes suddenly lit up, and a scorching beam of light burst out, like the gaze of death, instantly blasting Ben, who was in his gluttonous state, away!

The massive body crashed heavily against the distant stone wall with a muffled thud, sending rubble and debris tumbling down.

Mo Bai, with the speed of a flashing star, left streaks of blue afterimages on the ground, walls, and even in the air, narrowly dodging the next launch beam.

The ray struck the air, melting a smoking crater in the stone wall behind him.

Like a bolt of lightning, he used a blind spot to circle around to Mojas's right rear, his blue hand reaching out to grab the divine sword that contained terrifying power!

However, Mojath was terrifyingly perceptive.

Without even turning around, he relied solely on his fighting instincts to swing the divine sword. The sword didn't even touch the Flash Star, but the terrifying energy contained within the divine sword had already erupted—an invisible, destructive sword aura surged forth!

The Flash Star reacted extremely quickly, pushing off with its feet and sliding backward in an attempt to dissipate the force.

But the range and power of that sword energy far exceeded expectations!

He was as if struck head-on by an invisible giant hammer, his whole body flying backward uncontrollably, drawing an arc in the air, and falling heavily five meters away like Xiao Ban. He even bounced when he landed before barely managing to steady himself, kneeling on the ground, his blood surging inside him.

Kevin had just settled the somewhat weak little Wen in a relatively safe recess in the rock wall.

He frowned as he saw the two men easily repelled.

Without further hesitation, he reached out and touched the Eternal Warrior helmet lying on the ground, absorbing its material.

The liquid metal flowed over his entire body, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a warrior forged from steel.

With his entire body encased in iron, Kevin let out a low roar and charged towards Mojath. His heavy footsteps shattered the ground, and his iron-clad fist swung up, slamming into Mojath's back with a whooshing sound—this punch contained all his power!

However, Mojath didn't even turn around completely.

He simply swung his arm—an arm imbued with unimaginable power by the energy of the divine sword—and blocked Kevin's iron fist!

A loud "clang!" rang out!

It was not a clash between evenly matched forces.

Kevin felt an irresistible force travel up his arm, and the metal covering his entire body hummed under the strain!

He was like someone who had been hit by a speeding train. He couldn't keep his balance and flew back even faster than he had come. He crashed to the ground and rolled several times before stopping. Tiny cracks appeared on the metal plating on his body.

With the divine sword, Mojas's strength, speed, and energy perception have all increased to unbelievable levels, making him virtually invincible.

He stood there like an insurmountable mountain, exuding an aura of despair.

Having cleared away these insignificant obstacles, Mojas didn't even glance at them, and once again swung his divine sword, striking the nearly shattered seal with even greater ferocity. The sword light grew brighter with each strike, and the sounds of impact became more deafening.

Until finally, a dazzling golden light shone from the crack!

The light was not warm and peaceful; instead, it was filled with an ancient, chilling pressure.

From the depths of the rift, a mesmerizing and alluring male voice drifted out, seemingly transcending time and space.

"Break the seal, Morgas!"

"In this way, you will obtain the most powerful force in the history of the universe!"

Mojath let out a deep, eager, and fanatical roar, his arm muscles bulging as he used all his strength to slam the divine sword heavily into the crack!

"Crack-boom!"

It sounded like shattering glass mixed with the deafening roar of thunder! The disc seal finally shattered completely! Countless fragments containing ancient energy scattered and flew in all directions, turning into dust in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light from a broken opening grew increasingly dazzling, like a supernova explosion, instantly engulfing every inch of the entire cave!

The light was so intense that it exceeded the limits of what the naked eye could bear, burning the retinas. The four had to close their eyes tightly, or even turn their backs and shield their eyes with their arms.

Even so, I could still feel the light piercing through my eyelids, turning the world before me into a scorching white void.

The air was filled with the scent of ozone mixed with some strange fragrance, and the aftershocks of energy washed over their bodies like waves, bringing a slight numbing sensation.

A constant, high-frequency buzzing sound filled my ears, almost piercing my eardrums.

This devastating light lasted for a full ten seconds, seemingly an eternity.

Then, just as suddenly as it appeared, the light vanished abruptly, retreating into the depths of the broken seal, as if it had been completely absorbed back by something.

The cave was shrouded in darkness again, with only the faint glow of some crystals on the distant stone walls and the white breath of their rapid breathing remaining.

Dead silence.

The four people were momentarily blinded by the loud noise and bright light, and could only slowly and tentatively open their eyes, with light spots and blurry double images still remaining in front of them.

They squinted, adjusting to the dim light, and looked at the mess before them—rubble everywhere, traces of energy burning all around, and fine dust floating in the air.

Mojas vanished from the spot.

Only the dim and lackluster divine sword remained, lying silently before the broken seal, as if it were just an ordinary cold weapon.

Kevin slowly stood up from the ground, and the metal covering his body receded like a tide, revealing his original clothes.

He flexed his still slightly numb arm, and asked with uncertainty and wariness, "Where's that Mojaus...?"

Upon hearing Kevin's words, Ben also deactivated his transformation and returned to human form.

She braced herself on the ground with both hands, shook her slightly dizzy head, looked at the vanished Mojas and the shattered seal, and hesitantly replied, "They're gone. We won!" Her tone tried to convey relief, but she couldn't hide the doubt beneath.

Before the little boy could even feel happy for a moment, Xiaowen sat down on the ground, her face still somewhat pale.

She shook her head, her voice weak yet unusually clear, shattering the small group's nascent hope: "Da Gang won."

She looked up, her gaze sweeping over the broken seal entrance, where only bottomless darkness remained.

“He lured Mojath to break the seal, and now he’s taken the Dragon Heart back to his quadrant.” Her voice carried a sense of powerlessness after realizing the truth.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ban's face immediately turned ugly, and his body, which had just straightened up, seemed to stiffen again.

She murmured the worst possible outcome: "Big Steel has regained his magic..." This meant the complete return of an ancient and terrifying enemy, and the future crisis was far beyond imagination.

However, Mo Bai had just stood up, dusted himself off, and seemed about to say something.

Old George, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly moved and then slowly and somewhat unsteadily stood up.

There is still a glimmer of hope in this world.

His movements and voice drew everyone's attention.

The old man seemed to be instantly infused with some kind of power, and was no longer as weak as before.

He slowly walked toward the divine sword that had fallen to the ground, his steps slow but exceptionally firm.

He bent down, his aged hands trembling slightly, yet he grasped the hilt of the divine sword with unparalleled precision.

He picked up the divine sword, raised it above his head, and slowly straightened his body.

At that moment, even his back seemed to straighten up considerably.

He spoke, his voice deep yet carrying an indescribable fervor, as if performing some ancient ritual: "Aceclone, return to my side!"

Upon hearing George's words, Mo Bai couldn't help but think to herself, "So he called the Sword of Azmith the Sword of Aceclone..." This subtle difference in naming seemed somewhat comical at this moment, yet it also carried an ominous premonition.

Seeing George raise the divine sword, with that posture and that tone, Mo Bai already knew what was about to happen.

As if to confirm his premonition, the divine sword suddenly burst forth with a dazzling golden light!

But this light was completely different from the light that Mojas had previously unleashed, or the light that appeared when the seal was broken.

It is gentler, yet carries a sacred and ancient power.

The light flowed across George's entire body as if it were alive.

A magnificent, metallic-looking medieval white suit of armor appeared out of thin air on him, covered with intricate patterns.

Even more shockingly, his originally old and hunched appearance was changing at a visible speed—the wrinkles were smoothed out, his gray hair became thick and shiny with gold, and his body became tall and strong with bulging muscles.

In an instant, he transformed from a frail old man into a middle-aged medieval warrior with flowing blond hair, sharp eyes, and a powerful presence!

A completely transformed George stood there, his armor gleaming, his sword gleaming, like a hero straight out of an ancient epic.

George then turned to look at the four shocked people.

His gaze swept over each of their faces, finally settling on a spot in the void.

He spoke, his voice loud and full of fighting spirit, echoing through the cave.

"Let the dragon reappear!"