Super God: Diary System, but without a brain.

We're about to leave Earth to find a suitable planet and build our own "home."

Actually, I don't care much about this "home." In my opinion, as long as everyone is around me, anywhere can be home.

However… before leaving Earth, there's one more thing I need to take care of.

The diary entry ends here.

Juxia.

This mobile fortress, once a symbol of the highest military power on Earth, is now in ruins.

The traces of Morgana's looting have not been completely cleaned up. There are still charred marks from the explosion on the deck, and several severely damaged sections are still under repair.

The training of the Super Soldier Company continues.

But it was obvious to everyone that this team's focus wasn't on training at all today.

Having witnessed such immense power, the members of the Super Soldier Squad were all filled with doubt.

Can their rudimentary skills really protect the Earth?

Rose stood at the edge of the deck, holding a copy of the diary in her hand, her gaze fixed on the last sentence, "There is one more thing," and lingered there for a long time.

He is leaving.

The universe is so vast; this parting may mean we'll never have the chance to meet again.

She should breathe a sigh of relief.

But why does it feel like something is blocking my heart?

She couldn't figure out her feelings for that person.

Is it attraction, curiosity, or... do I really have some kind of peculiar fetish?

What she couldn't understand even more was herself.

She once thought that the Super God Academy was righteous, and that everything her father did was for the sake of the Earth.

But what was written in the diary, the way Liu Chuang's matter was handled, and my father's title of "warmonger"...

She didn't want to believe it, yet she couldn't help but believe it.

She didn't know what to choose.

Or rather, she didn't know if she still had the right to choose.

Lena remained silent as well.

Her gaze wasn't on the diary, but on the distant horizon, on the ruins of cities ravaged by war, still not yet healed.

If she remembered correctly, Su Bai had said...

He will go to Lieyang.

Go settle the accounts.

The blazing sun.

Her hometown.

There are her people, her temple, and her subjects who watched her grow up but never truly regarded her as their "goddess".

Whether it's Pan Zhen or the people of Lieyang, in their eyes, Lena was never "Di Hongkun's successor".

She was merely a mascot placed on the throne.

The true Lord of the Blazing Sun was her grandfather.

It is Di Hongkun, who has "fallen" thousands of years ago, yet still lives in everyone's memory.

Even though his grandfather was no longer alive, those people turned their attention to Pan Zhen.

They turned to the regent who was by their grandfather's side.

In their eyes, what is Lena?

It was nothing more than a relic of Emperor Hongkun's bloodline, an empty shell placed on the throne for people to admire.

She had witnessed Su Bai's power.

In that battle, she stood on the edge of the ruins and watched as the seven-colored dragon pierced through the Undead, and watched as the man devoured the tsunami-level afterimage with his bare hands as if it were a tonic.

If Lieyang were to face him...

Lena closed her eyes.

There is no chance of winning. Not even a sliver.

Suddenly, the half-joking remark by Angel Yan flashed through her mind—

"Star Fury".

If she really... as that wicked angel suggested, willingly offers herself up...

Will he... let Lieyang go?

The moment the thought crossed her mind, Lena clenched her fist tightly.

What is she thinking?

Why did she sacrifice herself to save Lieyang?

The blazing sun that had treated her like a mascot since childhood and had never truly entrusted her with authority;

Those ministers who, without hesitation, transferred their loyalty to Pan Zhen after her grandfather's death;

That civilization that sent Xuan Tianji to Earth to cause trouble, only to ultimately need her, the "main god," to clean up the mess.

On what grounds?

On what grounds should she assume the responsibilities of the Sun God?

No one ever taught her how to be a queen.

She sat on that cold throne, facing only the respectful yet distant gazes of her ministers, and the unspoken rule that kept her forever out of the core decision-making process: "You are still young."

Now she's being asked to sacrifice herself for this civilization?

Lena slowly opened her eyes and looked at the ruins in the distance, scorched by the flames of war.

Lieyang is the hometown that gave her birth and nurtured her.

But what her hometown owed her, she never repaid.

She stood there, silent like a rose, silent like a rose—

I don't know how to choose.

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At this moment, in front of a private estate in Europe

Su Bai's figure was standing here.

Beside her, He Xi, with her long, lustrous silver-white hair, looked at the private estate before her and immediately understood the purpose of Su Bai's visit.

After using her Eye of Insight to investigate who was in the manor, He Xi frowned.

Considering the past help the Sumali family had given him, regardless of their motives...

Even after Tianzha was defeated by them, He Xi still chose to let him go.

But... back then, they just randomly picked a place to exile Sumali.

I never expected it to be such a coincidence.

He Xi turned her head and looked at Su Bai beside her.

The boy didn't look at her; his gaze was calmly fixed on the tightly closed manor gate, his expression unreadable.

But a subtle smile suddenly welled up in her heart.

So—the lab mouse is jealous?

This realization inexplicably lightened He Xi's mood.

As for Sumali...

She didn't feel anything.

If it weren't for the karma from back then, she wouldn't even bother to look at him.

When that man was chasing after her in the City of Angels, she resisted the urge to roll her eyes and didn't kick him out on the spot, which was already the greatest tolerance she could show out of consideration for family ties.

but……

She was happy as she was, but she wasn't going to just stand by and watch.

At this moment, deep within the manor.

Sumali was leaning back on the soft couch, enjoying the service of the beautiful women around her.

The grapes offered by red lips and the wine held up by jade fingers were tasteless to him.

He pushed away the woman who leaned close to him, his eyes gloomy, his tone filled with emptiness and resentment after his satisfaction:

"Ah... as expected, only He Xi is the most beautiful."

He tilted his head back, downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, and gazed through the dome as if trying to see through the starry sky to catch a glimpse of that silver-white figure he had never truly possessed.

"I really want you..."

He murmured to himself, his fingertips tracing the rim of his wine glass, a kind of obsession, suppressed for a thousand years, churning in his eyes.

"My He Xi..."

The two people outside the door listened to Su Mali's heartfelt "confession" without missing a single word.

Su Bai's eyes turned slightly cold.

He wasn't going to wait any longer.

The moment the body moved—

"I'll do it."

He Xi's voice was neither loud nor soft, yet it made Su Bai stop in his tracks.