I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"That's why you can use the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception in worlds outside ours without any problems—even Honkai Beasts, Titan Mechs, Death Soldiers, Honkai Energy, whatever it is, once it dies, it will be recorded by your soul and imprinted on your soul, and then your Mystic Eyes of Death Perception will be useful to them." Jill glanced at the clock. "You still have some time, so let me give you some advice—bring some tools with you, otherwise, when the real training begins, I believe you will be extremely surprised."

Ren immediately ran out, while Kusanagi remained seated, seemingly pondering Gil's words.

“By the way, Hidden—” Gil suddenly spoke up, drawing Kusanagi Hidden’s attention to Gil.

"The Hunting Suit still needs some time to be fine-tuned. It will be officially completed two weeks after this training session ends. Do you still want to keep Rogue's driver and bottle?"

Gil's question made Kusanagi ponder for a moment before he replied, "Your Majesty, I wish to keep that bottle and the driver."

Chapter 184: The Dormant Concept of Destruction

"Keep it?" Jill thought for a moment, then nodded. "Okay, then you can keep the driver and the cracked bottle."

"I'm going out tonight, so you guys better get some sleep."

Jill waved and walked toward the door.

Enkidu saw Gilles' actions and called out to him, "Wait a minute, Gilles."

"What's wrong?" Jill asked, turning her head curiously.

"Gil, there's a strange aura. Be careful," Enkidu said with a worried expression.

"...Is it strange? Enkidu, can you find the source of this aura?"

Jill smacked her lips and asked.

"I went out for a walk in the afternoon and searched a large area of ​​the surrounding sea, but I couldn't find it."

Enkidu frowned and said, "This aura is strange. It's not particularly strong, but it's not weak either... I can't be sure of the opponent's specific information, so... be a little careful and don't underestimate them."

Jill stroked her chin. "What are the upper and lower limits of strength and weakness?"

“The aura keeps fluctuating, but there’s a strange sense of familiarity about it… At its strongest, it’s probably around the level of Izayoi, and at its weakest, it’s about the same as Esther’s current strength…” Enkidu frowned. “Although the fluctuations in strength aren’t huge, it’s still at a four-digit level.”

“Is that so…then I’ll try to be more careful.” Jill nodded and said.

"Then be careful."

"Don't worry, one rollover is enough."

Jill waved and then walked out.

……

A strange aura...

Jill was on her way to the Azure Dragon's stronghold.

At its strongest, it has the strength of Izayoi, and at its weakest, it has the strength of Esther. In other words, its strength fluctuates roughly between four-digit and lower-middle levels.

"When did this world develop combat power of this level?"

Jill frowned and muttered something.

In fact, considering the upper limit of a Herrscher's growth, as long as they are not destroyed for a long enough time, those Herrschers should also have a power level of four figures.

Generally speaking, the strongest should be someone with a skill level in the mid-four-digit range...

And suddenly a guy of this level appeared in this world... Could it be that a Herrscher has appeared?

However, if a Herrscher were to appear, at this distance, not only Enkidu, but even Gillespie could sense it.

Furthermore, St. Freya Academy also has a Honkai energy reaction tester inside.

At this distance, if a Herrscher were to be born, it would be practically tantamount to courting death.

Without the help of "God," Gilles could easily kill a Herrscher before it fully matures.

No, even if we received "His" help...

Jill can still defeat it just the same way.

Jill walked along the night road, the streetlights illuminating his figure and casting a long, slanted shadow.

Those sharp eyes gleamed with a cold light.

"Tsk, really, he's a real handful..." Jill's eyes flashed with a sharp light. "There is a familiar aura... I guess we should go check it out."

Jill looked in a certain direction, "Is it the Destruction Factor again...?"

His immense magical power erupted, propelling him forward like a rocket—

A golden streak of light flashed across the night sky, but no one noticed...

……

St. Freya Academy Artificial Island - Undeveloped Area.

"Hmm... You're here, that's pretty quick... But, is doing this really a bad idea?"

The middle-aged man with white hair and red eyes looked at the young man with black hair and black eyes beside him and asked.

"Once you've said what needed to be said, that's enough," the young man said curtly. "That thing has already entered a dormant state for now, otherwise why do you think I would have captured you to be a laborer?"

"But before that, aren't you afraid we'll have a serious fight?" The white-haired man narrowed his eyes. "Even if we've already achieved [Redemption], the possibility of us fighting each other when we meet is still quite high, and you've asked me to release my aura to this extent..."

“This is a power that won’t trigger a catastrophe in this world. Your current situation is similar to his. Although you’ve purified the power of destruction, you’ve also retained some of it, right? He’s still very sensitive to the aura of destruction—look, he’s here.” The black-haired, black-eyed youth stood on a large rock, looking at the golden light in the sky, and raised his chin.

"Where did this radar come from?" the middle-aged man muttered. "And it's one of those humanoid, self-propelled radars..."

"..." The young man glanced at the middle-aged man and sighed, "Inkarst, why did you join us?"

“Because I don’t want to be deceived anymore.” Inkarst—the third destructive factor of the primordial species, the [Redeemed]—said, “Perhaps it sounds ridiculous, but that’s exactly what I mean. At the same time, I hope to free and redeem my fellow citizens from [sin]…”

The young man, with his hands in his pockets, glanced at Inkarst and said, "Whatever."

“And what about you, Keitel? Let's make this clear first: even if the world is rebuilt, you [Legacy] will never be able to return to your original timeline.” Inkarst stared at the young man. “Besides, what's destroyed is destroyed. Some things, even if we return to our original state, we can't repair…”

“I know, I’m not fighting to reclaim happiness. I’ve already enjoyed happiness. All I have left is anger and hatred.” Keitel watched the approaching golden light. “He’s here.”

As if to prove Keitel's words, the golden light, like a spear of light piercing the night, descended from the sky and smashed into the ground, creating a large crater.

The golden-haired king's crimson eyes gleamed in the night. His sharp gaze remained undiminished upon seeing the two before him, and he ignored Keitel, focusing instead on Inkarst.

Karst's lips curled into a smile that betrayed his fighting spirit.

Jill responded with a menacing grin, instantly igniting a tense atmosphere between them.

“I didn’t come here today to have you fight.” Keitel stopped the two men who were about to attack without hesitation. “Jill, what about the front lines—”

"Are they starting to make big moves?" When Jill heard Keitel say that, she subconsciously thought of the Destruction Factor issue and asked with a frown.

"Yes, the source of the Destruction Factor—which we call the 'Destruction Concept'—has entered a dormant period," Keitel said in a serious tone.

Chapter 185 is not about winning, but about being certain to win.

"Asleep? Isn't that a good thing?" Jill asked, frowning.

Yes, the entity that we'll call the "concept of destruction" has fallen into slumber, which means the pressure on the front lines has decreased, right?

“No, you can’t say that. His slumber is a time for him to gather strength,” Inkarst said in a deep voice. A glint flashed in his crimson eyes. “Moreover, according to my senses… this is the last time he will slumber.”

A final slumber and a gathering of strength.

Jill's face darkened as she thought of the crucial point.

This means that once this period of dormancy and accumulation of strength ends, it will be time for the enemy to truly launch a decisive battle.

In other words, time is running out.

"What are we still missing?" Jill didn't bother with pleasantries and asked directly.

“The cores of the three primordial species,” Keitel said seriously. “However, you don’t need to be fully responsible. We will do our best to deal with those two. The final purification is up to you.”

"So, there really is another one in this world... the one Chenxi mentioned before..." Jill pondered for a moment before asking.

“Yes, Sequence Five, that guy is in this world,” Keitel said. “So, it’s your responsibility to handle it.”

“So, four and six, are you all okay with this?” Jill asked.

Indeed, the Destruction Factors are all terrifying beings. Jill is able to easily fight them because of her unique abilities, but as for the others...

"Don't worry, I'm still here." Inkarst shrugged. "You have to believe me, I'm on your side."

Those standing over here?

Jill stared at Inkarst, remained silent for a long time, and then turned around and said, "Then let's leave it at that."

“Um… I’m sorry, Jill, a lot of things will likely be on your shoulders from now on… so… you have to win.” Keitel said in a low voice.

“You misspoke?” Jill turned around, looked at Keitel, and said in a serious tone, “It’s not ‘to win,’ but that I will definitely win, and that I will definitely protect the future of the world for everyone!”

Keitel gave Jill a deep look. "As confident as ever... well, that's a good thing."

"Then why not just use a template to convey this message? Why did you have to come all the way here to tell us?"

Naturally, Jill thought of this problem.

Because of the existence of world templates, people can communicate even across worlds. This function of the templates is like a cross-world phone call, which is very useful. But why did Keitel and Inkarst have to come all this way, exuding that kind of aura to lure people over and then ask questions?

“Well… because the templates are being targeted, we had no choice but to do this.” Keitel frowned. “Three days ago, the world templates’ communication functions began to be interfered with to varying degrees. Unless it’s on a stable world node, the signal is not only unstable, but it also attracts destructive factors… We’ve already lost more than a dozen people because of this. If Otto hadn’t stopped all communication between the world templates and their sub-templates in time, we might…”

“…Tsk! The most important thing in battle is intelligence…This is clearly an intelligence blackout!” Jill clicked her tongue, then looked at Keitel, “From now on, we must proceed with extreme caution. Since they’ve done this, there must be a Primal One commanding the Destruction Factors, probably the fourth one—”

'Grandmaster...indeed, that guy is definitely good at this kind of intelligence warfare.'

In her mind, Ann's voice suddenly rang out, "If the intelligence is cut off, we'll be in real trouble..."

“Tsk, I know,” Jill replied to Anne in her mind.

"...Higher-level Destruction Factors have begun to swarm out, and many of them are A-level Destruction Species. Although the pressure on our front lines is not as great, our personnel are constantly being targeted and killed—this is clearly a premeditated operation."

Keitel gazed at Jill, “However, quite a few world wills have begun to assist us. For example, in the Type-Moon world, the last time our frontline defenses were strained, it was an attack like an orbital cannon that instantly vaporized more than a dozen A-class and B-class Destruction Factors.”

"...Zu Long...If it's him, I can guarantee that in the direction he guards, even an EX-level Destruction Factor, even if the Primordial One himself appears, will suffer an epic loss!"

Jill's eyes flickered. "That man... to be honest, if I didn't have this power now, I might not even be able to break through his defenses."

Keitel was genuinely surprised.

“If I am the oldest hero-king in human history, then that one, his title is the First Emperor of All Time.” Jill looked at Keitel, whose face was still filled with astonishment, “The First Emperor Ying Zheng… I think you should have heard of this name.”

“...It was him...Wait, I remember in the world of the Little Garden…” Keitel hesitated.