"Are the devs sick in the head? Beating Otto at the start felt amazing, and everything after that is just tormenting the protagonist?"
"Stop looking! Fu Hua is the ultimate boss-tier emotional gut punch!"
"Fifty thousand years... just thinking about it makes my scalp crawl."
Sister Zhou ignored the screen full of anguished comments.
She only wanted to lay Fu Hua's past completely bare.
Her fingers clicked rapidly.
The new memory finished loading.
The scene shifted to the ruins of a base somewhere.
Onscreen, that figure sighed.
"The Twelfth Herrscher escaped."
She turned to leave, but her steps halted again.
"That child... is Sakura's younger sister."
Every player felt their heart tighten.
The same old recipe, the same familiar taste.
Here came the gut punch!
They were going to be put through the wringer over and over!
Hua stood where she was, her gaze icy.
Thoughts raced through her mind.
Kevin had gone to find Sakura.
With him nearby, the Herrscher would not be able to cause much trouble.
She had another task to attend to.
Primary objective: minimize losses.
Her mind made up, she sprang into motion.
Several soldiers blocked her path ahead.
Blades clashed, sending sparks flying.
A few exchanges later, her opponents lay motionless on the ground.
Hua crouched and touched them lightly with her fingertips.
There were no signs of corruption.
They were not zombies.
Yet traces of Honkai energy remained in their bodies.
It was uniform in nature and extremely low in concentration.
"I can handle this."
She murmured the words.
Light gathered in her palm.
The Eighth Divine Key appeared.
The Key of Consciousness hummed.
Hua's pupils contracted slightly.
Its reaction was abnormal.
Neither hypnosis nor induced hallucinations.
Instead, it was an intrusion on the mental plane.
The Twelfth Herrscher's ability?
In a contest