Collapse, crossing Otto, the road to becoming a god

She slowly rolled out the Forbidden Forces.

The chess game begins.

Flora kept her breathing steady and took every step carefully.

This time's game is not the usual petty quarrel, but...

"Think clearly, my good sister,"

The Herrscher's tone was provocative,

"Those who die on the battlefield will not be resurrected."

Unlike Flora's caution, Claire's move didn't have much technical content.

She kept pushing all the Custodes forward, towards the mortals present.

"Anna, prepare to fight!"

Flora calmly commanded, letting the "Chariot" and "Knight" protect the "Forbidden Army".

As long as Claire's chess dares to make another move, Anna and she will march straight in to kill the opponent's dead soldiers!

She is a Valkyrie after all, and she is still a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. Her bounden duty to protect civilians prevents Flora from truly treating life as nothing.

Even though because of this, she wasted several opportunities to seize the opportunity.

"But it's a pity," Claire on the other side said, "I have no intention of playing tricks with you."

"Death Warriors' Forbidden Army, prepare to move forward!"

Chapter 125: Fifty years of life are like a dream

Everyone was excited, looking at the upcoming Honkai Creation in front of them.

"Why so fast?!"

"I was just talking!"

"Wow wow wow I don't want to die!"

The people in the grid were boiling like hot water that had just been boiled. Cursing, crying, and howling could be heard endlessly. Some people even turned around in despair and shouted at Flora:

"Didn't you promise to protect us?"

"What exactly are you protecting?!"

"Damn it, I just believed you so much!"

Amidst the noise, Xiao Kong and Ningdi, who were also in the grid, held hands and quietly watched the adults' noise.

……

"Look, this is the human being protected by destiny,"

Cocolia's eyes were full of ridicule,

"Once their own interests are harmed, even the helpers will curse."

"Yes, there are many people who never become sweet. They begin to rot even in summer. Their cowardice keeps them from clinging to the branches without falling to the ground."

The blond man took a sip of red wine and said nothing in reply.

“But first, don’t forget who forced them to be like this, Cocolia.

They originally had their own lives, but they were displaced because of your selfishness.You are the least qualified person to ridicule them. "

The woman's face changes and her expression becomes uncertain.

"Secondly,"

Otto smiled meaningfully again and looked at the screen.

"What if they have a reason to fall off before they rot and break themselves into pieces?"

……

Flora bit her lip, stared at the figure sitting on the throne, and silently mouthed "You're so cruel".

The girl is not surprised by their reaction. When humans are dying, they will try every means to save themselves or vent their anger.

This is extremely normal. Before, the Valkyries have also encountered this kind of situation where the healer scolded and asked why she didn't save her family.

What she was angry about was this disgusting tactic. It was obvious that Claire seemed to be playing the chess game without any plan. In fact, she had jumped out of the chessboard and started a psychological war with Flora.

In a normal chess game, Flora can have many tricks to capture the chess pieces, losing small pieces to keep big ones, sacrificing chess pieces cautiously but without hesitation, and regarding winning as her only goal.

But now...

The girl with black hair and blue eyes looked at the chessboard.

She will not hesitate to make a decision. Sacrifice is inevitable. What she can do is to avoid it as much as possible, but it is impossible to save everyone.

But these deaths, these resentments, and these lives that could not be saved will haunt Flora every time she makes a move, trapping her heart step by step.

The girl couldn't guarantee that at the end of this game, she would go crazy directly due to mental stress, and therefore would not be able to assume the position of chess player.

At least, if someone really died like this, she would probably never dare to play chess again in this life.

"I just like seeing you indecisive,"

Claire smiled coquettishly, her fangs showing,

"This makes me feel happy, and I feel more and more about what an interesting choice it is to be a bad guy - even if it's just to resemble the Herrscher."

"Don't be too proud, Sister Claire,"

Flora clenched her fists, her nails digging into her flesh;

"You march on, I..."

"Wait, Lord Valkyrie,"

At this time, in another chess square, a woman with lavender hair suddenly spoke, interrupting Flora's words.

"Can I ask a question to the adult opposite?"

"can."

Before Flora could react, Claire's voice appeared in her ears.

"O king of destruction,"

The woman bowed and asked sincerely to the voice,

"You said, 'The same chess pieces are played by the same people.' I know you were talking about big chess pieces like chariots and bishops, but..."

"As a member of the 'Forbidden Army', when the 'Forbidden Army' chess piece is about to be captured, can I go and fight?"

The chessboard was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop. Flora's eyes lit up. She wanted to say something but suddenly woke up. She looked at Wu Shi Mai with disbelief.

"..."

Claire seemed to be deep in thought. After a long time, she said:

"Interesting, this rule can indeed be extended in this way. However, a 'Forbidden Army' cannot exceed the number of people it has."

"That is, as long as the number of people is the same, right?"

The woman smiled and pointed to the chess square where the dead man was about to press:

"Great King of Destruction, please, can you let me change places with my daughter Xiao Kong?"

"...It's really an interesting play," Claire said after being silent for a long time, as if jokingly, "Are you trying to move me?"

"No, King of Destruction," Wu Se Mai smiled softly, "I don't think you will be sad because of me - I just think that the flattery I have done is pleasing to you."

"Oh, what do you think? Tell me."

"We ordinary people living in the wasteland are like falling cherry blossoms. When the wind blows, they will scatter anywhere and never return to the blooming trees."

The woman said,

"If you intend to destroy, just wave an invasion and it will be enough to wipe out at least half of us before everyone can react."

"However, you use a chess game to decide our life and death. At this time, when playing chess, you just blindly move the 'Forbidden Army'."

"This shows that rather than killing, rather than winning or losing, you are more willing to see our faces in the face of disaster, the vivid display of various emotions, and the vivid reactions of various characters. These can make you feel happy, right? What?"

She said, bowing deeply,

"So, King of Destruction, a mother tries to protect her beloved daughter in the face of disaster, using her own sacrifice in exchange for her being able to live for one more minute on the chessboard. Isn't this an interesting struggle?

I hope I can interpret this beautiful story for you. "

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Monotonous applause sounded on the chessboard, and Claire clapped her hands with interest.

"It's quite interesting,"

she says,

"But, what's the use of delaying for a while? I can still continue to deal with the imperial army in the future."

"Your daughter has been my prey since she entered the chess game - and so have you. Why should you struggle in vain to let her live just a few more minutes?"

Wu Shi Mai's face turned pale for a moment, but in the end she still glanced at the chess piece with nostalgia and said:

"But at least she has an extra chance to live."

"Don't you think you are self-satisfied?" Claire held her chin in her hand.

"Maybe you're right,"

Mother smiled with relief,

"But letting her die in love and happiness is the only thing that this useless mother like me can do."

The crowd gradually became quiet, and everyone looked at Wu Colorless Mai with solemn expressions.

"..."

One second, two seconds, three seconds, time was so slow. The woman kept staring at the Herrscher on the throne, although because the distance was too far, she could only see a little vermilion deep in the white mist.

"pretty good idea,"