I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

She, Kiana, has always liked the soul and the heart. If she wants to be attracted by appearance, she must at least have to be at the level of Gin Yi and Mei!

Mei couldn't help but retreat tactically. Silver Wing looked about 23 or 4 years old. What kind of terrifying growth speed is Bronya experiencing?

Facing the incredible gazes from Qiya and the others, Bronya raised her little duck head, which meant she couldn't make any expression, otherwise the corners of her mouth would definitely be evil and charming.

Just stupid Kiana, boxer shorts!

Since her first trip to the parallel world, Bronya has completed her transformation. Well, it doesn't mean that the door to the new world was opened by Dome with her silver-winged body, but that she has the confidence to look directly at any big breasts.

Don’t look down on a poor girl!

The time has come for the duck to return!

Why don't you kneel down and bow your heads?

After a classic scene of the Dragon King's return, it took Kiana and Mei a long time to accept the fact.

"Bronya... Silver Wing, what should we do next?"

Seeing those plump breasts that seemed to be about to burst out, even Mei found it difficult to call her Bronya, so she simply changed to a more familiar name.

Kiana stopped arguing with Little Duck after learning Silver Wing's true identity.

She tilted her head and looked around. They were on a narrow path surrounded by dense jungle and ancient trees.

Just judging from the color of the leaves and the slightly dry trunks, these trees have not been watered for a long time. Today is a year of severe drought.

Following the road, you can see the village and the bright red torii gate ahead.

"Want to go check out the village?"

It was a classic start to an adventure story. Kiana was sure that as the protagonists, they would trigger important events and obtain clues related to the mission when they entered the village.

"Do not."

Secondary Silver Wing smiled faintly: "That would be too inefficient."

Snap~!

With the crisp sound of snapping fingers, several torches appeared in the hands of Ci Sheng Yin Yi.

With the remaining power of reason within this specific body, complex and specialized weapon technology cannot be reproduced, but creating something as simple as a torch is still easy.

The torches are made of simple materials that can burn for a long time.

"Reload bunny."

At the shout of Secondary Silver Wing, the mecha's palm transformed into a gun muzzle, lit the torches and distributed them to the girls beside it.

"This is?"

Mei took the torch with a bit of confusion.

"Set fire and burn the mountain."

The four words that Second Silver Wing said casually made Raiden Mei's hand tremble, and the torch almost fell to the ground.

"what?"

"By the way, let's also check out the village ahead."

"?!"

A big question mark also popped up on Kiana's forehead.

Only Bronya, who was becoming more and more familiar with her 'parallel self', was lost in thought.

"The Stigmata space is a memory space. Although it is not completely a spiritual space, it has certain real number properties due to imaginary numbers. However, in the Stigmata space, there are only two real souls."

Facing the two people's surprised looks, Ci Sheng Yin Yi explained calmly, raising his hand and pointing forward, "As for those people."

The jade finger pointed at the young and middle-aged people working in the fields, the children playing and fighting in the open space at the village entrance, and the old people chatting on the streets in the village.

“It’s all made of memory.”

It's just an NPC in the game.

"Isn't this a bad idea? Isn't it a bit cruel?"

Mei looked at the torches, then raised her head to gaze at those living faces, feeling sorry for them.

"Cruel? No no no, I call it efficient."

Secondary Silver Wing shook his finger.

"Yes, Bronya agrees."

The little duck gave 'himself' a thumbs up, worthy of being his future self, Metal Gear Solid Wolf Fang.

Speedrunning games is all about efficiency!

"Mei, you'll be in charge of burning the trees and the mountain, Kiana will be in charge of setting the crops on fire, and the young me and the heavily armored Usagi will be in charge of the village. Be careful to stay hidden, and if anyone tries to stop you, don't be polite, just let Usagi blast them into pieces. I'll be in charge of the Yae Shrine, and finally, everyone will gather at the shrine."

I remember that the final decisive battle in the original comic was the abandoned city of Yaemura, which was destroyed by fire and death like the end of the world.

I'll help you destroy this place, Feiyuwan!

After Saki assigned the tasks, Second Silver Wing clapped his hands: "Let's move!"

Bronya nodded and floated towards Yae Village.

Kiana and Mei looked at each other, and finally set off separately to set fire to the mountain.

Secondary Silver Wing walked towards the Torii Shrine, complaining in his heart.

This Herrscher of Erosion is just lame.

I have wasted five hundred years with Yaezakura, a full five hundred years!

As a result, the method of torturing Yae Sakura has always been the same, an endless cycle of cherry blossoms, repeating the plot of Yae Rin being used as a sacrifice and Yae Sakura turning into a demon and slaughtering all the villagers.

Ci Sheng Yin Yi admitted that this move was indeed a heart-breaking act for the kind-hearted witch who was bound by morality.

But even if Feiyumaru erased Yaesakura's memories of each reincarnation and started over again, Yaesakura would subconsciously develop psychological resistance over and over again.

The effect gets weaker each time.

What’s the use?

If it was the Secondary Silver Wing, Yaezakura would have a hard time even lasting five years, let alone five hundred years.

If the hatred is really that big, let’s not talk about anything else. There is an 18G curiosity book of Index on a certain pink APP, and the works of the 4th sister are reproduced every day.

She'll wait and see what her condition is after the performance. If she's still conscious, she'll repeat the same plot on Kallen. She doesn't believe Yae Sakura can hold on.

If you can still do that, there are still hundreds of torture methods left to experience.

“So, we have to be efficient when doing things!”

Thick smoke began to rise from the mountains, farmlands, and villages.

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Kiana Jpg.

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Chapter 157 Feiyuwan: Are you the Herrscher or am I the Herrscher?

Yae Shrine.

The cherry-haired shrine maiden knelt in the shrine hall, her white stockings revealing a delicate pink hue that made people wonder.

Why did the shrine maidens in the Warring States Period wear stockings?

But the witch obviously didn't think about this kind of question, but was listening carefully to the teachings of her father in the main seat.

Unlike most shrine maidens, the shrine maidens of Yae Shrine do not need to focus on ritual techniques or skills such as Kagura dance. What they need to pay most attention to is actually combat skills.

"In the past three days, seven people have been attacked by demons, and three have tragically died at the hands of the demons. Although the villagers who went out to fetch water have survived thanks to your care, the demons are becoming increasingly active. This is not a sustainable way to go."

The village has been short of water for some time, and the villagers have to go out to fetch water every day. During the journey, they are attacked by monsters, and they need the witch to escort them and defeat and kill the monsters.

"Putting aside the disturbing demons, the river outside the village is a bit remote, and it hasn't rained for several months. I believe you can also see the signs of drought. Many crops have died due to lack of water."

In fact, diverting water is just a minor inconvenience. What is really troubling is the precursor to such a drought.

"It's not just crops that need water; everyone's lives depend on it, and you can't eliminate all demons."

"With the drought and the arrival of demons, many people will die."

"Sakura, I think you should be ready, right?"

Talking about various crises and interests, Yae Shinshu looked at Yae Sakura coldly.

“—Sacrifice!”

For a long time, the difficulties encountered by Yae Village were solved by the gods enshrined in the shrine.

All one needs to do is offer a pure girl as a tribute, and the gods will bestow blessings, ensuring a good harvest and good fortune.

The villagers enjoyed with peace of mind the good weather and good harvests that were bought at the cost of human sacrifice.

"But, Father, didn't the sacrifice already take place before?"

Hearing this, Yaezakura subconsciously clenched her fists, a gloom gradually creeping onto her pretty face, and she spoke anxiously while leaning her head against the wall.

It wasn’t long since the last sacrifice.

"The last offering was already defiled."

After the sacrifice, the village was still hit by a long drought. The villagers subconsciously believed that the previous sacrifice was not a pure virgin, which resulted in the drought not being alleviated.

The gods were angry because they did not receive the sacrifices on time and stopped protecting the village, so demons appeared everywhere.

"In order to appease the gods' wrath, the next sacrifice must be held immediately."

The middle-aged man had a pale face and his words were cold and emotionless.

"This time the sacrifice is..."

Before she even said her name, Yaezakura felt a bone-chilling chill that made her unconsciously raise her hands and hug herself tightly, and began to tremble uncontrollably.

Although she had not yet heard the name of the sacrifice, she seemed to vaguely know who it was.

"cold."

The middle-aged man had a chilling expression on his face, so cold that it pierced Yaesakura's heart like a knife.

To make up for the impure sacrifice last time, the villagers jointly requested the Lord of the Eightfold Gods to use the blood of the miko as a sacrifice to appease the god.

The shrine maiden bloodline is Yaesakura's family. Unlike Yaesakura, her sister Yae Rin has been weak and sickly since childhood, and is undoubtedly the best candidate for sacrifice.

"No, don't! That kind of thing... please... don't!"

The kneeling witch rested her forehead on the floor, which was as cold as her body temperature, and a voice of panic and fear came out of her throat with difficulty.

Seeing the witch's desperate and painful posture, the middle-aged man was not only indifferent, but a glimmer of light flashed in his empty eyes:

"The sacrifice is in preparation. There are only a few days left. Please make preparations."

After a long time.

Watching Yaezakura leaving the shrine like a zombie, the middle-aged man's mouth curled up ferociously, like a fox playing with its prey.

The Herrscher of Corrosion from the previous era named Feiyuwan is very happy now!

The reason was not simply because she admired Yaesakura's grief-stricken look. After all, she had admired Yaesakura in a similar look more than a hundred times.

What really made her happy was that someone from the outside world had touched the black box that sealed her!

It’s been five hundred years, five hundred years!

Do you know how she spent these five hundred years?!

Thinking of this, Feiyuwan couldn't help but feel a little angry.

I didn't expect that after five hundred years of torture, the witch's will could still be so persistent.

Every time he seemed to be on the verge of collapse, he was able to hold on, and every time he gave Feiyumaru hope of completely eroding the opponent, but then failed.

The cycle continued over and over again, and Feiyuwan felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit.

By now, Yaesakura's desperate look had a hard time arousing her emotions.

Fortunately, fortunately, a fish finally touched the hook without bait, and Feiyuwan dragged the other party into the Holy Scar Space without any hesitation!