Who's Better at Scheming? / Greetings from the Heart Rocket Launcher

The Final Herrscher was pale, with a trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth, showing that she was gradually becoming exhausted after the repeated attacks and was unable to continue to maintain the operation of her Divine Body.

But Kevin, having fought back so fiercely, was not unscathed either. He was like an ordinary person who had been hit by a high-speed train on the road, and then crashed into the sea, creating a series of waves.

What's more troublesome is that, with the energy affecting his body, he barely managed to maintain his form and ascend back into the air. When he opened his palms, he discovered that the sealing crystal had already turned into dust and scattered into the sea.

Having played all their cards, they barely managed to even the score and gain a slight advantage. The Final Herrscher truly lived up to her name, and Kevin's heart sank.

At this moment, the Final Herrscher also realized the danger of being in a period of fatigue. In a flash, she suddenly appeared above a battleship.

Countless projectiles and laser beams that turned to intercept the Final Herrscher either distorted or detonated prematurely within a meter of Final Herrscher.

Those artificially targeted weapons couldn't keep up with the Final Herrscher's elusive movements. The battleship's thin protective shield was like a piece of cardboard window, easily pierced by the girl's outstretched hand.

The moment her delicate feet touched the deck, the Final Herrscher stepped forward gracefully, stomping her right foot hard. A halo of light bloomed, and purple-red patterns instantly covered most of the ship's hull.

The two squads wearing Tactical Exoskeleton also had their outer Power Armor covered in these strange markings.

Kevin teleported through the air, his Skyfire Greatsword unsealed midway, its raging flames sweeping away the Honkai Beast in its path before slicing towards the figure on the battleship's deck.

Danger was imminent, and thirteen purplish-red crystal pillars appeared around the Final Herrscher, rotating freely to keep the raging flames at bay.

Because battleships are too fragile for Kevin, he can't even unleash the Skyfire Greatsword at 500% power, lest it disintegrate in his hands.

But in an instant, he paid the price for his hesitation. The battleship, corrupted by the Will of God, suddenly turned its cannons around and fired a shot directly at the Moonlight Throne.

Amidst the deafening roar, the Moonlight Throne was caught off guard, its front end blasted through. Thick black smoke billowed from the hull as it wobbled and plummeted towards the sea. The main guns, which had been the primary target, suffered twisted and shattered pipes.

Even though this warship possesses metal nanobots and the regeneration capabilities of the Bronya Herrscher of Reason, it will likely take a considerable amount of time to repair it.

As the gun barrels of the battleship, now under control, swung and locked onto the heavily damaged Hyperion, Kevin acted decisively, cleaving the gun in two with a single sword strike, the thunderous force piercing through the ship's hull.

Instantly, various instruments and equipment flashed with sparks and exploded, and the out-of-control battleship followed in the footsteps of the Moonlight Throne.

With a light touch of its toes, the Final Herrscher leaped toward the Hyperion, its cold golden pupils casting a disdainful and mocking glance.

History has taught them, more than once in blood, that dealing with Herrscher is not about having as many people as possible.

The Final Herrscher's strategy of using the warship as cover made Kevin, who had a slight advantage, hesitant to act rashly. If he continued to be passive, he would eventually lose all his chips!

A whirlwind billowed behind the man as he darted through the air at incredible speed, striking first despite being behind, his Skyfire Greatsword striking forward, an attempt to attack while defending himself.

However, as blood flashed, Kevin stared in astonishment at the Skyfire Greatsword that had pierced the Final Herrscher's abdomen.

In that moment of panic, the man subconsciously forced himself to absorb the fire-attribute Honkai energy from the Skyfire Greatsword, causing his blood to boil and his consciousness to briefly lapse into a daze.

In an instant, four purplish-red crystal cones flew out from behind the Final Herrscher, piercing Kevin's legs and shoulder blades. Clusters of purplish-red crystals spread from the wounds to various parts of his body.

"You really are a good student..."

"Then I must thank you so much, my wonderful teacher..."

Kevin's eyes welled up with tears, and he felt a pang of regret, as if he had shot himself in the foot.

Just yesterday he demonstrated how to exploit people's weaknesses and emotions to manipulate others, and today this deity has delivered a satisfactory answer.

This strategy of trading injury for injury, while seemingly advantageous to himself, actually puts Kevin in a dilemma.

Because divinity is immortal, if the Skyfire Greatsword were allowed to operate at full power, K423, as its host, would likely die. He was even so noble as to be willing to sacrifice his own family for the greater good.

Kevin's instinctive reaction to save his sister's life gave the Final Herrscher an opportunity, and he himself was also severely injured.

"Just as you are incapable of making rational judgments, the Ark of Stars will ultimately lose its way in the abyss of the universe due to the selfishness of human nature..."

The Final Herrscher indifferent and pondered. The thirteen crimson crystal cones behind him, resembling wings, detached from his body and flew out, transforming into sharp swords that shot towards the Hyperion.

Kevin was unable to break free of his restraints for a short time and could only watch helplessly as Hugh's thirteen swords of Chris fell from the sky.

"Valkyrie Mist, start!"

"Connect the six Fusion Reactor! Aurora Slayer power up to maximum!"

Amidst the howling wind, Murata Himeko, clad in a deep red molten core armor and equipped with a mist mechanism, stepped onto the deck. After draining her Honkai energy, she directly connected with the Hyperion's power reactor. With a twist of her waist, a 133-meter-long light blade slashed across the sky.

Instantly, the seven crimson crystal cones were violently severed, and the Honkai energy within them was detonated. A visible crimson shockwave rippled outwards, blasting away the Honkai Beast and arrayed Titan Mecha surrounding the Hyperion.

This battleship, which had withstood several waves of damage, was now suffering new wounds before its old ones had healed. Thick black smoke billowed from its engines as it teetered on the brink of collapse, and the Shaman Mecha supporting its fragile shield were shattered and sent flying from the deck.

The remaining six crimson crystal cones, absorbing the shattered fragments of Honkai crystal around them, grew stronger again and pierced towards the Hyperion.

"Awaken, master of frost!"

"Awaken, defenders of honor!"

At the critical moment, two beams of light appeared, each blocking one side, standing above the Hyperion. The massive knight's lance and the frost-white scythe, accompanied by a solemn murmur, exploded with massive shockwaves.

The remaining six crystal cones were engulfed in the flashes of blades and the shadows of guns, shattering into pieces. The maid Rita and the knight Durandal, dressed in the new generation of Godslayer Armor, rushed out of the blast radius, their driving engines unleashing wings of light, increasing their speed once again.

"Hang in there, we're here to help!"

Durandal's expression was solemn. After knocking away two Honkai Beast blocking her way with her silver-white knight's lance, she tucked it under her arm and, using the momentum of her charge, aimed the blade at the Final Herrscher's vital core.

Rita followed closely behind, her lips slightly pursed, as she raised the scythe in her hand with power, its chilling light gleaming.

Chapter 657, Section 687: Who Has the Deepest Schemes?

"For glory!"

Durandal's gaze was piercing; her long boots crushed the carapace of a Temple-class Honkai Beast, propelling her forward like a knight adorned with silver-white armor.

"For the sake of Schicksal..."

Rita's scythe faltered slightly, subtly shifting upwards in preparation to severely injure both of them. The maid shifted her position, blinked, and a sneer appeared on her face.

St. Freya Academy, Anti-Entropy Honkai, Honkai, your show is over. Schicksal and the Valkyrie will lead the world once more!

In a dark hall a thousand miles away, the blond man gazed at the live footage streaming onto the Illusionary Screen. His pale fingers lightly tapped the Enter key, and a faint, chilling laugh escaped his thin lips.

The darkness in people's hearts, the loathing of being spied on by other humans—a new order requires bloodshed. Rita, tell me, who should I choose?

At the same time, within the fragments of the world, the neural pathways of the Godslayer Armor, which were attached to the spines of the two Valkyrie, suddenly turned red.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! With a slight stinging sensation, countless needles pierced directly into the sides of Durandal and Rita's spines. The two women shuddered in mid-air, their eyes then becoming vacant.

Immediately, with a slight scraping sound, a tube of pale blue liquid was injected into the left arm armor of the two women, and the two Valkyrie and the two figures locked in a stalemate in mid-air were now no more than ten meters apart.

The Final Herrscher continued to reinforce the binding laws, trapping Kevin tightly. When her gaze fell upon the empty eyes of the two Valkyrie, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

As the four closed the distance to within a step, Rita and Durandal suddenly raised their hands.

The man roughly pulled the Skyfire Greatsword from the Final Herrscher's abdomen. Three pairs of wings rippled with light patterns as he kicked the Final Herrscher into Rita's arms, sending both of them flying.

At the same time, thunderclouds gathered, wind pillars swept through, and Death Mist filled the surroundings, with an energy field as thick as an eggshell enveloping the four of them.

The signal disappeared as soon as everyone entered.

Otto stared at the screen filled with snowflakes, his heart pounding wildly in the few breaths. The Queen chess piece in his hand was crushed into dust by his right hand, which was bulging with veins.

Less than five seconds later, a muffled groan rang out, Durandal flew backward with her chest charred black. Kevin, who seemed to have repelled a powerful enemy, couldn't help but look at the empty syringe in his chest.

"Humans are truly a pathetic species..."

The Final Herrscher rose slightly, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth. Her abdominal wound gradually healed, and a mocking expression appeared on her face.

Once she eliminates her immediate nemesis and relinquishes her lost divinity, she will reclaim her throne and curb humanity's curiosity to peer into the abyss.

The southern seas also trembled violently at this moment, and a strong pulling sensation came. The surrounding enclosed space bloomed like a flower bud, and the world fragments that had entered the Imaginary Space finally reconnected with reality.

Looking from afar, the Divine Body that frantically absorbed Honkai energy to repair itself was now completely intact.

The six pairs of wings and the halo-shaped crown coalesced into thousands of crimson crystal cones, each possessing the power to destroy a small city—dangerous yet beautiful.

"This is the time of judgment!"

"It's over, "the Final Herrscher said coldly. With a snap of her fingers, the crimson crystal cones that were supposed to smash into various important human cities actually disintegrated in mid-air, their majestic Divine Body shattering like glass.

The white-haired goddess stiffened, then pulled out the syringe inserted into the back of her neck, crushing the needle to pieces.

At the same time, Honkai energy surged around the Final Herrscher, blasting Rita, who was standing frozen in place, away. The sickening sound of bones shattering kept coming from the maid.

"You deserve to die!"

The Final Herrscher's eyes flashed with golden and blue light, and the divinity that governed her body was being stripped away bit by bit. The girl covered her eyes with one hand, her face cold and crazed, and with the last of her divinity, she waved forward.

The remaining half of the crimson crystal cones, mixed with fragments of Honkai crystals, aimed their tips at St. Freya and the remnants of Anti-Entropy's fleet.

At the critical moment, the Final Herrscher, who had barely managed to condense her divinity, was knocked away by Kevin. The two fell entangled towards the sea, and a flickering Spatial Rift eventually swallowed them both.

Without the support of divinity, the Divine Body formed from Honkai energy collapsed with a roar. Countless purplish-red crystal cones flew to within ten meters of the fleet, disintegrated, and shattered into dust.

The remaining forces of Anti-Entropy and St. Freya, though intent on locating the spatial coordinates of Kevin and the Final Herrscher.

However, the remaining Honkai Beast seemed to have gone mad, launching suicidal attacks, and the already exhausted group could only barely cope.

In the dark hall, Otto tossed a knight and a chariot into the chessboard, while he picked up and toyed with the queen and king opposite him.

As the developer of the [God-Slaying Spear], he was well aware of its effects, and this exchange was well worth it.

As for losing Rita, such a capable assistant... well...

He's survived this long because he never trusted anyone...

In addition, being a scholar is his true profession. He has not truly let go of the Heimdall Laboratory, the Mikoyan Design Bureau, the Babylon Laboratory, the Mist Agency, the Valkyrie Armor, and the weaknesses and scandals of the major supporters of Schicksal over the past five hundred years.

Theresa and Cecilia and her husband never understood that in Schicksal's true assets, the Valkyrie was always just a cheap consumable; he still held more than one card to overthrow St. Freya.

For example, the Fourth Generation Godslayer Armor mentioned earlier has a small safety feature, so he can have as many of these puppets as he wants.

Immediately, a meticulously arranged miniature sand table was laid out, with the SCP Foundation flag occupying a prominent position, forming a strategic triangle with the St. Freya Academy and Anti-Entropy.

Otto gently raised his glass, first inserting an exquisite cross into the left side, a cold smile playing on his lips.

First, you stole the Holy Grail from the Roman Papal Legion, and you still dare to keep the Oracle Nun by your side? Do you really think those religious fanatics will just swallow their anger?

Then, the Lord Bishop casually pulled down the flags of St. Freya and Anti-Entropy and snapped them in two.

Secondly, St. Freya's Valkyrie attacked the founder of the SCP Foundation. As long as a thorn is planted, the alliance will collapse on its own before the matter is resolved.

As for Anti-Entropy, that woman has ambitions that even you can't control. Besides, Welt seems to have appeared in Shenzhou; she probably hasn't been sleeping well lately.

In the end, Otto set his sights on the banners of Schrodinger Company, the Avengers, and Super God Academy, and flicked them into the trash can.

One was busy purging internally, another was busy outwitting and outmaneuvering bureaucrats, and the last one, due to his status, was bound by his own limitations. Moreover, the appearance of Mount Tai Xu was enough to keep them preoccupied with their own problems.

Therefore, as long as I can recapture you and the Final Herrscher, I can still turn this game around.

The figure spoke arrogantly in a low voice, but in an instant, a violent cough caused its straight back to hunch back into the darkness.

Meanwhile, in a small alley in Canghai City.

Kevin's lips curled up slightly as he twirled the empty syringe between his fingers. After playing with it for a while, he conjured a glass tube, held it upright, and used it to collect the pool of blue liquid from the Spatial Rift. He then put the tube in his pocket for safekeeping.

The Mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; let's see who the Winner is.

"Bang!"

Just as Kevin was pondering how to make the game more fun, a figure carrying a baseball bat on her shoulder and swinging a white ponytail skillfully jumped over the wall and landed.

"Shh!"

As the white-haired loli turned around, she noticed the uninvited guest standing by the wall. She immediately shrank back in fright and quickly made a shushing gesture.

Kevin nodded in understanding, then kicked the exposed lower leg back into the newspapers, while looking with pity at the victim whose abdomen bore the shoe print.

"Kallen! You brat, you haven't finished your homework and you still dare to sneak out to play? You're asking for a beating, aren't you?"

Just as the white-haired little girl was marveling at the stranger's friendliness and tiptoeing away, the door swung open, and an Asian beauty in an elegant blue-and-white cheongsam blocked the entrance, carrying a spiked mace and speaking in a chilling tone.

In the eerie silence, the white-haired loli flung her baseball bat away, trembling, to prove her innocence. However, it ended up hitting a pile of waste paper, revealing a pretty face that looked remarkably similar to the little loli's.

"You two, get out of here!"

In an instant, the air froze. The Asian beauty's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and her spiked club flew out, smashing towards the opposite side amidst the howling wind.

The two men fled in panic, exchanging bewildered glances.

P. S.: Father and daughter reunited.

Chapter 658, Section 688: Greetings from the Love Rocket Launcher

In a narrow alley in Canghai City, on the balcony of a Western-style castle, the warm afternoon sun evokes a sense of languor. A white fox cub hops onto the railing for a nap.