Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 562 Wang Li: Our Heavenly Emperor Can Only Suffer a Little Longer

Seated on a Bodhi leaf, the enlightened one seems to transcend everything, embodying both compassion and tranquility. His gaze is like warm, smooth jade, calm and undisturbed, yet seemingly able to reflect all the distracting thoughts in the hearts of sentient beings.

Wang Li could sense that this person's gaze was not scrutinizing, but rather more like... witnessing?
And that pigeon spirit, hidden on the outside of the world, seemingly all-knowing yet indifferent to everything, only cooing, is the "omniscient and omnipotent one".

Their gaze was filled with pure curiosity, as if they were observing an interesting, unexpected "unexpected factor" that went outside the script.

As for that which came from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens of the Moon, seemingly there yet nowhere, quiet and inactive, it contained something that even he, at his current level, found unfathomable.

The three beings, whose majesty could create heaven and earth and reshape the supreme power of earth, water, fire and wind, did not give Wang much to think about, and he didn't even feel much tension.

After all, Wang Li is a genuine "Taiwei Yuqing Zhifu Yuli Hanzhen Tidao Ziwei Great Emperor," personally certified by the Heavenly Emperor of the Thirty-Three Great Heavens, with a list of titles and honors, and enjoying the offerings of incense and the fortune of the Heavenly Realm!
Although his title of emperor is somewhat questionable, as he frequently skips work and runs away, his official position and rank are genuine!

He and these three were truly colleagues, like the Three Pure Ones and the Four Emperors.

Although the Three Pure Ones in this Type-Moon multiverse may not be the same as the three deities in my own Thirty-Three Heavens.

But so what?
We're all working within the same system.

After all, it's an Eastern pantheon. It's all about interdependence, where everyone is interconnected, and through all the twists and turns, you can always find a connection, whether near or far.

Not to mention his relationship with Meng Yuanshi Mangjingang Tianzun Qi.

That's more than just a simple colleague.

Mang Jingang's incredibly hot Demon Buddha Dao Fruit is still hanging on his body!
Their relationship has gone beyond that of simple colleagues; they're practically best buddies!

Therefore, if the situation weren't inappropriate, Wang Li would have liked to go up and greet these three Dao Ancestors first, given their gazes.

"but……"

Wang Li thought to herself, "This time they've really gone too far. Even these people seem to have been alerted? But judging from their appearance, they don't seem to have any intention of interfering; they're just 'watching'?"

He could naturally sense that these beings at the very top of the Type-Moon system and even the related systems mostly adopted a condescending attitude of "observation" and "recording".

It seems that as long as certain fundamental bottom lines are not crossed, no direct intervention will be taken against him as an "external variable".

They were collectively "seen off" by so many big shots who seemed to come from the Type-Moon universe, but whose influence had long since broken free from the constraints of this multiverse and whose gazes covered all the heavens, making them veritable overlords of the multiverse.

Even someone as audacious as Wang, with his boundless energy, felt a chill run down his spine and a cold sensation in the back of his neck.

After all, if these guys really do end up in trouble, he probably won't have any other options but to run away and seek help from the big boss Chronos.

"The real big shots in the Type-Moon world, is it really necessary..." Wang Li silently complained in her heart.

"I've only done some insignificant little things in your world."

However, I dismantled a disobedient Lostbelt, recruited a few bankrupt Mecha Gods, and incidentally dealt with a 'source of chaos' that could potentially cause multidimensional chaos...

"Did you all really need to come out in such a grand manner to 'see me off'? This is way too much of a show!"

Wang Li's will rippled almost imperceptibly in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers. He felt the gazes still focused on him, especially the two that, relying on the support of other powerful figures, were somewhat unrestrained in their restraint. He couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Gaia, Alaya, is this how the Moon World treats its savior?"

Wang Li's teasing did not receive a direct verbal response.

Gaia's will remained heavy and indifferent, like an unchanging rock, but the instinctive rejection of foreign objects from the planet seemed more pronounced in its "gaze".

The will of Alaya is even more complex; within that chaotic aggregate of countless human consciousnesses, emotions, desires, and fears, there seem to be subtle ripples.

His emotions toward Wang Li, this enormous "variable" that completely exceeds the database model, are clearly conflicted.

There is both a sense of rejection and vigilance based on the instinct to maintain human stability, and there seems to be an indescribable sense of connection and familiarity arising from the brief "synchronization" and joint exploration of the eighth sense.

Wang Li even vaguely sensed a faint acknowledgment that his taking Chaos away had, to some extent, "simplified" the overly bloated and vast foundation of human reasoning, greatly reducing His workload...
In particular, Wang Li could feel Alaya's "gaze" on him, lingering for a moment on his little universe, which contained the charm of the nascent "eighth sense" and was constantly resonating subtly with the sea of ​​imaginary numbers.

That feeling...

"Tsk tsk tsk~"

A strange thought crept into Wang Li's mind, "As expected of a multiverse derived from eroge-style games..."

This collective unconscious of humanity... it somehow feels a bit like... well, a sitcom-like scenario of everyday life?

It must be said that at this moment, under the invisible gaze of the truly top figures in the multiverse of Type-Moon, Wang Li's understanding of her own power became clearer and more objective.

With his seventh sense at its peak and his cosmos touching the threshold of the eighth sense, combined with the extraordinary powers from other systems within him, he truly deserves to be considered a figure of note in this desolate void sea and among all the myriad worlds.

It is enough to attract the attention and importance of many higher beings, and in some mid-to-high-level worlds, it can even be called a dimensional reduction attack.

But we are still quite a distance from those true "players" or the "ancient will" that serves as the backdrop of the world.

Compared to them, I am still a little bit lacking.

However, Wang Li was not discouraged. Instead, she became even more excited, her eyes burning with fighting spirit and anticipation.

The gap means room for growth!

In the Saint Seiya Cosmo system, even awakening the Eighth Sense, Alaya-vijnana, is merely stepping into the threshold of true power, glimpsing only the tip of the iceberg of the Cosmo system!

There are even more profound and unfathomable levels waiting for him to climb.

"gone."

Wang Li casually waved her hand towards the direction in the Type-Moon multiverse, where countless gazes seemed to converge.

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't pause for a moment. The stable and brilliant radiance of his inner universe suddenly subsided, becoming more restrained yet more profound, as if he had condensed an entire universe into his body.

Like a shooting star streaking across the deep sea, trailing a faint golden tail, he headed without hesitation toward the even deeper and more bizarre depths of the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers.

He sped away without looking back into the ever-changing, kaleidoscope-like reflections of countless worlds, leaving the Type-Moon world far behind. Behind him, the spacetime rift that had been forcibly torn apart and connected the Type-Moon world finally healed completely and disappeared thanks to the world's own tenacious restorative power.

The seemingly calm surface of the Type-Moon multiverse, the huge ripples caused by Wang Li's intrusion and departure, have finally subsided, restoring its former tranquility.

However, beneath the surface, the undercurrents and whirlpools stirred up by his reckless actions were only just beginning to brew and surge.

No one knows where the future will lead, or what profound and subtle impact it will have on the fate of countless parallel worlds and countless beings. Perhaps even the most powerful beings can only glimpse a tiny fraction of it.

Gaia's vast and ancient will slowly receded, sinking back into the near-eternal slumber of the planet's consciousness and into the maintenance of the planet's very foundation.

But deep within His almost instinctive subconscious, perhaps His vigilance threshold for "foreign objects from outside the world" has been silently raised by one level, and the next time He encounters a similar being, His reaction may be even more "intense".

The complex and chaotic will of the Alaya consciousness then began a new round of intricate deductions and calculations involving countless possible branches.

The impact of Wang Li, a "variable" that is completely unconventional and cannot be analyzed by existing models, must be reassessed and taken into consideration, and the future maintenance strategy for human trajectory should be adjusted accordingly.

The vast river of human reason seems to have branched out into many new tributaries, like mist-shrouded streams, because of this unexpected episode, leading to an unknown and uncertain other shore.

The enlightened one remained seated on the Bodhi leaf that seemed capable of bearing the enlightenment of all beings, his gaze compassionate and serene, like a mirror lake reflecting all phenomena yet untouched by dust, simply witnessing the temporary conclusion of another story in the vast ocean of emptiness, without joy or sorrow.

Outside the world, the "pigeon spirit," who seemed to see everything yet remained indifferent to everything, quietly withdrew its invisible gaze. Perhaps it merely yawned silently before continuing its observation of the endless void sea, which had been going on for who knows how long.

The three Daoist auras from the edge of the Type-Moon system, which were vaguely connected to the "Thirty-Three Heavens," disappeared silently as if they had never existed, leaving no trace, as if they were just a fleeting glance cast by someone passing by...

Only a select few, scattered across countless parallel worlds, possess the most acute perception and the highest spirituality.

In the darkness, an indescribable tremor and emptiness swept through my heart.

They vaguely sensed that one of the extremely ancient, extremely important "sources" closely related to the foundation of the entire world had left forever, disappeared beyond the endless void, and could never be found again.

They could sense that the "total weight" of the entire Type-Moon world seemed to have been lightened as a result.

On other, more abstract levels, concerning “origin” and “possibility”.

The world's "infinite potential" seems to have come to an end, but on the other hand, the departure of a huge "variable" has reduced many uncontrollable disturbances and increased many indescribable variables.

And it has become more... "unstable" and "uncertain".

This contradictory and ambiguous feeling lingers in the minds of a few who know the truth, difficult to express, and can only be attributed to a vague intuition.

……

At this moment, Wang Li, who had already fled to the deepest and farthest reaches of the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers, was almost indistinguishable from the chaotic energy flow around her, her cosmic radiance almost blending into the surrounding chaos.

Only after he could no longer feel the immense, soul-piercing gazes behind him did he finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"Oh my god! That scared me to death!"

Wang Li looked shaken, completely losing her previous nonchalant and composed demeanor.

"Judging from that scene just now, I thought we were going to be ganged up on and kicked by those big shots!"

After all, even the strongest can't fight off a large number of opponents, let alone so many powerful figures from multiple universes.

If things really come to a head, he probably won't have any other options besides yelling "Kronos, help me!"

"But then again..."

Wang Li's thoughts snapped out of her lingering fear and quickly shifted to the biggest "gain" and "trouble" of her FGO journey.

His thoughts involuntarily swept over once again the empty shell of Chaos in the other dimension, which was still quietly suspended and eternally changing its chaotic form.

This thing is the true source of the Greek side of Type-Moon, a "hot potato" thrown to us by the great Kronos himself.

The causes and effects it contains, and the levels it involves, are so vast that they are boundless!

It's like a treasure trove that exudes an enticing aroma, yet is also riddled with explosives.

"No, the karma of Ancestor Ka is too great, the entanglements too deep. If I just carry it back to the main material universe, who knows what unpredictable chain reactions might occur?"

Wang Li stroked her chin, her brows furrowed slightly, quickly and calmly analyzing the pros and cons. "What if this thing suddenly 'comes alive' in the main universe, or its very existence triggers some dormant ancient mechanisms in the main universe, or it gets targeted by some beings from other worlds who are following the causal lines... that's no joke! It's like planting a chaotic multiverse-level time bomb back home!"

The real material universe is his foundation, the place where his relatives and friends live, and his relatively "peaceful" and safe old home.

Bringing Chaos, such a mysterious and troubled individual, back with such an unpredictable and risky background, would be too risky and uncertain.

Although Wang Li enjoys having fun and seeking thrills, he wouldn't go to this extent.

So, where should we put this thing for now?

Or, could you ask someone to help "share" this sweet burden?

Almost instantly, a perfect, reliable, and sturdy "scapegoat" popped into Wang Li's mind.

"so……"

Without a second thought, Wang Li's steps faltered abruptly in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, and then she abruptly changed direction!
Then, without hesitation, Wang Li sped off towards the Thirty-Three Great Heavens Realm!

"Therefore, we can only make our Heavenly Emperor suffer a little longer!"

A smile unconsciously appeared on Wang Li's face.

"Regarding Ancestor Ka's 'minor' karma, I believe that with our Heavenly Emperor's unfathomable supernatural powers, as well as his physique and capacity, he is absolutely capable of bearing it!"

"Lord Emperor of Heaven!"

"I, Ziwei, love you dearly!"

(End of this chapter)