"Old friend, the Herrscher is yours." Otto took a step back, giving Fu Hua more space.
Sirin looked at Fu Hua who was slowly walking toward her and unconsciously took a step back. She didn't understand why this seemingly ordinary Valkyrie, just by approaching her, made her unable to stop feeling afraid.
The next moment, a pink-white feather floated down from the sky and landed on Fu Hua. In an instant, like a lit fuse, raging flames suddenly surged up, enveloping Fu Hua at astonishing speed.
Within the blazing flames, a figure slowly emerged.
Her originally black and lustrous long hair had now completely turned snow-white, tied behind her like silver frost.
And her red pupils were like two burning gems, flashing with dazzling firelight. This firelight seemed capable of piercing all darkness and fog, illuminating the entire world.
At this moment, the demeanor of the Red Kite Immortal — the awe-inspiring and fearsome figure from a thousand years ago — once again appeared before the world. Her posture was as straight as a pine tree, her temperament elegant like an immortal. Every movement exuded a transcendent and otherworldly charm.
"Indeed not ordinary." Sirin remained calm on the surface, but in reality she had layered many more Imaginary barriers on herself. Although she had said she welcomed anyone to come subjugate her,
if she couldn't even last the first round, then if she really reunited with Mom and little Shun down below afterward, wouldn't she be laughed to death? Did Sirin have no face?
Just as Sirin was momentarily dazed, Fu Hua's figure flashed like a ghost and instantly moved in front of Sirin. Her movements were as fast as lightning, leaving no time to react. Immediately afterward, Fu Hua unhesitatingly threw a seemingly ordinary straight punch.
However, this ordinary-looking punch contained enormous power and might. The fist carried a sharp whistling wind as it smashed straight toward Sirin.
As expected, this punch solidly struck Sirin's Imaginary barrier. The outermost layer of the Imaginary barrier only trembled slightly, like ripples on a lake surface blown by a gentle breeze, then quickly returned to calm with no sign of damage.
"Just this much? I was overthinking it."
Sirin created a Subspace Lance, intending to pierce the human before her.
However, right after Fu Hua threw the first punch, countless fist shadows followed like a violent storm. Each fist shadow contained endless power, as if they wanted to tear the entire world apart.
At this moment, Sirin was completely caught off guard by the sudden fierce assault. Before she could recover from her shock, she was horrified to discover that the originally indestructible Imaginary barriers in front of her had already been reduced to only a few. These barriers appeared so fragile and precarious in the face of Fu Hua's storm-like fists.
It was clear that Fu Hua's attack was unstoppable. In just a few more moments, she would completely shatter all the Imaginary barriers and directly strike Sirin's main body.
"寸劲·岩崩!" (Cun Jin · Rock Collapse!) With a furious shout from Fu Hua, her final punch, containing endless might, thundered forward like a bolt from the blue. Not only did it instantly shatter several layers of the originally indestructible Imaginary barriers along with it, but it also smashed straight toward Sirin with overwhelming force.
Sirin, who had suffered such a heavy blow, let out a muffled groan. Her body involuntarily flew backward. However, Fu Hua did not give her the slightest chance to catch her breath. Her figure flashed like a ghost as she quickly followed up, then executed a beautiful spin. Her knee slammed upward like a cannonball, brutally striking Sirin's abdomen.
Accompanied by a miserable scream, Sirin's entire body was sent flying high into the deep and boundless sky. At this moment, Fu Hua attacked once more and shouted loudly, "Cun Jin · Open the Heavens!"
As her voice fell, a vast and unparalleled power suddenly surged from Fu Hua's clenched fist, like a roaring dragon baring its fangs and claws as it pounced toward Sirin in mid-air. When it heavily struck Sirin's chest, it produced a deafening boom.
At the same time, the darkness in the sky — caused by nuclear winter — seemed to receive a massive impact and was forcibly shattered, revealing a long-lost trace of light.
Sirin immediately activated her spatial ability and teleported herself into the distance. She touched her chest, which had little fluctuation. Although the injury had already recovered under the effect of the Silent Gem, she could clearly feel that cracks had appeared in the core inside her body — cracks that the gem could not repair.
"Is this person a monster? Is she the Herrscher or am I the Herrscher? I knew I shouldn't have held back." If Sirin had deliberately let herself be hit earlier as a way of holding back, then when Fu Hua's fist truly smashed into her body later, she had been completely stunned by the blow.
Sirin's gaze looked downward and saw Otto standing at the top of the tower with a faint smile on his face.
Damn it, this guy was definitely going to die. No one could save him! Countless Subspace Lances immediately appeared beside Sirin, ready to turn the Otto below into a porcupine.
"Wait… that guy is at the top of the tower. Where is that human?" Sirin belatedly realized that Fu Hua had actually disappeared from her field of vision.
"Vermilion Bird Treads the Mist… Azure Dragon, Dawn Break!" Several illusory figures appeared silently beside Sirin like ghosts. These shadows were blurry, yet they emitted a heart-palpitating aura.
In an instant, a dazzling yellow lightning bolt suddenly streaked across the sky like a ferocious dragon, carrying world-destroying power as it charged fiercely toward Sirin.
Sirin's figure swayed and instantly entered Imaginary Reconstruction! At this moment, her body seemed to become transparent, merging with the surrounding space. The ferocious lightning bolt passed straight through her reconstructed form without causing any damage.
Taking advantage of this gap, Sirin successfully avoided Fu Hua's fatal strike and gained herself a moment to breathe.
Suddenly, a high-pitched cry came from the sky. Sirin looked up and saw a flaming kite falling toward her.
In a moment of desperation, Sirin wove a giant net with spatial slashes, like a deathly curtain flashing with cold light, carrying an extremely sharp momentum as it pounced toward the flaming kite with overwhelming force!
The corners of Sirin's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an extremely confident smile. She had full confidence in her own attack. After all, with the words she had released earlier, if she were defeated here by an unknown, nameless Valkyrie before even encountering Schicksal's main force, it would be far too embarrassing! It would simply be a disgrace! Therefore, Sirin decided to end the battle quickly and thoroughly resolve this small trouble before her. Then? Naturally, she would calmly wait for the next person who dared to come subjugate her to appear.
"Herrscher, you are too impatient…" Sirin only felt a patting sensation on her right shoulder. The moment Fu Hua's voice sounded, the flaming kite in the sky also vanished into thin air as if it had never existed.
"What? When did you get behind me…" A pink-white feather drifted past her eyes. Sirin's gaze fell into a daze.