The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

Two minutes later, the four people were lying on the cold concrete floor of the rooftop, breathing heavily.

"Xie'er, you are so strong! How did you do it?"

"Xie'er...Xie'er just wanted to help everyone at that time, and then...then..."

"Idiot Kiana, if you don't know how to praise others, don't praise them!"

The three of them laughed quickly, but Mei Yi did not make a sound.

Kiana secretly held Mei's left hand, as if she was afraid that she would do something stupid again. But Mei Yi squeezed her hand tightly in turn. The force of the squeeze made Kiana feel a slight pain, but she did not make a sound. Although she was an idiot, she also knew that what Mei Yi was most afraid of at this time was being raped. Leave behind.

"Don't worry Mei Yi, neither Bronya nor I, nor Xi'er, will abandon you."

She deliberately avoided Mikael's name because whenever he was mentioned, it was inevitable that Mebius would be mentioned.

Sadness was naturally sad, not only sad, but also angry. She wanted to beat up the consciousness that had taken over Mei Yi's body, but if she thought about it carefully, if she really did it, wouldn't it still be Mei Yi's body that she would be hit with?

In the end, there was nothing she could do. Of course she wanted to be sad, but she had to at least get through the current hurdle before she could continue to be sad.

But what she didn't understand was that Bronya, who was supposed to be smarter, took the initiative to stir up the topic at this time:

"Sister Mei, Bronya knows everything about you. Aunt Mebius's death is not your fault."

"Bronya!"

Kiana clearly felt Mei Yi's suddenly cold palms, and in an instant, sticky cold sweat even broke out on her palms. She turned to look at Bronya with some annoyance, but what she met was the latter's unusually calm eyes.

The moonlight dripped into her eyes like water, adding a bit of color to them. The color is like cement, cold and hard. It is also like a lonely wilderness, although it is calm, it is so quiet that it is scary.

For some reason, Kiana felt that this look was familiar. It's not surprising. After all, she and Bronya have lived under the same roof for more than a month. Isn't it normal for her eyes to be familiar?

She didn't think deeply. And Bronya quickly turned her head to look at the sky.

"You have to face this kind of thing sooner or later. Instead of waiting until you have a knot in your mind, it's better to explain everything clearly from the beginning, right, Sister Mei?"

Meiyi didn't make any response, and Bronya calling her name just showed that she was talking to her. She quickly said to herself:

"Sister Mei, there is another consciousness in your body, the consciousness of conquering gems, right? Bronya believes you. Mebius's matter is her fault and has nothing to do with you. Bronya feels that Mikay I will definitely understand, so sister Yayi, you don’t have to feel guilty about this.”

"..."

Meiyi remained silent and didn't answer. At first, Kiana thought she didn't know how to answer. She just silently rubbed the palm of Mei Yi's left hand, wiping away the cold sweat that kept pouring out bit by bit.

It wasn't until she noticed that the cold sweats were getting more and more constant that she realized something was wrong.

"Mei! Mei!"

Kiana turned over and sat up, using the little light from the sky to see Mei Yi's pale face clearly.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her eyelids were trembling violently due to excessive force, and a trace of blood oozed from the corners of her tightly pursed mouth.

Then, she noticed Mei's right hand that was bleeding.

"What happened to her hand?"

Bronya also sat up. While asking questions, she pulled off a section of the hem of her shirt and tied it tightly on Mei's upper arm. He took out a small tube of liquid from his pocket, tore open the package, and inserted the needle into Meiyi's arm.

"This is an analgesic injection found from below. You should feel better after the injection, but it will take a while to take effect."

"Thanks."

Mei said softly.

But Bronya shook her head. It doesn't make much sense for her to do this. She doesn't know how Mei Yi's right hand became like this, but judging from the current injury, although the blood flow is not too much, the artery should not be damaged, but the bones are twisted and broken. It was so cracked that she didn't even dare to touch or bandage it... In fact, she could tell at a glance that Mei Yi's right hand couldn't be saved, and all she could do was make her feel better.

She glanced at Mei, then quietly glanced at Kiana, but in the end she did not say these words.

"Blessed hands and blessed feet" is just a joke of joy in suffering. Even people who have experienced hundreds of battles, when faced with themselves becoming incomplete, often... Meiyi's current mental state is not good, and she has suffered such a series of It's a shock, it's better not to tell her - although Bronya said not long ago that "it's better to explain everything clearly from the beginning than to wait until you have a knot in your mind", but this reality is very difficult for a seventeen-year-old girl. It was a bit too cruel, so Bronya had no choice but to change her mind.

As for the idiot Kiana, what will happen if I tell her? She would just yell and cause trouble.

After about two or three minutes, Meiyi breathed out gently.

The effect of the analgesic injection was as good as ever, and the pain in my right arm was like lead on a white paper, being erased bit by bit with an eraser, leaving only a large gray mark. But this wasn't entirely a good thing, because Mei Yi's consciousness became drowsy again.

She supported her body with her left hand and sat up. Her eyelids opened with force, but they quickly dropped like flags fluttered by the wind.

She could only vaguely see three figures in front of her eyes, and she knew they were the three girls who had just given her life again. She opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came out of her throat. Instead, the voices of the three girls gradually became clearer in her ears:

"We must leave here quickly. Not to mention the problems of night and day, the gunshots and screams just now were so sudden and obvious. Those dead soldiers and Honkai Beasts will naturally gather here. If we encounter those two people again, A ten-meter-tall Honkai beast..."

This voice was cold and had a hint of childishness that could not be erased. Unsurprisingly, it was Bronya speaking. At this moment, she was the only one among the four who could analyze the problem calmly.

"But Sister Bronya and Sister Mei are injured...and with just the four of us, we probably won't be able to go very far, right?"

Even in such a dangerous situation, Xi'er's voice was still so soft and waxy. Even if she wanted to refute, it would be difficult for her to say something too harshly.

"Xie'er, what do you mean...stay here and wait for Mikael?"

"Well, it's nine o'clock in the evening now. Counting the time, if nothing happens, brother Mikael should come back to see us."

"You...really trust him..."

The words almost blurted out, but Bronya covered her mouth without leaving a trace and forced the words back.

It’s not that she has any objections to Mikael. Mebius also confirmed Mikael’s reliability with his actions, but seeing that Xier trusted him so much... No, it seemed that besides trust, there was also What special emotion made her feel confused and... uncomfortable?

She shook her head, suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, and then explained seriously:

"If possible, Bronya would rather stay here and wait for Mikael, but even he shouldn't be able to determine our location. I just tried my cell phone, and the signal was completely messed up. And Sister Mei's father also I don’t know what the situation is...according to Mikael’s original plan, uh..."

Sure enough, no matter what you say, you can’t avoid Mebius.

Mikael's original plan was very simple, and Bronya didn't need to spend much time to figure it out. He was going to save Mei's father, while Mebius was responsible for saving them. It was even possible that they had made an appointment to meet in the sky. Meet somewhere outside the city. As for the Herrscher, of course he knew about it, but he shouldn't have expected that Mebius would die in such a dramatic manner.

Now several people can't contact him at all. Even telling Mikael their current location and situation has become a luxury. How can they be sure that he will come here to save people?

But at this time, it is better to have hope than despair. Bronya regretted that she just pointed out this fact, and quickly added:

"However, Brother Mikael... Brother's ability is mysterious. Even if he really has a way to know the situation here and come here, it is not impossible. If this is the case, even if we are not here, he can still find us. We. But if we continue to stay here, as I said before... it is too dangerous."

Xi'er lowered her head and thought for a moment, but didn't speak again. And Kiana's mind is full of Mei Yi, and at this time, no idea can come to her mind. As for Mei...

Bronya felt the breath behind her and looked back, only to see Mei nodded slightly towards her.

So there was no objection to leaving the building.

What the four, or to be precise, seven girls didn't know was that on the rooftop of the building opposite the police station, a figure sat leisurely and watched the performance from beginning to end.

"It's really strange. The Conquering Stone is the core of the Herrscher that has already been born. There shouldn't be any new consciousness in it. Why does Raiden Mei..."

The mechanical voice of Prometheus sounded in Mikael's ears, adding a little hustle and bustle to the cold night.

"Because the consciousness in Leiden Meiyi's mind has nothing to do with conquering the gems, let alone the Herrscher... Wait, Prometheus, are you... shirking your responsibility in advance?"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Prometheus habitually denied it three times in a row, and then warned belatedly:

"Mikael, let me remind you one last time. I am Prometheus No. 17, which is different from the incomplete products of No. 0 and No. 16. Please don't confuse our concepts."

"Anyway, you are all just a part of the consciousness of the 'Prometheus' system, it doesn't matter."

"If you make such a joke again, don't blame me for using my ultimate power on you."

Listening to the faint threatening voice of No. 17, Mikael shook his head indifferently.

"I just think, No. 17, you are becoming more and more human. No, maybe you are..."

Mikael's words stopped abruptly, and he smiled lightly, a wisp of cyan wind swirling around his fingertips.

In the past, he rarely used the power of wind. Remembering that in the beginning, he spent all his energy on developing the power of space, and even sacrificed himself for a while. But after he became immortal twice in succession, he didn't need more power. Gives him a bonus in combat effectiveness.

For him, these powers were once just fragments that had to be collected but were of little use. Their only meaning is to piece together bit by bit under his feet to piece together a path back to the end for him.

It’s just that these 50,000 years have been too long. Even if Mikael does everything he can think of, he will have too much surplus, so he has to do many things he doesn’t want to do or is too lazy to do. time.

Of course, this is his power...

He slowly raised his palm, and the wisp of green in his palm floated towards the end of the street. Then the lingering night wind stirred up again, and even the red thunder arc that had been hidden in the black clouds and almost disappeared. It flickered again.

"how about you?"

No. 17 suddenly spoke again.

"Me what?"

"So you, Mikael, are you becoming more and more human, or are you becoming less and less human?"

Mikael suddenly turned his head and looked at the mechanical girl through the gap between the world of real numbers and the world of imaginary numbers.

The smile on his face did not diminish and he said very naturally:

"What do you mean? I've always been human, haven't I?"

No. 17 was speechless for a moment. She silently glanced at this familiar but unfamiliar city. She had seen the name of Changkong City in the files of Fire Chasing Moth, and also knew that Mikael had been here with the third party. The Herrscher fought with all his strength and met his "first" death.

Although the territory has changed, today's Changkong City may not coincide with the former Changkong City, but since it has been given this name, it has a special meaning for Mikael.

But No. 17 couldn't feel any emotion from Mikael, whether it was sadness, remembrance, or anything else, it didn't exist.

His emotions seemed to be artificially pulled into a straight line. No, perhaps it is more appropriate to use the metaphor of forcibly freezing the water surface into ice. It is impossible for the water surface to be without waves, but the ice surface is flat. As for what will happen next, only he himself knows.

And No. 17... Actually, it has seen Changkong City, the former Changkong City. Just in photo form.

It was after the seventh collapse. Humanity once thought that they had won a breather, so they planned to increase investment in rebuilding the Far East region. Changkong City was once a key reconstruction area. On the 17th, they took the opportunity to sort out many Changkong City. photo.

It had to be said that the Changkong City that appeared in front of her now could not be said to be completely unrelated to the Changkong City in the photo, except for the difference in light and shadow between day and night.

The broken bricks and tiles scattered everywhere like peeled fish scales, and occasionally one or two tall buildings standing like cactus in the desert... If there is anything different, it is that it envelopes the whole world, as if it is deliberately The crimson moonlight that gave shape to the lingering smell of blood.

Fifty thousand years ago, all this was given by the Third Herrscher.

And fifty thousand years later, all this was thanks to the hero who killed the Third Herrscher.

This is somewhat ironic.

Wait a moment!

When No. 17 woke up from his memories, he felt even more ridiculous.

She is obviously an artificial intelligence, but to her, memory is just a string of data. Facing a string of data makes her sad. Isn't this a magic that reduces efficiency unique to humans?

No. 17 shook his head, and Fang You said quietly:

"Everything that happened fifty thousand years ago...the memories from that time, the wishes from that time, the vows that were made from that time, the love that was left behind from that time...do they all still count?"

"Of course it counts, because I have always been Mikael."

Mikael stood up. Number 17 in the imaginary space looked at the familiar figure from the real space and shook his head.

"If you betray your former ideals, you will be nothing to me. I will use my ultimate power to completely eliminate you."

"I understand. After all, your mission is to complete the Stigma Project."

"No, you don't understand anything."

These words did not reach Mikael's ears, because No. 17 had broken the connection between the two before speaking.

Then, at the end of the street where Mikael was looking, in the direction where the wisp of cyan wind had blown, a hill moved slowly but surely.

"Are you going to betray everything you've ever had?"

Mikael also asked himself questions in his heart, but this question mark was like a pebble thrown into the abyss. He didn't get any response for a long time, and it didn't even cause the slightest ripple in his heart. At least, he didn't have any ripples on his face.

"I never wanted to betray..."

He wiped his cheeks with his hands, and there were still fragments of Thunder Ryoma's heart between his fingers.

"But I've been betrayed."