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"Then let me ask you a question in return."
A dense, tangible amount of Honkai energy erupted and expanded from the girl's body.
Have you ever seen a cup that can hold the ocean?
Click~
The gears formed by the sky's binding power developed cracks that rapidly spread outwards. In the blink of an eye, the rings and gears shattered like glass shards and disappeared into the air.
Seeing the unsurprised expression on Otto's face, Xingyue understood that this man had never intended for this move to have any effect on her from the beginning.
And that is indeed the case. If the power of restraint were truly effective against planetary-level Honkai Beasts, Theresa would have already successfully subdued the Herrscher of the Sea.
Otto just wanted a moment's respite.
“Now, it’s time for us to settle every debt you owe, Otto.”
The girl's eyes revealed an extreme hatred, as if she had some deep-seated grudge against this bishop of destiny.
This completely baffled Otto. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out how he had offended the Herrscher of the Sea.
But the hatred in the other person's eyes couldn't be faked.
swoosh~
A blazing flame first pierced through half of Otto's head, followed by the sound of air being torn apart.
Now, not only would he not do it easily, but even if Otto wanted to groan, he couldn't possibly fail, because half of his facial features vanished instantly.
"This blow was for Karen."
The girl blew on her fist and said something that made Otto feel ashamed.
"It's fortunate that you can't revive Kallen. If you really did, and she found out that you licked her in the way she hates the most, Kallen might just commit suicide on the spot."
After that, Xingyue did not continue her attack.
She is waiting for Otto to recover.
Poor Otto, the false god, had just finished repairing his body when his invincible enemy delivered another devastating blow.
It makes it seem like his false god's defense and evasion are nonexistent.
"This is for Sirin, who has been driven crazy by you."
"And these too..."
Xingyue took a deep breath, her gaze sharpening.
In the next instant, fists, denser than raindrops, swept over the false god Otto's entire body, and the man's body was constantly deformed due to the heavy pressure of the fists.
"The tens of millions of people you killed during the Second Honkai Impact, including the First Herrscher, Welt..."
Not satisfied with punches, Xingyue drew her sword and cleaved the false god's body into pieces at a speed completely invisible to the naked eye.
"This is what you owe to each and every one of them."
Finally, Xingyue stretched out her palm toward the debris in mid-air, and a black beam of light, tens of meters in diameter, shot straight into the sky.
The energy dissipated, leaving nothing but the charred marks that stretched as far as the eye could see in the distance.
After doing all this, Xingyue snorted coldly and turned to leave.
"Now that I've paid off my debts, I'll give you a free ride. You're welcome."
Meanwhile, not far from the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, there was nothing but a blood-red ocean, a deathly still place.
Otto appeared silently, surveyed his surroundings, smiled bitterly, and shook his head.
"So, we've finally arrived here? Was this all part of your plan, Herrscher of the Sea...?"
With a helpless sigh, the man dragged his weary body and limped toward the Tree of Imaginary Numbers.
Chapter 112: Theresa: Cecilia, I'm sorry.
"It's all sorted out~"
The girl stretched her back and patted off imaginary dust from her hands.
Overall, beating up Otto was quite satisfying.
At least some of the Otto I saw were covered up in the comics and side stories, and the main storyline basically didn't reveal anything about him, so he vented all his anger.
Otto's journey there, whether successful or not, was a certain death for him.
"Let us pay our highest respects to Otto Apocalypse, the former Archbishop of Destiny."
"Then……"
Xingyue pulled a bottle of champagne from her white robe, flicked it with her fingertip, and the bottle cap, filled with the aroma of alcohol and foam, shot three feet high.
"It's like popping champagne!"
At this moment, near the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, Otto, who was engaged in the final battle of his life, inexplicably felt displeased...
In reality, Theresa and her companions finally overcame numerous difficulties and arrived at the center of the battle.
Upon arriving, they found no trace of Otto Apocalypse and couldn't help but mourn for the Archbishop of Destiny for a few seconds.
"Well, if you came here looking for Otto, he's no longer here!"
Seeing the somewhat confused looks on their faces, Xingyue continued to explain.
"He went to the Tree of Imaginary Numbers and will never come back; he is now completely dead."
"Let alone him, even if I went to that place, I wouldn't dare to mess around."
"The Tree of Imaginary Numbers?"
Upon learning of Otto's whereabouts, Dr. Tesla's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in astonishment.
"What a crazy man!"
That is a branch of the multiverse structure. Whatever Otto's purpose, the fact that he dared to approach it is truly admirable.
Having said that, but...
"Besides finding Otto, we have another purpose."
Theresa stepped forward, her blue-green eyes gradually narrowing.
"On the way here, we heard from the Valkyries that you captured Captain Durandal."
"Could you tell me where you took her?"
"that……"
The girl tapped her chin, her dazzling pupils darting around before she revealed a playful smile.
"I threw her into a special space."
As she spoke, Xingyue shrugged.
"It's all because she's always so disobedient. This time, I'm going to teach her a lesson and make her completely mine."
Upon hearing this, Theresa's expression changed drastically, as if she had been struck by lightning.
"Hand her over, hand over Durandal."
Theresa clenched her fists and shouted sharply.
"Oh?"
Are you teaching me how to do things?
The girl leaned closer to the white-haired loli's face, her gaze shifting from gentle to sharp, and questioned her.
Approaching this abyss-like aura up close made Theresa feel breathless for a moment.
Or perhaps...?
Theresa felt a finger pressing on her forehead.
"Do you want to fight me again?"
Seeing that Theresa had no reaction, the girl spread her hands and leisurely prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute~"
Kiana and Mei, the two Herrschers, quickly stood in front of Theresa, gritting their teeth and staring at the sea-blue figure in front of them.
"Yo yo yo~ Aren't these your two defeated opponents?"
"What? Kiana, how do you think your flames compare to that flame that could destroy the earth just now?"
Upon hearing this, Kiana lowered her head, feeling insecure.
"As expected, that flame was emitted by you."
"That's right, I sent it. So, what are you two trying to do by getting into a fighting stance?"
"Could it be..."
The girl turned around, glanced at the two of them, and suddenly showed a very surprised expression, covering her mouth and chuckling softly.
"Did you two miss me again? You've come to offer your help?"
"Then you don't need to go through such a roundabout way. My arms are always open to you."
As she spoke, Xingyue actually opened her arms wide. Under the bamboo hat, the bright white moonlight was so alluring. Her chest, though not full, was not bad either, just the right size to hold a handful.
If it weren't for the issue of political stance, Kiana also thought that Hoshizuki was very pleasing to the eye and belonged to the top beauties.
But her "don't be so polite, I know what you're up to" attitude reminded the two Herrschers of some unpleasant memories, and a surge of resentment violently assaulted their brains.
Fortunately, they didn't lose their temper, and the atmosphere remained tense.
Just then, Bronya, who floated between the two forces, broke this balance.
She first looked the girl with the frilly hair up and down, then glanced back at her companion, and finally spoke to Xingyue.
Bronya also disliked Starmoon's actions.
"Oh?"
The Herrscher of the Sea's eyelashes gradually covered her colored contact lenses.
"But Bronya can't stop you, and she won't stop you."
This statement surprised everyone present.
Xingyue's pretty face flushed slightly, radiating a sense of happiness.
It seems that her position in Bronya's heart has far surpassed that of her other three starter families, and is almost on par with Seele's.
To Kiana and the others' utter astonishment, Bronya had actually fallen from grace. They had initially thought that Bronya staying with the Herrscher of the Sea was merely a temporary measure.
After saying this, Bronya took Seele's hand and led her to a place that was a little further away, where she used the Heavy Bunny as a stool to support the two of them.
He casually took out some sunflower seeds, adopting the posture of a typical bystander enjoying the spectacle.
This completely confirms that even if a war breaks out, Bronya will not participate.
Or rather, Bronya's decision not to help the planetary-level Honkai Beasts fight them was already a great consideration for their past friendship.
This immediately made the situation even more unfavorable.
Although they had no chance of winning from the very beginning.
But they were unwilling to accept it! A planetary-level Honkai Beast was looming over them, and no matter what it did, they couldn't stop it; they could only passively accept it…
The most conflicted one is Theresa.
Her reason told her that war was inevitable, a crushing defeat. But Durandal was Cecilia's own daughter. Kiana had already been reduced to that state; was she really going to let Durandal, her own flesh and blood, be subjected to further bizarre acts by the Honkai Beasts...?
Theresa's fists were clenched so tightly they were bleeding, but she still couldn't think of a solution.
The difference between the two sides was simply too great, so great that they couldn't even see the enemy's back.
Let's go back.
Theresa seemed to have lost all her strength, and there was no light in her eyes.
She walked back the way she came, feeling very dejected.
“Cecilia, I’m so sorry. I not only failed to protect your adopted daughter, but I also failed to protect your biological daughter.”
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