Collapse Iron Cosplay Battle Damaged Star Spinal Cut - Everyone Cries to Death

"Mother!!"

Bronya's voice trembled, choked with sobs, yet remained incredibly firm.

"tell me!!"

"Is what Schwarzkopf said true?!"

"Star Core... The truth about the City Builders... Is all of this a lie?!"

Cocolia slowly turned around.

There was not a trace of maternal warmth in those icy blue eyes.

Only... the coldness left after being completely eroded by the star's core.

"lie?"

Cocolia smiled.

His laughter was both tragic and insane.

She spread her arms, and the creation engine behind her roared deafeningly.

"No, Bronya."

"This is the true meaning of 'preservation'."

"To protect Belloberg..."

"To help this city survive the cold wave..."

"Any sacrifice is worthwhile."

"Including...our will."

"Including... turning you into this?!" Bronya roared, "turning you into a puppet that only knows how to obey that voice?!"

The argument between the mother and daughter echoed in the wind and snow.

fierce.

despair.

……

Xing was squatting behind, looking completely bewildered.

She scratched her head, looking at the argument over there, feeling her head buzzing.

Who is this woman?

What's all the noise about?!

Why not just knock that wicked woman unconscious?

Xing's logic is very simple.

Just like that blond giant (Jepard) from before.

if only……

Give him a whack on the back of the head.

The world will then be peaceful.

Moreover, this method...

It's really efficient!

"Um……"

"Even though I can't hold a baseball bat... this glove is still very useful."

Xing squinted.

She glanced at the back of Cocolia's head.

then.

At this critical moment when tensions were running high and the mother and daughter were at odds.

The stars are moving.

She lifted the incredibly heavy iron gloves that had been welded shut by Dan Heng.

Like a weasel preparing to steal a chicken.

Stealthy and sneaky.

Little by little.

They circled around to Cocolia's back.

Nearly.

closer.

Just one more step forward...

Just one strike...

Xing encouraged herself in her heart.

She took a deep breath, raised the iron gauntlet, and aimed it at the back of that noble head.

"Get out of here—!!"

however.

Just a second before her hand was about to fall.

Cocolia...

Suddenly, he turned around sharply!

There were no signs whatsoever.

Those pink eyes were cold...

They kept their eyes on the star.

"..."

The air suddenly fell silent.

Xing's hand froze in mid-air.

awkward.

It's so embarrassing.

It's like getting caught red-handed by the teacher while secretly eating snacks in class.

Xing awkwardly withdrew her hand.

Scratched his head.

He revealed a simple (or perhaps silly) smile.

"Sizzle... (Um... just passing by?)"

She tried to get away with being cute.

Unfortunately... looking like this now... it's hard for her to charm Cocolia.

in contrast.

Her gaze grew even more disgusted and colder.

"The smell of your body..."

"...I really don't like it."

"I should have...crushed you completely last time."

Cocolia's voice lowered.

"What a pity..."

"I can't believe you... managed to escape like a mouse until now."

Before he could finish speaking...

"Buzz—!!!"

A terrifying energy surge erupted instantly!

The creation engine behind Cocolia, that enormous hand made of solid ice and machinery, suddenly raised itself!

"Go to hell!!!"

"boom!!!"

The giant hand carried the force of a thunderbolt.

Hard.

He slapped Xing away!

"star!!!"

The screams of March 7th hadn't even subsided yet.

A cruel glint flashed in Cocolia's eyes.

She raised her hand.

The void solidified.

A sharp ice spear as thick as an arm.

It takes shape instantly.

"Whoosh—!!!"

It was accompanied by a piercing, whistling sound.

The ice spear transformed into a streak of light.

They caught up with the star that was still flying backwards.

then.

"Pfft—!!!"

A chilling, muffled thud that seemed to pierce flesh.

Ice gun...

Absolutely accurate.

It pierced Xing's abdomen.

and.

It passed through the past.

The immense inertia carried Xing's body, slamming him heavily into a snowdrift in the distance.

It stirred up a cloud of snow dust.

that moment.

The world seemed to stand still.

"star--!!!!"

On March 7th, a heart-wrenching cry was uttered.

despair.

It spread in everyone's hearts.

That was... a penetrating wound!

That ice gun was so thick...

The internal organs must be shattered...

His intestines must be completely ruptured...

This kind of injury...

Even a god couldn't save him!

"snort."

Cocolia withdrew her hand, looked at the corpse in the distance, and a cruel smile appeared on her lips.

"And here's what you turn out to be!"

"Utterly vulnerable."

however.

next second.

The smile on her face...

froze.

Little by little...

It froze on his face.

because.

In that snow-covered field stained red with blood.

That girl who should have died, who should have become a cold corpse.

Sudden……

Moved.

"Sizzle..."

Xing opened her eyes groggily.

She felt a bit cold in her stomach.

And it's also a bit... translucent?

"Um?"

She slowly, as if nothing had happened, sat up from the snow.

I looked down.

"Holy crap?!"

Xing's eyes widened.

All I could see was my own stomach.

Suddenly, one appeared...

It was about the size of a bowl...

A transparent hole.

The ice gun was stuck inside, piercing right through her stomach.

but.

the strange thing is.

No intestines came out.

There were no gruesome, bloody scenes.

only……

Some black, wire-like energy fibers swayed at the edge of the hole.

and.

next second.

"Sizzle sizzle—"

Xing suddenly felt a surge of heat.

The "martyr system" within the body, or rather, those "reproductive" factors.

In the instant of being severely injured.

Blasted.

[WARNING! Fatal strike detected!]

[Pain shielding: Works perfectly!]

[Energy Conversion: Initiated!]

[Damage Assessment: High!]

[Logical thinking: Reduced by 80%]

[Output Power: Berserk Mode!!!]

boom!

Xing felt like a pot of boiling water, her whole body was boiling.

The ice gun inserted into her abdomen, upon contact with this terrifyingly high temperature...

"Sizzle—"

It melted into a pool of snowmelt and flowed all over the ground.

One was left behind...

It's open and airy, and you can even see the scenery opposite...

Blood-red donuts.

"..."

Xing stood up.

She touched the hole in her stomach.

He even reached in and... rummaged around.

empty.

It was indeed empty.

"hey-hey……"

Xing wasn't afraid at all; instead, she felt a surge of heat.

The person's mind is affected by their body, becoming increasingly excited.

It's like a husky that hasn't seen snow for eight hundred years and suddenly returns to the Arctic.

Excitement, restlessness.

Those golden, vertical pupils burned with a fierce fighting spirit.

There was even a hint of...

The exhilaration of being thoroughly beaten.

She looked at Cocolia.

He tilted his head.

He pointed to the hole in his stomach.

He then pointed to Cocolia, who was completely dumbfounded...

The insects are chirping and roaring!

"hiss----!!!!!"

(Translation: That's it? You haven't eaten?!)

"..."

In the wind and snow.

Cocolia's smile froze completely.

The crying sound effect on March 7th got stuck in my throat.

Dan Heng silently picked up the spear, his eyes filled with an extremely complex expression.

Everyone was stunned.

Looking at the girl with a big hole in her stomach, yet still lively and energetic, even taunting the BOSS.

This is...

What kind of monster is it?!