Hyper-Mutation Factor Awakening

This is the seventh Emperor-class she has encountered.

It resembled a predator at the pinnacle of the Jurassic era, its massive body formed by streamlined carapaces that didn't resemble flesh and blood. The color of its skin was like that of a crystal-clear diamond, and its wings were shaped like giant scimitars, allowing it to soar through the sky in a way that defied the laws of physics.

Those fierce, beastly eyes, ancient and bronze in color, reflected the girl's watery eyes and her earnest gesture of caressing her sword. The vertical pupils trembled, the outer membranes closed and then opened again, spreading a deep crimson color that completely obscured the refracted image.

The dragon, perched atop a skyscraper, sensed the lingering presence of its kind and focused its attention on the person, entering battle mode.

Having survived several life-or-death battles, his honed physical abilities are nearly exhausted.

She adjusted her breathing, and her state of mind became increasingly calm and peaceful.

This was an even stronger opponent than before, but there was no fear or retreat. The three-foot-long sword in his hand grew increasingly hot after being bathed in the blood of himself and his enemy, as if a bloodthirsty demon was gradually awakening.

Fu Hua could clearly feel her bone marrow or blood growing increasingly hot with the change in the sword's edge; the Hyper-Mutation Factor agent was gradually taking effect. She smiled, her clear eyes gazing at the dragon slowly flapping its wings and hovering in the air, and softly asked:

What is its name?

"Ares."

"The name of the God of War, huh? He must be incredibly powerful."

"Ashwatthama's stats are only half of itss, but considering its superior abilities, it's hard to find a match among Emperor-class opponents."

The girl glanced at the increasingly vibrant colors of the patterns on the blade, imagining Yumei Ren slowly blooming upon it, and her mood brightened even more. Her fingertips touched the side of the Soul Steel surface, letting it vibrate and emit a clear, melodious sword sound, her lips moving slightly:

"That's fine."

In the distance, a dragon named Ares roared loudly, seemingly enraged by the enemy's carelessness. It trampled the earth's crust on the isolated island with abandon, the crashing buildings and deafening roars serving as its backdrop and music. Its massive body rose into the air, echoing the dark, cloud-covered sky.

Immediately, the white dragon, with a dance-like, wondrous movement, suspended upside down. In the blink of an eye, its scimitar-like wings slashed down like weapons.

The storms of heaven and earth naturally gathered with its movements, and the dense Honkai Energy twisted and swirled out with immense power. Its wings were as straight and sharp as knives, and lightning and fire intertwined and covered it like feathered robes, as if the whole world was helping it.

Prometheus said:

"Ares is the god of war; when He wages war, heaven and earth bless Him."

"Its dance is like that, resembling Miko's ritual yet integrated into a brief movement, able to envelop its already powerful strength in the grand scheme of heaven and earth, never exhausting itself, but only growing stronger with each battle."

"If the first sword strike doesn't kill Ares, then the rest will be even more difficult."

The girl seemed not to have heard anything. She simply ran her fingertips, which were still resting on the blade, along the edge of the sword. Bright red blood beads spread out like tiny, crimson stars, like lava flowing and meandering over the [Spring Void Roll]. The scorching heat traveled from the metal to the hilt, burning the skin between her palms and permeating her blood, setting her body ablaze.

The Yumei Ren- like texture devoured and absorbed the dripping blood, its spreading layers and brightness deepening until the entire blade trembled with a crisp sword sound without the need for fingertips to flick it. The even hotter temperature surpassed the delicate, white hands, expanding into a distorted visual field that collided with the storm first.

Ignoring the ever-approaching advances, she lowered her eyes and murmured softly:

"Awakened."

Click, click.

Those are the crumpled pieces of old newspapers, the mournful cry of ancient ironware cracking helplessly with the passage of time, and the pain and torment that new things must endure when they arrive.

[Spring Void Roll] shattered into thousands of fragments in a realm of wondrous temperature. In the instant before they were about to scatter, they began to expand themselves as if measured by the distance between them, piecing together a strange yet meandering hundred-meter-long blade as hot as magma.

The girl silently held the [Spring Void Roll] sword, which was no different in weight from the original three-foot blade, neither dodging nor avoiding, and with her tiny figure, she collided head-on with the white dragon's horizontally slashing wings.

The initial roar was like a heavy bell being struck dozens of times before returning to a single channel and bursting forth together.

The soul steel on the edge of the blade, like a discarded burden, cracked again as the lightning and fire spread and clashed with its domineering force. The fiery red patterns, as hot as magma, faded and disappeared, yet a brighter color could be glimpsed through the cracks in the blade, blooming with a magnificent brilliance.

That was a sign of the true birth of [Spring Void Roll].

The collision that held back the momentum lasted only a moment before a sword broke free from several soul steel seals, allowing the next level of sound to fall.

The sword's cry was as light and silent as falling snow, yet as continuous and grand as spring rain.

The white dragon's wings were bursting with Honkai Energy sparks at the point of contact, and then the lightning and fire were countered and controlled, and the storm became an aid to the enemy. The power of heaven and earth that it relied on was seized and plundered by [Spring Void Roll] in an instant, and the burst of power slashed down heavily along the arc of the sword.

The massive body lost its balance and tumbled headfirst into another spot, crashing onto the asphalt road with a deafening roar.

Fu Hua ignored the broken Dragon Wings that had fallen in front of her. She looked at the sword blade in her hand, which had been mostly unsealed, and smiled.

[Spring Void Roll] is thinner and has a more delicate texture than before. The maple leaf-like color outlines several intertwined withered Yumei Ren, and the blade is so bright red that it seems to be dripping blood.

The girl's fingertips were still bleeding, her consciousness was becoming clearer, and the temperature burning inside her body was becoming increasingly scorching. As she Sword Awakening state, the Hyper-Mutation Factor agent gradually promoted subtle changes in her genes, and her flesh and bone marrow were undergoing a silent transformation.

Because of this sword forged from the flesh and genes of Benares, the so-called opportunity and the terror between life and death no longer seem to be important conditions for the activation of the Hyper-Mutation Factor.

Fu Hua could vaguely understand that she was awakening.

This process, thanks to [Spring Void Roll], becomes progressive yet still rapid; every breath seems to elevate oneself, every breath steadfastly strengthens oneself.

Cut it off.

Benares's genes seemed to roar and clamor within her soul, urging her to fight fearlessly and without hesitation.

So, faced with that kind of attack, no option to dodge even came to mind.

Prometheus said softly:

"The Soul Steel seal has been mostly broken, and your genes are awakening. Therefore, the combination of the two directly reproduces Benares's Gene Ability —controlling Celestial Phenomenon."

This is why Ares's abilities were countered: his Gene Ability, which relied on the power of heaven and earth, encountered someone who controlled Celestial Phenomenon. Furthermore, the latter was at the Judgment-class, so its priority was self-evident.

Even without observing Fu Hua's physical body, the super AI understood that her mission had been a success.

If the genes have not awakened, the seal on [Spring Void Roll] cannot be broken, and its internal abilities cannot be used, so the sword cannot cut off its wings.

Before long, humanity will have another true Fusion Warrior.

Once combined with the ultimate crystallization of the Divine Key and the Godslayer Seat, she will compensate for the loss of growth period due to the Hyper-Mutation Factor, becoming stronger than Yae Sakura is now.

The girl smiled and softly recited:

I really like this gift.

The distant Emperor-class Honkai Beast was not seriously injured. The severed wings seemed to have only fueled its rage. Honkai Energy continued to intertwine and spread from the wound, and soon gathered into wings like scimitars. With a flap of its wings, it leaped into the sky along with the wind and soared through the clouds.

Immediately.

The white dragon roared and plunged down.

Its movements were so domineering that they tore through the sky. In a daze, a magnificent flame overflowed and burned from the cracks in its shell. The storm and dark clouds were pulled in by an invisible force, engulfing them and gathering them into an iron armor.

All the elements of nature give way, and the Honkai Energy of energy within and outside the body becomes fuel for progress.

This giant dragon, charging headlong into battle, relentlessly sounded the horn of war against the insignificant humans.

The girl's eyes gradually turned crimson, and her gray hair faded to snow-white as it swayed in the wind. The transformation of the Hyper-Mutation Factor was so fast that it was unimaginable. In just a few breaths, the gene chain had already presented a perfectly harmonious state.

As a result, endless Honkai Energy was absorbed from him like a whale swallowing its prey. The Honkai Energy in the air gradually became insufficient to meet the body's needs. Prometheus manipulated the black box that once contained [Spring Void Roll] to open again, and the Honkai Crystal at the bottom naturally shattered, causing a violent energy tide.

She absorbed everything, yet she could still vaguely sense a hunger coursing through every cell of her body, an insatiable feeling.

The rate of the Hyper-Mutation Factor caused the evolutionary demand, which relies on Honkai Energy, to accumulate at the moment of evolution. Although it is not a big problem if it is not replenished and can be slowly absorbed in daily life, the Honkai Crystal that [Spring Void Roll] usually eats can still promote the transformation process at this moment.

After engulfing the wave of Honkai Crystal, a pair of enormous wings sprouted from the shoulder blades during the gap in the white dragon's charge.

These are Benares's wings.

Fu Hua stood on the horizon almost instinctively. She glanced at the white dragon that had turned and soared towards her without hesitation. Her sword trembled with clear, crisp sounds as she unleashed her ability to control the Celestial Phenomenon, stripping away the armor of the storm and dark clouds, instantly filling its path with numerous obstacles.

[Spring Void Roll] skimmed across the sky like a dragonfly skimming the water, but caused a storm that tore through the dark clouds, allowing thunder to fall from between the storms, causing magnificent flames to rise and burn silently, and letting the cold currents and frost that had frozen the four seasons pass by.

Here.

She lowered her eyes to look at the white dragon, who was already covered in wounds, as he approached her. She reversed the blade in her hand and slashed down horizontally.

The corpses fell from the sky, their Honkai Energy bursting forth like fireworks. A few sparks landed on the hem of her clothes, silently turning into filthy ink that seeped into her Mind Lake, becoming an aid to correct her consciousness. In that fleeting moment of joy for Fu Hua, they landed on her soul, giving her a deeper hint.

The missionary said he would come and personally oversee the arrangements, and he was not lying.

After three days of bewitching and twisting, she had given Fu Hua a subconscious influence that was difficult to detect.

However, to be on the safe side, Flora personally came to Fiji a few days ago, making all the Emperor-class Honkai Beast there an extension of [Bewitchment].

Every time Fu Hua kills an Emperor-class Honkai Beast, the power seed overflowing from it is drawn along the Mind Lake, reinforcing that subconscious command.

And at this moment.

The little girl, completely unaware of what was happening, glanced at her wings with a complicated expression. "Does this mean I'll have to have all my clothes custom-made from now on?"

She landed on the ground and tried to retract the newly formed organ back to her shoulder blade, but found that she could not continue for the time being.

The girl pinched the periosteum of her wing; the tough texture, combined with the faint reaction transmitted to her nerves, made her feel very uncomfortable.

These are undoubtedly real organs, at least sharing the same large nervous system as one's own body.

After experimenting for a while, she discovered that even though she couldn't completely retract her scapulae, the wings, being composed of less than one-tenth bone and mostly thin, delicate, and translucent blue crystals, could shrink into a rather miniature shape and adhere to her spine.

Upon closer inspection of the images taken by Prometheus as a camera, they don't evoke a sense of grotesque horror; rather, they are quite adorable.

This may be because the wings are constructed using silicon-based materials, similar to those of Honkai Beast, and lack the biological feel of flesh and blood, making them appear more like large decorative items.

Immediately, she looked at the eyes and white hair faintly reflected on the blade and felt a strange sense of déjà vu.

This is clearly what Master Su and Udu-dust looked like after their souls resonated, so why is my stable state after Fusion Gene also like this?

Completely unaware that the source of everything was his own little girl, he felt a rather complicated feeling about it.

She suddenly realized the reality that becoming Fusion Warrior could make her ugly.

Previously, I only considered that becoming Fusion Warrior would bring me closer to my goal of helping the other party, but I didn't realize the objective reality that if I became ugly, how could I have a proper relationship with Su Qing'an?

Although she wasn't ugly in her current state, Fu Hua was still worried that the other person might not like it. She silently sheathed [Spring Void Roll] and casually asked, pretending to be nonchalant:

"Are those wings, and those eyes and hair, gone forever?"

Prometheus replied:

"Incomplete Fusion Warrior tend to resemble their original human form during the stable phase, but it is unknown to what extent they can recover."

"The stable stage of a fully Fusion Warrior represents their true form. Miss Yae's ears are the type that won't revert back. However, considering Kevin's previous beast form, Miss Fu, your current situation can also be seen as not having fully mastered your Gene Ability, which is why you can't control them."

"So it's uncertain, but there's hope."

The little girl said sullenly:

"All right."

Why didn't she think of this before? How infuriating!

It's too late for regrets.