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

Even so, he was a law enforcer.

"You are just a ghost that has been clinging to life for five hundred years, and ghosts should obediently go to hell."

The boy sighed.

He reached out his hand, his blood-stained fingertips touching the girl's forehead.

In terms of applying the essence of the soul, Su Qing'an only had references in martial intent and [momentum], but that was enough.

What Su Qing'an needs right now is simply a medium to allow him to participate in this battle.

Martial intent and [momentum] merge to create similar yet distinct abilities.

The vibrations of the soul's essence flowed through her fingertips and into the girl's consciousness.

Su Qing'an's soul essence was thus forced into contact with both of them.

Thus, the boy barged into what should have been a fight between two people, making the already near-ending conflict even more complicated.

The spiritual world beyond the present world will become a brand new battlefield.

Its name is...

Stigmata Space.

57. Karen Kaslana.

village.

Sparks ignite across the land.

Su Qing'an walked silently through this scene.

The mountains and forests were engulfed in raging flames, and the villages were in ruins.

Corpses piled up to form bizarre mountains and seas, and before one's eyes is a world completely woven from blood and fire. The strange and grotesque sights seem to prove that this is not the real world.

In the dark, starless night, the firelight illuminated the boy's face. Looking at all this, he murmured to himself:

"Is this the spiritual world? I originally thought it would be a more direct way, but things seem to have become more complicated."

"However, this is probably not the situation you wanted. The reason it has turned into such a troublesome situation is not only because of me, but more importantly because of her."

Because of the incident in Kanbaru Village, Sato Yuno told Su Qing'an everything she had experienced in Changkong City that day.

Yae Sakura.

Hidden Pill.

Game characters and level bosses.

This was his first reaction after hearing it.

Getting back to the main point, if the external self doesn't receive treatment within an hour, it will likely bleed to death.

It's impossible to confirm whether there's a difference in the flow of time between this world and the outside world, but worrying about it won't help.

At the very least, if someone is going to die, the headmaster must be saved before that happens.

At this moment, Su Qing'an began to use the information he had gathered during this period of peace, which he didn't know how long it would last, to analyze the current situation.

Yae Sakura and Higokumaru, together using stigmata as a medium, resided in Theresa's body, and then, for some reason, chose to retaliate today.

It now seems that the reason things were peaceful for the previous two months was because the shrine maiden had the absolute upper hand.

Five hundred years have passed, and with Yae Sakura's willpower, she shouldn't be suddenly overwhelmed two months later.

After a brief moment of confusion, Su Qing'an understood the reason.

Yes.

It's only natural that we'd lose.

The shrine maiden asked about Kallen, and she already knew her fate. For Yae Sakura now, the necessity of struggling is reduced to a so-called responsibility.

The meaning and obsession with living vanished after learning of Kallen Kaslana's fate.

Five hundred years have passed, and facing a world without Kallen Kaslana, Yae Sakura's scarred heart is filled with nothing but deep-seated sorrow and hatred.

Having lost her obsession and love, Yae Sakura could no longer suppress the accumulated resentment of countless years.

It's quite remarkable that Yae Sakura was able to suppress Higokumaru for two months under such circumstances.

Now, two months later, she is on the verge of defeat.

The boy silently stepped over countless wrecked limbs and understood some key points, sensing the severity of the situation.

It's like fighting a battle in an area dominated by the other side; the odds of winning are clearly not high.

The priority now is to find the headmistress as soon as possible; she's probably been pulled into this world too.

The headmistress is clearly the kind of warrior who fights solely with superhuman strength and Honkai energy. In terms of pure combat skills, her level should only be that of a normal soldier.

In a battle where victory or defeat can be decided solely by Judah's smash, so-called skill is indeed of little use to Theresa.

But in this spiritual world where physical abilities are mediocre and communication with the Honkai energy cycle is impossible, Su Qing'an should be much more reliable than Theresa.

Worried that Theresa might be eaten by wild beasts because she was powerless, Su Qing'an made finding her his top priority.

A voice broke Su Qing'an's reverie; it was a voice as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, yet filled with unwavering willpower.

"A complete stranger..."

Su Qing'an looked in the direction of the sound and saw a blank area among the corpses.

A nun lay helplessly on the ground, a fist-sized hole pierced through her abdomen by a sharp instrument. The blood that had flowed onto the ground had dried, and the remaining traces had congealed into a poignant deep red.

The nun's veil lay to one side, stained with blood.

Her white hair was as flawless as a precious jewel in this world.

The nun looked up at Su Qing'an; those eyes were the familiar azure blue.

Resolute, gentle, and kind.

Karen Kaslana.

Su Qing'an's expression was complicated. Was the scene here a real historical event?

Is it the lingering echo of memory, or the malice of Higokumaru?

Or perhaps, it's just an illusion?

This is the strongest Valkyrie from five hundred years ago, and the one deeply loved by the current Bishop of Destiny.

Karen Kaslana reached out her hand to the boy.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" Su Qing'an stepped over the blood and bones, knelt down beside the nun, and asked.

She was dying. He understood that.

Rather, it's incredible that this body, which has almost bled out of all its blood, still has a bit of life force to support her speaking.

Even though he knew that everything here was an illusion, the boy couldn't help but feel a little sad.

He doesn't like seeing people die.

Moreover, this person is Karen, who looks so much like Theresa.

The nun loosened her clenched fist, and the black rope between her fingers suspended the golden cross.

It was a small and exquisite ornament.

A gray haze settled in her azure eyes, and a weak voice struggled to escape her lips:

"If... you encounter a shrine maiden with long, cherry-blossom-colored hair in this area..."

"Please, you must give this to her..."

“If this is your wish,” Su Qing’an nodded and accepted the cross.

She concluded by saying:

"...This is it."

The nun closed her eyes forever, a faint smile curving her lips, like a relieved smile after finding someone to whom she could entrust her life.

Su Qing'an stared at the lifeless corpse for a long time before finally saying:

"Oh, I agree."

He has to keep his promises.

The boy gripped the cross tightly in his hand; the coldness of the metal seeped into his bones, and the hardened emotion stung his nerves.

Su Qing'an will not allow such a scene to happen.

absolute.

In such a world, even burying the nun would only be a pointless psychological comfort.

It's not only meaningless, but also a waste of precious time.

But Su Qing'an stubbornly did it anyway.

He carefully cradled the nun's feather-light body and walked a very, very long way.

Flames are everywhere here.

The young man was determined to find her a peaceful and tranquil burial place.

Deep in the mountains, Su Qing'an found a secluded and cool ancient spring.

There was no fire or corpses here; it was so quiet, it felt like a completely different world.

Perhaps it was too simple to serve as a tombstone, so the boy found a bluestone slab.

After the burial, he carved a sentence on a stone slab.

This girl, who passed away in the prime of her life, rests here in eternal peace, having protected this beautiful world.

【Karen Kaslana.】

It is a short epitaph as is customary at St. Freya Academy.

Su Qing'an thought, but that's enough.