Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

“But you are special. The one who occupies the position of the ‘id’ is ‘her’—the Second Herrscher, Sirin, who is an individual with self-awareness, so she is just like you, a slice of bread.”

Wu Ni nodded, seemingly satisfied with her explanation, and casually rubbed her stomach...

"Hmm... I'm hungry. Remember to treat me to a big meal after you smash up the Destiny headquarters!"

Wuni glared at Kiana with displeasure.

"Okay, okay, let's have a big meal."

Kiana gave a perfunctory reply, without considering at all where she would find the money to treat Wuni to a big meal during her period of homelessness.

"Hmph, that's more like it."

Wuni nodded in satisfaction upon receiving the reply.

"So, how are we supposed to get her out here and wreak havoc on Heaven's Mandate? You're not going to keep her pinned down like this, are you...?"

Kiana scratched her head in confusion. She had not yet returned her consciousness to her body, and her simulated personality had dissipated. However, Sirin, as the Second Herrscher, had not taken over the body either. In a sense, it would not be an exaggeration to call this body a vegetative state for the time being.

"I have no idea--"

Wuni readily provided her excellent answer.

"what???"

"I just released all my suppression over her, but... she's not moving? She's fine, but she just won't budge..."

"Could it be that he's been suppressed for too long, and turned into a Buddha...?"

"Maybe... Wuni, didn't you just say that she peeked out a little, and then you slapped her back? That's like the highs and lows of life, right..."

Kiana thought about it uncertainly, while Wuni, prompted by the white-haired girl, imagined a scene—

Sun Wukong, who was trapped under the Five Elements Mountain, suddenly discovered that the pressure had loosened and he was able to climb out.

An unspoken ecstasy instantly overwhelmed him, and he couldn't wait to climb out, wanting to shout loudly about his newfound freedom.

Then Buddha realized something was wrong; it seemed like he had put it down too early. He decided to press it down a little longer—and then he slapped down, pressing a mountain back onto the monkey.

The monkey, now slapped back into place, wore an expression of utter exhaustion and despair, its eyes revealing a detached acceptance of the world's illusions...

"I'm going to die..."

Thinking of this possible scenario, Wuni let out a mournful cry—

"Then quickly use your invincible God Snow to think of a solution!"

Seeing the mournful Mist in front of her, Kiana shouted a warning.

"Never mind! First, flip this sandwich over—get up and get to work!"

With a determined heart, Wuni used a series of actions to throw the Second Herrscher, Sirin, from the lowest level of consciousness to the highest level, [Self].

...

"How's the effect?"

Kiana and little Sirin approached, waiting for the silver-haired girl's reply.

...

In the private laboratory of the Archbishop of Destiny, the white-haired girl, immersed in a life support pod, opened her golden eyes—

Those eyes revealed no majesty, no contempt, and no arrogance befitting the Queen of the Sky; only a transcendent sense of having seen through the illusions of the world.

"See through things, let go, be at ease... go with the flow—"

The Lawbringer's innate consciousness has now attained enlightenment and intends to turn its back on all living beings, transcending the Three Realms...

She closed her eyes again, seemingly no longer interested in worldly matters.

...

"Boiled!"

These are Wuni and Kiana from the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"Move! Sirin, why aren't you moving! The world is already so unclean."

"Go quickly and hang above all living beings, to judge humanity on behalf of God!"

"Do you even look like a Herrscher should right now? Huh?! How are you sleeping at this stage???"

However, no matter how the two subconscious entities called out, the Second Herrscher, Sirin, who controlled the body, simply closed her eyes and did not respond.

Finally, seemingly unable to bear the two's shouting any longer, the girl's gentle voice rang out—

"All flesh is like grass, and its glory is like the flower of the grass. The grass will wither, and the flower will fade... So why should we...?"

"Doing useless work in vain—"

—Sirin has attained enlightenment at this moment!

Chapter 145 Don't you have a conscience if you lie to children?

"My Lord!!!" A mournful cry echoed in the blonde girl's mind, waking her from her reverie.

"What a flustered and disorderly manner... Speak, my child, what is the matter?"

The girl's words carried a hint of displeasure, which quickly dissipated, transforming into a sense of helplessness and affection.

"That...that's it..."

Wu Ni's somewhat anxious voice suddenly became hesitant at this moment...

So...which one is it?

The girl's unhurried voice rang out again.

"Uh, the Second Herrscher, Sirin, she..."

"Oh...? What happened to her?"

The blonde girl's words were tinged with confusion; the piece that should least become a variable seemed about to exceed her expectations, according to Wuni's words.

"She... uh... she's seen through the illusions of the world and attained enlightenment?"

Along with Wuni's words came a synchronized video. The Second Herrscher, Sirin, had an indifferent gaze and a knowing smile, as if she had transcended all things in the world. This completely new version of Sirin, which Snow had never seen before, made his eyebrows twitch.

"So, she doesn't want to do anything right now, right...?"

Just to be on the safe side, the blonde girl checked Sirin's condition with her apostle again.

"That's right... no matter how much we stir things up... the Second Herrscher, Sirin, now has an expression of complete acceptance..."

"I no longer have these worldly desires.jpg"

Kiana's voice somehow chimed in as well.

"...Was she locked up for too long, Longchang Wudao?"

The blonde girl scratched her smooth chin, lost in thought, before being interrupted once again by the voices of Wuni and Kiana—

"My invincible Snow Ancestor, think of a solution quickly! Otto is already full of question marks and is preparing to increase the Honkai energy dosage again."

"I understand. You guys continue harassing the Second Herrscher... Maybe if you annoy her, she'll suddenly want to hit someone..."

Snow dispelled their consciousness and fell into deep thought...

...

"...It seems I've run into quite a bit of trouble?"

A certain ethereal and indifferent voice echoed in Snow's mind once again, asserting its presence.

"You're talking more and more—when did you become such a chatterbox...hmm?"

The blonde girl scoffed at the other version of herself that suddenly appeared and tried to make her presence known.

"Chatterbox? From a human perspective... I should be classified as the quiet and reserved type, right?"

The indifferent voice carried a hint of confusion.

"Hmph, compared to how you used to never say a word... lately you've become more and more of a chatterbox—so, with your 'death' looming, are you trying to make your presence known, to prove that 'I' was here?"

"You did it. And you impressed me."

"Ah... I can't kill 'me,' the other me, don't you understand...? Hmm... In my eyes, you just want to run away from home..."

The owner of the voice sighed in a very human way.

“I know, of course I know—unlike what they claim about killing a god, all this preparation is more like banishing ‘me’ back to the tree.”

"If you want to play, go find a real body yourself... What's the point of running onto me? Am I some kind of sightseeing cable car?"

"And you'll give me a bunch of super-duper debuffs, you useless bastard..."

By the end, the girl's voice was filled with obvious annoyance, as if she had been putting up with this person who had been pretending to be deaf and dumb from the beginning for a long time. It was as if she, the "Holy Son," had been suffering for a long time because this "Holy Spirit" hadn't uttered a single word for years.

"Ah... So this is what humans often call resentment... I take back what I said earlier... Hmm, you are indeed more human than I am."

"As for debuffs and such... that's inevitable—that's the nature of the Imaginary Tree—selection, promotion, elimination, and evolution."

"Even without me, you would be subtly influenced by this—in fact, my presence has amplified this influence, making you begin to value the fundamental changes it brings..."

"It's just that compared to the consciousnesses of the collapsed, 'I,' who has a personality, will use gentler methods to test civilizations."

“Pruning and trimming... is less a mission than an instinct of the fictitious gods... Think about the ending you have decided for them—defeat “me”, banish a god, and prove that they have value in their continued existence.”

"Regardless of the process or the methods used, we are simply undergoing a test."

"After all—even if you've handed the god-slaying [gun] to humanity, they still need that concept called courage and willpower to support them in wielding this weapon—"

"Isn't this itself a test? You should understand... just how severe the sense of oppression from the very essence of life's hierarchy comes from our true, complete state."

"Hmph, they'll do it—"

"Oh?"

"After all, those who dare to wield their swords against the gods... are never wise or brave, but fools."

The blonde girl spoke with certainty, seemingly full of confidence in the people she had chosen.

"Ah...that's true—only hopeless idiots would have the courage to raise their swords against us—"

A detached voice sighed, then fell silent.