The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Did you escape?"

At the top of what today's humans call the "Tower of Babel", the black-haired girl stared with lifeless eyes, watching the sparks bursting in mid-air, watching the wreckage of the fighter jet rolling and falling under the thick smoke, but she still didn't stop. No open parachute was seen.

"Is your judgment too pessimistic? Think on the bright side, what if the most troublesome Dr. Mei and Otto have been solved just now?"

There was no other person beside her, but that voice sounded in her heart - to be precise, the core. Achieving communication that ignores time and space through quantum entanglement is a privilege between individuals of the Tenth Herrscher in any era. It is a more stable and efficient method of communication than the spiritual communication network.

As for the person speaking to her, there is no doubt that she is the Leader, who may have completely forgotten the name [Wendy].

Guinevere's eyes dropped, and she retorted quietly in a non-disobedient manner:

"No, if it could be solved so easily, the humans of the previous era would not have persisted to the end under her leadership..."

"That was just because of the great power of the god who had not yet returned to the throne of God at that time."

"...It's not impossible for you to understand it this way, but she should be fine. There was a red lightning just now, which should be the power of the Third Herrscher. Even without the help of the Third Herrscher, don't forget Otto... Apokalis has now become a Herrscher, although with that person’s nature, he may not save others at this time.”

"Hmph! Another guy who stole the power of God..."

"Okay, okay, you can control those monsters with peace of mind. Didn't you agree before that you would leave the defense of this tower to me, right?"

"Hmph! It's unnecessary. With our current power, we can destroy most of the world in just one day. What else do we need to defend against?"

"Ah, yes, yes, you are right Leader, so you should quickly focus on controlling those monsters. We know best what kind of creatures human beings are. Even if we know that we have no chance of winning, we still must not believe in evil. After struggling to the end, they thought they were so heroic, as if they could carve out hope in despair, but in fact it was just an ugly display of a dying struggle... They will definitely set up a defense line along the path of the monster group, Leader. Just concentrate on enjoying the feeling of tearing civilization apart.”

"Oh, okay, just do as you say."

…………

"Uh...ah...ah..."

The girl covered her face hard.

What I started with was a hard and cold touch.

"What's going on...what's going on...Although I am indeed not cute in reality, this feeling...is it wood, or...am I already dead?"

The wind in the sky kept blowing, and the slightly loose clothes made a constant "hunting" echo under the agitation of the wind.

"I am...I am...who am I?"

The girl raised her head feebly, looked at the white clouds piling up and dissipating in the sky, and began to think about the original philosophical question that countless philosophers had thought about -

"who I am?"

"call--"

As if to answer her question, the unconscious wind sent a strand of flying black hair to her eyes.

"This is……"

The girl grabbed the hair that floated from the back of her head, held it tightly, brought it under her nose and sniffed it gently, her eyes gradually losing focus.

After a while, she felt that her body was gradually softening, her joints became less stiff, and some aspects became less flexible...

Finally, I held my face with my hands again, and what I got was a piece of wood that was not cold and hard. Although the strong wind and temperature at high altitude made the cheeks still cold, at least when I pressed them, they would be hollow and elastic, and they were human cheeks.

"I am... Guinevere..."

The girl murmured her name, but her heart seemed to fall to the ground along the tower.

"Is it becoming more and more difficult to maintain the original consciousness? So, from the very beginning, Senior Wendy also..."

Sighing, he tore two bruises on his cheek with force. The pain made his consciousness somewhat clearer, although those wounds could be restored within a few seconds because of the power of death given by [God]. There was no trace, from beginning to end she didn't even need to use her own thoughts...

But... she seemed to be barely floating on the water. Every time the power was activated, she could really feel as if someone was dragging her legs underwater and dragging her into the water.

Every time, every time, you need to struggle with all your strength to break the water again and let your consciousness return. But each time will be more difficult than the last.

"Really... Kiana and Bronya don't look like this... Is this the difference between first-hand goods and second-hand goods..."

Although she stood upright again while holding on to the bricks on the top of the tower, Guinevere was still in a daze.

"What am I going to do...what am I going to do?"

She stared blankly as those disgusting giants gradually moved toward the end of the intersection between heaven and earth under the control of silver threads. But for a moment, I didn't understand why I was here.

"I...oh yes, my mission is to be responsible for the defense of this tower...that's right. But how long has it been since then?"

It felt like there was a hole left in my heart, and I couldn't keep myself up no matter what. It was also like there was something very important in my heart, but it was gouged out along with the flesh and blood, and as a result, I couldn't remember it anymore.

She just watched quietly as those giants walked into the distance step by step, watching those giants step by step, crushing them into powder together with the Honkai Beasts, dolls, the skeletons of the imaginary gods, and the sandy-yellow land.

There was a strong smell of blood floating in the air. Even though she was at an altitude of nearly 80,000 meters, the smell of blood still lingered on the tip of her nose, but maybe it was just a psychological effect.

The screams that become more and more distant probably have the same psychological effect. In fact, at such a height, it is difficult to retain both smell and sound. Even if they do exist, they will continue to flow into the universe. .

Guinevere's eyes wandered for a short time before falling to the ground again.

She saw that on the ground covered with huge footprints, pieces of flesh and blood floated up under the influence of silver threads, forming a thousand-meter giant that even she found extremely disgusting.

That was the minced meat of human corpses on the ground. Under the collision of the Honkai Beasts, the eating of the dead soldiers, and the trampling of the giants, there was no longer a complete corpse on the ground, but if it was just minced meat, it would be enough to crush it into a giant like mud. Anyway, the power of control only requires [a puppet that can be controlled].

Speaking of which, who came up with this giant idea? Oh, it seems like she did it on her own.

Because I witnessed the power of God with my own eyes at the Salt Lake City base. The posture of the thousand-meter-high giant slowly lifting its body from the smoke and dust was like a mountain rising from the ground during an earthquake. The towering body was just used With her simple feet, the Salt Lake City base, which in her eyes was almost the safest place in the world, was reduced to ruins.

That's why she came up with this idea. She knew that similar body shapes did not mean they had the same power. Everything was just a poor imitation based on a sudden move. But now it seems that this imitation is a bit too disgusting.

"It's so boring... Leader is right. How could the Tower of Babel be attacked?"

Guinevere smiled, and in the blink of an eye, her figure was no longer visible from the top of the Tower of Babel.

…………

"boom--"

In the sky full of yellow sand, the crowd was running as fast as they could.

"Get out of the way!"

A car left the road, smashed through the railings on the roadside, and swayed directly into the vast desert. The horn blared wildly, but the car did not hesitate to run over the crowd running in front. , dragging and crushing an unknown body on the tires and continuing to run wildly.

However, this kind of running did not last long. The hot sand was glued together under the action of blood plasma, and the wheels quickly sank. The more you stepped on the accelerator, the faster the wheels turned, and the deeper the car sank. Finally, Completely anchored in place.

But the tragic scene of the first car did not scare the newcomers. The earth shook and screamed, and the yellow sand behind them was flying, but you could vaguely see a huge figure driving the sand and dust. If you want to survive, you can only Running faster than others, even if you live just one second longer, is a victory at this moment.

Although such a victory cannot be called a victory, although there is no point in living for an ordinary or even difficult-to-notice time.

But [living] is the instinct of every living thing since birth. Under the control of death, except for [living], the brain of most people has actually given up on continuing to work.

More and more cars are leaving the road and driving into the vast Gobi Desert.

In the first car that rushed down the road, a bearded man wearing a red beanie and a white robe climbed out of the driver's seat, opened the back seat door, and pulled out a man holding a child. The woman, as soon as she landed, instinctively went to straighten the black scarf that fell from her shoulders, but the man took this opportunity to take the child from the woman's hand and threw it directly behind her, picked up the woman and ran away. The woman covered the silk scarf on her head with one hand. After running two steps with him, she suddenly slapped his hand away and turned around to pick up her child.

Guinevere stood aside, no one noticed her, and she seemed to be detached from this world, just quietly watching all this unfold.

"Boom!"

Her lips spread out in an O shape, and with this dubbing sound, the family of three who had just climbed out of the car were rolled under the chassis of an off-road vehicle that had just rushed off the road.

The off-road vehicle continued to rush forward, its wheels leaving two long bloody traces in the desert.

Countless cars broke down in the desert. People who were driving cars gradually turned to running on foot like those left behind. Some of them were unlucky, like the family of three before, they were hit by subsequent cars. , those with better luck... They are still running, but it is only a matter of time before they catch up.

And what about the people they left behind?

Naturally, he was still running, running, until he could no longer run and fell headlong into the yellow sand.

Everyone's physical strength is completely different. Often the elderly in the family fall to the ground first, followed by the women and children. The last person chooses to stay and hug his family, just waiting for death quietly. There are also those who run straight forward without looking back until their own energy is completely exhausted.

Of course, the most common ones are those whose bodies continue to run forward, but whose heads turn back again and again uncontrollably.

Unfortunately, no matter which one you choose, the ending will not change at all.

Someone found the car that broke down in the desert. The seat cushion of the car was still warm. Apparently the owner hadn't been gone for too long. They attempted to restart the vehicle and drive out.

"Good observation skills and action skills," - Guinevere, who was watching from the sidelines, commented.

"Unfortunately, it is destined to end in failure."

Isn't it obvious that most attempts are in vain? Except for a few highly skilled people who drove the vehicle, the result of most attempts was that the vehicle was still stuck in the sand and could not be started.

"Huh?"

But she did see something interesting - one of the few cars that started to drive again suddenly turned back after running forward for more than ten meters and reached a certain speed, and quickly drove to a pair of old people and picked them up. Got in the car.

When people nearby saw an opportunity, they stepped forward. The young man sitting in the driver's seat, who looked to be in his twenties, decisively took out his pistol and fired a magazine at the oncoming crowd. After confirming in the mirror that his parents had climbed into the back seat, he kicked the accelerator and dragged the rear door that had not been closed, and rushed out again, turning around and knocking over countless people along the way, and then cleverly rushed back onto the empty highway. .

Guinevere smiled and shook her head.

Wonderful, so wonderful, countless times more exciting than Hollywood movies. After all, no matter how gorgeous the special effects are, they are still fake, and no matter how ugly the people are, they are still real.

She knew the fate of that family would be no different. At the speed of a vehicle traveling on the highway, it may be possible to rush into the defense line organized by humans before death comes, but it should not be possible. After all... cars burn oil, and humans can stop them in this direction. The nearest line of defense is also in the Zagros Mountains. No matter how full the car is, it is completely impossible to drive from the car to the Elan Plateau in one go. It is not a nuclear-powered vehicle.

However, you can indeed live a little longer than these people in front of you... just a little while...

Guinevere withdrew her gaze from the taillights of the car and looked back at the crowd in front of her.

Some people had given up and just sat on the ground, neither crying nor making a fuss. They just stared numbly at the rising dust not far away.

Some people bury their heads in the sand and cry until their throats can no longer make a sound.

"Why! Why is this happening! Obviously the bishop of Destiny said he had defeated the Tenth Herrscher!"

"After defeating the Tenth Herrscher, let's come back to the Eleventh Herrscher. Such a simple logic makes no sense... Haha, I should have known a long time ago that this kind of victory is meaningless at all. If you defeat one, the next one will always come. The so-called Law The fact that there are only thirteen of them must be a lie. Sooner or later, all humans will be killed by Honkai..."

"You still believe in those things! Honkai Impact, Herrscher, those are all lies by pagans. This is divine punishment... It is divine punishment. No one can escape it. How can humans defeat gods... Allahu Akbar..."

“Allahu Akbar…”

The explosion sounded at the right time, and several fighter planes flew by in the low sky, but the traces left by the tail flames had not dissipated, and even before all the bombs were dropped, they fell under the anti-air attack of the Ballista-class Honkaimon. .

Hope died in the cracked earth before it could sprout.

The tremors on the ground became more and more obvious. The giant bodies that were thousands of meters high formed a wide human wall and pressed over unstoppably. Before being trampled by them, these humans who could no longer run still needed to face them first. To the Honkaimon and Death Warrior who were "pushed" forward by the giant. Honkaimons are not short, the lowest ones are two or three meters tall. There is more than one hundred-meter level Honkaimon in everyone's field of vision, but they are still too small in front of those giants.

But as if they were playing tricks on these humans who had finally escaped from the disaster area, more and more explosions sounded behind them, and countless missiles came from all directions, drowning the advancing Honkai beasts and dead soldiers in fire and smoke. among.

The seemingly invincible giant had a body that was more fragile than the average Honkai Beast. With the impact of the explosion, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and countless giants disintegrated back to their original postures in the fire.

When the smoke from the explosion dissipated, what people saw were Honkai beast corpses and squirming minced meat everywhere.

Under such a high-intensity firepower attack, the lower-level Honkai Beasts under twenty meters suffered heavy losses, and not a single one was left alive. However, those tens of meters tall tank-level, temple-level and even Honkai Emperors were almost unscathed. They are still moving forward with firm but slow steps. The corpses of their companions and the pain of burning bodies are not important to them. What matters is the consciousness of the person who created them - to destroy this wrong world and these ugly humans!

"It seems that the defense of these giants is a bit weak."

Guinevere suddenly took steps, one step at a time without making any sound, as if she walked among the group of people in a blink of an eye.

"Stop struggling. The more you struggle, the more ugly you will become."

"W-who are you?"

No one noticed her until she opened her mouth to speak.

The man closest to her held a handful of sand in his palm and looked at this unusually calm girl with a hint of hope.

Following his voice, more and more people saw the girl who appeared at an unknown time, and saw her unafraid attitude. Some even recognized the anti-entropy uniform she was wearing before she had time to change it...

But the next moment, the girl's words trampled the hopes that were surging in everyone's hearts to the ground, and she stood on tiptoes and spun twice -

"I - I am the instigator of this tragedy. In your words, I am the Herrscher. How about, I saw a real person, and it is different from the monster in my imagination."

"..."

"..."

The scene was completely silent, except for the dull sound of the Honkai Beast trampling the ground.

No one even noticed that the wriggling flesh and blood was being pieced together bit by bit into a thousand-meter-tall giant, and the corpses of the Honkai Beasts were also used. Their gray exoskeletons were separated from the flesh and blood and used as the skin of the giant. Layer by layer on the flesh and blood - but such a huge movement could not attract the attention of these humans at all.

But their hearts are not at peace. Guinevere could feel it.

Leader has said that there is another interpretation of their power, which is to absorb the negative emotions of human beings and use them as food to gain stronger power.

Hatred, anger, and despair should be considered negative emotions.

Yes, hatred, anger... and despair. In the final analysis, even with the slogan "Fight for a Better New World," what drives them to do such cruel things is still the ugliest and darkest hatred and anger in human hearts.

"Damn it! Why! Why is it like this! We just want to live peacefully, is it so difficult!!!"

The man who spoke first suddenly stood up, threw a handful of yellow sand at the girl, and took advantage of Guinevere's sight being obscured to pounce on her legs.

But the girl just lifted her foot slightly and kicked the man's chin into pieces.

"Ah... uh uh uh... ah——"

The man held his throat and rolled in the dust, and could only let out an indistinct scream.

"Please rest assured that we have no ill intentions towards you. It's just that this world is too hopeless and too ugly, so we have to create a beautiful new world - provided that the old world is destroyed. And you don't need to be afraid of death, Because noble souls will be reborn in the new world..."

"Are you kidding...I only recognize the world I live in!"

The man vomited blood and got up again, and then was kicked down again.

[It turns out that hatred and anger can not only be used as food to increase our strength, but also can make human beings make irrational but hopeful resistance when they are extremely desperate... It is really a double-edged sword. 】

Immediately afterwards, several more men stood up, and they all died before the Honkai beasts arrived.

After that, no one dared to resist anymore.

Guinevere just stood there, but no one dared to move. Although she had recovered a little strength, she didn't even run away.

Perhaps it was because of the fear of Guinevere, or perhaps because he realized that he would not be able to survive anyway. He just hoped that before he died, he would not experience the pain of being out of breath during strenuous exercise.

The crowd was ruthlessly crushed, and the Honkai Beast quickly caught up with the crowd and vehicles further away. After a few minutes, the reborn thousand-meter giant in gray-white armor began to move again.

Under their huge feet, the earth groaned and screamed, but Guinevere just stood there. When all the giants left, she glanced to both sides and saw huge footprints on both sides, and she happened to be standing there. A narrow safe zone between the two footprints.

The footprints on both sides were flesh and blood and broken clothes that were integrated with the yellow sand. Soon, the flesh and blood flew into the air bound by silver threads, condensing into a new giant.

[However, human anger is nothing more than this. What's more, as long as a few brave ones are killed, the remaining people will no longer have the courage to seek a glimmer of hope. The world has given humans the desire to survive, but it has not given them more courage. It is really ridiculous... ...It looks like we won. Maybe when you open your eyes tomorrow morning, a wonderful new world will be born. 】

Guinevere thought, but felt that all this was a bit too boring.

She planned to go back. There was nothing to see here, just massacre after massacre, just like what humans had done to their fellow humans countless times.

History always repeats itself, and the so-called collapse is, in a sense, nothing more than human beings killing each other, no different from everything that has happened in the past.

but……

"wrong!"

Guinevere suddenly covered her forehead.

She suddenly knelt down in the yellow sand and crawled feebly. She dug a small pit in the sand and guided the remaining blood of the corpses to flow into the pit, so she got a red mirror.

She didn't see herself in the mirror, only an ugly puppet.

"No...what am I..."

Guinevere tore at her cheek frantically, but she felt the cold and hard touch of the wood.

"What am I..."

"I am……"

"Am I human?"

"No...I should be the Tenth Herrscher..."

"Wait, weren't we all humans in the past..."

"No, no, I called..."

"What is my name...?"

The doll's head fell into the blood, and the girl's last thought before she fainted was——

There seemed to be something hard in the pocket that was touching my chest.