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

But as she allowed this power to expand and erupt unchecked, the girl's consciousness gradually entered the rhythm of a collapsing consciousness.

Her body was secreting various hormones that affected her mind and emotions under His control, and her soul was also being transmitted into the emotional records left behind by the Herrschers of the past as the link was established. This made her distorted personality more and more violent, causing the originally restrained offensive to burst into an uncontrollable state.

The first to feel this pressure was the outer canopy of the military supply station. The egg-shaped protective shield, which could originally withstand it, was crushed and collapsed under the heavy wind and snow and the kinetic energy from the rocks.

However, this extremely terrifying kinetic energy was cleverly transformed into an endless cycle of attacks through the spatial gate transformation. The energy stations of the entire base instantly entered an overclocked state, barely managing to withstand the first wave of bombardment, only to be met with another endless artificial avalanche like surging waves.

The girl's bare feet were snow-white, and her skirt fluttered in the wind, as if she had no desire to use Honkai energy for protection.

The white wolf that used its fur and scales to shield itself from the wind is dead.

So she didn't feel cold; she just silently surveyed the supply station that blended into the snowfield, then looked further into the distance.

And so, this pallor, which sought to bury everything on earth, continued to spread toward the white tower in the sky.

Power and authority are the true principles of this world.

Whether it's being deprived, bullied, or insulted, or the tragedies and sorrows happening around us, they all stem from the weakness of not having the right to change the status quo.

If she had the right and status to leave the town directly.

If she had the courage and power to kill those scumbags directly.

in case……

The girl chuckled, extinguishing those lingering thoughts, and whispered:

There are no "ifs".

As the words fell silent, the wind and snow in the world inexplicably came to a standstill, as if a deity had descended from the mountains and seas, holding back time at this crucial juncture.

Su Qing'an walked on the clouds, looking down at the pale expanse that seemed to want to cover all the buildings. The celestial phenomena froze as his gaze fell upon them.

This is a strange phenomenon achieved by using the [Stigmata] to reverse control the opponent's Honkai energy authority with a precision far exceeding the conventional limits.

Just as Mebius had thought, the distance between Siberia and China was now as short as a snap of the fingers for him, enough to prevent any accidents from happening without him having to take action himself.

"Clap."

Su Qing'an snapped his fingers.

The voice was like a command to the mountains and rivers, and all the wind, snow and ice rocks defied the laws of physics, flowing back to their original state as if time were reversed.

The distant collapsed snow-capped mountains returned to their original state, the military supply station remained intact, and the Tower of Babel was not actually touched before everything returned to normal.

Even with all its meticulous planning, the Honkai Consciousness still encountered its greatest obstacle in history just before reaching its goal.

—A higher-dimensional being.

This is not a level that should be tested, nor is it within the scope of being swept away.

Even if the opponent does not seem to have fully ascended to a higher dimension, the combat power they have demonstrated is, based on preliminary analysis, enough to match the theoretical upper limit that a Herrscher can develop.

But since we never reached the end of that theory, how can we presume to talk about this individual Herrscher who has not yet been truly cultivated?

—Run away.

This is the only option.

Celine's mind did not freeze, but her body was like a stick figure drawn on paper, not allowed to move at all until the next page was turned.

Honkai energy particles rippled through her flesh and blood like a tide, her golden eyes grew increasingly dark, and the great will that connected her soul was bestowing even greater power and strength, almost breaking free from this unreasonable confinement, unleashing spatial power, and directly leaving Siberia.

In theory, even if the [Stigmata] possesses the ability to control Honkai energy and absorb the phenomena it generates, it cannot intercept the opponent from unleashing this power in advance.

The reality is that the Herrscher core buried within the genetic chain lost its ability to control space in just a few breaths. Coupled with her imprisoned body, she was immediately plunged into a helpless situation where she could only be at the mercy of others.

However, the corrupted consciousness that knows about the memories of the previous era can understand the reason for the current situation.

Since the beginning of the war against Fuxi, the opponent used a special ability to seal off the [Purification] domain, so it is not surprising that they can seal off a spatial power that is weaker than [Purification].

Of course, only Su Qing'an himself understood that the complete ability to materialize a soul has its own limitations.

If the other part of the [Stigmata]'s power is to be maintained so that it doesn't become ineffective, then the conceptual power of this seal cannot achieve absolute imprisonment.

But that's enough.

Su Qing'an chose to weaken 1% of its power in exchange for the sealing force that 1% could achieve, resulting in a long-term interference that approximates the influence signal.

As long as Sirin's soul essence value does not exceed one hundred, she will be permanently imprisoned in this strange state, like a bird with its wings clipped, losing the strength to soar through the sky.

The boy slowly walked to the girl's side, observing the familiar fluctuations in her soul with a complex expression.

—Kiana.

The answer is obvious.

To prevent its chosen apostle from being discovered, the Honkai consciousness preemptively shielded the apostle's soul wavelength from this ability.

This rendered the decade-long search a meaningless needle in a haystack.

However, He could not suppress the predetermined Herrscher body from being born indefinitely. The Honkai mechanism itself did not allow for such a level of leniency. Sooner or later, Sirin, as the Second Herrscher, would appear on a battlefield somewhere in the world and reveal her presence.

However, once a corresponding collapse occurs, it will fall into the paradox of being "strangled".

The Honkai consciousness tried to escape this spiraling paradox, scheming and struggling in every way, but it still couldn't outrun this "fate" bound by an invincible power.

Yes, fate.

This predetermined path, which Su Qing'an had always trampled upon in the past, now had no rivals left in the world. The threads that guided it all vanished, leaving only a few wisps of mist tied to the soul, a gift that could only be unveiled at the very end.

The boy stared at the man's golden eyes burning with hatred, his mind sweeping through the various memories in his consciousness.

At this point, I understood why Destiny couldn't find Sirin either. It was similar to what I had initially predicted: Sirin's environment meant that her name wasn't recorded in the legal system, and coupled with the obscuring effect of her soul's wavelength, it was indeed very difficult to find her.

But she still appeared in Siberia in 2000.

If the purpose was purely to conceal their tracks, this operation guided by the Honkai consciousness was somewhat unwise, so it likely involved a corrective force.

Su Qing'an shook his head. After thoroughly analyzing the ins and outs, he realized that the link between this broken consciousness and Xilin had lost its meaning.

The designated sealing ability of the soul manifestation shifted its target in an instant, greatly diminishing the grand will transmitted through the link, making it impossible to directly interfere with the spiritual and material interface.

Because of his past experiences, before actually severing the link, he chose a more cautious approach to prevent the Honkai consciousness from resorting to desperate measures and destroying Sirin's soul in a suicidal manner.

The previous tragedies are still fresh in our minds.

just now……

No one could take what he held from his hands.

Su Qing'an lowered her eyes, gazing at those gradually dimming golden eyes, and revealed a comforting and gentle smile, softly saying:

"Disperse."

It was like a divine oracle, or a divine message.

Xilin could only feel the god who had given her the "spear" disappear in an instant. Her consciousness, burning with negative emotions, was miraculously detached without the stimulation and suggestion that fueled it, leaving only the cold and sorrowful Garan.

Empty, desolate.

It's like everything is scattered on the ground, impossible to pick up... and too weary to pick it up.

Su Qing'an embraced the girl's slender waist. He looked down and met her gaze, which was filled with confusion and death. The power of the Black Abyss White Flower fell from the Hall of Souls and spread a warm white light from his arms, giving a gentle comfort and warmth.

at the same time.

The Herrscher of Death, with its ability to recognize the codes of all biological maps, silently and with terrifying precision, easily cracked the last stubborn Herrscher core hidden between flesh and blood. With a higher level of power control, it extracted the power of the Herrscher of the Void into its palm in the form of a gem.

This should have been an extremely painful micro-operation for the original host, but amidst the cleansing of the white light, it left only a lingering warmth and comfort.

At this point, the last vestige of consciousness that the collapsed consciousness had stubbornly resisted and struggled to retain had lost its vessel and completely returned to another dimension.

In just a few breaths, Sirin went from being an apostle who controlled divine power to completely returning to the mortal world. Apart from her enhanced physical attributes and superior Honkai energy, she was no different from a child of the same age at this stage, and the clothes constructed from imaginary power also collapsed.

Su Qing'an tossed the gem back into the Hall of Souls, reached out and rubbed the child's head, then brushed her slender wrist. A nano ring then covered her, and as the microwaves of the detection spread, it automatically wove a thick winter coat, wrapping the excessively thin and small body very tightly.

At this moment, the villain who hated the whole world had transformed into a snowball with tears welling up in its eyes.

And Celine was originally a little girl of that age.

If not for the meticulous scheming of a corrupted consciousness, or the many hardships of fate, she would never have transformed into a demon venting her rage on the innocent.

From Su Qing'an's perspective, at least, those "friends" who had been surrounding the little guy for the past ten days were all products deliberately created by the corrupted consciousness.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for intelligent Honkai Beasts to appear in large numbers and on the streets, let alone coincidentally accompany the lonely Sirin at this time, and after she got used to their company, they would all go to their deaths together at the military supply station.

If she hadn't encountered these events, according to the memories read by her mind, Sirin even possessed an inexplicably keen intuition, and for this reason, she chose to restrain herself, staying in this desolate and cold snow forest. She could be considered very well-behaved and sensible, and naturally, she wouldn't have easily ended up in this situation.

but……

This is ultimately Su Qing'an's own perspective. It's difficult for him to make a child like Xilin, who is somewhat naive and whose values ​​are not yet fully mature and who has never had the opportunity to receive an education, immediately understand the twists and turns and the truth behind it all.

For Celine, regardless of whether the source of that emotion was mixed with conspiracy, the warmth and emotion given at that time were genuine. She could only understand that she had truly lost her friend, and was all alone in this world, feeling lost and helpless. Letting the dam of her emotions collapse and causing bad consequences was an inevitable consequence.

Fortunately, I arrived not too late.

At least for now, Sirin has not caused any adverse effects on this world, nor has she been able to truly harm or even kill the warriors here.

So as long as you help the little one in your arms resolve some of their inner conflicts, nothing is beyond repair.

Tears streamed down Celine's face, but her expression was so numb and lifeless that even after experiencing the stark contrast between wielding power and utterly losing everything in just a few minutes, she couldn't muster any extra emotion.

This is a consequence of the intense emotions squeezed out by the collapsed consciousness.

When girls today lose control and guidance in a daze, they suddenly find themselves unable to generate the corresponding emotions. Or rather, they may be feeling sad and confused, but due to a sleepwalking-like blankness of consciousness, they are unable to understand their own emotions and situation.

until……

"Don't cry."

Su Qing'an gently pinched the little one's cheek to attract her attention, then opened her empty palm and said to the gradually focusing eyes:

Want to see a magic trick?

Xilin blinked in confusion.

She didn't recognize this ridiculously handsome older brother who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Under the atmosphere of maximum friendliness, the tears streaming down the girl's face seemed to slow down. She herself was not sure what she was thinking at that moment, and just like that, she nodded her chin in agreement.

Su Qing'an clenched his fist and delivered the seeds of the rose from the Soul Palace. A faint light emanated from his tightly covered knuckles, and when he opened his palm in the next instant, a handful of pure white and bright flowers miraculously appeared.

The girl's teary eyes reflected a unique white color, so different from the falling snow, as soft petals brushed against her cheeks as they swayed in the wind.

Her numb expression changed; she was genuinely drawn to this incredibly magical magic trick and blinked.

Even though Celine previously possessed the power to manipulate the world, after losing those powers, she was still just a naive child who only knew about magic performances from her mother's stories, and she would still be subject to such magical manipulation and dimensional reduction attacks.