Previous Era.
Fire Moth, Siberian Branch.
Outside the window, cold wind swept up layers of pale snow waves.
Elysia stood quietly by the window, her breath condensing into a thin layer of mist on the glass, a strange 'sense of regret' surging in her heart.
As early as the First Eruption, an unfamiliar, heavy feeling of regret had arisen in her heart.
Elysia slowly closed her eyes. She had just arrived at the Northern Snowfield half a day ago.
Then she remembered Ryuga's reminder and @ed him once.
[13th Sect Master of Mount Yunjian]: "Lost again? Is the 'Herrscher of the Void' that strong?"
[Desert Reaper]: "For this, you'll have to @Istaroth."
[13th Sect Master of Mount Yunjian]: "What do you mean?"
[Istaroth]: "As the 'Regent of Time,' I have three colleagues, respectively 'Life,' 'Death,' and 'Void.' Among us four, the 'Regent of Void' is the strongest. I think... that 'Herrscher of the Void' has similar abilities?"
[Director Fu]: "..."
So scary.
Fu-Fu doesn't dare speak (＞﹏＜).
[Customer Service Pink Elf Miss]: "Mm, the Herrscher of the Void manipulates space. She can go anywhere, and humanity's technological weapons find it very difficult to hit her."
The chat group fell silent.
Ryuga was very clear—the Herrscher of the Void wasn't as simple as Elysia described.
She could create Imaginary Barriers to block attacks.
Or directly teleport above Fire Moth's armies, shatter all military forces, or simply project meteorites.
Ultimate move 'Void Descent'—directly tear space and project massive amounts of Sub-Space Lances.
Unless bombarded with nuclear weapons, but unfortunately, she could open spatial gates and escape.
Humanity, what could they fight with?
Tank divisions?
Sky battleship fleets?
Large army operations?
Carpet bombing with artillery, with nukes as the finale.
The First Herrscher was killed using technological weapons piled up like this, and then Fire Moth got cocky, thinking Herrschers were just like that.
Until the Herrscher of the Void taught them a lesson.
[Director Fu]: "Then you should be careful. If you can't win, run."
[Customer Service Pink Elf Miss]: "Aya~, it's rare for Fu-Fu to care about someone so much. I'm really~ moved. Don't worry, with Mr. Death God by my side, Elysia won't have any problems."
Everyone: "..."
When you put it that way, it feels even more dangerous!
What do you mean having Death God by your side means you won't die?
Isn't that even more terrifying?
[Jingliu]: "Who exactly are you? @Desert Reaper"
The group suddenly quieted.
Group friends stopped one after another, all somewhat curious.
Jingliu wasn't a chatty person.
She had always been like a cold pond reflecting the moon—clear and distant. Usually, at most she'd just sign in and go offline, chatting with them very little.
At most, she'd buy 'Qingxin' from Istaroth.
(Shenhe: Why did so many Qingxin disappear from Jueyun Karst, O_O?)
Jingliu had endured for too long.
It wasn't strange that 'Desert Reaper' knew her, this person erased from history.
Some old-timers knowing her was normal.
But he actually knew Istaroth's colleagues?
You should know, Istaroth had never mentioned her three colleagues.
She held back earlier from asking.
But now, she finally couldn't restrain herself.
[Desert Reaper]: "Do you know Herta?"
Ryuga had long known Jingliu would ask this.
He just didn't expect her to hold back for so long.
[Jingliu]: "I know. Emissary of 'Erudition,' member of the 'Genius Club,' Seat No. 83."
[Desert Reaper]: "What about Ruan Mei?"
[Jingliu]: "Member of 'Genius Club,' Seat No. 81, expert in the field of life sciences."
[Desert Reaper]: "What about Screwllum?"
[Jingliu]: "Also a member of 'Genius Club,' Seat No. 76, supreme ruler of the mechanical civilization, sovereign of Screw Planet. What are you trying to say?"
[Desert Reaper]: "What I'm saying is, I'm very familiar with all three of them, and we spent six years together researching a project."
Hiss...
On some unknown planet, Jingliu suddenly stood up from cross-legged meditation, her rounded fragrant shoulders trembling slightly.
Under her eyepatch, her crimson beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.
Heartbeat thundering in her chest.
Working with three 'Genius Club' members—could he also be a 'Genius Club' member?
[Snowy Mountain Qingxin Melon]: "'Genius Club,' what's that?"
[Customer Service Pink Elf Miss]: "Sounds really impressive."
[Jingliu]: "Every single member of the 'Genius Club' has inventions capable of overturning an entire star system. Moreover, Emissaries inherently possess combat power to topple star systems."
Hiss...
Group friends fell silent for a moment, each drawing cold breaths.
Inventions alone could destroy star systems?
Not even counting personal combat power?
Then Ryuga...
[Desert Reaper]: "I don't have that level of capability, but destroying a planet is something I can still do."
Look at this.
Just look at what he's saying.
What do you mean destroying a planet is still doable?
In your mouth, planet-busting is like chewing a jellybean, huh?
(?○Д○)?
[Customer Service Pink Elf Miss]: "Feels even more secure now."
[Desert Reaper]: "What I'm saying is, if I wanted to know about your past, it would be easy as pie. As for knowing about Istaroth and Elysia, is it possible we're all in the same world? The reason I know about things there is because we've observed them before."
Ryuga told a lie.
But Otto could observe Dvalin.
Herta, Ruan Mei, and Screwllum also observed before—this isn't strange, right?
Jingliu fell silent.
Indeed.
If he was with those three, achieving that level wouldn't be surprising.
More precisely, NOT being able to do it would be the strange part.
And Ryuga's words exploded in the group like depth charges.
[Customer Service Pink Elf Miss]: "Eh—, can you observe? Then when I'm bathing, I'd better lock the door properly, ~(☆ω＜)☆"
Ryuga: What kind of normal person doesn't lock the door when bathing?
[Director Fu]: "Shocking!"
[13th Sect Master of Mount Yunjian]: "So that's how it is?"
Cloud Watching Retreat.
Cooking smoke curled from the kitchen eaves, evening wind carrying the fragrance of sautéed oil and salt lingered in the courtyard.
Yixuan sat at the dining table, staring blankly at Pan Yinhu by the stove, her wrist flipping as hse wielded the large ladle.
So that's it?
No wonder the Honkai zombies Elysia described resembled the Blight.
The Black Tide monsters from Ryuga's place were also similar.
Turns out they're from the same world?
In the open space outside the courtyard, Ju Fufu was swinging her claws like wind, executing a move called 'Mighty Tiger Roaring' with divine skill, claw wind howling.
Displaying her fierce big tiger prowess.
Several junior sisters surrounded her, hands cupping their faces, eyes sparkling like stars.
"Senior Ju Fufu is amazing!"
"Wow—that last strike made the ground shake!"
Mm, in the junior sisters' eyes, those round plump cheeks, fluffy ears, and the tail that couldn't help but wag when excited—adorably fierce.
Ju Fufu instantly broke character, freezing in place with all momentum lost.
Clearly a mighty Tiger-folk, yet somehow giving off the vibe of a cat-folk.
[Desert Reaper]: "You ask who I am, but do you remember who you are? @Jingliu"
[Jingliu]: "What do you mean?"
[Desert Reaper]: "Herta observed that the Abundance spawn are showing signs of gathering again. The Third Abundance Spawn War is about to erupt. When that time comes, the Luofu will once again be devastated. And you—that place is ultimately your home. Don't forget who you are."
[Jingliu]: "..."
[Desert Reaper]: "Elysia, call me tomorrow morning. Tonight I need to make some things."
With that, Ryuga closed the chat group.
...
"Come back to your senses... oh, you're back."
Cerydra raised her little hand, waving it back and forth in front of Ryuga. Seeing Ryuga return to his senses, she smiled gently.
"How should I repay Lord Demon God?"
"Use yourself."
"Me?"
The Empress's face instantly flushed red.
Ryuga slowly leaned closer, gently sucking on her earlobe: "I want to wake up together with you. Are you... willing?"
Hearing such cheesy flirting words, combined with the sensitivity of her earlobe, Cerydra, who had never been in a relationship, how could she possibly resist?
Her little face grew redder and redder, legs so weak she could barely stand.
"You, I, of of course. But, but doing such things is still too early."
Cerydra's voice was as soft as a mosquito's.
"I know. I also need to leave temporarily for a while. Listen to me..."
To be continued…