Rita paused for a moment, suggesting.
“Theoretically, the Blank Key is stronger than the God-Slaying Armor, but without the Honkai Core, it might not be suitable for the current situation.”
Rhode pondered over her words.
True.
The essence of the Blank Key is to allow the wearer to link into the imaginary space within the Honkai Core, momentarily granting them the ability to wield the power of the respective core like a Honkai Herrscher.
In a blank state, there’s indeed no need to be too obsessed with the God-Slaying Armor at the initial stage.
“So, what do you recommend?”
Rita bowed respectfully.
“Since Your Majesty intends to form Valkyries with maids, I recommend using the third-generation armor, ‘Dark Rose’, as the standard armament, the one I'm wearing now.”
Upon hearing this, Lilya's eyes lit up with excitement.
“So, I have a chance to wear such beautiful clothes too?!”
Noticing Lilya's expectant gaze, Rita nodded slightly and chuckled softly.
“Don't think it's just purely beautiful, this armor might look like ordinary clothes on the outside, but it actually contains quite complex and mature energy amplification technology, which can significantly enhance the wearer's physical attack and battlefield survivability.”
“However, in front of Your Majesty's might, replicating it is naturally a piece of cake.”
Rita suddenly pursed her lips, furrowing her brows slightly, glancing at the door with her peripheral vision, and then looked at Rhode with an inquiring gaze.
Rhode crossed his arms, resting his elbows on the table, his hands covering his nose bridge, revealing only a pair of deep eyes, and nodded slightly without expression.
Rita’s lips curled up with a dangerous arc, her ash-gold bangs covering her left eye, her rose-colored eyes glimmering with coldness.
“But, if you're carrying out a dangerous hunting mission, I recommend wearing this ‘Hunting Suit: Shadow Iron’.”
She stepped forward gracefully in her high heels, spreading her hands.
The black Shadow Iron armor flew out piece by piece from the stigmata on her back, quantum-reconstructing and covering Rita’s entire body.
“After all, in front of my good dog, no carbon-based lifeform can hide their shape~”
As soon as the words left her mouth.
The self-guided tracking weapon that comes with the ‘Hunting Suit: Shadow Iron,’ a mechanical hound called the Carbon-Based Hunter, roared and leaped forward, smashing the door like lightning.
The next moment.
A miserable scream echoed throughout the palace.
“Ah—!!!”
“Save, save me, monster, there's a monster!!!”
Steel teeth crunched through bone and flesh, making a grinding sound that made one’s teeth ache.
Splattered blood bloomed like rain, splashing against the walls of the corridor.
The elderly butler, clutching his broken leg, screamed in terror, clumsily pulling out a dagger from his chest and waving it around wildly.
The blade clashed against the metal shell, spitting out sparks, but the mechanical hound didn't even bother to dodge, not needing any defense.
“Don't, don't come closer!”
Da-da-da—
Crisp footsteps came from the shadows.
The sound of the shoe soles hitting the ground echoed through the corridor, like the ringing of a death knell.
Emerging slowly from the spreading pool of blood, the elegant maid skillfully swung the glowing scythe a few times, looked down at the old butler, and smiled like a grim reaper.
“Good day, eavesdropper~”
The old butler didn't care about the newcomer, shouting in a commanding tone.
“You fool, get rid of that monster! Quick, quick, get someone to treat me!”
Rita narrowed her eyes and swung the scythe.
“Ah—!!!”
In an instant, severed limbs flew through the air.
The old butler's left leg and right arm were ruthlessly cut off.
Rita pressed the sharp blade of the scythe against the old butler's forehead.
“Genetic Harvester, a biological hunting arm fabricated by the Heimdall lab using bio-technology.”
“You just need to acquire a little genetic sample during battle, and you can quickly decipher the biological data of the target and switch tactical modes.”
Rita seemed to be explaining something to someone, or perhaps she was talking to herself.
“At the same time, this weapon will also specifically allocate the poison ‘Avalanche’ according to the target's gene sequence, constantly eroding the torn flesh.”
“Don't understand? It's alright… before you bleed to death, you'll experience the excruciating pain of being cut a thousand times, this is the punishment for betrayal~”
The old butler's eyes were bloodshot, gritting his teeth, staring at Rita with hatred.
“Who, who are you?! Why are you doing this?!”
Rita tilted her head and sighed with a trace of melancholy.
“Me? Just a poor maid trying to please Your Majesty~”
“Maid… you're his person?! He's only five years old, how could… ”
The old butler’s eyes widened in disbelief, then, as if grasping at a life raft, he shouted loudly.
“Your Majesty, yes, Your Majesty! I want to see him!”
“Your Majesty, it’s me! Have you forgotten me? I’m the butler the late King left behind, I have the right to supervise you!”
From the end of the corridor, Rhode's indifferent voice came.
“Oh? Is that so, Lilya?”
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