Honkai Impact 3: Deadwood

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

I saw Ragna roaring and rushing towards "Kiana" in the center of the pool of blood at extremely fast speeds. The black giant sword in her hand: the super heavy sword King Snake danced wildly with her movements, constantly cutting down "Kiana". "Kiana", the pitch-black spear flew out from the space door behind her.

But even though the movements were so sharp, occasionally a sharp spear that was too late to resist would pass by her, slicing the skin of her cheeks and arms. After fending off a sharp spear that almost penetrated her head, Ragnar rolled with agility to avoid several subsequent sharp spears that came from above her head. At the same time, she took the opportunity to obtain the weapon of a sacrificed team member. , another super heavy sword.

Immediately afterwards, with the help of the two-sword fighting skills that someone showed her only some impressions in advance, Ragna, holding the two swords, was able to continue to close the distance between herself and the opponent.

After pulling the distance between himself and his opponent close enough, Ragna violently threw one of the giant swords in his hand, and the giant sword flew straight towards "Kiana" not far away. Seeing this, "Kiana" hurriedly raised her hands, and with great difficulty, at the moment when she was close to the limit, she created a slightly larger space door in front of her. The giant sword flew into the door as expected, and came out from behind her. Another door flew out, and the threat was lost.

However, just when the girl breathed a sigh of relief, Ragna, who took the opportunity to rush in front of her, had already slashed with his sword. "Kiana" had to desperately mobilize her "power" to teleport before the giant sword slashed through her body. Behind the opponent.

But even so, the opponent immediately saw through her tactics, turned around and attacked, stabbing her with his sword with all his strength.

"Go to hell, Herrscher!" ! ! "

don't want…

Looking at the fatal sword that was too late to dodge, the terrified girl subconsciously closed her eyes tightly, protected her head and begged: "Dad... help me...!"

"!?"

The girl's helpless cry for help caused Ragna, who might have defeated the Herrscher, to lose his only chance to defeat him and survive.

She hesitated.

The pitch-black giant sword stopped less than one centimeter away from the "Herrscher", and in the next second, in the girl's frightened and angry sight, an "Aerial Spear" behind her changed form and turned into a sword. For a white "ribbon" that is soft but strong enough to cut off everything in the world.

Swish!

The ribbon stretched straight and fell at a speed invisible to the naked eye, passing through the giant sword in Ragnar's hand without any hindrance.

"…Eh?"

In Ragnar's dilated pupils, the giant sword in her hand that was hanging horizontally in front of the Herrscher was neatly cut in half from the middle, and then... the break passed through the hilt of the sword, starting from the tiger's mouth on her right hand, at Her arm was completely cut open in the blood, and the outer arm fell to the snow along with the splash of red liquid and the giant sword that was split into two.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

In the severe pain that was worse than death, Ragna howled and backed away. She hugged the half-dragged body, only connected to the only thumb. Every layer of flesh and blood was visible like a cross-section. The bone's "right arm" was in unbearable pain, and her remaining sanity was telling her that she had lost her last chance to survive.

But before she could breathe again from the severe pain, she suddenly lost her balance, having almost lost her will to fight. She lost her footing and fell into the snow, and her face hit the snow uncontrollably. She tried desperately to stand up. , but her left leg didn’t obey her orders.

No, to be more precise, it seemed that she couldn't feel the existence of her left leg at all, only waves of burning sensation coming from her thigh.

Using her remaining strength, Ragnar reluctantly turned her head, and then she saw that her left leg that could not be felt... was lying quietly on her left side at this moment.

"!!!"

The severe pain of having his hands and feet cut off, the tragic situation of all the cherished team members being wiped out... and the unstoppable child not far away, everything made Ragnar finally fall into incomparable despair.

"Weren't you very impressive just now? Now you've turned into this stupid look?"

The girl's sarcastic words came from behind. Siren said disdainfully as she walked forward and stood with Kiana and the captain: "Have you finally remembered? Oh, look, aren't you very skilled at this? ?Take other people’s lives or something.”

"No! I...I never thought about killing them!!" Kiana raised her head and shouted.

"Then...what are you doing over there now?"

"...!"

Looking along Sirin's line of sight, not far away, there was a woman who was unable to move due to serious injuries and excessive blood loss. Only unbearable pain was still coming from the wound.

"It hurts...my body...is...there's nothing you can do...?"

"Am I...going to die?"

Wrapped up by the physical pain and imminent death, for a while, such sad thoughts occupied the heart of this outstanding warrior.

But such an idea was immediately rejected by Ragnar herself, because she could still realize that she was a member of this completely destroyed stormtroopers and a "Valkyrie".

However, she could no longer stand up and charge, nor could she realize her unfinished wish. In this piece of silent snow, Ragnar just moved his lips softly, calling someone's name.

"Little... branch..."

"..."

The boy who had been silently witnessing this tragedy clenched his fists and stepped out resolutely after hearing Ragnar's weak call.

He quietly walked forward to his friend who had long since died in reality, only to find that she was just calling his name while groping for something with her still intact left hand.

"Oh...the amulet...is gone?" the woman lamented with some disappointment.

amulet?

The captain heard the sound and looked next to Ragnar. Soon, his eyes were fixed on something on the snow less than one meter in front of Ragnar.

After seeing the picture printed on the thing clearly, the young man suddenly felt as if his heart was squeezed tightly by someone.

It was a photo, a photo taken with herself when she was participating in social practice in her early years, wearing an exquisite maid uniform.

Later, the mutilated woman seemed to have discovered the photo that was right in front of her. She stretched out her hand with difficulty, but she couldn't reach it.

The distance was obviously very close, but for Ragna at this moment, it was so far away, but even so, she still did not give up. Ragna gritted his teeth and tried his best to use his remaining left hand. Scratching the snow, he moved his body forward bit by bit.

It was an extremely long process for Ragna. Every effort and every crawl cost an incalculable amount of physical strength and time... This was really too torturous for her now.

Due to excessive blood loss, she could no longer feel the pain as before. However, the approaching death made her sense of the body continue to dull. She never thought that one day she would be here. This kind of thing is a race against time.

She never thought that she, who never begged others, would now beg for time to give her a little more kindness.