I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [185]

"This is the will of the gods."

Sirin descended from the black abyss of the [Simulated Black Hole], one hand gripping a gemstone, the other holding the unconscious body of Bronya.

Like a true deity, she gazed down upon everything with supreme arrogance and disdain.

"The gods have guided me, transforming the [Star of Eden] into my power once more."

Like a child showing off a newfound treasure, she flaunted her latest acquisition.

"[Destruction Gem]—that is the new name of the [Star of Eden]."

"And now, it is one of my beloved children."

With a mere lift of her palm, the massive black hole behind her vanished into nothingness, leaving behind only a vast white sky and an endless barren land.

Then, with a flick of her wrist—

Theresa and Raiden Mei were instantly bound by pure white cubes, their limbs suspended beside her.

And with another careless toss, the unconscious Bronya was shackled mid-air alongside them.

"What a beautiful scene."

Sirin lounged in the void with an air of elegance, a cocky grin curling at her lips.

It was as if she had completely erased the terror she had just felt when Bronya had dragged her into the abyss.

Theresa, Raiden Mei, and Bronya—

Like prisoners awaiting execution, they were lined up before the Second Herrscher.

Sirin rested her cheek against her palm, her eyes leisurely scanning them as she spoke.

"Hmm… It seems we're missing someone."

"Hmph. But it hardly matters."

"Let’s see… how shall I play with you all?"

"It’s time for the villains to leave the stage, one by one~~~"

"First… hmm, the little girl with the weird hair."

"Then… the cross-wielding brat."

"And finally—"

"My other half. I will heal your body, allowing you to fight me fair and square. Then, we will complete our unfinished ceremony on this stage."

"Your struggle just now—"

"Was truly a magnificent theatrical performance."

"It had unexpected twists, noble sacrifices, and heart-wrenching emotions. It was enough to make me—"

"Hahahaha! Laugh out loud!"

"The will to survive, the hope for the future, the desperate effort to protect everything you hold dear—"

"ALL OF IT—"

"IS MEANINGLESS BEFORE ME!"

"Your very existence, your defiance—hold no value whatsoever!"

"Hahaha~~~! Ahahaha~~~!"

Her laughter suddenly ceased.

Her expression froze—

And in the next moment, she abruptly stood up, turning toward a distant direction.

"Oh? So there really was one more."

"She’s finally here."

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The flaming red-haired Himeko, piloting Tesla’s mecha, had finally broken through the Honkai beast army, arriving at the Hyperion’s front lines.

She barely had a moment to catch her breath before she sensed an overwhelming surge of Honkai energy.

Then, she saw it—

The woman bearing Kiana’s face, sitting in mid-air, idly toying with the lives of three people.

Theresa, her shoulder pierced, blood endlessly dripping.
Raiden Mei, a gaping hole in her chest, struggling to breathe.
Bronya, unconscious and motionless, her fate uncertain.

A single glance was all it took for Himeko to understand the situation.

This wasn’t Kiana anymore.

Having witnessed Raiden Mei’s transformation into the Third Herrscher, she immediately grasped what had happened.

And at the very moment she came to this realization—

The "Kiana" in the sky suddenly turned her gaze toward Himeko’s location.

Then, with a casual wave of her hand—

FWOOOOOSH—!

Himeko had no time to react.

A Void Spear materialized instantly, piercing straight through her.

Her body trembled—

And before she could even fall, four white cubes shackled her limbs, hoisting her into the air.

She was placed beside Theresa, completely immobilized.

Sirin’s laughter grew wilder.

"Hahahahaha! Hahahaha!"

"The red-haired Valkyrie—"

"Your eyes are filled with sorrow, guilt, and powerlessness."

"You want to take back this body? You want to save that girl?"

"Do you?"

"DO YOU?!"

"Is she your precious companion? Your beloved family?"

"Did you share priceless memories? Forge unbreakable bonds?"

"Then let me grant you the ultimate despair."

"I will use HER body, HER hands—"

"To KILL YOU, ONE BY ONE!"

"Let those dearest to her suffer the cruelest agony, the most merciless deaths, all for her sake."

"I will take your precious past—"

"And shatter it into dust."

"I want your twisted faces, your broken bodies—"

"To be the last things she sees."

"Family. Friends. Happiness. Dreams. Future. Hope—"

"SHE SHOULD NEVER HAVE HAD THEM! SHE DOES NOT DESERVE THEM! SHE WILL NEVER HAVE THEM!"

"Now then—"

"Let’s start with you, red-haired Valkyrie."

Sirin raised her hand, preparing to strike Himeko down with a Void Spear.

But—

She suddenly froze.

Her entire body went rigid.

Slowly, she lifted her head, gazing into the sky.

She felt it.

Her god was warning her.

—Something was coming.

—Something stronger than her.

—Something more perfect than her.

And in the very next moment—

The world began to tremble.

All Honkai energy in the sky recoiled in fear, frantically escaping this space.

A completely different energy swept across the battlefield—

Filling the heavens and earth in an instant.

Under its influence—

The metal-plated ground of the Third Air Terminal transformed.

Soil emerged, spreading like ripples in a pond.

Then—

Grass sprouted, blanketing the battlefield in lush greenery.

A breeze stirred through the air.

The wind gathered clouds.

The clouds churned—

And from them, lightning descended.

The lightning ignited the grasslands, setting them ablaze.

The flames scorched everything, reducing it all to ash.

But the clouds thickened—

And then—

Rain poured down.

The fire was extinguished.

All that remained—

Was a field of blackened ash.

The rainwater pooled into streams, gathering in a sunken basin—

Becoming a clear, pristine spring.

The ash mixed with the soil, nourishing new seeds—

And soon, life would bloom again.

All of this happened—

In the span of ten seconds.

Sirin stood stunned, her mouth slightly open.

Even with her intelligence—

She could not comprehend what had just happened.

But her gaze was involuntarily drawn to a single figure.

A man—

Standing upon the earth-born grasslands.

Draped in Shenzhou robes, his features strikingly handsome, yet inhumanly flawless.

His aura was calm, yet unfathomably deep.

His hands rested behind his back.

His face showed no emotion.

And he was looking directly at her.

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T/N: Zhongli, even to make wet noodles straight... (me)

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