A journey of Shadowverse and Honkai Impact 3rd

Calling to the hunting dog with the same name as himself, the old hunter Xumi's thick old face lost the coldness of hunting and became more calm as an elder, and the dark dog also expressed its obedience by licking him.

So, the hunters who had put down their hunting rifles and the hunting dogs who had put down their fangs, together, set out on a journey to seek the permission of paradise.

They didn't know where the mysterious being that had just appeared lived, but in this strange forest, there was an unimaginably tall oak tree standing majestically, like a green mountain peak, or a majestic pagoda. Just looking up once would make one never forget it.

They headed toward the oak tree, crossed a gurgling stream, and saw otters building their homes. Their clumsy, obvious choice of location showed no sign of vigilance and was obvious enough for predators to see.

The old hunter shook his head and thought that if he didn't live here, he would have become a predator's meal if he were outside.

He picked up some not-so-fresh branches on the ground, walked to the stream with his hunting dog for some unknown reason, and then threw the things on the ground. The otter who was building the house straightened up, and looked at the approaching two-legged beast and dog with a pair of dark eyes in confusion.

If it were in the past, the otter would have run away long ago, but in this forest that has changed for more than a month, this clever little guy has long adapted to the changed forest life and is accustomed to his retirement life of running around and building a house as he pleases.

The otter jumped forward, weighed the weight of the branch with its little paws, and reluctantly accepted it, picked up a series of building materials, and ran to the small nest by the water like a fly. It dug a few times, and when it returned to the hunter, there was an ordinary nut on its paw.

"Yingying?"

After chirping a few times and seeing that the silly two-legged beast didn't move, the speechless otter put his things on the ground and ran to his unfinished nest in a flash. His diligent figure vaguely exuded the aura of an architect and artist.

"Oh! This is its thank you gift to us!"

The old hunter slapped his head, and put the nuts on the ground into his jacket pocket with sudden realization. In the eyes of the hunting dog, his happy expression was as if he had caught something big.

"Wang Wang."

The dog made a sound as if it wanted to eat.

"Go away. Instead of giving you food, I might as well try to grow a tree."

The old hunter shook his head quickly, his look of disapproval seemed to be full of pure childishness.

The rest of the journey went smoothly. Although there were many glances from the trees, there were birds and squirrels on both sides that did not need help. They looked at us like strangers and then looked away. The extremely real atmosphere made people wonder if they also had the same intelligence as humans.

The towering oak tree is strong and sturdy, and the trunk supporting the lush crown is so big that it cannot be measured by several people hugging it. It is more like a house of 100 square meters. The first sight of it makes people feel awe and feel deeply impressed by the wonders of nature.

"Have you made a decision?"

The ethereal and sacred sound appeared again, but the holy light and shadow from before did not appear. Instead, a sturdy and muscular moose jumped down from the tree. The breath that came to the face was awe-inspiring and clear, revealing the rhythm of a new life.

"Yes, I hope to stay here and become an ordinary resident."

"Outside, I'm just an old man struggling to survive, relying on killing people to make money. But here, at least I don't have to fear death, and I can regain my confidence in the future."

"I believe this place can create a brand new me and two brand new Abels, so please allow me to join you, you and the residents here."

The slow words were full of emotion, and the emotions from the heart made the old hunter's words full of tenacious will. Sera, who knew everything behind the scenes, had her own conclusion on this.

For the first time, the holy blue mana appeared in front of the hunters in the form of tangible wind. As representatives, the moose Winster and the oak Baltek will witness the joining ceremony of the man and the dog.

"Recalling your own name and your own life, when your signature appears on this contract, you will be accepted as a resident of the forest."

The old man Abel looked at the contract drawn with runes. The holy blue color was so awe-inspiring and inviolable that he felt his heart hanging in the balance. But immediately, his uneasy mind was placed in the tranquil forest, because before the contract disappeared, Abel's bright name had been branded on it.

"The contract is established. You are now part of the forest dwellers."

"Welcome, two Abels. You can call me Ihan, which means mentor. I believe that with your joining, the paradise will be more worthy of its name."

Sera made up a name to make a distinction. She didn't want to be worshipped like Lord Y'ktrasil when she walked in the forest in the future.

At that time, she could directly explain clearly that everyone respected Ihan, what did it have to do with her, Sera?

114. Desolate Land of Death

"call."

The silver-gray light illuminated the living room, making the girl, who was still lying motionless on the mattress, particularly conspicuous. Her delicate figure and milky skin were exceptionally beautiful, like the Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale.

However, Sera was able to wake up on her own without any external help. After several days of adaptation from the thorn forest of phantom pain, she finally regained all her mobility and was able to perform normal movements as before.

The arrows that follow will be even more difficult to endure.

The immature brows gradually relaxed, and the girl who stood up had an estimate of the future in her heart. Just speaking of the trial of not killing, she roughly knew what kind of pain the fourth and fifth arrows would bring to her body. She was afraid that by that time, immortality would be a joke.

The contact of air with my skin brought out a burning pain, the lungs felt an innumerable piercing sensation from the influx of air, and my nerves constantly nurtured the tormenting pain of pulling while diligently working...

If the pain is so severe that you have no desire to live, then even if your body is still alive, it is no different from death.

So, how tragic would it be when the sixth arrow hits the body?

My thoughts fell into a chaotic void. No matter how I thought or simulated, I could not infer the extent of the pain of reaching the end. If I had to describe it with a description beyond words, perhaps, transcending death would be the only way to describe the weight of that pain.

This trial is really a very negative one. Although I was a genius to think of using the trial to stay alive, it doesn't stop me from blaming my younger self now.

People survived, but life became increasingly difficult.

"I can tell it's a very difficult thing. Fortunately, I'm not the one who has to bear it. The physical pain alone was enough to make me suffer before, let alone this trial you're taking on."

Xilin's thoughts were transmitted through the mental channel, and Sera made a joke about it.

"Sirin, if you feel sorry for me, then how about we switch? According to my speculation, if you become the real dominant personality, then the trial can be transferred to you."

"Thank you very much. If you want me to feel so much pain, just say so. I'm having a very easy time now, so it's not convenient for me to take on your burden."

Even though she couldn't see, she could imagine Xilin's unhappy and complaining expression. Sera smiled lightly and trotted into the doll-themed workshop on her small and beautiful bare feet.

A wide variety of semi-finished products are piled up on one side of the workshop. They are made of wood and have human-shaped outlines. When the number increases, the things piled up in the corner have the ability to bring fear in the dark. If experiments on spirits are also conducted, it is possible that the possessed dolls will really move and turn into the horror dolls in urban legends.

Still haven't reached the level of that master.

She routinely checked the pile of semi-finished products, hoping to find evidence of her misjudgment and thus obtain a complete doll that could be used for production. However, Sera's actions were doomed to be futile. Apart from confirming that she had not made any mistakes, she only felt depressed.

When will I be able to successfully create my own little sister puppet?

If Ochis is successfully produced, I can leave all the management matters to her.

It has to be said that laziness is a major driving force for human progress. Sera, who has anticipated that the affairs of the park will become more and more complicated, has been trying hard to restore every detail of Ochis' design in order to avoid death from overwork. However, without the last design, she is still stagnant in the gift of life and the creation of the soul.

What method did the alchemist master use in the end?

Her fingers slid across the magical wood, and the unspeakable depression of facing the gate but being unable to step in gradually filled her heart. Deep in thought, Sera couldn't think of a solution for a moment, so she asked the sages in the forest for a solution.

Now, it is not enough to just fleece Teacher Thrandal. There is only so much stuff on the elven sage, and you can’t dig out any more.

With the help of the nodes of the barrier, Sera used her vast mental power to observe everything. After adjusting the actions of the golems in the workshop and ensuring that there were no problems with the alchemical fertilizer assembly line, the relaxed girl returned to her nest and closed her eyes on the soft bed.

"Xilin, don't play too crazy when you're outside."

"I'm just collecting materials and getting inspiration. When the time comes, you'll wear the clothes I design. What do you mean by going too crazy..."

Smiling, and not paying attention to Xilin's explanation, Sera, who was ready to face the forest scene, noticed something was wrong as soon as she opened her eyes.

The smell of rust wafted from the damp wind. The ominous sky was covered with gloomy dark clouds. From time to time, flashes of lightning flashed, illuminating the desolate world.

The wreckage of machinery and the ruins of houses stood tall like an unsightly tombstone, silently standing in the silent night. The cold temperature and dilapidated scene made Sera think of only death.

It's not a forest, but a direct entry into an unknown world...

The blue eyes seemed out of place in such a world. The penetrating gaze saw the tower of corpses piled up by machines and also swept across the collapsed residents' homes. Temporarily, Sera found traces of modern civilization from the unspeakable ruins.

It feels like exploring treasure in a dangerous place. However, the air is filled with a distinctly dead atmosphere. Although there is magic, its ominous nature is undoubtedly closely related to death and darkness. The dense negative energy is like the miserable howl of life, constantly echoing in the gray world.

This world is completely different from the forest.

The holy mana dispelled the layers of darkness, and a fiery and warm light source rose from the earth to the sky, illuminating the urban scene that had long since become a wasteland. While clearing people's vision, it also attracted the undead wandering in the world.

Human skeletons grew on mechanical bodies, terrifying screams mixed with the friction of metal, and the flying monsters still retained the functions of their former weapons. The gathered magic light was eerie and terrifying, carrying waves of destruction and decay.

It shot out with a bang and approached quickly at the same time, its sharp claws ready to strike. The twisted monster that looked like a machine and an animal rushed forward with a click. Its seemingly ferocious performance stopped cleanly in front of Sheng Qing's wind and thunder.

"Oh my, it seems your biggest reliance is numbers. Seriously, if it were an ordinary person with such an excessive scale, they would be exhausted sooner or later."

A sour clicking sound was heard from the surrounding environment. The debris, awakened by the stillness and fresh vitality, stood up one after another, rushing madly from the underground, from the ruins, and from the sky. The eerie and terrifying phenomenon was enough to take away people's courage.

However, this does not include Sera, whose Mana is equally excessive in size.

115. Scavenger Team

The thunder was shining, just like the light of divine punishment wielded by the hands of gods. The astonishing heat was flowing in the space like the sun, illuminating everything as bright as day.

The hurricane was roaring, like the mighty breath spewing out of a giant dragon's mouth. The sharp force cut through the fragile bodies of the undead like a blade, expelling the haze of death from the world.

As he raised his hand, the spreading magic circle formed fifteen dazzling rings, scattered in the sky illuminated by mana, and endlessly spread destructive wind and thunder to the ground and sky. The magician at the center had a calm look in his eyes, and the gathering magic tide and magic sea were reflected in his blue eyes.

Machines, flesh and blood, corpses, and undead, magic and science fiction dance together. The giant shadow flying across the sky has the outline of a dragon, and the aircraft breaking through the dark clouds is wrapped in a strange green light.

I didn't bring the Green Sprout Staff with me, so if I use magic to annihilate them, I'm afraid my endurance won't be enough.

The demonic tide is being eliminated every moment, but its continuous momentum is endless. Even if they all cannot break through the wide-area magic circle, the big evil spirits that appear at the end of the field of vision may not be able to break through.

The pale green light seems to emerge from the abyss, and the tall giant has sharp edges and corners. Although the body made of steel is rotten and ugly now, it must have been bright and dazzling in the past, and it is a technological weapon running on the earth.

But now, it has become a breeding ground for evil spirits and has lost its nobleness as a sharp sword of civilization.

Tune, unfold, start.

The invisible mind penetrated the veins of space, and the outstanding pupils locked onto the giant shadow rushing towards her. Whether on the ground or in the air, it was all reflected in Sera's eyes.

Click.

Before they were even far from the dazzling light, the rushing giant shadows encountered a sniper attack from space. The hole that tore through time and space expanded instantly. Behind the terrifying abyss was an alien dimension whose origin and destination were unknown. In an instant, it swallowed up at least half of the mass of their huge bodies.

"Okay, okay, you win this time."

The sniper shot of the giant shadow in the distance was not over yet. The sharp-eyed Sera had already seen more demonic shadows looming in the distance. She could only sigh and throw down a helpless word before finding a corner of the urban ruins and instantly leaving, leaving the remaining Mana to carry out the annihilation activities rigidly according to the formula on the spot until the dazzling light was swallowed up by the indifferent demonic tide.

On the other side of the urban ruins is an area close to the suburbs. Here, rotten roads and collapsed low-rise buildings form a desolate landscape, but there are no mountains of mechanical wreckage in the city center, resulting in a hint of cleanliness in the desolation, making it a good place for scavengers to settle down.

"What a grand display! In this place that is destined for death, yet I can see such a devastating light. Even I almost believe that there is still hope in this world."

The middle-aged craftsman, wearing dirty work clothes covered with dust and oil, sighed as he held a telescope that looked like it was damaged in battle. Next to him was another man in a coat.

"Gino, did you find anything?"

The man in the coat was thin, and although he looked young, his eyes showed a hint of vicissitudes of life. At this moment, he was using his functions to conceal their presence to prevent being discovered by the monsters that occasionally passed by.

"It's a shame. It's like watching a movie. The brave hero ultimately lost his life in the face of endless enemies, and the bystanders also lost the hope they had just picked up."

Having said that, the middle-aged craftsman named Gino still had a calm expression on his face, without any sadness or sorrow about lost hope. Perhaps he had already made up his mind about this terrible world.

After being devastated by a catastrophe from outer space, the home planet of the civilization called "Ister" was left with only a thick and indissoluble despair, just like the dark clouds that covered the sky, lingering over the planet for a long time, making the outer space that was once dotted with satellites lose its meaning.

"Nicholas?"

Not hearing a response from his companion, Gino put down the telescope in surprise and looked at the man who had been working diligently, but following his gaze, he saw a girl who shouldn't be there.

She was about 1.35 meters tall, wearing a short blue skirt with a short robe over it for easy movement. Her clear blue eyes were looking straight at them, and her gaze seemed to be thinking about something.

"I heard everything you said just now, uncle. It's a pity that the hero you mentioned is still standing in front of you. He hasn't been wiped out by that endless mob."

Pointing at Gino, a middle-aged man with poor word choice, and after messing up other people's thoughts, Sera looked at the man who was always on guard. If she heard correctly, his name was Nicola.

On his body, Sera's transformed eyes saw the outline of the machine, and her keen ears heard the subtle sound of the machine running. In other words, he who had a male appearance was not a living human being.

"Please introduce yourself. My name is Sera, Mr. Gino and Mr. Nicola."

The confident and cheerful voice resonated with the optimism and light that had long been extinguished in this land. The clear voice was like the chirping of a lark, which was particularly pleasant to the ears. It inadvertently dispelled Gino's vigilance, but the man named Nicola remained unmoved.

"I believe you can see that I'm not a native here. In fact, it's true. Due to some accident, I accidentally entered this dangerous place. I wonder if you can help me explain the situation here?"

The polite and beautiful girl spoke like this, and when Nicola frowned, Gino responded first.

"Well, I believe you. After all, if you say there are any natives as cheerful and lively as you in this damn place, I can't believe it."

The middle-aged man patted Nicholas on the shoulder, and the heavy mechanical arm armor immediately deepened the stain on his coat, diverting Nicholas's attention while also relaxing his vigilance.

"My name is Gino, and this guy is Nicola. We're a scavenger team that's come to the surface. If you don't mind, dear brave lady, are you interested in visiting Eyalon? There, we'll tell you what happened on this planet."

It’s a familiar name, but if it really is the mechanical city in Shadowverse, would its surroundings look like this?

Questions arose in her mind, but her expression remained as friendly, gentle and quiet as ever. After seeing through Gino's good intentions, Sera nodded without hesitation.

"Thank you very much, but please don't call me a hero from now on. Sera sounds much better."

"Oh, I understand."

"Hey, Nicholas, go back first. The main force hasn't come out yet anyway."

In response to the mechanical craftsman's words, Nicholas, who was obviously a combatant, had no choice but to say "OK" helplessly, and with a stern face, he began to lead the way.

116. Eyalon Silo