I'm not Yingjie

The Fifth Herrscher was born not long ago, so she may not be as good as the Third Herrscher in controlling power. She may have frozen herself in the orphanage in order to quickly adapt to power. Even if she is still unfamiliar with her abilities, she may still win with her experience of fighting with the Herrscher many times.

however……

"Wow——"

Lin vomited a large mouthful of blood, and the color of the blood had completely lost the color of human blood.

Not only was his physical condition corroded by Honkai energy, but his mind, which had also been damaged by nerve connections, was in the worst possible state.

The Fifth Herrscher raised his hand and made a fist while flying. An ice pillar with a radius of tens of meters rose from under Lin's body and in the blink of an eye it was at his feet, ready to freeze him inside.

Lin used all his strength to drive the flying device and flew upwards. The icicles followed closely behind him, drawing a long ice corridor in the air.

When Hen and his group rushed to the orphanage and saw the dazzling ice corridor, Hen's pupils shrank: "That's... Lin fighting with the Fifth Herrscher! Everyone enter combat mode to support Lin!"

After saying that, he had already raised his gun and pointed it at the Fifth Herrscher. Even though there was still a long distance between them, Hen pulled the trigger directly in order to attract her attention.

"Boom! Boom!"

However, long before his bullet arrived, two pieces of solid ice condensed out of thin air on the side of the Ice Ruler, easily blocking his attack.

The Fifth Herrscher's icy eyes glanced in the direction of the mark, and he raised his hand and pressed it down. Countless ice crystals appeared in the sky, with their sharp bottoms pointing towards the road below.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

This time, the raindrops were no longer as "gentle" as hail, but countless sharp spikes, containing the great power of the Fifth Herrscher's authority, shooting towards Hen's direction.

But in a moment, the crisis was upon him. Hen immediately stopped his sprint and said, "Dodge!"

However, the adaptability of this group of recruits was not outstanding. Half of them drew their weapons and charged forward just after hearing Hen enter combat status. Because they heard that there was support, they thought that they were not being sent to death by the Fire Moths, and that other teams would follow them to charge forward.

After hearing the word "dodge", half of the people didn't react in their minds and just squatted down to dodge.

Therefore, this also led to the tragedies that followed.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The blooming blood turned into ice flowers amid howls. The next moment after the ice spikes pierced into the soldiers' bodies, a terrifying chill emanated from them, instantly freezing the human body and its life breath, turning people into ice sculptures.

Those ice spikes that did not pierce the human body would also freeze the surrounding objects and the ground after penetrating into the ground.

At one encounter, more than half of the team were turned into ice sculptures, their expressions of fear frozen in the last moment of their lives.

Kosmo watched them die in front of him. He stood there blankly, and was grabbed by Hen to avoid the ice spikes.

"Kosma!"

Following Hen's roar, Kosmo woke up with a shudder. He gritted his teeth and took a last look at his comrades, with whom he had only been together for a day, then picked up his gun and followed Hen's steps.

In the air, Lin dodged the icicles at a very fast speed. His floating guns fired in a cross shape, cutting and breaking the icicles.

"Oh!"

Before he could adjust his breathing, a heavy blow came from behind and knocked him away, causing blood to flow out of his mouth again.

The snow-colored charge-level Honkai beast howled and chased after the falling Lin.

In the past, Lin could easily dodge sneak attacks of this level, but now he has no way to find the part he wants from the huge amount of information. The amount of information that was originally used as a help has now become a distraction to him.

Countless chaotic impurities flowed through Lin's black pupils. He barely controlled the floating cannon to shoot the Honkai beast, but more Honkai beasts followed.

They howled and wanted to tear the forest apart and eat it.

Lock, lock, lock...

Lin's brain was overloaded, and the weight of his neural connections made his vision go black. He could only lock onto the enemy by intuition and then fire randomly.

"Oh!"

The high-powered floating cannon turned into a beam and swept past, and the last Honkai beast was annihilated.

Lin wanted to adjust the flying device and take off again before falling.

but--

"bass."

The ice spike pierced into his thigh.

Endless cold air spread outward from the base of his thighs, directly causing his legs to become necrotic.

Lin immediately used the floating gun to cut off his injured thigh, and the entire leg was completely peeled off from his body.

Then, the Honkai energy in his body, stimulated by the "flesh being cut", began to spread wildly, and all the pain increased exponentially.

Lost.

The Fifth Herrscher...

The frozen blood turned into tragic ice crystals in the sky.

The snow-white sun emits a pale, sad light.

The bird with broken wings howled miserably.

The falling man stretched out his hand weakly towards the Snow Queen who was standing high above.

Dirty purple lines grew wildly on the skin under the torn armor.

Everything disappears in winter.

The Ice Queen finally extended her hand to him.

Then, an icy spike dropped from the sky, pierced the man's helmet, and lodged itself in his right eye.

The shattered pieces of the helmet, along with the man's body, fell heavily to the ground.

Chapter 9: Boiling Blood

The sky was bright and there was a pleasant aroma in the air, like the scent of flowers or tea. The spoon gently stirred the rich coffee, and the pure white milk stains floated on top, which looked particularly delicious.

Fluffy cumulus clouds lay above the horizon, stacked up like cotton candy.

"Wow..."

A colorful day.

The young man sat on the soft chair, picked up the coffee and looked at his face in the fragrant cup. After thinking for a while, he took a sip.

The mellow taste makes people feel happy and want to lie lazily for a while on this sunny day.

Speaking of which, why did I come here...

After searching his blank mind for a while and finding no results, he nonchalantly put down the backrest of the chair, lay down on it and yawned.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

The boy closed his eyes and stopped thinking about those useless things.

……

"Hey, wake up, uncle."

"Ok?"

The boy's cheeks were pinched by two slender and smooth fingers, and he woke up from his sleep in a daze. He saw an angry face facing him.

It looks familiar, but I can't remember who it is.

"...Is there something wrong?" The boy pushed her hand away and sat up from the soft chair.

The girl pointed angrily at the chair under the boy and said, "Why are you asking me something? You're taking my seat, stupid uncle!"

"Is that so?" The boy touched the back of his head and frowned, "It seems so."

Why do you feel this way?

"What do you mean by 'seemingly'? Since you've taken my seat, get up quickly!"

"oh oh."

The boy stood up in a daze, and the girl sat down in his original seat without any hesitation, picked up the coffee, took a big sip, and then spit it all out.

"Pfft—cough cough, this is too bitter. It was the same last time. Uncle, why do you like coffee so much?" The girl put down the cup and wiped the corners of her mouth.

"Do we... know each other?" The boy stared at the smiling girl blankly. Something popped up in his mind, but he just couldn't remember it. "Why do you call me uncle? I'm only twenty years old."

"Of course I do."

"But I can't remember who you are... No, I don't know who I am either... What's going on?"

The boy's brain was empty. Something that seemed to be about to break through the membrane was surging in the depths of his consciousness, but the window paper could never be broken.

Especially the person in front of him, he always felt that he could vaguely call out her name.

He looked around. He hadn't paid attention before, but now he realized that this was a beach by the sea. The water was clear and blue, and the sea breeze was intoxicating. The sand under his feet spread out into the distance with no end in sight.

The sand was flat and empty, and not even the traces of the girl's footsteps could be seen.

Wait a minute, how long have you been here?

The boy covered his head and felt a dull pain in his right eye. He reached out to touch it but felt nothing.

"Uncle, what's wrong? Do your eyes hurt?"

"...You said you knew me, can you tell me how we met?" The boy put down his hand and asked the girl who was fanning her face with her hand.

Seabirds circled overhead and landed on the distant beach, jumping and pecking at the sand from time to time.

"How did you meet?... Well... I think it was a very romantic encounter, but it seems boring to talk about the past." The girl's fingers moved the spoon in the cup and smiled at the boy. "Why don't you talk about something else, like something less important."

"Something less important..."

"Got it, uncle, who do you think will win the tortoise and the hare race?"

The tortoise and the hare?

The boy knew this famous fable, but it was a work of artistic processing. In reality, as long as the rabbit keeps running, the tortoise should not be able to beat the rabbit.

But what the girl wants to ask is the ending of the fable or the ending of reality?

Seeing the girl's excited and expectant eyes, the boy thought for a moment and said, "Turtle."

"Hey~ But isn't the rabbit much faster than the turtle?"

"…Rabbit will become arrogant and underestimate the enemy."

"Uncle, that's from a fable, right?"

"Then the rabbit will win."

"But wouldn't rabbits be careless and underestimate their enemies?"

"..."

The girl laughed out loud when she saw the boy's speechless expression: "Hahaha... Uncle, your expression is very interesting. I don't really care what you have to say. I just want to see you racking your brains for the answer. It's very cute."

"Just to see my expression..."

"Yes." The girl waved her hand and smiled, "The answer is not important to me. After all, if you only pursue the result, you may deviate from the original path. I care more about the process."

“Once you are on the right path, whether you can reach the end is not really important, is it?”

Again.

The boy covered his right eye, as if something was flowing out of it.

The young man could see the vicissitudes of his own hands through his fingertips. He was silent for a while, then put down his hands and said to the girl, "But I led you down the wrong path. If you hadn't met me and I hadn't told you about the collapse, you would still be an ordinary person, living a normal life and walking on the right path in your life."

The happiness, life, and future of ordinary people do not require any awareness of sacrificing for anyone.

The girl smiled and said, "No, I am very grateful to you for telling me the truth. You have enabled me to make the right judgment. It is great that I can still protect this world that I love in the end."

"That should have been my fate, not yours." The boy lowered his head, and he twitched the muscles on his face, having forgotten how to express himself. "I am a selfish person, always dragging the people around me into the whirlpool, always watching others leave for me. In the face of the predetermined fate, I just blindly walked to the end."

Why should we regard someone like him as hope, and why should we sacrifice for him.

This was the end he should have reached long ago.

"No, uncle, you didn't go to the end blindly."

The young man raised his head.

The sun shines on the girl's shoulders.

"Haven't you been fighting against your fate? You're still fighting now." She smiled.