Collapse, survive

To be honest, Rita is more suited to her 'assassination swordsmanship' than Durandal.

Yae Sakura couldn't handle something like Feather Dust.

Then come on, watch closely, I am, no, I am our 'Sakura Dance'.

……

……

"Theresa is down, and the two 'S' class reinforcements from Schicksal are also down. Fu Hua, what are you doing, Fu Hua? That's not something you can do... Fu Hua defeated aliens?!"

Amidst the rumbling of the city, Himeko gazed at the battle high in the sky and hurriedly sought shelter from the aftershocks; being caught in the crossfire would be worse than being struck by a meteor.

'S' class are all monsters.

but……

The situation was constantly changing, and Himeko was a little confused, like a new recruit who couldn't understand it.

But then she understood. It was the witch who had recently caused Theresa to be humiliated in every sense of the word, and then suddenly became completely ineffective after her outburst... and was now suppressing two 'S' rank players.

The scene was so brutal and horrific that it was unbearable to witness, especially Rita's...

He was almost driven mad by the relentless, beautiful, and desolate sword flashes. Every vital point on his body was targeted and then spared. He died countless times in the phantom pain.

We usually call it a father-son situation.

"Damn it, is there no more support? We can't contact the outside world either. Is the technical department of Schicksal neglecting their duties? We can't keep watching."

Himeko rubbed her chest armor, which wasn't fitting snugly due to the damage to her back armor, and adjusted the position of her nipple covers. But there was nothing she could do about her lower body. Her once-clean C-string was now soaked with sweat from repeated exposure, and she almost got a "removal of armor" from her clothes, making her a disgrace to any A-rank Valkyrie.

In short, after getting ready, Himeko, whose armor could only serve as clothing, got to work.

The most urgent thing...

Rule #8 states that surviving Valkyries should voluntarily rejoin their units.

Theresa, what are you doing?!

"Judas, my Judas! Don't die..."

Theresa is composing a lament for fallen flowers.

She wasn't wearing any armor, and Valkyrie armor generally wouldn't provide any significant boost to Theresa; it would only enrich her abilities—for example, flying.

But isn't Judas far better than those others?

The result is now...

"Himeko, you're really alright. The aliens deliberately let you go, didn't they? Or did they plant some kind of self-destruct mechanism on you that, once activated, would cause you to...?"

Duang~

Himeko took a big step and couldn't see the little guy anymore, bumping into Theresa and squeezing her face into a shadow.

"Where are you? Theresa? Where are you? How can we fight our powerful enemy without you...?"

"You bomb-wielding woman, you really have betrayed us!"

Theresa was furious, grabbed him, and pushed him away repeatedly.

This is how their daily life is. Theresa has no demeanor as an academy headmistress and is sidelined by her subordinates. Himeko takes Theresa with her to control St. Freya.

She still needs to take care of this young man.

Theresa's gloomy mood improved considerably: "It's so good that you're alright, Himeko. You look much better too. Did that alien mend your tattered body again?"

"It's an evil control tactic by aliens, but I won't waver."

Himeko looked serious, then teased, "Headmaster, it's so good to see you safe and sound. When you weren't moving, I thought you had defeated your enemy, and I was a little sad... Then I realized something was wrong, and I didn't give up until you fell down."

She knew how to comfort people, and Theresa's fighting spirit was instantly ignited, leaving her speechless.

Himeko was greatly surprised. Was he really that powerful, that he had also taken you down?

Then what is she worried about having hidden dangers planted in her body? The other party could wipe out the two of them, oh, all four of them, all by themselves.

Even with Fu Hua in the center, the commotion was still huge, and she beat someone so badly that they couldn't fight back.

Himeko wasn't too worried about him, even though she was a little sad when Theresa hadn't made a move and she mistakenly thought that she had won.

"How was I supposed to know that the opponent was so strong, and that they were the type that countered me? I almost died in one exchange."

Theresa still feels lingering fear when she recalls Yae Sakura's attack; if it had been just a fraction of a second off...

The knife was only 0.01 centimeters away from her neck!

"But if I had to do it again, I wouldn't fail so easily."

Theresa had this confidence. She preferred close combat not because she was bad at ranged combat, but because it was in this way that she could best unleash the power of the Oath of Judah and her own strong physical abilities to suppress all enemies.

But the strongest is also the weakest.

Just as she was about to be suppressed, she was instantly killed. Judah was cut into a single man, and Theresa, in a moment of distraction, had her blade on her neck. The kind of person who would die if she moved even slightly.

Especially later when Yae Sakura unleashed her killing intent...

But she doesn't seem to be good at long-range combat at all; her range is limited to just one sword.

Himeko looked at Theresa and Judas, who was stuck in the ground in front of her like a 'grave mound,' still waiting for the Soul Steel Nanomachine to repair itself automatically.

"To be honest, Theresa, I don't think we have a good chance of winning."

"I know."

Theresa was also annoyed. It wasn't a matter of whether she should fight or not. Her opponent had already let her off so easily. Would it be ungrateful to go again?

"That's why you should stand up, Theresa."

Himeko, having grasped the situation, felt it necessary to convey more important information.

“Bishop Otto wasn’t on the front lines, so he had no idea what kind of opponent we were facing. Also, the paralyzed Oceania branch hadn’t actually suffered any casualties. We’re just forcing them to truly become enemies of humanity…”

It's not that I can't do it, but that I'm being lenient.

Look at the kangaroo; there's no need for the other party to doubt its capabilities.

Putting everything else aside, if they were to truly become enemies, none of the 'S' class ships that arrived here would likely be able to return.

Theresa was even more annoyed.

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Chapter Fifty-Six: The Crimson Iris Immortal, a Power Beyond the World.

Fu Hua, the immortal, is a beautiful woman with a... robust figure.

This imposing stature stemmed primarily from her demeanor and her seemingly unwavering, resolute will to deliver a punch.

To be honest, I was a little disappointed; Fang Jie would have preferred to see her.

He was dressed in Taoist robes, with an exceptionally beautiful face and a slender figure, and ideally, he would also be carrying a sword on his back.

Imagine how awesome it would be to be a sword cultivator patriarch who exudes supreme majesty and radiates an aura of nobility and mystery!

However, before her eyes, the Shadow Knight Moon Wheel even obscured her deep eyes, and the cold, mechanical aids to her observation were more like tools than people.

Fang Jie, the immortal with flowing gray hair and an elegant and dignified style, was not seen. However, he did see the ruthless machine that struck him repeatedly. In an instant, countless blows landed on every inch of his body. He opened his Inch Heart Fist to search for blind spots, weaknesses, and vulnerabilities.

A pair of fists covered by the 'Grasp of the Void' forcefully surrounded Fang Jie. Unable to break through his defenses, they decisively chose to restrain him, bouncing him around like a balloon...

Fang Jie could even feel the surging Honkai energy flowing as her fists landed, causing the space to tremble and attempting to 'freeze' him.

With such mastery of fist techniques, one can only imagine how powerful and formidable the Taixu Sword Qi must have been at its peak.

But now she can no longer unleash the power of the Void Sword God.

Therefore, it is difficult to break the system down and thus break through its first stage.

Fang Jie did not retaliate, but quietly comprehended the Taixu Sword Qi. The Cunxin Fist Technique, which originated from the same source, and the Taixu Sword Qi ultimately pointed to the same destination: the 'Sword God'—formless and without form, and needing no form, filling space is space itself, omnipresent and invincible.

It is not only people in this world who need to learn and overcome trials, but the same applies to those who seek enlightenment.

He's like an outdated character that modern martial arts novels wouldn't use: a young hero with superhuman strength who jumps off a cliff, finds a secret manual, eats rare and precious herbs, and focuses on mastering his skills, but has no combat experience.

While we have the help of the Crimson Iris Immortal now, there may not be another chance.

Fu Hua continued her relentless attacks...

Every punch, every strike, its trajectory, its landing point, its method of exertion, its Honkai energy dynamics model—before these all-seeing eyes, replicating it would be an easy task.

But that's not enough, far from enough.

Forget its form, understand its meaning.

Fang Jie's learning ability and comprehension were both off the charts. He quickly grasped the knack, which was reflected in his body. His body, which was originally as still as an iron block and was just taking hits, began to gradually keep up with Fu Hua Shangxian's attacks and showed 'reaction'.

One punch refreshes the mind, two punches keep you tireless, three punches grant immortality...

The Shadow Knight, who was already giving it his all, tensed up instantly!

'He's...adapting to my offensive—no, not adapting, he's learning!'

Fu Hua's heart sank. How could there be such an alien?

"Immortal, your fist is hesitating. Is it wavering?"

Fang Jie was able to discern that change, but he was somewhat dissatisfied.

Keep hitting me, hurry up, I'm about to master your techniques even further!

"!"

Fu Hua's heart sank even deeper. The aliens even knew this... what were they...?

A powerful spiritual pressure emanated from it.

It sounds mysterious, but Fu Hua is using the Feather Dust to protect her mind. She suspects that evil aliens have stolen her memories.

Otherwise, would he just stand still and pretend to be a piece of wood?

She had seen the scene of that attack that sent Durandal flying before. That young man was incredibly talented, a rare 'genius' in her memory, comparable to Ying Jie above his level.

Under the Shadow Knight's tactical goggles, those deep eyes looked at Fang Jie. Fu Hua, after a barrage of attacks that couldn't be described as a whirlwind, suddenly paused and changed her starting stance.

A crimson feather emerged, seemingly trying to see through the mist surrounding Fang Jie.

"No, no, my mental defenses aren't strong enough to let you see into my mind."

Fang Jie knew a lot about Fu Hua, so he had no choice but to fight back.

For candidates at the 'S' level, he wouldn't recklessly use cheat codes, restraining himself from employing technological assistance that exceeds the current level of civilization, limiting his destiny stats to the power of the Holy Mark.

"Please advise!"

He then clenched his fist.

"Heaven creates all things, forging them into weapons. If they transform into insurmountable calamities, we repay them with—"

Swing out.

"—A sword that separates worlds!"

This punch, like Fu Hua's, was simple and unadorned, concise yet powerful. In fact, it was 'incredibly slow' in comparison, striking forward at a point far more than a fist's distance from Fu Hua.

Fu Hua, however, decisively dodged.

She was right; the space where she stood suddenly appeared with a pitch-black crack, as if it had been brutally torn apart.

—Sword Qi!

Unlike the Taixu Sword Qi, which has five elements—heart, form, intention, soul, and spirit—it does not cultivate true qi (Honkai energy). Instead, it cultivates the body into a channel for true qi, drawing true qi from the surroundings and allowing it to flow smoothly through the meridians. This enables the human body to manipulate more Honkai energy, ultimately achieving the goal of using the 'spirit' to shape and extend Honkai energy.

Fang Jie cultivates true qi (Honkai energy), not only storing it in his body, but also absorbing and circulating Honkai energy from the surrounding environment without stagnation. It can be said that they are going in opposite directions but arriving at the same goal by different paths.

However, what he sought was not to create a mysterious realm like 'Sword Heart', nor the essence of 'Sword God of the Void', but rather the skills honed by Immortal Fu Hua through countless trials.

Fist and sword as one, their sharpness fully revealed.

Compared to the 'slash' projection, the Herrscher of Thunder's power manifests the corrosive force, leading to the 'severance of the four souls', which is a normal attack without special effects.

It's safe; it doesn't carry any 'philosophical leaks' that even the apex can't explain, or any corrosive viruses. It's just pure Honkai energy.

However, the value was too high, reaching the level of 'Space Slash' with a normal attack... Fang Jie absolutely trusted that Immortal Fu Hua could react.

Fu Hua did dodge the terrifying sword energy, but Fang Jie continued to strike, even throwing punches that were completely unnecessary and had no purpose other than looking cool, as the sword energy was spontaneously shaping and extending.