Collapse: Start as a Mimic Herrscher

A mouthful of blood spurted out in front of her. It was the blood of a Valkyrie who blocked the attack of the opposing Herrscher for her.

Her name is Sif, a destiny A-level Valkyrie. After the speech half an hour ago, she rushed to Marseille with the rest of her colleagues.

She only had a vague idea of ​​what a Herrscher was.

Although the database repeatedly explained how terrifying and dangerous the Herrscher was, she still had some doubts in her heart before she saw it with her own eyes.

Now she fully understood the terror of the Herrscher, which was achieved at the cost of the sacrifices of more than a dozen A-rank Valkyries.

Although the Valkyries tried their best to launch round after round of attacks, these attacks posed no threat to the Herrscher and were not even a tickle.

On the contrary, the Herrscher's counterattacks seemed random, but each attack could cause severe damage to a Valkyrie.

However, what was puzzling was that the Herrscher did not seem to attack them with all his might, as if he was deliberately toying with them.

Faced with such a situation, the Valkyries felt extremely frustrated and helpless.

They realized that even if they tried their best, they could not compete with the Herrscher.

But they did not give up, but continued to fight tenaciously, hoping to find a glimmer of hope.

The Herrscher watched them struggle in a playful manner, enjoying this cat-and-mouse game.

"Puff!!!" Another Valkyrie lost her breath in front of her, and the air was filled with the smell of rust.

Sif looked around and found that she was the only Valkyrie still standing.

It was like a nightmare. She and the other Valkyries rushed towards the Herrscher like moths to a flame, but their efforts seemed meaningless and the damage to the Herrscher was minimal.

The Herrscher hooked her finger at Sif. She was addicted to this game of destroying other people's hopes.

Sif gripped the sword tightly in her hand, and the blade flashed with a faint light.

She gritted her teeth, a firm determination flashed in her eyes, and then she rushed towards the Herrscher who was standing not far away.

There was a scornful smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had already seen through Sif's fate.

Sif's steps became faster and faster, and her body gradually merged with the sword.

Every breath she took was full of power, and her eyes revealed a belief that could not be defeated.

As she approached the Herrscher, she swung her sword and attacked her enemy with endless rage and desperation.

"boom!!!"

After a loud bang, Sif was knocked flying and hit a telephone pole, looking very miserable.

The Herrscher controlled the lightning and pulled Sif over again. She turned her crazy face towards Sif with a mad smile.

Sif's struggle was meaningless, and the team fighting against the Herrscher of Thunder seemed to have failed.

But hope always comes to Sif so unexpectedly.

The Herrscher of Thunder dodged a fist that was coming towards her from the side, and then stared at the oncoming person with an unfriendly look on her face.

Earlier, in the floating city.

Otto walked onto the podium and the Valkyries on the side saluted him one after another.

"Your Majesty Bishop!"

Otto slowly walked up to the podium, his eyes as sharp as a hawk as he scanned the Valkyries below the stage.

He cleared his throat, as if to put all his strength into the sound.

Then, he began his speech in a firm and righteous tone: "Ladies and gentlemen, I stand here today to convey an important message to you."

He paused, allowing his words to sink in.

He then continued: “The world we live in is facing an unprecedented crisis.

The threat of collapse is growing, and the future of humanity is at stake.

The devil has invaded our homes, killed our loved ones, and destroyed our cities, thinking that we would be afraid so that it could easily destroy us.

However, it is wrong. It is at this moment that we cannot retreat or be afraid!"

His voice became more and more passionate, and every word he said was like a torch, igniting the fighting spirit deep in the hearts of the Valkyries.

"We have been preparing for this moment for the past five hundred years, to tell it that humans will no longer be slaughtered by it.

Our strength comes not only from combat skills and weapons and equipment, but also from our inner beliefs and courage! "

Otto's eyes swept over each Valkyrie, his eyes revealing his trust and expectations for them.

“The strongest Valkyrie Cecilia is back, and she will bring us victory.

To the north, there are people who need our help.

And in the south, our respected commander, Cheng Lixue, will lead us to defend every inch of land."

His speech resonated with the Valkyries, their faces were filled with firm expressions and their eyes were shining with determination.

"So, let us unite and work together. I, Otto Apokalis, will join you - and fight the devil to the death!"

Otto's last words exploded like thunder, and the Valkyries burst into warm applause.

They felt his encouragement and understood their responsibilities.

At this moment, their morale reached its peak and they were ready to fight for the future of mankind.

In the distance, in a corner that no one noticed, Fu Hua looked at Otto on the stage, thinking that there was some truth in these words.

Time goes back to the present. The Herrscher of Thunder put Sif down. The gray-haired woman in front of her, wearing a light brown coat and a black and white plaid scarf, brought her great pressure.

Fu Hua just took a step forward and then threw a punch in an ordinary manner.

This punch seemed to have no power at all and could not even be called an attack.

However, the Herrscher of Thunder felt an indescribable sense of danger approaching.

She instinctively wanted to dodge, but her body seemed to be restrained by some force and she couldn't move.

At this moment, she was surprised to find that the punch in her eyes was not a real punch, but an illusion caused by countless punches thrown at the same time!

These punches were as dense as raindrops, and each punch contained amazing power and speed, making it impossible to dodge.

The Herrscher of Thunder widened her eyes, and fear surged in her heart. She had never seen such a strange boxing method, nor had she ever felt such a strong pressure.

"Friendship's Face-Breaking Fist, Return Your Beauty Fist, Five Tones Fist..." A voice was dubbing for Fu Hua's attack.

The Herrscher of Thunder took Fu Hua's attack head-on, but her Herrscher's physique only meant she suffered some minor injuries.

She waved her hands and flashes of lightning burst out from her hands. The entire space was filled with this violent energy.

Suddenly, a huge thunder dragon roared down from the sky, with dazzling lightning flashing on its body and emitting a heart-pounding aura.

The thunder dragon pounced towards Fu Hua with its fangs and claws bared, continuously spitting out several thick bolts of lightning from its mouth with a power that could destroy the world.

Fu Hua did not dodge or evade, but watched quietly as Lei Long came in front of her.

The Herrscher of Thunder narrowed his eyes slightly, vaguely feeling that something bad was about to happen again.

"Oh, Fu Hua, are you so sure that I can stop it?" Lu Ren appeared in front of the Thunder Dragon. He tapped it lightly a few times, and then the Thunder Dragon exploded on the spot. The aftermath did not even affect Lu Ren and the others.

"Nonsense, isn't that what my teammates used?" Fu Hua said, hugging her chest. "You still used it. Are you planning to make the same mistake again?"

"Then you have to ask the original body. I'm just a clone." Lu Ren glanced at the Herrscher of Thunder and said.

Fu Hua also looked towards the Herrscher of Thunder, memories flashing in her eyes.

"You haven't forgotten how to deal with the Herrscher, have you?"

"I've forgotten everything, but I can't forget this!"