“We’re just going to head back to the Overworld like this, but does anyone actually know where the Stellaron is?” Before they reached Sampo’s smuggling route, Seele seemed to suddenly realize something and asked this question.
March 7th also had a sudden realization and nodded in agreement, “Yeah, even if we go back to the Overworld, we still don’t know where the Stellaron is, right?” As soon as March said this, the companions fell silent.
Dan Heng looked at March helplessly, clearly already used to this.
Stelle patted March on the shoulder, shaking her head with a sigh, “Classic you!” “It’s fine, aren’t we all just March 7th’s external brains?” “Being a bit of a ditz is actually pretty cute.” Serlin was speechless for a moment, but then pointed to the bewildered Bronya nearby, “You guys don’t know, but there is someone who does.
Bronya’s mother, Cocolia, can be considered one of us now.” “Since we’re on the same side, the location of the Stellaron won’t be an issue.” “Besides, you have me now!
I’ve already known the location of the Stellaron for a long time.
If it weren’t for the sake of Belobog, we could have just steamrolled the Stellaron directly.” Stelle looked at Serlin suspiciously.
That wasn’t what she said yesterday; other than knowing a rough script outline, she didn’t know anything else.
Seeing Stelle’s distrustful gaze, Serlin confidently pointed to her own head, “Today’s me is not yesterday’s me.
Isn’t it just using a ‘game map’ to deduce the real map?” “Don’t underestimate Vill-V’s genius!
Isn’t this just basic operation?” “Wow, since you’re a genius now, what kind of crazy stuff were you planning to do before?” Stelle was still holding a grudge about being inexplicably scratched by a cat that seemed to be visible only to her.
“Of course, it’s to viciously elbow the knowledge circle!
I currently have many interesting topics that I can drag Herta and the others to work on together!” Everyone tilted their heads, completely failing to understand, but Serlin didn’t care.
Caught up in the excitement, she lost all sense of her surroundings and pulled out a manuscript, saying: “This manuscript coincides with some of my guesses.
As expected of Martian civilization, it’s truly powerful!” “For example, ‘Computable Representation of the World Continuum Hypothesis — Based on the Sea of Data’…” Serlin’s voice came to an abrupt halt.
Before anyone could react, her head and body were separated.
The cut was smooth and flat, yet it seemed to sever the vitality of a MANTIS as if it were a concept.
And the manuscript in her hand was decomposed into the basic particles of the universe…
with no possibility of restoration.
Blood sprayed like a fountain.
Dan Heng’s eyes turned red instantly, and he wielded cloud-piercer, revealing his true form as the High Elder.
Stelle and March also unleashed their full power, the flames of Divine Key illuminating everything around them!
The other companions also drew their weapons, guarding Serlin’s corpse vigilantly.
“What, what is going on?” Bronya’s face looked terrible.
To be able to kill Serlin right under everyone’s noses—this level of strength could absolutely not come from Belobog.
“No way, sister…
what on earth did you provoke?
And what was that thing you just took out…” Sampo, who knew what might, possibly have happened, was sweating buckets.
“Tsk, damn Zhou Zhou Mu, you…
this slash really made me curb my arrogance and rashness.” Everyone immediately turned around to look in the direction of the voice.
Serlin’s decapitated corpse turned into points of light and dissipated, and appearing before everyone once again was a figure both familiar and strange.
Serlin touched her neck with lingering fear, then climbed up from the ground and smiled at her companions: “I’ve said it before, my lives are wholesale.” “No need to doubt, it’s me, Serlin.” “Serlin—!” March 7th burst into tears on the spot, “Thank goodness, you’re okay…
thank goodness!” Dan Heng also breathed a sigh of relief.
His previously tense appearance completely lacked the indifference of his earlier ‘it doesn’t matter’ comment.
“Damn it!” Stelle still felt a lingering fear, so she joked: “You better lie back down, otherwise how am I supposed to eat at your funeral feast?” “So what you said before was true, about having many bodies or something…” Seele and Bronya looked up and down at the brand-new Serlin, then looked at Natasha, their expressions gradually becoming strange.
Although Serlin’s transformation seemed somewhat dangerous, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Natasha and Serlin were ninety percent similar at this moment.
“I don’t recall having any sisters.” To lighten the mood, Natasha also made a rare joke.
“…What exactly happened just now?
That guy…
the enemy, who exactly was it?” Dan Heng regained his indifferent expression, but his words were still filled with concern.
“…It should be the Lord of Silence.
That scalpel is too iconic.” Serlin waved her hand.
Whether for her own sake or for her companions, this matter was clearly not suitable to be discussed here.
“As expected of Big V’s brain, it’s truly powerful in that regard.” “Even though my memory is continuous, the current me is completely unable to understand what I was thinking just now.” Recalling this, Serlin’s expression was filled with regret.
It’s just a pity…
to continue experiencing Vill-V’s powerful brain, she would have to wait another two days.
“By the Aeon of Elation, this wave scared the living daylights out of me, scared old Sampo to death.” Sampo was even more trembling with fear; this was arguably the episode where he came closest to death.
“Let’s hurry up and do what we need to do.” Sampo wiped away a cold sweat.
“Wait a second.” Serlin called out to stop everyone, as if she had thought of something, and then said to March: “March, lend me your brick for a moment.” “Oh.” The Astral Express Crew can be trusted, but…
this memory is a root of disaster for the people of Belobog.
If they happen to encounter any Memokeepers, Incinerators…
or something like that, it would be game over!
Therefore, Serlin made up her mind that this memory should not be kept…
damn Gun Gun Mu, I’ll remember this grudge!
March 7th hurriedly took out the brick and handed it to Serlin.
Serlin took it and looked at the people of Belobog apologetically, saying: “Although interfering with other people’s memories isn’t good, but…
for the sake of your safety, it’s better if you forget this memory.” Bronya, Seele, and Natasha looked at each other, then nodded in tacit agreement.
Everything that had just happened completely exceeded their worldview.
They also knew that this was absolutely not something that should be known at their level.
Especially Bronya; as the successor to the Supreme Guardian, she had learned about the records from seven hundred years ago.
At that time, this place belonged to a famous tourist planet, and she was aware of the existence of Path-crazies.
She took the brick and tapped each person on the head lightly.
The memory of what had just happened was instantly consolidated and overwritten; from the perspective of their consciousness…
it was as if it had never happened.
But even so, Serlin was still very worried.
This only handled the most superficial traces; there was still the surrounding Remembrance-matter, and Memokeepers can also read Remembrance-matter!
But regarding Remembrance-matter…
Serlin was completely in the dark.
“Damn Memokeepers, don’t be so broken!
She had never despised the disgusting nature of the Path of Remembrance so much, although it was impossible for ordinary Memokeepers to be able to do this.” ‘Whatever walks, must leave a trace.’ In the Honkai Star Rail universe, it is like a rule, unshakable.
“The Cocoon, please, refresh some Power of Finality for me!” Boss Yao!
[image] Yao Guang [image] Looks good!
The Path of Remembrance is just too damn broken!
It’s truly so broken!
The more I understand Memokeepers, the more I understand why they can scurry around everywhere.
If you’re playing a broken Path and you’re not letting yourself go, you’re this!
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!