I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

Only then did Otto kneel down as if all his strength had been drained.

caveat.

Such a strike, if it landed in any city on the ground, could cause hundreds of thousands or even millions of casualties, or even wipe out an entire city...

Just a warning.

"...But besides relying on the power of Honkai, is there any other way I can revive you...Kallen...Kallen..."

Otto covered his face with his hands, tears streaming from between his fingers.

……

"...Tsk tsk tsk...So I have such a big obsession."

The blond youth looking at the screen wore a complicated expression.

However, precisely because it is myself...

“It’s because it’s me that I can understand…” Otto casually swiped the screen away. “Without Kallen, my life would just be a piece of torn paper.”

If Kevin and the others hadn't resurrected Kallen, and if Kallen hadn't personally forgiven him for what he had done...

Otto smiled silently. "I might end up like that too."

Five hundred years.

Five hundred years can cause the human body to decay and the human spirit to become numb...

But only that obsession... still shines as brightly as ever, washed away by the passage of time.

The life of the man named Otto Apocalypse collapsed the moment the saintess of destiny, Karen Kaslana, died.

The only thing that kept him alive was the desire to revive Kallen.

After reviving Kallen, Otto also planned to have Kallen kill him.

but……

“Thank you, Karen… I’m sorry…” Otto clasped his hands together.

When Karen saw Otto, she slapped him hard across the face.

Despite the pain, the strength of Karen, who could swing Judas like a throwing weapon, was no joke. With that slap, Otto even lost several teeth.

But Otto was smiling happily at that time.

He would be willing to die even if it meant his own death.

However, this is what Karen said—

"Don't let me die so easily!" Karen, whose mouth was usually not very good at anything except talking nonsense, uttered words that moved Otto.

"If you really want me to forgive you, then live on and atone for the sins of those you have hurt!"

That's why Otto has lived to this day.

Two Ottos, because of one person—their fates were turned upside down.

Perhaps, this is just the cruel twist of fate...

……

Jill put down the phone, then took a jar of topical wound medicine from the Gate of Babylon and applied it to her wounds expressionlessly.

"...Ouch...it hurts, it hurts..."

In just two seconds, Jill's expression crumbled.

Gilles felt a little embarrassed as he imagined the barely suppressed laughter of Esther, Albion, and Draeg.

But there was no way around it; the high temperature of the Sun-Shooting Bow wasn't just high temperature, it was also a kind of magical erosion. Otherwise, Jill wouldn't have gone to such lengths to apply medicine externally.

"Alright, alright, that should be fine now." Jill took out a bandage, wrapped it around her hand, and covered the wound. "Let's go, let's go back and rest. We still have a whole day of training tomorrow."

Jill yawned and slowly walked towards her dormitory.

"Five hundred years, five hundred years... The body has decayed in five hundred years, the emotions have become numb in five hundred years... What remains, still pristine, is that unattainable obsession..." Jill arrived at the battlefield on Randolph's side, where they were fighting Durandal, and waved her hand.

Randolph saw Jill, nodded, and immediately sent Durandal flying.

“Go back. St. Freya Academy does not welcome you,” Jill announced expressionlessly. “Go back, Randolph.”

Chapter 198 Destructive Factor - Sequence Five - Conspiracy

A gentle night breeze was blowing, and the shoes made a "tap-tap" sound as they stepped on the ground.

Jill walked along the path and greeted the night patrolmen she encountered.

Jill knows almost everyone at St. Freya Academy. You might not know that the headmaster is a short man, but you will definitely know the significance of this blond youth (or boy) to St. Freya Academy.

Both the leaders of Anti-Entropy and Destiny have said this—

If he were at St. Freya Academy, even a Herrscher would be forced to retreat in defeat.

Jill strolled along the paths of St. Freya Academy as if taking a leisurely walk.

Then, as he expected, he saw her.

The girl didn't wear her hair in a braid on one side of her shoulder as usual; instead, her silver hair was loose and flowing.

Under the moonlight, she looked like an elf.

Jill smiled and then slowly walked towards the girl.

"So it really is Grandpa?" Theresa said softly, her tone tinged with frustration and disappointment.

"Yes...shouldn't you already know that?"

Jill sighed helplessly, "You should have seen through his true colors a long time ago."

“But…” Theresa bit her lip, “I…”

“I can’t help you with this.” Jill composed herself. “Otto and I both want to keep you out of this, but if you want to hear about Otto’s obsessions and plans, and many other truths, can you still face Otto the same way as before? I have my doubts about that.”

Jill ruffled Theresa's hair. "Well, just like we agreed before, I'll handle Otto's schemes. You just need to take good care of these students... Besides, I don't have much time left... But all I can guarantee is that St. Freya Academy will remain a safe haven for the next three years. Once those three years are up, I will leave."

Theresa remained silent for a long time. "Is it... about your own mission?"

“Yes, the final enemy has appeared, and it has entered the final stage of gathering its strength—only I—and only I can do it, to fight that guy.” Jill gently smoothed the hair that he had ruffled earlier, looked at Theresa with admiration, and then nodded with satisfaction. “However, the only promise I can make is probably to spend a few more birthdays with you, right?”

Theresa pouted in dissatisfaction, "You haven't celebrated my birthday for the past few years..."

"Work-related issues, work-related issues..." Jill smiled. "Besides, didn't the gift arrive safely? And didn't I host your birthday party this year?"

"But why can't I grow taller... You were only a little taller than me back then, and I could touch your head by standing on tiptoe, but now I can't even touch you when I jump..."

Theresa looked rather regretful and said.

"...So you still want to pat my head, huh?" Two lines of black lines appeared on Jill's face. "Fine, I won't argue with you... I should go get some rest. Go ahead."

"Then you should get some rest too, okay? You have a training session for those kids tomorrow afternoon, right?" Theresa hugged Gil. Although Theresa's actions looked like she was being affectionate because of their height difference, Gil knew what Theresa meant.

"Okay, then I'll head back." Jill half-squatted down and hugged Theresa. "Goodnight, sweet dreams."

“Goodnight, Jill,” Theresa said softly.

……

"Oh, you look really down..."

At the headquarters of Destiny, Otto was dealing with the aftermath of the attack by Gilles using the Sun-Shooting Bow.

Then, a voice came from the darkness and spoke to Otto.

"I'm busy right now, so don't bother me if you don't have anything to say," Otto said in a cold tone.

"Oh dear... It seems your plan has been thwarted again... Hehehe, how about I help you get rid of that guy who's been getting in your way?"

The figure lurking in the shadows wore a black hat, a black vest, and trousers that were completely out of place for working at heights—one long and one short. A cunning smile played on his lips. Although he looked like a human youth, the moment he appeared, the atmosphere in the air seemed to twist.

In other words, this guy is definitely not human!

That twisted and somewhat subtle feeling of disgust is definitely not something a human being would experience.

"Get out of my way. I don't need you to deal with him. Besides, he already showed me how to kill you the other day." Otto said indifferently.

"Ugh... this is so boring. Never mind, I'm leaving."

The young man's figure leaped into the darkness and disappeared.

Otto did not stop the other party.

"...Those are the enemies of the world. If the Honkai is the enemy of civilization, then I can only say that these are the enemies of the world."

Otto still remembers the boy's words on that rooftop.

“The enemy of the world, ah…” Otto swiped away a pop-up window, “That kind of thing can’t help revive Kallen, so let’s just forget about it. Anyway, its purpose was that man, right? I don’t want to take the blame for this.”

If I accidentally get blamed and the other party is truly enraged this time, and that attack from the Sun-Shooting Bow really lands on the Destiny Headquarters...

The consequences are unimaginable.

Otto shook his head. "If only I had met him five hundred years ago..."

At that moment, Otto noticed that something seemed to have fallen at his feet.

"...This is..."

It was a document that looked quite old, clearly over two hundred years old.

“Why is it here…” Otto picked up the document and opened the pages, which looked quite old and seemed like they would crumble at the slightest touch.

"Wait, this is..."

……

"What a pity, this human is a bit boring... Could it be that he already knows our information... Well, never mind, let Grandster worry about this, I'll just focus on killing that guy."

The young man licked his fingers and gave a cruel smile. "What a pity. I hope it won't be ruined in one go. Creation Factor An, Destruction Factor, Brother An Duroin."

"However, based on my observations over the past few days, I still have to kill you first, otherwise Ann Duloin won't reappear."

The young man is holding a photograph.

That was a photo of a green-haired girl leaning back on the sofa, looking at a book—