Honkai Impact, I'm not a Ditto!

In the current situation, once the clothes are completely destroyed...

Sikong will immediately type GG.

"The swinging motion of the scythe is still too large; the guard has plenty of time to react. We still have to ram her! Once we knock her into a corner and she can't use the scythe..."

Sikong made the same move as before, and the guards, of course, would not sit idly by and wait to die.

Because the two were so close during the collision, she had to retract her scythe and collide it with Sikong's scythe.

The two have exactly the same strength.

We've now reached a stalemate.

The stalemate lasted for less than a second.

Sikong suddenly realized that this was an excellent opportunity to exchange his life for his own. The guards' scythes had already left his back and could no longer move his body at will.

Sikong only needs to abandon defense and gently bend his scythe to easily chop off the opponent's head.

but......

The guards could easily chop off his head.

"I'd trade my life for yours! Do you?"

Chapter Eight! Damn! She really dared to do that!

Sikong made his own decision.

Trade your life for the guards' deadly sacrifices!

As long as the opponent dares to dodge, Sikong will gain the upper hand.

because......

If the guard wants to avoid Sikong's attack, she must leave the center of the elevator and enter a corner nearby. Then she will face the same predicament as Sikong before.

There's absolutely no way she can use the scythe unless she escapes the elevator.

But I want to escape.

It's not that simple.

Once the guards have the idea of ​​escaping, they will inevitably expose their backs to Sikong, at which point his chances of winning will be even greater.

For the guards to return to the center of the elevator, they had to pay a heavy price, just like Sikong. His price was that his clothes on the back were pierced with several holes, and the flesh inside was churned up in a mess.

It was all the work of the guards who were just now.

The pain was constantly stimulating Sikong's nerves. If he hadn't died twice before, he probably would have lost a lot of his fighting ability under such pain.

It was precisely because Sikong had a higher pain tolerance and fought recklessly that he was able to occupy the center of the elevator with his rudimentary combat experience, and even see the light of victory at one point.

If only he had known earlier that the wound on his back wouldn't weaken Sikong's fighting ability.

It's likely that the guards won't pull him to them; instead, they'll keep him trapped around the elevator like a football, preventing him from using his scythe.

Unfortunately, there's no going back.

Every wrong decision made by the guards increases Sikong's chances of winning.

The black and gold scythe ceased its meaningless struggle with its opponent, instead tracing a graceful arc as it hurtled toward the back of the guard's head.

Regarding Sikong's actions.

The guard was confused; she didn't even understand why this fellow human would attack her.

Sikong Zhi struck the back of the guard's head.

The guards made the same decision as him.

When the sickle pierced the back of Sikong's head, only one thought flashed through his mind—"Damn! She actually dared to do that!"

Two sickles simultaneously pierced the back of the other's head.

The two identical-looking guards' legs gave way, and they knelt together in the center of the elevator. The air was filled with the strong smell of oranges.

Those who don't know the situation might think the two had a good relationship and were helping each other leave this world in a desperate situation in order to seek relief.

After all, they look exactly alike; they could be mistaken for twins.

Sikong originally intended to pass the level with two lives.

I never expected to die again.

Two words—uncomfortable...

After a moment, Sikong shuddered, and the black and gold scythe stuck in the back of his head fell out.

Sikong is dead.

Sikong came back to life.

Panting heavily, Sikong rested his delicate chin on the guard's shoulder. He reached out and patted the man's face, thinking, "Do you have the strength to fight me, Sikong?"

then......

Sikong pushed down the white-haired, golden-eyed guard in front of him. Although his body was in pain, he was very happy.

Sikong transformed back into Zero Assassin form to heal his wounds, then stood up, watching the black and gold scythe and the guard's special uniform dissipate.

He became Death Squad Zero.

All the Honkai energy that could have been used has dissipated.

When Sikong tried to recall how to manipulate Honkai energy, his mind went completely blank.

All I can say is, "I can only sigh."

"That's amazing."

After losing the intimidating presence of the guarding assassins, the ordinary assassins nearby began to stir, wanting to taste the fresh flesh and blood in the elevator.

Ordinary assassins also have Honkai energy in their bodies, so they don't need to eat three meals a day. They only need to eat once to last for a long time.

It would take at least several months to truly starve an ordinary assassin to death.

During this period, it only ate a little bit of meat.

The suicide squad can hold out for a while longer.

It's quite perverted.

That's the advantage of being brainless.

A significant portion of the nutrients a normal person consumes is used by the brain. If one didn't have a brain, this nutrient intake could be completely saved, and eating wouldn't be necessary so frequently.

Perhaps the dead guards still retained a shred of dignity.

The ordinary assassins all stopped at the elevator door.

Sikong didn't linger in the elevator for long. He stood up, stretched out his big feet and stepped on the soft, broken limbs, walking out step by step, his ankles stained with bright red blood.

Having already acquired the Guardian Death Soldier form, Sikong left without a second thought.

She left without a trace, concealing her merit and fame, leaving behind only a naked guard in the middle of the corpses. Her golden eyes were wide open, her gaze unfocused.

The blood and fair skin complement each other perfectly.

It subtly reveals a cruel beauty.

Squeezing out of the horde of corpses, Sikong returned to where he had taken off his clothes. He first went into the nearby toilet and used tap water to clean the blood off his body, then realized he had forgotten to bring a towel.

"Hey bro, can I borrow your clothes for a bit?"

Sikong glanced around, then walked up to an ordinary assassin and took off his shirt to use as a towel.

Properly maintain cleanliness and hygiene.

Sikong dressed and entered another elevator in his Zero Agent form, heading straight to the top floor of the commercial building, which was thirty stories high.

Looking down from above, the entire city was a scene of utter devastation.

Many high-rise buildings were destroyed.

Sikong knew that it was the work of the Honkai Beasts, and only the Honkai Beasts could do such a thing.

Moreover, it's a relatively powerful Honkai Beast.

With his hands gripping the railing, Sikong surveyed the entire Changkong City. If the collapse hadn't occurred, this would definitely have been a very prosperous city.

Skyscrapers are springing up everywhere, and ordinary suicide bombers are walking around in office buildings.

Standing on high ground, Changkong City stretches as far as the eye can see. It used to be a city that never sleeps, but now it has become a crumbling paradise, and it is unknown how long this will last.

I searched around.

Sikong saw quite a few Honkai Beasts.

A rushing-class Honkai Beast flying around skyscrapers, a knight-class Honkai Beast patrolling the streets on horseback, and a ballista-class Honkai Beast carrying a giant rock.

These three types of Honkai Beasts are relatively weak and small in size.

The more powerful ones are the tank-class Honkai Beasts.

Its ten-meter-tall size is equivalent to the height of three or four stories.

Its massive size endows the Chariot-class Honkai Beast with formidable strength, but also makes it exceptionally slow. Compared to the Assault-class and Knight-class Honkai Beasts, its speed is far too slow.

Even the equally cumbersome ballista-class Honkai Beasts are much more agile than the tank-class Honkai Beasts.

Speaking of which...

The standard for qualifying as a B-rank Valkyrie is to defeat a Chariot-class Honkai Beast.

"one two three......"

Sikong counted them and found that there were dozens of Honkai Beasts in his sight. Moreover, judging from their direction, the closer they got to Qianyu Academy, the more numerous and stronger the Honkai Beasts became.

They are all some distance from Sikong.

Chapter Nine Survivors

"That's... a survivor?"