Honkai Impact: Starting from Wandering with Kiana

The purple flame of collapse was still burning Yulan Dell's flesh and blood, and the power of the world gathered in her body to fight against the collapse.

Both are elevating the life level of Yulan Dell, but because the collapse and the power of the world cannot coexist, they are in a tense confrontation.

Jiuxiao didn't know how long the world's power would last, but his own collapse energy was definitely greater than all the energy in the original world combined.

Unable to bear watching Yulandel continue in this state of being dead but not completely dead, Jiuxiao walked over to Yulandel and squatted down, ready to take back his Honkai energy.

Perhaps compared to her own "ominous" collapse, the power of the world blessed by the world is more suitable for Yulandel to evolve.

But at this moment, the space around Jiuxiao suddenly moved strangely and ripples appeared.

Four dreamy, crystal-clear purple darts shot out from space and pierced Jiuxiao's hand before it touched Yulandel, preventing Jiuxiao from taking back the Honkai energy from Yulandel.

"What did you do to Yulandel?!"

Mistlin stood on the site of the disappeared house, looking at Jiuxiao with eyes wide open and a ferocious face.

She held a dart in each hand, and her clothes had changed from her normal clothes to the blue fantasy armor that showed her serious fighting state. At the same time, behind Mistlin, there were hundreds of idealists holding various weapons and ready for battle.

When Mistierine felt the increase in the concentration of global Honkai and the changes in the starry sky, the first thing she thought of was whether Jiuxiao had done something.

The only existence that Misterin could think of that could affect the entire earth and the starry sky was Jiuxiao, who called himself the "God of Collapse".

Because of the quarrel with Jiuxiao, Mistellin was sulking and didn't want to talk to anyone, so she just planned to go home secretly to ask what happened to Yulandel.

But she never expected that after returning home, she would only see ruins and Yulandel lying on the ground, her body burning with purple flames, her life or death unknown.

During the day, Mistellin had already felt Jiuxiao's rage and his urgent killing intent. And now, Mistellin saw Jiuxiao attack Youlan Daier with her own eyes!

"There is a misunderstanding here. Seeing is not necessarily believing...Misterlin, don't come over yet. Wait for me, it will be done soon."

Jiuxiao stretched out one hand and told Misterine not to come close. The real collapse was restrained by Jiuxiao around himself and Yulandel, and the outside world could not feel it, but if Misterine came close, she would also be eroded by the real collapse. Unlike Yulandel, Misterine was a holy scar spirit. If it was transcribed into collapse, she would no longer be complete.

At the same time, Jiuxiao continued to reach out to Yulandel. Could the real collapse allow it to be exposed to the air? If even a trace of air leaked out, the particles in the air would be eroded and assimilated by the real collapse.

Whoosh whoosh—

In an instant, another four darts shot over and instantly pierced in front of Jiuxiao and Youlandel.

"Take your hands away, don't touch Yulandel! You are not worthy!"

Mistlin roared, turned her wrist, and the dart cut deeply through the ground, then fiercely threw it towards Jiuxiao again.

Jiuxiao did not dodge or evade this time, allowing the dart thrown by Mistlin to pierce his arm. Then he used his hand, which was pierced like a hedgehog, to touch Yulandel and retract the real collapse into his body.

As soon as the collapse disappeared, the purple on Yulandel's body instantly turned into a red and black dark fire.

This purple flame exudes an aura that is even more ominous than his own Honkai energy. Jiuxiao is somewhat suspicious that this is really the protection given to Yulandel by the power of the world?

Seeing Jiuxiao not dodging or evading and enduring her attacks in order to touch Yulandel, Mistierine suddenly questioned herself, wondering if she had really misunderstood something.

But when she felt the dark, cold, ominous and chaotic aura rising from Yulandel again, Mistry knew that it was all a misunderstanding!

Jiuxiao dared to show his murderous intention towards himself and put it into practice, so how could he not do the same to Youlandel and the others?

Jiuxiao spread his hands, walked towards Mistierine, and apologized to her.

"Misterlin, I'm sorry about what happened today. At that time, I..."

"Shut up, we have nothing to talk about right now!"

Mistierine sternly stopped Jiuxiao from speaking. Looking at a guy whose face had no regrets, no trace of guilt or grievance, Mistierine felt that Jiuxiao was hypocritical and disgusting.

She raised the javelin and pointed it directly at Jiuxiao's forehead.

Behind him, hundreds of rational spirits transcribed from famous heroes in human history, also raised their weapons and pointed them towards the sky.

"Jiuxiao, you have become strange, so strange that it's frightening. You no longer have the sunny smile you once had, but only a fake smile that is hypocritical and gloomy."

“People always grow up, experience the bitterness and pain of life, and cry bitterly when beaten by this cruel and indifferent society. Then, in their own narrow beds, they kill and bury their past selves.”

Jiuxiao flashed with every step he took, and as soon as he finished speaking, he appeared just in front of the tip of Mistlin's dart.

He slowly lowered his head, letting the tip of Misterine's dart touch his forehead.

Misterine subconsciously wanted to retract the dart, but Jiuxiao reached out and covered the dart body.

The tip of the spear pierced Jiuxiao's forehead, and a corrosive purple-gold liquid flowed down, making a sizzling sound along with the dart's body.

“None of us are great people. Those who can keep their original innocence and remain untainted by the world while growing up, and be true to themselves… Although such people are respected and envied by others, they are called idiots or psychopaths by the world.

I lost my original appearance while growing up, and became the incarnation of the current collapse that is neither human nor ghost. But I want to be a person, to be myself...

I kept struggling between growth and the past, and ended up completely losing myself. Misterine, I can't go back to the past, because the me now... is also me. "

"........."

Mistierine loosened her grip on the dart, stared at Jiuxiao's eyes that were no longer filled with joy, shook her head and slowly backed away.

"Jiuxiao... No, Honkai God. I don't understand what you are saying, and I don't want to understand.

But I think I have understood that the Jiuxiao that I love and who loves me has been strangled by you when you grew up.

Yulandel is still in agony, not knowing whether she is alive or dead. Can you hear the painful cries coming from her mouth?

Maybe, but you no longer care.

Because the one standing in front of me now is just the one who calls himself the "God of Honkai" and does the same thing as Honkai, wantonly trampling on life and playing with the will of living beings!"