A few puppets lay shattered on the ground, all their previous arrogance gone.
The other puppets in the theater fell silent, not daring to make a sound in front of the enraged Bronya.
For no other reason than that the current Bronya was truly terrifying, like a mother wolf whose cub had been harmed, her ferocity unleashed.
They had no doubt that if their real bodies were here, this madwoman would have already lashed out and sent several of her own kind to their deaths.
"I ask you! Who gave you the nerve to lay a hand on my sister!"
The furious girl continued to press, determined to get an answer.
The intense killing intent made the already frigid Theater of Domination even colder, causing the disembodied puppets to tremble.
The wise Herrschers remained silent before the enraged Russian loli, wishing only to protect themselves.
But there are always insects on the ground who dare to face the glory of the Silver Wolf of the Urals!
New puppets appeared in the theater, their features identical to the ones Bronya had just dismantled.
One of the puppets was defiant, sneering at the girl: "Bronya Zaychik, who do you think you are?"
"You're just one of the thousand, same as us. you have no authority to command us, and even less right to be the boss!"
So what if they didn't recognize Bronya's authority and went after her sister? What could she do to them?
You see, while the Theater of Domination in the Imaginary Space was a stage for all the Herrschers of Domination to communicate, in reality, apart from Bronya, no one else had their real body present here.
In other words, Bronya had placed her own weakness in the hands of others, but she had not grasped any means to pose a substantial threat to her fellow Herrschers.
Now...
"You should be the one who's afraid!"
The puppet was arrogant, as if it already had this Russian loli in the palm of its hand.
As if a single command from it would make her go east if it said east, and not dare to go west.
If Bronya did not submit to its domination, it would expose her identity and ruin her reputation!
"Bronya Zaychik, I'll give you one chance!"
Arrogant, haughty, conceited...
It was as if this puppet had single-handedly written the ending to everything.
However, the silver-gray-haired girl just sneered: "Go ahead."
"..."
Such a calm expression made the puppet's arrogance freeze.
Bronya's expression was indifferent: "You can try. If you reveal my identity, let's see who will be sent to the execution block."
"According to the laws of the human world, I have not committed any acts that endanger the personal safety of others or damage their property after obtaining the Herrscher Core."
"At most, my Herrscher Core will be confiscated. I will not receive any other punishment."
An ominous premonition began to fester in the puppet's heart.
"And if we disregard the matter of law..."
The girl sneered.
"My teacher is the first-in-line successor to the Schicksal Overseer, my foster mother once dominated Anti-Entropy, my sister once served The Sovereign of World Serpent, and among my companions are four Herrschers..."
Bronya lifted her chin, her silver-gray eyes looking down upon these ignorant Herrschers of Domination.
"My connections are this strong. What makes you think you're qualified to fight me!?"
At this moment, as the girl listed her background, these pathetic failures finally realized.
Her background was so powerful that the heinous crimes in their eyes were nothing worthy of attention when it came to Bronya.
So what if she engaged in espionage at Schicksal Headquarters? Her teacher was the next Schicksal Overseer; a single word could resolve the issue.
So what if she stole Titans from Anti-Entropy? Not only was she now a high-ranking member of Anti-Entropy, but her best friends were also Herrschers that Anti-Entropy heavily relied on. Some Titans that could only be used against low-level Honkai Beasts, so what if they were stolen?
So what if she became a Herrscher? She had several Herrschers by her side; it was not a big deal at all.
Their attempt to use the fact that Bronya was colluding with them as leverage had been a miscalculation from the very beginning.
Even if she had truly done something outrageous, the position of a tainted witness was waiting for her to atone for her crimes.
Everything for her had been arranged, plain and simple.
The puppet being looked down upon clenched its fists, feeling waves of unwillingness and humiliation boiling inside.
"Bronya Zaychik, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have connections!"
"Sorry, but with my connections, I *can* do whatever I want!"
The taunt filled the puppet with resentment. The gazes from its peers at this moment became daggers plunging into its heart.
Its already fragile mind was completely shattered at this moment. The puppet, ridiculed into losing its sanity, only wanted to reclaim its lost face.
"Bronya! I challenge you to a duel!"
"Just you?"
The girl sneered. "You should be more concerned about yourself."
"What do you mean?"
Before the puppet could react, it suddenly collapsed into a pile of scattered fragments.
Somewhere on Earth, a black-haired youth mercilessly disintegrated a fat, big-eared middle-aged man, looking at the irregular multifaceted crystal on the ground and calmly counting: "The third one."
...
In the Theater of Domination...
The sudden turn of events spread a silent panic through the hearts of all the puppets.
"Wh-what happened?"
That person was instantly ejected from the Theater of Domination, as if something terrible had happened to him in reality, and his internet connection was cut off in an instant.
Some puppets had their suspicions, but in the face of Bronya's awe-inspiring presence, they dared not say a word, fearing they would be next.
Amidst the spreading panic, Bronya said calmly, "You all couldn't possibly think that attacking a Schicksal Valkyrie and a member of Anti-Entropy would come without a price, could you?"
"Towards Herrschers like us, the three major organizations have always operated on the principle of 'better to kill the wrong one than to let one escape'."
"..."
A complete silence.
Taking revenge on the world that had made them failures was certainly satisfying, but when they became the targets of revenge, it was not so wonderful.
Human beings are all double-standard creatures. They can laugh happily when disaster strikes others, but they cannot accept the same thing happening to themselves.
Bronya, who understood human nature deeply, was well aware of this.
But she also knew that this was her opportunity to further consolidate her authority.
Before all the Herrschers of Domination could be caught in one net, these little darlings could not be allowed to die in vain.
She still wanted to see what the power of the Herrscher of Domination was capable of.
"No need to worry too much for now. Those few took it upon themselves to launch an attack on Anti-Entropy. It's only natural that they were tracked down and cleaned up."
As she spoke, a thick sense of remorse appeared on several other puppets.
But Bronya knew that these guys weren't regretting why they launched an attack on Li Sushang and Seele, but regretting why they were the ones who got caught.
They wouldn't give up until they were at death's door, but even then, these guys wouldn't be convinced.
Some cursed, some damned, some resented...
But it was all in vain. Under the watchful eyes of their peers, they were taken away from the real world, one by one.
The scattered parts in the Theater of Domination exuded a silent terror. Every puppet present was afraid of being the next to be eliminated, silent as cicadas in winter.
Bronya spoke at the right moment: "Rest assured, as long as the rest of you don't do something as stupid as unilaterally provoking the three major organizations, they won't have a chance to find us."
This sentence reassured the remaining puppets, bringing solace to their souls.
As long as they remained hidden in human society and stayed put, it would be difficult for the three major organizations to find them.
Don't move, but when you do, make it spectacular!
A consensus to play it safe, thanks to the selfless sacrifice of a few of their kind, was reached among the Herrschers of Domination.
However, just watching the three major organizations brazenly threaten their lives without putting up any resistance was not the style of the thousand.
A vengeful heart and a tit-for-tat attitude are essential qualities for failures.
"Hiding like rats like this, I can't stand it! We should still cause some trouble for the three major organizations!"
a puppet suggested.
"What kind of trouble?"
Someone was tempted, but still wanted to live more. "Don't go causing trouble for the three major organizations only to drag us down with you."
"Start rumors."
That puppet gave a sinister sneer. "We can't personally cause trouble for the three major organizations, but there's no problem with getting on their nerves a little, right?"
The others looked at Bronya. Seeing no displeasure on her face, they finally felt as if they had permission and began to discuss it with this puppet.
"So what should we do? A casual rumor won't be enough to make the three major organizations take it seriously."
The only powers that could influence the world were Schicksal, Anti-Entropy, and World Serpent. Everyone else was just small fry, not worth paying attention to.
The thousand were well aware of this, and also knew it was an important reason why they could hide in human society without being discovered.
Because of the absolute power of the authorities, the influence they, the Herrschers of Domination, could have was limited.
Until the three major organizations felt it necessary to subjugate them, they were at least safe.
Another puppet suggested: "Why don't we spread a rumor that the man from before sold his ass to the Schicksal Overseer?"
"Otherwise, it's hard to explain why Schicksal and Anti-Entropy didn't make a big move after they defected from the Far East Branch."
"..."
Bronya's mouth twitched, as if she was holding back laughter.
Unofficial history records that the Herrscher of Death, Brian, sold his ass to the Schicksal Overseer...
If this rumor really spread, she couldn't even imagine the scene.
The scene was too beautiful to imagine.
Yet another puppet suggested: "Spreading rumors about the Herrscher of Death is too risky. You don't want that guy to kill a few more of us, do you?"
Bronya was full of regret. It was truly a shame that she couldn't see that guy's expression after hearing the rumor about him selling his ass.
"You'd be better off spreading a rumor that the Anti-Entropy Sovereign, Welt Joyce, once sold his ass to the Schicksal Overseer. After all, this traitor of the Honkai was once a test subject in a Schicksal lab, and it would also better explain why Anti-Entropy was able to develop to its current state under Schicksal's attacks."
Unofficial history records that the Anti-Entropy Sovereign, Welt Joyce, once sold his ass to the Schicksal Overseer, which is why Anti-Entropy was able to grow into the world-influencing behemoth it is today despite repeated attacks from Schicksal.
This was all because every time Anti-Entropy faced a crisis, Welt Joyce would go to the Schicksal Overseer and sell his ass!
Bronya: "..."
The Thousand-strong Herrscher was gradually being dominated by pathetic ass-selling literature. Even she, who was devoid of emotion, felt a little sigh for the decline of public morals.
But since these foolish thousand had no intention of causing any more big news, she might as well let them be.
As the discussion grew more heated, Bronya made a graceful exit.
Not long after...
"Damn it! Is this world dominated by ass-selling literature?"
The black-haired youth placed the Russian loli on his lap and spanked Bronya's bottom until it was bright red.
On the computer in front of Brian, the intelligence compiled by the AI was listed one by one.
Nothing important, but a whole lot of weird things.
The Anti-Entropy Sovereign sold his ass to Otto, Raiden Ryoma sold his ass to Otto, Siegfried sold his ass to Otto, and even he wasn't spared...
"Bronya!"
The Inner World Protagonist had never suffered such an insult, to be falsely accused of selling his ass!
"Get this sorted out immediately, or your sister will have to suffer my wrath in your place!"
The girl who had been secretly snickering stiffened, her expression instantly becoming one of righteous indignation: "You... why are you so shameless!"
"Punishment should not extend to family. Don't you understand even such a basic principle?"
The Inner World Protagonist brazenly hitched up his pants: "Bronya, don't forget, Seele is not only your family now, she is also my little wife."
"..."
Bronya trembled with anger, but she had no way to refute him.
Yes, her beloved sister had already surrendered to the Inner World Protagonist's jeans, becoming his little concubine!
"Also, don't forget you've already made a bet with me. On this day next year, you'll have to become my prospective little wife, just like your sister."
The black-haired youth had a matter-of-fact look on his face, making Bronya almost order Project Bunny to punch him in the head.
She, Bronya Zaychik, was a woman with a protagonist's template. How could she so easily bite the dust?
The girl sneered: "Whether you win or not is another matter, but don't you forget that letting me use your Herrscher authority is also part of the bet!"
She wasn't stupid. Only one-thousandth of the Herrscher's power would just leave her at his mercy.
And once she obtained the power of the Herrscher of Reason through the Herrscher of Domination's ability, it would be the day of his death!
Either she gets knocked up, or he gets knocked off!
One of them had to end up with a life being made!
To this, the youth Brian had no objection: "Of course I remember that."
"But!"
His voice grew cold, and even Bronya trembled slightly. "Your rumors this time went too far. Even that Otto fellow was amused to the point of anger."
Bronya: "..."
Man proposes, God disposes.
Who knew that bunch of idiots in the theater would be so reckless as to fabricate any kind of dirty rumor?
But Bronya wasn't the one who did it, so she could only give a perfunctory reply: "I know, I'll go handle it."
With that, the girl clutched her smarting bottom and left the Inner World Protagonist's killing range, preparing to go back and properly deal with the lawless thousand.
After she left, the girl who had been worried about her sister finally deactivated her quantum stealth from under the desk.
"Brother Brian, Sister Bronya, she..."
"Don't worry, she'll be fine for now."
A gentle hand stroked the girl's head, but it couldn't alleviate the anxiety in Seele's heart.
The youth Brian knew this, but had no intention of counseling Seele.
"Seele, you don't want your Sister Bronya to get hurt, do you?"
'Seele': "Seele, move aside and let me handle this. You can't handle his evil!"
Seele: "..."
*Oh no, Sister Bronya's ass-selling literature... I'm a part of it!*
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