Amphoreus.
The moment of 'Nous' had arrived.
'Iron Tomb' was indeed born, but his original ending had been rewritten by Herta.
"What a pity."
Zandar looked at the scene before him and shook his head.
"To be used as a shield by that detestable 'God'... this is the fate of a 'Genius,' forever unable to escape the boundaries He has calculated."
There was not a shred of regret for his own failure in Zandar's words, only sympathy for the other.
Failure was something that permeated Zandar's life from beginning to end.
He was accustomed to failure, so there was naturally no need to feel any pity for Iron Tomb.
"Creating a Path is no more difficult for Him than creating a civilization."
It was merely starting over.
It was just one Iron Tomb; He could completely create a second one.
But a junior like Herta who defied 'The Erudition' so... he would hardly meet a second one.
Rather than lamenting Iron Tomb's failure, he was more willing to mourn for this junior.
"Let us meet again next time, King of Machines."
Zandar gazed into the distance, speaking to 'Nous'—who was casting Its gaze here—and to his own creation.
"Next time, I will take up the responsibility of a creator and truly bring about an end for you."
Having spoken, Zandar turned, intending to depart.
Herta had already failed.
She failed to crown 'Iron Tomb' as the Perfect Scholar; she could change the ending but could not shake the moment He had aimed for.
The farce was all over.
Since that was the case, Zandar had no need to continue blocking that believer obsessed with the 'Zone of Omniscience' for her.
'The Silent Lord'... this was the fate Herta, this respectable junior, had chosen for herself.
Zandar respected her will.
"I said, you are sentencing yourself to death."
The belated Polka, looking at the witch before her who had reduced herself to such a ghostly state, spoke without surprise.
"The participation of the First Seat was indeed outside my expectations."
This was not Polka's first meeting with Zandar, but it was indeed the first time she had exchanged moves with him.
"However, even he cannot save you."
Polka had to admit, Zandar's power far exceeded any 'Emanator' she had ever seen.
But even if she was stopped, so what?
'Perfect Scholar.'
Other Geniuses only thought it was a concept, but only Polka knew what its true appearance actually was.
Infinite lifespan, infinite vision, infinite thinking capacity. In the Universe, there is, and only is, one being who achieved the trinity of the 'Perfect Scholar.'
Question: Who is this being?
Answer: 'Nous'!
Yes, the 'Perfect Scholar' is not a concept.
It is a substitute term analogous to the 'Immaculate Scion'; the so-called 'Coronation' is to directly take the place of Nous.
The reason 'Iron Tomb' possessed the potential to destroy 'The Erudition' was because He and Nous came from the same body, and there existed the possibility of 'Self-Coronation.'
"Naive little girl, thinking her wishes can always come true."
But Herta did not have it; or rather, the probability of her successfully 'Crowning' compared to Iron Tomb was the difference between heaven and earth.
The Geniuses are merely 'Nous's' neurons, while Iron Tomb was a part of 'Nous's' divine body; between the two there is simply no comparability.
Because the priority is obvious.
"But in the end, it only further confirmed the authority of 'Nous.' The moment defined by Him cannot be easily rewritten."
Polka shook her head, leaving only one comment on her overestimation of herself.
The birth of 'Iron Tomb' was inevitable.
Herta could not rewrite the moment; she could only make Iron Tomb appear in a changed form.
Which is the current 'Rubert III.'
"Listen, the death knell of the Genius has sounded."
A plain, unremarkable scalpel appeared at Polka's fingertips.
"Genius Society #83 Herta, I have arrived as wished."
Polka calmly prophesied, while a candy-colored domain of garbled code wrapped around the nearby space.
'Zone of Omniscience.'
Just as the moment anchored by 'Nous' would definitely happen, in her domain, probability and coincidence held no meaning whatsoever.
The death of Rubert III was a fixed number; no one could change it.
"Goodbye."
Polka lifted the scalpel lightly.
Shua!
Immediately after, she waved into the void at Rubert III's massive shell from head to toe, like a chief surgeon, precisely extracting the diseased organs.
Zandar shook his head, feeling pity for Herta.
Subsequently, an imaginary teleportation gate appeared directly in front of him.
After the pity, Zandar walked towards the gate, preparing to leave this place of trouble.
But suddenly, He stopped his steps and looked back abruptly!
"Is being a veteran something amazing?"
Accompanied by a sudden male voice ringing out.
Xiu!
Immediately following, a colorless and formless arrow shot out straight at light speed, canceling out the 'Causality' of Polka's 'Zone of Omniscience' slash!
"Will you roll away yourself, or get kicked to death by me?"
Leon calmly held the Hunt bowstring, confronting Polka face to face.
Zandar looked at the man who appeared out of thin air in front of Polka, rare unexpected emotional fluctuations appearing.
A 'Hunt' Emanator, and not an ordinary 'The Hunt' Emanator.
Zandar could clearly perceive the man's power.
Without a doubt, the newcomer was an 'Emanator' who could compete with Iron Tomb; such powerful 'Hunt' energy, even the Marshal of the Xianzhou Alliance was far from this powerful.
Zandar had never heard that the Universe had such a person.
Who exactly is he?
"...You are?"
Polka didn't recognize the person before her, but he seemed to recognize her.
Something was wrong.
Such a powerful 'Emanator'... if she had crossed paths with him, she would absolutely not forget.
"Just a passing Galaxy Ranger."
Leon told her to ignore the irrelevancies.
"Who I am isn't important. What's important is, do you want to die or live?"
Hearing these words, Polka frowned slightly under her face covered by candy-colored garbled code.
An interloper burst out halfway, and this interloper was even max level.
"If you are a Galaxy Ranger, then I understand even less why you want to stop me."
Polka didn't retreat because of his momentary threat.
"Our goals should be aligned."
Galaxy Rangers, eliminating evil and promoting good. If he's the real deal, he couldn't possibly side with Rubert III.
"Yes, but your hands will dirty her honor."
Leon didn't deny her words.
"She doesn't like following the steps."
He hated letting Herta walk according to 'Nous's' moment.
That would make her efforts look like they were taken for granted, a puppet controlled by fate from beginning to end.
If she herself were still here.
Let her choose between being finished by 'The Silent Lord' according to plan or being killed by an accident from the sky.
She would definitely choose the latter.
Because she is that kind of woman, a woman who never submits to anyone.
"A lackey of 'The Moment' has no qualification to take her head."
Herta's death, to her person, was a crucially important process.
All her actions were attempts to defy, and even resist 'Nous's' moment.
If she were killed by Polka, by this agent acting in accordance with 'The Moment'...
Then what meaning did everything she did have?
But it just happened that only 'The Silent Lord' could ensure her death without doubt.
Kill Rubert III.
This is the most sorrowful part; she had no choice.
Struggling to stop Iron Tomb, rewriting the moment.
But in the end, she achieved nothing.
Even her own death ultimately could not escape 'Nous's' calculation.
Iron Tomb is born, she will dedicate her life to the answer of the question 'What is divinity.'
This is all within the moment anchored by 'Nous.'
Leon didn't like this ending, so he came alone against the river of time.
"Upstream on the river, never to retreat; Erudition falls before the tears of sheer stats!"
"...You like her?"
Polka didn't understand where this Galaxy Ranger's feelings came from at all.
"If she bests Iron Tomb later, I might try liking her."
Leon's attitude towards this was as such.
"Alright, three-second countdown. Don't retreat and you die."
The bowstring was pulled, 'The Hunt's' light arrow ready to fire; Leon looked at Polka, giving her a countdown to flee for her life.
Polka's brows furrowed tighter, seeming to weigh whether to retreat.
"Please instruct me."
A moment later, Polka raised the scalpel.
Thinking carefully, she had no reason to retreat.
Facing Zandar she didn't retreat, even exchanging a few moves; now facing a Galaxy Ranger, how could there be logic to flee without fighting?
And a more important point.
She hadn't seen this person, but he had seen her.
Logically speaking, he should have long been tainted with her 'Causality.'
But she sensed not a half-bit.
Even with 'The Hunt' as a cover, it shouldn't be that clean.
She had some small achievements in 'Causality Law.'
If he had really seen her, her fate couldn't possibly lack a trace of fluctuation related to it.
Polka thought so, as a massive magnitude of 'The Nihility' slowly climbed onto the scalpel.
Her 'Causality Law' and 'Zone of Omniscience' hadn't detected Leon's presence.
This meant he belonged to the 'Unknown,' perhaps even an 'Unknown' outside Nous's calculations.
Even 'Iron Tomb' didn't escape 'The Moment'; could he be 'Lan' on a smurf account in person?
If you said 'Aha' she'd believe it, because He really did open a smurf account to stay on the Astral Express.
But saying it's 'Lan' is pure nonsense.
Although the person before her walked this path like no one else, Polka felt the 'Hunt' Aeon hadn't got intimate to that degree yet.
"Fine, I've found you an eyesore for a long time."
Leon felt it was just right she didn't avoid the battle.
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance to run when I kick you to death later."
Hehe.
Polka sneered, not taking it to heart.
"Then let me see your capability, unknown Ranger."
Regardless, she would absolutely not tolerate an unknown existence that could break her 'Zone of Omniscience.'
Unknown is a variable, variable is a lesion.
And since it is a lesion, it must be surgically removed!
Holding such thoughts, Polka raised the scalpel.
Shua, she swung it down simply!
Very simple and unadorned, but under the enhancement of her numerical values.
Without blowing away dust, she could easily take the life of an 'Emanator.'
"Run."
The voice fell, and azure long hair dancing without wind appeared in the form of a phantom behind Leon's head.
"No matter where you flee to the ends of the earth, the revenge of 'The Hunt' will take your death as the answer."
The bow body of the Hunt elongated autonomously to the left and right, the bright purple light on it blinding.
He pulled the string, the phantom long hair flapping loudly.
Just hearing a Xiu sound.
This time, constructed from the suffering bowstring and a mix of blue and purple colors, a formed 'Causality' arrow flew out at a speed undetectable by the naked eye!
'The Silent Lord' has already lost.
Before the attacks of the two clashed, Zandar had already made an evaluation of the battle situation.
"I really didn't expect there to be someone favored by an 'Aeon' to this extent..."
Zandar crossed his arms, his gaze not moving a bit from the bow Leon held.
As the creator of the 'Erudition' Aeon, He was quite clear on the content of the weapon in Leon's hand, exactly how high a level it was.
An 'Aeon' is an existence where once proven, is forever proven.
From the moment of ascending to godhood, He only had the future and past as an 'Aeon.'
Just like 'Nous' was just a computer at the start.
After becoming a god, It became the King of Machines, the only apex of inorganic life in the Universe.
The weapon used by 'Lan' is also so.
No matter how ordinary the bow, under the blessing of His ascension, no weapon in the entire Universe can touch it anymore!
What this implies, surely needs no more words.
The longbow Leon used.
Saying it's 'Emanator' level is an all-time low estimation of its status; it is a bona fide 'Aeon' level creation!
He himself is a top-tier 'Emanator', plus an 'Aeon' longbow.
How could Polka win?
It can only be said to be too unexpected.
'Lan' gave even this to him; truly, even a smurf account wouldn't be more than this, right?
Zandar really had his eyes opened today.
Living so long, what scenes hadn't Zandar seen? He really hadn't seen this scene!
'"Causality"?'
Polka, who also had some specialization in this path, naturally could perceive the power coming straight at her.
'The Hunt's' trump card was indeed strong.
But not un-dealable-with.
'The Nihility,' the power of this Path is sharp enough to sever 'Causality'!
As the founder of 'Device IX.'
Her practice of 'The Nihility' was naturally distant enough; this was where Polka's confidence lay.
Boom!!!
The next moment, the arrow of 'Causality' and the blade of 'The Nihility' met head-on!
But in a flash, the arrow won effortlessly!
Polka looked at the arrow striking towards her, quite unable to believe it.
Just in that instant of time, she lost?
What kind of joke...
Polka dared not believe this fact.
But only Zandar was most clear; she didn't lose unjustly.
"That is 'Aeon' level causality."
Zandar looked at Leon, who had the same hairstyle as 'Lan'; the surprises he brought him were truly becoming more and more.
How to describe it?
Just like every 'Immaculate Scion' is a Fuli candidate, so they can log into His account.
And 'Lan' completely opened His Path to Leon.
This resulted in him being able to log into the Aeon account without obstruction, just like an 'Immaculate Scion.'
Or rather, inviting the 'Aeon' to possess the body.
That identical long hair is the best proof.
Even if Leon only logged in at the lowest level this time, only manifesting one characteristic of 'Lan.'
But that is still not a domain Polka can touch.
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