A journey of Shadowverse and Honkai Impact 3rd

Seeing this horror movie-like scene in the dimly lit environment, the emotions were so intense that a not very steady soldier almost resorted to force.

"No, it isn't. There's no trace of Houkai energy on it."

Roland Inka quickly suppressed the soldier's impulse, and his well-intentioned release earned Dan's response.

"I am indeed not a monster, nor am I a creature related to Honkai. As an alien, I am happy to establish contact with you. This will be of great help to my mission."

"Let me introduce myself. I'm the Prism's Golem, my name is Dan. I came here by accident, but it seems that as a world behind an alien space node, this place is also worth exploring."

Dan briefly recounted his origins. His identity as an alien matched his slender body and strange appearance. Although he didn't explain much, it was enough to gain people's trust.

"I see, you're an alien? My name is Roland Inka, a soldier from the Inka Republic. Given the special circumstances, I hope we can coexist peacefully. On behalf of the Republic, I'm also willing to have some communication with you, Mr. Dan."

Thus, before Sera and the others arrived, Mr. Dan's wonderful adventure in the world bubble began.

238. Like a dream

Let’s not talk about what Mr. Dan will encounter in the world bubble, but in reality, the event that Sera is waiting for is about to happen.

- If an organization discovers that an employee is missing or a major accident has occurred at the workplace, what measures will they take to investigate the accident?

And if this organization is called the World Serpent, then what strange technology will they take out from the inherited legacy to achieve their goals?

Misterlin's knowledge of pre-era civilizations is limited to the fragments she knows. People who sit in a well and look at the sky cannot see the whole picture of the sky. Only the courage and curiosity in their hearts push them forward.

In a short while, they arrived.

The appearance of the stairs was reflected in Misterlin's eyes. Beside her was a familiar colleague, his figure covered by a black hoodie, and he exuded a gloomy mystery.

However, without the umbrella, Misterline always felt that something was missing and he was incomplete.

A group of fireflies guided the direction of progress, the spiritual light was extremely soft, and the flying trajectory was surrounded by silver-gray light, and faint runes revealed the mysteries of magic.

This was the first time that Mistlin and Gray Snake came to the mysterious first node. Although they were not clear about the concept of the barrier node, what they saw and heard clearly explained the importance of this place.

The guiding firefly would not allow them to leave the distance of five meters, nor would it allow them to ask any questions during their journey. In this way, they would not go astray and be torn apart by the dangerous areas.

The mana here is very abundant, and the blessings of nature have been circulating in it for a long time. Even ordinary things that are originally lifeless have silently awakened their consciousness, whether vague or clear, in the nourishment.

The artifacts are similar to domestic dogs. They are very familiar with the breath of their masters, but have a cold attitude towards unknown outsiders. The magic book containing profound content has turned into an invisible taboo. Even if it is a familiar person, it will be difficult to read it.

Misterine had a feeling that as she walked up the spiral staircase and stepped onto the flat ground, many eyes were cast at her in the workshop.

On the wall, the illuminated runes flickered ambiguously, deliberately leaving some corners in primitive darkness.

In the darkness, the invisible space swallows up the light, giving people a chilling feeling.

Fortunately, the air in the workshop carried a faint fragrance, which was enough to soothe the body and mind of visitors who saw the strange object, so as not to act impulsively due to the horror of the unknown.

"This place is like a witch's residence."

As they walked, Gray Snake suddenly expressed his feelings about this place, which made Misterine tease him.

"If that child hears you say that to her, you're going to be in big trouble, Gray Snake."

"Come to think of it, I remember that some of you seemed to have played the role of witches in history. Haha, I don't know what people think."

"A mysterious mechanical life form that likes to hold an umbrella is actually considered a witch, haha."

Misterlin's laughter echoed in the quiet workshop, washing away the silent silence, and at the same time forcing Gray Snake to explain helplessly.

"That individual is not me, Miss Hatagi. Please don't elevate the behavior of one individual to that of the entire group."

The cheerful atmosphere diluted the uneasiness in people's hearts, and it seemed that the prying eyes around them had also decreased. Guided by a ball of holy blue fireflies, Gray Snake and Mistlin walked through the workshop area belonging to the puppets and golems, and finally reached the core magic area.

The fireflies suddenly dissipated, turning into points of light that merged into the mysterious gate, causing nameless lines to outline the faces of the four elements. When the gate opened, a strong wind rushed out from the world behind the gate, exploding like thunder in people's ears and blasting lightning in people's eyes.

The vision of the vast things that had entered people's minds ended there, and when their eyes and ears were clear again, the two new members of the home saw the friendly mentor.

The natural harmony falls on the suspended magic instrument, and the blooming golden flowers and magnolias echo each other, with a restrained bright glow.

The pretty girl already had the beauty of a grown-up, vaguely approaching the bottom line of the adjective "girl". In her, Misterin felt the gentle wind, and the gray snake saw the deep spring.

"Please sit down first. I called you here for something."

Sera said, and there were two sets of tables and chairs in the large workshop. Naturally, she obeyed the order and ran to the two of them with a grunt.

"Here comes the World Serpent's follow-up reaction. Take a look. Can you recognize what this method is?"

The virtual light and shadow gradually solidified, the scattered light particles became chaotic, and finally gathered into a clear picture. It was the primeval forest in June, and the sun was shining brightly at this moment, so it was easy to see what was happening.

The sharp edges and corners of the steel surface condense the hardness of steel and the coldness of weapons. If necessary, the small missile nests loaded inside can immediately explode and destroy all life within more than ten meters. There are four such mechas appearing in the picture alone.

They gathered around a large instrument under construction. As they were moved, numerous components were gradually piled up into the shape of a column, with the sharp top pointing straight to the sky, giving it a sharp feel.

"I don't know." Misterlin gave her answer confidently.

"I don't know." Gray Snake responded calmly.

"I understand." Sera nodded. "After all, the World Serpent is a very large organization, and the technologies it possesses are not all something that you two can identify."

"So, do you have any suggestions for what to do with them?"

Sera's inquiry could be considered a test. Although the mandatory contract was able to restrain the behavior of Gray Snake and Mistlin, mentally, Sera also wanted to see what they thought.

A subtle silence fell, and for a moment, only the moving images explained the passage of time. In such a situation, Sera was not in a hurry, because in the primeval forest outside, corresponding strange things had already served as a fire line.

No one knew what the World Snakes wanted to do, but it was a very simple matter to stop them. Silently, a light mist spread in the primeval forest, like misty water vapor, disappearing as soon as seen and disappearing as soon as brushed.

There were no fluctuations of Honkai energy, nor obvious fluctuations of magic or mana. The secret means between reality and illusion wove a web of nothingness in the forest, silently capturing people's spirits. Even mechanical instruments fell into the ghost's dream without any reaction.

"If we can achieve our goal, there's no need to hurt them, right, Sera?"

"Considering the consequences, I do not recommend that Miss Mentor engage in further conflict with the World Serpent."

Sera nodded, accepting their suggestions. As for how many points their answers would get from her, only the girl herself knew.

At this time, a beautiful Midsummer dream has been born in the human spirit.

239. A Midsummer Dream

There are unknown dangers in the primeval forest.

All the World Serpent members who came here to carry out the mission knew this.

The disappearance of the feathered rabbit and a gray snake is not a major scientific research accident, but it is also a rare major event in the world of snakes in recent years.

Therefore, everyone who knew the inside story was extremely alert and paid close attention to the movements around them. Suddenly, it seemed that such bizarre things as trees being able to talk would happen in their mental imagination.

Perhaps, only cold robots will not have random thoughts. They will always be doing mechanical loops in their intelligent programs, jumping back and forth between task execution and task completion, with no peace.

And it was in this vigilance that the silent accident happened.

"Building such equipment in multiple locations across this forest at the same time is a massive undertaking, no matter how you look at it."

After saying such emotional words in the area she was responsible for, the woman who had wandered outside and experienced all kinds of worldly work still chose to return to the embrace of the snake. The reason was quite straightforward.

There is no other reason. Compared to working hard to open a tavern or do other service industry jobs, the World Snake gives him more and can quickly make his dream come true and build a home of his own on a small island.

"Whether they can achieve their goal remains to be seen. Whether an unknown enemy defeated them instantly, or whether they were caught up in a terrifying natural phenomenon, we have no way of knowing."

The black hooded man holding the umbrella spoke calmly to Raven, the World Serpent cadre in charge of the battle, in the voice common to all the gray snakes.

"Perhaps, as the Jackal speculated, there might be some kind of alien dimension here, a sudden window of time and space leading to an unknown and mysterious area."

His short gray hair and rosy red eyes were hidden beneath the hood, and his black and gray close combat uniform was also concealed beneath a cloak with a burgundy lining. As a security guard responsible for safety, Raven held a terrifying weapon in his hand.

A pre-era God-killing weapon based on the Herrscher core and composed of nanomachines called Soul Steel. Its name is "Seven Thunders of Purification" and it stands at the pinnacle of civilized armed forces as the key to the third god.

"I don't care about that. To put it bluntly, if it's just an enemy, then it's fine, just destroy it. But if it's a natural phenomenon, then the Jackal should find another way."

"I'm an armed man, not a scientific researcher."

His words revealed his dissatisfaction with a colleague. No matter what, Raven still couldn't feel much affection for the Jackal. The character of the so-called mad scientist was really not appealing to him.

"Whether it's true or not, we'll know after the instrument is debugged."

Many gray snakes are distributed throughout the primeval forest. Thanks to the existence of the gray snake network, communication between them is extremely fast, seemingly faster than lightning.

"I hope so."

The communication between the World Serpent cadres ended here. The unchanged primeval forest was still as peaceful as before. When faced with large-scale outsiders, even the overlord of the forest was restrained by the fear deep in his genes, enduring hunger and staying away from the many standing incarnations of death.

"The debugging of the instrument went very smoothly, and there were no abnormalities anywhere. However, this is also a critical moment."

The gray snake holding a black umbrella spoke in broad daylight, but there was no response to what she said. Needless to say, the silent woman was already highly concentrated. If there was a moment of movement, the divine key in her hand would immediately explode and shatter things into atoms.

Although this only requires the consumption of special projectiles and will cause certain damage to the Key of God itself, compared to the terrifying attack power, all of this is not worth mentioning.

"The Jackal was right. Instrument analysis shows that there is indeed a special space-time window here..."

The columnar instrument emitted invisible waves. Multiple devices manufactured with more advanced technology were interconnected in different parts of the primeval forest, and a vague node was discovered in the abstract concept of time and space.

At this moment, the Gray Snake's words stopped abruptly, and the Raven's body began to move quickly...

It was only because of the sudden appearance of a strong smell of death, an invisible death, just like people cannot look directly at God. A terrible invisible thing raised its sickle to harvest life. Even though there was no image in the visual sense, the instinct of life had already revealed the horror of the invisible one.

Carbon-based creatures, silicon-based creatures, all souls that can be classified as life have felt the fatal threat. Even the cold-blooded mecha has turned on the rampage overclocking mode at this moment. The violent collapse energy seems to make the mecha explode in the next moment and turn into sparks in the primeval forest.

What is this! ?

As an armed person, Raven felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation, as if the noose had been tightened around her neck. All she could do was struggle in vain before death, trying to please the invisible executioner.

The mind and the weapon immediately synchronized, and white-purple spots of light reappeared in the eyes of Raven, who was urged by instinct to move away from his original position. The God's Key in the form of a sniper rifle opened up a shooting perspective beyond three dimensions for the user in its own way. Thus, in a vision that was very different from that of ordinary people, Raven discovered the true form of the invisible object.

The twisted space, a group of moving spatial folds, or to be more vivid, it can be said to be a big cold mouth.

Damn, what's with the Jackal's crow's mouth? This isn't an enemy in the normal sense at all. It's more like a natural phenomenon. Even if it's the Third Divine Key, how can it shatter space itself!?

It would be better to replace it with the Second Divine Key made for the Herrscher of the Void core!

This was what Raven was thinking, but his finger on the trigger was very fast. Regardless of whether he could do it or not, the most powerful means of attack in Raven's hand was the Seven Thunders of Purification. If sniping didn't work, then there would be no need for other means.

A flash of lightning flashed by, and the special man-made projectiles shattered everything in their path. All matter, including the atmosphere and the earth, was shattered into basic atoms. However, facing the anomaly from space, this attack was ineffective.

Suddenly, Raven heard a resentful laugh that was full of the smell of villains. The mysterious big mouth of space bit down instantly, and the incomparable darkness it brought enveloped Raven's body and mind, making her follow in the footsteps of the gray snake and the mecha.

Ah... So this is how Hato and Gray Snake disappeared...

I'm afraid I really have to say goodbye to the villa island this time... My dream...

"Between reality and illusion, it can be both real and illusory. This is what we call a dream state."

"Well, I've already written the script for this drama. If you want, you can add a few more characters now, but it needs to be reasonable and not disrupt my original script."

In the workshop, Sera asked everyone present, like a narrator who had temporarily closed a storybook, looking forward to everyone's participation to make this story more colorful.

Misterlin shook her head. She was more curious about the start of the play than about being an actor. She didn't know what kind of dream Sera had painted for them.

Xilin, who came to join in the fun, picked up the popcorn bucket, and her look of watching the fun said it all.

Only the gray snake sighed and said, "Forget it. Miss Mentor has already prepared my role. From now on, I can only stand on this side of the forest."

"Hmm." Sera smiled. "Then, let's begin their story. First, let me tell you how it all began~"

"It was a barren land of hills and plains. The vast land was dark and without sunlight. Above the sky rolled dark clouds, churning with thunder. Everything was buried beneath the deep ash, and there was no peace..."

240. The Eternal Wasteland

In the ancient wasteland, the endless wind blows endlessly. Through the occasional flashes of lightning in the sky, the people living there can distinguish the surrounding scenery and find the direction to move forward.

[And for outsiders who are involved for the first time, this can be said to be a terrible world. ]

[However, due to the involvement of fate, they were forced to seek a possible entrance and exit under the pressure of survival. However, on their way to seek life, the former residents of this land had already opened their ominous eyes...]

This was the narration of the story. The originally pleasant female voice suddenly became eerie and terrifying, causing the purple-haired girl to pause while eating popcorn. When she was not paying attention, a lot of snacks were stolen by Misterine.

Sera smiled to maintain the atmosphere and quietly enlarged the projected image, turning the huge dream into a show for everyone to watch.

And now, it is time for the actors involved to wake up.

.........

Chapter 1: Newcomers

Just as the narrator said, an endless gale was blowing across the earth, and the dust soaked in blood contained a sense of despair after burning out, like ashes clinging to an unknown bloody substance.