As the erald wings spread and flapped once, a brief sonic boom rang in Elysia’s ears.
Imdiately after, the scenery before her eyes began changing at an extrely rapid pace.
By wrapping the entire body in ideal fluid and reducing friction between air and body to the minimum to achieve ultimate speed, for the Herrscher of Wind, this was a more efficient ans of movent than riding any other flying vehicle.
If 【Elysia】 riding the Spirit of Origin needed nearly a full day’s journey to reach New Zealand from the North Arican coast, then for the current 【Wendy】, ‘she’ only needed a few hours.
From the civil defense facilities in the Alps to Wellington, the ti required would be even shorter.
— Ten-odd minutes would suffice.
When the flapping erald wings gradually ca to rest, the surrounding environnt gradually settled.
“We’re, here already?”
Releasing her arms that had been hugging 【Wendy】’s neck and landing on the ground, Elysia felt a bit unsteady, feeling like the ground gave her no sense of reality, but aside from that, she was more surprised by this speed.
“Mm.”
After thinking about it, the streaked-hair girl still swallowed back the words — if you were a bit lighter, it might have been even faster.
If she said that, she’d definitely be chased and beaten by Miss Fatty!
“I sohow feel like you’re thinking sothing very rude.”
Sensing Elysia’s suddenly sharp gaze, 【Wendy】 quite naturally denied:
“No.”
Was this won’s intuition?
“Forget it, let’s find Ato and the others first. I wonder where they are now.”
Elysia imdiately planned to use her personal communication terminal to contact Ato, who was in the sa area, but 【Wendy】 shook her head:
“No need, I’ve already found them.”
“Huh?” Miss Fatty looked doubtful. “You didn’t move at all.”
“The wind told .”
The air currents that had beco incredibly violent due to the Herrscher of Wind’s authority and the major Honkai eruption’s influence passed over her slender index finger, transforming into a gentle breeze that gradually cald.
The girl spoke of this source of information in her calm voice.
Although quite different from that certain Barbatos next door who didn’t do his proper job, for the Herrscher of Wind who could create ideal fluid and manipulate fluid, the monotonous wind could likewise bring him various sources of intelligence.
It’s just that the owner of this body didn’t understand how to properly use this authority.
Elysia’s eyes flashed with envy as she sighed: “Herrscher powers are really amazing.”
“Would you like to try becoming a Herrscher?”
The streaked-hair girl who stopped walking turned her head slightly, asking this with an extrely natural smile.
The cald breeze seed to pause for an instant.
Elysia awkwardly smiled and scratched her head:
“No thanks.”
“I still prefer living as a human.”
“Besides, becoming a Herrscher isn’t sothing you can just do at will, right? I, Ellie, definitely couldn’t do it.”
In the wind, there was an unnatural lody.
But it quickly passed by.
The streaked-hair girl said nothing, only showing that sa smile identical to Elysia’s, before turning and leaving her silhouette behind.
The gentle wind brushed through the pink hair, making it difficult to see what exactly was in those azure depths.
…
For Kosma, these peaceful and tranquil days had ended far too abruptly, leaving one at a loss.
Although there had been ons before, Kosma believed that after long gloom, sunny days would always co.
This was the so-called ‘dawn light.’
But it seed that beautiful fantasies would always be torn to shreds by cruel reality.
For example, now.
The ho he cherished had already beco ruined walls with no trace of beauty remaining.
His orange eyes reflected that terrifying hurricane, as well as the huge figure dancing and leaping within it — just like a giant ape.
He should have followed Fire Moth’s arrangents and entered the nearest air-raid shelter.
But Kosma still chose to co here, to the area with the harshest environnt in New Zealand’s territory.
“So it’s you.”
Carrying a backpack of carefully configured explosives, the green-haired boy’s eyes flickered with anger and determination.
Fire Moth’s evacuation would have oversights, and at those tis, it was often ti for Dark Night☆Hero to step up.
But in Kosma’s current view, rather than searching for overlooked civilians one by one, the fastest way to resolve this disaster was to first deal with the culprit before his eyes, right?
Just like in comics, as long as he dealt with this guy, everything could return to how it was before.
His body trembling, Kosma was well aware that reality wasn’t a comic, and he, famous as Dark Night☆Hero, wasn’t a real hero either.
But he still tried hard to beco a real hero!
“Die!”
Hiding behind buildings in the lee to resist those strong air currents, Kosma, covered in wounds all over his body, roared angrily. Using the typhoon’s air currents to blow himself along with the debris following the wind that left wounds all over the boy’s body, he couldn’t be stopped from using all his strength to adjust his body and hurl the backpack of explosives he was holding toward that enormous figure.
“Boom!”
Under a strange detonation thod, the explosive flash illuminated even the sowhat dim sky.
But just as I had said, conventional thermal weapons couldn’t possibly cause much damage to Honkai Beasts, especially when the target was such a Judgnt-class Honkai beast.
Kosma’s carefully prepared backpack of high-energy explosives was, at most, just an itch for Pavane.
However—
In this forbidden zone where life was nearly extinct, such an accident did indeed attract Pavane’s attention.
A tiny insect dared to attack?
For a Judgnt-class Honkai beast, this was undoubtedly a provocation.
The storm ceased.
But this didn’t an it was a good thing; it was instead a sign that Pavane was preparing to take action.
The previous storm was rely a warm-up exercise, like an appetizer.
— However, for Kosma, an ordinary human boy, being swept into the sky and then falling to crash into the ground, his fate was already sealed.
Yet the brutal Parvati still widened those countless beast eyes that made one’s scalp tingle, sending a terrifying energy wave toward the falling boy.
This strike was enough to scatter his bones and ashes.
…I really can’t beco a hero after all.
The boy, plumting straight down, was barely conscious. Staring at the oncoming beam of destruction, his heart was filled with regret.
Although he yearned to beco a hero, in the very end, this seed to be an unrealizable dream.
Perhaps it was an illusion — a gentle wind wrapped around his body.
It was a flash of green.
And a girl’s soft chant—
“Ideal fluid.”
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