I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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This ancient building, once the starting point of destiny, has endured five hundred years of wind and rain, and is now dilapidated, with only a shiny exterior and a rotten interior.

Just like that lone figure standing in the church.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the old central cathedral of Destiny."

Otto Apocalypse turned gracefully and opened his arms to the uninvited audience and their friends and family.

On his glove, a black-gold core gleamed brightly.

"That's... the core of the Herrscher of Dominion?!"

Mei recognized her at a glance.

"Hehe... That's right, this is the last Herrscher core to escape from among the 999 cores."

"I used my past self as bait to lure out what was hidden in the shadows."

Otto, with an exceptionally strong desire to perform, began his show.

The words themselves convey three key meanings.

That's inhuman!

I demonstrated to everyone that I killed myself.

Want to bring some food, guys?

Mr. Otto's actions fully demonstrated what it means to be utterly depraved.

However, Otto's inner world was far less composed than it appeared on the surface.

the reason is simple.

There is no other reason.

Look at this lineup in the audience!

The three starter families: Wendy, Anna, and Susana... a whole host of Herrschers.

Her two former subordinates, Durandal and Rita, were taken away by the Silverwing Bull.

And then there's Siegfried, who's such a nemesis; his wife got a rocket from him.

And then there are Walter, Tesla, Einstein, and others who reversed entropy…

Everyone who had a grudge against him or disliked him was there!

With this lineup, if they all rushed in, there would only be one person on this planet who could stop them right now: the World Serpent Lord.

Otto was suffering.

What frustrated him even more was when he tried to add a philosophical touch, show off his knowledge, and delve into something profound.

Kiana looked impatient, as if saying, "What the heck? This is so annoying, I don't understand!"

The others all had the same expression: 'Go on, we'll just sit here and watch your performance.'

Otto felt like a clown monkey being watched, with popcorn practically falling from the audience.

"Alright, Bishop... stop putting on your carefully prepared show here."

In the end, Durandal couldn't stand it anymore.

"What are you saying in your gibberish?"

She was getting impatient listening to Old Dog's ramblings. After all, expecting Miss Paramecium, who had failed her academic subjects, to listen to these philosophical pronouncements was truly torture. She raised her Flameblade Greatsword, eager to try:

"Anyway, let's give him a beating first! I've been holding back for too long!"

"beat him!"

Tesla, who had been unable to contain himself any longer, roared and slammed his red mechanical arm, which whistled through the air, into Otto's smug face.

"Awesome! So awesome! I've wanted to do this for ages!"

A group of people, like Italian thugs, formed a circle and rained blows on the old dog that was stuffed into a black sack. Silverwing was among them.

She had no grudge against Otto; they were just playing around.

Otto, by nature defiant, was silenced by a single sentence.

"We know about your plan."

At this moment, Otto's feelings were incredibly complex.

According to his script, he should have proceeded step by step, using his image as a major villain to completely ignite the anger and hatred of the masses, ultimately leading them to carry out his righteous act in grief and indignation, thus sending him to his death.

The result was something like this...

As expected, the young Durandal who appeared a year ago was not from the World Bubble, but from a highly overlapping parallel future.

"In that case, I will not say anything more."

Otto exhaled, and the Imaginary Number Rift appeared out of thin air, swallowing him and the sack.

"Gentlemen, step forward. This is Otto Apocalypse's guillotine."

The echoes reverberated in the empty church.

The group exchanged glances, and apart from Tesla and Einstein, who were 'ordinary people,' everyone else entered the imaginary space where the false gods were born.

The false god has a very high status; connected to the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, his health bar is at least at the level of a Star God.

After all, what they got was the imaginary tree's health bar.

However, since there are only high-ranking cells at the imaginary end occupied by the cocoon of the end, false gods are only false gods within the scope of the cocoon.

This suited Kiana's wishes.

When fighting the pseudo-god Otto with infinite health bars, there's no need to hold back; you should even hold back when using the Soul Hammer Steel.

Otto was like a dead fish, only twitching twice when prompted by the collaborator—the Honkai consciousness—offering minimal resistance.

The teammates initiated a surrender vote.

Yes, no, agree?

The consciousness of collapse is frantically clicking no.

Then, Otto started to openly act.

Skills are spammed randomly, Flash is randomly pressed, ultimate is used to clear minions, just wandering around like a dog!

Oops, I walked right into the enemy's skill area! (Read in a monotone tone)

The result is no suspense.

It's unrealistic for Kiana to use Imaginary Renormalization now, but...

Let me talk to my Potara earrings instead.

The law of reason, the law of fire, merge and evolve.

Qi Yi is the law of salary management.

For the Earring Fusion Warrior, imaginary number renormalization is quite simple.

then.

"Bishop, is it really worth it?"

Durandal gazed at Otto, who had been pierced by the spear, and hesitated before asking a question.

Otto just chuckled.

Void Treasury once asked him a similar question.

And Otto's answer will always be the same, and there will never be only one.

His hoarse, low voice held only expectation and melancholy.

"Let's do it, Durandal, Kiana."

"To avenge your mother."

"..."

Kiana pressed the tip of the Flameblade against Otto's shoulder, but hesitated to strike. Her face was filled with frustration, much like the frantic expression of someone facing the last big question on a math exam, racking their brains but unable to find a solution.

"What? Can't you bring yourself to do it?"

While eating watermelon and watching the delinquent girl with dyed hair beat up the centenarian, Silverwing was not surprised at all by the indecisive and frantic Qi Maomao.

After all, she is Kiana, a lively paramecium Kiana whose innocent nature has not been worn away by hardship.

"Silverwing, I... suddenly don't know what to do."

Driven by hatred, she might not hesitate to swing her greatsword.

However, in the moment when everything has changed, Kiana and Otto actually don't have much animosity, and even the existing ones are not very obvious.

Otto's attitude made her feel even more helpless.

There is another crucial influencing factor.

Otto is my aunt's grandfather!

Kiana, who enrolled at St. Freya, naturally recognized Theresa and gained a third blood relative.

How heartbroken would Aunt aunt be if Otto were killed?

"Then, I'll do it."

Durandal pierced Otto's heart with the Black Abyss White Flower.

Bianca?

"elder sister?!"

Kiana looked at the blonde girl with blood on her cheeks, somewhat surprised and taken aback.

"Since you can't make up your mind."

Durandal's gaze was calm and serene.

"Then it is most appropriate for me to do this."

"Whether as Bianca or... Kiana Kaslana."

Durandal is different from Kiana. As the real Kiana, she was the one whose family was destroyed by Otto, and she is undoubtedly the one most qualified to seek revenge for this blood debt.

At the same time, she was also a student whom Otto devoted himself to teaching.

Faced with her mentor's final request, she could not let this long-cherished wish, which had been passed down for five hundred years, go to waste.

At this moment, the identities of enemy and student were reconciled.

She killed Otto, fulfilling his wish, and also personally put an end to the past grievances.

"Haha... Thank you, my most outstanding student, Bianca."

"Thank you for your teachings, Bishop. I will never forget your guidance."

The false god is dead, and the great inventor goes to create the future that belongs to Karen.

Silverwing believes that if the solar system were to merge into the Milky Way, Otto would likely attract Aha's attention and become the Envoy of Pleasure.

When leaving the imaginary space where the false god was born, a slight accident occurred.

This space is special; Qiong's consciousness discovered a pathway within Bronya's Herrscher core.

The fool's damned curiosity was instantly ignited!

"Oh? A hidden level?"

Without hesitation, Qiong probed a wisp of her consciousness into it.

A pure white, empty space, as if time itself did not flow.

In this absolute emptiness, Qiong saw a figure.

A secondary silver wing silhouette that appears to have been sculpted from rough limestone.

That cold, inorganic will, yet radiating an immense sense of presence...

"Oh ho~ Honkai consciousness?"

PS: I'm really fed up with Hedgehog Cat's review process. I didn't write anything special in Chapter 839, but I don't know what the reviewers were thinking, they just wouldn't approve it.