Regarding the question of whether one thousand lives are enough to beat Honkai Impact 3rd.

If you're facing an opponent like this, then you don't need to burn through your memories; you'll only be consuming some of your energy and physical strength.

The girl's body was already withered and decayed, but this could only limit her ability to exert force and could not affect her temporarily restored Sword God realm.

Even now, with her power receding like the tide, killing an Emperor-level being wouldn't be difficult for Fu Hua.

Even without using the power of Feather Dust, the simple Inch Heart Fist technique is sufficient.

But her intuition told her that a quick victory was the answer, and after her sword heart recovered, a clearer warning told her that her choice was not wrong.

Just as the girl was about to unleash a Honkai energy sword wave to test the waters, the school badge on her chest vibrated.

The massive Honkai energy in his palm dissipated silently.

It's an emergency recall.

The girl's blue eyes narrowed slightly as she understood the reason for the ripples in her heart.

Something has happened at St. Freya Academy.

"Drip drip."

With a sound, the communicator automatically connected, and Himeko Murata's voice came through:

"Fu Hua, although I don't know what mission you are on, please make sure to finish this quickly."

The girl took out a communicator from her pocket and calmly asked:

"Major Himeko, what happened at the academy?"

Himeko Murata responded:

"The specific details of what happened at the academy have been sent to your communicator. If you were in that situation, you should understand how serious it is."

In the church, where melodious hymns echoed, the girl ignored the Emperor-class Honkai Beast within the cocoon of light, quietly reviewing the data and the Science Department's assessment, and then drew her conclusion:

"It's a Herrscher."

She sighed.

She then began browsing the pictures Himeko had sent her: aerial views of St. Freya Academy, where visibility was severely hampered by heavy fog, and the tallest building was obscured by the fog; students collapsed in classrooms and other areas; and Valkyries searching for the unconscious students.

One of the most striking images is of a white-haired girl easily embracing two students.

It's Kiana, and next to her, carrying a student on her back, is Raiden Mei.

The girl's furrowed brows relaxed slightly. The worst had not happened; St. Freya Academy was no longer capable of experiencing another unexpected shock.

Almost all electronic facilities were interfered with and damaged, but the small floating islands above the artificial island were spared, which allowed the news to be transmitted.

Headmistress Theresa, are you unconscious?

Looking at the photo of the girl lying in the culture tank with a respirator, Fu Hua understood the pressure Himeko was under.

Although Theresa may sometimes seem unreliable and childish, she is undoubtedly the backbone of St. Freya Academy.

After she leaves, command authority will be passed down to the next level.

Of the only two A-rank Valkyries in the academy, Sara Nishikujo only has enough strength left to fight before she burns out her life. Under these circumstances, she is undoubtedly unsuitable for this position.

Currently, only Himeko Murata, who is accustomed to the leadership role and is the captain of the Hyperion, can shoulder the responsibility alone.

Then comes the last picture, showing the only person on the list of seriously injured.

Su Qing'an.

Ripples spread across the lake of my heart, creating waves—what kind of feelings are those?

In the vast expanse of time, as still as an ancient well, such emotions seem quite rare.

The girl remained expressionless, and murmured:

"A lot of blood loss, subtle signs of Honkai energy erosion in your bones. You used [Thousand Stars], huh? That's really messed up, I don't know what to say. I'll deal with you when we get back."

"Su Qing'an."

As the last note faded, the boundary between illusion and reality blurred, and several exquisite feathers, like works of art, slowly fell.

Feathered Dust, fully manifested in the world.

The hymn stopped abruptly.

The cocoon of light shattered into nothingness.

Just a moment ago, the ends of her hair turned snow-white, but quickly returned to their original light gray.

The fiery, lotus-like light in the girl's eyes vanished as if it were a dream. Without a word, she put her hands back in her pockets, no longer glancing at the so-called Emperor-level Honkai Beast, and turned to leave.

Fu Hua increased Yu Duchen's output in one go, easily ending what should have been a battle of attrition.

As Yu Duchen's power receded like the tide, the sword heart vanished once more, and the desolate lake of the heart reappeared.

Over the years, she has become accustomed to this indecisive fighting style.

In the past, the Inch Heart Fist was not her most frequently used move, but now that she has lost the right to use the Void Sword Qi, this fist technique has become her most habitual fighting method.

Over these thousands of years, the immortals have lost so much.

Whether it's power, memory, or emotion.

Now that the Honkai is stirring and the Herrschers are arriving one after another, I probably won't be able to maintain this indecisive fighting style for much longer.

At that time, it is unknown how long this body can hold on.

The once silent footsteps now echoed crisply in the empty church.

The girl stepped out of the church, gazing at the azure sky, and said:

"A-rank Valkyrie Fu Hua, mission complete."

"Major, I'm in Kristiansand, Norway. Please have the Chosen One's liaison arrive here within an hour."

"Mission complete. The security system has been deactivated, and the location system has been reopened to the Far East Branch. You should be able to pinpoint your exact location."

"it is good."

After Himeko agreed, the communication ended.

The fairy stood outside the intact church, her beautiful face still detached and untouched by worldly affairs.

But perhaps, it was just a fleeting moment.

She might actually be a little angry.

The girl's slender fingers, hidden in her pocket, slowly closed into a fist, the unease emanating from her heart still lingering.

This was an emotion that could be calmed in an instant within the vast lake of her heart, but for some reason, Fu Hua felt a little like indulging in it at this moment.

Su Qing'an...

The question that she had recently defined as something not worth dwelling on has resurfaced. What does this boy mean to her now?

Is he important?

……have no idea.

So, is it not important?

For a long time, the immortal who walked alone on the long river of time could not give himself an answer.

A hint of loneliness was visible on her profile.

Collapse, collapse.

The girl habitually murmured this word in her heart, a word that had been repeated countless times over the long years.

No matter the cost, humanity will surely defeat the Honkai.

Time and time again, she repeated this to herself.

I no longer need any unnecessary burdens.

Emotions are a tremendous force, but also a dragging shackle.

We no longer need immortals.

90. St. Freya, safe and sound.

2014 5 Month 6 Day.

When the clock on the school building struck six o'clock, dusk, as always, was immersed in a thick sea of ​​clouds, and the azure tide was gilded with gentle golden hues.

In the blink of an eye, the fog on the artificial island dissipated amidst the shimmering water.

The sun, sinking into the sea, cast a soft light, illuminating the entire St. Freya Academy, starting from the edge of the coastline.

Kiana placed the girl on her back onto the hospital bed with swift and gentle movements, as if the girl's weight were as light as a feather.

Compared to the small number of students, St. Freya Academy is very large, so finding a place to place the unconscious students is not a difficult task.

The eerie fog had no effect on Kiana; her naturally strong resistance to Honkai energy made her feel perfectly comfortable in such an environment.

She was quiet and somewhat silent at this moment; this was Kiana's twenty-seventh student to be settled.

She had already heard about what was happening at the academy.

The mass coma left the still-conscious trainees at a loss, but the girl's calm command at the crucial moment saved the scarce staff and teachers a lot of trouble.

Unlike her usual self, she is always exceptionally reliable in times of crisis.

Su Qing'an is currently seriously injured, and the fact that Principal Theresa is in a coma has not yet been made public.

But she also had some uneasy speculations about the two who had not shown up for a long time.

What exactly happened? The source of this fog is truly something that makes one's imagination run wild.

Her first reaction was that there was an invasion by foreign enemies, but apart from the large number of people who were unconscious due to the fog, everything was fine.

It's like a nonsensical prank, the purpose of which is to let everyone get a good night's sleep and relieve the fatigue from training.

That's a really bad joke, she thought.

The sudden, bright light made the girl instinctively look up at the window.

She was stunned.

As the last rays of sunlight faded, the thick, dark red fog vanished almost instantly.