Honkai Double Transmigration, Taking Xilian to Honkai Impact 3rd

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"The third arrow..."

"Witness it with your heart!"

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31. Shattering Welt's head with one punch!

The world shattered in an instant.

Like a mirror cracking, like waking from a dream—yet Jiang Cheng knew clearly that all of this was real.

His left hand.

Starting from the end of his shoulder, in that area that had long since lost all sensation, something suddenly surged up from the abyss-like depths.

Nerve endings were shredded, mangled, and incinerated.

They transformed into a towering, scorching heat.

Every inch of flesh was burning, every bone was being forged, and every drop of blood was boiling. His density increased at a perceptible rate; muscle fibers snapped and reorganized in an instant, forming a structure thousands of times tougher than before.

The essence of his self was rewritten; the foundation of his body was replaced.

Beyond science, beyond human intellect, beyond every shore that civilization could reach—this was a miracle that existed only in myths.

An inconceivable thing.

-----Manifesting-----

And this was merely the beginning. The flames that seemed intent on burning every inch of his body spread with an unstoppable posture, filling his entire being.

The mere faint sparks overflowing from his pores contained a quality and quantity of energy sufficient to awaken the most primal fear within any living creature.

"--?!"

Welt's pupils contracted violently.

The fear of biological instinct stemmed from the recognition of one's own inferiority. It was like a sheep looking up at a wolf pack, like a herbivore facing a predator—even the courage to resist was stripped away, leaving only the instinct to flee.

He could not understand.

In those eyes that had once been filled with arrogance, there now remained only a clear, incomprehensible confusion—

He could not understand why a bug he could have crushed like a pest just a moment ago was now exuding such a terrifying aura.

And that blood—why had it turned gold?

"You... what exactly have you done?!"

At this moment, Jiang Cheng opened his eyes.

Those eyes had transformed into the color of molten gold, like the scorching sun hanging in the sky, like a galaxy inverted, making it impossible to look directly at them.

Lowly creature! Existence at the bottom of the food chain!

No response was needed.

------Kill!!!

"Lowly trash. You base artificial human—enjoy the treatment that follows!"

Jiang Cheng slowly pulled his left arm out from the distortion of space-time.

That left hand, which had just been hanging at his side, necrotic and covered in purple veins, was now being replaced by another color—

Gold.

Not flowing gold—to describe it with such a thing would be a blasphemy against this existence. It was something hotter and more turbulent than gold, surging beneath his skin like lava—

Crimson-gold stripes.

Wrapped around it.

"----What are you doing?!"

It was still that arrogant, self-righteous voice, but for the first time, there was a hint of trembling in Cocolia's tone.

Jiang Cheng looked calmly at the screen.

His gaze was contemptuous and scorching, causing Cocolia to involuntarily take a step back. Realizing her own discomposure, she slammed her hands onto the command table in even greater fury:

"You bug--!"

"You bug who cannot understand my greatness!"

"Even at a time like this, you still use that look—do you think you can win just by having a fierce gaze? Do you think this is a fairy tale?!"

"Welt—"

"Follow my orders, attack!"

No longer bothering to maintain even a surface-level facade, Cocolia issued her command without a shred of mercy.

Almost the instant her voice fell, Welt, bearing the brunt of that pressure, instinctively launched his attack—

Ignoring the limits of his own body.

There was no longer any trace of contempt.

From his fingertips flashed a genuine, black stream of light, so dense it had nearly solidified into a fluid.

It was a power capable of warping light and tearing through space-time.

"--Hundredfold Gravity! Go to hell!"

Without a doubt, this was an attack that would strike terror into any carbon-based lifeform. Every cell was subjected to a hundred times the pressure—even a tenth of that would be enough to rupture the internal organs of a fighter pilot wearing a G-suit.

No matter how hard the bones or how tough the skin—the internal organs were always the most fragile.

Pulp, liquid.

This was the destined end—

"----?!"

His pupils, wrapped in tattered gears, constricted abruptly.

Welt stared in disbelief at the figure who remained standing in place, not even trembling in the slightest—

A human?

"No..."

"Impossible!"

"I am the First Herrscher! The leader of Anti-Entropy! My power can even kill the strongest Valkyrie!" His eyes bulged as if they were about to burst from their sockets.

"You bastard--go to hell!"

"Hundredfold Gravi—"

"------Bang!"

Before the sound could even escape his throat, Jiang Cheng's fist broke the sound barrier the moment it was thrown.

Physical laws? The limits of carbon-based organisms?

All rules, all science, were torn to shreds in this moment by Jiang Cheng's incomparable violence.

A sonic boom, as if meant to shatter eardrums, exploded in a way that would drive any physicist mad. Peerless power slammed fiercely into Welt—

"Hiss-s-s-s-s--!!!"

The air was torn asunder, space was pierced through, leaving only the lingering echoes to reverberate infinitely.

There was no possibility of resistance. The very first instant his knuckles smashed into that face—

The arrogant, powerful, self-righteous blue-haired youth who had been wantonly wielding gravity was sent flying like a ragdoll.

There was no arc.

There was no descent.

A pure, straight line like a bullet leaving a chamber, forcing him to slam into the protruding mountain peak in the most complete of postures.

And then—

"Boom--!!!"

--The mountain peak itself was pierced through!

On that heavy, massive rocky mountain range, a giant hole appeared, large enough to see through to the other side at a glance.

"----!"

Cocolia's pupils constricted until they nearly shattered.

"How is this possible... He is the First Herrscher! Welt, who wields gravity and has clashed with the Overseer of Schicksal!"

No one cared about the clown's wailing.

That cry of unwillingness and confusion was, at this moment, incredibly pleasant to the ear.

As for the others present, they stared blankly at this abrupt, polar-opposite turn of events.

Raiden Mei's pupils reflected that golden figure, her hand gripping her katana trembling slightly.

She watched him, who had previously been powerless, walk slowly through the endless dust toward the hole that had pierced the mountain.

Welt was embedded deep within the rock, on the verge of death, barely propping up his broken body at the cost of forcibly squeezing out his remaining life. His twisted face was full of ferocity.

"Anti... you..."

His speech was whistling through gaps. His teeth were completely gone, his cheeks were swollen high, and normal communication was an immense luxury for him.

His lungs had been almost entirely pulverized.

His chest could no longer rise or fall.

It was purely because of his clone body, combined with Jiang Cheng's intentional restraint, that he was still able to cling to life.

Perhaps a normal person would have knelt and surrendered without hesitation by this point, begging humbly for mercy even if they knew they might not survive.

But Welt's eyes remained bloodshot, fixed firmly on that figure who burned like a flame.

"--How dare you?!"

"How dare you harm the master I serve!"

32. Physically Crushing Welt's Head

Most of his white robe had been torn to shreds, leaving his upper body nearly bare, and what remained was soaked through with blood.

Yet, those droplets that should have been crimson had somehow turned entirely gold—burning like fire, enveloping his body and staining his robes in a dazzling brilliance.

He was walking forward now, each step striking the ground with the weight of an earthquake.

Damn it.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!

Welt gathered every ounce of his strength once more.

Even as the veins in his arms burst, he seemed unaware, forcing even more power together until the radiance in his palms vaguely mimicked the shape of a blurred black sphere.

He stared at the slowly approaching Jiang Cheng and laughed maniacally.

"Regret this, you filthy insect!"