Honkai Impact: Did you meet the First Herrscher when you first arrived? !

Chapter 590: Holy Sword Cuts Diamond

"At that time, I was caught up in a sudden crisis. In this crisis, due to a series of accidents, I lost the stability of my existence as a physical entity. The imaginary internal energy ran wild, and the particle unitary property was lost. People in that world call this form of [quantization]." Schrödinger's other face was revealed, and it was like crystal jelly. His left hand went straight through the rocks on the coast. "The entity faded, the consciousness blurred, and eventually I fell to the bottom of the "Quantum Sea", and was trapped in the cracks of the world with the lowest energy point... It should have been like this. However, I was extremely lucky that when I slowly sank into the abyss outside that world, I accidentally touched this unique holy sword."

Schrodinger raised the holy sword [Yulandel] in his hand. This gorgeous sword that did not look like a weapon was once by the captain's side and was often seen on Bianca's body recently.

But this is a holy sword...

"At that time, it was a piece of metal that had lost its soul, and I was a wild ghost that had lost its soul. I relied on it to stabilize my existence, and it relied on me to regain its original strength. However, at that time, we had been away from our original world for too long - so long that there was no "beacon" outside that could help us locate ourselves, and we had no way of specifying where we would appear after the "leap"... But as you can see, we came here incompletely. Although I am not a fatalist, I believe that in this deformed world we live in, this sword has its own mission to accomplish - to cut off the wall of disaster that threatens all of us... Captain, can I borrow your "Star of Africa"?"

"Ah? You're not really going to use that to...test your sword?"

Shakespeare's expression froze, and Schrödinger's next words blocked her refusal, "...You won't sell it for money now, right?"

"..." Shakespeare choked. She suddenly felt that she should have been more stingy. She wiped the sweat off her face and said, "...Okay, no matter how good the raw stone is, it still needs to be cut. But can you help me cut it to look better?"

After hesitating for a moment, Shakespeare walked into the captain's room and took out the raw stone as big as an eggplant.

Although the size of this rough stone is amazing, its rough and dull surface always makes people suspect that it is just a piece of glass.

However, those who have touched it with their own hands can truly feel that this is indeed the "purest" crystal in the world from the light texture that is instantly "melted" by the warmth of the palm.

While everyone was passing the diamond around, Bianca even took the rough stone and slammed it on the ground, breaking the rock into pieces.

Finally, Schrödinger fixed the raw stone on a reef. Her right hand holding the hilt of the sword released a purple fluorescence, as if injecting energy into this strange weapon.

"Okay." Dr. Schrödinger maintained her usual cold tone. Li Ming was more concerned about the energy released from Schrödinger's hands. It seemed that the soul steel was solidified in some way. She gently held this rare treasure, like a carpenter treating a planer or a potter treating clay - letting it stick to one side of the blade of the holy sword, and rubbing it gently and steadily, like spreading butter on a slice of bread. This sword almost broke Shakespeare's heart.

When the doctor raised the gem in his hand again for everyone to see, the place where the "butter" had just been applied had now formed a flat, smooth, bright and clear crystal section.

Amid the crew's almost suffocating shock, the doctor calmly turned the gem over and rotated it again and again, as if peeling a potato, allowing the holy sword to clean every flaw on its surface, and every cut would make Shakespeare tremble with fear.

Finally, she calmly returned the scraped gem to the captain: "I am not a professional jeweler, I just know how to keep the size of the gem as much as possible, I hope it has not depreciated."

The doctor pulled the holy sword out of the reef with an expressionless face, and eliminated the fluorescence on its surface. She walked through the crowd that automatically separated, stepped on the waves that were broken like snowflakes, and returned to the deck of the Caledonia.

After taking a closer look at the gem in his hand, Shakespeare finally felt relieved.