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"Grandpa, what is he going to do now?" Theresa asked, puzzled.

The world serpent, anti-entropy, and ordinary people—at this moment, all eyes were focused on one person.

Otto faced the direction of the setting sun and slowly raised his hands, as if he were holding up the setting sun.

"Before I begin what I am about to do, I hereby formally announce: I, Otto Apocalypse, hereby resign from my position as Bishop of Destiny and withdraw from the organization completely, effective immediately."

"My successor, Theresa Apocalypse, leader of the Far East branch, will soon assume the position of bishop and take full control of the Destiny organization."

After announcing all this, Otto tore off the archbishop's bodice and began his final speech.

"Now, I invite people all over the world to join me in a dream, a dream—"

"A fool's dream."

As the last word fell, an inexplicable wave instantly swept across the entire Earth.

Whether they were warriors left over from the previous civilization or the most powerful Valkyrie of the current civilization, they were all drawn into an unknown realm by that fluctuation without any resistance.

A grand dream has begun.

In this dream, everything is indistinguishable from reality. Valkyries fight bravely against the Honkai, and the Herrschers, fighting for humanity, awaken because of lost love. The world's trajectory mirrors Otto's chronicle, and in the end, the Herrscher of Flame and Durandal together defeat the "false god" Otto.

Otto also used this moment to change the past.

Everything seemed exactly the same as what happened in the movie until they woke up from their dream.

Power and memories were preserved, and death, which should have existed, truly became a dream.

The defeated Herrschers and the process of Honkai did not regress; they overcame the Eleventh Herrscher, the Restraint.

Only some things are different: the paradise beneath the World Serpent, and the new world altered by Otto's past.

"Only twelve hours have passed?"

Kiana, the Herrscher of Flame, stared at everything in disbelief. And... beside her, her teacher Himeko was also stunned.

"Otto could have avoided dying thanks to that dream."

Above the world, on some unknown level, a transcendent "awakened one" whispers softly.

Beside him, a blond figure loomed in and out of sight; he was the "Fool" who remained.

“But I must take those sins and darkness to the grave and give them a new future.” The blond phantom smiled nonchalantly. “Besides, isn’t this what you call karma and reincarnation?”

The enlightened one nodded, affirming His statement, and turned his gaze to the endless distance where a giant tree stood.

"The Tree of Imaginary Numbers tacitly acknowledges the 'existence' of all this."

"I was also shocked. Logically speaking, Otto not only altered the extremities as depicted on the light screen, deceiving Him, but he even went so far as to make everything even more perfect."

The golden-haired phantom clenched its illusory hand.

"But 'He' did not completely erase Otto's existence, tacitly accepting 'all of this'..."

Together with the Awakened One, He looked toward the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, toward the new branches that had been born of Otto.

In that brand new world, a white-haired girl takes the hand of a blond boy, and together they run towards the dawn.

In the future of that world, there are thirteen ordinary yet extraordinary people who are brought together by some connection and will never have to say goodbye because of the existence of the Collapse.

This is a gift from Otto to those who also fight for love and to save the world; they will meet there after everything is over.

The "Awakened One" expressed sincere gratitude, but not to the "Fool," but to the blond boy.

Beyond time, the "Awakened One" will join the feast at some point. But the "Fool" will forever watch over that new future.

After a decision that was met with almost no dissent, the Star Train made a jump and arrived at the Star of the Gathering, Pinocene.

Xing was the first to rush into the lobby of the Daydream Hotel, looking around curiously at everything.

For the safety of the train, Danheng stayed on the train, and the key also needed to be guarded.

Himeko and Walter went to the front desk to check in, since there were two more passengers on the train.

Behind them, March 7th and Bai Heng walked while turning back to pull at the umbrella-wielding figure who kept stopping.

After roughly surveying the hotel's layout and memorizing the locations of all the trash cans within sight, Xingye walked over to March 7th and asked Changyeyue with great curiosity:

"You still haven't told us how you suddenly appeared behind March 7th? Didn't you say you could only chat through chat rooms?"

"do not know."

Changyeyue answered truthfully.

"do not know?!"

“Yes, I don’t know.” Chang Yeyue said matter-of-factly, “In short, the result is that I have gained a body that can appear in reality at any time, and can return to the memories of March 7th at any time.”

Since "balance" has no restrictions on actions, it means that no matter what reason she comes up with, the outcome will not change.

She had intended to continue using that ability to achieve some of the results she desired, but March 7th probably couldn't withstand that level of strain.

Chapter 120 Heroes, ignite that first blazing sun!

Time's up.

[Subject: Onpharos]

[The second half of the video has begun playing]

[Next up: "Heroes, ignite that first blazing sun"]

The Fire Thief is him, another version of himself, or perhaps the previous version of himself who recreated the world.

They couldn't break the deadlock on their own; this was a truth etched deeply into his memory.

What he didn't know was that the person who started all this had long since lost interest in the birth of the Iron Tomb and remained there, simply waiting for a result.

Whether it's destruction, expansion, or even the loss of memories, Lai Gushi can accept it all with equanimity.

"Heroes, ignite that first glorious sun!"

【Start playing】

[Before the final creation and eternal return.]

After a faint sigh, the girl's slightly trembling voice rang out.

"White Calamity..."

"We set out to respond to the world's wishes, right?"

Faced with the girl's question, the boy's answer was very firm.

“Every Golden Descendant is like this, it has never changed.”

"Then, why..."

"Is Onphalus's wish so unreasonable?"

A boy holding a long sword and a girl holding a ceremonial sword stood atop the Dawn Cloud Cliff, gazing at the distant sky.

An unprecedented scene of devastation unfolded before their eyes—the extinguished dawn machine, the black tide sweeping across the land, war raging everywhere, and cities shattered.

Everything is no longer as prosperous as it once was.

The boy remained silent.

"At every correct point in time, everyone did their best and made the right choice."

"But in the end, the oracle that guided us became a black tide that engulfed the world..."

"Why is it like this?"

The sky of the past was like a flawed stone slab "screen," with geometric data flickering within it.

It constantly reveals an obvious truth: this sky is false, and even the whole world is false...

"You...can you see it too?" The boy was somewhat taken aback, yet felt it was only natural.

“Those scorch marks… those shimmering geometric patterns… they’re not a tide at all…”

"It's like... a broken stone 'screen'."

"The truth is so cruel..."

"Standing here, the Titans' voices are clearer than ever before; it turns out they..."

“It came from the Black Tide…” Xi Lian uttered that absurd yet undeniably true answer.

“Is that ‘Onpharos’ crying?” Xi Lian asked.

“Perhaps it is roaring. Towards its creator, its god,” Bai Er replied.

“Bai’er, do you remember? When I was little, I had a dream: it was a dark, cold little room, with only the curtains of Oronis shimmering, like sparkling crystals…”

"Its curtain seems to be able to contain the entire Onphalus, where bizarre and wonderful dramas unfold..."

"There are countless versions of us inside, coming from countless different worlds."

“That might not be a dream.” Bai E had never been so calm, so unlike himself.

"Yes. Looking at the world before me, the sorrowful thoughts have become reality..."

"So this is the reason why the sky was sealed off; Onpharos is just an even greater, more tragic secret..."

"We are merely actors in this tiny 'experimental field,' guided by the divine 'program,' embarking on the same journey of 'calculation' again and again..."

"What exactly is this so-called 're-creation'?"

"What are the viewers watching all this expecting?"

Thus, all the irrationality in this world is explained. Because this is not how a world should normally develop.

Chapter 121 The Equation of Destruction

"Hehe, as a reward for reaching the end of the world, I will answer your questions."

"In the name of the audience of the Divine Ceremony, I see——"

"—The First Cause of Life, here we find the perfect theme."

At the end of destruction and creation, at the heart of the cosmic vortex, hidden behind Onphalus, the instigator of everything finally ceases to conceal himself.

Bai E frowned, while Xi Lian lowered her eyebrows.

Lai Gushi wasn't surprised by the two men's current emotions, but he didn't care.

"This is a moment to be remembered by the universe. After millions of calculations, the experimental field named 'Onpharos' has finally yielded results."

"The 'achievements' you speak of are this devastated world?" Bai E's anger was barely contained. "We gave everything to return the twelve sparks and rebuild the world, and this is the result we received..."

"It means becoming a sacrifice to it at the end of the world?"

“That’s right. The Titans are the Golden Blood of the past, and the Golden Blood of the future are the Titans—Anaxxramas’s deduction of the ‘re-creation’ is basically accurate. As a model of ‘reason,’ he reached an unprecedented level.”

"However, from the perspective of the characters in the play, he was ultimately unable to uncover the final layer of the essence."

He had already seen the results of this experiment, so he was not stingy with the truth about this destruction.

The process known as the "Hero's Journey" has continued to this day, not for the sake of a "New World," nor for the creation of a perfect hero or god—

"It's not so much a 'deep learning' project dedicated to the Black Tide."

The concept of life is too broad. She felt lost in exploring the question of "the nature of life" and wondered if #1 Zandal had also felt lost and desperate about it.

Because in the Milky Way, perhaps only the Wise One and his Creator could answer this question for her.

An intelligent machine named Laigus...

Onfaros, perhaps she should also go with the Black Tower.

"But this time, your plot will fail. I have taken the torch from Cephale, and when the dawn of the new world rises, the fire will burn away all the darkness."

Bai E slowly walked up and said earnestly.

"Was my explanation unclear enough?" Lai Gushi shook his head and continued to explain to Bai E, "The Golden Blood and the Titans were merely byproducts of the experiment. You have already witnessed the evolution of this world, seen how the Black Tide was born, grew, and ultimately swept away everything, destroying everything—"

"Heroes, gods, and worlds alike are all born to be 'destroyed' by it."

"This is the end of Onpharos's calculations, a perfect equation of 'destruction.'"

"In your eyes, are all the people who sacrificed their lives just a string of insignificant numbers?" Xi Lian asked.