Honkai Diary, Starting with Domestic White-haired Dumplings

He then turned his head and looked at Sirin who was suspended in the air.

"Oh! One after another, do you really think I'm a soft persimmon? You came at the right time. You two were dealt with, and then you killed that troublesome woman outside. In the palace where God used to be, for Him Offering sacrifices...how wonderful!"

Sirin sneered, raised her hand, and countless black holes filled the sky.

Zeke lowered his head expressionlessly.

In the next second, the world changed, and the world in front of Sirin suddenly changed. There was no Zeke or Kiyana, and there was only a boundless vast land.

"This is?"

Sirin looked up and saw a pair of indifferent eyes as vast and boundless as the starry sky, and then looked around carefully - she was standing on a huge palm spread out like a planet.

"Boom!"

Suddenly the earth trembled, and Sirin couldn't help but staggered a few steps. When she looked up again, she saw huge five fingers that were as huge as the collapse of the sky, and were slowly closing, trying to wrap her up, or to put her alive Squeeze to death.

"Zek, let me do it myself...please."

A voice sounded in the wide world, weak and feeble, with a humble supplication.

Another loud voice responded:

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"..."

Qiyana was silent for a long time, without any more words, just repeated:

"please."

Please, I have to come by myself, otherwise, there is no way to see you anymore.

This sentence was in her mind, but in the world of consciousness, it was still clearly transmitted to Zeke's ears.

At the same time, there was also Qiyana's extreme fear and despair - why she was afraid and why she was desperate, and Zeke also had the answer.

Therefore, the huge eyes in the sky fluctuated.

"If you continue to mess around, you may die. The death in the realm of consciousness is synchronized in reality."

"I'd rather die..."

Kiyana's voice was clearly crying, as if people could see that she was desperately wiping away her tears.

And Zeke said coldly:

"You say it again?"

In the past, when Zeke made such a tone, Kiyana would immediately shrink into a ball, too frightened to even speak.

But this time, she replied:

"I'd rather die... Please, just this once, let me do it myself. Otherwise, I'd rather die..."

Sirin didn't know what scene Kiyana saw, but on her side, the space was trembling, and the five fingers proclaiming death were stretched out in the air, never falling down, and never put back, the air had already frozen.

After a long time, Zeke's five fingers were slowly put back.

Then, a bloody girl appeared in front of Sirin, slumped on the ground.

Kiyana raised her head and wiped her mouth, which was covered with frightening blood froth, while she raised her head, smiled with a blood-red mouth, and rushed towards Sirin crazily like a wild wolf.

"You...you... bastards! Bastards! Do you really think I can't kill you!? Let you see, my hate!"

"I hate it too! Why am I you! Why don't you die, Herrscher of the Sky!!!"

"Bang!!!"

Kiyana's fist hit the shield transformed by Sirin with the Archon's Spear.

However, Sirin's expression changed. The girl's body was riddled with holes. Tears streaming down her face should represent fragility, but this punch was irresistible.

"boom!!!"

Sirin was thrown into the air, landed and rolled in the distance, and after finally stopping, her face couldn't hide her surprise, even a little fear.

She couldn't understand, obviously she should have collapsed before?Why now, this guy's strength of will has climbed to the point where he completely overwhelmed her?

Then, Qiyana's jumping figure landed a few steps in front of Sirin, bared her bloody teeth, and walked towards her step by step.

"Die...Die...Die..."

Kiyana chanted so non-stop, her footsteps staggered a bit, it seemed that a gust of wind could blow her down, but the sense of oppression on her body was unprecedentedly strong.

Sirin's pupils trembled, and she involuntarily walked back a few steps.

"How can I be you? Why am I you? Die... die... die..."

"You... crazy!"

In the world of consciousness, Zeke can detect the abnormality of Qiyana's emotions, especially Sirin who is of the same origin.

But Qiyana paused for a moment, grinned, blood dripped from the corner of her mouth to her chin, and then dripped onto the ground.

In the conscious world, this distorted and terrifying image further proves that Qiyana's mental state is abnormal.

"Oh... to die, please, to die..."

Kiyana came in front of Sirin, raised her hand, and punched like a lunatic, or in other words, she was already a lunatic.

Chapter 170 Three Straight Balls

"Go to hell..."

"Oh!"

"Go to hell..."

"Oh!"

"Go to hell..."

"Bang!!"

Kiyana rode on Sirin's body, punching down one after another.

Sirin's nose was already bruised and her face was swollen, and her dull golden eyes showed a bit of numbness.

Of course she fought back.However, the script was exactly the same as before, every time after suppressing Kiyana, she continued to entangle like an unbeatable mad dog, regaining the initiative by any means, pressing Sirin to the ground again and again to beat her.

Kiyana has gone crazy-this is not a curse that Sirin uses to vent, but another personality of the same origin, she feels the fact from Kiyana's emotions and performance.

"Oh!"

Another punch hit the face, and blood spit out from Sirin's mouth.

In the memory battlefield, the injuries and pains Qiyana suffered were similar to reality, and so was Sirin.

Sirin trembled and wanted to turn over, inadvertently, she saw a pair of red, dead eyes, like a beast, more like a monster who had forgotten life and death.

This guy is, really only wants her dead, so pure and stubborn.

Sirin took advantage of the gap when Kiyana raised her fist, turned over and pushed her away, and then crawled to the distance.

Next time.This time she was in a bad state of mind.Next time, it won't be so difficult next time - Sirin convinced herself so.

And Qiyana got up again, staggered, and continued to chase Sirin like a ghost.

"You... you... don't come here!!"

"Go to hell...go to hell..."

Back and forth, Kiyana only repeated these simple words, and these words have explained all her actions.

Then, because the two fought for too long, when Sirin almost thought that there were only the two of them here, a young man in a white windbreaker appeared behind the bloody Qiyana and hugged her from behind.

"Enough is enough."

"You did well, very well.

"Awesome, really powerful."

"Okay, Kiyana..."

Zeke said sentence by sentence, in his low voice, there was a gentleness as warm as three springs.

He rarely showed such emotion, but in Kiana's view, when Fanzick was willing to show tenderness, no one could resist, at least she was absolutely irresistible.

"I... I'm a little bit, a little bit..."

Kiyana leaned against Zeke's arms and stretched out her hand in the direction of Sirin, as if she hadn't given up yet - Sirin couldn't help but climbed two more steps.

"what!!!"

It's almost, it feels like it's just a little bit closer, but why can't she be killed?Kiyana covered her head in pain, crying loudly.

"Ugh--"

Zeke sighed, and gently stroked the top of the girl's hair with one hand.

She couldn't kill Sirin.Unlike Wendy, Mei and the others, in a sense, Sirin is the first consciousness in this body, the main personality, while Kiana is the sub-personality derived from Sirin's subconscious.

It is almost impossible for the sub-personality to kill the main personality, at most it can be suppressed—just like the current Qiyana, driven by various deep emotions, has suppressed Sirin, but it is the limit, and there will be no results if it continues .

The most frightening thing is that if Sirin's consciousness disappears, Kiyana is likely to die with it, but Kiyana's death does not have much impact on Sirin.This is the most difficult problem to solve.

Zeke hugged Qiyana, and switched the chaotic world in front of him into a familiar office.

Desk, high chair, sunshine outside the window, fine dust under the sun, reddish-brown sofa in front of the window, tea and delicious cakes on the table in front of the sofa.

Whether it was Zeke or Kiyana, this was a scene that was too familiar to them.

"Fu Hua is still outside. There are some things that we can discuss between the two of us, so we won't go out for now...close your eyes."

Zeke explained, putting the little girl on his lap, with one hand on her back and the other holding a wet towel.

Kiyana closed her eyes meekly and raised her head slightly.

Zeke wiped off the messy stains and blood on her face, and patiently cleaned up her messy hair and hideous body.

Soon, the dirty and embarrassed girl returned to her clean and lovely appearance—in the world of consciousness, it only takes one thought to achieve cleanliness, but this is a ritual, which calms down Qiyana's mood.

"Sorry……"

Nestled into Zeke's chest, with her arms around his neck, Kiyana whispered, with the grief that hadn't been expressed in her voice in the past.