The Captain Just Wants to Go Home and Play Games

Of course, Sirin could only think about it. After all, that was her future body and it couldn't be damaged.

That's why she used the Honkai Energy she had painstakingly saved up to force her appearance and help Kiana overcome this difficult situation.

You have to understand that manifesting without a physical body and affecting reality requires tens of times more Honkai Energy than using Kiana as a medium.

More importantly, by letting Kiana use her abilities, she could gradually erode the opponent. But by acting directly like this, the only result after wasting so much Honkai Energy was saving the dog's life of this stupid and ignorant Kiana, with no other benefits!

If it weren't for the desperate situation, she wouldn't have shown herself. This state consumed tens of thousands of Honkai Energy every second.

Facing Kiana's words, Sirin didn't want to bother, nor did she have the time. She opened her right hand, and a dark hole appeared in front of the flying greatsword.

Then, the greatsword flew inside, the hole shrank, and it vanished.

Next, she snapped her fingers, and several dark holes appeared behind her, spewing out a colorful black energy cannon, bombarding Theresa, who seemed to still be in a daze.

PS: Book recommendation: "I, a Novelist! Not a Hero"

The so-called hero exists to fulfill the requests of others.

Since the "Descent" event, outsiders calling themselves players have invaded this world. While the conflict between churches and mad atheists intensified, forgotten monstrosities also made their presence known...

However, none of this had anything to do with her anymore.

If possible, the hero, no longer needed, just wanted to write something, to complete a story...

However, there was a problem: the girl was not good at creation and couldn't write about things she hadn't experienced.

To complete that story, she decided to bid farewell to her ordinary retired life and choose to stir up trouble, adding various crises (crossed out) fun to everyone's boring daily lives.

What, you have an opinion?

This is disloyalty.

The King of Trains is passionately luring monsters online, want to know, your home is gone.

That's all.

PS2: When writing fanfiction, it's sometimes difficult. If I copy the original settings and plot, no one will read it because it's overdone. If I modify it myself, some people will feel it doesn't match the original. The time spent thinking about the plot and settings each day is no less than the time spent typing. It feels harder than writing a proposal, after all, a proposal only needs to satisfy the lead planner. As for stats and art, let them worry and curse and work overtime.

Chapter 33: It's Okay Now, Why Do You Ask?

The most common standard for judging the power of a skill is whether the explosion effect is cool and flashy.

The explosion caused by Sirin's snap-finger cannon was indeed huge.

"(* ̄~ ̄) Hmph~~"

Despite the full visual effect, Sirin still felt her attack was ineffective, blocked by the opponent's pair of giant red wings.

If she didn't lack a physical body right now, how could she only open a few holes and fire? Back then, this Herrscher had also been majestic, bombarding with hundreds of floating cannons at the slightest provocation.

She once possessed the woman with six Herrscher cores... At that time, how majestic she was, looking like she could conquer the world. She just wanted to say to the 'flying Sieg' she casually knocked down, Theresa, and the weak Valkyries lying on the ground, only able to rage impotently: "Do you all want to dance too?"

How could she have imagined that she would fall to such a state, her strength reduced to less than a tenth, her divine gear lost, and she had to be a selfless nanny without pay.

Now she couldn't even instantly kill an experimental subject created by Otto.

Seeing Theresa's familiar face, Sirin naturally recognized that she had casually knocked down such a loli when she was still a big shot in the underworld.

Of course, she could also tell that they weren't the same person. Sirin, who knew the darkness of Schicksal the best, could probably guess that this one was also one of Schicksal's experimental subjects.

Theoretically, as fellow experimental subjects of Schicksal, she, the victim, should have banded together to resist Schicksal. However, Sirin, whose consciousness had already turned into a Herrscher, clearly had a different way of thinking than ordinary people.

Join forces? Never in this lifetime!

The world was only big enough for her to cause trouble alone. As a Herrscher, her duty was naturally to annihilate human civilization.

"You're actually this strong?!"

Kiana was stunned by this sudden turn of events. She thought she was going to die here, but she never expected the person who only nagged in her mind to suddenly appear, turn the greatsword into nothing, and then unleash a light cannon bombardment.

Kiana was quite confident in her own strength, but without her high-powered firearms, she really couldn't produce such a flashy explosive attack.

Seeing Kiana's shocked expression, Sirin's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly. Now you know how powerful this Herrscher is, right?

Hmph, I don't believe you can resist the temptation of power in the future.

Then she heard Kiana continue to complain:

"Why didn't you come out sooner? You made me think I was going to die!"

"Are you my Stand? The true power sleeping within me? Or my second personality?"

Sirin: "..."

She was still shocked by Kiana's thought process. Who the heck knows what a Stand is!

Don't take my saving you for granted, you ungrateful wretch, can't you have basic gratitude for your savior!

"Shut up!"

Sirin already had a bad temper, so she directly stopped Kiana, otherwise, who knows what other infuriating things she would say.

"Do you know, you white-haired idiot, how much power I consumed to appear and save you? I don't know how long I'll have to sleep to recover!"

"If you don't want to die, then shut up. The battle isn't over yet!"

Just as Sirin said, after the explosion smoke dissipated, a giant red cocoon appeared in the sky, which was Theresa, wrapping herself with her wings to form an absolute defense.

"You scared me to death, Theresa!"

The red wings in mid-air slowly opened, revealing Theresa, her face a little panicked and her heart very uneasy.

Although she was also named Theresa, she was not the Schicksal S-rank Valkyrie Theresa Apocalypse, the head of St. Freya Academy, one of the three major money-grubbing forces in Honkai Impact 3rd, who never paid the Captain.

Just as Sirin thought, she was also an artificial human created by Schicksal Archbishop Otto Apocalypse to revive his former fiancée Kallen Kaslana. Otto used Kallen's genes, the Honkai Beast's "moist slave" (likely a mistranslation or specific term), the power of the Key of Corruption Jizo Mitama, and a silver strand of hair from a certain great being.

Her sole purpose was to use her ability to infect people into half-human, half-Honkai Beast to extend her 'sister's' life.

Even though she had escaped her grandfather Otto's cage, she hadn't gained true freedom. She was constantly on the run with her sister Kallen Kaslana (Otto's other experiment; Sin Hunter), evading her grandfather's pursuit.

Despite settling in Changkong City for over a year, she hadn't been anywhere except home, occasionally going out to buy snacks.

Theresa's life lacked color, being only black and white. Naturally, she had no opportunity to fight. Firstly, she was protected by her sister. Secondly, fighting could easily cause the unstable power within her to go berserk, suppressing her bloodthirsty urges.