The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"It seems that this is the so-called [Thousand Herrschers]. Even by the standards of Herrschers, you look quite unique.

The corners of Jizi's mouth twitched, and her eyes narrowed into a slit, sweeping past the countless puppets and monsters.

The thin silver lines hanging in the air intertwined with each other, reflecting dim light and shadows. At first glance, I thought it was an endless rain curtain.

Yiya-Yiya-

Ka La-Ka La-

The puppets and monsters slowly and firmly approached Jizi. Their hands and feet twitched as usual. Every time they took a step forward, their heads would rotate counterclockwise at a certain angle. And those monsters were purely a golden core, with strange limbs and no heads. They looked like reptiles like spiders, but they walked upright like humans. Coupled with the dense queues of the two and the countless numbers, some people might be scared silly.

"But adults are not afraid of these things. "

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

"After all this time, it turns out that I am the minor. Kiana is no longer allowed to call me Aunt Jizi."

A drop of cold sweat slid down the bangs on her forehead, across her temple, across her cheekbone, and quickly across her cheek, and then... dripped.

"Tick-tock-"

Such a crisp sound does not exist in reality. It is a signal sent by Jizi in her mind, meaning-take action!

"Swish-"

Sarter's curved blade changed from deep red to blue-green and even white. It was not fading, but the collapse energy controlled the high-speed friction of the soul steel particles on the blade, and in an instant the temperature of the blade was raised to "with this raging fire, cut There was only a flash of pink-white light in sight, and then, the puppets closest to Jizi were cut in half in the blink of an eye. The dead monsters became blurred until they became translucent, but their postures still retained the appearance of being cut by the blade. The broken ends of the puppets were charred black, and the air was filled with the aroma of burning wood, but there was no trace of open flames. However, what's the use of just this? The puppets have no fear, and the monsters are even less afraid of death. , they chanted obscure and harsh syllables, and pounced on Jizi again with their fangs and claws.

"Hah——"

The big sword was spinning clockwise along Jizi's waist. Jizi suddenly let go of her left hand, wrapped her left arm from the front of her body to the back of her neck, and re-gripped the hilt of the sword. Her whole body also rotated. As she jumped up on her toes, the big sword was also carried over her head. With a flash of red light, the blade directly collided with the ground. In the explosion, flames and smoke swept everything.

"Puff——"

A hole suddenly opened in the smoke. , that fiery red color crashed into the puppets and monsters like a flying spark.

The iron boots trampled on the ground, clanging, and the heavy and curved sword flew left and right, picking up and smashing all the puppets and monsters who tried to approach her and block her.

Jizi kept rushing, and her eyes never focused on the front. She just stared at the snow-white one kilometer away.

Closer, closer.

The battle continued, the sword in her hand became heavier, and her steps could not help but become slower.

"Hah!"

The light and shadows around her changed, so fast that all the colors were pulled into abstract lines, only the white at the end of her sight did not change.

The sword kept flashing in front of her eyes. Compared with consciously attacking the enemy, Jizi felt that she seemed to be fighting just following her intuition.

"You... are only... this level? ”

Jizi stopped for the first time.

[I want to breathe deeply. But I can’t. I can’t let them see my fatigue.]

Jizi dragged the sword with her backhand, pursed her lips, and used her breath to relieve the contraction of her lungs in the cold.

[Really, it’s such a young body, but the physical strength can’t keep up... Can’t you make me younger?]

“Haaaaa——”

Take a deep breath and Jizi rushed forward again.

The moment her left foot stepped hard on the ground, the cracked and sunken lines spread to ten meters away. The puppets and monsters in the range, the closest ones were directly shaken into the sky, and the ones farther away were inevitably swayed left and right, and even fell to the ground accidentally.

[Good opportunity!]

The ground where the toe of her right foot stepped on also began to crack. In less than 0.1 second, Jizi’s body lowered and leaned forward. , the long legs were pulled into an arch, ready to be ejected in the next moment.

Bang---

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

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

The body seemed to no longer belong to me, and my vision was also covered with a light red filter.

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

[Why... why at this time! ]

"Lilililililil--"

The legs that had not yet kicked out were suddenly caught by the puppet, and Jizi stumbled and fell to the ground.

Kaala---

The monster raised its arms like the front claws of a mantis and stabbed down from a high place, but was bounced off by the armor wrapped around the legs.

"Are you pigs! Attack her where there is 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 their knees against her waist, 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 monsters that could have killed her directly with their spikes that they couldn't do anything.

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

The figure of the doll is petite, but the density of the material is surprisingly high. It is firmly pressed at the bottom. Breathing has long been cut off, and 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 does not exist, a teacher who does not 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 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.

The reality is a mixture of countless lies. Everyone is acting out their own fictitious role. The other people in everyone's eyes are also the roles that others want others to see. Even everything that happens around them , and it is impossible to understand all the causes and effects and all the principles.

However, it is precisely because everything is false, and precisely because everything is like quicksand and fireflies that dissipate from the fingers when held, so talents always want to hold something that belongs only to themselves in this false world. of reality.

This is the case, whether she is a copy of Himiko or Himeko, Kiana is her student - this is the reality she can grasp at this last moment.

Even if this student is still disobedient, even if this student always calls her aunty rudely, even if this student whose dormitory is full of instant noodles and junk food always wants to report her to the principal for hiding alcohol in the dormitory, even if this student Students always fall into a deep sleep when they go to class, and it takes a lot of strength to wake her up with the chalk that is thrown, which is really troublesome...

Even if this student is a Herrscher, even if everything about this student is false, even if her name is not Kiana Kaslana, even if she is K423, or Siren, she has been his student for three years. Time is a reality that can be grasped.

So what else is there to say?

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

Why are these two unrelated people connected?

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

Yes, even though the memory belonging to [Himihu] is just a blur, there is still no way to refute the fact that Mikael is an idiot.

He and she are both idiots who like to show off and carry a lot of weight that does not belong to them, and are stubborn and refuse to listen to what others say.

Mikael regretted not being able to save Himihu 50,000 years ago.

However, Himeko felt that the real Himiko was also regretting it, and he could not save the child in the end.

So, as Himeko, will she also regret it?

No, absolutely don't, regret this kind of thing, absolutely don't!

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

We must not let that idiot Kiana become like Mikael! !

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

A hoarse and desperate roar came from the gaps between the dolls.

[Mikael is too invincible. This is his only weakness and our only chance. 】

"Ahhhhhhhh-"

[Because he is too invincible, even Kevin has almost no way to really hurt him, so he doesn’t understand what fear and caution are at all. 】

"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 time, and he has not yet fallen into a meaningless battle because of everything that happened in the past. Sad, this is our chance. 】

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

[Try to break through Mikael's defense, even if it's just one person. Considering his character, it would probably work if it were Seele, Bronya or Himeko. Even if it fails, Hollander, who "runs" directly in from the Quantum Sea, can go as a surprise soldier to rescue Kiana. As for Mei... We still don't know how the Herrscher's power is "controlled". To be on the safe side, after you 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 on impulse. 】

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

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

[There are only two things that people who enter the Domination Theater have to do - first, persist until Hollandale arrives, and attract as many Herrscher individuals as possible to your vicinity. Second, stay with Hollander for a total of about two hours. Once the Second God Key is fully charged, the Hyperion will immediately make a space jump and enter the Domination Theater. The Moonlight Throne has been charged in advance, and you are also equipped with locators. Even if you die in the theater, as long as the locator on the corpse is not damaged, the Moonlight Throne can launch a devastating blow to the gathered individual Herrschers. Even if there are a thousand individual Herrschers as in the previous era, as long as most of them are killed, the remaining fish that slip through the net will not be able to make a big splash. 】

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

The roaring stopped.

Can't break free.

There was no way to break free.

The limbs... no, all the joints in the body, and the muscles exposed outside the armor were crushed, and the big sword named Shirter did not know where it fell during the battle.

But the battle is not over yet.

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

Even if he dies, he must give out his last battle cry before dying.

No matter what era it is, whether Himiko or Himeko, they are both such warriors.

[So what if the weapon is lost, every moveable part of this body can be a weapon. 】

“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!”

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’s death, even if life is worse than death, no matter what this body is, no matter what I become, at least at this moment, I just want, just want to save Kiana, who let this fool, be 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 twisted in the leap of 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 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. The doll that is close enough 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 not in the right state...there is no Silence Gem on the Blank Key, so how can she have such strong recovery power? This is...attack quickly! 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)