Clutching the severely twisted rod, Siegfried's arm muscles bulged. With a force that could almost shatter his teeth, he once again jammed the rod between the track and the wheel.
He was going to derail the train!!
The Herrscher finally understood the answer Siegfried had given.
But how could one person possibly match the weight and momentum of a train? Even with that rod...
BOOM—!
Suddenly, a loud noise brought the Herrscher's attention back. And in that fleeting glance, she saw a scene that would be etched into her memory for life.
The front of the train really did fly up... even if it was only a small distance off the tracks, it really did leave the rails...
Was it the already deformed iron rod that did it? Or...
It was Siegfried's arm.
He had actually stuffed his own arm directly into the junction between the train and the track!
The physical strength of a Kaslana had always been monstrous... and Siegfried was the best among them.
The moment his arm was crushed to a pulp, Siegfried fell from under the train. And in that moment, Siegfried had a proper point of leverage.
He had lifted the front of the train by ten centi—a miraculous ten centimeters!
Siegfried's body was instantly crushed, and the train successfully derailed. It plowed through the ground outside the tracks for nearly a hundred meters before coming to a stop.
The dead... there was only one.
The crushed Siegfried himself.
The Herrscher suddenly raised her hand in agitation, extinguishing everything here, leaving only a pale-faced Siegfried standing in place.
"You're insane!" the Herrscher didn't know why she was speaking to Siegfried with such emotion.
Siegfried, having come to his senses, shivered as his body relived the sensation of being crushed. It was clearly not a pleasant feeling, but his eyes still burned with the same heat the Herrscher had seen before.
"How about it? Everyone was saved, right?" Siegfried's thumbs-up was trembling. He eagerly looked at the scale behind the Herrscher. "See! Isn't my heart lighter than that stupid feather?!"
The Herrscher belatedly turned her head and looked at the scene Siegfried was pointing at.
The feather had fallen.
Yes... the feather had fallen... it was heavier than the heart.
"Why..." the Herrscher looked at the scale in confusion, questioning it. "Why... did he succeed?"
Such an absurd answer, such an unrepeatable result, why was it recognized?
She didn't understand... she had to question her own power.
The scale's only answer was the result.
The next moment, the surrounding scene shattered, and the feeling of substance returned to Siegfried's body. He instantly sprang up from the ground, his face covered in cold sweat, and took several steps back before raising the Star of Judgment in his hand and aiming it at the Herrscher.
The Star of Judgment's charge was only halfway complete. At this moment, if he raised his hand, a fully charged [Judgment] would be aimed directly at the dazed Herrscher.
But Siegfried hesitated... his finger froze on the trigger, his gaze fixed on the Herrscher.
"No... this isn't right..." the Herrscher raised her hand to her head, swaying on her feet as if she was about to fall.
But the threat in front of her forced her to look up and face Siegfried's muzzle.
"Who... are you?" a crack finally appeared in the Herrscher's hollow expression. She stared at Siegfried, as if to imprint his figure into her eyes.
"I..."
Just as Siegfried was about to answer, suddenly, he and the Herrscher both looked up in the same direction.
BOOM—!!
The house next to the Herrscher exploded! Amidst the flying building materials, Siegfried saw a small golden figure rush towards the Herrscher.
"What did you do—" Bianka's voice was filled with unconcealable rage. A peculiar power surged in her small fist. Siegfried couldn't understand it, but the Herrscher could clearly feel that it was Honkai energy!
"—to Aizahár!!"
This was Bianka's full-force punch. To Siegfried's shock, the punch landed squarely on the Herrscher's face. The next moment, the Herrscher was sent flying, crashing through several houses before stopping in a pile of rubble.
"Hol..." Seeing this, Siegfried subconsciously wanted to say something to express his feelings, but he managed to hold it in, not because of his good manners, but because he suddenly realized that the Herrscher was no longer in his line of fire!
He had hesitated for a reason. It was because he could have shot the Herrscher at any time that he had hesitated. But this situation was truly beyond his expectations... wait, why was "Kiana" here?!!
But Bianka's attention was only focused on the direction the Herrscher had been sent flying. She tried hard to suppress the turmoil in her body caused by her anger.
That punch was the result of her inability to hold back. The anger in her heart seemed to have triggered the beastly desires that had been suppressed. Bianka only felt a voice constantly echoing in her ears.
She knew she should suppress her anger, but the moment she saw Aizahár's tragic state, the anger in her heart surged uncontrollably.
Kill her... kill her...
"Kiana!" Siegfried was still in combat mode. He could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Bianka.
By the way, did Cecilia make the clothes a bit short?
Bianka did not respond to the name. The sound of falling rubble was heard.
The Herrscher walked out of the pile of rubble with a grim face. She first glanced in Siegfried's direction, then looked at Bianka.
What a heavy sin!
With just one glance, the Herrscher saw the overwhelming aura of blood on Bianka. It was a substantial sin that could only be condensed after killing countless people.
But because she had just met Siegfried, the Herrscher still took another look at Bianka.
The overwhelming sin was not fake, but her heart was pure, just like Siegfried's...
Purity and sin... how could these two things exist in one person at the same time?
The Herrscher frowned tightly. In just one short day, she had encountered two such exceptions.
No... if one person was an accident, then with these two people, she had to seriously consider whether the problem was with herself.
But she couldn't ignore the sin in front of her. So she raised her hand and aimed at Bianka.
The power... did not activate.
Was... was the power short-circuited?
A hint of confusion and panic suddenly appeared on the Herrscher's face.