Honkai Impact 3: Deadwood

"Ha... Huh~"

Thinking of this, the girl took a deep breath, then tried her best and shouted loudly to the back in front: "Don't lose! Captain, blow him up!!!!!!"

Hearing the cheering sound coming from behind him, the corners of the young man's mouth curved up a little knowingly.

"This time, I have to win."

The young man thought this in his heart, and then——

The ripples on the lake reflected the killing sword in the young man's hand.

Just a moment before both sides were about to thrust out their swords, the young man suddenly took a step forward and rushed towards him faster than the moment it took to thrust out the sword, and even at a speed that was enough to leave an afterimage on the spot. The puppet in the distance.

“Ooohhhhhhh!!!”

The calm lake surface danced wildly after some black shadow passed by, and the long black blade was stabbed at the puppet with all its strength by its owner like the Dragon of Izumo. But what everyone did not expect was that just before the captain touched the puppet. In front of him, when he was about to pierce his chest, a crisp metal collision sounded in the ears of everyone in the middle of the lake.

The unreserved thrust with all his strength was ruthlessly blocked by the sword blade coming from the side. The owner of the blade was about to activate the puppet of "Absolute Sword", but at some point, he had completed the change of moves.

Like a hunter disguised as prey revealing his true face, the puppet said in an emotionless voice: "It's over."

"!?"

In the young man's disbelieving expression, the puppet who blocked the sword also took a step forward and slashed at the captain with a sword. The captain hurriedly pulled back the deflected sword blade, and actually slashed through the puppet's body with one step.

The actual feeling of the strike did not come from the hilt of the sword as imagined. What the captain struck was just the afterimage of the puppet.

When the captain noticed this, one, two, three... a total of twelve outlines of dark gray afterimages had surrounded him from all directions on the ground and in the sky.

Almost at the same moment, twelve figures moved and attacked the young man in the center of the encirclement with different sword moves.

"!!!"

"Three Thousand Flowers Drunkenness" - Although it was both created by Zhi himself, this "One Dream and Fourteen Autumn" killing move is almost impossible to prevent without any preparation and only rely on temporary reactions.

You know, even the current S-class Valkyrie Rita Rossweisse, who was taught this move by "Destiny" himself, can only reach the "Seventh Autumn" with full power when using Honkai Energy. The degree, which was later simplified, was one of the most famous and gorgeous killing moves that Rita mastered: "Judgment".

The captain knows this better than anyone else, but if he is slower than the opponent for a moment, he will definitely lose.

As a result, the long black sword seemed to have become part of the young man's right hand. As the young man's figure approached its limit at every moment, it successfully blocked one after another deadly attacks from the twelve afterimages that hit its master. .

The sharp dark eyes swept over everything in the field of vision. The autumn of twelve years came like an instant and passed like a moment.

Thirteenth Autumn——

The thirteenth attack... came from the front of the captain. The afterimage of the long sword pierced his face, but only passed by the captain's ear. The long sword in his hand came out of the clouds and easily pierced the afterimage. body.

When the clear autumn of the thirteenth year enters the nothingness of winter, it is the time when three thousand flower buds that are singing and dreaming are about to wake up. And this final fourteenth autumn seems to bury all the awakened flower buds in the cold winter...appearing behind the young man.

This last unstoppable sword seemed to announce the puppet's victory. The sharp sword fell on the young man's head. Defeat and death were inevitable.

But the slightly cold autumn wind of fourteen years failed to reach the captain after all.

When a few strands of neatly cut black hair dispersed in the wind, the young man who turned around to avoid the last sword at the critical moment drew out the blade at his waist with all his strength, slashed across the puppet's waist, and the long sword passed through the puppet's waist. The body flew through the air, bringing up a burst of snow-white waves.

……

…………

Fourteen years of autumn have passed. Autumn has passed and winter has come, but spring has not yet arrived. The real feeling of being struck still does not come from the sword blade in the captain's hand.

"...?"

The hem of the young man's clothes fluttered slightly, which he had never imagined, the wind blowing in the fifteenth autumn.

When Zhi, who was more familiar with this move than anyone else, thought that Fourteen Years of Autumn was all, and slowly lowered his hand holding the sword blade in a brief moment of relaxation, that was the moment when he was most vulnerable.

Beyond the original shackles of "Three Thousand Flowers Drunkenness", success or failure is determined by a real blow that is unexpected for "Zhi" and with all the strength devoted to it. This is also... what "Zhi" will do.

At this moment, the puppet, which had tried its best to show the limit it could reach in its memory, finally appeared in the air behind the young man's head.

The captain did not take any action, but turned his head in confusion to look at the pitch-black sword behind him, which was so close to his eyes, and the face that showed no emotion from beginning to end... exactly like his own.

Yes, everything is in vain, and the captain's defeat is certain.

……

But in a daze, the puppet seemed to see the young man smiling, but that was impossible, because at this moment, "Zhi" who could not take the sword must be at a loss, so he was not sure whether it was just his illusion.

"…Ah."

"?!"

However, it was not an illusion. In the puppet's sharply contracted pupils, the almost frozen blank expression on the young man's face disappeared, replaced by something he couldn't understand... as if he had expected all of this and could calm down again. But the "hunter" smile.

The dark sword tip soaked in the lake water streaked across the sky, leaving a silver arc made of water in mid-air. This was only a real battle, and it ended with the swing of the sword in one of the two people's hands.

When the arc of silver water shining with sunlight dispersed, the clear lake surface disappeared in the blink of an eye. Kiana and Xilin, who had not seen what happened at all, had returned to that familiar area when they opened their eyes again. of ice and snow.