Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

Cang Xuan asked the question they cared about most—

"The points where history and destiny intersect have been re-established, and you are now, of course, alive."

The deity nodded slightly, giving them the answer they most wanted to hear—

"Feel honored, for you are among the few who have entered the Land of Heroes while still alive."

"Wielding the spear of eternity, controlling time, wielding royal power, possessing wisdom, healing the wounded, weaving magic, humming poetry, bringing war and death..."

"Apart from not being one-eyed, and not being an old man..."

"Are you Odin, the god from Norse mythology?"

Karen Kaslana swore that her heart had never been beating so fast; she could even hear it pounding.

It might be a god before me! Ancestors of the Kaslana family, I see a god!

[If Miss Karen knew that the adult was still her nominal biological daughter, would she just slap him...?]

Seeing what the saintess was thinking, Wuni and Fokin exchanged a strange look, ultimately swallowing back the words they were about to say...

Well, if the adults aren't saying anything, they must have their own reasons.

.....

"Gods?"

Meanwhile, the reaction from the other group, the Shenzhou group, was rather lukewarm. Coming from the previous era, they didn't feel anything about it. Weren't there plenty of self-proclaimed Herrschers of God among the cults that worshipped the Collapsed civilization?

This one is probably also one; while their abilities seem a bit outrageous, they're not far off. Danzhu even wanted to dismiss some feudal superstitions from Karen standing nearby...

“Miss Karen, I must point out something. In the research of the previous civilization, there are no individual gods in the world, and even the Honkai Will itself is ‘just a conjecture’—”

Ignoring the blonde, charlatan-like girl beside her, Danju casually educated Karen on scientific knowledge from the previous era...

"Oh, is that so? Then, miss... what are you...?"

Karen swallowed the last thing she was going to say and looked at the blonde girl with some curiosity.

"What else could it be—something like a Herrscher? Anyway, those Herrschers have all sorts of strange powers, so it's probably normal for one of them to be able to travel through time?"

Danzhu shrugged indifferently... and then heard the ruthless and heart-stopping reply from his master—

"Me? I am the God of War, the Supreme Being, the Lord of Man in the High Heavens... As for this place, although my warriors and I like to call it the High Heavens, Valhalla, or Valhalla..."

"But for you, especially for the two of you from the previous era—there is another name that you are more familiar with...."

"—The tree of imaginary numbers, and at its very top."

"And the Honkai Will you seek... step out of here, cross the boundary of the High Heavens, and you will reach His domain—"

"But that guy has no taste. His divine realm is empty except for a white throne that he himself rarely sits on... and he's probably mute too?"

"Anyway, he never speaks, and I have no idea what he's trying to achieve by giving himself a mouth..."

Chapter 302 Legion

"You...you...what did you say this place is??? A...a...a virtual tree???"

Danzhu could hardly believe her ears, and stiffly turned her head to look at the blonde girl behind her—

"The Tree of Imaginary Numbers, I think you should have realized what it meant when you heard the term 'Supreme Heaven'..."

"Omitted, Dr. Möbius of Heaven—I saw the true God, and he was still alive and kicking..."

The young girl watched with great interest as Danzhu's expression shifted like a Sichuan opera mask, and continued to extend her invitation—

"How about we go check out that unromantic, corrupted divine kingdom next door?"

"...My esteemed sir, I must remind you that we just killed Chi You, one of his Judgment-class Honkai Beasts, and you killed it yourself—are you sure you want to break into his house now?"

"Isn't this inappropriate???"

"If you don't want to go, then forget it—there's no such complicated relationship between gods as there are among humans, let alone the concept of grudges; even if you took a suona and played it for His healers from the time of their death until the seventh day after their death, He wouldn't say a word."

"...Perhaps that Honkai Will won't really say anything to you, but it does think you have that serious illness."

"Anyway, He won't say it—if He doesn't say it, then it doesn't exist."

Somewhat disappointed, Snow waved his hand and gave up on the idea of ​​taking Cang Xuan and the others to the neighbor's house for a night out.

"Um... Miss Odin? I have something I'd like to ask you?"

Miss Saintess raised her hand, just like a well-behaved student in class.

"Just ask directly—"

"So... these heroic spirits... are they the souls of the original person?"

Karen remembered the old man, "Francis Kaslana," who had greeted her.

"Yes or no, it depends on your philosophical or ethical understanding—those who can sing and drink here are beings who have awakened the Holy Mark or possess the Holy Mark. Through the medium called the Holy Mark, their memories can be preserved more completely, making them more like the real person in history, or even their own soul."

"And if the Stigmata are fully awakened, then it is perfectly acceptable for the person seated to regard them as the real person—"

"When a vessel possesses the same memories, hobbies, habits, and even unconscious mannerisms as a deceased person, why can't we consider 'he' to be him?"

"So, they can actually be resurrected?"

Cangxuan seemed to have noticed something important—

"Of course... no—consciousness can be matched with a new vessel, but the vessel cannot collect a shattered consciousness. The Holy Mark can indeed record their memories; but there is only one reason why they can be gathered together: it is the memory of all mankind that is preserved in the blood and sublimated into the legend of heroes."

"What sustains their existence is the will of all humanity, and they can only exist in this form."

"Didn't I tell you from the beginning? They are the legends of history, the giants of action, the immortals remembered by civilization; if we want to pursue a true resurrection, we must open up new possibilities on the tree of imaginary numbers and replace the original, established history with them."

The young woman rose from her throne and led the three outside the golden palace.

"Do you still remember the slogans they chanted...?"

The girl, strolling along the corridor, asked the three people behind her a question.

"Hmm...I remember it was for the deceased, the forgotten?"

"Yes...for the deceased, for the forgotten—"

The blonde girl stopped on a balcony, leaning against the railing and looking down. The three people drawn by her action also looked down.

...It was an endless golden ocean, stretching from ancient times to the future. Warriors in various armors stood silently, gathered there in silence. Unlike the heroes in the palace, their faces were blurred, and their silence was deathly. They were like terracotta warriors in a tomb.

"What...are they???"

Overwhelmed by the seemingly endless army before them, the three women posed the only question they could think of—

"Dedicated to the deceased and the forgotten—"

The girl sighed softly, gazing at the endless sea of ​​people before her.

"As you have seen and heard, in an epic tale, heroes are always accompanied by equally outstanding warriors, perhaps equally valiant and skilled in battle, or perhaps resourceful and cunning... all of whom have lit the flame for humanity's dark future..."

"Yet they are often glossed over in the epics of heroes, not celebrated by the world, forgotten in the corners of history, fate, and time; and in the end—I found them, but... because they are the forgotten, they are destined not to become heroes, they are not recorded in detail in the marks of heroes, nor do they have their own legends—"

"However, they still possess their own will and beliefs—and what you see is ultimately the result of these will and beliefs."

"The legion from the highest heavens, the immortal army, the indestructible legion—this is where the name of the God of War comes from."

......

The group strolled through this strange world that they might never see in their lifetime.

"I really want to bring Dr. Möbius over... and see her expression, it would be so interesting..."

Cang Xuan muttered to himself, and Dan Zhu nodded in agreement.

"By the way... if this place is a gathering of all the heroes in human history who could be called heroes... why did I only see a few of the Fire Moths, while I saw quite a few other fusion warriors in that golden palace?"

"Qian Jie did indeed die in the final battle... but Mr. Kevin should have survived, so why is he here??? And! And! Where are the other heroes?"

Cang Xuan raised her question...

"That Kevin... he's just a memory left behind by that man... As for the other heroes, not all of them will answer my invitation—do you think... that Lady Eden who holds the name of gold, will answer the call from another era?"

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"Her era has ended, and she ultimately chose to perish with it—you should respect her choice...at least for now; if she changes her mind someday, that's a matter for then...after all, this place transcends time and reincarnation, and it's never a problem for her to want to go here at any time..."

"Even if you don't want to come here, but choose to be resurrected and see the new era, that's fine too—after all, rewriting the history of suicides doesn't require the same fuss you guys put in—"

Chapter 303 Brother Jie, My Brother Jie—

"Ahem, ahem, we almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it, Miss Goddess; um... why are you going to such lengths to rewrite the history of our dead?"

Karen seemed to have been reminded and immediately raised a question—

"This is a long story... We can tell you about it slowly when we get back. Also, there is one mistake that Miss Cangxuan and Miss Danzhu made that I haven't pointed out."

The divine maiden's gaze swept over the two who appeared confused and restless after being called upon. A sixth sense, a primal instinct, told them that some danger was approaching...

"The one I'm pointing out to you is—that hero of humanity's previous era, the Mad King Qianjie, who bears the name of annihilation..."

"He's still alive, and he was right behind you when you just said he was dead..."6

The goddess girl watched with interest as their expressions shifted from disbelief to "Where should we bury them?" and then to the masked man behind them, who was always radiating anger but couldn't vent it now.

"I understand the logic... but Brother Qianjie already... This is what Kevin and the others told us—"

Unwilling to confront reality, Cang Xuan still clung to his illusions...

"This question is for you. As far as the Fire-Chasing Moths are concerned—rat, ox, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake, horse, sheep, monkey, rooster, dog, pig... what zodiac sign do you think the Mad King Qianjie belongs to?"

"tiger?"

The trembling Cangxuan sisters could even feel the crackling flames and rising temperature behind them. Driven by a survival instinct, they chose an answer that also seemed driven by a survival instinct, and immediately the temperature behind them noticeably decreased... Just as the Cangxuan sisters breathed a sigh of relief, the girl's reply unhesitatingly added a powerful boost to the volcano behind them, which was poised to erupt—

"A tiger...? Really? I think he's more like a dog—after all, he really does bite... no, he'd even bite a god—"

Completely disregarding the pleading looks from the Cangxuan and Danzhu sisters, Snow Apocalypse naturally voiced his thoughts.

"So, would you like to hear how he survived a certain death?"

"No, we don't want to know at all—"

The blonde girl ignored their "shut the hell up" expressions and continued her story—