Collapse, surrender to me!

……

Although the Ruler of the Void has been dealt with now.

But before that, with the awakening of the Herrscher of the Void, the world fell into great collapse.

In just four months, the survivors fled everywhere, seeking asylum.

Tianqiong City, the technological city built by humans in Shenzhou, became their refuge.

Even before the Honkai disaster, cities of this size were rare.

From a distance, the city's silhouette shines in the dusk, with countless neon lights and fiber optic lines lighting up.

In the sky, suspended billboards flicker in mid-air, broadcasting the latest high-tech products and popular virtual experiences.

Skyscrapers made of steel and glass pierce the clouds like needles, and between them, vehicles run quietly and efficiently along a complex and sophisticated three-dimensional transportation network.

On the streets, pedestrians wear the most advanced fashion accessories, including smart glasses that integrate various functions, smart bracelets with unfoldable screens, and smart clothing that adapts to the environment.

Intelligent infrastructure is integrated into the city’s infrastructure, which is like an organism with a certain degree of intelligence and can respond instantly to human needs.

"Unfortunately, the response was not very timely."

Grace put a coin in front of the vending machine on the street, but unfortunately there was no response for a long time.

He frowned and kicked immediately.

Crash.

The drink fell.

"Is this the bitter melon juice that the principal recommended to me before I left?"

Grace picked up the drink and took a sip.

Then he commented sincerely.

"It tastes terrible."

Of course, Grace is a good kid who doesn't waste.

So even if it tastes bad, you will finish it.

She looked around the cyberpunk city.

The skyscrapers appear very dense, and between these structures are all kinds of lights, advertisements and projections, which form a wild and exciting visual feast.

The girl's pupils were dyed with a layer of alternating red, blue and purple light.

The city's nightlife is the ultimate embodiment of a city that never sleeps. Colorful nightclubs, virtual reality entertainment halls and underground D-fields are intertwined, attracting all those who pursue excitement and indulgence.

The streets are a mixture of crowded crowds, robots, wanderers and bounty hunters, and every corner tells the story of the city's fast pace and diverse integration.

The whole city is like a machine that never stops, constantly running between the old and the new.

Grayshu came here because she heard that this was a city where many survivors gathered.

There are a large number of survivors, which means there are a large number of unfortunate people.

"Since there are so many unfortunate people, that means there are many people who want to revive their relatives and loved ones."

With this thought in mind, Grayshu stepped into this prosperous yet deserted city, looking for those sad but determined souls.

However, when she walked under the flashing neon lights, a different scene came into view.

A drunk man was escaping from the cruel reality under the anesthesia of alcohol. His haggard face was drowned in the dim yellow light, as if he had chosen to forget even the last trace of pain.

At the entrance of a smoky casino, she noticed a gambler holding a relative's belongings. The despair in his eyes seemed to be heavier than the chips in his hand. He used the last remembrance of the deceased to exchange for money, and hope and memories disappeared in the clinking of gold and silver.

There are also those who choose to find a new home in the new world. They have established new homes under the protection of Sky City, found new partners, embraced the warmth of new lives, and paved the way for new happy stories. Their faces are full of determination to look forward.

But in every corner of this city, Gresh could not find the hope of reversing the tragedy and reviving her deceased relatives.

Not one. None at all.

Just like her current mood, the result of her search was empty. The people around her were fighting against loss and despair in their own way, and the obsession she pursued seemed to have no response in this world.

"If you think about it, this is normal... After all, even someone as strong as my father only wanted revenge on Houkai, and he didn't have the fantasy of reviving my mother."

Grayshu was walking on the street, holding Kyubey and talking to herself.

"Not to mention these ordinary people."

"But the fact that the studio brought me here proves that there must be a madman in this world who is immersed in fantasy and almost succeeded."

"The question is...how can we find him?"

Chapter 373: Becoming the Lord! Stigmata Plan? Stop it!

Grayshu also felt that it was not very reliable to search city by city like this.

It's no different from looking for a needle in a haystack. But if you change your mindset, the problem can become simple.

"Since it's so hard for me to find him, why don't I just let him come to me?"

Grace quickly thought of a solution.

As long as you say that you have the ability to resurrect others, no matter whether it is true or false, that person will come to you on his own initiative after knowing it.

We can ask Theresa and the others for help with this kind of thing, but I don’t know if the Far East Branch has the influence to spread to the whole world.

"No, if I do that, I don't know how many people in the world will come looking for me."

"Don't look for it."

Kyubey suddenly spoke at this time.

"If the other party is really close to success, the noise they make will definitely be quite loud. Ordinary people may not feel anything, but I will definitely be able to sense it."

"Makes sense."

Gray was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Then he stopped, turned around and looked into a dark alley on the side.

"You've been following me for so long, why don't you come out and say something?"

Gray Xiu's voice fell.

A guy with a hood and electronic red light flashing in his eyes walked out.

It's a mechanical bionic man.

Grace knew someone was following her.

There weren't many surprises.

In fact, if someone followed her, Grace would not take it seriously, but this person was different.

"Why do you smell like Grandma Mebius?"

Gray repaired a word.

The visitor was immediately silenced.

But on the other hand, there is only one family called Grandma Mebius.

"Master Grayshu, my name is Gray Snake. I am a byproduct of Dr. Mebius's testing of new technology."

After Mebius confirmed that the technology was indeed feasible, he threw the original gray snake into the destruction pool.

But the next day, when she passed by there again, she found that even though more than 80% of its organisms had been corroded, the gray snake was not only still alive, but had also undergone amazing evolution. The will to survive burst out from its ugly eyes, the light that existed only for survival...

It was a beauty she had never seen in any human being, a beauty that could not be described in words, so she decided to give it a chance... a chance to live.

Therefore, Gray Snake believes that the freedom he has at this moment is a gift given by Mebius (the Creator), and he must have the value of existence.

The gray snake had been hiding in the dark and even watched Grayshue's journey.

It's normal that Grace has no impression of him.

"Ms. Grayshu is back, is it because the Ark Project was successful?"

"do not know."

Gresh shook her head.

Old Yang didn’t know, so of course she didn’t know either.

But seeing that Gray Snake's brain was overloaded, he still explained it.

"I am Grayshu before I joined the Ark Project."

"..."

Gray Snake's CPU is about to burn out.

How did Grace know about the Ark Project when she didn't participate in it?

"Let's go to the restaurant over there and talk while we eat. I have something I want to ask you." Gray Xiu said.

After a brief conversation, Grace roughly understood the situation.

After Sakura died in the Twelve Herrscher incident, Gray Snake, who had just finished his long journey of study, came to a conclusion - humans need a leader.

So the Gray Snake chose to follow the will of Mobius and established the World Snake. After Mobius disappeared, he chose Kevin as the leader in the new civilization era and worshipped him as the master.

"Lord Grayshuu, are you going to join the World Serpent?"

"Okay."

Grace nodded happily.

"Take me to see Brother Kevin."

"..."

The gray snake was silent for a moment.

The reasons were then explained.

Kevin was exiled to the Quantum Sea by Su and has not returned yet.

“But it won’t be too long.”

"Before that, I hope that Lady Grayshu can temporarily take over the position of the Lord."

In fact, if the World Serpent is compared to a religious group, the Stigmata Project is the main body of the members' beliefs.

But doctrines alone cannot gather believers.

People need a specific god - Yingjie, and it doesn't matter who sits in Kevin's current position.

The World Serpent is now very lacking in strength.

This is also the reason why Gray Snake rushed over immediately after discovering Grayshu.

In the previous operation of the Second Key of God, the World Snake and his crew could only hope that Kevin's fake body would destroy the armed puppets.

However, with the efforts of the S-class Valkyrie of Destiny, Yulandel, the Second God Key was recovered by Destiny, and the entire block near the Tower Bridge of London was destroyed. The armed puppets were also taken back by Yulandel as decoration, and Stan was forced to be loyal to Destiny.

In this battle with Destiny, the World Serpent can be said to have been completely defeated.

This is what happens when there is no decisive force.

If any hero were here, this wouldn't have happened.

……

World Serpent Headquarters.

The atmosphere today is unusually solemn, as if the air is filled with visible tension.

Some members who were usually not very serious could not help but sit up straight, and were completely suppressed by the serious atmosphere of the meeting held in the black building.

Of course, there are a few exceptions.

Raven leaned against a pillar constructed in medieval art style, with a seemingly casual smile on his lips, but a hint of exploration and curiosity flashed across his eyes: "Have you heard? Gray Snake summoned us all back, saying that there is a big move. I don't know if it's true or not."

Jackal was just walking in from his laboratory, and his tone was as slow and leisurely as usual: "Gray Snake is not the type to look for trouble."

"It should be said that he is not very good at joking."

The Jackal couldn't hide his slight displeasure at having his experiment interrupted.

"Can't we contact each other through encrypted communications in various corners of the world? We have to come back."