Chapter 608 Is Your Attack Over? Now, It's My Turn!

"It seems that this is the so-called [Thousand-person Herrscher]. Even by Herrscher standards, your appearance is quite unique.

The corners of Jizi's mouth twitched, her eyes narrowed into slits, and she glanced past the countless dolls and monsters.

The thin silver lines hanging in the sky intertwined with each other and reflected dim light and shadow. At first glance, they thought they were an endless curtain of rain.

Eeyah - Eeeah -

Click - click -

The puppet and the monster slowly but surely moved towards Himeko. Their hands and feet were twitching as always. Every time they took a step forward, their heads would rotate counterclockwise at a certain angle. And those monsters are simply a golden core, pieced together with grotesque limbs, without even a head. They look like reptiles like spiders, but they learn to walk upright like humans. In addition, the two are densely lined up, and they have no heads. There are countless numbers, and some people may be directly frightened.

"But adults are not afraid of these things."

Ji Zi grinned, but when she thought that her life should probably start counting from 2005, her smile became...even brighter.

"After doing this for a long time, it turns out that I am a minor. Kiana is never allowed to call me Aunt Jizi again."

A drop of cold sweat slid along the bangs on the forehead, past the temples, across the cheekbones, quickly across the cheeks, and then... dripped.

"Tick-tock——"

Such a crisp sound does not exist in reality. It is a signal in Jizi's mind, which means - do it!

"bass--"

Shirter's arc-shaped blade changed from dark red to cyan blue and even white. It was not fading, but the high-speed friction of the soul steel particles controlled by the Honkai Impact on the blade, raising the temperature of the blade in an instant. It has reached the point where "with this fierce fire, I will kill everything without stopping".

Only a flash of pink-white light passed through his sight, and then, the dolls in the circle closest to Himeko were chopped into two pieces in the blink of an eye. The figure of the dead monster became blurred until it became translucent, but its posture still retained the appearance of being scratched by a blade. The fractured area of ​​the doll was charred black, and the air was filled with the aroma of burning wood, but there was no trace of open flame.

But just like that, what's the use?

The dolls had no fear, and the monsters were not afraid of death. They chanted obscure and harsh syllables in their mouths, and pounced on Jizi again with their claws and teeth.

"Drink——"

The big sword was rotating clockwise along Jizi's waist. Jizi suddenly let go of her left hand, wrapped her left arm from the front of her body to behind her neck, and then grasped the hilt of the sword again. Her whole body also rotated, and while jumping up on her toes, The big sword was also carried over his head, and as a red light flashed, the blade directly collided with the ground. In the explosion, flames and smoke swept everything.

"puff--"

Suddenly a hole opened in the smoke, and the fiery red color crashed into the dolls and monsters like flying sparks.

The iron boots trampled on the ground with a clanging sound, and the thick and curved sword flew left and right, smashing all the dolls and monsters that tried to get close to her and stop her.

Jizi kept rushing, kept rushing, her eyes never focused in front of her, she just stared at the snow-white a thousand meters away.

A little closer, a little closer.

The battle continued, the sword in his hand became heavier and heavier, and his steps became slower.

"drink!"

The light and shadow around him changed so fast that all the colors were pulled into abstract lines. Only the white at the end of his sight remained unchanged.

The sword kept flashing in front of her eyes. Compared to attacking the enemy consciously, Himeko felt as if she was just fighting according to her instincts.

"Is this the only level you...have?"

Jizi stopped for the first time.

[I really want to gasp for air. But no, I can't let them see my fatigue. 】

Ji Zi dragged the big sword with her backhand, pursed her lips tightly, and only relied on her breath to relieve the contraction of her lungs in the cold.

[Really, you have such a young body, but your physical strength can't keep up... Can't you make me look younger? 】

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

Taking a deep breath, Jizi rushed forward again.

The moment he stepped hard on the ground with his left foot, the cracked and dented lines suddenly spread to ten meters away. The dolls and monsters within the range, the ones closest to him were directly shaken to the sky, and the ones further away could not help but sway left and right. He even accidentally fell to the ground.

【Good opportunity! 】

The ground on which the toes of her right feet stepped also began to crack. In less than a tenth of a second, Jizi lowered her body and leaned forward. Her slender legs were stretched into an arch shape, and she could be ejected in the next moment.

Boom——

The heart suddenly expanded, and then contracted violently as if it was being grasped.

The circulation of blood and the flow of consciousness stopped in this short moment, and the Honkai energy that had been integrated with the muscles quickly melted into the mud like snow in early spring.

His body seemed to no longer belong to him, and his vision had a reddish filter.

The vision was blurry, but clear purple lines were reflected in the lower left corner.

[Why...why at this time! 】

"Slightly, slightly, slightly -"

Before she could kick out her legs, she was suddenly caught by the doll. Jizi stumbled and fell to the ground.

Click, click, click

The monster raised its arms, which were like mantis front paws, and struck down hard from a high place, but was bounced away by the armor covering its legs.

"Are you pigs? Attack her where she has no armor!"

A sharp voice sounded from the puppet.

"snort--"

With a groan, Jizi held Shirtel with both hands and tried to get up, but more dolls rushed up. They grabbed her thighs, pushed her waist with their knees, and pressed her waist with their hands. Shoulders, tore her hair, and stepped on her head with his feet...

I don't know how many dolls pounced on her, pinning her down like a stack of arhats. There were so many that the monsters that could have killed her directly with their spikes were unable to do anything.

However, Himeko did feel like she was going to die.

The figure of the doll is petite, but the material density is surprisingly high. It is firmly pressed at the bottom. Breathing has long been cut off. The eyes must be closed tightly. It seems that this is the only way to prevent the eyeballs from being squeezed out of the sockets under the huge pressure. , the bones and flesh all over the body were screaming, and even Jizi couldn't tell whether the "clicking, clicking" sounds were the collision of the doll's joints or the sound of her bones breaking.

[But... damn... is this the limit already...]

Click - click -

[Is that the end of it... Obviously in a place like this... I can't even see Kiana's face clearly...]

[Yes...why do we have to fight...]

【What on earth am I fighting for...】

[...This body, even if it wears this armor, is not as effective as Seele and Bronya... If the people who come in are them, they will definitely not stop here...]

[If I hadn’t overheard their conversation at that time, would I still be wearing this armor...]

In the final analysis, all the memories of this body, more than half of the experiences, and the name are all false...

What is right, what is yearning for, what is longing for, what is disgusting, what is fearful, what is wanted to escape, what is inescapable, and what must be done are all already in my mind. Blurred.

Because this body is false, along with its past identity, does everything this body once believed in, everything this body once pursued, and everything this body once promised still have meaning?

Many familiar faces flashed through my mind one after another. Perhaps these are the [marquee] at the end of my life.

A father who doesn't exist, a teacher who doesn't know her, Captain Ragnar who has died long ago, the principal who always wants to confiscate all the wine hidden in her dormitory, an "aunt" who always sleeps in class, Students who are rude and reckless...

Boom——

The heart that was almost crushed started beating again.

The face in my mind stopped at the stupid smile of the unqualified student.

Then, in the blur of white, another face emerged.

That's Mikael.

She should have been stopped at the door along with everyone else, and she knew this very well.

"Because in my plan, this is not the place where you die. You should...hehe..."

[What lie are you talking about? How good are you at telling lies? Don’t you have a clue in your heart...]

"In the last era, I once knew a person who looked very similar to you."

"That...Captain Himiko?"

"Yes...but...I failed to save her back then."

[It’s really ironic. In a sense, I am the woman you are talking about. So, you failed to save her last time, will you choose to send me to death this time? 】

"I am...forget it, if I were a Herrscher, Himeko, do you think I would be fighting for Honkai, or fighting for humanity?"

[Now, why do you still think of this stupid question...Mikael, from the first time you killed someone, there is no going back. 】

It is like this, it seems like this.

There is no going back.

Even though the moment I learned the truth from Mebius, I didn’t know whether it had been [set] like this or if it was just an accident. Another vague memory seemed to be stuffed into my brain. That was that The short life of a person named Himihu was a combination of too many regrets and despair, and an ending that could not be considered happy no matter how you look at it. But there really is no going back.

This is not the civilization that long ago ceased to exist fifty thousand years ago. This is the world she is familiar with.

She is a copy of Himiko, but she is not Himiko. She has her own name - Himeko.

Even though the name is exactly the same, even though the face is the same, Mikael probably always has the illusion that he is facing his former captain when facing her...

But she...

Yes, she is indeed a copy of Himihu, an artificial human created to maintain the history of this world in line with the "script" spoken by those who came before. Everything about her was born from the woman named Himihu, but... …

But she also had something that Himihu didn't have.

Those twelve years of life, at least the twelve years so far, belong to [Himeko].

The things she has experienced in the past twelve years, the people she has met, the relationships she has established, the vows and dreams she has made...even if they are in perfect agreement with the [script] spoken by the forerunners, it is nothing to her, Jizi. Questions, real, real life!

This world is cruel, and cruelty is false in everything.

Reality is a crisscross of lies. Everyone is playing their own fictional roles in a daze. Everyone sees others as the roles that others want others to see. Even everything that happens around us cannot understand all the causes and effects, all the principles.

However, it is precisely because everything is false, and because everything is like quicksand and fireflies, which disappear from the fingers when they are grasped, that is why people always want to grasp the truth that belongs only to themselves in this false world.

That's right, whether it is a replica of Himiko or Jiko, Kiana is her student - this is the truth that she can grasp at this last moment.

Even if this student is disobedient, even if this student always calls her aunt rudely, even if this student who hides instant noodles and junk food in her dormitory always wants to report her to the dean for hiding alcohol in her dormitory, even if this student always sleeps very deeply in class, and it takes a lot of force to wake her up with a thrown chalk, which is really troublesome...

Even if this student is a Herrscher, even if everything about this student is false, even if she is not called Kiana Kaslana, even if she is K423, or Silin, the three years she spent as her student are the truth that can be grasped.

What else is there to say?

In the gradually blurred and dissipated consciousness, Kiana's face overlapped with Mikael's.

Why would these two people who have little relationship be connected together?

Perhaps it's because... they are all idiots.

Yes, although the memory belonging to [Himiko] is just a vague and foggy flower, it is still undeniable that Mikael is an idiot.

He and she are both fools who like to show off and carry a lot of burdens that don't belong to them, and are stubborn and don't listen to others.

Mikael regretted that he didn't save Himiko 50,000 years ago.

But, Himiko felt that the real Himiko was also regretting that she couldn't save the child in the end.

So, as Himiko, does she also regret it?

No, absolutely not, regret this kind of thing, absolutely not!

At this moment, Kiana is her student, this is the only reality she can grasp. And facing this reality, what she can do, what she must do is--

Absolutely can't let Kiana, that fool, become like Mikael! !

"Haaaaaa--"

A hoarse and desperate roar came from the gap between the overlapping dolls.

[Mikael is too invincible, this is his only weakness, and also our only chance. 】

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh——"

[Because he is too invincible, even Kevin can hardly hurt him in the true sense, so he doesn't know what fear and caution are. 】

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh——"

[Because he is too invincible, he is also too lonely. So whenever he encounters a battle, he will always play with his opponent like a cat and mouse for a long, long time. He has not fallen into meaningless sadness in the battle because of everything that happened in the past. This is our chance. 】

"Ahhhh——Ahhh——"

[Try to break through Mikael's defense, even if it is just one person rushing in. Considering his personality, if it is Seele, Bronya or Himeko, it may work. Even if it fails, Yulan Dell, who "ran" directly from the Quantum Sea, can also be used as a surprise soldier to rescue Kiana. As for Meiyi... We don't know how the power of the Herrscher is "dominated" yet. To be on the safe side, you should enter the Quantum Sea from the Paradise of the Past, and then run into the Domination Theater. You should still join the battlefield against Mikael. Don't act rashly. 】

"Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah, ah-"

The roar was intermittent, and it became deeper and deeper as time went by. But no puppet cared. In their hearts, victory was already within their grasp.

【And there are only two things that people who enter the Domination Theater have to do-first, hold on until Oran Dell arrives, and attract as many Herrscher individuals as possible to your vicinity. Second, hold on with Oran Dell for a total of about two hours. Once the Second God Key is fully charged, the Hyperion will immediately perform a space jump and enter the Domination Theater. The Moonlight Throne has completed the charging in advance, and you are also equipped with a locator. Even if you die in the theater, as long as the locator on the body is not damaged, the Moonlight Throne can launch a devastating attack on the gathered Herrscher individuals. Even if there are a thousand Herrs like in the last era, as long as most of them are killed, the remaining ones that escaped will not be able to cause any trouble. 】

"But, in the end, I couldn't even hold on until Yulan Dell arrived..."

The roar stopped.

I can't break free.

I can't break free at all.

My limbs... no, all the joints in my body, the muscles exposed outside the armor were crushed, and I don't know where the great sword called Surtr fell in the battle.

But the battle is not over yet.

Even if it's just wishful thinking, as long as you are still willing to fight, it's not considered a [loss].

Even if you die, you have to make a final battle cry before you die.

No matter which era, whether it's Himiko or Jiko, they are all such warriors.

[What if the weapon is lost? Every movable part of this body can be a weapon. 】

"Haa ...

The roar that had stopped suddenly started again, and the "hill" made up of more than twenty dolls began to shake violently for some unknown reason.

"Are you kidding? There are so many people who can't hold her down? Keep going, Jimei!"

I don't know which doll shouted, and more and more dolls were lifted up by the silver string, and then stacked on the hill full of twitching doll limbs.

[Even if it is death, even if life is worse than death, no matter this body, no matter what I become, at least at this moment, I only want, only want to save Kiana, who let this fool, it is me, Immeasurable Taji Where is the student who worries me the most? 】

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

For a moment, pink light gushed out from the gap between the dolls, but it was only fleeting, so fast that most of the dolls, including Kiana, who was bound in the middle of the stone platform, thought It's an illusion.

But the next moment, an even more dazzling light pierced out from the gaps in the doll. The light was like a lead, and the winding tongues of fire soon spewed out along the lines of light.

For a moment, the flames raged, and the billowing heat waves distorted the space. They fought in this ridiculous existence called [Theatre], burning everything in sight. Black and gray smoke rose straight up. It was as if he had been sucked right into the dark hole in the middle of the sky.

The flames gradually shrank, and there were countless black figures in the fiery red background. They were dolls and monsters that were caught in the fire. Their limbs were twitching, struggling, and running around, but they could not be extinguished. of flames.

Even the screams that should have been frightening were completely drowned out by the "crackling" sound made when the flames burned the wood. In a sense, it was... a silent death.

Burning, burning, as if it was going to burn the entire space before it could stop, suddenly there was a black shadow in the flames.

The slender figure of the black shadow was continuously distorted by the leaping flames, until the body walked out of the flames step by step.

"呲——"

White water vapor emerged from Jizi's body. She seemed to have lost consciousness. She held her head high. Her exposed skin, including her sassy face, was covered with purple lines, like ice cracks on porcelain, and like ice cracks on porcelain. The whole person will really shatter into pieces in the next moment. The entire originally fiery red armor was also covered in scorched black marks. His broken right hand was tightly holding Shirter, who had only half of it left. His steps were staggering like a walking zombie, and every step seemed to have been done with all his strength.

She walked out of the fire and took three steps forward.

Then his head slowly drooped, and his body leaned forward along with it. Only his eyes were still staring in front of him, revealing his pale eyes without eyeballs.

Guinevere saw the puppet beside her unconsciously take half a step back, and then raised her hand tremblingly. Then, she also received the "attack" command in her mind.

However, the puppets on the field, as well as the monsters in the imaginary world controlled by them, were hesitant.

"Ah...ah..."

Jizi slowly took two steps forward, and let out two intermittent roars from her lowered mouth, but they were covered up by heavier breathing.

Suddenly, her right hand, which was broken at an abnormal angle, twisted back to its normal position, as did her legs and neck. If you get close to the doll, you can even see the commotion of the subcutaneous bones in her chest and abdomen - I don't know which doll it is, but in this case, it is still in the mood to share these things in quantum entanglement communication.

[No...she is in the wrong state...there is no Silence Gem on the Blank Key, so how can she have such strong recovery power? This is...attack quickly! Immediately, immediately! 】

The leader's scream sounded in the mind of each individual puppet, but everyone had not had time to take action...

Jizi trembled, looking in the direction of Kiana, her amber eyes gradually returned to her eyes.

The right hand holding Shirter moved slowly towards the center of the body, until the trembling left hand, dripping with blood, came to the front and grasped the long hilt of the sword.

Jizi suddenly straightened her body, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes swept around her body. She watched helplessly as more and more monsters fell from the sky, blocking her escape route. She also watched the original monsters falling from the sky. The monster that was killed by her and became translucent gradually regained its color and stood up again...

There was no despair, she just smiled brighter and brighter, and even the purple lines at the corners of her mouth were distorted, as if the person who was forced into a desperate situation was not her, but the countless people who should have surrounded her. Even average.

"Hello!"

She laughed and shouted:

"Is your attack... over? Now, it's my turn!" (End of this chapter)