Honkai, encountering Thunder Mei at the beginning

A poor person who was killed by her and didn't feel pitiful at all.

Maybe it was like this a long time ago. I went to save others and protect others by talking about myself, and then left and refused on my own.

The wound of the soul loses the cover of darkness, and is directly shrouded in light, and just when the wound needs to be filled and the sun shines.

The sunlight disappeared, like a shooting star in the sky, descending brilliantly, but disappearing silently.

Could it be that Miss Ben really did something wrong?

Is it the best result to have to watch from the sidelines?

Qiyana was trembling. She felt that the life creed she had adhered to for more than ten years was smashed like glass at this moment, and fell to the ground and shattered.

As if remembering something, Qiyana forced herself to take a look behind her, and glanced at Jiang Cheng, who was standing on the edge of the OB behind her.

Through Jiangcheng, there seemed to be Mei, and that annoying little Bronya, that guy who was sneaking around all day long.

"Sorry...Yuno."

Kiana picked up the gun in her hand, pointed it tremblingly at Yuno's heart, and pulled the trigger.

Gunshots rang out.

It seems that it has never been expected to be like this, or it has been expected to be like this for a long time.

The amber energy flow penetrated Yuno's thin body in an instant, and the violent impact made Yuno's body tremble, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Yuno itself does not have the support of the core, the heart is where her energy gathers, and it was smashed by a shot at this moment.

The body is lying on the ground like a plant that is gradually drying up, and the dark clouds in the sky are still the same, not necessarily half clear.

After losing her identity as a Herrscher, she also lost the temptation from Honkai, and Yuno looked at Kiana with all her strength.

"I'm sorry, Kiyana, for causing you trouble..." The girl was still apologetic at the end, as if flashing back.

After blinking, it seemed that what she saw in those pupils was not the cloudy sky, but her mother who was still washing clothes for her at home.

"Mom...I'm sorry...Yuno...not..."

The girl was muttering something, but her body, which had lost strength, could no longer support her to finish her speech.

Kiyana, who pulled the trigger, stood there like a child who broke a precious object, and seemed to be uneasy even standing up.

She couldn't stop apologizing to Yuno in her heart, but these soft apologies were worse than toilet paper.

At most, it was to give some comfort to her heart that was about to collapse, but after all, it was just a drop in the bucket.

[Qiana, what are you doing? ] The Herrscher of the Sky, who noticed this perfect timing, spoke immediately. This kind of opportunity seemed to be designed, it was too perfect.

But what if it was designed?Anyway, she didn't intend to solve everything now.

[What the hell am I doing? ] Kiyana let go of her hands and covered her head. The sound of the guns falling to the ground did not attract her attention.

[You killed Yuno and Asakura Miyuki, they didn't have to die, but without you, they would be miserable at best. ]

Memories of the past are like a replay of a movie, and countless pictures flash before the eyes like scenes of train carriages.

She saved Asakura Miyuki, then killed her.

She tried to save Yuno, but ended up killing her instead.

She is not only a murderer, but also a bystander who contributes to the flames, and is the light that makes them set themselves on fire.

Feeling, the body is so tired, I really want to sleep, responding to the drowsiness that flooded in like a tide, Kiyana closed her eyes, and her blue pupils closed in the air.

What appeared again was the amber cross pupil, ruthlessly looking across the world, as if everything in front of him were ants.

The Herrscher of the Sky stretched out her right hand to snap her fingers, recalling the powerful power she possessed.

But in an instant, just as the snapping of fingers was about to start, a familiar feeling flooded into Herrscher of the Sky's heart, and silk threads bound her body, just like that day.

[So you can't let me finish the fight? ] The Herrscher of the Void complained.

Knowing that she had no strength to resist, she would not be foolish enough to test Jiang Cheng's endurance.

The Herrscher of the Sky lay flat like a salted fish, letting the silk thread wrap around his body.

Chapter 41 'Beautiful' Fairy Tale (4K)

When Qiyana was entangled in her heart, Jiang Cheng watched from the sidelines. It was not until the Herrscher of the Sky appeared that Jiang Cheng walked over slowly.

Looking at the embarrassed figure bound in front of him, Jiang Cheng pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, and said with a bit of a wicked taste, "Herserscher of the Sky, we meet again."

"Humans," the Herrscher of the Sky, opened his mouth as if to say something, but Jiang Cheng stepped up faster, walked up to the Herrscher of the Sky, and put his index finger on the Herrscher of the Sky's mouth.

"Don't be too anxious." Jiang Cheng changed his posture and supported the Herrscher of the Sky who was about to fall.

The posture of the two at this time is like a prince holding the princess on the stage and dancing to his heart's content, but the relationship between the two is far from being as close as described.

"You should know that the enmity between me and you has not been settled yet. It always feels a little wrong to let Qiyana bear a share of the damage."

Jiang Cheng raised his right hand high, snapped his fingers in front of the Herrscher of the Sky, and with a snap of his fingers, the lines wrapped around the Herrscher of the Space suddenly tightened.

The white silk thread was strangled into the flesh, and blood seeped out from it, as if cut by paper, it could not recover for a long time, and the pain was severe.

The silk thread is like a net, and the fisherman gradually tightens the net, while the oppressed fish are struggling as hard as they can.

However, the lines of the Dominating Herrscher are not pure silk threads, which can be regarded as a way of expressing ability, the lines that control the dolls.

It can also be understood as the ability to dominate others.

But what puzzled Jiang Cheng was that the Herrscher of the Sky in front of him did not show that nervous or arrogant look, but stared at him proudly.

"People, the same kind, I have something to tell you." The Herrscher of the Space had that haughty tone.

Even though he was like a turtle in a urn at this time, he didn't have the idea of ​​​​fishing for the chopping board at all, but asked Jiang Cheng questions in an equal attitude.

Jiang Cheng also became interested in this, "Oh, what do you want to say?"

"About, the second collapse." Herrscher Sky looked up at Jiang Cheng, put his mouth against Jiang Cheng's finger, and said clearly every word.

"The second collapse?"

Jiang Cheng was a little puzzled, but he was not lacking in interest. He looked at the Herrscher of the Sky, as if he was expecting the Herrscher of the Sky to reveal the details. The second Honkai is said to be one of the biggest conspiracies in the Honkai world.

When the comics came out, he didn't have time to follow them, but now it's a pity that he lost a lot of opportunities to obtain information.

Now, as a person who has experienced it, it would be best if the Herrscher of Kong can explain it himself. As for the Herrscher of Kong, he would fabricate reality and the like.

After all, Jiang Cheng didn't think that he would be so easy to be pulled into the trap of words by the Herrscher of Kong, and he also didn't think that the Herrscher of Kong had that kind of IQ.

After all, Herrscher's power can be used very well with a little IQ, especially the name-calling space. Even if the output is limited, he can still keep fighting. How could he be beaten to death and resurrected on other people.

"That's right, the tragedy that belonged to Sirin is also the embodiment of the ultimate inferiority of human beings."

The Herrscher of the Sky paused, her eyes seemed to be recalling something, she slowly spoke in a soft tone, as if she was telling a fairy tale.

"A long time ago, there was a pair of mother and daughter who lived in a snowy mountain forest. They lived a poor but happy life～☆"

"Sireen, I want to be the best tailor in town just like my mother."

"In Sirin's eyes, tailoring is the greatest profession in the world."

"Because of this, she has argued with her friends several times whether the cook or the tailor is the greater."

"Without a cook, who will cook for you? Do you eat Daliba every day?" Her friend replied to her like this.

"Without a tailor, who will make clothes for you? You can't even get out!" Xiao Xilin retorted angrily.

The two fully exchanged opinions, and finally broke up unhappy.

As the saying goes, "Every ordinary day we experience may be a miracle that happens continuously." Xiao Xilin lived an ordinary and happy life in a small town with her mother and her friends.

Suddenly one day.

An accident happened.

"Wait for mom to come back~"

Not daring to look at the people wandering on the street, Xiao Xilin hid obediently in the closet, waiting for her mother to come back to pick her up.

"Captain! There is still a survivor here!" Xiao Xilin seemed to hear someone talking in a daze.

The gentle elder sister brought over a can of tomatoes.

"Where's Sirin's mother?"

"I'm sorry... I only found you..." The gentle Valkyrie smiled embarrassingly, trying to comfort the child who was about to cry, "Ah! Don't worry, destiny will adopt you."

But what awaits the girls is a blank laboratory, a cold scalpel and endless pain.

"It's so strange... Sirin, Sirin obviously didn't do anything bad..."

The friends who were together as companions fell down like dominoes, and Sirin took a small shovel and struggled to bury those corpses.

The pain, depression and unwillingness were unbearable, and the girl in a trance began to pray to the gods.

Fortunately, the gods responded to her.

"Just like mother, my god."

The girl thought.

"What can I do for my god?"

On this day, in this Tower of Tongtian, the Demon King was born.

The devil cleared all the villains, and when she was about to bury this blasphemous tower, which symbolized misfortune, the nuns of the church came.

"I will definitely save you!" It may be the empathy between the experimental subjects, the nun who knew all the truth stretched out her hand to the devil.

The Demon King hesitated, but the pain from the past still weighed on his heart. On that day, the Demon King tore open the human heart.

She injured the nun, and met the brave who came to crusade, the brave was very strong, but the devil failed.

But just when the devil was about to be killed like in a fairy tale, the clown stopped it all. Her most loyal subordinate tried his best to carry her to a safe place.

There, the girl met the god again, and the god helped the girl as always.

"Go and destroy those humans." The god stroked the girl's hair, and gave the girl a crown and skirt.

The demon king became the great demon king who destroyed the world, and she punished and destroyed human beings.

The brave man appeared again, but at this time the brave man could no longer defeat the mighty devil, just when the devil's plan was about to succeed.

The princess appeared, and there were several guards beside the princess. They cut off the connection between the girl and the god, and trapped the devil in the illusion.

"Xiao Xilin, please be obedient~" The familiar lines spit out from the princess's mouth.

The demon king forgot about the pain and indulged in the dreams of the past.

However, illusions are false after all.

False satisfaction turned into endless anger, and the devil set off a new round of revenge.

"Of course, fairy tales will eventually have a happy ending. The Demon King is dead."

"How? This story."

The Herrscher of Sora had finished telling the fairy tale, a story that was the same as Yuno's, but not different.

She looked at Jiang Cheng expectantly, and she really wanted to know what a real passer-by like Jiang Cheng, who could see the whole process from a third perspective, would say?

She didn't have any bias in the matter, and she didn't stigmatize anyone. She just wanted to know an answer to satisfy the doubts in her heart.

Listening to this fairy tale, Jiang Cheng gradually fell into deep thought, using fairy tales to tell a tragedy, the devil, the princess, and the nun.

It was a ridiculous story, Jiang Cheng easily peeled off the layer of sugar coating, revealing the gleaming knife.

"Fairy tales are not beautiful, and I have no opinion."

"No opinion?" Listening to Jiang Cheng's words, Herrscher Kong was a little puzzled. If he had to say something, it would indeed be regarded as a completely different opinion.

"Yes, I have no opinion," Jiang Cheng said again, "Everyone in it is bound by what she carries. For example, in the laboratory, researchers must sacrifice in order to study artificial stigmata. There is nothing Lin will have others, too."

"There is nothing wrong with the same persecuted Xilin who resisted. No one can say that either of the two is at fault. They are all coerced by what they want to do."

"A standpoint is inevitable. Understanding can bring peace. This kind of thing is too ridiculous." Jiang Cheng looked at Herrscher Kong seriously. He didn't put away his prejudice, but he wouldn't intentionally feel disgusted because of it. others.

"Herrscher of the Sky, do you know? In fact, the lives of most fairy tale writers are not very good, whether it is Hans Christian Andersen who wrote "The Daughter of the Sea" or Oscar Wilde who wrote "The Happy Prince."

"He died without marriage, without children, and in poverty." Jiang Cheng searched for the story in his head, and said to Herrscher Kong in the direction of a fairy tale.

"I love Oscar Wilde's quote 'every saint has a past, every sinner has a future' and this quote is also for you."

"Heh, do you think I'm a child who can still read fairy tales?" Herrsrscher of Space sneered.