A journey of Shadowverse and Honkai Impact 3rd

At the beginning, Xilin still had such a revengeful mentality in her heart, but after being assigned the task, after two or three days, she no longer had the previous indignant passion in her heart. A cold numbness froze her essence like a painkiller, and her dazed brain was filled with heavy work.

Where on the material should the magic runes involving space be engraved to achieve the maximum circuit flux...

What kind of mana and spiritual guidance is needed to maximize the integrity of the rune itself...

How can we complete the task quickly while hiding it from Sera's inspection?

As she thought about it, her soul, tortured by pain, began to try to find a way out. Silin, who was in the magic workshop, stared blankly at the various parts placed in front of her. She felt that everything was so far away from her, yet so close. Hell and heaven were like separated by a thin wall that could be punctured with a light poke.

Then, behind hell is reality. The unsalvageable Xilin trembles uncontrollably in the whistling cold wind of her imagination. The anger she has released turns into vague dreams, which appear in her blurry eyes in the form of pudding, juice, cake, egg rolls, fruit salad, etc.

Take Xilin away! Take Xilin away from this seemingly warm factory!

"What's wrong? Are you too tired? Why don't you continue carving runes? Oh, that's right. My condition has declined to this extent, and the rework rate is so high that I might as well not work."

The "extremely evil" girl came over with light steps. Her slightly taller figure had already reached the threshold of 1.4 meters. With just one glance, she could tell Xilin's current condition.

"Then go and rest, Celine."

The sudden words were deafening, like a catastrophe that caused the sky to collapse and the earth to collapse, or like a happy event that brought rain after a long drought. They instantly awakened Xilin's dried-up soul, and filled her golden eyes with unbelievable and pitiful emotions.

"Really...really?"

"Of course. After all, I'm not a devil. If Xilin gets exhausted, I'll feel bad too."

Sera's delicate arms held her in her arms, and the soft and melodious song she sang comforted Xilin's body and mind. But what Xilin cared about even more was the faint force she felt before falling asleep.

It flashed across the forehead, a weak but sweet force with a pink sweetness, which was the culprit that made people fall into sleep and left no trace. When Xilin woke up full of energy, she would find that the kiss had not changed anything.

The amount of content in the subcontracted project she was supposed to do did not decrease at all, except that there was an additional instruction manual indicating the carving areas, which slightly reduced her workload.

As for why it was engraved in those places, Xilin chose to ignore Sera's annotations at this stage and read them later.

"Yawn."

Multiple sheets of standard white paper made neat rustling sounds as they were written on by at least thirty automatic scribes (magic pens). It sounded like a sleep-inducing lullaby, enough to make workers who had been working for a long time fall into a deep sleep.

"Whoosh..."

It was quietly suspended in mid-air, its weak right hand supporting its right cheek, its closed eyes faintly revealing a hint of blue, its unkempt silver hair spread out in the air, like silver paint, staining a large area of ​​space.

The girl seemed to be half asleep, but the operator's automatic scribes were working with undiminished precision. As an extension of Sera's spirit, they had been working diligently, composing the appearance of the boat.

215. Stigmata

If one had to use a specific shape to describe the appearance of the ship in the design, Serra felt that the term "small space transport module" was quite appropriate.

Movement within the atmosphere relies on the magic circle's taming of the atmosphere to remove wind resistance. Without considering the streamlined shape, the space is divided into various aspects, making it look like a regular rectangular block, which cleverly integrates all the functions required for a fortress.

Including armed counterattacks, space flight, etc., of course, the ability to advance in complex space-time structures is also indispensable. Referring to the three creations she had seen before, Sera followed her own understanding and knowledge to make a defense system that could be called a combat-damaged version.

There is no conceptual defense, nor any pseudo-stellar structure. It is estimated that it can only withstand the space-time turbulence for a period of time. However, conservatively speaking, there is no problem in diving to the node discovered so far.

After all, the scale of observation is not large to begin with, and the place where the coordinates can be locked is naturally not far away. It is equivalent to visiting a friend within a hundred meters. If there is still a problem in such a short distance, it can only be said to be God's will.

"The workload is incredibly large. Even if we build it according to the blueprint, it will probably require multiple experiments. This is like traveling between different dimensions, which is really troublesome."

Opening her eyes, Sera, with a bright look, checked the clear drawings floating in front of her. After confirming that they were correct, she stacked them steadily in order in her hands, forming a mountain-like magic book, which flashed with holy blue light from time to time, looking very mysterious.

"Okay, let's just give Femi, Xilin and the others more burdens. If I don't have someone to share this project with, I'm afraid I'll have a headache myself."

Thinking of her two diligent children and her friends who are constantly improving, Sera's heart is filled with confidence in the project.

If it really doesn't work, I can still go to the deck to explore and ask Laura Mia and the others for help. Didn't the rescued omnic survivor also talk about starships and the like? My special simplified version of the carrier cabin will definitely be no problem.

Just like that, a new wave of blood and gore arrived. After Femi and Ochis' expressionless recognition, Xilin got a meal that made her numb.

Compared to this, what I made before was just an appetizer! ?

The purple-haired girl suddenly felt that it was a mistake for her to study magic hard in order to help Sera.

Why don’t I choose to continue being a cute tailor instead of getting involved in this kind of project that will definitely kill my brain cells!

"Brain cells? Don't worry, I'll personally cook and provide dishes that nourish both the body and the brain. While they may not taste as good as Femi, they'll definitely be more potent than Femi~"

Sera encouraged Celine to keep working hard with a cheerful voice. Feeling that she could use her Potions skills again, her expression suddenly became brighter. In contrast, Celine responded weakly.

"Yes, yes, it would be better if you could stop monitoring my thoughts, Sera."

"Eavesdropping? That's not the case. It's just that Xilin, you are completely defenseless against my eyes. As long as you pay attention, my eyes can see everything~"

In the projects that bring joy to some and pain to others, time rushes towards the future. In the boundless sense of fulfillment, we gain the meaning given by each person and produce the fruit called value.

On May 2010, 5, the weather was sunny.

Mr. Gray Snake wrote a bold beginning in his work log, thinking about how dull today's analysis results would be. He sat in the matchbox he built, with the unpolished wooden floor beneath his body wrapped in a black hoodie.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps on the ground caught his attention.

The fallen leaves were trampled deep into the soil, and the damaged structure made a crisp sound. The breeze blew away the dust particles and other fallen leaves. The traces of human beings were extremely obvious. It was the best news he had heard so far in this primeval forest in Eastern Europe.

"When they told me that they would let you participate in this scientific research activity, I didn't believe you would really come."

The bionic man's iconic umbrella was placed horizontally beside him. The gray snake stood up from the ground and stared at the person who came. Through an open wooden door, the cadres of the World Snake gathered here.

"Hasa."

Her unrealistically white long hair fluttered behind her, revealing a strange blend of blue and purple on the inside. Her distorted pupils were particularly pale in color, yet still contained a human aura.

The curvy figure was a testament to being descended from a certain saint, and the tight combat uniform was decorated with exquisite patterns, making it sparkle wherever it went. The inhuman arrived with a playful smile, his words a touching response to the gray snake's sigh.

"Really? It seems I didn't leave a very good impression on you, so much so that such a small thing made you think I wouldn't come back."

"Because this is just a scientific research mission. Although it has a certain priority due to its possible connection with the Stigma Project, you should have more important things to do right now."

The message that was not revealed in the communication between Gray Snake and Feathered Rabbit was the World Snake's first major plan, the Stigmata Plan. Coincidentally, in the spatial phase corresponding to this primeval forest, its rejection and resistance to the Stigmata space is an unprecedented phenomenon, which may interfere with the implementation of the plan.

"So that's how you think. It does make sense."

The World Serpent cadre codenamed Hato is named Mistlin Shaniat. Her true form is a completed stigmata form that manifests in human form. In a sense, she is an evolved human, or an unknown life form that has usurped human intellect.

"And it just so happened that because the intensity of the rejection and resistance phenomenon has increased, they sent me here to temporarily put down my current work."

After explaining the reason why she came all the way to the primeval forest, the beautiful mature woman began to perceive carefully. As a stigma type, she naturally has a very close connection with the stigma space. It can be said that if the stigma space completely collapses, she will be skinned alive if she doesn't die.

"As expected, their attention is necessary. Although I am also surprised, I have to say that this place is indeed worthy of attention."

After expressing her feelings in front of the gray snake, Mistlin glanced at the unremarkable primeval forest with a strange look, and she felt a vague sense of awkwardness.

"My connection with the Stigmata Dimension has been weakened. It's like a normal radio station trying to conduct interstellar communication across the distance of the starry sea. Distorted noises abound."

"It's foreseeable that if the intensity of the repulsion phenomenon increases again, this place will become an interesting restricted area, which will be quite a headache for me."

216. Extreme Actions

The restricted area that Misterlin mentioned is possible to form. When the intensity of the rejection and resistance phenomenon becomes more intense, this area of ​​the primeval forest will be completely abandoned to the Stigmata space and become an isolated island in the Stigmata plan.

Those who are qualified cannot awaken the stigmata here and connect to their own stigmata space.

Even those who have awakened the stigmata may lose all the magical qualities of being an awakened person here, become ordinary, or even have their lives threatened.

And now, Mistlin had such a subtle feeling, and she believed for no reason that this area would become a terrible forbidden area in the future, causing considerable obstacles to alien beings like her and the Stigma Project.

"It sounds like a particularly serious matter. If not only is the intensity of the phenomenon increasing, but it's also spreading in scope, then it really needs to be taken very seriously."

Gray Snake thought of the worst outcome. Although the current phenomenon seemed to be nothing more than an isolated island that isolated the Holy Mark space, who could know what the situation would be like in the future?

Will it expand from an isolated island into a continent, or will it disappear into nothingness in a short time like a dream bubble?

The World Serpent cannot know what the end point of the phenomenon will be, because they are not even clear about the causes and mechanisms that trigger the phenomenon, so they have no way to make predictions and judgments.

"Mr. Gray Snake, you are quite good at making associations. However, I cannot rule out this possibility either."

"It must be this worry that has them rushing me here from somewhere else to assist you. After all, when it comes to the stigmata, I'm truly the most suitable candidate."

The future was still just a picture in people's minds and had not yet become a reality, so at this moment, Mistlin still had the mentality to maintain her personal calmness. After the greetings, she asked Gray Snake about his recent achievements.

"So, before I came, Gray Snake, did you have any corresponding results?"

That's a good question. Gray Snake walked out of the simple wooden house without saying a word, and silently led Miss Misterlin to the equipment receiving and sending area not far away. He silently presented a series of analytical data and humorously handed it to Miss Misterlin.

The calm and elegant lady narrowed her eyes, pretended to look at it for a while, and then spoke as if she understood it.

"It seems there are no clues."

"I didn't expect Miss Hatagi to know something about phase analysis instruments. Well, in that case, I'll be frank. I haven't noticed anything unusual in the few days since I've been here."

"It's as if everything happened naturally, just like the normal change of seasons."

Without making excuses for his intentional teasing of others, Gray Snake, who was very fluent in changing the subject, stated the result of his own uselessness and calmly accepted Mistlin's subtle look.

The atmosphere became more subtle. Misterlin looked the gray snake up and down and thought carefully. Only then did her beautiful light blue eyes erase some of the helplessness of being teased.

"Is that so? Since ordinary analytical instruments can't provide any clues, let's see what kind of reaction will occur with my help."

Using her work ethic to suppress the slight unhappiness she had felt before, the quick-witted and intelligent Misterlin came up with her own idea, which sounded quite feasible.

"How about I contact the Stigmata Dimension and, in a sense, strengthen the connection between here and the Stigmata Dimension and see what results we can get after the intensity increases?"

"You can try. Anyway, no matter what, you'll just be standing still."

Gray Snake did not refuse, so after the two of them discussed it, the matter was settled. After a day of rest, the new scientific research activity was about to begin at noon the next day.

However, the arrival of Miss Misterlin not only made Gray Snake feel at ease, but also brought about the spying from within the great barrier.

"Let's all pause for a moment to prepare for changes in the outside world. The above is a photo of the barrier observing the outside world. I wonder what everyone thinks. Tomorrow at noon, the two people outside may make a big move."

People held a broad and democratic response meeting in the workshop. Under the chairmanship of Sera, many people participated in this home-style meeting, including but not limited to Femi, Ochis, Urna, Winster, and Baltek.

"My advice is to wait and see, be prepared, and if anything unusual does happen, interrupt it immediately. Before that, we need to make various contingency plans to prevent possible disasters."

"The specific direction I've identified is the destabilization of the barrier. It may clash with some unknown or known entities in terms of spatial phase. I hope everyone can fulfill their duties and calm the residents."

Sera's clear voice echoed in the projection meeting and reached the ears of every participant. Soon, Urna, Winster and Baltek left the meeting clearly to prepare for defense in their respective areas. Among the remaining few people, only two representatives of the Oak Magic Group were still speaking and asking questions.

"Excuse me, Master Instructor, what exactly is the principle behind this method of fixing the space? This will also help us better coordinate our mission when we return to the group."

The squirrel Pimmy holding a small staff, and the lynx Hanmao who added a pair of magic wings, both have eyes big and small with the brilliance of wisdom. It has to be said that with such a huge base, no matter what species it is, there will be so-called geniuses among them who will achieve great achievements in a short period of time.

"Referring to the barrier technique, we can set up multiple nodes to form stable manifolds in space. In other words, they act as anchors in space, thus stabilizing it."

Sera explained the method of fixing the space in a reasonable and logical manner, and then showed the two wizard representatives the magic formula she had drawn up temporarily. After receiving a clear reply, she let them leave first, and gave a not-so-benevolent order to the two homestead contractors, Ochis and Femi.

"Let's put the space-time boat project aside for now. We can start building an internment camp today. Otherwise, we'll have nowhere to put the people we capture. Dangerous people need a place to be held."

"Oh! A cell, I understand. Mom, what do you want to name it?"

Femi asked positively, and Ochis nodded, ready to command the golem construction team under his command.

"..."

Sera fell into deep thought. She did have a few good names for the masterpiece asylum, which was actually a prison cell for her family...

Azfut? Eternal Academy? Or... Mystarcia or something?

"Let's go with Azfut. For the Azfut shelter, we'll build a two-story building first. I'll be in charge of the subsequent magic circle restrictions."

"Okay, Ochis and I will start working now. We'll report to you later~"

Everyone left one after another. After the projection meeting ended, Xilin's faint voice rang out beside Sera, which made Sera stunned for a moment.

"I think I've seen this woman before."

217. "Cecilia"

"Have you met Xilin?"

Sera's voice was filled with curiosity about this fact.

"Hmm... I saw a Valkyrie like this before when I was still the Herrscher of the Sky. I remember her name was Cecilia."

Celine's expression was very complicated. Her face was a mixture of nostalgia, recollection, disbelief, and other emotions, with both gloom and tenderness. Under Sera's gaze, she began to talk about the Cecilia she knew.

The Valkyrie, armed with a lance, originally stepped onto the battlefield as a countermeasure to the Herrscher of the Sky, but in an illusion that played with her mind, she warmed the revengeful Siren with her kindness and tenderness.