Collapse, crossing Otto, the road to becoming a god

"Ah."

Otto snorted without hesitation, glanced to the other side, and looked at Maria.

Suddenly, he smiled brightly as if he had seen something interesting - strangely, this smile did not seem to have any negative connotation.

"Maria Shaniat."

"I'm here, Lord Bishop." The woman stood up, put her hands on her chest, her voice was low and strong, with a little humility.

"Cecilia Shaniat returns. She still enjoys the dual honors of Saint Shaniat and Saint of Destiny."

"All of her powers in Shaniyat remain as before, but she is not required to fulfill Shaniyat-related obligations."

"I am solely responsible for everything she has to bear - do you have any objections to these requirements?"

"The Shaniyat family, obey the bishop's orders." Her voice was still emotionless.

"Okay, very good." Otto was satisfied with her compliance, "By the way, during the banquet, I remember there was a girl with millet hair near you."

"Yes, Your Majesty, her name is Anna Shaniat."

"Row,"

Otto raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised at the time when this name appeared, but not too surprised.

"Then, if she has time, she might as well come to the research institute and assist Chang Guang and I in testing the fourth-generation Valkyrie armor related to Destiny."

There was a hint of surprise in Maria's eyes, she stood up and bowed:

"As per your order, Lord Bishop."

"Okay,"

Otto changed his posture, raised his head slightly, and faced everyone from all continents,

"Next it's your turn, 'representatives' from all continents." He deliberately emphasized the word "representative."

Representatives from various continents felt vaguely uneasy, and many clenched their fists, as if this could give them strength.

In their anxious eyes, the blond man raised a hand casually and intertwined his fingers.

"Bah."

Otto snapped his fingers, and then, there were a series of slight explosions, and many people turned pale.

"Do you still want me to explain it more clearly?" The blond man said lazily, "Take the things out."

Representatives from various continents looked at each other in confusion. After a while, several people tremblingly took out black pen-like objects from their pockets and placed them on the table.

Those were several voice recorders, and they looked intact from the outside.

But this made them all take a breath.The pride and ambition that originally represented each continent and region disappeared.

Otto just casually snapped his fingers, and all the recorders exploded in their arms, only damaging their core structures and not harming their bodies.

But it didn't hurt them, which was exactly what frightened them - what kind of powerful weapon or what kind of skillful use skills can control Honkai energy so accurately?

So, when they try to fight against this man, can he quietly wipe out their vitality with just a snap of his fingers?

This doesn't seem impossible.

"Today is the day when my girl returns," Otto said lightly, "I don't want to see blood on this day." - Of course, after today, you don't know what will happen.

If you can raise such a few representatives, then your family's attitude towards destiny...heh, you will have to dig out a lot of interesting things.

The blond man's eyes sparkled.

As we all know, if the son fails to teach, it is the father's fault.

These young people don't know how fatal their greed will bring to the family, but they also know the current situation of strength and weakness and dare not continue to pretend and create an atmosphere of suspicion.

There was dead silence in the conference hall, only the heavy breathing of everyone could be heard.

A gust of cold wind swept through the feathers, leaving a biting chill in their hearts.They panted extremely quietly, and their shirts were soaked in cold sweat.

"Your cleverness is in the wrong place. You are trying to use Theresa's words as evidence to release the recording when necessary to give me a blow or to gain benefits."

"It doesn't really knock me out of anything, but - it makes me a little unhappy."

"I don't want a next time,"

Otto glanced around the long seats,

"If anyone slanders or harms me in any way - otherwise, there will be many people willing to visit the floating island of destiny."

"...That's all the specifics. This meeting will be disbanded."

"Respect."

Maria took the lead and stood up, and everyone bowed to Otto and said goodbye.Kaslana and those who were trying to record the recording lag behind for a moment, and then leave one after another.

Only Otto, Amber, Cecilia, and Theresa were left at the scene.

Otto narrowed his eyes, glanced at the girl who had just tried her best to keep the name of her best friend, and then turned around as if he hadn't seen her.

"Grandpa..." Seeing the man displaying his dictatorial demeanor, Theresa felt familiar but also felt a little bit at a loss.

"I still don't think you..."

"Cecilia."

The blond man interrupted her somewhat hesitant speech.

He ignored the girl whose wish he was supposed to grant, but called her best friend's name, took Cecilia's arm, and walked quietly toward the exit.

Teresa suddenly remembered that from the moment Otto laughed, he never paid attention to her again.

"grandfather……"

The held silver-haired woman stopped for a moment, turned her head and glanced at the man, as if she wanted to say something, but still followed Otto's footsteps and left.

"amber……"

Teresa turned her attention to the girl wearing goggles standing beside the waiter, but Amber just looked at her with pitiful eyes, moved her lips a few times, and finally said nothing.

"..."

The brave girl suddenly felt a little confused and looked at Otto who was slowly leaving.

He didn't look back until he was out of sight.

For some reason, Theresa's nose felt sore and she wanted to cry in frustration.

It was as if the grandfather who had indulged and doted on her infinitely had been buried in this endless winter along with his infatuation, sin, killing, and delusions.

He watched the happy ending of Terminal Leolian quietly [sleeping]. Theresa was still there, but he could no longer scratch her chin with his hand, because she used her strange strength to pretend to be arrogant.

……

"Actually, you can let me hide in the dark side, Lord Bishop, anyway... I don't care about this..."

They stopped at the door of Otto's residence, and Cecilia kicked the ground with her toes, initiating a conversation.

"But I can't bear it." Otto stepped forward and straightened her clothes naturally.

Cecilia touched Qiong's nose, her eyes wandering: "Thank you, Lord Bishop."

The warmth that touched her neck made her feel a little at a loss.

She paused and seemed to want to say something else, but she just scratched her head and showed a somewhat awkward smile.

"Oh, right,"

The blond man touched his pocket and handed her a terminal: "Here, you are not allowed to increase points while playing Kallen's Fantasy."

"I try not to..."

"Ok?"

"Ah, uh, okay, I'll use your account when I increase my score."

Cecilia spat out her tongue slightly, her eyes were a little more playful, but the dull hair on her head was still hanging down.

"Why, aren't you happy?" Otto said, reaching out and touching Cecilia's white and delicate forehead.

"I'm not angry," Cecilia said submissively, "I'm happy."

"If you are unhappy, you are unhappy," the blond man said seriously, "You can say it directly - I said it, you don't have to force yourself in front of me."

"Then I'm not happy about it...well, it's true."

Cecilia enjoyed Otto's touch, and a trace of hidden sadness appeared on her calm and pretty face.

Who would feel better if she encountered so many things...

"Theresa is a bit stubborn," Otto saw her thoughts, "After all, she is just a child who is almost 50 years old."

"Pfft!"

Cecilia couldn't help laughing, Otto also smiled and shook his head, explaining:

"Teresa is really still young - I'm talking about her mind. Things like age have no necessary connection with whether her mind is mature or not."

"Time cannot make people grow, Cecilia. In fact, time can only make people slowly understand some things that they did not understand in the past, and gradually imprint their long-term habits and obsessions into the deepest part of their lives. ."

"Actually, growth requires experience, constant learning and change, gradually reaching agreement with the world and the surroundings, and constantly adjusting one's understanding of things until - oh no, not until, there is no so-called end to growth. .”

"What the bishop said is - I won't care about little Teresa." - But it's just that I don't care.

The white-haired woman nodded in approval.

"Don't worry Cecilia, Teresa will accept your return sooner or later and will feel ashamed of what happened today,"

Otto comforted,

"My good granddaughter can't refuse you. Your appearance is a special attack for her." For some reason, he repeated this sentence again.

Cecilia smiled bitterly in return: "I can only...wait for Miss Apocalis to react."

"correct,"

Otto suddenly snapped his fingers and remembered something,

"You go home first - I have something else to do, and my research with Chang Guang has just produced some results."

"Ok."

Cecilia didn't think too much. After the man left, she stepped through the door and walked to the home where she lived with Otto——