The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Sister Ying! Uh-"

Bronya caught up with Sakura after about ten seconds, but this time difference was meaningless. Sakura's whole soul seemed to have been sucked away, and she just knelt down silently on the barely identifiable body. Next to the humanoid body.

"this……"

No words can be used to describe the mood at this moment.

No, to be precise, the part of the brain that constitutes the language plate shut down under such an impact and was temporarily unable to function, so that nothing could be said.

To be honest, Bronya has seen corpses in similar miserable conditions, even more miserable ones, completely inhuman. She has also seen too many corpses on the battlefield.

Moreover, many of those corpses were the corpses of people whom Bronya knew well, at least who were far closer to her than Ling.

but.

Just like getting the correct answer to a math problem, it doesn't mean that the process is absolutely problem-free, and the same result doesn't mean that the matter itself can be accepted again.

In the Siberian snowfields, death occurs in four ways.

The first is freezing to death or starving to death. Relatively speaking, this is the most common and painful way to die, but it also has the least visual impact.

The second type is vendetta, just like Uncle Maxim was killed and Bronya avenged him. If she had not left the snowfield, Bronya might have been killed by someone with hatred one day. . The methods of the vendetta are often very disgraceful, and the target of the vendetta will be tortured before death. However, fate has always been an exchange of equal value. When a person kills someone else, it is destined that he will most likely do it for someone else. killed. Since it is revenge, it is not unacceptable emotionally.

The third and fourth types are almost the same, they all die on the battlefield, but they are divided according to the enemy - they die on the battlefield against humans, or they die on the battlefield against Honkaimon. However, bullets, cannonballs and Honkai Beasts have no emotions. Even if their destructive power can easily turn people into flesh and blood mixed with slush, they themselves do not have any "malice". Of course, death cannot be without negative emotions, but like vendetta, it only makes the survivors angrier and more hateful.

But the death in front of him... is simply... too ridiculous.

It was obvious who the murderer was. The hundreds of wounds on the torso were all stab wounds. Judging from the size of the wounds, they should have been caused by standard daggers. The fractures on the girl's wrists and ankles were not neat, and the muscles in her limbs were stiff and stiff, especially in her neck. You could feel the desperate screams from the scene. Judging from the scene, the group of people deliberately broke them first. The girl's hand tendons and hamstrings made it difficult for her to struggle, and then he used a blunt knife to cut off her hands and feet bit by bit, and finally killed her.

Most people would have fainted under such pain, so these soldiers most likely injected Ling with some kind of medicine that can keep the nerves active... For soldiers, it is still very easy to get these things, destiny Similar things will even be temporarily distributed to the Valkyrie before the war.

But what is that?

A vendetta?

What grudges do the soldiers here have against Ling? Strictly speaking, Sakura is still their comrade-in-arms. Bronya has indeed seen scumbags reaching out to the widows and orphans of their comrades-in-arms, but that is just an example. Dozens of scumbags appeared at the same time, and they were gathered together. Bronya Nia felt that the probability of this was simply lower than that of becoming a Herrscher tomorrow.

But it is indeed a vendetta, but this hatred has nothing to do with Ling. It was hatred towards Herrscher and Honkai, but it was Suzu's body that bore the hatred in the end.

What is this...

Will Mei and Kiana also end up like this in the future...

wrong! The current situation is no time to think about this!

"Sister Ying, let's hurry up..."

Bronya pressed Sakura's shoulders and tried to shake her awake, but as soon as she exerted force, Sakura's body fell down and fell next to Ling's body.

She didn't care about the blood on the ground. It was Ling's blood, and Sakura wouldn't mind it. She just stretched out her hand and hugged Ling hard.

Bronya's cheeks twitched twice, and in a daze, the scene in her sight changed. The two protagonists in front of her seemed to have turned into...

"Snapped!"

She slapped her cheek sharply.

I can't think about it any more.

Taking a deep breath, Bronya turned around and walked towards the door.

"Sister Ying, don't forget the agreement you made with Bronya."

She really didn't know what to say, so let's just do this.

The breath of the two people and the sound they just made will undoubtedly attract the dead soldiers on this floor. Whether it was for survival or for something else, at least until Sakura recovered, Bronya had to face these dead soldiers alone.

She had tried it before, but the artificial stigmata of destiny did not work here. All she could rely on was the power of her body, a wakizashi, and a dagger.

To be honest, Bronya was used to relying on the power of artificial stigmata to fight against Honkai, and she didn't know how long she could last if she only relied on herself and conventional weapons.

Fortunately, there are still those long-lasting memories. Bronya made a simple calculation. One-on-one is definitely no problem. It should not be a problem to deal with two ordinary dead soldiers at the same time. Three of them have to rely on their size and speed to win. Three of them will win. There are more than one, or if you encounter stronger dead soldiers, you can only find ways to delay time.

In addition, without the blessing of artificial stigma, how long this body can support her, or in other words, how much her own endurance has increased without the influence of artificial stigma compared to three years ago, is also a question.

However, there is no other way to go now. Instead of blindly breaking through and facing the dead soldiers on the 33rd floor underground and the entire Fire Chasing Moth whose situation is unknown, it is better to use the door of the prison room that only allows one adult to pass through. This terrain advantage blocks the dead soldiers and delays time. It is more reliable to put hope on Sakura.

"Shua——"

The sword flashed past. It was not as bright as Sakura's swing, but it was enough to cut off the outstretched arm of a dead soldier.

"Ah!"

Before the upward movement was over, Bronya had already squatted down, supported her left hand on the ground and rotated her body. The thin and sharp blade cut off the dead man's feet cleanly.

Suddenly losing her balance, before the dead man's body fell to the ground, Bronya had already jumped up from the ground, clamped the dead man's torso with her legs, put her left hand around the dead man's left shoulder, and wrapped her whole body around the dead man's waist. He circled around and nimbly climbed onto the dead man's back.

"Get one."

The wakizashi was placed across the dead man's neck. Bronya used her right hand that was holding the handle of the knife as a fulcrum, her left arm pressed against the back of the knife and suddenly exerted force. The wakizashi easily cut off the dead man's head like a guillotine, and just in time. It stopped in front of Bronya's neck, only scratching the outermost layer of skin.

"call--"

At the expense of lack of strength, her petite body gained flexibility and reaction speed that ordinary people could not imagine. What's more, before the sound of breaking through the air behind her, Bronya had already twisted the axis of her body and was in mid-air. The lieutenant general and the dead soldier's torso were turned upside down, and the blade of the wakizashi was also turned around. The flesh was in contact with the steel, and the second dead soldier's arm was split in half from being upright, like the blossom intestines often found in hot pot. .

"Wait, that's—"

"boom!"

Dazzling sparks tore through the darkness, and what came together with the smell of gunpowder smoke was the vibration of the torso of the dead man in front of him, and the sudden chill in his waist.

Just like the Herrscher, the Death Warrior will also retain the subconscious mind of the original person during his lifetime, and will naturally use most of the weapons that the original person once used, such as firearms.

However, at such a close distance, and considering the dead man's unclear mind, a gun may not be as fast as a knife!

Stepping on solid ground with her feet, seizing the opportunity that she had just been injured but had not yet felt the pain, Bronya rushed forward and put the knife into the throat of the second dead soldier before it pulled the trigger. .

"Click——"

The handle of the knife was quickly rotated to the side, and suddenly only half of the neck was left between the dead soldier's head and shoulders. Then he slashed with his backhand, and the second dead soldier's head rolled to the ground and collided with the previous one. It's a basketball that students throw into the equipment room after physical education class.

Bronya put her shoulder against its body and snatched a pistol from her left hand.

The whole gun was a bit heavy, especially for a girl like her. Bronya weighed it with her hands and confirmed that the weight did not belong to any model she had used, so it became impossible to use the weight to estimate the remaining ammunition in the magazine.

There was no time to make any extra moves, or even time to think. Bronya kicked the bodies of the two dead soldiers out of the door, then held the heavy pistol with both hands and pressed it against her chest. The advantage of this is , the bullet will definitely shoot in the direction of your body.

shortcoming? There was only a thin light from a few signal lights around, which was not enough to illuminate the darkness. When fighting the two dead soldiers before, my eyes could only capture the rough outline. In this case, there was no need to aim.

"Da da da--"

The footsteps gradually approached, and Bronya also moved her body closer to the door.

"Ho-woo!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dead soldier stumbled over the corpse on the national highway at the door. Bronya fired three shots at the silhouette without hesitation. The huge recoil made her wrists numb, and her chest that was pressed against her body also felt faint. Feeling suffocated.

But that's not important. What's important is, how many dead soldiers are there outside? And, how many bullets are left in the gun?

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three more shots were fired, and another blurry silhouette fell. Bronya swallowed and wanted to look back at Sakura, but the sound of clothes rubbing against each other in the aisle made her dare not relax at all.

"Please...please..."

Besides praying in her heart, what else could Bronya do?

After all, the dead soldiers still have the instinct of being biological creatures. When they saw their four companions dead at the door of the prison cell, no dead soldiers dared to rush forward. But this is also a kind of torture for Bronya, a double blow both psychologically and physically. It also reminds her of her mood when she performed her first sniper mission - knowing that the only thing she could do was There was waiting, but he still kept imagining in his mind the anxiety of rushing into the target's stronghold with a submachine gun in hand and beating him into a hornet's nest.

As a result, the thirty-third underground floor actually fell into a strange calm again. When will this calm be broken, and by which party? This was originally a problem that took longer to verify, but with the intervention of a third party, the calm only lasted for half a minute before it was broken——

With a violent vibration above her head, Bronya suddenly rushed out of the cell and pulled the trigger continuously at the black figure in the corridor. She didn't even count how many shots she fired, but when the bullets were all gone, she He immediately threw out the pistol, then pulled out the wakizashi stuck in his waist again, and kept swinging the knife, swinging the knife, swinging the knife, and swinging the knife again at any black shadow that was still shaking in front of him...

I can't see anything clearly, and naturally I don't have any skills at all. I just need to raise the knife high, and then cut, cut, and cut again at the silhouette moving in the dark. The sharp blade will do the rest. Bar……

"Hahaha……"

Every time she swung the knife, she used all her strength. At first, Bronya could control herself not to make a sound, but later, she could not spare any more energy to suppress her desire to shout, and even The shouts were merged with the rapid breathing.

Then, just as Bronya swung her sword for an unknown number of times, the thick armored ceiling above her head collapsed without warning.

"What!"

The flames rushed in like seawater squeezing through the cabin, and it took just one or two breaths to wrap up in front of Bronya.

Bronya's mind went blank. Such an attack reminded her of the power of the Seventh Herrscher that she had seen in another world. But no matter what, even if the power of the artificial stigmata was still there, she could not Impossible to block.

"This is... too messy."

Such a voice seemed to ring in her ears, and then a chill spread behind Bronya, and soon formed a bowl-shaped ice and snow barrier around her.

The flames and the ice waxed and waned, the gray smoke and the white water vapor completely blended together, and then a tall figure walked out from behind the smoke.

"Kevin?"

Bronya still had a clear memory of the big sword with leaping flames. But through the crystal ice wall, Bronya discovered that what appeared in front of her was a masked man with tattered clothes still covered with residue. Strange man on fire.

It sounds strange, but it feels familiar...

"Wait! Who saved Bronya? Is it Sister Ying?"

Just as Bronya was about to turn back, she saw the man in front of her rushing toward her. Before he could arrive, the thick ice wall melted in the heat radiating from his body.

"etc--"

Before the word "misunderstanding" was uttered, a fist as big as a casserole was already in front of her eyes, and the wind of the fist almost scraped off Bronya's scalp. She didn't even have time to close her eyes.

"Snapped--"

There was a soft crisp sound, a sound that could only be made when flesh collided with flesh, but it was not Bronya's head that received the punch, but a hand stretched out from behind her.

"Calm down Qianjie, this girl is not a dead soldier."

"Calm down...hehehe...hahahahahahaha...Kevin, since when did you have the talent to tell cold jokes? Besides, so what if you're not a dead soldier?"

Qianjie's body leaned forward, pressing Kevin almost to retreat, while Bronya was sandwiched between the two of them, unable to walk or speak.

"Watch your words, Qianjie. As long as you are a member of the Fire Chasing Moth, protecting humanity is your unshirkable duty."

Kevin's unyielding attitude only resulted in Qianjie's ridicule:

"Oh? I'm so sorry, but I don't have a sister!"

"Ka-ka-"

Kevin's palms clenched Qianjie's fist, and there was a constant crunching sound, and no one knew whose bones were groaning.

This confrontation did not last long, and Kevin suddenly whispered:

"Qianjie, this girl is not a guard here, she is also a child captured here by the Fire Chasing Moth... just like Ling."

"Huh? Are you kidding me?"

"Sakura brought her all the way here."

"..."

Qianjie retracted his fist silently.

"Where's Sakura? Where's Suzu? Where are they two?"

Qianjie shouted, and was about to pass Bronya and Kevin and walk towards the prison room. Kevin didn't say anything, he just took a step to the side and stood in front of Qianjie.

"Step aside!"

"Qianjie, the sisters have just reunited, they need some time..."

"Do you think I have no brains, Kevin! Do you think my ears can't hear crying, Kevin!"

Qianjie punched the wall beside him, causing the entire base to tremble. Then before Kevin could react, he knocked him away with his shoulder and rushed towards the prison room.

"Qianjie! It was Alicia who told you this! She didn't tell you this to make you cause trouble!"

"roll!"

Kevin quickly grabbed Qianjie, but just at this moment, the communication in his ear rang.

"Kevin, are you on the thirty-third floor underground?"

Kevin held Qianjie with one hand to prevent him from moving forward, and silently opened the communication with the other hand.

"I am here."

"Kevin, it's over. Hua used Yu Duchen to protect most of the people in the base, and the remaining dead soldiers were also cleaned up. At present, the Herrscher's reaction has disappeared, Kevin, we have won, we have defeated The Twelfth Herrscher.”

"..."

"Hello? Kevin? Did something happen on the 33rd floor underground? There was no movement except for the initial burst of Honkai energy from Herrscher..."

"..."

"Kevin, we are not wrong. The first wave of Honkai energy reaction came from the thirty-third underground floor. We are not wrong. The bell is Herrscher."

"..."

"Hahahaha! You are still saying this now...get out of here!"

Qianjie laughed wildly and slapped Kevin's hand away, turned around and rushed towards the prison cell, and Mei's voice suddenly sounded again after a second of silence.

Compared to the tired but somewhat gratified tone a second ago, the current voice can be described as frightened——

"No...how is this possible! Kevin, Herrscher is not dead yet, the Honkai reaction has reappeared!"

There was no need for Medoga to explain, because the alarm sound symbolizing the arrival of the Herrscher sounded again.

Kevin was in a dilemma for a moment, and Bronya also wanted to run back to see Sakura's condition, but as soon as she took a step, she saw Qianjie walking backwards out of the prison room.

Sakura hugged Ling's body and walked out one step at a time.

"The Herrscher is still alive, isn't he?"

"..."

No one answered, even Qianjie, who was extremely irritable a second ago, remained silent.

"I heard it all. The Herrscher is still alive, right?"

"Yes...but Sakura, Herrscher's consciousness is not Suzu..."

"Of course I know."

Sakura interrupted Kevin's words, walked up to Bronya step by step, handed Ling's mangled body to her, and gently patted Bronya's cheek with her bloody palm.

"I'm sorry, Bronya, my sister's battle is not over yet. Can you please help me keep Ling's body? I promised her and I promised you that we will go back to see the cherry blossoms together."

"I...I will..."

Bronya took Ling's body in a daze, and for a moment she felt that the body was as light as paper, yet so heavy that it was breathless.

There was a sour feeling in the middle of her nose. For the first time in many years, she wanted to cry for a story that had little to do with her.