I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"Beep—beep—beep—" Suddenly, a sharp sound rang out in Jill's mind.

Encountering... Destruction Factor... Attack...

World template...link failed...

Spatial turbulence detected... Temporal turbulence detected...

Emergency landing procedures are underway to begin worldwide. Host, please prepare!

3……2……1……Forced landing, commence!

Chapter 43 Forced Landing in the Collapsed World

The "collapse" of the world is a periodic catastrophic phenomenon.

It occurs once every few hundred years.

The manifestations of collapse are unpredictable, including war, infectious diseases, climate disasters, comet impacts, and so on.

According to the interpretation of classical texts, it can only be described as the unpredictable will of God.

However, judging from the results, "collapse" will inevitably lead to the mass extinction of the world's dominant species, which is a "disaster".

……

2000, Siberia.

This is a land of ice and snow, located at a high latitude, which is one of the reasons why it is in such a cold climate all year round.

At this moment, snowflakes are dancing in the air, making it look exceptionally beautiful.

A tall tower stands on that plain, soaring into the clouds, and its appearance inevitably evokes the mythical Tower of Babel.

However, the place was unusually quiet at this moment. The tower, which should have been occupied by people, was devoid of any human presence.

However, the modern equipment inside did not appear to be covered in dust, proving that the place had not been abandoned for long.

Inside this rather eerie tower, an uninvited guest has arrived.

"Hiss... It's so cold!" Suddenly, a spatial rift opened inside the tower, and a boy was spewed out of it.

The boy had golden hair, as golden as gold and as bright as sunlight, a tender and adorable face, and eyes as red as ruby.

However, this young man was wearing a summer outfit of short sleeves and shorts at this moment.

The frigid air from Siberia made the thinly dressed boy shiver. "Damn it! What's going on? Wasn't this supposed to be the world of Star-Clad Dragon Knights? Why am I in this freezing world?"

An inorganic voice echoed in the air, "Host, this is because the template was interfered with by a destructive factor while linking worlds, and encountered spatial and temporal turbulence, forcing it to make an emergency landing in the world closest to us. Due to the temporal and spatial turbulence, the teleportation time has deviated by approximately ten to twenty years..."

The boy couldn't help but sigh at this explanation.

"In short, we were accidentally attacked by the Destruction Factor, and then we were forced to land."

Suddenly, a golden object appeared in the air beside the boy, like ripples created by a stone being thrown into water.

This fantastical scene was clearly orchestrated by the young man before them.

The boy reached out his hand towards the golden ripples. His hand entered the golden ripples and did not emerge from the other end. Instead, it seemed to be swallowed by the golden ripples.

A moment later, the boy pulled his hand out of the golden ripples, and a set of clothes appeared in his hand.

The boy quickly put on his coat and changed into trousers. "Phew, that's much better."

The warmth of the coat finally allowed the boy to contemplate his surroundings: "What world is this?"

The inorganic voice announced, "Begin testing..."

A moment later, the boy received a reply: "This world is called [Honkai]. The host must be very familiar with this place."

"Ah... I know this world quite well..." The boy shook his head. "Where are we now?"

A moment later, a map appeared on the light screen that only the boy could see.

“The Tower of Babylon…” the boy nodded, “I understand…”

"Who goes there!?" The sudden voice made the boy turn around.

The boy frowned.

It's not right.

These two people were only about ten meters away from me, so why couldn't I notice them?!

The visitors were two women, one tall and one short, both with silver hair.

The tall woman had a great figure and was wearing warm clothes. Her pale purple eyes were scrutinizing the boy.

A short woman... no, you could say a young girl (?), wearing a thick black nun's habit, was gazing at the boy with eyes as blue as the sea.

The boy narrowed his eyes.

He hated the feeling of being scrutinized and looked at.

"I'm asking you a question, you brat!" The tall woman frowned and was about to step forward, but the girl stopped her.

"Don't be impulsive, Patrick." The girl also looked at the boy. "This person... is dangerous."

The boy paused for a moment after hearing this, then let out a low laugh. "Ah, I almost forgot. How could someone who can get close to me not have some skill?"

"Well, let me introduce myself. You can just call me Jill," Jill introduced herself.

“Gil…” Patrick stared at Gil with his purple eyes, “Eh… this is interesting… kid, do you know where you are?”

Jill looked around and finally focused his gaze on a place that looked like a huge "furnace" to his left.

“…Where?” Jill asked.

Jill had no idea what this enormous furnace was.

“This is a Honkai energy reactor. Ordinary people can’t stay here for long.” Patrick squinted. “Unless… you’re a [Death Squad] or a [Herrscher].

The term "dead soldiers" refers to mindless monsters transformed from humans infected by the Honkai.

And "Herrscher", every time a Honkai is assigned a number, it is accompanied by the birth of a "Herrscher".

The birth of a Herrscher is a manifestation of Honkai, therefore only one Herrscher will be produced in a single Honkai event.

The power possessed by Herrschers is immense, and they become stronger over time.

But now, Gil not only remains rational, but also doesn't have the terrifying aura of a so-called "Herrscher".

"Are you a pseudo-Herrscher?" Patrick stared at Gilles, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"...Ah, so it's really troublesome to explain in this situation...Well, it's okay, putting on a little show is not a bad option."

Jill scratched her head and said those words.

Patrick suddenly felt a chill creep over him.

The cold, sharp object was now pressed against the back of her head.

"!"

Patrick almost reflexively tried to jump away, but countless golden ripples had already spread around her.

Within each golden ripple lay a weapon, aimed directly at Patrick.

“If I wanted to kill you, you would already be two cold corpses,” Jill said.

Chapter 44 is probably about human experimentation.

The sharp, almost tangible killing intent told Patrick that the boy in front of him was not joking.

“…I understand. We apologize for our abruptness.” The silver-haired girl apologized to Jill and said, “I am Theresa Apocalypse…”

Jill glanced at Theresa. "I know, but for your grandfather's sake, I won't make things difficult for you."

Although Jill doesn't know what kind of person Otto is in this world, she knows that the template she has is also the result of the efforts of someone named "Otto Apocalypse".

Although she knew that the Otto in question was not the same Otto as the one in the parallel universe, Jill decided not to pursue the matter further, since they were likely the same person from a parallel world.

“You know my grandfather?” Theresa paused, staring at Jill.

“I don’t know him, and I’ve never met him. I’ve only received a favor from him, that’s all,” Jill said.

Without a template, Jill would probably have died during the Azdahah arc.

Therefore, there's nothing wrong with accepting this favor.

Theresa thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Then, Jill, can you tell us how you got here?"

"Me?" Jill tilted her head, flashing a smile that could melt any woman's heart. "I walked in~"

“Don’t joke around, this place has been under martial law for a long time.” Patrick stared at Jill. “You couldn’t have gotten in without being seen by so many people.”

Upon hearing this, Jill gave a mocking smile. "Oh?"

“Unless you are a god, you could never fool everyone!” Patrick said, staring at Jill.

“…” Jill reached out her hand, and golden ripples appeared in the space once again.

Patrick tensed every muscle as he stared at the golden ripple.

Clearly, Jill's actions had frightened her.

"Don't be nervous. If you put aside your hostility, I won't take any action against you."

Jill put on a hat made of black cloth strips wrapped around her head, and her figure disappeared from the spot.

“What…” Theresa was taken aback, but soon Jill’s voice sounded behind her, “Don’t panic, it’s just a demonstration.”

Jill, still holding the wide-brimmed hat, smiled. "Hades' invisibility helmet, this is the effect."

His crimson eyes were filled with mockery. "If I wanted to, you would have died a dozen times over the moment you showed me hostility."

The Gate of Babylon contains so much that Jill could easily find ten ways to kill Patrick on the spot.

For example, you could use the Gate of Babylon's "Ten Thousand Swords Piercing the Heart" attack, or just find a Noble Phantasm with a burst of light to instantly kill the opponent. Ah, there are just too many ways. If you think about it for an hour, you might come up with seven thousand two hundred methods.

"Alright, put aside your hostility. If I wanted to harm you, I would have done it already." Jill shrugged. "Don't worry, I've only been here a short while."

Theresa looked at Jill and asked, "Don't you feel uncomfortable in this environment?"

Jill is currently in a Honkai energy reactor. The concentration of Honkai energy here is so high that, apart from those with Honkai energy resistance and Honkai energy aptitude, ordinary people here would probably turn into irrational, bloodthirsty zombies in no time.