Where did "Oroboros" go after the Swarm Disaster?
Herta had already seen the answer to this question with her own eyes.
Next—
The only remaining question was why exactly "Tayzzyronth" wasn't completely dead at this time.
Herta stared intently ahead.
"Qlipoth" raised the hammer bearing the authority of "The Order", to which "Xipe" had bestowed a blessing, waiting only for Him to bring down the hammer and judge the dying "Tayzzyronth".
"Akivili" and "Aha" watched from the sidelines. She kept her eyes fixed, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.
"Nervous?" Herta suddenly asked the person beside her.
"When people see a character with such a gap in power, their first reaction should be excitement."
Leon's voice was calm, not showing a hint of nervousness.
"Your words are as hard to understand as ever."
But this could be considered his quirk, and Herta didn't dislike it.
"The lives of all beings in the galaxy are resting on our shoulders."
Herta's voice was very soft. "To be honest, even I am a little nervous right now." She had saved Planet Blue from dire straits several times and was used to seeing all sorts of grand spectacles.
But she truly had never seen a spectacle as grand as this.
"Worst comes to worst, we all just perish together."
Leon was quite open-minded about it, because he never felt that he would fail. "You are quite magnanimous."
Herta chuckled softly, actually feeling a bit less nervous.
"What else can we do? If we fail, it just means our time is up, and we'll just have to accept it."
Leon paused his words. "Unfortunately, I never accept my fate."
Herta said nothing more, quietly looking ahead.
Boom——!
The giant hammer of "Qlipoth" fell, striking squarely upon the massive body of "Tayzzyronth"!
What shook the earth was not a loud noise, but the silent whimper of the creature beneath the hammer.
The first hammer strike, to guard against arrogance and rashness!
The magnificent sight of "The Preservation" was reflected in Herta's eyes; she was witnessing history with her own eyes.
"Leon, what do you think of me as a person?"
Perhaps feeling that this was the final moment, her words inevitably became a bit more frequent. "Quite nice."
Leon answered after thinking for a moment. "For the big head, someone with your status, a noble genius, if I had to say, the little head couldn't pick any flaws either, it's just that the rabbit head is a bit lacking."
What a pity that one breath transforms into the Three Pure Ones; he sought the unity of the three heads.
"If, and I mean if, we were to have some sort of relationship, and I asked you to keep a proper distance from those female confidantes of yours, what would be your attitude towards that?"
Herta tried her best not to look at him.
"Then you're a bit late in saying that." As he spoke, Leon raised his hands; there was a ring on both of his pinky fingers.
Handed to him by Cyrene and Demiurge before they left. "?" In the end, Herta couldn't hold back and turned her head towards him.
"Actually, I already have wives."
Herta remained silent.
She was a very proud woman, so her possessiveness towards her "mister" would naturally be stronger.
She knew it was unrealistic to expect Leon to marry only one.
Not to mention anything else, just on the side of the Xianzhou Alliance alone, the Xianzhou people would probably be eager for Leon to marry one from every single Xianzhou ship. Who wouldn't want to forge a bond with the direct disciple of the Reignbow?
So Herta was just saying it for the sake of saying it.
Raising expectations first and then lowering them is a common negotiation tactic; she figured that at the very least, she should strive for the position of the main wife.
As a result, this prick Leon didn't play by the rules—
What did it mean that her base was stealthily taken halfway again? And it was [Erudition profanity] two of them?!
"...Who?"
Herta really wanted to see exactly which two little girls had pulled ahead of her. "Do you know 'Fuli'? I've fucked Her."
Leon said this with an utterly serious face.
With the attitude of someone who actually died when faced with the question 'I almost died, have you died?' "...Huh?"
Herta com! plete! ly! couldn't understand.
This was the first time her proud brain felt that human language was so difficult to comprehend.
How exactly were these words pieced together? Boom!
The second hammer strike of "Qlipoth" fell!
Herta's gaze and attention were drawn away. The power of "The Propagation" was being diluted; "The Preservation" was stripping away the shattered shell, body, and heart of "Tayzzyronth" one by one.
Immediately after, "Qlipoth" pursued the victory! Boom—! He brought down the third hammer strike that would serve as the conclusion!
The concept of "The Propagation" began to be extracted, the power of the Swarm fleeing from the disintegration, as more forces—whether tyrannical or calm—deconstructed "Tayzzyronth"! "It's here..." Herta subconsciously held her breath; the answer she sought was about to arrive.
The offensive of "Qlipoth" was so heaven-defying.
Even Leon, who had received blessings, couldn't control his knees from bending halfway just now. Why on earth was "Tayzzyronth", who was no different from having breathed Its last, still able to survive?
Leon looked at the scene before him, knowing the time had come.
He patted the Xunzheng slung across him, and the power of "The Hunt" began to gather upon his body.
Xunzheng seemed to possess a spirit; after being patted by him, it immediately separated from his body on its own. It stood vertically in front of him, quietly waiting for him to draw its bowstring. [Agonizing wail]
Under the three hammer strikes, "Tayzzyronth" let out a heart-tearing, lung-splitting scream! After the scream— "Tayzzyronth" plunged into genuine death, officially disappearing, leaving only a blood-red sphere resembling an insect egg remaining in place.
Although this Aeon of "The Propagation" had died, the Path of "The Propagation" had not.
To truly silence the Path of "The Propagation", the only way was to refine and assimilate this entire Path.
And this blood sphere before them exactly symbolized the authority of "The Propagation".
It was the lifeline of the entire Path of "The Propagation", and also the crucial item to achieve the aforementioned condition.
"Is this the truth of the Swarm Disaster..."
Looking at the scene before her, Herta understood everything.
That wail from "Tayzzyronth" just now was not just a simple cry, but rather a means to convey a message to "Qlipoth".
A trade. "Tayzzyronth" was attempting to use the right to propagate as a price in exchange for the possibility of survival.
"Qlipoth" agreed to It, but also didn't agree to It.
Under this authority of "The Propagation", He promised "Tayzzyronth" that His Swarm could drag out an ignoble existence in the galaxy, but He Himself absolutely could not.
"Tayzzyronth" never had the right to bargain from the very beginning.
It had no room to refuse and could only agree.
"It seems 'Qlipoth' was unable to successfully seize control of the authority of 'The Propagation' afterwards, which is why 'Tayzzyronth' gained the opportunity to be reborn."
As a genius, Herta was inevitably intelligent.
Reaching this point, even without watching further, she already had an answer in her heart. Mainly, that authority of "The Propagation" itself looked like an insect egg; moreover, one could also see from the outside that there was a fairly obvious outline of a larva inside. Combined with the conceptual weight of this thing.
As long as a person wasn't foolish to a certain extent, they could definitely guess what this larva was at a glance.
The reborn "Tayzzyronth", or rather, the next "Tayzzyronth".
"Tayzzyronth" was dead, but It wasn't completely dead.
Unless someone could refine or directly destroy this authority of "The Propagation", otherwise, over time, a brand new "Tayzzyronth" would eventually pop out from inside. "Are you ready?" Realizing this, Herta immediately looked at Leon.
Originally, she didn't know how to change everything in the past and had been taking it one step at a time. But after learning why "Tayzzyronth" was able to survive into the present era... Everything became clear.
Undoubtedly, the two of them's current mission was to thoroughly destroy this authority of "The Propagation"!
"You don't need to tell me." Blue hair, akin to burning flames, sprouted from the back of Leon's head, fluttering behind him, as phantom armor resembling "Lan" appeared on various parts of his body. "I've been preparing all along."
After speaking, Leon slapped a mask identical to that of "Lan" onto his face!
He stepped forward, placed his hand on the string of Xunzheng, and the aura of an "Aeon" surged from his body!
Yet, in the very next second after it surged...
Leon immediately restrained this aura back into his body, continuously compressing the power, deeply afraid that these "Aeons" would notice something and strike directly at them. He had been using the power of "The Trailblaze" before.
With "Akivili" present, no "Aeon" would find it strange, let alone intentionally focus Their attention on them.
After all, the "Trailblaze" Aeon was right here; what was wrong with a bit of "The Trailblaze" power permeating the area?
But if a new Path suddenly appeared, emitting an "Aeon"-level pressure at such a sensitive juncture, it would be a miracle if it didn't attract attention.
Compress his own power, using it entirely on the arrow.
This way, he could not only conceal his edge without revealing it, but when needed, the arrow could also be drawn straight from the sheath!
There was only one chance!
With the help of the "Status" he held on his body, Leon, who completely logged into the account of "Lan" and temporarily became the "Hunt" Aeon, let out a breath of stale air.
If he did not succeed, he would die trying!
His gaze was dead fixed on that authority of "The Propagation" in the hands of "Qlipoth" that was preparing to be refined!
Leon began to mobilize the energy of the entire "Path"!
The energy converged towards the bowstring; an arrow gradually materialized, methodically turning from a phantom nock into a complete, solid arrow shaft!
Bright purple, serene blue, transparent void.
The arrow was composed of the aforementioned colors in sequence, corresponding respectively to the nock, shaft, and arrowhead.
Leon utilized the two most important abilities of "The Hunt".
"Revenge" and "Causality". The hatred of "Revenge".
Originating from "Tayzzyronth", it stemmed from the tragedies Leon had seen before, from those who had been polluted by "Tayzzyronth" into insects and were no longer human.
And the source of "Causality" this time was incredibly pure.
It came from a person who pursued fairness, the most straightforward anger towards the injustice seen before his eyes!
It was very difficult to find "Causality" between "Aeons".
He was also exploiting the loophole of "Tayzzyronth"'s fall. Ordinarily, this action would be a mere fantasy; he wouldn't be able to find even half a trace of causality against an "Aeon".
Both were buffs that heavily emphasized slaughter.
Among the eighteen Paths, if one were to compare the ultimate single-target damage, even "The Destruction" might not necessarily beat "The Hunt" in terms of maximum damage!
Without a doubt, this arrow would be absolutely insane— It would be the full-powered strike of an "Aeon"! This arrow was certain to completely obliterate "The Propagation"; this was a hunter's confidence in taking down their prey!
Just as Leon was about to draw the string, he suddenly felt a wave of warmth land on the back of his hand holding the bow!
He glanced to the side and found Herta, with half-closed eyes, gritted teeth, and a pained expression on her face, enduring the immense pain of being burned to firmly press herself against him.
Supporting Xunzheng together with him.
"You fake fangirl off the street, do you have a death wish?"
Leon looked at her with some astonishment.
One must know that even though he had restrained it a lot, everything around him was still the might of an "Aeon"!
Even if Herta had the blessing of "Akivili" on her body, relying on her weak mortal flesh alone, it was impossible for her to hold on for too long!
It was fine from a distance, but getting this close meant that Herta, this squishy mortal, could instantly be killed by everything triggered around his body at any moment!
"Whether I have a death wish or not depends on how fast you finish; it all comes down to whether you want to let me live."
Herta was a bit out of breath as she spoke, looking quite weak.
"We came together; what kind of partner would I be if I let you shoulder this all alone?"
Leon looked at her, his gaze completely captivated.
He couldn't tear his eyes away from her face, which looked so fragile under the illumination of the firelight yet more resolute than anyone else's.
Herta had always been a strong-willed woman, unwilling to be beneath anyone, just like him.
The two were indeed the people whose personalities were the closest to each other in this world.
"Then rest assured."
Leon took a deep breath, withdrawing his gaze and looking back at the target dead ahead.
"I won't let you die, nor will I let anyone die."
After saying that, the spatial distance between his index finger and thumb gradually increased.
Leon released the pinched bowstring—
All the might surrounding his body also vanished along with it.
The arrow triggered instantly, shooting out fiercely!
Silent and trace-less, as if it didn't exist at all, its speed was so fast that even an "Aeon" wouldn't be able to react if caught off guard!
Everything was staked on this single arrow! They would win! The scales of victory were currently tilting towards them!
The arrow, carrying the full-powered strike of "The Hunt", steadily approached the authority of "The Propagation"; even "Qlipoth" didn't notice for a moment that an attack was hurtling towards His direction!
Just as it was a mere step away from landing the hit!
A singular thought simultaneously appeared in both of their minds— It's a success! The corner of Herta's mouth forced out a tiny arc of victory.
She directly popped the champagne at halftime, but Leon, for some unknown reason, felt a deep sense of worry.
It was clear that no matter how you looked at it, it was a success; it was truly a situation where one could completely pop the champagne at halftime.
Why did he still have this kind of intuition?
Leon stared dead-fixed at the arrow, deeply afraid that any accident might occur.
He was afraid that a Cheng Yaojin would suddenly charge out halfway...
And directly intercept his arrow, ruining his good deed!
Leon stared at the arrow with incomparable seriousness—
In the next second, a blinding flash of light erupted!
His pupils violently contracted in an instant; the disbelief in his eyes looked as if he had seen something entirely unanticipated!
Facts proved that a hunter's intuition would not deceive Leon!
He saw that just as the arrow was only a tiny bit away, just that tiny distance away from hitting its mark—sure enough, an anomaly abruptly occurred right at the moment of success!
The subsequent development far exceeded everyone's expectations!
That blue and white ice crystal figure reflected in the depths of Leon's eyes, making him space out for a rare moment.
"Fuli", yes, it was "Fuli"!
This Aeon of "Remembrance" suddenly appeared without any prior warning, blocking the path in front of "Qlipoth", and with a wave of Its large sleeve, It caught the arrow!
This arrow was the full-powered strike of an "Aeon".
It possessed the might to terminate the authority of "The Propagation"! With "Fuli" choosing to take it head-on, Its final outcome would naturally be far from good!
The arrow pierced through the sleeve made of ice crystals, stabbing directly into Its chest; the serene blue flames began to spread throughout Its entire body, originating from the arrowhead embedded within!
Not long after, "Fuli"'s entirely hollow inner body was covered in blue flames; the firelight reflected on Its transparent surface, illuminating It brightly!
Crack, a few faint, crisp sounds rang out!
Under the single arrow, densely packed cracks appeared on "Fuli"'s glass-like body, seemingly as if it would completely shatter into pieces in the very next second!
This "Fuli" before them was not the real deal.
Or rather, not the perfectly complete version of the "Remembrance" Aeon. Although this arrow was powerful, its lethal potential to decide life and death in a single strike was only aimed at something on the weak "Aeon" tier like the authority of "The Propagation", a target incapable of putting up any resistance!
If it were a genuine "Aeon", even if They took it head-on, it would be absolutely impossible for this arrow to inflict such severe damage to an "Aeon" just like this.
How could an "Aeon" be so easy to kill?
Just dealing with "Tayzzyronth" alone required the mobilization of no less than five "Aeons". If this arrow could truly kill an "Aeon", then Leon would have struck long ago, shattering both "Tayzzyronth" and the authority of "The Propagation" in a double-tap combo.
The only reasonable explanation was that this "Fuli" before them was not the orthodox, legitimately ascended "Remembrance" Aeon at the end of time.
After his intuition kicked in, Leon had thought of many types of accidents that could happen in that fleeting moment.
In his expectations.
The most likely scenario was that a certain "Aeon" present reacted in time, noticed this stealthy arrow, and intervened to block it— In the end, this was indeed the case.
An "Aeon" made a move, interrupting his plan.
But Leon never expected, could never have imagined. The one who intervened was not any of the "Aeons" present, but the suddenly appearing "Fuli"!
Leon's relationship with "Remembrance" was very deep, and adding to the fact that he had personally sat in that position, he would always subconsciously treat this Path as someone on his side.
He absolutely never expected that the one to ruin his plans in the end would be Him...
He thought of what Herta had said earlier.
In the calculations of the Simulated Universe, "Fuli" had also appeared during the Swarm Disaster.
Yet, in this genuine, authentic past, He hadn't.
Originally, Leon thought it was the butterfly effect, that their arrival had influenced the past itself.
But now, he no longer felt that way.
"Fuli" being severely wounded by a single arrow proved that this was not the true body.
That is to say, it was the doing of a certain "Immaculatus"!
But how on earth did this unknown "Immaculatus" know what Leon was going to do?
This was the most crucial question.
If it were the true body of "Fuli", an "Aeon" being able to peer into the past would be perfectly normal.
Being able to know what changes would occur would also not be surprising.
This situation could easily be explained completely by the butterfly effect.
But an "Immaculatus" couldn't; an "Immaculatus" acting implied a premeditated causal relationship.
The problem was that Leon's own Status was exceptionally high.
Higher than an ordinary "Immaculatus", second only to an "Aeon", which meant that wanting to taint his causality was basically equivalent to an impossibility. Who?
Who could have such deep causal ties with him, allowing them to intercept the arrow at the most critical moment?
Who exactly was this "Fuli" standing before him?
Before Leon could get an answer—
He saw "Fuli" raise Its hand and lightly launch a palm strike into the void in his direction!
With this single strike, the full might of an "Aeon" was completely unleashed!
"Fuli" used the full power of this vessel, launching an attack with the clear intent to kill Leon!
A starved camel is still bigger than a horse; even if it wasn't a perfect "Aeon", Its full-powered strike was not something Leon could withstand, let alone one delivered with murderous intent.
"Fuli" wanted to kill him?
This was the first time Leon displayed sheer astonishment...
Why? Why did It want to kill him?
Just which "Immaculatus" had he forged such a cursed fate with?
The appearance and the strike of "Fuli" both happened in a split second, which could be described as incredibly sudden.
Not even the other "Aeons" present had time to react.
Seeing the threat of death so close at hand, there was not a trace of panic on Leon's face.
It was obvious that right now, unless "Terminus" intervened, or "Akivili" reacted in time and was willing to help him survive this calamity—
Otherwise, he was absolutely dead!
The 0.1 seconds until death didn't even give Leon the room to open his mouth and gamble on his superpowers.
But even so, Leon remained composed, neither servile nor overbearing.
Because he believed he wouldn't die; he believed more than anyone that his time had not come!
He still had things to do.
His life would not end here!
Therefore— He would definitely survive, definitely!
Even if destiny decrees defeat, the immortals may regret it, but I never will!
"Looks like we're done for."
Facing her own death, Herta was surprisingly calm.
"Heh, I didn't expect the 'Fuli' who had been missing all along to be waiting right here."
She took a step forward, her body, which was a head shorter than his, blocking in front of him.
"The brilliant gods in the heavens use humans as chess pieces, gambling with the stars, leaving behind a ground full of wronged souls and solitary graves, piles of white bones. It truly is that everything is decided by fate, and not a single bit by humans."
Now it was truly just as Leon said, everyone could perish together.
No one expected that "Fuli" would suddenly intervene to obstruct them, including Herta.
She was just as surprised as Leon.
However, the actions of an "Aeon" had always been hard to predict; no one knew what these guys were truly thinking.
Perhaps, just as the birth of "The Propagation" had blocked the paths of many "Aeons", if It were to die completely, it might also bring about some repercussions.
It was precisely because "Fuli" felt that "Tayzzyronth" couldn't die completely and had to remain half-dead, otherwise it would bring irreversible consequences to the future.
That was probably why this Aeon of "Remembrance" chose to intervene at this moment.
Aside from this, Herta couldn't think of any other reason.
"Do you regret coming with me?"
She sighed with a soft chuckle, her questioning voice very light.
"If one hears the Dao in the morning, they can die content in the evening." She was a scholar and could die for the sake of her own pursuit of knowledge.
But what about him? He wasn't a scholar.
If Leon hadn't chosen this plan to change everything in the past, but instead chose to clash head-on with "Tayzzyronth" in reality...
Then even if the entire army was wiped out, he would definitely not die.
Given the relationship between "Lan" and Leon, He would definitely protect him completely. With an "Aeon" escorting him, no matter who else died, it was impossible for Leon to die. But right now, there was no "Lan" to protect him.
Because in this past, he himself was "Lan".
If "Lan" were truly here, then he couldn't have ascended to become the "Hunt" Aeon.
Just as Leon was about to answer, he heard Herta speak again:
"Even if you regret it, it's useless. No matter how many times we restart, I would absolutely drag you along with me." Because she was just that kind of woman.
"No one in this world can let me down."
Leon chuckled. "Does that mean I have to die too?"
[Superpower activated. Beginning random extraction of a living future to pre-fetch.]
"That's right, you have to die too. The two of us will die together!"
Herta turned her head, grabbed his collar, and stood on her tiptoes.
A touch of warmth, accompanied by a slight tremble, was pressed against his lips in this final moment.
"I won't let you live alone. Once a woman like me sets her sights on someone, I never let go."
The kiss came quickly and ended just as fast. "Do you hate it?"
Her exquisite face under the brim of her hat looked up at him.
Leon thought for a moment before saying, "Then you and I are truly a pair of star-crossed lovers." As his words fell— The palm strike from "Fuli" had already reached his face.
At the same time, specks of serene blue flames symbolizing "The Hunt" suddenly returned and ignited upon Leon's body!
[Future Pre-fetched: "Hunt on Heaven's Behalf"]
The moment the attack struck, Leon immediately grabbed Herta's shoulders, shielding her in his embrace, pressing her tightly against his chest, and instantly raised his right arm—
Using the right half of his body, blazing with flowing blue flames, he took the palm strike of "Fuli" head-on!
Although the fire was the same color—
But it was not the blue represented by "Lan". It was a blue that transcended "Lan", a blue that belonged uniquely to Leon himself, a "Hunt" that belonged uniquely to him!
The heart's lamp borrows no fire from others, illuminating the cosmos step by step on its own! "You...?"
Herta looked at him blankly, her face full of shock!
She was very familiar with this aura.
There was no mistaking it; it was exactly the same as what Leon had displayed when he ascended to the position of the "Hunt" Aeon just now—
In fact, whether in quality or quantity, it far surpassed the level from back then!
Even looking across all the "Aeons" present, whether it was "Qlipoth", "Akivili", or "Aha", the current Leon could be called unparalleled!
Inferior to none, capable of standing as an equal against any of Them!
After steadily receiving the attack from "Fuli".
Leon lowered his right arm; a sky-clearing cyan flame had already covered the right half of his face.
That fire, like a dream or an illusion, like something ethereal yet real.
Transparent like an illusion, bright as physical substance.
Dancing gracefully, a blazing brilliant fire, scorching the heavens and melting the earth.
The firelight gradually intensified, sounding out a scattered yet prolonged passionate fervor—
Reflecting his confident and flamboyant eyes, flickering in and out of sight.
It wasn't that Leon was enveloped by the cyan ghost fire, but rather this fire was born from the surface of his body.
This fire was the flame of justice watered by the injustices of the world.
Fire in the stone, body in a dream, when false becomes true, it mirrors the future! "Phew—"
Leon exhaled a breath of stale air; he had never felt in such good condition.
[This week's superpower has refreshed] 'Because the future was pre-fetched, does it mean that for this future body, it's now a new week?'
Leon made a speculation as to why the superpower suddenly refreshed even though the cooldown clearly hadn't arrived yet.
Before coming here, he had an intuition.
He had a premonition that this time he would obtain his most lacking ultimate battle skill, completely filling in the final missing puzzle piece of his life, becoming the most overpowered Heavenly Emperor Main DPS!
So, what was the final result?
["Geezer, prepare to breathe out"]
Leon waited quietly, let him see.[In all my life I've cultivated no good karma, I only breathe out at people and never dodge!]
Would he truly get his wish—
[Ability: Three breaths to charge a strong normal attack, one-two-three super ultimate technique combo!]
[Description: Select a target and breathe out towards the target three times. When the next attack is unleashed upon the selected target, it will be imbued with a special "Charge Buff". An attack with the "Charge Buff" ignores strength, defenses, mechanics, and all other factors, instantly causing a one-hit kill on the enemy!]
A three-breath charge?
The number three, in a sense, happened to coincide with the future Leon had pre-fetched this time.
It seemed it was preordained in the unseen world.
[Evaluation: The most skill-intensive episode!]
[Note: This superpower has a cooldown; it can only be used once a week. After use, you will be afflicted with a "Lack of Love Buff" for a period of time. While this buff is active, there is a high probability of triggering Love Geezer TV.]
[You have a complete Jimi Heart, go forth, if you don't breathe out you cannot survive!]
Leon's intuition had never deceived him.
He had indeed obtained it, his long-dreamed-of ultimate battle skill.
Even if he would die after breathing out, at this moment, he was still the indomitable World's Number One Main Carry!
"Aeons" were the stat sticks; Leon was the high-skill-ceiling character.
This superpower was incredibly skill-intensive; when he saw it, suppressing the corners of his mouth from curling up was of supreme difficulty.
Even Leon almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
It was still too weak and urgently needed a buff; they should change the cooldown from one week to ten seconds. One second wouldn't work, after all, breathing out three times required quite a bit of time.
Leon really wanted to let out a loud laugh right now, but given that victory was not yet theirs, he held it in.
He lacked absolutely nothing now.
Lacked absolutely nothing!!!!!!!
"Hey, what are you playing at?"
Herta was truly a bit bewildered right now; how had the situation suddenly reversed in an instant?
"What's going on with these flames on your body?"
Why had Leon returned to the position of an "Aeon" again, and with a momentum so much stronger than last time?
Herta had far, far too many questions that urgently needed answers.
"You'll understand sooner or later."
Leon patted her shoulder. Then he stepped past her, strolling leisurely towards those "Aeons" in front of him. "If it's me, I can do it."
He said this, and Herta stared blankly at his unyielding, resolute back.
Could this be considered a declaration of war against her, a genius?
Interesting. The corners of Herta's mouth curled up; an instinctive curiosity was leaping and stirring within her.
She had forgotten the feeling of facing death just a moment ago—
She only knew that the man she had set her sights on was currently attempting to vie with the heavens!
To turn back the raging tide before it falls, to support the great mansion before it collapses!
Vowing to change the world!
"For the first ten thousand years, the hunter nocked arrows for survival."
As his words fell, Leon's head of white hair fluttered in the wind.
"For the second ten thousand years, the hunter drew the bow for fury."
Leon looked up; the sky-clearing cyan ghost fire climbed up the left half of his face. In the blink of an eye, his entire body was enveloped by flames, the fire outlining the general contour of his silhouette.
"For the third ten thousand years—"
The might upon Leon's body continued to climb.
"Hunting has become the purpose itself!"
When the climb stopped, the aura radiating from his body went from originally being inferior to none of the "Aeons" present, to surpassing all the "Aeons" present!
It was an overwhelming, class-apart suppression!
"Hunt on Heaven's Behalf", the "Hunt" Aeon who had broken past limits.
Yes, this was the future Leon had pre-fetched, and it was also the achievement he would attain in the future!
A land full of mourning geese and a city full of blood; it is nothing more than a single thought to save the common people!
py: Synopsis: After Zhang Yu possessed a system that could kidnap chat group members from the Honkai universe, he founded a game studio.
Zhang Yu: "Hehe, I'm going to make[Honkai Gakuen 2] first, then [Honkai Impact 3rd], and all the way to becoming this world's miHoYo!"
Silver Wolf: "Well said, but when are you paying the wages you owe me?"
Griseo: "So amazing, so can you please stop making me draw those colorful blacks QAQ?"
Herrscher of Sentience: "Boss, whose fortune tree are we going to water today?"
Fu Xuan: "I've told you to believe in science! Server stability cannot be solved just by consecrating it!"
A certain unnamed Genius Society #83 member: "Stop making my puppet act as your maid... Hah? ...I told you... I'm not the one operating it."
A few years later, looking at the games he published that were vastly different from his memories, Zhang Yu, who had become the company president, began to doubt his life.
"Is there something wrong with my game production story?"
"Are you only just realizing that, hey!?"
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