I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [179]

"According to my calculations, as long as the Second Herrscher, Sirin, kills one of these three—Raiden Mei, Theresa, or Himeko—K-423 will be able to overcome Sirin’s consciousness and regain herself."

"This is the necessary 'sacrifice.' A grand undertaking that only they can accomplish."

"To be honest, Fu Hua, you also fit this criterion."

Otto watched as Fu Hua’s expression gradually changed, his words burrowing deep into her heart. Yet, his tone remained unwavering, devoid of hesitation.

"You understand this, don’t you?"

"Immortal Phoenix."

"As my dearest friend, surely you understand?"

Fu Hua remained silent.

"……"

Otto’s words had severed the very foundations of her convictions.

It was as if he were mocking her notion of sacrifice—challenging its very meaning.

"For the decades you and I have upheld our contract, we have always pursued progress through sacrifice."

Otto’s expression finally shifted, revealing the faintest hint of emotion.

"I have always believed that you, above all others, understood me."

"That is why I have never deceived you. And this time is no exception."

"So…"

On the screen, Otto extended his hand toward her.

"Will you continue to stand by me—to save this world from Honkai?"

"You…!"

The last taut string within Fu Hua’s heart finally snapped.

She lowered her head, silent for two seconds—then abruptly looked up.

Her voice erupted in fury.

"You liar."

"The 'sacrifice' you speak of… is no true sacrifice. Even I cannot accept it."

"Kiana Kaslana, whose body has been seized by Sirin—her death would indeed be a sacrifice. After all, in all my millennia of life, I have never heard of a Herrscher reverting to normal once their transformation was complete."

"Kiana has essentially been given a delayed execution sentence. Her death pains me, but it is a choice I am forced to make."

"But Theresa and Himeko—they have done nothing wrong. They should not be part of this so-called 'sacrifice.'"

"Sacrifice is the last resort—a path taken only when all other options have been exhausted. But you, Otto… You treat sacrifice as a strategy for victory. How is that any different from the very Honkai we seek to destroy?"

"I cannot accept this. Not anymore."

Otto did not look surprised. If anything, he seemed resigned. He sighed, shaking his head slightly.

"Just as I thought."

"While your current strength is no match for the fully awakened Sirin… I cannot ignore the two standing behind you."

"If the three of you do manage to defeat the Second Herrscher… my plan will be utterly ruined."

"And that simply won’t do."

Clap. Clap.

Otto slowly clapped his hands.

The next second—

Two figures emerged from the building before them.

The first was a woman clad in a maid’s uniform—S-rank Valkyrie Rita Rossweisse.

And beside her stood another figure.

She wore blue-and-white armor, her golden hair flowing like the light of dawn, her features exquisite and resolute.

But what stood out most—was the weapon in her hands.

A knight’s lance—its white shaft and black hilt inscribed with an unknown family crest. The interior gleamed with violet hues, its spearhead jet black.

A powerful aura of death and vitality coiled around the weapon, intertwining like an eternal dance.

"[The Sixth Divine Key—Abyss Flower]."

Fu Hua’s gaze fell upon the golden-haired warrior, her voice steady as she uttered the woman’s name.

"…And the strongest Valkyrie of Schicksal—Durandal."

"It’s me, Fu Hua."

S-rank Valkyrie Durandal met her eyes calmly.

"Lord Otto has ordered Rita and me to stop you and your companions from reaching the Third Air Terminal."

"Our plan—our experiment—cannot be interrupted."

"You…"

Fu Hua exhaled deeply, her expression darkening as she turned back toward Otto.

"Otto, your actions have crossed every line I can tolerate."

"Your words are devoid of conscience—filled only with bottomless selfishness and deceit. You trample on the emotions of others, twist their fates for your own gain… and you don’t even once consider yourself a villain."

"Otto Apocalypse."

"You make me feel nothing but pity and disgust."

"From this moment forward—our contract is nullified."

"I will save this world on my own terms. I will fulfill my mission to drive out Honkai."

Otto sighed. "Ah… Immortal Phoenix."

"I once imagined we could be true friends. But in the end, we have arrived at this divide."

"But tell me—can you truly do what you claim?"

"Honkai is not so easily vanquished."

Fu Hua turned to Zhongli and Tohru, meeting their gazes for a moment.

Then, she nodded firmly.

Her voice was resolute.

"I can."

Otto fell silent.

"Very well then. I wish you luck."

His face remained unchanged, but there was a clear shift in his mood.

"Rita, Durandal—stop Fu Hua and her allies from reaching the Third Air Terminal. I trust you both will succeed."

With that, Otto cut the transmission.

"Forgive me, Fu Hua."

Durandal raised the Divine Key in her hands.

A massive surge of Honkai energy began to gather around her body and spear, forming spiraling gales that roared with power.

At her side, Rita unsheathed her long, slender scythe.

Lifting the hem of her dress slightly, she curtsied gracefully.

"I truly would prefer not to harm you, Lady Fu Hua. If you were to turn back, it would be most preferable."

"Hahaha…!"

A laugh burst from Fu Hua’s lips—louder, freer than it had been in centuries.

It was as if, in this moment, she had finally cast off the chains binding her heart.

She turned to Zhongli and Tohru.

"Lord Zhongli."

"May I still count on your help?"

"I do not know why you would choose to save this world—why you would offer so much while asking for nothing in return."

"But still—thank you."

Zhongli studied the violet glow that now shimmered around Fu Hua’s body.

For a fleeting moment, he saw in her the shadow of another from a time long past.

He gave a small nod.

"Very well."

"Then here and now, I make a contract with you."

"To save this world—to drive out Honkai."

"This is the contract of the Geo Archon, Zhongli."

"And the contract of you, Fu Hua—the Immortal Phoenix."

The moment the words were spoken—

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.

A deafening thunderclap followed, shaking the heavens.

Fu Hua felt something new settle within her—a force ancient, binding, immutable.

It was familiar.

A memory long buried, just out of reach.

Faint. Vague.

Yet in that instant—

She felt an unspoken kinship with the man before her.

As if, long ago—

Somewhere, sometime—

She had already met him before.

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T/N: NO WAY

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