Tianzhu Kingdom, Dahavi.
With a spatial gate connected directly to the opening of the theater, Ling Ke's figure slowly stepped out of it.
Not long after, he arrived at the top floor of a high-rise building tens of kilometers away from Dahavi.
Here, an observation platform.
Undoubtedly, a very good and comfortable "audience seat."
Also ironic.
Within the Kingdom of Tianzhu, the city where Dahavi is located — Mianmian Port — is the largest city under the rule of the former.
Its international popularity is not low.
Because it is the number one textile export port in the world.
Nearby, the Tianzhu Kingdom's navy was even stationed, with a military base.
However, it is a place that should be... or really is wealthy, but a slum has emerged that ranks second in the world and first in Asia.
"It really is one side of heaven and one side of hell."
At this moment, Ling Ke stood high atop a tall building, hands in his pockets.
"Tsk tsk~ If I didn't know the view below the observation deck, I'd think I traveled to the wrong place and went straight to Arasaka Night City in Cyberpunk 2077."
He said this, casually glancing at the other passersby beside him.
Among them, many were not native inhabitants.
They came from all over the world, with different skin colors and speaking a variety of languages.
These people, dragging along their families, came specifically to experience the customs and traditions of Tianzhu.
Of course, he meant the glamorous side that some public intellectuals once mentioned.
At that moment, just under three meters from Ling Ke, stood a white couple.
Between them, the strong father was holding up his little daughter, lifting her to a panoramic telescope.
The family laughed and played happily.
However, from beginning to end, everyone nearby counted one after another, and no one ever noticed Ling Ke. . . . . And the spatial gate that had just appeared closed slowly and silently.
The reason, naturally, was that he did not want to be disturbed by these trivial matters.
So long as he didn't want to be seen, the passersby around him would not notice any of his actions, not even his very existence.
Naturally, they did not detect it.
Impending disaster.
Meanwhile, within the bounds of Dahavi, in the cathedral considered a miracle by locals and completed entirely in just a few months.
"Monseigneur."
A short-haired woman with a cold temperament, slightly bowing behind a blonde man, asked, "The finishing touches are done. Shall we leave immediately?"
Inside the secret room, she heard him ask this. . . . .
"It's time to go."
The blonde man... Otto Apokalypse turned slowly, "something I was checking on has already produced results."
"Nature here holds no value."
As he spoke, he placed his right hand on the head of a small figure beside him.
The latter's eyes were lifeless, like a puppet held by strings.
And beside her stood a massive cross extending its golden chains in all directions.
The Eleventh Divine Key — the Binding Key, "Oath of Judah."
This is what the group of crazed believers had worshipped in recent days. . . . . the true form of the so-called "Chains of Divine Commandments."
"Delisa, come with Grandpa."
.
The small figure gave no response.
Otto didn't mind.
Because he knew that the good granddaughter in this state was only "good" in name.
She was immersed in a hazy fantasy and unable to respond to anything herself.
"Sleep, sleep, Theresa."
"When you wake up, everything will be as it once was."
Otto murmured to himself as if singing a lullaby.
However.
The white clown mask he wore on his face seemed to emit strange waves of energy.
Behind him, the short-haired woman who saw it all. . . . . Rita Rossweisse, a trace of intolerance flashed in her eyes.
But in a moment, she pressed down her compassion.
She was "not chosen."
As one of the original S-class Valkyries of Destiny, she was the weakest and had the least potential of all the S-class Valkyries.
But compared to the other S-class Valkyries, she—
She was once deeply influenced by the belief of "Ragnar Rodbrock," the leader of the assault troops, and was willing to dirty her hands for the sake of the world.
Only because, at that time, she firmly believed that everything she did would allow more people to have a happy family.
However, it later turned out that she had simply selectively ignored the darkness and made excuses.
A happy family?
How many "sacrificed" people, who once had that, were forced to lose it?
Accumulate karma.
She herself ended up being forced to lose her own happy family.
But in this situation.
She still wanted to fight.
At that moment, in this secret room, a sudden burst of energy fluctuation exploded from the oscillating space.
If an outsider were to look around carefully, they would be shocked to discover a massive object embedded in the wall in the direction Otto just looked.
It was the strange-shaped head of a train.
The Second Divine Key: the Eternal Calamity Key, "Thousand Realms Passenger."
This is one of the "world relics" brought back by Otto from the ancient (now vanished) civilized era.
At the same time, it was the key to his return.
Now, his old and true friend — the First Divine Key, the Key of Revelation, "Void Archives," no longer accompanies him.
It is sealed in a "Sumeru Mustard Seed" created by the Second Divine Key, originally given by a certain predecessor, and now belongs to Youlande.
The First Divine Key.
Otto is cautious.
He even deliberately consumed most of the Honkai energy stored inside "Void Archives" to detect traces of it.
So much so that the latter simply could not activate the power of "Mimesis: Thousand Realms Passenger" on its own.
There was no other way.
In Otto's eyes, this old friend always held the potential for rebellion. . . . . Well, that's not quite accurate.
After all, from beginning to end, "Void Archives" was not his subordinate, but more like a "collaborator."
So, since both sides once had equal standing, and since the "boss" of the other party had now appeared, Otto naturally had to guard against the possibility of his own destruction.
Of course, Otto didn't care if he perished.
But he could not die now, could not disappear.
Otherwise, the only faith in his heart — Kallen Kaslana. . . . . her existence would be completely reduced to "nothingness."
This is something that he, who could consider his own death as "the loss of all humanity," would never allow.
Therefore.
He, to reinvent a world with Kallen.
Will do whatever it takes and go to any lengths.
And in this process.
"Ha ha~ An old friend has returned."
Otto said to himself: "Old friend, I must still meet you."
At the same time.
"Boom!"
Above this underground chamber, in the side courtyard of the church, a blast of fire shot up into the sky.
This terrifying and mysterious "scene" naturally caused a stir among the surrounding believers.
It was immediately followed by even more devout prostration.
They only thought it was another miracle of Honkai Impact.
However.
"唪~"
"Bang!"
The flames rose high, and a red figure was fiercely battling two blue streams.
The former, wearing the "Shadow Knight Moon Wheel" armor, had changed her hair color.
No longer the usual dark gray, but... a reddish fluorescent hue.
She was Fu Hua, who had accepted the task assigned by the higher-ups of the New World Snake Organization and came here to investigate matters related to the "Honkai God Cult."
And the two she was fighting against—
Youlande, wearing the "Kaguya Tsukibura" armor.
The strongest former S-Class Valkyrie of Destiny in recent generations now wore a blank expression, no longer the kind of radiance that once inspired trust and followers.
Now she fought for a "lie with an answer that is all too obvious."
As for the other person—
"He is indeed worthy of being Master Chiyuan."
"Even though I didn't go all out, I couldn't defeat him for a long time while joining forces with Miss Youlande."
She is Chinese.
Born in the "civilization era," during the Ming Dynasty. Practiced swordsmanship from a young age and possessed outstanding talent.
Name: Li Sushang.
She is also the most mysterious figure in the original Destiny Organization's classified files. . . . . The final S-Class Valkyrie.
At that moment, she wore the "Jade Knight Moonmark" armor and wielded a multitude of flying swords to battle the source of her fellow sect.
Right now.
"Bang!"
Though she did not initiate an artificial Honkai, Fu Hua, already in the commonly used "Chi Ling" state from the past, punched and kicked the two girls in front of her.
She frowned and looked at them both.
"Why are you still helping Otto?"
She was a bit puzzled, "Even after everything that's happened, you still haven't seen that guy's true face?"
Fu Hua's eyes fell on Youlande. "Even now, you still use the so-called 'mission' as an excuse?"
Perhaps, after seeing through her mind and understanding her nature a few months ago, her mind had sublimated.
At that moment, Fu Hua no longer held the same convictions as she had in the past.
She was no longer the "Immortal Red Comet" who was pushed forward.
Nowadays, she was simply a selfish and human warrior who acted for herself and the people she cared about.
So she didn't understand why Youlande could still defend her own patricide.
However.
"The reason is simple, Ms. Fu Hua."
Youlande's tone was low, "My 'justice' and 'mission,' my mother, my friends, my life, my respected seniors — they all existed in that era that has completely vanished."
"Therefore, I can only preserve it first — and then everything else."
"Of course, neither Miss Li Sushang nor I want this era of 'second chances' to be destroyed because of us."
"I would never fall for that man's (Ling Ke's) trap."
"What I claim to pursue is the coexistence of two eras."
"And Bishop Otto is the only hope I can see so far."
At these words.
"You—
"There's no point in talking further."
Youlande slammed the "Hell of Eternal Silence" spear into the ground.
In the next moment, she switched weapons.
The Sixth Divine Key: the Key of Creation, "White Flower of the Black Abyss."
"Don't stop me, Ms. Fu Hua."
"This is different from the last time at Destiny's HQ."
"This time I won't hold back."
Also, in her right hand, at the moment she gripped the dark weapon's hilt—
"Whoosh~"
Her hair, which originally flowed down to her knees like a golden waterfall, drastically changed in an instant.
That sickly, desolate pallor.
If one looked only at the surface, it didn't seem too different from the self-destructive Raiden Mei.
But in essence.
"!!!"
Fu Hua looked into Youlande's eyes — that strange and excessively vigorous vitality. . . . . .
"This—
Fu Hua's pupils suddenly contracted, "What kind of power is this?"