Honkai, Transmigrating into Otto, Path to Godhood

How could he be so calm???

How could he guess so quickly why I killed him???!!!

Could it be... Impossible, absolutely impossible!

He should have feared me!

He should have admired me!

I killed Otto!!!

I killed him!!!

"I know you're trying to force yourself to accept the end of my death, but I have to say,"

Otto still held his head high, looking down at Jackal, his eyes filled with undisguised mockery even as he was about to vanish.

"You know nothing about Otto."

He turned to dust and scattered, leaving Jackal frowning and lowering her head to hide the ferocity on her face.

"No... that's not right... it shouldn't be like this..."

"My script... wasn't written like this..."

Chapter 31: Cecilia's Outburst

Cecilia stood frozen in place, watching Otto slowly dissipate until he was completely gone.

She tremblingly reached out, trying to grasp him, but in the end, her hand held nothing.

The woman was stunned, her mind blank.

Brother... is dead?

No, no...

An overwhelming sadness surged from the depths of her heart, leaving Cecilia almost unable to resist.

Brother... Otto... Lord Bishop...

She remembered the dependence and affection from their first meeting, the cautiousness and restlessness she felt standing beside him, and the joy and blushing cheeks when they held hands.

She remembered their gaze on the roller coaster, the birthday cake they ate together at night, his warm embrace in the plaza, and the dance that she hoped would last forever.

He liked to show a strange detachment from crowds, telling me it was part of planning the next act.

He liked to ponder quietly, his eyes wise yet lonely in the dark night.

He once held my hand and promised to protect me for a lifetime of peace.

His every gesture of pampering filled my heart with joy.

Vaguely, Cecilia remembered that long ago, when she was just discovering love, he entered her world, giving her the same feeling as this year.

That lingering feeling, she seemed to have cherished for many years.

Ha, how ironic, as she recalled it, the re-emergent beauty vanished like smoke before her.

The woman's eyes reddened.

But she did not cry.

She couldn't cry now.

Cecilia slowly tightened her grip on her lance, clenching her other hand into a fist, her eyes filled with rage as she looked at Jackal, who was frowning at Otto's last words.

The woman took a deep breath.

She bent her body.

She assumed a horse stance.

Jackal finally noticed the woman's movements. She looked at Cecilia, who was holding her lance, and shook her head, a flicker of impatience in her eyes.

But she habitually put on the same act as before, as if something important prevented her from removing her "mask": "I'm sorry, the current Ms. Cecilia is just..."

"Black Abyss White Flower,"

Cecilia ignored her, whispering to the lance in her hand, "Go... fight!"

She turned the tip of her spear, appearing demonic, and thrust it directly at Jackal's location!

Jackal retreated, and Cecilia lunged forward. As she neared Jackal's chest, she flicked her wrist, sending three spear points towards different locations.

She instinctively blocked, and with a "crack," Jackal stumbled back several steps, her arm dislocated and bleeding profusely!

Cecilia didn't give her opponent a chance to breathe. She stomped heavily on a stone slab with her right foot, using the immense phản lực to leap into the air with a "whoosh." Immediately, she threw her lance, which shot towards Jackal at supersonic speed!

But just as the lance was about to pierce Jackal, the woman looked up.

Cecilia saw Jackal's face filled with mockery and amusement.

Before she could react, Black Abyss White Flower shot into Jackal's chest—and then plunged straight through!

It passed through without a single drop of blood splashing!

And in the next second, the Jackal before their eyes vanished from its spot, leaving no trace!

Cecilia quickly retrieved her lance, knees slightly bent, her heart wary.

Just then, the ground began to shake once more!

That's right, the entire ground, the Thames River, all the buildings within sight were shaking!

"Fine, if that's the case, I have no choice but to fight you with all my might, Ms. Cecilia."

As a hoarse voice rang out, a giant snake's head emerged from where the lance had just pointed.

The giant snake's heavy head flicked its long, thin tongue, its body swaying, its hard scales clashing with a metallic sound.

Its two fangs were like spearheads, occasionally dripping green liquid that corroded black scorch marks on the ground!

A silver light emanated from its body, but it held no trace of sanctity, only the killing intent of a drawn sword!

"This is my favorite experimental subject—though it should only have a month to live, I think a month is enough for it to bloom beautifully—just like now, facing an S-rank Valkyrie."

"I've privately named it Jörmungandr, and it possesses strength comparable to an Emperor-class Honkai Beast."

Her voice grew louder as she spoke, and by the end, her seemingly humble words could no longer hide her inner madness.

"The previous battles meant nothing. It was just a routine Honkai Beast cleanup, something I could do too. I only brought them out to distract you and make Otto underestimate us."

"But now, the real battle is about to… why are you attacking all of a sudden?!"

"Too much nonsense."

Cecilia said coldly, then reversed her lance, thrusting it towards the great serpent's eye.

Jörmungandr dodged, its tail whipping up and slamming towards her.

"Fine, Cecilia, if that's how it is, I don't mind Schicksal losing a Bishop and an S-rank Valkyrie at the same time!"

The Jackal's furious roar echoed along the riverbank, filled with a murderous intent that had clouded its judgment.

Neither Cecilia nor Jörmungandr paid any mind. The woman and the beast clashed, and in a mere few minutes, they had exchanged hundreds of blows!

The woman dodged the attacks with innate skill, piercing Jörmungandr's body with her silver lance.

Some of the lance's thrusts were blocked by its hard scales, but many found their way into the gaps between them.

The great serpent roared, its dark red blood falling to the ground. Its massive tail thrashed back and forth, further devastating the ruins that were already unrecognizable. Nearby buildings collapsed with a roar, dust and debris flying everywhere.

Suddenly! Jörmungandr seized the moment when Cecilia was off-balance and lunged to bite her!

The venom landed on the ground, instantly creating a huge pit, but the woman successfully dodged it. Her eyes fixed, she spun around, her lance whistling as it thrust into the serpent's eye!

Large splashes of blood and semi-transparent fluid erupted, but the venomous fang also managed to bite her instep, piercing her combat boots. Had she not dodged in time, those massive white teeth would have gone right through her foot!

They separated, and Cecilia stumbled backward, only stopping when she leaned against a building.

She stood with her back against the solid structure, struggling to control her breathing. Black and red blood stained the ground, and the silver of her lance gradually dimmed, like a candle flame about to be extinguished in the wind.

But Jörmungandr didn't make a rash move. It circled the woman, its neck bulging, occasionally letting out a "hissing" sound.

Silence, an eerie silence, permeated the ruins.

This wasn't to say there were no sounds; in fact, even the people and Honkai Beasts at the center of the battle were making noise. But all the creatures present felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to breathe.

It forced them into silence.

"Black Abyss White Flower… Damn it, Otto is truly lenient with high-class individuals like you."

The Jackal's voice rang out, its tone attempting a forced calmness, but beneath it, a hint of jealousy was undeniable.

"But you're already heavily injured, Ms. Cecilia Schariac. I think—if it were me, I would be trying my best to escape this place right now, return to Schicksal, and maintain the overall situation with Ms. Amber."

"Your words clearly aim to shake my resolve," Cecilia finally replied, "but..."

She gently twisted her injured foot and then leaped high.

"I've slain too many mere Emperor-class beasts!"

Chapter 32: Void Archives: I've Got You Now

"Rita Rossweisse."

"Bishop?"

The man with blond hair and green eyes crossed his arms, looking at the brown-haired Valkyrie with a smile, his expression displeased.

"I'm starting to suspect that Durandal's rapid growth over the past two years has something to do with you."

Rita's smile was a little awkward as she obsequiously lowered her hand that had been pinching the boy's face. "Bishop… why are you using a different body…"

"Should I be using the one in your hand, only to wake up and find myself being manhandled by you?"

Otto's voice carried a hint of gritted teeth.

"Well… but when you weren't in control, this body's center of gravity was unstable…"

"So you held him in your arms?"

"Yes… yes."

"So what's with the face-petting?"

"……"

The man silently looked at Rita, then at the young boy's body she held in her arms.

It wasn't as if he hadn't foreseen this—well, he had used this body precisely because of Rita's fondness for cute things.

As for the reason…

"Never mind, this is also part of my plan," Otto looked at his young boy body and shook his head helplessly. "I've foreseen everything."

He made a gesture in the air, and a golden light appeared on his fingertips before fading.

A flicker of understanding crossed the man's eyes, and he asked, "How is Cecilia?"

Rita brought her hand to her ear, and after a period of communication, she replied, "Miss Amber said that Madam Cecilia is currently fighting an Emperor-class Honkai Beast and has the upper hand."

"Just the upper hand?"

Otto frowned, but he wasn't overly surprised.

"She should be fine over there, so what about you, Rita?"

"Rita awaits your command."

The woman gently steadied the young boy's body and replied with a bow.

"The mission to protect this body has been completed…"

Otto raised his finger and twirled it in the air again, the golden light appearing and disappearing just as before.

The man looked at his wrist without any surprise. As expected, it was empty; the cross bracelet that was there had vanished.

"I originally wanted to give you a path," Otto sighed. "But… there are always people who make me less ruthless. Truly, I'm grateful."