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

The boy said to the man who was poised to launch in mid-air:

"Walter Joyce? Do you think the so-called First Herrscher's power is limited to gravity?"

Upon hearing this, the man, lost in false memories, laughed and replied:

"Of course not."

As those words slipped out without a second thought, a profound sense of bewilderment flashed through my mind like lightning.

Walter's mind went blank for a second, and he muttered to himself:

"...Other abilities? What are they?"

Immediately, the boy's sigh lingered in my ears:

"It seems you don't know either."

The man turned around in shock, and as he hurriedly waved his hand, a pressure as heavy as the deep sea seemed to press down on the newcomer's body.

The spreading gravitational field had no ability to suppress their speed, so he could only use such a single-point attack.

This was Welt's misjudgment; his arbitrary tactical decision based on his previous experience against Fu Hua was a major cause of defeat.

The reaction was too slow; the nearby wreckage was all potential landing spots.

Su Qing'an had no reason to be outmaneuvered, so he naturally followed Walter around to his back again.

But this time, he didn't waste any more words.

[Momentum].

This is the second time it has been used in this battle.

In the brief moment when his body was stiff and his mind was almost at a standstill, "Walter" was left with only one thought.

I can't move.

And so, our view came to an end.

The folding knife, which had been thwarted once by the Titans, was now unstoppable.

The boy's figure fell along with countless pieces of debris, and his murmurs were drowned out by the roaring noise.

"That's why Titan can't move, Mr. Walter."

"Unfortunately, I have no reason to explain myself to the enemy."

"I can only speak to your corpse."

127. The glass is clear, and the oranges are brilliant.

The plane ticket for the next day wasn't tampered with in any strange way, probably because Fu Hua was resting with her eyes closed next to him.

The Holiday Inn from yesterday has been taken over by the logistics department of Destiny. Fortunately, the person in charge of renting the venue, although he was stingy in strange ways, generously rented the entire floor of the Holiday Inn for a whole day to prevent more casualties.

Even though Orchard Road is a very prosperous street in Singapore, the area around the Holiday Inn and the shopping mall has been closed off with crowds and warning signs in recent days, all in accordance with the will of Heaven.

Schicksal failed to obtain the remains of Titan and the imposter Welt. A second after the man died, explosives mixed with violent Honkai energy fluctuations annihilated the entire floor.

Finally, Fu Hua used [Thousand Stars] again to leap out of the building, allowing her and the other two to escape the aftermath of the attack.

The reason for this outcome is simple: Cocolia did not want even the slightest trace of Welt's replication results to be revealed, and the wreckage of those Titans, including the almost intact white Titan, exploded along with Welt's heart stopping beating.

This is very much in line with that woman's style of doing things. Assuming Walter is dead, the Titans will inevitably have difficulty taking him back, so rather than using him to aid the enemy, it's better to destroy him directly.

It would be even better if we could take out the enemy in one fell swoop.

Even if the authorities hadn't imposed a lockdown, the number of people visiting the hotel would have plummeted in the next few days following the collapse of the Holiday Inn.

The wedding planning team that was trying to sell their services to the guests that day would probably be very glad they were rejected for their excellent service of personally accompanying and designing the wedding banquet.

It was a stroke of luck that we avoided a deadly path.

The mission reports from Destiny didn't pile up like mountains because of this incident. Firstly, the existence of Anti-Entropy was unexpected, and secondly, someone was enjoying watching the show.

The bishop, who had nothing to do at the Destiny headquarters, was watching Wraith's live broadcast of mission videos.

He hadn't touched the game "Karen Fantasy" for a day. You see, Lord Otto once vowed to surpass that person's score with his true strength sooner or later, and for that reason, his Soul Steel body had honed his control over the controller through countless trials.

Although he used some tricks beforehand to ensure he was still in first place, Otto, as the creator of the game, clearly still had a very strong competitive spirit.

But at this moment, he would sometimes look at Fu Hua carrying Su Qing'an in a princess carry and nod slightly, and sometimes look at Su Qing'an carrying Fu Hua in a princess carry and smile.

His Excellency the bishop had absolutely no intention of honing his skills to surpass that person's.

When he saw Su Qing'an carefully supporting the girl's bare feet with his clothes to prevent her from getting hurt, he clapped and cheered, expressing his admiration for this gentlemanly manner.

The bishop savored the moment for a long time, then rewound the scene of the two entering the banquet hall. He found Fu Hua's excellent acting skills and their interaction quite amusing.

Ten minutes later, under Rita's melancholy gaze, His Holiness the Bishop finally turned off the video and took the file.

He casually placed the documents on the table and said:

"Rita, do you think we should throw a wedding of the century for my friend? That would be a truly special occasion."

The maid sighed, rubbing her forehead:

“Your Excellency, although Rita also thinks this is a very interesting outcome, it's a pity that the result won't be as you wish, is it?”

"To her, Su Qing'an was just a rather special person."

Otto murmured the word:

Is it special?

Rita said:

"Yes. But it's just a special case."

"Perhaps he is closer to Lady Fu Hua's heart than anyone else in the past few hundred years. When he is next to her, Lady Fu Hua behaves more like a human being, rather than a lofty immortal or a model student at St. Freya Academy."

"But that's all there is to it."

"He will only be a passerby."

"And Su Qing'an's own situation and the judgment I made after profiling him also led to the fact that he would not take the initiative to move towards the result you want."

Otto tapped his fingers on the table and said knowingly:

"Lifespan? The outcome and fate limited by the collapse. Even though he struggled to this point, this talent is like a tiny, flickering flame in the darkness, destined not to illuminate the way forward."

"This should have been an ordinary tragedy, as insignificant and numerous as dust, but it became different because it was involved with immortals."

"This is interesting."

"Rita, do you think Su Qing'an's life will end with him being slowly eroded by artificial holy marks, or will he die in the battle against the Honkai?"

"Or rather, which one is more worthy of remembrance?"

Without waiting for the maid's reply, the man gazed at the blood-red sunset outside the window and said softly:

"A heart that slowly draws closer yet is destined to drift apart, a future that is uncertain yet seems predetermined."

"If I were still the same person I was before, I might have hoped for a happy ending with heartfelt blessings."

"It's just a pity... my friend."

"You don't need these things right now."

"Although it may be unnecessary, let me finish the story for you."

“I hate variables, but this boy happens to have the element to respond to miracles.”

The glass was clear, and the oranges shone brightly.

Otto suddenly recalled the poems of a modern poet, and perhaps this was the very thing he had once loved and wanted to destroy.

As transparent and clear as glass, as unripe and brilliant as an orange.

Fragile, yet beautiful.

Under the setting sun, his golden hair shone brightly. Otto's usually calm and smiling face was unusually tinged with other emotions, and of course, he felt no pity.

He's no longer a normal human being.

Otto Apocalypse, a dangerous madman who controls the world’s largest violent apparatus.

He was both lucid and insane.

Most human emotions no longer inspire him to empathize or identify.

But for some reason, as the twilight sunlight poured into the room like a spring, that poetic phrase swept through my mind, and certain memories, like timeless old photographs, surfaced layer by layer in the ocean of my consciousness.

Karen...

If things had turned out differently, what would I be like now?

He was clearly not the kind of person who would overthink things, but when that name resonated in his heart, his emotions would be as vivid and lively as they were five hundred years ago.

How about a different ending?

So, perhaps witnessing the other possibilities is also a good option.

The man's originally resolute decision took a strange turn.

Otto smiled and said softly:

"Let them rest for a while before I make a real decision."

"Rita, what do you think of a long, relaxing trip?"

The maid responded with a smile:

"As you wish, Your Excellency."

128. Can you come with me to see the sea? hua.

The coffee shops near the coastline are unusually lit up with dim lights in the night, and the chilly sea breeze blows the wind chimes on the windows, making a crisp sound.

Leonid sat in a corner of the front desk, a steaming cup of coffee in front of him.

Looking into the cup, the surface was as calm as a windless lake. The slowly rising steam was like the morning mist that veiled the man's downcast face. The marks left by time between his brows were blurred in this brief concealment. His rough fingers quietly and habitually caressed a pendant.

It was a brass ornament, and time, as always, treated it the same as men, its original embellishments worn away by the long years, leaving it with a few mottled colors.