A journey of Shadowverse and Honkai Impact 3rd

The woman's cloak swayed in the strong wind. If it weren't for the tight belt buckle, the cloak that covered her pretty face and graceful figure would have been blown away by the wind, leaving her alone and her cold weapon to be swallowed by the desolation in the terrifying wasteland.

Raven straightened his spine and stood up in the dead world. He felt that he was not stepping into a normal world, but more like a vast tomb. The breath of life had completely disappeared here, and the stiff earth was like a huge corpse.

The design perspective of the Third Divine Key, Seven Thunders of Purification, clearly told her this.

In addition, Raven also discovered a piece of bad news, that is, the Honkai energy that supports a large part of her combat power is slowly fading, and the God's Key that can automatically absorb Honkai energy in the atmosphere has been unable to automatically replenish energy.

What exactly is this place? Why is it like this? Is it a ruin? Or is it simply a prison?

Raven had no way of knowing that she had lost her vision beyond dimensions after turning off the Seven Thunders of Purification sniper mode in order to save energy. Although her excellent eyesight allowed her to confirm the direction of her walking with the help of the flashing lightning, she seemed to have no choice but to wander around at will without a target, hoping that she had chosen the right direction.

"I was really badly hurt by my colleagues this time."

The desperate scenery exudes a breath of despair, which penetrates into the brain through the eyes, ears, nose and other senses, smearing the sticky paint made of ominous filth into the human soul bit by bit, thus brewing poisonous water with black and red, corroding any qualities that are incompatible with this land.

Raven was still moving forward, her heels making a faint sound as they stepped on the hard ground. The howling wind was like a scraper, blowing coldly on people's bodies, asking the people walking in it to lose hope as soon as possible and become a walking corpse, so as to stay away from the pain that was about to come.

"Squeak."

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the raven still couldn't find a suitable safe haven to serve as a temporary resting place and get a moment of peace.

But before she found An Ning, a strange creature had already found her.

The gears or other components that did not fit together perfectly had rusted and rotted after not being maintained for a long time, creating the noise that was essential for the monster to move, creaking in the wind, which naturally attracted the raven's vigilance.

The alloy dagger contained a sharp cold light. The raven, who had been gathering his strength, stared coldly at the front where the voice came from. In silence, an ominous green was reflected in his rosy red eyes.

The steel giant lost his mechanical head and replaced it with a huge skull, with a pair of bright yet dim poisonous flames burning in his eye sockets.

The steel armor clinging to the flesh and blood grew sharp purple-black crystals, and the stench surrounding it could not be dispelled even by the strong wind, indicating that it was not only the flesh that was decaying, but also the indelible soul.

Have I entered some kind of fantasy world? This guy opposite me... it's not right to call him a Honkai beast or a dead soldier, because there is no Honkai energy in him, only a deep and profound evil thought. The nature of the natural recoil with life is something that even a Honkai beast can hardly possess.

There is no doubt that there is no better word to describe this guy than undead or dead. If the indigenous people of this land are all like this, then it is indeed a vast tomb.

Two thoughts flashed through her mind. Based on the idea of ​​striking first, the swift Raven moved. The cold light in her hand instantly split into three. The dagger shot out without a doubt broke through the sound barrier and hit the monster, causing it to emit three fragile groans.

The armor's defensive power is so strong that thrown daggers cannot penetrate the defense.

Raven thought calmly. From the test just now, she could see that the enemy was not easy to defeat. If she used Honkai energy, she could not guarantee that she could succeed in one blow.

In addition, her battle-hardened intuition also warned her not to engage in close combat with this guy, otherwise something bad would happen.

Boom.

A deafening thunder resounded through the sky, and a strange creature appeared in the darkness and leaped high into the air. It then descended from the sky with an extremely fierce momentum. After falling to the spot where the raven was, it immediately turned around swiftly, and its running speed was no less than that of the World Snake Cadre, and even faster.

The surrounding terrain is flat and there is no place that can be used. This guy is following me very closely. I don’t know why he is chasing me. Does he want to eat?

Raven, who was struggling with her physical strength alone and looking for an opportunity, suddenly stopped. After finding no possibility of getting rid of her, she finally resorted to inhuman means.

The fluctuation of Honkai energy appeared instantly, and faint flames began to burn on her dagger. The dagger, which was much more powerful, was swung out immediately, and suddenly multiplied into more in mid-air. Faintly, a piece of feather formed by fireworks floated down quietly, and its posture that was not affected by the strong wind was particularly obvious.

At the same time, the monster also reacted. Its large hands with distinct fingers clenched into fists. The moment the dagger was about to strike, it swung out a swift punch that was not commensurate with its large size. It carved a bloody path through the blazing flames and the cold light of the alloy.

It laughed ferociously, and the skeleton with only bones left grinned an anti-common sense kneeling smile. After confirming that it was close, it ignored the flames and collapse energy burning around it, and its big hand as big as a washbasin grabbed directly at the raven's head. At the same time, its gravity control, which had always worked, fell madly on the raven.

As long as it can succeed, it can get a fresh head...

However, the woman's figure suddenly collapsed when it was about to catch her. Raven seized the opportunity and immediately picked up the dagger flashing with lightning, performing a beautiful and intuitive killing behind it.

Eighteen divisions.

The killer, who seized the opportunity, cut the enemy into many pieces with great speed and strength. His face was indifferent, and the monster he was looking at had turned into a pile of scattered fragments, emitting a strong smell of decay.

The bright red component covered with flesh and blood beat like a heart, but it made a creaking sound. Unusual forces rose silently and stared strangely at the woman who had noticed something.

So that's why we shouldn't engage in close combat? This guy is just an intermediate host!

Raven came to her senses, but she had no time to turn back as she retreated. An invisible force clung to her body and suddenly took away her consciousness.

And in the final noisy sound like boiling oil in a raging fire, she seemed to see a conflict between two poles, the unknown power and the collapsed energy biting and annihilating each other, the battle that took place went deep into the foundation of the existence of energy. Although it could not be seen, it should be no different from a volcanic eruption.

If I really die, I will definitely curse the jackal from below and reserve a crappy seat for her!

What a crow's mouth!

241. Fabricated Relics

"Alas."

While eating popcorn, Xilin showed a subtle expression, a little bit as if she was disgusted, and a little bit as if she couldn't believe that such a thing could come from Sera's hand.

"Sera, what is this?"

The illusory pages of the book were like a projector, and the images changed to varying degrees as the papers turned. Everyone watching the movie could see clearly that when the deceased appeared, the book in Sera's hand flipped exceptionally fast.

"The dead, the spirits of the dead, have regained their negative life forms because of the special attribute of Demana."

"In other words, it's the kind of ghosts and evil spirits you see in horror stories, beings that have lost all their former glory and are now unrecognizable."

Xilin understood and showed a look of disgust. Now she preferred fairy tales and stayed away from horror stories for fear of being contaminated by the ominous meaning contained in them.

The gray snake watching the show did not change his expression, and his calm look was so calm that it would not change even if a mountain collapsed in front of him.

Misterlin was the same, and she even showed some curiosity. Her eyes showed that she wanted Sera to explain something, but unfortunately Sera didn't intend to explain much.

If you have never embarked on the path of magic, it will be of no use even if you talk a lot. You are not going to be a demon hunter, so why do you need to know everything?

Sera took the time to glance at her private deck, and saw another silver card that she had created through research and memory in her free time.

([Resurrection Mana], Silver Card, Description: The deceased lives receive mana that promotes regeneration and resurrection. Mana grants them the power to return to the living world.)

(Mana series collection task 4/8, complete all to obtain a special rainbow card...)

Well, there are still four missing. It’s a pity that I have never seen anything of similar nature. Otherwise, I could fill in the rest by tinkering with it myself.

Sera suppressed these thoughts and felt that she had become rich. Although she did not have many Rainbow Cards and could hardly use them directly, she inexplicably felt that she was rich and powerful, and could treat a mere Rainbow Card as nothing.

Continuing to promote changes in dreams, things called "real dreams" are making fine adjustments under the invisible spiritual will, and the world changes silently.

Chapter 2: Sacrifice and Exorcism

The raven heard a continuous scream, like the dream talk of a lunatic, revealing a bizarre dream into reality, and twisted shadows climbed into people's minds and ignited a vicious bonfire.

The burning sensation rushed back and forth in the body, sometimes like a fiery burning in the lungs, making the lungs hurt so much that sparks could be seen, and sometimes it was like the emptiness after the heart melted, and the warm suffocating feeling immediately strangled the throat of life.

But at least she regained consciousness and was able to recognize the reality that she was still barely alive.

"cough……"

Raven recalled the second Honkai Impact. She was in the same situation then, struggling painfully on the brink of death. Her body was corroded by Honkai Impact. If it weren't for the miracle called Cecilia, she would have collapsed in her hometown long ago.

"you're awake."

Suddenly, surrounded by the painful mumblings in my brain, a familiar voice appeared. Although the tone was flat, it was at least the voice of a colleague.

Raven opened her eyes, and the blurry scene in her eyes became clear as she focused hard. She saw that in a place that should be a cave, there were clusters of faint crystals growing around it, emitting faint light like night pearls, bringing a little light to this place.

"Are you thirsty?"

The weak raven nodded her head with effort, and then a jar of refreshing water was placed on her lips, and clear water with a hint of sweetness flowed into it.

It wasn't long before Raven was nourished by the running water, but all of a sudden, she felt that her condition had improved a lot. She didn't know whether it was because of the extraordinary nature of the clear water itself, or because her injuries were not serious to begin with.

His thoughts gradually returned to normal, and the broken impressions intertwined and connected with each other like silk threads. After a while, the raven asked the gray snake.

"Where is this place? Where are the enemies I defeated earlier?"

Gray Snake replied calmly, "This is outside the abode of an indigenous people's residence. The Yin Spirit you defeated earlier, Raven, has been brought back by the indigenous people. They must be performing some kind of sacrificial ceremony now."

"Wait? What are you talking about?" Raven's mind was confused for a moment. The influx of information made her weak and a little uncomfortable. However, she soon sorted out the clues. "Are you... the gray snake who disappeared before?"

"Indeed." The gray snake nodded, and at this time, Raven was surprised to find that the person in front of him did not hold the iconic black umbrella. You know, that is the stereotype that will never change in the gray snake group.

"Looks like I'm pretty lucky."

Without saying much, the raven, who trusted the gray snake in front of her, felt temporarily relieved. She was in a bad state and wanted to fall into sleep, but before that, the gray snake interrupted her sleepiness with actions.

The tall and thin bionic man squatted down, carried the weak Miss Raven on his back, and held the Third God Key in his hand, and began to move forward step by step into the depths of the cave.

"Where are we going?" Raven asked softly.

"The sacrificial site." Gray Snake answered calmly.

"How is it the same as the World Serpent?" Raven recalled a sacrificial site deep in the World Serpent's stronghold, as well as the trial place hidden deep in the sacrificial site: the Paradise of the Afterlife.

"It's different." Gray Snake paused before explaining the difference, "Because the gods worshipped by the indigenous people here really exist."

Raven understood the literal meaning and fell silent. Out of trust in her colleague, she did not ask any more questions, but began to take a short rest in order to better deal with what was to come.

Frankly speaking, it wasn't a pleasant feeling to be carried by someone, because there were always some ups and downs, which was very obvious to a weak person. But fortunately, before she felt it for long, Raven felt the cool water vapor washing over her body. She suddenly shuddered and became alert immediately.

She opened her slightly narrowed eyes and looked towards the exit of the cave, where she saw the sudden brightness and an orderly village.

The stone houses are not very beautiful, but they have a unique sense of ruggedness and ethereality. The cool air can soothe people's hearts and let the spirit gather in a pure world without pollution.

In addition, there is a tall temple located in the center of the village, with rare greenery wrapped around it and magnolias blooming. In response to the warm white crystal sun directly above, it creates a sacred feeling that fills time and space. People can tell at a glance that this is where the gods are focusing.

The sound of footsteps was heard, and unexpectedly, the second act of the play was about to begin.

242. Gods and Ghosts Don’t Know

Following the sound of footsteps, a native appeared in front of Raven and Gray Snake.

A nameplate is deeply imprinted on its chest, engraved with a person's name, and also adorned with its achievements and glory, as if this can preserve its past forever and keep the courage of its youth with it forever.

"???"

The humanoid tin can spoke a language, but Raven could not understand a word of it. In her eyes, the armored tin can in front of her was almost the same as the strange creature except that it had no flesh and blood, a strange skull and hyperplastic crystals. It just lacked the strong malice that made the living sick.

"He said that the ceremony is ready and it's time to send you to the temple as a sacrifice."

Gray Snake's translation exploded Raven's mind. A trace of cold light flashed across her rosy red eyes, and a frighteningly cold look was projected out. According to the woman's understanding, the so-called sacrifice must not have a good meaning.

Offering meals to the gods and using toys to please the gods has been a barbaric and primitive activity since ancient tribal times, making modern people sneer at it.

"That's what the shaman said. However, the so-called sacrifice, to be precise, is what flows into your body after the Yin Spirit is defeated."

Gray Snake added, his jerky words sounding like a joke, or perhaps an occupational hazard of the group: In previous intelligence work, weird remarks always yielded more valuable information.

"What is that thing?"

Raven asked, and as she walked slowly, she thought to herself that she still had enough time to communicate with Gray Snake clearly about the whole story.

"Things belonging to the dead, in short, are things that should not be absorbed by the living. You have only been in my body for a short time, otherwise I don't know what problems would arise."

"According to the shamans, unwilling souls always wander the human world, wantonly scattering what they brought from the underground on the earth, causing all kinds of unreasonable disasters."

"..."

What is this all about? Is there anything normal you can hear?

As they got closer to the temple, Raven felt his weakness gradually subsiding, and it seemed that he was able to walk on the ground by himself without relying on the gray snake's help.

Let’s first take a look at what the situation is here. If it’s really as Gray Snake said, it shouldn’t be the worst yet.

Unfamiliar things came one after another, forcefully intruding into people's thinking. The raven, who didn't understand anything, thought that judging from the poor mountains and bad waters he had seen before, the indigenous people here were probably not simple either.

"???"

They arrived at the main entrance of the temple. Between the pillars covered with vines and blooming white flowers, stood humanoid machines of a different color from the shaman. There was also a plaque with strange words on its chest, but the color of its body was different from the shaman's.

The shaman was dressed in a pure blue, like the eerie dark blue that only appears in the dark night, while the gatekeepers standing in front of the temple were all dressed in bright white, as if they were wearing heavy makeup. The overly thick white was neither holy nor beautiful, but direct enough that no one could ignore its existence.

The communication in different languages ​​made the raven on the back of the gray snake feel a little bored. This situation of not understanding anything always reminded her of the time when she could not control her own destiny, which made her feel extremely depressed and annoyed. However, in front of the otherworldly and natural temple, such emotions were not allowed.

Those who are angry,

Those who are unclean,

You are not allowed to enter the temple.

The ethereal freshness cleanses the soul, the solemnity suppresses the emotions, technology that is completely different from common sense indifferently surrounds the temple, and the invisible gods are watching over His residence on earth.

Flower petals were scattered and clean water was spread before entering the hall. The raven on the gray snake enjoyed this treatment, as if it was treated as something unclean and was made to look miserable, but strangely, it did not feel any anger, and there was only a stupid calmness in its heart.

The gray snake didn't speak, and the raven didn't speak. Under the shaman's solemn and rigorous guidance, they followed it into the temple. The temple lived up to its grandeur, showing a vastness to those who entered that was different from the outside.

Everything suddenly became clear. The intertwined branches were thick and powerful, curling up in dragon and snake-like tracks on more supporting pillars. The deep, dark green that had been settled over a long period of time was immersed in the floor and pillars, setting off the eternal crystal candles on the high platforms on the pillars and highlighting the faint scene of the dome.

A kind of soil filled with plant roots. The irregular shapes hanging in the air and the dark brown color look like a huge beehive. Most of the hanging branches are ordinary, but there are several special ones that pierce through the corpses.