To create Honkai Impact 3rd in a world where Kallen exists.

"We hope... that this world will become a place filled only with laughter!"

Several electronic audio beeps sounded, and more Delilahs emerged from the roof of the car, turning the atmosphere from normal to terrifying once again.

As if Kiana's words had angered the other party, they stopped asking those inexplicable questions and began a formal attack.

"So Kiana, what are you going to do then?"

A red glint flashed in Delilah's eyes, and they all turned their attention to Kiana inside the carriage; the situation seemed to be turning dangerous.

"My eyes are on you! Have a pleasant journey!"

"Hmph—do you really think I'm reckless? If you could really take me down so easily inside the carriage, I wouldn't have been able to dodge that laser beam at all,"

Kiana, however, remained calm and analyzed the situation carefully.

At that moment, although she shielded the so-called passerby with her body, it was clearly impossible for all of the intense beams of light to have completely missed her.

The only possibility is that the other party did it on purpose!

Because... if you actually hit the target, the opponent will reveal their true intentions instead.

"Seeing is not believing; you are not actually in this carriage!"

As soon as Kiana finished speaking, before the other party could react, she instantly leaped into the air, adjusted her posture mid-air, and kicked open the car window next to her.

Click—

The glass shattered instantly, breaking into tiny fragments that fell to the ground.

"You are……"

Kiana was certain that she had found the enemy's true location; there was no mistake!

The other party's true location must be there!

This carriage was just a facade from beginning to end, a facade that was extremely alluring in terms of sight and feeling.

"This place!!"

Kiana jumped in front of a screen where Derek's image was vividly displayed.

Her face even showed a look of panic, as she had not anticipated Kiana's sudden action.

"You...you actually..."

But Kiana wouldn't give her that chance again. She opened the drink Rita had given her from the vending machine and poured all the liquid over it.

She snapped—

"That's it!"

She stared at the panicked images, feeling little emotional.

Then the image of Delilah began to distort, turning into clusters of indescribable pixelated blocks, and everything around it quieted down and returned to its normal color tone.

Kiana finally felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders. In any case, the operation was at least a success.

"This train has arrived at its final destination."

"Please take your belongings with you and get off the bus as soon as possible. Thank you for your cooperation."

Polite train etiquette was announced over the loudspeaker.

However, no one noticed anything unusual.

Kiana lowered her eyes, feeling little joy. This world couldn't bring her happiness. She quickly got off the bizarre train.

"Finally finished!"

She walked out of the underground station, sighed helplessly, and took one last look at this unfamiliar city.

There wasn't a soul in sight; the silence was almost eerie.

"It seems that repairs are proceeding smoothly here as well,"

She muttered to herself, fiddling with the buttons on her leg ring... There were still many things waiting for her!

But she didn't look up and didn't notice anything unusual in the station. As she passed by, the words on the sign above were upside down, and there were many blurry and erased words.

Furthermore, the leg ring did not indicate that the task was completed.

Is the city still silent, or has it just begun?

Many small details still hint at something: Is the disaster truly over? Is seeing really believing? Did she... truly save the world?

The answer was revealed amidst the uproar after Kiana's departure.

The moment I left, dusk quickly turned into night.

The real train at the subway station slowly came to a stop, its rear depicting a weeping Rita, who had also been assimilated into the idiot Derek. The pathogen had ultimately been brought into this world.

A soft sob came from the corner, emanating from the vending machine.

With a clatter, a bottle of beverage finally rolled out, arriving much later. On its front was a picture of Li crying.

In the darkness of night, countless screens throughout the city displayed images of Delilah, with women laughing, cheering, and celebrating wildly.

They withstood the final threat.