Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

After all, the world bubble they lived in was... sparsely populated.

Invite a few more friends to have a party and have some fun, there's nothing wrong with that. At most, it might be a little hard to accept at the beginning.

This is much easier than the ones Lu Mo tried to win over before.

If she weren't so embarrassed, Xilin would have thought that as long as she sent over the photos and videos of herself and Lu Mo being intimate, and then invited the others to come over as "guests".

In less than half an hour, those guys would be easily tricked into Lu Mo's bed.

“Well, little Sirin,” Beatrice said gently, sticking out her tongue, in a tone full of affection, “what… should we do now?”

So cute, it's incredibly adorable!

The two of them said in unison in their hearts.

"After all, our relationship is quite different from the original."

Beatrice and the magical girl Sirin are Lu Mo's "harem," and in the future, they will become important "partners" who will work together on various occasions.

“Anyway, according to the plot… we’re supposed to have a fight… but,” Magical Girl Sirin shook her head, a helpless expression on her face, “I’m not a real Herrscher, so if I fight you, I’m afraid I’ll lose ten times in five minutes.”

Beatrice is not the real Beatrice, but the difference between her and the real Beatrice is only a little bit.

She couldn't even defeat a single-core Second Herrscher.

"Hmm... let me take a look at the script..."

"I've got it—Sirin suffered a sudden illness and was mistakenly presumed dead by researchers on her way to Schicksal for placement. To prevent Honkai energy mutation and contamination, they have to perform emergency treatment on her body..."

"However, at that very moment, her body suddenly mutated, transforming her into a true Herrscher, and went berserk due to loss of control, causing widespread destruction."

"Subsequently, a fierce battle ensued with Beatrice, an S-class Valkyrie who came to suppress them, and ultimately... they both disappeared in a massive explosion."

"Alright, since that's the case, we can skip the previous part of the battle and go straight to... the part about 'purifying' me."

As she spoke, her gaze, slowly, filled with undisguised longing and anticipation, fell upon Lu Mo…

—On a certain “purification device” that had already risen high and was full of vitality.

“Although… I’m not very good at this,” Sirin said, slowly standing up from the ground and brushing the snowflakes off her skirt, “if we’re going to play, I have to… take it seriously.”

The moment she finished speaking, all the light in her once proud, violet-like eyes vanished completely in an instant.

Instead, there is a destructive, pure "malice" that can freeze everything.

The corners of her mouth slowly turned upwards, outlining a cruel and tyrannical arc.

A massive and oppressive aura, belonging to the "Herrscher," erupted from her petite body.

If we ignore her height and the fact that she put her hands on her hips...

Although she couldn't perfectly replicate all of her emotions as the "Second Herrscher".

but……

Simply mimicking that pure "dissatisfaction" that desires to completely destroy the world is not difficult for her.

After all, she did have a low point in her life that she doesn't want to recall.

"This world... is truly... disgusting..."

Her voice became ethereal and cold, filled with an emotionless, aloof indifference.

According to the script's "setting"...

At this moment, she had just experienced a brutal battle with Beatrice that could have completely leveled the entire Siberian snowfield—although it didn't actually happen.

And Xilin

After swaying a few times in a pretentious manner, Xilin's body, like a broken puppet that had lost all its strength, collapsed weakly to her knees on the white snow with a "thud".

Her once gorgeous and lovely Herrscher attire was now tattered and covered in dust and...bloodstains from who-knows-where.

Magic—isn't it amazing?

In short, after the battle with Beatrice, even if a physically disabled person wanted to do something to her, she was already... powerless to resist.

In other words, this was the perfect opportunity for Lu Mo, the "Avenger," to take advantage of the situation and, as a "hero of justice," completely "purify" the person.

Lu Mo took a step and slowly walked towards the "Second Herrscher" who was kneeling on the snow and seemed to have completely lost the ability to resist.

The snow crunched under his feet with a chilling sound.

"How pathetic," he said, his voice laced with undisguised, mocking amusement. "The legendary Second Herrscher, capable of destroying the world, is nothing more than this."

Upon hearing this, Xilin abruptly raised her head, and a flash of humiliated anger appeared in her eyes, which were still filled with coldness and tyranny.

"Despicable human... what... what do you want to do?!" Her voice, though weak due to her "exhaustion," was filled with clear hatred and resentment. "If you're going to kill... then hurry up and do it..."

“Kill you?” Lu Mo chuckled. He walked up to Xilin, slowly squatted down, and extended a finger. Gently, with a hint of blasphemy, he lifted her delicate chin, which was stained with dust and blood. “No, no, no… that would be… too wasteful.”

“A disobedient child like you should be purified in a more special way.”

"You...you bastard...! Let me go!" A genuine panic finally flashed in Sirin's eyes. She tried to struggle, trying to mobilize the last remaining power of the Herrscher within her, but found that her body was as heavy as if it were filled with lead, so heavy that even moving a finger was extremely difficult.

"Let you go?" Lu Mo's smile grew increasingly wicked. "Of course."

"However, before that..."

"You need to... properly experience, what the punishment is like for a loser."

"You almost killed my favorite slave!"

Lu Mo did not give her any further chance to continue shouting.

He stretched out his hands and, with brutal, beast-like movements, tore her already tattered Herrscher outfit to shreds.

"You damned human...!" Sirin's body tensed instantly, her voice becoming shrill with extreme humiliation, "You dare...! I will definitely... kill you...!"

Despite Xilin's professional acting skills, you can still hear a seductive undertone in her voice.

However, Lu Mo showed no sign of stopping.

The use of hypnosis in the previous cases was a sign of respect for the other party's abilities.

Now, with the storyline involving Sirin, it would be a real disservice to the script if he didn't resort to something brutal.

He admired her purple eyes, which were filled with murderous intent yet made all the more endearing by her helplessness.

"You...get your filthy hands off me...!" Sirin's reaction was more intense than she had imagined. "Don't touch me...you vile insect...!"

Although Sirin's move is commonly known as the "Thug Excitement Punch".

"Insects?" Lu Mo chuckled, his grip tightening unconsciously. "What right does a loser who can't even protect his own body have to spout nonsense here?"

"you……!"

"I will show you just how... miserable the consequences of defying me really are."

“I…I’m not afraid of you…!” Celine gritted her teeth, her purple eyes still burning with an indomitable and stubborn flame. “One…one day…I will personally…repay you tenfold for everything you’ve done to me…”

Xilin was serious when she said that.

Although she knew Lu Mo was a sadist, Xi Lin did want to be the one on top.

"Oh? Is that so?" A hint of approval and amusement flashed in Lu Mo's eyes. "Then... I really am... looking forward to it."

As he spoke, his actions became even more cruel, and even more...unscrupulous.

"Stop...stop...ah...!"

"You...you scum who only knows how to use such despicable means...!"

"Let go... let go of me now...!"

"I told you... don't touch there...!"

Celine continued to emit fierce curses filled with resistance and hatred.

Her voice held not a trace of weakness, nor a hint of pleading. Her stubborn and unyielding demeanor suggested she truly intended to tear this "despicable and shameless" intruder to shreds.

However... Lu Mo only needs one sentence to deal with her.

Chapter 200: The Hypnotic Undoing Play is an Indispensable Part

Celine's angry curses, like beads from a broken string, never ceased. Every word was filled with the most vicious curses and the most unyielding hatred.

However, as Lu Mo's "purification" became increasingly forceful and rude, her stubborn voice began to uncontrollably take on a broken, fearful tremor.

He decided to add one last straw to her already collapsing heart, enough to completely break it.

"However, no matter what..."

"The omnipotent god you worship has long since... utterly abandoned you, hasn't he?"

"How... pitiful."

boom--!

These words, like the most terrifying final judgment, capable of shattering everything, struck Sirin's already riddled heart without any embellishment.

This unacceptable "truth" caused her consciousness to go completely blank for a moment.

An indescribable, extreme pain, a mixture of betrayal and despair, surged like the most turbulent tide, instantly overwhelming all her reason.

Before she could even utter her last words of despair and collapse, she was overcome with anger and grief, her head lolled to the side, and she completely and cleanly fainted.

Lu Mo, however, took all of this into account.

"Purification...complete."

Her body trembled violently, then uncontrollably arched into a beautiful, exquisite curve. A dazzling yet holy, pure white light erupted from her petite body.

After the light faded, the "Second Herrscher," who had been filled with violence and hatred, collapsed into Lu Mo's arms like a puppet with its strings cut, completely powerless, and fell into a deep coma.

The "purification" is complete.

Looking at the adorable little Xilin in his arms, who was unconscious but still had a hint of stubbornness and unwillingness on her face, Lu Mo revealed a smile full of satisfaction and victory.

He knew that when she awoke again, her heart, filled with hatred and darkness, would be completely "reshaped." She would forget all her pain and resentment, leaving only... an ignorant girl who was about to become his collection.

He slowly stood up and gently carried the still soft, trophy-like body on his back. Then, he walked to the other side, to the other "saintess" who was also in a "comatose" state, and effortlessly lifted her up in his arms.

“Alright,” he glanced at the bright moon that had quietly risen in the sky, a playful smile curving his lips, “It’s time to move on to the next stage of the game.”

He strode slowly toward the cozy and intimate cabin that had been prepared for them deep in the Siberian snowfield.

There, the plot will soon move to the next stage. A stage that will satisfy him even more.

“And… Sister Leah…” Lu Mo walked along, gently rubbing his chin against the still soft, warm hair of the person in his arms, his voice full of teasing, “Pretending to be asleep… are you having fun pretending?”

Beatrice, who had been playing the role of someone completely unconscious from the battle with her eyes closed and following the script, trembled slightly upon hearing this.

Then, she slowly opened her clear eyes. There was no trace of her "unconsciousness" on her face. Instead, she had a languid and alluring posture.

"Of course I'm happy..." She smiled gently, her voice slightly hoarse and alluring as she woke up. She effortlessly adjusted her position in Lu Mo's arms.

"Watching you... like an evil demon, recklessly bullying cute little Sirin. It's just... so interesting."

Cecilia's expression was filled with the joy of a successful "prank." She teased Lu Mo's previous behavior with a hint of sarcasm.

This is indeed a fairly normal thing in Lu Mo's harem. After all, it's quite an interesting experience to guide Lu Mo's negative emotions to appreciate his less "gentle" side.

“However,” she said, drawing circles lightly with her finger, “there are two completely different directions to take, according to the script. I wonder… my dear Lu Mo, which one do you prefer?”

"Which two?" Lu Mo didn't stop walking, but a strong interest flashed in his eyes.

"The first reason is that the fierce battle with Sirin just now depleted most of my strength... Therefore, the hypnosis you cast on me completely and effortlessly eroded all my reason."

"After all, your hypnosis is set to use Honkai energy, so it's not ordinary hypnosis. When I'm weak, it will naturally affect my brain."

"So my personality will probably be completely destroyed."

At this point, Beatrice gave him a teasing look, as if to say, "You devil."

"The second one, well, it's a bit less plausible," a sly smile played on her lips, "also because the Honkai energy was consumed too much, your control over me... weakened as a result. So..."

"I... I've come to my senses."

Just then, the two finally arrived at the cozy little wooden house.

Lu Mo gently placed the still unconscious Herrscher on one of the soft beds on his back, and then slowly put Beatrice down in his arms.

Then, under Beatrice's expectant gaze, on another large bed, he made the reaction that Beatrice wanted to see.

A predictable, greedy grin appeared on his face.

"Why... can't I have both? Why can't I take advantage of you now that you've regained consciousness, and then destroy your mind in the end?"