The witch ladies want me to confess my love

"The Honkaimon attacking the base from the north is the bait released by Siren. The strength of her Honkai energy is very different from that of Honkaimon. To put it bluntly, she is like the queen of the hive, while Honkaimon is the worker bee.

No wonder Patrick has no ability to resist. The A-level Valkyrie is no different from cannon fodder when facing such opponents. "Siegfried said to himself.

Siegfried organized his thoughts, Theresa thought about persuading the opponent to surrender, and Fourier fished in troubled waters.After all, no matter what he does, he can't change history, so he might as well save his energy and use it to deal with enemies in reality.

They approached the center of the energy fluctuations and found a silver-shelled egg, just like the appearance of a Honkai Impact beast, messily inlaid with red markings.

Siegfried held the Heavenly Fire Seal with both hands, Fourier put his hand on the weapon box, the light on the box flickered, and Theresa also took off Judas' oath from behind and stood in front of her.

"Theresa, come up!"

Siegfried roared angrily, and Theresa looked up as if on reflex. The shadows of a pair of pale hands were reflected in her clear eyes. With the sound of gunfire near Siegfried, those pale hands turned into a flower. Fireworks.

Fourier rushed over. He pulled out the orange crystal blade and created a barrier. Then he picked up Theresa and rolled to the side. A huge Honkai beast swooped down and used its claws to trample the ground they were standing on into rugged terrain. shape.

"Judgment-level Honkai Beast, I'm really lucky this time."

Seeing the confusion in Fourier's eyes, Theresa explained: "Honkai beasts are roughly divided into assault level, knight level, ballista level, chariot level, temple level, emperor level, and judgment level from low to high. Level seven types.

Among them, the Assault Class, Chariot Class, Knight Class, Ballista Class and Temple Class are all lower-level Honkaimon. Those who besieged the North Gate are the Assault Class and Chariot Class, while the Emperor Class and Judgment Class are upper-level Honkaimon. .

Theoretically, Judgment-level Honkaimon exists but we have never seen it, so we always thought that there was something wrong with the classification method, but..."

Fourier understood Theresa's emotions. The monster that had just attacked them slowly landed next to the silver-gray egg, and a graceful dragon appeared in everyone's sight.

Chapter 38 Shadows Die Twice IV

"What do you think," Fourier began, "whether this dragon is male or female?"

"You are so serious about asking such a boring question?!" Theresa said.

Fourier looked serious: "No, this is very important."

"Because you don't kill women?" Siegfried guessed: "You are a swordsman, right? I heard that swordsmen always have many rules. You care about gender, so you can't kill women?"

"No, because I value equality. If the number of men and women I kill is too different, the female boxing organization will mistake me for sexism, so I need to find out the gender of this dragon to know which side should be +1. "

Fourier's words exceeded the response mechanisms of Siegfried and Theresa, so they stared at the dragon as if they didn't hear it, or to be precise, they stared at the silver-gray eggs guarded by the dragon.

The monster sleeping in the Cocoon of Destruction is about to wake up. Siegfried and Theresa are late, and their enemy has become a complete form.

The upper end of the egg split open and bloomed like petals. The girl inside the flower spit out, a plain white arm stretched out, and then the girl's young and white body.

Petal-like materials were pieced together on the surface of her body to form an off-shoulder dress that was somewhere between innocence and debauchery. The hem of the skirt was split so high that people didn't know where to place their eyes.

Another humanoid welfare girl.

Teresa used Judas to cover Siegfried's sight. Fourier touched his hand and suddenly remembered that the gray crystal blade with recording function was left at the Pretty Widow. Oh, no, it was left at Heizhen's place and could not be recorded. The whole process of the transformation of magical girl Siren without the Holy Light.

"Theresa?" he said softly.

"what happened again?"

"How old is Siren?"

"14 is old."

"But she looks just like a girl from Eleven and Twelve, with almost no development. Is it your destiny to use her to overcome some difficulties in preservative technology?"

The question overcame Teresa's response mechanism and she refused to answer.

"And she is still a minor. Wearing such clothes can only be described as indecent, apart from being indecent."

Fourier sighed: "I know your destiny's experimental materials have no rights, but isn't the food too bad? On the other hand, Master Otto's artistic spirit of 'I am destiny to shoot explosion' has influenced even the enemy.

The erotic clothes that Xilin wears must be your fate.But I’m rude, a flat face with a childish face, forced to wear clothes that only a big sister with long legs can control, poof..."

"Are you still in the mood to laugh at this time?" Even the unruly Siegfried had a serious face, "The people in the Senate really..."

For Siegfried, this is a life-and-death battle, and for Fourier, it is a fragment of a past story. Their different understandings of the situation in front of them destined them to have different mentality.

Fourier should have respected this past story. Every warrior who challenged the dragon was worthy of respect, and together with the great deeds they accomplished, they became part of the heroic poetry called "Humanity".

"Don't worry about this. Our Senate has received professional training. No matter how funny it is, we will never laugh...Pfft hahahaha."

What made Fourier laugh was that Siren, a young child, tried her best to show off the arrogance of an adult and look down on all living beings. Precisely because she was a child and knew nothing about the adult world, her imitation of arrogance was very poor.

Arrogance is a belief, arrogance is a kind of common sense, arrogance is not a toy played by an underage girl who suddenly gained power, or a mask put on.

From this point of view, Siren is like a pufferfish. Her arrogance and her revealed strength are like the body of a pufferfish that suddenly expands when it encounters an enemy.

Although she has gained strength, she has low self-esteem and weakness on the inside, so her outer appearance is strong and arrogant.

Want to cover up.

Psychology has not yet been included in the elective textbooks for cultivating swordsmen. Fourier's skills in observing words and emotions are only at an ordinary level. If he were a psychology expert here, he would probably be able to do a psychoanalysis on Xilin. Let’s draw more conclusions.

However, it was enough for him to make fun of Miss Fugu.Because of a similar scene, he had seen it when he fought with Miss Fox in the previous fantasy. They were both victims turned perpetrators, and Miss Fox's style was much more pleasing to the eye.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Miss Fox's fully developed body curves look much more pleasing to the eye.

Siren was supposed to be the type who would get angry when faced with any ridicule, so Fourier's laughter made hatred immediately fall on him.

"Benares, kill him!"

Siren waved her arm, and the Honkai Beast whose name was called looked at Fourier. The young man made an OK gesture to Siegfried. Regardless of whether the other party understood it or not, he immediately ran towards Fourier in the opposite direction. .

Naturally, Siren did not let him go. Four spears of the Archon with white background and orange stripes popped out from under her feet. After drawing four high trajectories in the sky, they stabbed Fourier's vitals from different directions.

The phantom of the dolphin is generated from Fourier's orange crystal blade, and is covered by a barrier wherever it touches.However, the white spear disappeared the moment it hit the outer shell of the barrier, and then reappeared inside the barrier, continuing to stab Fourier's vitals.

Ignore energy shield?Fourier analyzed and found that no, the barrier could resist the touch of the spear, but in an instant the spear disappeared and moved inside.

Hey, shouldn't this little girl turn the spear into the imaginary axis to avoid the interference of the real axis world, and then restore the spear that passed through the barrier from the imaginary axis and return to the real axis world.

In order to verify the conjecture, the weapon box quickly spun in Fourier's hand, popped out the blue crystal blade, and flew in the direction of Xilin.

He was far away from Xilin, so the tentative attack left Xilin with plenty of time to respond. The powerful but immature Miss Fugu really fell into the despicable foreigner's plan——

Siren was indifferent to the coming attack, and even smiled contemptuously.The moment the crystal blade was about to touch Xilin's neck, a purple vortex appeared between the girl's skin and the tip of the sword, and the crystal blade flew into the vortex.

In an instant, a vortex appeared in Fourier's field of vision, and the blue crystal blade was spit out, grazing the young man's ribs and inserting into the ground.

Fourier endured the pain, first avoided the attacks of four spears, and recovered his weapon in embarrassment.Not far away, Siegfried and Theresa exchanged fire with Sirin, causing Miss Fugu to temporarily ignore his side.

The huge shadow of Benares fell in front of Fourier. The young man's body was trembling, and he was smiling in the face of the terrible enemy.

The crystal blade responded to the owner's fanatical emotions. After the color reached the extreme richness, it faded away little by little and blended ambiguously with the air, as if Fourier was holding an invisible sword.

However, the internal structure of the DNA double helix became increasingly clear, and people with the best eyesight could see long sentences engraved with mysterious symbols on it.

The young man understood that this was just a historical image, and he understood that this was just a dragon-shaped Honkai Beast, but he still became excited——

Slaying the dragon is the dream destination of every swordsman.

However, there is no dragon left in the world.

Swordsmen born in this era are lucky. Steel and gunpowder allow swordsmen to complete countless great deeds that were missing in the old era with external force;

Swordsmen born in this era are unfortunate. When great deeds are completed, legends are ended, and mysteries are solved, those who come after them only see ruins.

When Fourier fell down under the flower shadow of the man holding the umbrella again and again, and got up again and again under the man's stern gaze, he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart——

He was taught swordsmanship to kill people, but more of his moves were designed to end existences other than humans with inhuman bodies.

In the end, all he got to practice was the swordsmanship of killing people. Those he killed were either humans or aliens with human bodies. Those swordsmanships that required ten times the effort of killing people with swordsmanship were always hidden in his memory.

There is no space to display, no goal to display, and no need to display.

Just wasting time, just feeling regretful, just feeling confused.

What's the point of working hard for swordsmanship that can't be used?

When he asked about the confusion in his heart, the beauty under the moon could only sigh, with the same loneliness in his lake-green eyes.

At that moment, Fourier understood the teacher's purpose of training him. For a lonely existence that was about to go crazy, this was a reasonable, legitimate, and appropriate selfish desire.

However, he cannot become a dragon. While he is determined to become the strongest swordsman, he gradually feels the same loneliness as his teacher.

That being must be powerful, that being have an inhuman body, and have beauty based on human aesthetics, that being must be evil, and killing it will not cause guilt.

Gilles de Rais and the sea demons he summoned are not enough, and the chains of Aweiz are not enough. Favna is Miss Alt's prey, and Honkaimon will not be more difficult to deal with than the sea demons.

The moment Fourier looked at the Judgment-level Honkai Beast, he felt that he had fulfilled his wish. Just as there would be small comedies in tragedies to make people laugh, in a real disaster, there must be ways to make up for regrets.

For example at this moment.

Then, the corners of his eyes became moist, and the figure of the dragon was reflected in Fourier's eyes: it was dark blue in color, with a white exoskeleton armor on its back.

The neck and abdomen are blue-black, and the four eyes are symmetrically distributed on the head. The folded wings allow its ice-blue wing membranes to fold and stack into dark blue.

Dragons exist in this era, and Fourier is happy about them. Dragons in this era are also great deeds accomplished by people, and Fourier is sad about them.

He took a deep breath, deep, deep, filling his lungs with air, then held his breath and thought about the things that calmed him.

The fanaticism of youth faded away from his body, orange filled the transparent crystal blade, and the internal structure of the double helix disappeared into the rich orange.

His two comrades-in-arms were unaware of this, and the two enemies who hated him were unaware of this. This was natural. They were just images. His joy, his sorrow, and his fanaticism had meaning.

But it's not necessary.

Otto the Great Technician will definitely be spying in the secret. She is a ruthless monster and an extremely intelligent strategist. She cannot let this moment go. Fourier does not want to expose more secrets in front of him.

Every secret that goes by increases the reason for his defeat in the battle with Otto.He reluctantly glanced at the dragon standing proudly in the image, took back his orange crystal blade, and took out the cyan one from the blue crystal blade in his left hand.

He looked at the approaching shadow and said softly: "It's a pity that you live in the past, and I can't give full play to what I have learned in my life. My life is always full of shortcomings. But at least I am luckier than my teacher."

If I could write this experience down on a piece of paper and tell it to my teacher, I would finally have something she could be envious of.

If you are an intellectual being, you will judge that I am probably broken, but it doesn't matter. The greatness of human beings goes hand in hand with the morbidity of human beings.

So evil dragon, come and fight. "

As if feeling the abnormal aura emanating from Fourier from the inside out, the demonic dragon took off in an emergency, as if the cold that would make it pregnant if Fourier touched it even a little bit, arose in the mind of the Judgment-level Honkai Beast.

But taking off into the air does not mean escaping. Dazzling light clusters gathered on the dragon's wings. After a few seconds of brewing, fire rain, electric snakes and ice cones fell one after another.

"This dragon is a bit retro," Fourier muttered while dodging. "The evolutionary trend of modern dragons is getting smaller and smaller, with a three-wing aerodynamic layout, vector thrusters, and the nostrils have been modified into DSI inlets. , the purpose is to reduce the RCS (radar reflection intercept area)... But with such a large body, it doesn't matter whether it is reduced or not.

The dragon should come with its own shape-preserving magic stone to increase its endurance. There are usually 24 hanging points under its wings, making it capable of attacking from outside the defense zone and conducting air-to-air combat at long, medium and close ranges.

There is also a laser bomb mounted on the abdomen, and the attachment point can also be used as a submunition disperser to provide anti-attack weapons. The head is even more exaggerated to the point of exploding active phased array radar array matrix, biological nerve sensing device, even if it transforms into an early warning aircraft or electronic Combat aircraft are no longer a dream.

Because of this, the dragon gave up its dignity and became a female dragon that surrendered to humans, becoming a modern dragon knight - the tool, wife, sister-in-law and lover of the pilots. In modern times, no one calls them 'dragons' anymore. , replaced by the machine girl. "

He rolled over and dodged an ice pick heading straight for his kidneys.I have to say that this move was accurate and ruthless. If it really hit, Fourier would probably become a frequent visitor to the urology department for the rest of his life.

As for waist turning, this is a practical skill developed by the owner of Moyu Shop who has never fished. The advantage is that the threshold is low and anyone can learn it. The disadvantage is that it is not handsome enough to satisfy people's pursuit of coolness.

Benares is the same as her master Siren. Although she is very strong, she has not been well developed. She has not accumulated much experience and cannot be said to be a practical weapon. This is different from being well developed and accumulating various abilities. Teresa's experience was the complete opposite.

Fourier turned around to observe Theresa's situation, only to find that the combat weapon was penetrated from behind by Siren's spear.

Chapter 39 Shadow Dies Twice V

Theresa fell so quickly?You, the A-level Valkyrie, must have made it through the back door.

When Fourier was distracted by Theresa's tragedy, an ice pick appeared in his field of vision. He blocked it with his sword and used the blade to forcefully change its trajectory. He also retreated because of the huge force attached to the ice pick. , drawing two long tracks on the snowfield.

However, his posture did not collapse, his body remained balanced, and his center of gravity was very low. Therefore, when Benares used lightning to bombard the area where Fourier was, the young man was able to hold up the shield in time.

The thunder and lightning consumed the orange shield into an almost transparent color. During the gap between the dragon's attacks, Fourier saw Siegfried pick up Theresa and run away with all his strength.

Theresa's condition was very bad. Her small body was torn apart by Siren's thick and white spear, and red blood slowly overflowed from the hole forced open by the spear.

Fourier judged at just one glance that Theresa's heart, lungs, and spleen were all shattered. Judging from the collapse and bulging of her chest and ribs, Theresa's chest was completely in a mess.

Even so, Teresa is still alive, her body is being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she has repeatedly struggled with death.

Teresa, what on earth are you?

Although Fourier wanted to help Theresa, Benares always kept a fighting distance from him and bombarded the area where he was, holding Fourier firmly in place. The dragon's own idea, and Siren's instructions.

Miss Fugu is sensitive and has low self-esteem, and Fourier's untimely ridicule has aroused great hatred for himself. The more such a child is, the more hatred in his heart will be endless. If the name of the enemy is not cleared from the notebook, her resentment will be It won't subside.

In a sense, Fourier changed the plot at a major point, and he should have been able to send Benares to engage in a useless war of attrition with him.

It makes sense, but it's unnecessary. After all, it's just a story from the past.

Teresa was quite miserable. She probably believed too credulously in the sense of security brought by the oath of Judas, the Key of God, and was unprepared for Siren's routine of switching between virtual and real, so she was hit hard with one move.

Considering that both she and Siegfried were alive under the crotch, it proved that they were not dead at all at that time, so who would be the rescuer?

Just when Fourier was thinking that, the environment became dim, and the surfboard-shaped black shadow of the X-43 hypersonic drone broke into his field of vision.