Honkai, I became Duck Daughter at the Start?

Hearing this news, Cocolia was furious.

She believed Bronya would make the right choice, as she thought her daughter would surely stand by her. But this clone, that was another story.

After all, it was just a defective product, not very bright.

However, even though it was a defective product, it was still a clone of the First Herrscher. If they weren't careful, it might be difficult to handle the aftermath.

"A clone of Welt Joyce, a useless piece of trash."

In the room, "Rosia" observed the two figures locked in combat with great interest.

Although it was a clone of the First Herrscher, it was clear that he had only inherited a small portion of its abilities.

That is, the power of the Ninth Divine Key: Star of Eden, recorded in the First Herrscher's DNA.

While "Rosia" didn't think much of him, he actually possessed the strength of a half-step S-rank Valkyrie. Ordinary A-rank Valkyries might not last long against him.

For Bronya at this moment, it was obvious that this clone of Welt possessed overwhelming strength.

"Silly girl, should I take care of him for you? Your Bronya-mama is having a tough time."

"Rosia" leaned in close and whispered to her.

Almost all the senior Valkyries from St. Freya Academy had been taken to Shenzhou this time. Most of the remaining Valkyries were even weaker than Bronya.

In fact, the Netherworld they were heading to wasn't far from the Far East, so Theresa hadn't left many personnel behind for guard duty.

"But... won't it scare her..."

Rosia was worried that Bronya might be scared by "Rosia."

After all, "Rosia" usually treated Bronya with a dismissive attitude.

She had also witnessed "Rosia's" methods, and in a way, she was even more cold and ruthless than Seele.

"If you don't act soon, your Bronya-mama is going to fall..."

"Rosia" smiled happily.

She had been feeling cooped up lately, feeling miserable.

Normally, Rosia had many people protecting her, so she didn't have a chance to lash out.

Moreover, there weren't many people who could make her act.

Coincidentally, the Welt clone before them was a good toy.

"O... Okay..."

Seeing the struggling look in Bronya's eyes, Rosia finally nodded.

"Good girl... Your Bronya-mama told you not to go out, but she didn't say anything about me not going out..."

As "Rosia" gradually took control of the body, her smile became slightly distorted.

Crimson light dyed her hair and eyes. A scythe, black and red with flowing light, slowly materialized in her right hand, while a giant claw on her left protected her.

Then, she pushed open the door...

"Hmph... weak ants, daring to resist..."

"Joyce" grabbed the silver-haired girl by the neck and lifted her. At the same time, he heard the door open.

"Ros... Rosia... hurry and leave..."

Bronya struggled, trying to warn Rosia to get away quickly.

The Herrscher of the Anti-Entropy before her was far stronger than Cocolia, and the methods she used against Cocolia were useless here.

"Oh? Is this the person Cocolia is looking for?"

Seeing the black-haired, red-eyed girl, "Joyce" said dismissively.

"Mother... do you want this guy here cut into pieces?"

"Rosia" let out a bell-like laugh.

"Are you looking for death?"

Hearing her words, "Joyce" was annoyed and casually threw Bronya to the ground.

"Thousand times gravity, kneel!"

"Joyce" clenched his fist, and immense pressure swept over them.

Even Valkyries would find it difficult to lift their heads under this pressure.

"One hand..."

But before "Joyce" could react, a red light flashed, and the girl before him vanished. The next moment, a voice came from behind him.

"How is this possible..."

By the time he reacted, an intense pain shot through his wrist.

"Aaaah... aah!"

"Joyce" looked in terror at the clean-cut incision on his arm, screaming in pain.

"Shut up!"

"Rosia," holding "Joyce's" hand, frowned and said.

"How dare you... I am..."

"Joyce" roared in pain.

"Ah... my beloved Anti-Entropy leader, then the next piece will be your left leg..."

With the girl's pleased smile, "Joyce" lost his balance.

The speed of the flashing cold light was so fast that he didn't feel pain for a moment.

"Haha..."

Watching the girl take one item after another from "Joyce" with a happy laugh, Bronya, leaning against the wall, trembled slightly.

"Oh, did I forget Mommy is still here?"

After "Joyce" was tortured until he fainted, "Rosia" looked at the silver-haired girl with a smile.

In reality, the gap in combat power between her and Joyce wasn't large; both were high offense, low defense types. However, "Rosia's" speed and weapon strength were superior to the arrogant "Joyce."

If he had gone all out from the beginning, "Rosia" might have been truly troubled.

"Rosia" held the blood-stained scythe, her fingers gently brushing past the cheek splashed with blood. Her scarlet eyes fixed on the girl, and she walked towards her step by step.

"Mommy, how did I do?"

"Do you like it?"

Chapter 39: Bronya: She Rarely Calls Herself By Name

"Do you like it? Mommy?"

Looking at the girl, stained with blood and with a smile that was almost twisted, even Bronya instinctively leaned closer to the wall.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Rosia" noticed Bronya's small movement, walked over, and gently lifted her chin.

Bronya was now bending her legs, so she was about the same height as her.

"Is it because I didn't listen to you and hid in my room like a coward, or... you don't like me anymore?"

"Rosia's" scarlet eyes met Bronya's gaze.

Bronya had never met anyone with such a strong oppressive aura. It wasn't about strength; it was a natural suppression in her presence.

If Bronya was a rabbit, the "Rosia" before them was a wolf that had already locked onto her.

Of course, Bronya didn't feel any killing intent from the "wolf" before her.

"Are you... Rosia's... Stigmata?"

Bronya had probably guessed "Rosia's" identity.

Before, during that accident, she thought the black and red figure she saw was an illusion. She didn't expect it to truly exist all along.

"Heh heh... Call me whatever you want, Mommy. After all, it doesn't matter."

"Rosia's" eyes flickered.

"Hey! You bastard! I am the leader of Anti-Entropy, and if you treat me like this, Anti-Entropy will not..."

"Shut up!"

She thought the dismembered "Joyce" would be quiet for a while, but she didn't expect his clone consciousness to be so resilient.

"Rosia" simply pierced his shoulder blade with a giant claw, pinning him to the wall, only able to let out a hissing whimper.

"Alright, Mommy, now we can do what we like..."

After tearing "Joyce" apart quite a bit, "Rosia" had also vented most of her pent-up emotions.

She hadn't thought much about interacting with Bronya for a long time. Because Rosia liked her so much, "Rosia" hated her.

"You... how is she?"

Looking at Joyce's tragic state, Bronya didn't even blink. She just looked at "Rosia" with some concern.

She had killed many people before. With her emotional center malfunctioning, she felt nothing even in the face of such a bloody scene.

All her emotional changes now were almost entirely based on Rosia.

Although the "Rosia" before her was very strange, it was clear that even though her oppressive aura almost overshadowed the hidden attraction, Rosia's familiarity allowed Bronya to notice it immediately.

"What do you mean, Mommy? She's very good, always has been. But I think you..."

Facing Bronya's concern, "Rosia" let out a light laugh.

"Might not be very good in the future."

Looking at Bronya's bewildered expression, "Rosia" thought of something interesting.

By the time Bronya came back to her senses, the black-haired, red-eyed girl before her suddenly had much clearer eyes.

"Bron... Bronya Mama, Rosia... what did Rosia do?"

Rosia's previous domineering and oppressive demeanor shifted to one of fear and panic.

"Blood... so much blood..."

Looking at the blood staining her hands, Rosia took half a step back in fear.

"I'm sorry... Bronya Mama, I... Rosia didn't mean to..."

As if afraid Bronya would dislike her because of her actions, Rosia pursed her lips like a small animal seeking a response.

Seeing Rosia's completely different demeanor, Bronya slowly stood up and walked towards her, taking her hand.

"It's okay... Rosia, Mama isn't scared."

Bronya offered a strained smile.

Her battle with Joyce had also left her severely injured; it was already difficult for her to stand.

"Bronya Mama, Rosia... isn't a bad child... Rosia didn't want this either..."

Rosia said with a sincere expression, but Joyce's scream from behind caused her expression to stiffen slightly.

"Rosia, I'm so sorry..."

Although Joyce's presence made her feel a bit awkward, she continued her act.

She wanted to see if there was any difference between Bronya and that dark Seele.

"As long as you're still here, Rosia."

Bronya took a shallow breath, a little blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

The external injuries caused by Joyce's gravity were secondary; the more important concern was the potential damage to their internal organs.

"I'm sorry, Rosia, I don't have the ability to protect you this time..."