Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

On the crumbling walls, a brown-haired boy wept as he pressed his hand against the wound of an indigo-haired youth, from which blood continued to flow.

"Why! Why...why can't the blood be stopped..." The boy's voice was clearly choked with sobs.

"Haha... Don't force yourself, I can feel that my life is coming to an end..." The severely injured man laughed as he stopped the boy's futile efforts.

"No! You won't die, you are Walter, our hero."

The boy pressed on the young man's wound, showing no sign of letting go.

"Walter... isn't that a great name?"

With his last breath, the young man forced a smile as he looked at the boy.

"Um....."

"So...you are now Welt, the core of the Herrschers, and the mission to protect this world is in your hands, [Welt]."

The gray Herrscher core was condensed in the young man's hands and entrusted to the boy.

At the end of his life, the young man closed his eyes, said nothing more, and quietly fell asleep.

...

"This is New York on November 24, 1955. Archbishop Otto Apocalypse of Schicksal launched a Honkai energy fission bomb to attack the city."

"And the First Herrscher, Welt Joyce, despite being severely injured, still stood in the way of the impending catastrophe that threatened to destroy the city."

"...He seems to have never done anything great in his life, but simply acted on instinct to protect what he wanted to protect and oppose what he wanted to oppose."

"But this ordinariness is precisely what makes him great, even though in the end he couldn't protect everyone."

"And this greatness will continue to be passed down for the next seventy years, first to Walter Joyce, then to Walter Young—"

"They are Walter, they are—the guardians of the world."

The hermit told the young knight the story of the two leaders of the Anti-Entropy Alliance. Although it was not in detail, the white-haired girl could still feel the weight and mission contained in the name.

The scene shifts, and the two's gaze returns to the snowfield, where the avengers who vowed to burn civilization to ashes are now fighting against the guardians of the world, and the powers of reason and emptiness collide.

...

As if an endless array of human creations were being constructed by Yang, the barrage of artillery fire shattered Sirin's imaginary barrier—he proclaimed civilization's resolve in the face of destruction.

A pale, transparent giant hand swung between mechs and warships, tearing and ripping apart these creations of civilization—venting her hatred for civilization and humanity.

But as Walter said, as long as he is alive, this army will never fall.

However, as a native Herrscher, Sirin's adaptability to the core and authority was higher than that of Yang, who inherited Joyce's core. The firepower unleashed by the Titans and battleships briefly suppressed the Second Herrscher before being swallowed by the spatial vortex and then returned to her.

"The battlefield has reached a stalemate, but this is exactly what men want. All they need to do is stall, stall until—the final sword and hammer of civilization fall here."

"Further away, a miniature missile launcher has entered a state of readiness, carrying the god-slaying weapon of this era—a weapon of brilliance equivalent to the sun. The nuclear weapon developed by Dr. Einstein of Anti-Entropy… the Silver Bullet."

“He will die, die on the snowy plains of Siberia... He will die here, for he left himself no way out from the very beginning; he will die, taking the life of the Second Herrscher with him.”

"Just like the [Walter] of the past, they used their own lives to interpret what mission is... what protection is."

The hermit explained to the girl why the man (anti-pinch) stood there and refused to retreat. Kiana looked at the man, who was covered in wounds, with eyes full of respect.

"Isn't he scared...?"

Kiana looked at Welt in the arena. His face showed no fear or apprehension, and even though the trajectory of the falling nuclear warheads could be seen in the sky, he remained unmoved.

"Warriors are not afraid of death, because they are death itself; heroes are not afraid of death, because there are always things more sublime than life—and this man embodies both at this moment."

The hermit's tone conveyed praise and admiration for him.

"...Don't lose, Teacher Yang."

The young knight princess silently prayed for Walter Yang on the field. Even though the man later appeared before her unharmed as a history teacher, the girl still sincerely prayed for him at this moment...

......

As the nuclear warhead fell, the Second Herrscher, sensing the danger, used all her power to engulf it with her imaginary space and hurled it into the earth. However, the rapidly falling warhead gave the Second Herrscher too little time...

The nuclear explosion tore apart the earth's surface, turning everything around into scorched earth. A mushroom cloud rose from the Siberian plains, engulfing the Second Herrscher, who was no longer able to support the barrier.

"Did you win?"

Kiana watched nervously as the mushroom cloud gradually dissipated on the scorched earth. The purple figure lay on the ground, her arms trying to prop herself up but collapsing weakly. She turned her head to look at the man in front of her... her eyes filled with resentment and fear.

Walter Young understood from the girl's eyes—he knew that this girl was destined never to turn back; anger and hatred had twisted her mind...

The man raised the Divine Key in his hand, and the zero rated power of the Star of Eden was activated. A strange black hole emitting a purplish-red light sucked the Herrscher girl into it. Yang looked at Sirin, who was struggling at the edge of the black hole, and a trace of pity and reluctance flashed across his face.

In the end, all of this turned into a sigh—

"Goodbye, Second Herrscher..."

However, things were destined to be less than smooth, just as Kiana let out a long sigh of relief.

A sudden change occurred—

The moment Yang noticed it, he was struck in the abdomen with a heavy punch, which rendered the already exhausted Walter Yang unable to fight.

"＃@￥％" (Kaslana family profanity)

Kiana pointed to a man wearing a clown mask who suddenly appeared in the open space, spewing profanities.

"The Hermit!! And who is this damn bastard???"

Ultimately, the hot-blooded young girl seemed to have forgotten that this was an illusion, and in her anger, she prepared to rush up and hit someone.

It felt like a movie was about to have a happy ending, but then a dump truck suddenly appeared out of nowhere and killed the hero who had just defeated the demon king and was about to go home to reunite with his family—it was so frustrating.

"You mean that blond masked man?"

“That’s Clown Alpha, oh... he also has another name—Otto Apocalypse, the Archbishop of Destiny.”

Under the incredulous gaze of the young knight, the hermit uttered a name she had never even considered, and then the girl suddenly realized—

"Wait a minute, wasn't your name Hermit Ω again?!"

"Are you focusing on the wrong thing...?"

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"So, you're saying this masked man is the Archbishop of Schicksal? He shouldn't be...why...?!"

Kiana, stunned by the unexpected answer, stood frozen in place.

"As the supreme leader of Schicksal, the organization fighting against the Honkai, why would he let go of a Herrscher who intended to destroy humanity? Right?"

The hermit voiced the knight's confusion, and the white-haired girl nodded.

"Because he was searching for an answer, yearning to fulfill a long-cherished wish..."

"And only a god can give this answer... So in his eyes, the Second Herrscher cannot die, at least... not now, because she is the answer he is most likely to have when he meets that god."

The enormous dragon-shaped Judgment-class Honkai Beast took over her queen and flew out of the atmosphere toward the moon, while the people on the ground could only watch her go in despair.

"...The current Bishop of Destiny, Otto Apocalypse, has lived for 500 years, and if he so desires, he can live for another 500 years...until his long-cherished wish is fulfilled."

"So, what exactly is his wish...? He even let a Herrscher go for it?!"

"Don't be too hasty... Kiana—everyone yearns for the truth, but if we don't dismantle and analyze the clues and fog surrounding it, who will be able to see the truth?"

"You should always remain calm; it will help you see the flaws and oversights in others—"

The hermit shook his head at the somewhat impatient Kiana in front of him and reached out to tap her head.

"I'd like to be like you, but how can anyone stay calm in something like this..."

The young knight rubbed his slightly sore forehead and complained loudly.

"Because it serves no purpose other than to make you angrier..."

"What good is anger...? Does it make you yell louder when you're hitting someone? Do you rely on yelling to deal damage?"

The hermit looked at Kiana, and the girl paused for a moment before decisively shaking her head.

"That's right... Let's keep watching... The truth of the story will always be revealed at the end, won't it?"

"Okay... but this bishop is really infuriating..."

Kiana muttered to herself as she obediently followed the hermit's footsteps.

"Let's put him aside for now..." The hermit seemed to cut off some scenery midway, and the perspective shifted to a gray and white land.

"What did you just cut off? Hermit, why did I see my old man and mother's figures?"

Kiana looked at the hermit who had cut the part where Cecilia's sister fell from the sky, and the latter just gave a nonsensical reply.

"Children shouldn't be involved in early romantic relationships—!"

"Well....."

The stern tone made Kiana immediately suppress her curiosity.

"Is this the moon? What are we doing here?" Kiana looked around curiously, then looked up and saw a blue planet, and immediately realized where she was.

"After being rescued by Otto, the bishop of Schicksal, the dragon-shaped Honkai Beast brought the Second Herrscher here... to the far side of the moon."

"Huh, why is there a ruin here?"

Kiana turned her head and saw a dilapidated ancient temple standing there silently.

"Those are relics left by the previous civilization. In that era, humanity sealed a portion of the power of the collapse here."

"The Second Herrscher has obtained the power that was sealed here in the past... and you should be very familiar with some of that power..."

"The lightning of conquest, the storm of desire, the flames of plague, the silent death—those are four gems, representing an extension of a Herrscher's power..."

"The lightning of conquest... could that be the Gem of Conquest on Mei's body...?"

Kiana looked at the hermit, and the woman nodded, acknowledging the girl's guess.

"The Second Herrscher, who now possesses the authority of the five Herrschers, has embarked on a path of no return... a path of self-destruction."

The hermit watched as the purple-haired girl, laughing loudly, lifted pillars and rubble from the ruins and hurled them at Earth as meteorites. His tone carried a hint of mockery and pity.

"Self-destruction? Why?" The white-haired girl sensed the sarcasm and pity in the hermit's tone and asked with some curiosity.

"Shouldn't the Herrschers of the Five Powers be very strong...?"

"Kiana, do you know why the first thirteen Herrschers were born with only one type of authority...?"