Tonight, Alice joins the hunt.

Xilin lowered her head slightly.

She now fully understood the Jingyuan Federation's meaning—to deal with those who could be communicated with, they would communicate; to deal with those who couldn't, they would avoid them. They weren't afraid of battle, but neither did they desire it. Therefore, rather than wasting their resources on internal strife within the human race, it was better to leave before the war even began.

—Cirin suddenly became a little interested.

She was somewhat eager to see, or rather, to witness, the fate of the Jingyuan Federation. She wanted to know how far this civilization, which still upheld the path of peace and unity amidst a battlefield about to engulf the entire universe, would progress. Would it be able to achieve an ending beyond her calculations?

However, before that—

She turned her head to look at the entire Reincarnation Squad, which she had frozen in mid-air with her power the instant the God's protective shield disappeared. She sighed softly.

—Before that, there are some trivial matters to take care of.

Section 10 East America

The Reincarnation Squad, suspended in mid-air, consisted of sixteen members. In terms of total numbers, they were comparable to the Central Continent Team. The fact that they could survive to the final battle with so many members clearly demonstrated the Reincarnation Squad's strength—their strongest member, the female captain, had unlocked the initial stage of the fourth tier of genetic locks and even mastered the mimicry of the Mind's Light. Perhaps with just one trigger, she could unlock the intermediate stage, thus reaching the tail end of the Central Continent Team's average level.

But that's not enough—undoubtedly not enough. The difference between each minor rank within the fourth tier is enormous, and even if you add up all the items or cheats this reincarnation team has, they are still almost two worlds behind Sirin in terms of power.

They were destined to sleep here—Cirin raised her hand, ready to erase them completely.

Celine's fingers paused slightly the moment she pressed down—she sensed a familiar trace.

"A surge of fortune before defeat, grasping at the last glimmer of life in the moment before collapse?" She raised an eyebrow, examining the reincarnation team from the inside out. Just as she was about to make her move, she discovered that the main god to which this reincarnation team belonged was none other than East America, which she had abandoned.

Ah, that's right. This squad is the East American squad. During the War of the Ring, Sirin and Zhao Zhuikong left the East American squad and joined the Central Continent. Objectively speaking, this was equivalent to the complete annihilation of the East American squad—however, at least at that point in time, the final battle was far from being triggered, so it was only natural that the Supreme God would select and reorganize the East American squad after its annihilation, allowing them to step onto the final battle battlefield once again.

They were the East America team, a small team that Sirin had once managed and shared a connection with. In other words, when the first-tier reincarnators decided to clear the field, the only chance for this weak reincarnation team to survive was to encounter Sirin from the Central Continent team at this time and place, rather than any other member of the first tier.

It was a coincidence, but Celine knew why it was such a coincidence.

If a powerful native didn't understand the nature of destiny, they might mistake it for 'fate' or 'destiny,' allowing the East American team to escape a seemingly insurmountable situation. They might even have been able to leverage this to their advantage, potentially achieving something significant on the final battlefield—if Sirin didn't understand destiny, she might have been completely fooled. Unfortunately for her, she happened to possess some knowledge of such matters.

—So-called fortune, in essence, is nothing more than the attention, or even direct interference, of those in high positions. Therefore, the fact that the East American team would appear in the Jingyuan Federation, a place similar to her Dao (path of destiny), easily pleasing her, and also connected to this unfolding of fate, clearly indicates that some behind-the-scenes force is manipulating things in secret.

So, who could it be?

Sirin blinked, her gaze sweeping past the group of reincarnators and towards the outer edge of the Final War universe. Her will swiftly touched the surface of the Abyss of Death. It penetrated it, and then—

—It ended abruptly.

She abruptly ended her actions.

Just as she was about to extend her influence beyond the final universe, she forcibly suppressed her curiosity and desire to explore, which were based on the concept of 'connection'.

"This is a trap," Sirin thought to herself.

She suddenly realized something: the true nature of this final war universe—a cosmic cluster constructed from the source worlds experienced and left their mark by all the reincarnators. It was a space with an independent underlying system, similar to the multiverse; it was an arena, and also a safe haven. The purpose of bringing all the source worlds together was less to create a stage for battle, and more to prevent the reincarnators from having to explore the outside world during the final war.

The strongest among the reincarnators will not have a life level higher than that of a quasi-saint.

To kill the strongest reincarnator, there is no need for any means other than erasing all source world lines.

So--

[The Supreme God hopes, or rather warns, us not to carelessly leave the final battle. Add to that the information revealed by the organizer—the fall of the Human Emperor Fuxi, his attitude of letting go of everything… Ah, it seems the fighting outside is far more intense than the worst-case scenario anticipated? In that case, the universe here has actually become the most secure and peaceful safe haven?]

A faint thought arose from the depths of her mind, but before it could take shape, she completely erased it the instant it arose—she realized that she had just understood something. And in that moment, she understood that it was best for her not to think about anything at this time.

So, Sirin withdrew her gaze—she allowed time to begin to flow. She allowed things to change. She abandoned her plan to spy on the battle beyond the final battlefield and focused her attention on the group of East American reincarnators before her. And her eyes held a slightly complicated expression at this moment.

—She lifted the ban on the East American team.

The next moment, these reincarnators found themselves on the ground without even realizing it. The instant their toes touched the ground, they became aware of the strange thing happening before them!

They swiftly assumed defensive postures. A formation, seemingly capable of unifying the entire Reincarnation Squad and concentrating all power into a single, amplified point, suddenly materialized as their figures swayed. Each of them stood ready, fully focused, facing this 'abrupt' anomaly that appeared before them—the anomaly named Sirin!

They...are connected by tacit understanding and trust. If Sirin is a potential romantic interest, then this gesture alone would undoubtedly be a significant plus.

however--

"I am Sirin, Sirin from the Central Continent Team." Sirin shattered their non-existent delusions with the most straightforward words.

"I'm here to see you all off from this war."

Her expression was indifferent, and she didn't release the slightest aura or power. Yet, her opponents were filled with fear and tension.

She watched as the captain of the East American team's energy was highly concentrated, his brain extremely active, and he carefully considered his words after more than ten thousand real-time calculations.

“I am Lucia, the captain of the East America team.” She spoke each word with utmost care. “I know you, Sirin. You left a message stone tablet in the space of the East America God, giving each new reincarnator many important instructions.”

“Although we are on different sides now, we—I—” She bowed respectfully to Celine, her hair almost touching the ground. “I would like to express our team’s gratitude to you.”

Sirin's thoughts shifted slightly—ah, that's true. Just like how the Central Continent Team triggered the Perpetual Stone Tablet purchased by the previous Reincarnation Team members during their first team battle, thus gaining access to the battle information, Sirin, newly entering the Reincarnation World, had a similar experience during her first team battle. Moreover, she soon accumulated enough resources to exchange for the Perpetual Stone Tablet, and upon advancing to the fourth level, she had all her insights, experiences, and the important points she had painstakingly learned carved onto it.

At that time, she called it "passing on the torch," thinking that if she were to eventually leave the Main God Space or exit the stage, at least she would have provided some help to the next generation of East American reincarnators who would clean up the mess, making her participation worthwhile. Little did she expect that she would actually survive to the final battle and appear in this place!

The bond has grown stronger.

There are some strange sociological laws in this world, and one of them, which applies to ordinary human society, is that "it is easier to ask for help from someone who has helped you once before than to seek help from a stranger or someone who has previously done you a favor." The specific underlying reasons are quite complex. However, this is a truth that can be repeatedly verified.

And this also means—

—【This is the logic of mortals. You have the support of either the mortal faction or the primordial celestial realm behind you.】

Xilin thought to herself that she was considering directly wiping out this Reincarnation Team. However, she had to admit that she seemed to be the easiest weak point to exploit within the Central Continent Team. If any external force wanted to influence the Central Continent Team, it might be easier to start with her than with others.

After all—[I... do have some point of agreement with the morals, beliefs, and behavioral patterns of mortals...]

Celine finally sighed.

"I'm going to give you a chance," she said casually, not giving it her all, just casually calculating all the variables, big and small, around her.

"I can give you the first move. You can use all your means, all your tools or trump cards to attack me—I'm giving you one chance to escape from me. Because this time I will only retaliate once."

She saw a look of surprise in the woman's eyes, but the surprise quickly turned into composure. With composure, the woman exchanged information within the entire reincarnation team's internal communication network—they swiftly decided to engage. Before engaging, they planned to make a final effort.

"Can we take the time to prepare?" Captain Lucia asked cautiously.

“I’ll make my move as soon as you leave this planet,” Sirin replied.

The next moment, Sirin saw a tremendous force erupt in front of her!

It was a radiant glow, a prop, and a batch of secret treasures. The newly formed East American team unleashed all their accumulated trump cards the instant Sirin finished speaking. The final result was a power that rapidly expanded to the level of a true god, and a radiance that spread outwards like the rising sun!

The planet beneath the feet of the reincarnators, where they met, evaporated like summer mist. Meanwhile, endless light and heat, accompanied by the birth of a new sun, pressed down relentlessly on Sirin's location!

"A poison in a sugary heart." This was the assessment Sirin gave, gazing at the radiant light.

Then, she closed her eyes in the next moment.

—From the source world line, going back.

When she first opened her eyes, she found herself in a world called "Cloverfield." The fully-fledged New East America team, led by Captain Lucia, was battling a high-dimensional monster that defied all modern weaponry. They were about to achieve their final victory before the end of the war.

When she opened her eyes for the second time, she found herself in a world called "War Machines." She watched as Lucia, who had just entered the fourth tier, led her companions in life-and-death battles against one powerful indigenous force after another on the battlefield between humans and beastmen.

When she opened her eyes for the third time, she found herself in the world of Prometheus, a world rife with mutations. Lucia, the captain of the East American team at the third-tier limit, led a somewhat disorganized group of companions into the war between the Engineers and the ancient aliens. They clashed with powerful enemies in space and, in the final moments of the war, encountered extraordinary power.

Upon opening her eyes for the fourth time, she found herself in the world of "Skyfall," a typical and clichéd alien war. Lucia, now firmly established at Tier 3, used this battle to silence any dissenting voices within her team.

the fifth time……

The sixth time...

The seventh time...

Upon opening her eyes for the eleventh time, she found herself in the world of "Eight-Legged Monsters." A group of terrified newcomers, a guide with a hidden identity, and Lucia, a leader with exceptional talent—she stood out among the newcomers. When a swarm of mutated giant spiders attacked the new reincarnated individuals and local townspeople, she organized a counterattack. Using her wisdom and skill, she successfully returned unharmed, bringing all the newcomers and the surviving native with high praise, back to the land ruled by the supreme god.

When Lucia opened her eyes for the twelfth time, she found herself trapped in the elevator shaft after work, feeling despair as the elevator car continued to accelerate downwards.

Finally, Sirin opened her eyes for the thirteenth time.

The journey through the original world line reached its end. She saw a high school girl who had tasted forbidden fruit and was then abandoned by a heartless man. She saw the girl's sorrow and the budding life within her—so she reached out and, from a higher dimension, poured her own power into her.

Something changed. At first, it was small, just a change in a few molecules, just the arrangement of a few base pairs. But soon, the small changes had a huge impact, and as time went on, by the time the fetus matured, the subtle changes had already formed tangible traits.

A baby girl was born to an abandoned high school girl. This baby girl was born with albinism, but also with striking features: golden eyes and white hair. When she was born, her mother considered several names. Ultimately, the first name she considered, 'Lucia,' was discarded. The newborn girl was given a new name.

—'Cirin'. That's what her mother said.

And thus, the predetermined fate was altered—because the same name brought about the same events. And this ultimately pointed to the early death of the infant girl's mother.

Celine doesn't have a mother; that's the same in any world.

This is a science-based world without superpowers, but 'Sirin,' who lost her mother, was quickly taken in and raised by an orphanage with official backing. She soon passed a secret test and became a test subject for a certain project.

—She suffered.

—She grew up amidst hardship.

But hardship ultimately shaped her—in a failed experiment, she gained physical and mental strength that conformed to the laws of this world.

After that came the fighting and the escape.

She had come close to victory, but her lack of knowledge caused her to stumble before taking the final step. And when she was forced to embrace death, she finally felt despair.

So, Celine closed her eyes for the thirteenth time.

When she opened her eyes for the fourteenth time, she was back on the battlefield of the final battle, gazing at the radiance that was about to engulf her.

Lucia, the captain of the New East America team, is no longer alive. Although it's unknown how the Supreme God arranged her reincarnation, at least for this moment, Lucia has already transformed into something else.

A logical chain was constructed that could explain the motives behind all the actions of the East American team captain and the price he had to pay. The final result was that the sun's radiance stopped on its own before it touched Sirin.

"So, I am 'me'..." Such a voice echoed from the deepest part of the radiance.

Then, the world welcomed a new Sirin.

East America team, all eliminated.

Section 11: Concepts

The glow faded.

As the glow faded, the captain of the East American team, still resembling her original appearance but with changed hair and eye color, stood frozen in the air. Her appearance and aura were gradually transforming into Sirin's. And the look in her eyes as she gazed at Sirin was incredibly complex.

“I…” She looked at her hands, sensing the destructive power surging from the depths of her soul. “…I saw the truth. So…I was your incarnation from the very beginning.”

Sirin gazed at her, but did not completely assimilate her or activate the power of the connection. She simply watched silently, showing no intention of taking back the avatar.

"Aren't you going to take me back?" her avatar asked.

“You have other tasks,” Sirin replied calmly. “I have other important matters to attend to, and you will stay here and observe the direction and fate of this country, this Jingyuan Federation, for me.”

"Understood." The avatar nodded, then hesitated slightly. "Then... what about my former companions? Are you planning to eliminate them as well?"

"..." Celine was silent for half a second. Then, she gestured for her to look behind her.