“To be honest, seeing these Voidrangers actually makes me feel somewhat relieved.” Welt Yang swung his cane, pale gold Imaginary energy swirling around the metal shaft.
With a golden rift slicing through the void, the last Voidranger was executed on the spot.
Ye Cang’s eyes lit up.
This was what he had been waiting for!
Although it wasn’t an Ultimate, replicating a few temporary basic skills for self-defense was still highly necessary.
Quietly, he raised his palm and made a gentle grasping motion toward Welt’s back— Imagination: Right Hand of Remembrance, activate!
*Ding—* With a crisp chime in his mind, invisible Imaginary energy flooded his body.
The corners of Ye Cang’s mouth curled up.
Got it.
[Edge of the Void: Replicated] Description: Deals Imaginary DMG to a single target enemy and deals DMG 2 extra times.
When an attack hits, there is a chance to reduce the target’s SPD for 2 turns.
Character: Welt Yang Suppressing the urge to immediately try out the skill, he cleared his throat and continued the conversation.
“Since there are so many grunts here, it means the danger on the space station hasn’t reached an uncontrollable stage yet.
What we mainly need to guard against is still the Chiyu meme.” March 7th raised her eyebrows and grumbled, “I’ve been wanting to say this for a while.
Wouldn’t it be easier to just call it the dummy meme…
Ahem!
Anyway, ‘Chiyu, Chiyu’…
it sounds like ‘eating fish.’ Makes me think of a gourmet dish.” “It’s just a name.” Dan Heng defended Ye Cang on this point, saying calmly, “Since Brother Ye Cang discovered the nature of this meme, academic convention dictates that he holds the primary naming rights.
Even if he called it the ‘Ye Cang’ meme, no one could object.” “Spare me.
I don’t want to name something like that after myself.” Ye Cang smiled and shrugged.
“Actually, the name ‘Chiyu’ has quite a history.
In my hometown, legends speak of a supreme, evil god whose essence is chaotic, blind, foolish, and indescribable.
He remains in an eternal slumber, and our world—along with every living thing in it—is merely a dream of this evil god.” “Once he awakens, the world will end.” “Eek!” March 7th shrank her neck back like a startled kitten.
“That sounds terrifying!” Walking at the front of the group, Welt slowed his pace to walk side-by-side with Ye Cang.
He turned his head and said, “Your description of that evil god…
sounds a bit like a creative reinterpretation of IX, the Aeon of Nihility.
But as far as I know, there is no Aeon in the galaxy whose path is powerful enough to reduce the entire universe to a mere dream.” Himeko smiled and teased, “Perhaps it’s a fusion of the Aeons of Nihility and Remembrance, while the ‘indescribable’ part relates to the Enigmata.” Dan Heng gave a concise summary: “An Aeon hodgepodge.” Ye Cang’s mouth twitched.
Well, the grandfather is being compared to the grandson now.
Before playing *Honkai: Star Rail*, he had always felt that the concept of Aeons was quite similar to the Outer Gods in Cthulhu Mythos.
Bringing it up casually now was just his way of easing everyone’s tense nerves.
Human beings really did have a habit of forgetting their worries, tension, and fear once they started chatting.
“Next, we should…” March 7th hesitated.
Himeko closed the holographic map on her watch and nodded.
“Let’s head to the Master Control Zone.
If there are survivors, they should be there.” She turned to look at the fork at the end of the bridge.
“If I remember correctly…
it’s this way.” Led by the Navigator, the group of five began moving toward the Master Control Zone.
In a corner unnoticed by anyone, a dark figure emerged from the shadows.
Her facial features were blurry, as if erased by some supreme power.
Wearing an ordinary researcher’s lab coat, she calmly scanned the backs of the Nameless before casting her gaze toward the distant starry sky.
After a long moment, she muttered to herself, “Genius Society #83, Herta…
where on earth are you hiding?” *Click—* A crisp sound interrupted her thoughts.
She slowly turned around.
Her gaze fell upon a humanoid Intellitron who had appeared on the platform at some unknown point.
The humanoid Intellitron wore a brown gentleman’s suit, topped with a matching bowler hat.
Impeccably dressed, a monocle hung quietly beside his high-tech bionic electronic eyes against his matte metallic face, serving as a redundant classical ornament.
“Genius Society #76, Screwllum.” The woman twirled a gleaming silver scalpel in her hand, effortlessly spinning it into a beautiful arc.
She spoke flatly, “You are not my target.
Do not seek your own death.” “Lady Ji…” Screwllum pressed a metallic hand to his chest and bowed slightly, performing a flawless gentlemanly salute.
“I believe there has been a misunderstanding.
While Madam Herta’s overstepping has brought ‘contamination,’ it has also allowed us to clearly see Nous’s current state.” “The Genius Society should not be enemies with one another.
We ought to work together to find a solution to this ‘contamination.'” “You are mistaken, Screwllum.” The woman’s gaze bypassed the Intellitron, landing on a blinking red star in the starry sky behind him.
She said slowly, “The Disaster of Calamity cannot be eradicated, nor is it reversible.
This is the answer Nous gave me.” Screwllum’s body shuddered, the gears inside his torso emitting a low, grinding groan.
“So that ‘contamination’ is called the ‘Disaster of Calamity.'” He repeated the name, his internal processing units spinning at high speed.
Ultimately, he remained standing in front of the woman, blocking her path.
He said in a deep voice, “Thank you for the information, Lady.
But please forgive me.
Whether as Genius Society #76 or as Madam Herta’s friend, I must stop you from proceeding further.” The woman, half-hidden in the darkness, didn’t seem surprised at all.
The corners of her mouth curled up, and she grew unexpectedly ecstatic, like a fanatical thug— “Come on, then!
If you’re capable of it!” “Once I pry open your mechanical head, your Remembrance core will naturally tell me where #83 is!” Before the woman could strike, the Intellitron gentleman raised his palm first and snapped his fingers.
“Negotiations have broken down.
What a pity, Lady.” “Next, I must ask you to sample a greeting from Planet Screwllum.” In the woman’s deep eyes, the tiny speck of vermilion shining in the night sky rapidly expanded, turning into a blazing beam of light that spanned the cosmos.
It filled her entire field of vision in an instant, swallowing her figure in its crimson glow!
And then, total silence.