Is Kiana in Onphalos?

Durandal remained silent.

Instead, she responded to Kiana with her own actions.

She moved.

Dressed in pure white, variant armor, she wielded a lance and suddenly appeared before Kiana like a sharp, piercing meteor.

Raiden Mei was startled, but her instinct was still to help Kiana.

But the next moment.

She was stunned.

Because! Even Durandal's instantaneous burst of speed, exceeding the speed of sound, failed to detect Kiana's speed.

The imitation of the person was not standing there, but standing here.

Durandal missed her target and, seeing Kiana laughing lightly in the distance, couldn't help but shrink her pupils.

Although she didn't use her full strength in that attack, it was still something that not everyone could block.

From this alone, Rita could tell that she seemed no match for Kiana!

"..." Rita's smiling expression was somewhat complicated.

Where the hell did this guy come from?!

She was guaranteed an S-rank right from the start, neither a Valkyrie nor a Herrscher. She doesn't seem to belong to World Serpent either; she couldn't possibly be Anti-Entropy, could she?

Rita didn't believe that Kiana was the real Kiana in the world.

To say that reverse entropy could create an S-class Valkyrie-like being is something Rita finds even less credible.

Lady Durandal ahead, all you need to do is fight.

Rita, on the other hand, had many more considerations.

She secretly took out her personal communicator and filmed the current situation.

Then it was sent to Otto.

"Since you're unwilling to fight her, then go ahead." Durandal glanced at Raiden Mei.

She said, "I'll keep her occupied!"

"Go and deal with the Herrscher of Ice!"

"Okay!" Raiden Mei thought to herself, this was a good idea.

Especially since the familiar yet unfamiliar Kiana in front of her is not a weakling.

Durandal doesn't know if she can beat her, but she definitely can't easily devour her.

So the best way is...

That means splitting up into two groups!

Durandal took the opportunity to extract Kiana's identity from her.

As for Raiden Mei herself, she continues her mission with Raven: to defeat the Herrscher of Ice, or even capture or subdue her.

only!

At first, Raiden Mei didn't care whether she captured a Herrscher or defeated one.

After all, she didn't know the Herrscher of Ice.

But then she glanced at Kiana, and thinking of how Kiana was so protective of the Herrscher of Ice. A complex mix of emotions welled up within her, and she couldn't help but decide that, if possible, it would be best to capture her.

Raiden Mei transformed into lightning and instantly rushed towards the Herrscher of Ice. But in that instant, Kiana suddenly appeared directly in front of her.

This forced her to stop abruptly, as if she were slamming on the brakes.

The sprint lasted less than a second.

It was intercepted directly.

Durandal reacted just as quickly, following closely behind with a sudden thrust of her lance, trying to draw Kiana's attention.

Avoid her attacks.

Make a path for Raiden Mei.

however!

This time.

Kiana didn't dodge; instead, she steadily caught Durandal's attack.

She held the gun tip as still as a mountain.

No matter how hard Durandal tried, she couldn't budge it an inch.

This surprised Durandal even more.

If her dodge just now could be attributed to her speed and quick reflexes, what about now? She's taken Durandal's attack squarely!

There were no shortcuts, only overwhelming strength.

The sheer horror of the numbers seemed to come crashing down on us.

Only two encounters.

That's enough to tell whether Kiana has anything or not.

Raiden Mei's expression turned serious. Could it be that we are the weak ones?

Text: 136. Kevin, is she your relative?

Say something.

Although Raiden Mei didn't say it, she cared more about Kiana's identity and appearance than about her strength or who was behind her.

therefore.

Durandal chose to take action.

Whether it's a test or something else.

She never truly considered Kiana a formidable opponent.

but now!

She had to admit it.

She sensed a strong sense of crisis from Kiana.

She couldn't feel anything at all, but it was precisely this state of complete insensitivity, as if everything in the world was in perfect harmony, that made her instinctively uneasy.

Because Kiana showed no malice, no murderous intent, and not even the aura of a strong person.

Therefore, neither Durandal nor Raiden Mei had a clear understanding of her before they actually took action.

They only thought she was fairly skilled. But that wasn't enough!

It wasn't that she lacked strength, nor was it due to the system's mechanics. Rather, it was that she truly stood above them, making her completely untouchable.

Will it also be like this now, where I can't feel anything?

Like an ant, unable to sense a dragon.

I shouldn't have thought that way.

but!

Durandal and Raiden Mei had no choice but to think that way.

Even if it's just a fleeting thought, this idea lingers in their minds.

"It's really strange..."

Raiden Mei gripped the scabbard tightly with her left hand, while her right hand slowly rested on the hilt.

Although the blade was still in its sheath, her aura grew increasingly frenzied.

Thunder roared, its clap of thunder like dragons and snakes.

She seemed to have noticed Kiana's incongruity as well.

Therefore, she finally abandoned the Herrscher of Ice and focused all her attention on Kiana.

In fact.

Whether it's Durandal or Raiden Mei, the sense of incongruity they perceive is all intentional on Kiana's part.

Even if that's all!

After both attacks failed, Durandal returned to Rita's side and gestured for Rita to quickly move away to avoid being affected. Then, she and Raiden Mei began to fully sense Kiana.

then!

What was once seemingly empty white is now an abyss of black.

It was as if a veil had been torn away.

Beneath her stunningly beautiful exterior lies a terrifying presence, both divine and demonic.

It's as if Kiana, who was originally just an ordinary potted plant, wouldn't feel out of place in this garden at all.

but!

this moment.

She was like an indescribable behemoth, still laughing! But her laughter was so chilling!

"Who exactly are you?" Durandal asked.

The lance in her hand is Black Abyss White Flower!

After all, this isn't a game.

Even though Shining Knight: Moonbeam's signature weapon isn't Black Abyss White Flower, she only uses this Divine Key when she's wearing the Glorious Armor or the still-unstable Undying Star Anchor.

The Black Abyss disintegrates, the White Flower heals.

That's how it should be!

However, even though Durandal had specifically activated the power of the Abyss just now, Kiana was still unharmed.

Does this mean that she actually ignored the power of a Herrscher-level authority?

Is this the strength that could possibly be found among the hidden people in the world today?

Or are they just narrow-minded and arrogant?

"I've already said it, I am Kiana. Kiana of the Elegant Secret." Kiana smiled.

The so-called terrifying aura emanating from her was merely a simulation of the aura of the Great Lord of Annihilation.

After all, Iron Tomb is dead, and the Imperial Scepter is in her hands. Conversely, she possesses the data of the Great Lord of Annihilation, and she can use it.

Her omnipotent domain quietly unfolded.

It doesn't need to be far, this place will do!

therefore.

Durandal and Raiden Mei sensed a wisp of the aura of the Lord of Annihilation.

Even so, I've never felt the power of fate. That unknown, that suspicion, can indeed drive one crazy.

Kiana watched with great interest as Durandal and Raiden Mei looked on with uncertain expressions.

It was as if they were waiting for them to take action.

Durandal and Raiden Mei exchanged a glance.

Although they had never worked together before, they now cooperated seamlessly.

One was as swift as lightning, leaving a trail of thunder and lightning in its wake. The other was majestic and imposing, its movements bold and sweeping, like a startled swift.

They approached Kiana at speeds so high that ordinary people couldn't even detect them.

Or perhaps the katana is like thunderbolts, slicing through space.

Or, riding a lance, swinging it up and thrusting, the black shadow of the lance, accompanied by the corrosion of the abyss, forms a black spear shadow.

but!