Fantasies That Descend on Collapse

"Finally...arrived...?"

What appeared in front of Luochen was a cherry blossom tree located in the center of the abandoned square, and on the branches of this cherry blossom tree, flowers that did not belong to this time were blooming.

The cherry blossoms in full bloom are extremely beautiful, but they are fragile and will shatter in the wind.The gorgeous blooms were instantly scattered in the wind, spinning and falling.It's like telling Yae Sakura's short life that is as thin as cherry blossoms.

He stretched out his hand and carefully grabbed the petals of the cherry blossoms floating in the air. In a daze, he seemed to see the woman who was covered in bruises but tried hard to bury the remains of the two under the cherry blossom tree.

The opponent's body, which carried countless honors, seemed so lonely and fragile at that moment, like a seriously injured person who was about to die, which made people feel pity.

He let go of his palm, letting the cherry blossom petals in his hand return to the sky that should belong to it from the gap between his fingertips, and gradually go to that unknown place with the breeze.

Looking at the petals of the cherry blossoms that gradually disappeared from his vision, he walked slowly towards the sleeping place of the two people's belongings according to the memory he saw.

With the passage of time, the soil that was mixed with Kallen's blood and used as a burial had long since disappeared, and now there are only ordinary soil mixed with the stones, dust and perhaps some other things.

He didn't care about digging up the soil layer where the relics were buried with his bare hands. He firmly grasped the soft mud with his palms and carefully moved them to the side. His movements were steady and gentle, so as not to disturb anyone. Sleeping under these soils, the relics of the two people's thoughts are entrusted.

As the hole dug deeper and deeper, his fingers first touched a long strip of things, pinched its top with his fingers, and pulled it out carefully. After a while, the two things had been sleeping for 500 years One of the long-standing objects finally revealed its full appearance under the sunlight of this world.

Time has corroded the container used to carry it, but it has not harmed itself at all. I wiped off the dust on the cross with my coat, revealing its body. Now it is the same as it was 500 years ago. As noble, as holy, as dazzling.

Its owner has already sacrificed his precious life in the long river of time. Except for the three of them, what people still remember today is perhaps only the oath of Judas, which has been passed down for a long time and has found his new owner.

Because only dead things can be preserved for a long time, and they are qualified to be kept in people's hearts.

In order to prevent the cross from sticking to the soil again, Luo Chen put it in his coat pocket, and then continued to devote himself to the unfinished work.

The finger felt the pain of being punctured by a sharp object. This hand maintained the posture of being punctured, and then he used his other free hand to carefully remove the dirt around the punctured index finger.

The soil was shifted aside, revealing the full extent of the object buried beneath it.

It was a crimson gou jade, and when his finger was digging this gou jade, its somewhat sharp tail pierced the skin of his fingertips, and the blood that flowed out gradually stained the gou jade's tail. Its surface made the originally crimson look more vivid.

Not caring about the wound on his fingertips, he took the scarlet jade out of the place where it had been sleeping for 500 years, and then slowly wiped off the blood-soaked dirt that was wrapped around it.

He put Gouyu in front of his eyes, aimed at the sunlight, and through the sunlight, he could clearly see the inside of Gouyu.

This Gouyu seems to be made by someone with a special technique. Its interior is hollowed out. As the fingers holding the Gouyu slowly change their posture, it seems that you can see the inside of the building, as if something is stored. Liquid is average.

Viscous and scarlet, like blood plasma, it makes people feel a kind of bloody beauty. This jade is completely opposite to the cross buried here.

No matter how you look at it, the noble and holy cross before was used to suppress this coquettish and bloody gouyu, but who would have thought that the two seemingly completely opposites contained what kind of inconsistency? What about the known secret?

He didn't know how to evaluate it, and he didn't know how to evaluate it. Today, he can only understand the tragic, magnificent and regrettable history of that era through his own stigmata.

Karen is a human being, and Yae Sakura... used to be a human being, but the fate of the two makes it impossible for them to get together.

She is a holy and righteous nun, and she is a witch who succumbed to fate and stained her hands with the blood of innocent people. Layers of intertwined and malicious fate entangled their lives together, and the same Because of this unreasonable fate, the two people's originally intertwined fate was separated again, and the only thing left to them was endless sadness and longing that would never reach them.

Time erased Kallen's life, but it did not erase Yae Sakura's love for Kallen. In the final analysis, all this is just a trick of fate.

Holding the Gouyu dug out from under the cherry blossom tree in his hand, Luochen's longing was finally comforted. After completing his mission, he suddenly felt indescribably tired.

Just a little... take a break...

With this in mind, he leaned on the trunk of the cherry blossom tree that existed 500 years ago, and sat down slowly. Tiredness gradually engulfed his consciousness, and he fell into a coma. The stigmata began to flicker with a faint light at this moment.

As time went by, this area ushered in another visitor. She had short brown hair and half of her bangs covered her left eye. The person under the tree walked slowly.

Then she saw a black shadow abruptly blocking her, preventing her from moving forward...

Chapter 11 The biggest difference between a man and a dead man...

What is the difference between dead soldiers and humans?

The low-level dead soldiers are a kind of unit created after the human body is corroded by the Houkai energy. Compared with normal human beings, the difference between the two is probably the difference between farmers and militiamen.

Although they are all human beings in essence, the dead soldiers who have been eroded by Houkai and deprived of their senses, thinking, and mind have already become a kind of consumables to some extent.

A consumable used to purge humanity itself.

And those dead men who are above the lower ranks, even the most common ones who hold a sickle and are nicknamed sickle girls, are completely incomparable existences to those lower rank dead men.

Born in Honkai, they are the most perfect creations of Honkai. They are powerful, will not feel tired, and have no emotions that would implicate the battle. From the beginning to the end, they are the best tool for Honkai to eliminate human beings.

But there is one thing that humans have not been able to find the most accurate answer so far.

Obviously they are tools created by Honkai to destroy human beings, but why are they not transformed into monsters by Honkai, but transformed into...

What about the human girl?

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Rita Rossweisse...the vice-captain of the Blade of Destiny, the exclusive maid of the S-rank Valkyrie Ulandal.

She has the title of a maid, but she will always perform tasks that are completely incompatible with her status.

Suppression, assassination, torture, investigation...

These are the truths that belong to Rita Rossweisse hidden under the identity of a maid.

You can't see any problems from her face, perfect smile, good face, these are her best fakes, just like the common people know, creatures with bright and attractive appearance often have With the most terrible toxicity, and Rita is such a creature.

As the Valkyrie from the headquarters of Destiny, after experiencing many massacres, large and small, and witnessing the ugliness of human nature, the emotion of kindness has long been regarded by her as a reward for the course called "growth". And wasted.

Her white hands with black lace gloves had already been stained with many bloodstains that could not be seen by others. Most of these bloodstains came from the dead men she killed, and the remaining one Part of it comes from those who have value.

The slender fingers pierced the target's flesh, and then pulled the objects that should have been placed there with a smile on their faces, and finally recorded the most authentic information they confessed in order to survive in their wailing, Although there are basically no exceptions in the ending that greets them in the end, at least it gives them the hope of being alive, doesn't it?

Originally, in Rita's mind, the mission this time should be the same as before, the only difference should be that the location of the target is a bit strange.

After two days of searching, she found the target of the mission as she wished. Just as she was about to step forward, as usual, after performing the things she had already practiced, she suddenly found...

This mission should be many times more interesting than previous missions.

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It was an uncommon dead warrior with sharp claws. If it was just like this, Rita would not be confused. After all, as the vice-captain of the Immortal Blade, the dead warriors and Honkai beasts that she had cleared out had already been eliminated. It's just a constantly changing number on paper.

What really puzzled her was the behavior of this sharp clawed soldier. Now this sharp clawed soldier was standing in front of her, arching his waist, with his claws drooping in front of his body, and his dark red eyes A flash of red light flashed, and the current appearance of the other party was already very familiar to Rita, who had dealt with dead men all the year round.

This is the precursor to the attack of the Claw Death Warrior. After a while, the Claw Death Warrior will rush in front of its enemy at a speed that ordinary humans cannot see clearly, and then use its sharp claws to cut open the opponent's body. Throat, let the liquid representing life in the opponent's body drain away in an instant.

The corners of Rita's mouth raised slightly, and she still walked gracefully towards the Claw Soldier who was making a warning movement, without any fear, she perfectly performed her duties as a maid.

There's nothing to be afraid of, it's just an ordinary sharp-clawed warrior, and there are already countless dead warriors of this level who have died in her hands, so many that she has almost forgotten it, so she With full confidence, the moment the opponent launches an attack, he can use several methods to cut off the opponent's head and end the opponent's worthless and cheap life.

Indeed, as Rita expected, the Claw Slayer attacked her, but the result of this attack surprised her...

Rita quickly backed away from it, and then covered her chest with her hands, and the smile on her face at the beginning had long since disappeared after the blow.

At the moment just now, she felt the threat of death, and before her consciousness could react, her body had already instinctively dodged this blow, which was much faster than the ordinary sharp claw killer, but even so, She still couldn't completely dodge the blow.

She put down the hand covering her chest, and looked at the sharp clawed soldier who had regained his attacking posture with a solemn expression.

After the previous blow, a tiny wound had already appeared on the exposed white skin on her chest, and bright red blood was slowly flowing out from the wound bit by bit. .

This skin trauma made Rita unable to despise the dead soldier with sharp claws. The dead soldier who could hurt her, no matter how bad it was, had the strength of a rank A Valkyrie, let alone this dead soldier with sharp claws. Make her feel threatened with death.

Thinking of this, she stretched her hand to her right leg, and then pulled out an ink-colored curved dagger from the bag tied above it.

The name of this dagger is called 'Mu'. Just like its name, the blade of this dagger is as mysterious and hidden as it devours the bright night sky.This dagger was the weapon given to her by the Archbishop of Destiny after she was promoted to the vice-captain of the Immortal Blade, and she lived up to everyone's expectations, allowing this weapon to show its unique twilight light in her hands.

She bent down, holding the dagger in her hand, holding it flat in front of her chest, breathing low, her smoky red eyes locked on the body of the serval, waiting for its next attack.

The essentials of using a dagger is to find a flaw the moment the opponent launches an attack, and then thrust out the dagger in one's hand without hesitation, allowing the opponent to die without any reaction, fast and merciful.

In this way, the two sides stood face to face with each other, while maintaining a posture about to attack, but coincidentally, neither of them had the idea of ​​attacking first, the surrounding atmosphere became viscous, and the killing intent gradually overflowed This is not a big space.

The wise beast sensed the dangerous aura of the hunter, while the skilled hunter sensed the unique characteristics of the beast, neither of them dared to act rashly.

This is a gamble, one thought will lead to nothing, and only one winner will be born. The winner can stand on the corpse of the loser to enjoy the glory of victory, and the last thing the loser has is death.

The first one who couldn't stand it was the serval cat who made an offensive move first. Although it was a beast with wisdom, it was precisely because of this wisdom that it felt the danger from Rita, so it Only then did he want to kill the hunter standing in front of him impatiently.

Wisdom can allow biology to think and know how to judge, but it can also bring shortcomings, it can make biology make wrong judgments, and finally lead to catastrophe.

The legs of the serval wearing black boots were slightly bent, and then jumped up, rushing towards each other, waving its golden and sharp claws at Rita.

Facing Serval's attack, Rita, who had observed and stared at him for a long time, quickly took countermeasures.

She turned sideways to avoid brushing against the serval cat's body, and before the serval cat could turn around quickly, she raised the black dagger tightly in her hand, and stabbed the serval cat's head forcefully.

No matter what kind of dead soldiers, as long as their head or chest core is seriously injured, they will immediately lose their life, and then fall to the ground and die immediately.

But something that surprised Rita happened again.

In her eyes, Serval was absolutely unable to deal with it, but at this moment, he forcibly twisted his body, and then blocked Rita's fatal blow with his golden claws.

The golden claws and the ink-colored dagger collided with each other, making harsh friction sounds, and even sparks burst out.

The two confronted each other like this. Rita, who originally held the dagger with one hand, had no choice but to change to holding the dagger with both hands after feeling the power emanating from Serval's smaller body.

This is a tug-of-war, and if there is no accident, the only loser is Rita.

Because Rita is a human being, and the sly cat is a dead man, no matter how strong a human is, there is absolutely no way to defeat a dead man. If she does not want to die at the hands of the sly cat, she must find a way to deal with it.

And the way, she had already thought of it.

She suddenly withdrew the strength in her hand, and then quickly retreated. The state between the two returned to before.

Looking at the serval cat standing in front of her, recalling the various performances of the serval cat before, she could already feel the difference between this serval cat and the ordinary sharp-clawed killer.

It has greater strength and more sensitive response. If there is no accident, it should also have the instinct to predict danger. These abilities far exceed those of ordinary sharp claw dead soldiers.

But if that's the case, this special clawed dead soldier can't pose a great danger. After all, no matter how intelligent a beast is, it's just a beast at best.

This time, Rita was the first to attack. Holding the dagger in her hand, she began to attack the serval like a storm.

With rich experience in fighting the dead, she knew how to use the fastest method to stab the weapon in her hand into the dead's vitals.

She frantically attacked the serval cat's head and chest with the dagger, but all of these attacks were blocked by the serval cat with its golden claws.

Just when Serval used its claws to block Rita's stabbing attack on his head again, Rita's left hand reached for the sack tied to her left leg, and pulled out a second dagger from the middle.

This is the most common dagger. It is a dagger made of alloy. Rita usually uses this dagger to deal with some dead soldiers and creatures other than Houkai Beast. I don’t know if it is because of cleanliness The reason is that even if this dagger is strong enough to easily pierce the body of a dead soldier, Rita will not easily use this dagger unless it is absolutely necessary.

And the current situation is the time of last resort.

Rita held the dagger made of alloy tightly in her hand, adjusted her posture, and then stabbed hard at the chest of the serval cat whose claws were used to defend against head attacks.

Accompanied by the sound of objects piercing, the silver-white blade was stained with the unique black blood of the dead, and the cold black blood dripped on the ground, stained with a little dust, and this... also announced the life of the prey end of

The duel between the wise beast and the skilled hunter finally decides the outcome at this moment...