Honkai: Oh No, I’ve Become the Herrscher of Corruption?! - Chapter 135

July 4, 14:30
The aircraft transporting the Herrscher of Flames cruised steadily through the stratosphere above the Atlantic. Perhaps to guard against Anti-Entropy, the flight’s destination was set for South America.

Aside from Fu Hua, several researchers were also on board. Maybe due to the long journey, they began playing music half an hour after takeoff.

(An elegant melody begins to play…)

“It’s been a long day without you, my friend… And I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again…”

At that moment, Rachel’s eyes abruptly snapped open—clear and lucid—as she awoke from her illusions.

The next instant, with a deafening BOOM, the plane exploded. Rachel and Fu Hua plummeted into the Atlantic, while everyone else aboard was instantly reduced to ashes.

The blast had occurred thousands of meters in the air, and the Herrscher’s landing point was nearly a hundred kilometers from the coastline. All things considered, it was a stroke of misfortune within misfortune.

That was Fu Hua’s first thought as she regained consciousness. Immediately, she swam with all her strength toward the spot where the Herrscher had fallen. She had to stop Rachel from reaching land.

Meanwhile, Cheng Lixue, faced with the sudden crisis, swiftly ordered the Schicksal fleet to intercept the Herrscher off the western coast of Norway. The situation in Iceland had taught her one thing—if the Herrscher of Flames set foot on the European mainland, the consequences would be unimaginable.

“Lady Cheng Lixue, Squad Three has spotted the Herrscher 10 kilometers out. Naval artillery is ready— Wait, the Herrscher is attacking! Evade—!”

A chaotic burst of static cut off the transmission. Then—silence. A fireball struck the ship, detonating it on impact. The wreckage sank beneath the waves.

Rachel watched as another aircraft approached. She raised her hand, mimicking a gun.

“Bang.”

A beam lanced out, striking the fuel tank. The plane erupted into a fireball midair.

“Huh. So none of these people are as tough as that woman earlier.”

Seeing how an attack that barely fazed Fu Hua had instantly downed the aircraft, Rachel realized—it wasn’t that she was weak. Fu Hua was just that strong. To her, Fu Hua was the only real threat.

She knew full well that the terrifying woman was still alive and closing in fast. She couldn’t afford to waste time on these ships and planes.

As she scanned the endless expanse of ocean around her, an idea struck.

The Three Conditions for Combustion:

1. Combustible material

2. Sufficient oxygen (as an oxidizer)

3. Temperature reaching the ignition point

For most ordinary substances, submerging them in water both lowers the temperature below ignition and cuts off oxygen supply, which is why water extinguishes fires.

Since ancient times, “water puts out fire” has been common knowledge. Even today, aside from exceptions like oils (which are less dense than water) or substances that react chemically with water, most people’s first instinct when faced with flames is to douse them with water.

But now—

With Rachel at its center, the ocean burned.

The seawater itself ignited, flames spreading in all directions. Every witness to this scene stared in disbelief, their voices trembling with shock:

“The North Atlantic… the North Atlantic is on fire!”

Of course, the Herrscher of Flames’ authority didn’t allow Rachel to create combustible material out of nothing. She only needed to do one thing:

Raise the temperature.

Most people know that water boils and evaporates at 100°C.

Those who’ve studied chemistry know water’s molecular formula: H₂O, structured as H—O—H, held together by two hydrogen-oxygen bonds.

Without a catalyst, once temperatures exceed 2500°C, water vapor can overcome the strong hydrogen bonds between molecules. In layman’s (albeit unscientific) terms, such extreme heat “snaps” the bonds between H—O—H, thermally decomposing water vapor into hydrogen (H₂) and oxygen (O₂).

Combustible hydrogen. Oxidizing oxygen. Extreme heat.

With all three conditions met, Rachel—by raising the ocean’s temperature beyond 2500°C—had literally set the sea ablaze.

Under such intense heat, even metal hulls began melting. The sailors never dreamed they’d meet their end burning alive at sea.

By now, Schicksal’s search-and-rescue planes had finally spotted Fu Hua amid the vast ocean.

After wiping out all nearby aircraft and ships, Rachel gained a deeper understanding of her authority. She dove back into the water, manipulating molecular motion to release heat outward while propelling herself forward. Steam hissed violently in her wake.

Like an old-fashioned steamship—only far faster—she raced toward the coast. In just over half an hour, she had crossed nearly 100 kilometers.

…..

15:05, Oslo

From the shoreline, a white-smoke-wreathed monster came into view. The Norwegian navy scrambled to stop Rachel’s advance, but against temperatures in the thousands of degrees, their ships stood no chance. They sank almost instantly, failing to even delay her.

Soon, Rachel made landfall on Oslo’s western coast. The once-bustling beaches now stood completely deserted.

Without hesitation, she sprinted toward a small airport. Her time as a politician had taught her one thing—Norway’s elite would flee from there.

Even in this age of advanced technology, information lag was inevitable.

• “A monster has appeared in the Atlantic!”

• “It’s heading straight for Oslo at full speed!”

• “The navy will stop it!”

• “The navy’s been annihilated!”

• “The monster has landed in Oslo!”

Each update was so shocking that Oslo’s residents wasted precious time questioning their validity—Was this real? Was the footage AI-generated?

From the navy’s destruction to Rachel’s arrival, less than 10 minutes had passed. Most hadn’t even begun evacuating.

And Rachel had zero intention of restraining her Honkai energy.

As she moved, everything within kilometers—even tens of kilometers—succumbed to lethal Honkai radiation. People collapsed in waves, their lives snuffed out. By the time Rachel reached the airport, Oslo had become a paradise for zombies and Honkai beasts.

…..

15:25

The cramped airport was overcrowded. Panicked chaos delayed takeoffs—everyone fought to escape first, refusing to be left behind.

But the result of such disorder? No one escaped.

Just as the first plane prepared for liftoff—Rachel arrived.

She raised a finger toward the sky.

A massive fireball slammed down.

The airport erupted into an inferno.