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

All the organs in his body were failing, muscles were tearing, fascia clearly formed the framework of the human body, and blood was flowing like a spring, seeping into his skin and the cheeks of the girl in his arms...

The Thousand Stars, which were already beyond their capacity, successfully crossed the insurmountable barrier of time by overdrawing themselves at a great cost.

Sato Yuno reached out and wiped away the blood dripping from the boy's eyes. She chuckled softly:

"Don't push yourself too hard, Teacher Su."

"That ability can save your life, but as for me... it's okay."

The girl's white skirt and pure smile, amidst the endless light and heat rushing towards her, resembled a sky full of fading stars falling in the wilderness.

It's a blue sky full of stars.

Su Qing'an's throat was blocked by a blood clot, but he thought it was okay.

We've already come this far.

They've already used their full strength.

They have already dragged the so-called gods off their thrones.

What do you mean it's okay?

You should go back to that kind of school and continue chatting with your friends about trivial yet heartwarming daily life.

Don't you really like drawing?

Even if you become a Herrscher, so what? You're still not a master, there's still so much you haven't learned.

I can continue to teach you just as I have taught everyone before.

Hua is also looking forward to your return. Isn't Carol your friend? You said you were going to teach Shigure Kira to sing, right?

Then there is a connection.

Then you have to survive.

The boy, barely suppressing the stinging pain in his throat, gritted his teeth and forced out a hoarse, unpleasant whisper:

"Feather Crossing the Dust, unfold."

Since it is a phenomenon caused by Honkai energy, even if there is a nuclear reaction inside, it can still be completely absorbed by the conceptual ability of the [Stigmata].

He... hasn't lost yet.

We haven't lost yet.

The myriad illusions gently revealed a large, crimson ring that enveloped the two, forming a sphere.

The [Stigmata] and Feather Dust continuously absorb the Honkai energy from the outside world, and then form a protective shield from the absorbed Honkai energy.

The relentless sound waves and debris from the buildings engulfed everything...

After a long fifteen minutes, the [Feather Crossing Dust O Critical Point] was forcibly lifted.

Even at the very edge of Canghai City, the lingering shockwaves continued to surge for fifteen minutes.

The boy, holding Sato Yuno, was caught off guard and blown away by the blast wave, rolling into a corner of the collapsed ruins.

However, the girl's middle arm was shattered by debris from the building, causing her body to separate from him.

Fortunately, it's not too far.

Even at a distance of only ten meters, it's still visible.

He could barely keep his eyes open. The [Stigmata] had successfully absorbed all the phenomena related to the Honkai, but the physical damage had already piled up like a mountain.

Su Qing'an tried her best to prevent the blood from affecting her vision, and finally her dark eyes were successfully reflected in the still spotless white skirt.

The ability to extract Honkai energy from the imaginary space using the Herrscher core still exists, which seems to be a region that even the Honkai consciousness cannot interfere with for the time being.

Therefore, the Herrscher's instinctive Honkai energy defense perfectly resisted all physical attacks.

Sato Yuno's face remained unchanged. She lay on the dusty ground, gazing at the creamy clouds in the distance and the continuous roar, and whispered:

"So this counts as a fireworks display?"

"But I won't receive any gifts from my dad."

Su Qing'an wanted to speak, but couldn't.

His consciousness had gradually waned to the point that he could only watch the girl talking to herself all alone.

She turned her head, gazing intently at the boy's face, and finally revealed a complex smile:

"I don't know why, but I always feel like I've known Teacher Su for a very long time."

"That's strange, isn't it?"

As if the brilliance had faded and night had fallen.

The blue baby's breath has aged and withered away.

Su Qing'an stared at the charred corpse beneath the spotless white dress, her pupils losing focus.

The total time for the Honkai fission bomb to detonate is no more than 0.1 seconds, while the nuclear reaction mixed in with the release of Honkai energy is completed in one ten-thousandth of a second.

The ending was predetermined before the Feather Crossing the Dust event even began.

February 21, 3:45 PM, late winter/early spring.

The mermaid encountered a whaling ship.

The Third Herrscher, Sato Yuno, has been confirmed dead.

80. Fu Hua faces reality.

Sato Yuno's charred body resembled charcoal that was gradually cracking, slowly revealing dry textures.

Her long hair lay on the ground like withered seaweed, its vibrant violet color fading to pale white, leaving no trace of its former appearance.

The girl's corpse, gathered within the fabric, revealed an excessively slender outline. She looked so light and empty, as if all her blood had drained away in the instant her life ended, leaving only a sorrowful posture where even the muscle fibers were barely visible.

Those eyes, still gazing at the boy, were slightly sunken, their corneas not yet cloudy, like a tree hollow that had been deserted for a long time, so quiet and empty.

She is dead.

Su Qing'an understood this fact.

He had never felt that ten meters was such a distant distance, so distant that it was impossible to reach in this lifetime.

The scent of corpses wafted into the boy's nostrils with the strong wind. It should have been an unpleasant smell of putrescine and cadaverine mixed together, but the boy smelled cedar, citrus, and sage.

Whether it's because the Herrscher's physical constitution is different from ordinary people, or because there's something wrong with their senses and mind, it doesn't matter anymore.

Blood trickled down his forehead and dripped from his eyelids into his pupils, yet he continued to stare at Sato Yuno with an expressionless face.

The image reflected in the blood-red landscape evoked images of ancient fossils buried in the Tasmanian forest, or of Sleeping Beauty from a fairy tale, dying of old age before being awakened by a kiss.

The fluctuations of Honkai energy completely dissipated, and the Herrscher core broke its link with the body after Sato Yuno's life signs were successfully eliminated.

As a result, the pristine white skirt she had always cherished inevitably became covered in dust.

"It's so dirty, I need to wipe it off for her," he thought.

The arm, with its bones torn into nearly seven or eight pieces, lost its ability to respond to will.

There was no energy left for anger, and no extra emotion left to turn into sorrow.

The boy was neither sad nor angry.

It was as if something in my heart, witnessing this scene, made a crackling sound.

Something has become fragmented.

But Su Qing'an didn't care about any of that; he just whispered to himself.

Su Qing'an, move.

How could you let her die such a gruesome death?

He used his fingertips to gather the dry, tangled hair and carefully patted the dust off the clothes.

Find a scenic, sunny spot to bury her in soft soil, and then erect a solemn tombstone.

This is the only thing I can do.

So, get moving.

Why can't it move?

Muscles and fascia fell into a state of dormancy, and the remaining power to control Honkai energy became powerless due to the interference of artificial stigmata. Hoping to act before the body's functions recovered was already a luxury.

[Soul Essence: 5.92 (78.31)]

Using Feathered Dust to withstand the aftershocks of the Honkai Fission Bomb for 15 minutes was already beyond its limits. In such a depressed state, the fact that Su Qing'an didn't faint immediately can be attributed to the scene before her.

The boy repeatedly issued commands to himself, ignoring the body's cries, disregarding the pain transmitted through his nerves, and briefly forgetting what sorrow or anger was.

The mere 0.11 increase in the essential level of his soul is proof of just how much torment he endured.

All experiences encountered while alive will lead to a leap in the essence of the soul after death due to the special nature of the soul.

This should have been the upper limit that could only be reached after death, but Su Qing'an has already crossed the threshold in this reality without cultivation or experiencing death.

This is not an incomprehensible situation. Looking back on all the times the boy had walked alone, this was the first time he had seen someone important die before his eyes.

It's easy to imagine just how impactful this was.

Su Qing'an had become accustomed to pure suffering and the despair of death.

The boy, who believed that he didn't care about his own fate, thought it didn't matter if he died and couldn't be reborn.

Death was no longer a significant threat to him.

Su Qing'an has gradually lost the ability to understand the fear of death; all he cares about is the consequences of his own death.

They have no feelings about death itself, but they value the added value of death more and more.

This outcome led to Sato Yuno's death, and for him, it was a meaning that could not be simply expressed between the lines.

The boy continued to mechanically issue commands to himself.

Move it slightly.

My arm is broken, and I can't move it.