Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

"So... now I have to worry about whether it's powerful enough... or whether this thing can really hurt you in that state..." Yang frowned.

"You don't need to worry about that—as the core of this warship's main gun and its energy source... I will bring you a branch of the Imaginary Tree..."

"It will be the spear that pierces through destiny...it will be the gun that slays gods...it will cause the gods of this mortal realm to fall—"

"Oh?... It's almost dawn, then I should take my leave." Snow looked at the sky; the moon was almost setting, and in the east, a pale light was beginning to appear on the horizon.

"I have one last question..." Walter Yang called out to the girl who was about to turn away.

"What's the problem?"

"Initially, I was skeptical—'Why should Entropy trust you?'... Now, I'm confused—'Why...why do you trust me?'"

"Because you took his name...and carried on his will—"

"You are idealists, adhering to and believing in the naive idea of ​​eliminating the Honkai without harming humanity itself—you will not squander the destructive power I have given you."

"You are also the best 'Swordholder'—you chose to bear the name of Walter, therefore you will not hesitate, you will not be confused."

"I know what you'll be doing next. The quantum sea harbors serpentine shadows, spying on the world... and you'll have no time to control anti-entropy—"

"The World Serpent is destined to return. I have no intention of judging your current actions... but please inform those two doctors... be careful of Cocolia."

"And... that warship absolutely cannot fall into the hands of the radicals led by her..."

"The two doctors' political tactics aren't very sophisticated... What if that warship ended up in Cocolia's hands? I mean, what if?" Yang looked at the blonde Valkyrie.

"I will kill her without hesitation. That's not something she should have, something she shouldn't even be eyeing."

"Therefore, this is the only thing that has no 'what ifs'..."

"And, if this warship ever becomes truly needed..."

Please do not try to mistake the deified me for the me you know now. Do not have even the slightest illusion, Walter Yang, you... will—die—.”

A brief silence fell between the two.

“I understand… So, as the sponsor of the warship, shouldn’t we give it a name?” Yang finally broke the silence.

Let's call it the Glorious Covenant.

"Remember our promise, my ally."

"And...don't tell Jiuxiao the true purpose of this warship."

......

"You are nothing like your father, Snow Apocalypse." Yang stood in the forest, watching the Valkyrie disappear into the distance.

"Who do you think she resembles...? Karen?" On the Fate Floating Island, a man stroked a photograph of the two of them.

.....

"That girl seems completely indifferent to her own life?" Einstein walked past.

"I don't know, she even had the time to name the weapon she used to kill herself..."

"No, this warship was even her suggestion in the first place..."

"Just like killing her... it was part of some grand plan."

"Just like her father, she couldn't understand..." Einstein pursed his lips.

"At least the ending she offered... is acceptable to us—let Otto carry out his plans for now, and what we need to do is minimize all the losses..."

“Then Cocolia…?” Einstein looked at Yang.

"Let's use the Moon Throne as a cover... to conceal the construction of the Glorious Covenant..."

.....

"What a twisted sense of humor... a warship shaped like an upright cross... a spear of fate used to nail itself to its death..."

"Do you believe you can be reborn after your fall, Snow Apocalypse?"

"...We don't have the ability to revive you."

Yang sat in front of the computer, carefully looking at the blueprints in front of him, muttering to himself.

.....

It will kill [He], who was born as a divine personality because he stole the authority of the imaginary number—and I... will replace [He] and truly ascend to the highest throne.

Snow looked at the magnificent design of the Covenant projected on his palm and smiled with satisfaction and pleasure.

—Just as the surname itself symbolizes intrigue and power struggles, and a terrifying ambition.

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Chapter Thirty-Nine: Otto, the Only Designated Target.jpg

One month later, the Valkyrie dormitory at St. Freya Academy

The dormitory, half-destroyed by the First Herrscher's clone, has been repaired after a month of work, and the entire interior has been renovated and looks brand new.

Inside the brand-new dormitory, Snow was staring at an exquisite green gift in his room, while Jiu Xiao and Ning Di were admiring the gift box, which was about the size of a cake box.

The green box was tied with a red ribbon, and a greeting card was attached to it.

——【OTTO】

"Wow, this is from your dear old man? Let's open it and see?" Jiu Xiao looked at the greeting card and signature on the gift, and began to wonder what was inside.

"...Let's see what's written on the greeting card first," Snow shook his head, rejecting his impatient companion's suggestion.

My dearest child, today is your birthday. I've thought about it for a long time and realized that all your wishes and requests for gifts have been made on your own initiative. As your father, I've never truly given you a gift willingly...

Finally, I found the Far East Branch's report from last month: you and your squad defeated and hijacked an entire Anti-Entropy fleet. Haha, truly worthy of being my and Kallen's child.

I've decided what gift to prepare for you, my child. I hope you like it. It's in the box; go and open it.

"Hurry, hurry, can we open it now?" Jiu Xiao urged from the side, seemingly even more anxious than the person in question, while Ning Di also showed a curious expression.

“I can’t stand you guys…” Snow shook his head and began to untie the ribbon on the gift box.

As the ribbon was untied, the gift box was opened—

It was an outfit Snow wore when they met in virtual reality, which he had now personally tailored—a white women's trench coat with red and black stripes and medals.

The short cape on her right shoulder was slightly lengthened, and the Apocalypse family crest originally embroidered on it was modified to resemble a maiden's stigmata—a single eye, a book, and a sword.

A long, black and red ribbon, like a scarf, hung down from the left shoulder to the waist, along with a pair of white, slim-fitting trousers with gold tassels.

"A set of clothes... Is this all your old man gave you?" Jiu Xiao's lips twitched as he looked at the contents of the box.

“This is nothing at all…” She took off her clothes and put on the outfit from the gift box.

[Identity verification successful] The badge decoration on the trench coat emitted a strange electronic verification voice message.

"Wait, what's this outfit?" Jiu Xiao was stunned for a moment, his eyes widening.

[Activating Armor Functions] The girl gently floated up from the floor.

"This is a fourth-generation Valkyrie armor set... although it looks more like a dress..."

"Of course, it does serve as formal attire... This style of formal wear is what each new Bishop of Destiny wears upon ascending to the throne."

"However, my father has been on the throne for over 500 years... so now nobody remembers the true purpose of this formal attire. Those who coveted it... have all been outlived by my dear old father."

"Goodness, he's definitely outlived me!" Jiu Xiao exclaimed with a delighted expression.

"So, what is the function of this armor set?"

"Uh... I think the only useful thing is flying... at least it can provide some cover."

"Others use armor to further enhance their strength, but you're a limiter, right?...."

"Aren't you?" Snow glanced at Jiuxiao, who was mocking him.

“To me, this is a gorgeous dress with special meaning… and it also represents something—” Snow looked at the two people beside him.

"...His plan has officially begun, and in the near future...he will throw that shawl embroidered with the Apocalypse crest and the archbishop's cloak onto me, sacrificing himself to change Kallen Kaslana's fate."

The blonde Valkyrie stepped to the window. Outside, Kiana, Mei, and the others were surrounding Himeko, who had just come out, and walking towards the dormitory.

"And what we need to do is perform the ascension and resurrection ritual of my dear old man, the Minotaur, to throw him off the blood-soaked soil of the Void Tree—and then resurrect Kallen and those who need us to rewrite history to return."

"Next comes my favorite part," Penglai Temple Nine Heavens nodded.

"Now, count your sins—" Jiuxiao struck a strange pose.

“Yes, to recount the sins of Archbishop Otto Apocalypse…” Snow’s face twitched slightly. She remembered that her actions would be even more outrageous than her father’s…

I'm sorry, Savior, I didn't lie—

...Forget it, with Dad drawing all the fire for me, what am I afraid of? He'll get ten beatings before it's my turn...maybe they'll be too tired to beat me after they're done beating Dad. ()】Snow thought irresponsibly.

"Snow—Nine Heavens—and Ningdi—Himeko is back—!!! Hurry up and help prepare for the celebration party!"

Theresa and Kiana's energetic voices interrupted Snow's train of thought, bringing her back to reality.

"Coming right away!"

She decisively replied to Theresa and the others downstairs, banishing her previous thoughts, and without thinking, the blonde Valkyrie stepped onto the windowsill and jumped down—

"You never use the stairs, huh!"

The same complaints came from both inside the room and downstairs at the same time.

"Oh? I'll definitely do it next time!"

Snow's reply was also simple and blunt.

[You'll do it again next time!!!]

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That night, in Himeko Murata's dormitory

The red-haired Valkyrie leaned back in her chair, gulping down beer, her face flushed.

"Wow! This is life! I was so bored in the hospital, all I could drink was bottled water!"

The red-haired Valkyrie let out a satisfied burp.

"Himeko, for the sake of your health, please be more moderate."