Fantasies That Descend on Collapse

He seemed... already knew the identity of this child, what exactly it was.But what the other party said next made him completely confirm his guess.

"My lord bishop ordered me to bring you in front of him intact. If possible, please don't resist, okay?"

Even so, Luo Chen, who was extremely familiar with this voice, recognized this voice immediately.

This voice is clearly Kiana's voice...then this person...is...yes!

"If you resist, I won't take your life, but..."

"what!!!!"

"Ugh..."

However, the other party's persuasion was interrupted by an extremely sharp scream.

The shrill voice was mixed with a strong Honkai energy, almost as soon as she heard the scream, as she faced the scream, she was forced to cover her ears with her hands, close her eyes, and then There was a controlled whimper that represented discomfort.

"I didn't expect that our first meeting would be here, and in this way..."

But just as her tinnitus began to subside and her hearing gradually recovered, she was startled by a sound that she would never be able to hear again, and immediately opened her eyes.

Then she saw a scene that she will never forget...

The only thing she could do at this moment was to let her trembling body recede back slowly, and the eyes covered by the goggles were already full of horror.

"It's really... long time no see..."

"Kiana..."

Chapter 20 Talk about collapse

It was like heaven.

Pure white flowers surrounded her sleeping mother.

In heaven, she was dressed in black mourning, and she, who shed her tears on the face of her mother, seemed to understand the world.

At that time, she was less than three years old...

It's like an abyss there.

The pure black girdle blocked her eyes from seeing the world clearly.

Trapped in the abyss, she looked at the boundless darkness, entrusted her freedom to that person, and obtained the mission of her life.

She was 11 years old that year...

It's like hell here.

The afterglow of dusk enveloped her long-dead mother.

Carrying the belongings of her relatives, she clasped her hands tightly, gritted her teeth and forced herself not to recall the good memories of the past, so that her heart that was beginning to shake returned to calm again.

Standing here, she is 16 years old...

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The afterglow of dusk has put on a dazzling coat for this world.

The mother and daughter on the bright face faced each other, standing on the uninhabited road in Liao.

The distance between the two is only about a dozen steps. No matter who it is, as long as they take the first step, they can easily approach each other.

However, even so, the two people who were so close to each other just stood at the same spot by coincidence, and then stared at the other person who looked similar to themselves.

In the space where the two met, the suffocating silence slowly stretched out its tentacles under the gaze of the two.

The tentacles of silence gradually filled the entire space, making the two people in this space inevitably feel inexplicably irritated.

In fact, as a mother, she actually knew it all.

At this moment, as a mother, she knows her own identity, the other party's identity, and everything between them.

This feeling does not belong to her, this identity does not belong to her, and the child standing opposite her does not belong to her either.

All she possessed was the soul contained in this body, the power that filled the soul, and the responsibility that was handed over to her along with the power.

She is not the other party's mother, but she is also the other party's mother...

The contradictory identities made it difficult for her to move forward, the restless emotions made her uneasy, and the repeated pleas in her consciousness made her unable to act.

Now, with her identity in hand, she is a little confused and tangled...

And as a daughter, her mood at this time is actually like that of the person who was forced to assume the identity of a mother.

She was terrified in her heart, because she understood that it was impossible for the dead to regain life, and even if they regained life, the person who gained life would no longer be what others remembered.

She was angry in her heart, because she saw an unknown person pretending to be her dead mother, and without any hesitation, she called out the name that only a few people were qualified to say.

But even so, apart from the panic and anger in her heart, she still felt a little sad uncontrollably.

Because she knows that at this moment, she will inevitably have an inevitable struggle with the other party...

Even if the current appearance of the other party is the appearance that she can only meet again in dreams countless times before, and she longs for it...

Now, as a child, her heart is full of anger and sadness...

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"I actually...will use this way to meet you..."

Looking at the girl wearing special orange goggles standing in front of her, as the child's guardian in name, she couldn't help speaking with a somewhat reserved tone.

The child in front of her was Cecilia's real daughter. Perhaps because of the mutual attraction between the two bloodlines, the soul residing in the stigmata became uncontrollably uneasy.

Having met the soul of his heir, as if he had fallen into madness, he sent the Honkai energy to the stigmata that contained the message.

Unstoppable, uncontrollable, almost in the blink of an eye, it became what it is now... Along with it, there is also the mother's pity for her children.

And before, from the persuasion of the other party, it can be deduced what the other party wants to achieve in this trip.

Therefore, now she can only be forced to use this method to have a useless conversation that cannot be described in words with this child who was entrusted to her.

And the result of this conversation has already been placed in front of her...

It's... unreasonable...

But even so, she has almost revealed the truth, so she can only bite the bullet and communicate with the other party that has already been destined to end.

"Long time no see...you, you're doing well..."

"To shut up."

The concerned greeting was forcibly stopped by Kiyana's sad and angry voice. Facing the other party with the same voice and appearance as her mother, as a child, she just threw the black box she was carrying on the ground forcefully.

The heavy black box hit the ground and raised a little dust. Qiyana, whose eyes were covered by the goggles, just squatted down, and then with her trembling hands, she untied the restraint on the black box.

With both hands, she carefully picked up the thing that was extremely precious to her in the black box.

The black abyss, the white white flower, after splicing the two incomparably contradictory weapons together, she tightly holds this weapon that symbolizes glory with her right hand.

The afterglow of dusk coated the white lance with dazzling orange gold, and its sharp spear tip, which gleamed coldly, pointed at its former owner who had the same appearance as its former owner.

"You are not qualified to speak to me with my mother's appearance and voice."

"I'll make you...pay the price you deserve!"

Her voice was extremely calm, and the previous grief and anger disappeared without a trace like illusory bubbles. However, compared with her emotionless voice, her right hand, which was holding the lance tightly, was in the middle of her speech. Live trembling.

She controlled her emotions very well, but the emotions she escaped from the gap made her body show the most honest behavior.

She, named Qiyana, was afraid, she was afraid to face this mother who suddenly appeared in front of her, even if it was just a rude person with her mother's skin.

"Is it not qualified? You are right, it is true."

As the one being questioned by Kiyana, she just used a self-deprecating tone, echoing what the other party said.

Everything that is going on now is within her expectations.

At that time, k423 would become furious because he pretended to be the other party's mother, so as Qiyana, who has the memory of her own mother, what would she think when encountering such a situation?

Maybe, now she just wants to quickly kill this treacherous person pretending to be her mother?

"Ha ha..."

Looking up at Qiyana who was standing in front of her with trembling arms but still forced herself to be calm, she couldn't help letting out a chuckle.

Although the battle between the two must be inevitable, but in the final analysis, the other party is just a 16-year-old child...

Just treat it as yourself, and check for that one, how far has Qiyana, who is qualified to hold the black abyss and white flowers, grown.

Thinking of this, she just took out the most common pistol from her own space.

With the memory of the former owner of Heiyuan Baihua, she knows almost all the functions of this weapon.

What's more, if you just use an ordinary pistol, even if you hurt Qiyana, you can easily heal the wound on the opponent with Bai Hua's ability.

However, even though she was fully confident, facing Qiyana who was holding a lance at this time, she still did not give birth to the slightest contempt.

Because she knew... Now, she could already feel from this child who was less than 17 years old standing in front of her that he was ready to kill her.

This time the battle is destined to end when one side is unable to fight.

What was left to the opponent was the inability to fight, and what was left to her was a merciless death.

'Don't hurt her...'

But when she put her hand on the safety of the pistol, the voice in her mind persuaded her and stopped the work she was doing.

There is no doubt that the obsession that one had when she met her daughter was strong enough to affect her own actions.

What a joke!

When she was aware of this situation, she just yelled at the person who was begging to herself in consciousness, and then slammed the handle of the pistol that had not been opened on the head hard.

"boom..."

"What are you doing!"

After Kiyana's exclamation and the knocking of heavy objects, the bright red blood slowly dripped down her cheeks, and at the same time dyed her long silver hair red.

"No...nothing..."

After knocking vigorously, the person residing in the stigmata understood the matter, and the begging voice that resounded through the consciousness stopped in time.

After confirming that she gradually calmed down, she just calmly opened the safety and loaded the magazine, and then looked up at Qiyana's little face full of surprise and distress.