What? My cheat code is making my own gold coins explode?

It was so beautiful that even when Fu Hua reminded her, Cecilia subconsciously refused the other party's request—she wanted to use familial affection to influence the Second Herrscher, even if it was just to make the other party feel more at ease when leaving.

Unfortunately, it was all just a dream. In a dream, everything is possible, but using dreams to escape reality is putting the cart before the horse.

“Theresa, the plane we came in has crashed. The only one at the scene capable of getting close to the Second Herrscher is your Divine Key.”

Fu Hua carefully gathered her Feather Dust. In the illusion just now, it was her Feather Dust that was activated by Phoenix's psycho-framework, which triggered the mental barrier covering the Siberian Plain.

Within this barrier, Fu Hua guarded his mind and body, thus preventing the activation of his memories accumulated over thousands of years, which would have caused others drawn into the barrier to become mentally impaired. Consequently, the main body of the illusion's memories became Zhao Si, who was encased in a framework of mental perception.

Fortunately, Zhao Si is now thousands of meters away from the Second Herrscher, so Fu Hua will not be passively reacting to the Psycho-Frame again when she approaches the Second Herrscher.

“Walter will construct a fighter jet to take us there, Siegfried and Cecilia will clear the way for us, and I will do my best to attack the Second Herrscher.”

It's time to burn my memories again.

“If all is done and still no success is achieved, then the zeroth rated power of Judah is released, so that the second lawgiver loses the power of the lawgiver.”

“We can’t rely on that boy alone; we need to take action ourselves.”

Theresa bit her lip, finally picked up Judas, whom she had thrown to the ground, and nodded in approval of Fu Hua's plan:

"Okay, I'll do it..."

"I haven't fulfilled my promise to the boy yet, even if it means going against my grandfather."

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Chapter 41: The Sorrowful Warrior, Part 3

The most important thing in training an eagle is patience.

Just as Sirin trapped Phoenix in the stream of Void Spears, using a continuous barrage of attacks to wear down Zhao Si's mind.

She could easily use a spatial tremor to forcefully tear apart Phoenix's I-field, then tear open Phoenix's cockpit, snatch Zhao Si away, and keep him by her side forever...

The light emanating from Zhao Si had been preventing Xi Lin from harming him, but as soon as Xi Lin changed her mind and no longer had any intention of harming him, the light lost its effect.

"As long as you stay by my side..."

So, I can go back to that life in my dream, right? It just started, and it was so abruptly disrupted and stopped.

Sirin glanced in the direction of Schicksal headquarters, where her true enemy, the Archbishop of Schicksal, Otto Apocalypse, was located.

No, it's not time yet. The real revenge is to make the other side utterly despair on the eve of their success.

"Hmm? Honkai energy creations, it's you."

Have those ants... no, those humans started swarming towards me one after another?

Standing high in the sky, Sirin, who had been doing nothing, began to take things seriously and continued to unleash her Sky Spear at Phoenix.

To be honest, the current Destiny and Anti-Entropy are unlikely to have any effective firearms to deal with themselves.

The Destiny Headquarters cleared out the missile arsenal and then threw all of them into the imaginary space for Sirin to stay in.

As for Anti-Entropy, the biggest arms dealer in Anti-Entropy is constructing fighter jets that are rushing towards him. Even though he would be spitting blood just to create a consumable item like Eden's Star, he still keeps sacrificing his own life.

Now that things had come to this, Sirin was no longer affected by their attacks; all she could see was the golden phoenix trapped in the "birdcage."

However, if they were disturbed, it's no wonder that Celine would kill those harassing spectators.

"The final performance should be a grand and solemn duet; you just need to sit patiently in the audience, instead of rudely swarming in!"

The Second Herrscher issued a declaration to the challenger. Of course, she could see that only the First Herrscher among Welt's group had any aerial combat ability, and the others were simply not worthy of fighting her in the air.

It's very simple, just destroy their vehicle.

The next moment, the Void Spear swept towards Welt Yang and the others, while simultaneously unleashing Honkai energy to release energy blades at the black aircraft.

"Hold on tight!"

While controlling the aircraft, pilot Walter Young continuously constructed an unusually large number of shields outside the plane to deflect Sirin's attacks.

The plane weaved and maneuvered through the hail of bullets, distracting Xilin. As if she was getting impatient, she shouted "Open!" and spread her electromagnetic field outward in all directions, affecting the fighter jet that was only two hundred meters away.

"Baihua, get in our way!"

The moment Cecilia jumped out of the fighter jet, she raised the Black Abyss White Flower, ready to be launched. The next moment, several huge vines emerged from the frozen ground of the Siberian plain, forming a platform that intertwined with each other. While catching everyone, the platform was raised to a height where it was level with Sirin.

"Accept!"

Siegfried wrapped a vine around his waist and leaped into the air the instant the vine platform came to a stop!

One-eighth of his body was transformed into a Honkai beast, which gave his physical abilities a terrifying burst of power. Even if Sirin took to the air in time, she couldn't keep up with Siegfried's jumping speed.

"This distance is enough!"

"You old man, don't push your luck!"

A dozen or so imaginary barriers appeared in front of Sirin, but they shattered like paper scraps under the Heavenly Fire Judgment's downward strike.

It works!

Siegfried was startled. Ignoring the scorching heat of the heavenly fire, he focused solely on pressing downwards with all his might. The flames illuminated the purple Honkai energy-corrosion patterns seeping from him, their temperature distorting even the air itself.

Siegfried struck! Siegfried missed!

"Oh no, it's an afterimage, Cecilia!"

As soon as Siegfried finished speaking, the vines around his waist could be shortened and retracted at any moment, but Sirin didn't want Siegfried to go back like that.

"Vines that are nurtured by the power of creation, generally speaking."

With equal powers, whoever outputs less power will be trampled on. It's obvious that Cecilia's output is far less than that of the Second Herrscher.

The vines were cut, and the next moment, Siegfried, who had not yet fully developed the Kaslana family's gene pool and had no ability to hang in the air, was pulled by Earth's gravity and fell straight down from a height of a thousand meters.

"Damn gravity!"

During Siegfried's fall, Cecilia urged the vines growing from the Black Abyss White Flower to try and catch her lover, but Sirin was not willing to give up this opportunity. The vines grew one after another, and the wind blades carrying death cut one after another, leaving Siegfried, this muscular brute, with nowhere to gain leverage in the air.

"Is our only option to tough it out?"

Siegfried placed the Judgment of Heavenly Fire beside him, with his back to the ground to prevent the Divine Key from killing its master if he fell to the ground.

Can it withstand it? The physical bodies of warriors from a previous civilization?

Celine watched Siegfried fall with great interest, a hint of pleasure creeping onto her face as if it were an old habit, but the smile vanished the next second.

A streak of blue light appeared from afar, narrowly missing Siegfried at the last second. Siegfried seized the opportunity, grabbing the tip of the shield's tail with his left hand. As the shield deftly turned, Siegfried was flung back onto the vine platform nurtured by Cecilia.

Upon seeing that familiar DE armored vehicle, Sirin's anger flared up instantly, and she shouted furiously:

"Zhao Si! How could you help them disrupt our duel!"

"Idiot! I don't have time to listen to your monologues. Don't impose your ideas on others!"

While Celine was distracted by the audience rushing onto the stage, Phoenix took the opportunity to advance more than 300 meters, getting less than a kilometer away from Celine.

"You bunch of clueless idiots! You're so annoying!"

"Cilin, you swear like you're being affectionate!"

"Don't worry about it!"

Behind Sirin, hundreds of imaginary hands emerged from the space and rushed toward the people on the vine platform.

Just as Theresa was about to begin the Oath of Judah, Cecilia beside her gestured to stop her.

Judah's zeroth rated power is his last trump card.

Theresa understood Cecilia's meaning. She patiently watched as Siegfried wielded the Judgment of Heavenly Fire to cleave the incoming Imaginary Hand, while Cecilia separated the Abyss and the White Flower to assist her husband.

Furthermore, Zhao Si, who was in the distance, also freed up his hands and summoned an armed DE armored vehicle to come and help. With the three of them maneuvering together, Xilin's attack was temporarily blocked.

However, on the other hand, apart from Theresa's Judah Zero Rated Power, there are currently no better means to restrain Sirin, or rather, there hasn't been a chance to use them yet.

Theresa remembered that the two remaining people on the platform hadn't made a move yet. She first turned to look at the leader of the Anti-Entropy Alliance, the First Herrscher Welt Yang. He was still busy making simulated Eden Stars behind his back. He had already made three and was starting to spit out blood!

"Don't worry about me, Ms. Theresa. This body is just a temporary resting place. Even if it is destroyed, it will not affect me."

That sounds quite reasonable. Could it be that Welt Yang has made further research into the core of the Herrscher of Reason?

Or is it simply a reckless, suicidal fighting style? I feel that's more likely.

"Uh, so, what are you going to do with the three Eden Stars you created, Alliance Leader Walter?"

"When used as a simulated black hole grenade, the last time I tried it, I found it to be very effective... cough cough, there is one problem, it has to be activated at close range, but it is still useful to keep a few on hand. Ms. Theresa, you can take this one for now. With my design, as long as you crush it, it can trigger a simulated black hole."

The more blood Walter Young coughed up, the more alert his eyes became, making it hard not to suspect that he was on his way to a final burst of energy before death.

Theresa took the pseudo-Eden Star, seemingly understanding but not quite. She held it in her hand; it was smaller than an apple and a size smaller than the pseudo-Eden Star that Walter Young usually used.

Her gaze was somewhat lost. Walter Young's words made sense. Since it was recyclable, they could make more. Nobody would refuse to make more, right?

"The simulated black hole harms both the user and others, Ms. Theresa, please be careful."

"Understood. As long as it buys time for Judah's development, the zeroth rated power will help me eliminate the effects of the pseudo-black hole."

Theresa figured out the use of this pseudo-Star of Eden, and as they were talking, red feathers began to float around her.

"Fu Hua?"

Theresa turned to look at the grandfather's friend, who was still dressed in the same outfit he had come in: gray hair, blue eyes, and a brown trench coat... but every time a few feathers brushed past his eyes, another appearance with white hair and red eyes would appear.

"I'm sorry, but with all the skills I've learned in my life, this is the only move I can pull off."

A dangerous warning flashed through Celine's mind, and she immediately looked at the creature on the vine platform surrounded by feather-like effects.

Even without access to Zhao Si's memories, Xilin's intuition alone was warning her:

Get away from this woman immediately!

"Ugh!"

While Sirin's attention was drawn to the warning, a beam of light shot from the DE armor almost pierced her body again. Only the imaginary barrier held off the beam's attack, giving Sirin a chance to dodge.