Honkai Descends

Bang! Bang!

Jiang Mo and Qian Jun Douluo had already been defeated. The remaining hundred thousand-plus Spirit Hall Empire soldiers no longer had the courage to step forward and stop Ma Hongjun and Oscar, the two Titled Douluo.

"Young... Master... Run..." Blood poured madly from Qian Jun Douluo's seven orifices. He struggled to raise his head, his lips twitching as he forced out a few words.

Ma Hongjun shook the flames from his hand and sighed. "Why bother? Is a crippled god really worth all this?"

Oscar remained calm, though a trace of pity flashed through his eyes. "Qian Renxue, come with us obediently. Otherwise, if Little San has to act himself, you'll have to suffer a beating."

The two approached Qian Renxue from either side. It seemed the outcome had already been decided.

"Your Excellencies, bring her before me. I want to personally meet my dear elder brother!"

Xue Beng's voice came from within the Heaven Dou army. The young emperor wore an expression that was seven parts vicious and three parts excited.

Back then, Qian Renxue had nearly slaughtered his entire imperial family. How could he possibly swallow that humiliation?

Today, Qian Renxue was finally about to fall into the hands of the Heaven Dou Empire. That excited Xue Beng even more than simply killing her.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance. Seeing that their Third Brother had made no move, they answered the emperor, "Yes, Your Majesty."

They had just taken a step.

"Hehehehe..."

A string of mocking laughter rang out. Their steps faltered as Qian Renxue slowly rose from the scorched earth. That laughter had come from "her."

"Little Golden Mane is really pitiful, but it's all right now☆"

She spoke to herself, seemingly not taking Ma Hongjun and Oscar, the two Titled Douluo, seriously at all. Even after standing, she kept her head lowered with one hand against her forehead, looking exceedingly strange.

"What's wrong with this woman...?" Ma Hongjun frowned. "Aren't you afraid?"

Qian Renxue still did not deign to look at him directly. Instead, she raised a leg and took two steps, moving like a toddler learning to walk. "Though it's far inferior to that cockroach... it's enough. At least enough to crush a swarm of ants☆"

There was not even the slightest breeze on the battlefield, yet as she spoke, her golden hair began to drift in the air.

"Your Excellencies, why haven't you acted yet?!"

Xue Beng urged them again from behind. "Bring her over quickly. I want to personally—"

Splat!

Everything happened in an instant.

When a great spray of blood splashed across his face, Marshal Gelong, standing beside the dragon carriage, finally snapped awake as if from a dream. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, his fingers trembling as he nearly lost his grip on his weapon.

When he turned his head, all he saw sitting atop the golden dragon carriage was a headless corpse.

"Noisy ant☆"

"Qian Renxue" raised her head slightly. A strange ripple flashed through her exposed orange-gold left eye. She had clearly remained standing in place without making a single move, yet her words had indirectly confirmed that she was the one who had killed Xue Beng.

Gelong's throat bobbed. His spear slipped from his hand, and his unsteady legs gave out beneath him. He fell to the ground, screaming in terror, "His... His Majesty... has... has fallen!!"

The Heaven Dou army instantly descended into chaos. Only then did Ma Hongjun and Oscar react. The God King who had stood with his back to all living beings also moved, but "Qian Renxue" was faster.

"Qian Renxue, you—!"

Bang! Bang!

She lowered the right hand that had been holding her forehead, revealing orange-gold eyes like those of a god. Her gaze was icy and terrifying as incomparably powerful Spatial Ripples spread outward!!

Oscar and Ma Hongjun vomited blood and were sent flying!

In an instant, the battlefield became a complete mess.

"What... what is going on?"

Oscar clutched his neck, which had nearly been pierced through. Blood slowly flowed between his fingers, while his other hand stuffed all sorts of sausages into his mouth.

Ma Hongjun was equally shaken. In that brief exchange, if he had not pulled his head back in time, he would not have been a bald-feathered bird now—he would have been a headless chicken.

This sudden turn of events utterly terrified every soldier, including those from the Spirit Hall Empire. Hu Liena, who had still wanted to plead for mercy, was so frightened that she sat on the ground, not daring to move.

Wasn't their Young Master already too weak to even truss a chicken?

How had a single look just now severely injured two Titled Douluo?!

Buzz...

Gentle blue-gold light shone down, and only then did the pierced sausage and bald-feathered bird feel somewhat better.

"Retreat."

Tang Shenwang, who disdained bullying the weak with strength, had finally decided to start bullying the weak with strength.

"Third Brother... She, she seems a little off..."

"I know. Retreat first!" Tang San activated his Purple Chicken Demon Eye and stared fixedly at "Qian Renxue," shouting without turning his head.

His voice was so loud that it nearly cowed all the Heaven Dou soldiers. The battlefield before Jialing Pass, where the desperate battle had only just ended, once again returned to a state where war could erupt at any moment.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar supported each other as they retreated. They knew that now, only their most revered Three Pigeons could act.

"Third Brother, be careful!"

Tang San did not answer, but the hand gripping the Sea God's Trident betrayed a trace of unease.

His divine power perception told him that Qian Renxue no longer possessed even the slightest trace of Soul Power. Yet that seemingly fragile body gave him an illusion of extreme danger.

"So you're the one... who bullied Little Golden Mane?"

"Qian Renxue's" voice carried a heavy echo, disdain laced with disgust. "A two-faced petty man... No, a hypocrite."

Tang Shenwang's brows furrowed tightly. A spark of rage hid deep in his eyes as a bloody gleam flowed through them. He stroked his chest and steadied himself.

"Xiao Wu, calm down."

The killing intent temporarily subsided, but his voice became hoarse once more. "You... You are not Qian Renxue. Who are you?!"

Sirin sneered and reached back to touch the left side of her head. A black-and-gold diamond-shaped hairpin slowly took form. "You are unworthy of knowing who I am☆"

She turned her head slightly and glanced at the Spirit Hall Empire soldiers, who seemed to have been frightened out of their wits by her as well. Indifferently, she said, "If you don't want to die, move. Do you really think that fish-fork wielder will spare you?"

She spoke slowly, but every word rang with authority that could not be defied. It was as though an invisible set of shackles had bound every Heaven Dou soldier in place. The Spirit Hall Empire soldiers looked at one another before finally choosing to move.

"Fight! Avenge His Majesty and the elders and worshippers!!"

No one knew who shouted first, but the remaining Spirit Hall Empire soldiers soon joined in.

On the Heaven Dou side, Marshal Gelong came to his senses, drew the sword at his waist, and roared as he commanded the Heaven Dou army, "You will accompany His Majesty in death as well!!"

"Kill—!!"

"Charge!"

The flames of war were reignited just like that.

Sirin watched it all unfold. The corners of her eyes curved upward as she absorbed something invisible. Golden light began to glow around her body, and a pair of wings as thin as cicada wings gradually formed behind her!

Qian Renxue's face, still stained with blood, bloomed with a beautiful smile. Strands of blood slowly dripped between her fingers, making her look incomparably bewitching. Intense killing intent and savagery filled the depths of her eyes, and her voice fell clearly upon everyone's ears.

"Honkai—Descends!"

"Hey, Asura, something seems to have gone wrong. That little girl of the dead suddenly seems to have powered up!!"

In the illusory space, everything around them was filled with hazy colors.

One blue figure and one red figure floated silently there. Before them, the events unfolding outside Jialing Pass were displayed within a massive circular screen.

"Poseidon, I'm not blind!"

The blood-red god spoke in a low voice. His tone was calm, but beneath it lay panic and tremors.

"What should we do... Can Tang San handle it?" The Sea God looked somewhat worried.

The Asura God clenched his fist and stared directly at "Qian Renxue." A trace of unease flickered deep within his divine eyes. "To eliminate future trouble, Poseidon, perhaps we should..."