Honkai Q&A, Starting with Kiana

An ordinary A-level Valkyrie would never be able to pass the test without paying some price, and this experience is indispensable.

Only the final team combination, the five most elite Valkyries, cooperated seamlessly and were very powerful.

It can be regarded as the highest-level combat force responsible for guarding in each region.

They passed through the first twenty-four floors one after another. Their physical strength was still sufficient, and the injuries they received were only scratches and other injuries that would not impair their combat effectiveness.

The team entered the twenty-fifth floor.

Then they saw hell.

The monstrous sea of ​​thunder seemed like the wrath of heaven, and the noisy sea of ​​thunder buried them like a tsunami.

They were defeated, defeated miserably, and were unable to fight back.

There is a dimensional gap in the hard power between the enemy and ourselves. There is almost no possibility of victory. It is a delusion to cross it.

When Otto sorted out his thoughts and came out of the medical department, he was writing and drawing on the paper, and based on the existing information, he came to many valuable conclusions and ideas.

"The initial intelligence collection has reached a bottleneck. The information obtained so far can only be repetitive information. If we send more suicide squads, it will be a waste of combat power..."

"Your Majesty, please let me fight."

Hollander interrupted Otto's words. She raised her hand to signal herself to fight.

The pupils seemed to be burning with indelible flames of anger.

There was a ball of anger, anger, and resentment in her heart. Hollander did not understand it, but she knew very well that this energy must be released in order to be able to understand her thoughts.

But this time, Otto did not choose to ignore it.

"Bianca, your request is granted..."

Youlandale looked happy, but heard a but.

"But, that's for next time."

"Next time, Mr. Bishop, according to your wishes, if you continue to send Valkyrie, you will not get new information. In this way..."

The young and strongest man with long blond hair stared at the bishop in front of him in disbelief, as if he wanted to see through the flesh that had stolen divine power to see whether the beating heart was still the human heart.

"The task of the next group of members is to act as a death squad to verify the intelligence."

"No, that's not possible. I, I can take over the survey task. Lord Bishop, with my strength, I can get more!"

"Yes, with your strength Bianca, you can definitely get more information, but my vision for you is not to be a pioneer on a broad road, but a sharp knife that goes straight to the core of the enemy."

Otto replied mercilessly. She waved to Hollandale, went to the Valkyrie formation, once again selected six rare but very elite Valkyries, and distributed tasks and intelligence to them.

"This time, your mission is to collect and verify the accuracy of the information on the Honkai Tower as much as possible, and try out a bold hypothesis of mine."

"I ask one of you not to take action from the beginning to the end, only to collect information and record it in a concise way until you encounter a situation where you can no longer survive..."

The man covering his face with one hand spoke.

"Choose death actively."

Even with the discipline of the Valkyrie, Otto's words still caused a commotion, and he didn't care to continue explaining.

"Starting from the initial challenge team, all the challengers were seriously injured when they left the tower, but no one died."

From this, the man made a bold guess.

You can leave if you are seriously injured and on the verge of death. So... if you do it yourself and try again and again to find out the minimum severity of the injury that allows you to leave, can you provide a costly means of escape for those who come after you?

I heard Otto’s conjecture.

Except for a few people who can understand it, most people have only one idea.

This man is crazy.

Yes, Otto has already gone crazy.

He has been crazy for five hundred years, and the emergence of Kallen, the only special medicine, only suppressed the man's symptoms and made him look slightly normal.

But actually.

Five hundred years later, there is no cure for him.

"So, have you made your decision?"

"I'm sorry, everyone, please let me have my way this time."

Among the six selected people, the white-haired and blue-eyed Kaslana scratched his head and smiled and apologized: "Kaslana's family rule is to become a hero. I am not strong enough and my brain is not good. It is not easy for me to encounter an opportunity. , just let me be a hero for once, please, everyone."

Others were silent.

Everyone knows that the observer who seems to be at ease and protected by others is the one who is under the greatest psychological pressure.

Not only do you have to witness your comrades being injured or even dying before your eyes.

But he could only hide behind indifferently and watch everything happen.

Even though there is resentment in my heart and the flame of anger is burning my brain,

He can only count the fallen comrades one by one, and record the methods used by the enemy to defeat and injure his comrades.

Until all the comrades fall.

Under the premise of ensuring that the information will not be lost or damaged.

Do it to yourself.

Neck, brain, heart, waist and abdomen, spine, spleen...

Gradually follow the process to seriously injure yourself, even if your eyes dim, your vitality lapses, leaving irreversible sequelae, you must continue...

Kaslana's people knew what they were getting into, and they were happy with it because...

"Everyone in the Kaslana family aspires to be a hero."

"To protect this beautiful world."

Chapter 1097: Hollandale is in progress

The sea of ​​thunder roared, swallowing up the five comrades who used their bodies as shields to block him.

Her fingers were trembling, slender, soft and long, and her hands were playing with age.

Ah, when one day I have to attack myself, I realize that it takes a lot of courage.

She couldn't do it.

She couldn't do it.

She couldn't bear to do it.

She hesitated.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four minutes... Her hands were still trembling.

The brush strokes continued to record information about the monster in front of him. Finally, his compatriots were swallowed up in the thunder, and he would also face the end.

So what's there to hesitate about?

"Everyone in the Kaslana tribe will become heroes."

The trembling was gone. The next moment, his fingers were straightened, aiming at the internal organs and stabbing them.

After a sound of blood spurting out.

Didn't leave.

Come again.

Poof—

Come again.

Poof—

Come again.

Poof—

Again...ah, I can't seem to see clearly. Am I leaving...or am I going to die...

Having choices is often a luxury enough, let alone being given them.

How well prepared they were in advance, taking into account various situations and setting what needed to be done and how to react.

There is only one fact: in this era, children are always much more mature than we think.

The birth of a hero is also reasonable.

But little did they know that when the hero really appeared, it was thought that the countdown to civilization had completely reached.

After all, when civilization has to be saved by one person, it might as well just 'die'.

So much preparation, but actually.

Watching the warriors enter the tower, after waiting for three minutes, the seriously injured and dying Valkyrie collapsed miserably.

The best time to make instant noodles is three minutes and twenty seconds.

The six elite Valkyries couldn't even spare the time to prepare a bowl of instant noodles.

I have to say, it's very ironic.

Medical soldiers stepped forward again to provide emergency rescue.

The skin and flesh of five of the warriors were charred, obviously being baptized by the continuous high-level energy body.

Only one person is different.

"The kidneys and spine, including other organs, the last wound was the heart... Is it because the injury to the heart was the main reason for her to leave..."

No, it's more likely that the heart was the main reason for leaving when he suffered a serious injury that couldn't be ignored.

The other person's fingers still have his own blood on them...

"If anything only retains its beginning, the conclusion drawn is often unexpected and requires necessary sacrifices. We are all used to the process, aren't we?"

"Perhaps, Lord Bishop."

Otto asked Hollander to use Black Abyss White Flower to awaken the opponent, while ensuring that they would not be invaded by too much Honkai energy.

Bianca ignored the man's eyes that drove him away, and stared at the Kaslana tribe in front of her as they slowly woke up.

"Ahem... I... survived..."

"Don't worry, your bloodline allows you to survive Black Abyss Baihua's treatment, and you won't be affected much. As long as you take good care of your injuries, you will still be a hero who protects civilians in the future."

Hollander comforted the other party. Speaking of it, considering the relationship between the two parties, she should call the other party her cousin.

After some simple repairs, the Kaslana tribe took out the information they had eaten, handed it to Otto, and then combined it with the narration to tell them what happened inside the Collapse Tower.

"There are three people on the twenty-fifth floor. Two of them are knife-wielding warriors wearing school uniforms. Their strength is probably the same as the previous elite warriors. They are threats but there is no need to worry."

"But once there is the only special...enemy left? Whether the opponent is human or not, there must be a question mark. Once she makes a move, these two sword-wielding warriors will have the power to drive thunder at the same time, and, I felt the budding Herrscher aura from them."

The breath of the Herrscher?

Everyone who was listening quietly to the information frowned.

The Death Warrior became the Herrscher?

No, according to the information she described, the thunder power of the two sword-wielding warriors was the power given by the last special enemy.

Able to give weak beings the authority of the Herrscher.

There are two possibilities. One is that, similar to the second Honkai Impact, Siren loaded the four Herrscher gems with the images of dead friends who were also test subjects, and loaded them into Herrscher-like ones.

The second is the Herrscher's exclusive Judgment-level Honkai Beast that was born together with Herrscher.

As for these two preconditions, it is natural that this person should also be a Herrist.

As for why I couldn't feel the other party's Herrscher aura.

The Feathered Herrschers looked at each other and came to the same conclusion.

Just as mortals cannot see gods.

When ants encounter humans with only a two-dimensional perspective, they will only think that they are facing an insurmountable wall.

Everyone buried their speculations in their hearts, but did not speak out. Information continued to be exchanged.