[In the next instant, Fu Hua threw a punch.
Sirin watched Fu Hua rush towards her. With the pride of a Herrscher and confidence in her authority, she believed that no matter how fast or strong the punch, human power could never penetrate a Herrscher's imaginary barrier.
But a second later, Sirin discovered she was wrong. What came at her was not one punch, but hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of golden fist shadows, raining down like a storm.
The vast majority of the fist shadows did not penetrate the Herrscher's barrier, but one in ten thousand managed to slip through the cracks. Caught completely off guard, Sirin was hit.
A golden fist shadow slammed into Sirin's pretty face, leaving her utterly shocked. In her moment of hesitation, the void barrier collapsed, and countless fist shadows rained down on her body. Although the damage wasn't high, it enraged Sirin.
"Get off me!"
Acting on instinct, Sirin used her most powerful close-range ability—the authority of the Herrscher of Death. In this black fog, everything would be corroded away, but it could not corrode the flames that had been burning on Fu Hua's fists for five thousand years.
"Inch! Force! Sundering! Heavens!"]
"Hua is that strong! Even a six-core Herrscher is powerless against Hua!" Pardo was excited. Pardo was shocked. Pardo was happy.
"So this is a warrior of the Previous Era. It's a complete碾压 (steamroll) of the current era's combat power. I can't imagine how powerful the Herrscher of the End must have been to be able to fight nine of them to a standstill," MEI said gravely.
"No ambition. I dare to imagine it," Mobius said lazily.
MEI was helpless. "Senior Mobius, you don't have to contradict everything I say."
"Hmph." Mobius snorted coquettishly.
[Taking the full force of Inch Force: Sundering Heavens, Sirin fell from the top of Babylon Tower. Without looking back, Fu Hua said, "Lixue, let me borrow the Key of Sentience."
Lying on the ground, Sirin barely managed to crawl up. Her head felt like it was about to explode. She had no idea what had just happened and was trapped in a state of self-doubt.
"I was defeated?! How is that possible!"
At that moment, a fiery red meteor fell from the top of Babylon Tower. Looking closely, it was Fu Hua, holding a sword.
Sirin finally reacted. Rage filled her mind. Furious, she raised her hand and activated the authority of the Herrscher of Wind, a wind blade carving a huge gash on the surface of Babylon Tower.
However, it couldn't hit its target.
Fu Hua landed on the ground unscathed. Seeing her figure, a familiar yet hated feeling filled Sirin's heart. It was a feeling she had experienced every day before becoming a Herrscher, the feeling called fear.
At this moment, Sirin trembled all over. The pride of a Herrscher had been shattered by the one she considered an ant.
"You... you stay away from me!"
The Sirin of this moment had none of the appearance of a world-destroying Herrscher. She was like a little girl afraid of an adult, hoping to use flames three times more powerful than the pseudo-Herrscher of Flame's to stop her opponent's advance.
The flames of the Herrscher of Flame triggered Fu Hua's memories from 50,000 years ago.
When they first met, she was a girl sitting with her knees to her chest. She had extended a hand to her—the path of salvation. But she became an enemy of humanity, a world-ending catastrophe. When the chains of impermanence descended with the storm, the flames were about to be extinguished.
The flames she controlled were enough to burn the entire continent of Australia, but they couldn't leave a single mark on the black armor of Impermanence.]
"Himeko?!"
"Teacher Himeko?!"
"Auntie Himeko?!"
Seeing the flashback scene of Fu Hua, everyone looked at the slightly tipsy Himeko with uncertainty.
"Is that me?" Himeko's eyes were hazy. She moved closer to Fu Hua. "Looks like I'm just a background character. That's normal."
"Hey, hey, Himeko, what are you doing! Don't take off your clothes!"
"Old Timer, you have to control her!"
"Uh..." Fu Hua didn't know what to say.
[It was a 50,000-year-old wish. For 50,000 years, Fu Hua had thought endlessly about how to fight Herrschers. Flame, Death, Void, Wind—no matter which Herrscher, she had long since found a way to defeat them.
Fu Hua raised the Key of Sentience in her hand. Her fingertips traced the blade. A water swallow materialized behind her. This was the Sword Form of Taixuan, Sword Transformation: Rain Swallow.
"No..."
In Sirin's terrified, wide-open golden eyes, the Key of Sentience pierced through her abdomen.]
"I can't play anymore!" Sirin wanted to flip the table. A 50,000-year-old veteran was coming to deal with her, a new Herrscher not even 18 years old.
When she did the voice acting, she hadn't seen the visuals, so she wasn't that angry. But now, seeing the scene of herself going from arrogant to angry, to defeated, to terrified, to being stabbed through—Sirin had never imagined it would be like this. She could already picture Kiana's mocking expression.
Sirin ground her teeth in frustration. She blamed all of this on Yàqīng.
"Hahaha, Sirin, you're so cute."
Bella mocking Sirin was a complete reversal of their roles.
Sirin immediately found an outlet for her anger. She straddled Bella's slender waist and mercilessly tickled her weak spots.
"Hahaha, Si... Sirin, hahaha... My Queen... My Queen, I was wrong, hahaha." Bella was laughing so hard that tears streamed down her face.
"Don't bully Bella," Cecilia said, gently tapping Sirin's head.
"Mama, I didn't!" Sirin said righteously, still sitting on Bella, covering her head.
"To think she really survived for 50,000 years..." Halfway through her sentence, Vill-V's expert persona was suddenly overridden. Her expression changed. "Would you like to see a thrilling and exciting magic show? As a halftime break!"
"Uh, that won't be necessary, Vill-V... Great Magician, let's watch the movie first," MEI said.
"Hey, Su, as a doctor, why are you just watching?" Kevin shouted.
"Although I've studied a little psychology, you're overestimating me if you think I can handle her eight personalities, Kevin," Su said, suppressing the urge to complain.
You want a surgical professor with academic achievements to treat a multiple personality disorder patient that even professional psychologists can't handle?
Hearing the commotion from behind, Sakura turned around. "What's wrong? Did the Great Magician come out?"
"Hi, Sakura, long time no see! Would you like to be my assistant in my magic show?"
"I think I'll pass." Cold sweat trickled down Sakura's snowy-white forehead. Although she knew Vill-V's magic show wasn't life-threatening, she couldn't help but be scared. Among them, only Pardofelis could get through a whole show, because she would faint right at the beginning.
Pardofelis suddenly shivered all over, her hair standing on end. She looked at Vill-V's burning gaze and said, trembling, "Sis Vill-V, why are you looking at me? I'll never go to your room to 'restock' again."
"Pardofelis..." Vill-V's voice was like the devil's whisper in Pardofelis's ears.
"Why don't you ask Miss Pink Elf♪?"
Elysia's voice was like the coming of an angel in Pardofelis's ears.
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