Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

Kevin narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the night owl that was stealthily approaching the gate. He then exchanged a glance with his descendant, Miss Imotek, as if they had mutually confirmed some conclusion...

"Night Owl, he is also a Herrscher—"

Kevin Silver stated their conclusion in a calm and collected tone.

"Two Herrschers...???"

"I can't understand—if two Herrschers are born at the same time, what about the Great Honkai that follows???"

"This is completely illogical—!"

Jackal stared incredulously at Night Owl, who was planning to elope with his girlfriend, his eyes filled with utter disbelief.

"But at least this is exactly what we want. Civilian casualties should be minimized as much as possible, and besides... it's actually quite reasonable—"

Imotek nodded and began to analyze the situation seriously with the jackal—

"You see, the birth of a Herrscher requires a large amount of Honkai energy, right?"

"Yes."

The jackal nodded as if it were perfectly normal.

"Our intelligence also indicates that Honkai energy is becoming more active in the Coral Island region, right—?"

"Yes, according to the prediction, it should be enough for a Great Honkai to be born."

The jackal nodded again, seemingly still not understanding what its young lord was trying to express—

"That settles it—the Herrscher of Ice has been born, this is the portion of the Honkai energy that was gathered at the beginning; and that kid Night Owl swallowed the portion of the Great Honkai that was triggered by the chain reaction later."

"So this city is just experiencing snow and extremely low temperatures right now, rather than the whole city turning into some strange winter country."

"...So we should thank Night Owl, right!?"

"If you really think that way, then you're not wrong..."

Imotek thought for a moment and then nodded.

"Quickly say—thank you, Night Owl!"

"Why would I thank him?! What could have been a simple matter of crushing the Herrscher has now become increasingly complicated...!"

"So that's what you were thinking... Five times the overtime pay, calculated hourly—"

The girl hadn't even finished speaking when she received a reply...

"I am Lord Imotek's dog—I will bite whomever you tell me to bite!"

I originally wanted to refuse... but the boss really gave me so much support—

Completely blinded by the overtime pay, the jackal immediately adopted a "come and get me" attitude.

"you....."

Upon hearing this, Kevin hesitated, considering the family's dwindling bank savings...

"I'll pay for it myself—"

Imotek, sensing his ancestor's stingy expression and what he was thinking, pulled out the bank card he'd taken from Snow, indicating that the source of the funds was definitely not a problem.

"The boss is generous..."

Seeing Imotek paying for it out of his own pocket, Raven could only offer this response—

Kevin, relieved to hear that he had saved his money for the noodles, also looked like he had breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hiss... You'd better stay buried in your pile of money—where are the Night Owls?!"

"They disappeared in such a short time?!"

After finishing their argument, the group turned and stared blankly at the now empty Destiny Base...

"They can't run very far, it's not like they can teleport using the Void Law—a Rock Law and an Ice Law, they're not going to sink them into a trench..."

"Jackal, Raven, go check on the Valkyries at Schicksal Base—I can sense that life activity hasn't disappeared..."

"Ancestor, shall we go find those two runaway lovers...?"

Imotek, turning his head, widened his eyes in surprise—

"Where are you going, you noodle slurper?!"

Kevin pointed to a provocative voice that was heard in the distance...

"—Long time no see... Kevin—Let's fight!!"

"...A unique skill."

Chapter 337 The Tower of Babel

At the heart of Coral Island lies the Stairway to the Nebula—a towering structure piercing the heavens, embodying humanity's yearning for the stars...

"The tower—a word that has carried deep religious connotations since ancient times... yet its core meaning has always remained the same..."

"—Unification, for the sake of unification."

"They once spoke the same language; they built towering spires to the heavens, intending to reach the path to heaven—but were blocked by an unyielding force..."

"The ancient Tower of Babylon is now only ruins, while its successor, which burned fiercely on the Siberian permafrost in the millennium, has also been reduced to ashes—"

"And you... will you be the new 'Tower of Babel' of this era...?"

The alarm blared over the city. On the deserted streets, a blonde girl strolled along the spine of a tower, holding a golden and black fruit in her hands. No one could answer her questions.

The towering pagoda that reaches into Yunnan stands silently, unable to answer the girl's question. Its pure white structure, reaching into the clouds, remains standing amidst the escalating blizzard, as if it has already silently answered her question.

Ah...ah...—so this is your answer...I understand.

"So..."

The blonde girl raised the strange fruit in her hand, and it began to dissolve, turning into a pure light that merged into the human creation.

The seed of Qliphoth is planted at this moment... It quietly awaits the day of maturity, the day of our ascension.

Snow Apocalypse gazed at the Tower of Babel, which had been given a far more unique mission, and silently turned to leave...

"The tower is almost complete—and where are you, O god who stands in my way..."

".....??"

On the way out—Snow Apocalypse and the uninvited guest before him, whose main colors were gold and white, found themselves in a standoff.

Both were dressed in magnificent attire, yet not heavy clothing, which seemed perfectly adequate amidst the escalating blizzard. The white-haired, golden-eyed God's Agent, clad in a white formal gown, fell silent as he gazed at the Throne Lord before him…

"The one who reveals the end... I think—the trumpet of final judgment has not yet sounded?"

The deity broke the deathly silence first, observing with interest the girl before her who bore a striking resemblance to Kiana Kaslana. The girl's Honkai energy was practically nonexistent; she would be unremarkable in a crowd. However, the golden-haired deity knew that this seemingly harmless white humanoid was actually dangerous...

If she wanted, every Honkai energy detection device in the world could be overloaded in the next instant...

“Yuri-hate…”

The apostle of the end times looked at the god before him and uttered a somewhat strange name... his tone was calm and even, revealing no emotion.

"...This is not a name you may use to address me directly, Agent of the End, this is an overstepping of authority—"

The golden deity seemed to sense some kind of offense... He frowned and glanced displeasedly at the divine messenger before him.

That was the hidden name of a deity, a name that represented the essence of the young girl: an incomparably abstract being—the embodiment of traditional values, reason, and law, who wished to use her power to constrain the world's moral principles...

"...Excuse me, Your Majesty?"

For a moment, the Herrscher of the End, unsure of how to address the deity before him, was at a loss for words...

"So... what business do you have with His apostle?"

"My lord... I don't know."

[High-quality answer: I don't know]

When asked what she wanted to do after jumping out, the Herrscher of the End was momentarily stunned, but then truthfully answered the god's question—and the Herrscher of the End herself was also somewhat bewildered, as this was not the day she was to arrive, and the thirteen trials on this leaf were only barely halfway through...

"you do not know??"

The eyebrow of the deity known as "Yuri-zang" twitched... Judging from the Herrscher's recent cramming on human civilization, this should be interpreted as dissatisfaction with his response. The newly born Apostle of the End seemed to sense some great crisis he faced, instinctively adding a comment...

"Gurgle... I opened my eyes and found myself here."

......

"So, when you woke up, you found yourself transported to this city... and couldn't contact your boss—and then you saw the aura of a deity here that could be considered your boss, so you happily followed him all the way here?"

Snow Apocalypse was incredibly grateful for this—thankfully, the Herrscher of the End was different from the previous thirteen traitors, antisocial idiots, and fools; she was a professionally employed Herrscher with a formal organization, unlike the previous thirteen contract-based Herrschers. She strictly adhered to the good professional principle of never taking action until the appointed time, and obediently stayed in this city, keeping to herself.

"Is that... something like this? Your Majesty, is there anything you need me to do?"

The Herrscher of the End nodded, seemingly a little confused about what she was going to do... It wasn't her time to work now—the Herrscher of the End, whose vacation had been interrupted, seemed to want to find something to do.

"Doing things... there are some—but not fighting stuff—do you remember the civilization from 50,000 years ago on this leaf? Back then, there was a white-haired man with a flaming greatsword and an ice pop?"

"...?"

The Herald nodded in confusion, not knowing what the god in front of him wanted to do by bringing this up.

"They almost passed the test...not bad?"

The apostle of God, who had experienced it firsthand, gave them a fair assessment.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I wonder how they feel when they hear that it's not bad - all you have to do is show your face and make that noodle-slurping slacker's heart and lungs stop."

"...?"

Finally, he looked at the god in front of him with some confusion.

"It's about making your presence known to him—suddenly appear out of nowhere and say 'Hello There' to him... to trigger his PTSD."

"...strange and incomprehensible behavior."

The efficiency-driven God's agent expressed his own views.

"But it's fun enough—sometimes you don't need a reasonable motivation or reason to do something; having fun is enough—"

"I understand, all I need to do is show my face in front of that man, right?"

The Herrscher of the End looked at the god before her one last time to confirm.