A beautiful girl who transmigrates into a Herrscher of the Void is treated like an elf and conquered

"Investigate equipment malfunctions! Expand the scanning area! She couldn't have just vanished into thin air!" Allen's voice carried an unquestionable command.

The technicians immediately got to work, turning on all the power of various detectors and repeatedly self-checking the wave filters.

However, the data returned was still disheartening—the individual named "Hououin Chika" was, at this moment, no different from an ordinary human being on the probe.

"Lord Allen, the equipment is functioning normally. The target... indeed, no effective spiritual energy fluctuations can be detected." The technical supervisor reported with a forced smile.

Allen's brow furrowed deeply. (The spiritual power has vanished? Is it some kind of unknown concealment ability? Or... did we really choose the wrong target from the start? That 7.3% compatibility...)

The thought had barely crossed her mind when she forcibly suppressed it.

(No, DEM's technology can't be wrong. The target must have used some unknown means.)

Just as the command center was briefly at a standstill due to this sudden turn of events, an even worse situation ensued.

"Warning! High-intensity, highly identifiable spiritual energy fluctuations detected!"

Another monitor shouted, "The source... is near the old shop where the target, Chinatsu, is! Identification code—[Nightmare]! She's appeared!"

On the screen, a red dot representing the nightmare suddenly appeared on the tactical map, almost overlapping with the green dot representing Chika and the other two!

(Nightmare?! How could she be so fast?! Has her control in other areas failed?)

A flicker of shock and anger flashed in Eren's eyes. Kurumi's appearance had completely disrupted her original plan of "precision sniping."

However, the chaos was not over.

Almost at the same time Kurumi appeared, another, even more dazzling spiritual energy signal, with unique structural power characteristics, suddenly lit up at the edge of the battlefield like a torch lit in the darkness!

The signal strength, waveform characteristics... are completely consistent with the "Herrscher of Reason" - "Walter Yang" recorded in their database!

"Another target signal! It's 'Walter'! He's near Nightmare!" The monitor's tone changed.

Inside the command center, everyone was stunned.

Two spirit signals appeared simultaneously? One was on the pre-set guidance route (but the spirit itself had no spiritual power), and the other was at the edge of the battlefield (possessing a strong spiritual power signal)?

Allen stared intently at the two striking red markers on the tactical map, as well as the green dot representing "Hououin Chika," which was now dim and lifeless.

Even she, a veteran of countless battles and with an iron will, experienced a moment of blankness and confusion in her mind.

(Chinatsu Hououin showed no spiritual energy... but Welt appeared... Could we have really made a mistake? Is she not the Herrscher of Reason? Was that transfer student just a coincidence?)

(The true Herrscher of Reason has always been this 'Walter,' and he just happened to be next to this transfer student? Are they two completely separate individuals?!)

Various possibilities raced through her mind. If the target was wrong, then their meticulously prepared "Genesis Reversal Agent," the vast resources they mobilized, and even her personal command... would all become a colossal joke!

"Lord Allen!" the technical director asked anxiously.

"The 'Genesis Reverser' system has reached its critical charging point; maintaining maximum power consumes enormous amounts of energy! Who...who should we lock onto? Walter? Or should we continue trying to lock onto Chika, who has no signal?"

All eyes were on Allen.

Allen's face was terribly grim. She looked at "Walter" on the screen, who was radiating strong spiritual energy fluctuations, and then glanced at "Chika," whose spiritual energy signal was barely perceptible.

Her intuition told her that the transfer student was definitely suspicious, but the "Walter" in front of her was a more specific target who fit all the characteristics of a "Herrscher of Reason".

Time is of the essence. The appearance of the nightmare means that the situation could spiral out of control at any moment.

(Prioritize eliminating confirmed threats!)

Allen made a decision instantly, her voice carrying a chilling killing intent, resolute and decisive:

"Abandon the lock on Phoenix Inu Chinatsu! Recalibrate 'Genesis Reverser'! Target changed to—'Walter'!"

"Concentrate all energy and computing resources on Walter! I need to complete the 'Creative Imprint' scan and final lock on him in the shortest possible time!"

"Notify all peripheral units to prioritize Nightmare defenses, but the primary target for elimination is the Herrscher of Reason!"

As the command was given, the massive "Genesis Reversal" system began to emit a deeper hum, and the dark blue muzzle slowly moved, its powerful detection beams forming an invisible giant net that enveloped "Walter," who had just appeared and was confronting Kurumi.

However, Eren's doubts about Chinatsu were not completely dispelled.

(Hououin Chinatsu... Regardless of whether you are an elf or not, regardless of your relationship with Welt... I will come and confirm this myself after we resolve the current trouble.)

The game was in disarray, forcing the hunter to change targets. Meanwhile, the true "Rule of Reason," Chika, used this clever escape to buy herself a moment's respite.

Chapter 95 Questions and Answers Before the Deadline

When Walter Yang's composed figure fully emerged from the shadows and uttered those detached words, Kurumi Tokisaki's dangerous yet languid smile faded slightly.

The golden clock eye carefully examined the man before it, whose refined demeanor was quite different from the rumored image of him "wearing a little skirt," as if confirming something.

Instead of immediately launching an attack, she gracefully curtsied, like a lady attending a formal dinner party, and performed an impeccable dress-lifting gesture.

Despite her tattered spirit attire, wounds, and bloodstains blooming in dark patterns among the folds of her skirt, the movement still possessed a breathtaking beauty.

“Ah… What a delightful reunion, Lord Herrscher of Reason.”

Her voice was like honey-soaked velvet.

"However, your outfit... well, very 'formal', makes this lady feel a little out of place."

She was testing him, using flippant words to probe his background, trying to find a flaw.

Walter pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a dim light that obscured his eyes.

His voice was steady and flat, as if stating a physical law:

"Appearances may change, but the essence remains the same. It is you, Nightmare, who, with such heavy injuries, pursues an answer that may not even exist. This in itself is a phenomenon worth exploring."

He directly pointed out her state of mind and steered the conversation toward her purpose.

Walter simply looked at her calmly, his gaze behind his glasses as still as a deep well, as if he were looking at a stranger he was meeting for the first time.

He neither confirmed nor denied the "last meeting" she mentioned, but simply nodded slightly in response to her politeness.

(Tsk, what a tough rock to crack.)

Kurumi muttered to herself, but her smile remained unchanged. She knew very well that she was dealing with someone who seemed so rational and calm.

Taking a roundabout approach may have limited effectiveness, especially when you are not in good condition or do not have enough time.

So she decided to get straight to the point.

“Mr. Walter,” Kurumi took a small step forward, her golden eyes fixed on him.

"I apologize for bothering you here, but it's not just to relive our old... well, or rather, not exactly pleasant, first encounter. Rather, it's because I have a few questions that have been bothering me for a long time, and I'd like to get the answers from you."

She paused, observing Walter's reaction. He remained silent, as if waiting for her to continue.

Kurumi's smile remained unchanged, but her eyes sharpened slightly. "In your eyes, Herrscher who can 'understand' and 'reconstruct' all things, are the existence of us elves merely 'phenomena' awaiting analysis?"

She took a light step forward, the bloodstains on her skirt appearing like eerie prints in the dim light. "So, have you ever analyzed why 'we' were born? What exactly is the 'origin' that gave us form and power, yet also pushed us into this state?"

Instead of directly mentioning the original spirit, she used more vague and philosophical terms in an attempt to pry open the other person's cognitive boundaries.

(Takamiya Mio...)

Hidden behind the crowd, Chika, who was trying her best to play the role of a frightened girl, had a sudden thought.

(Is Kurumi looking for Takamiya Mio here?)

Walter paused for a moment, then carefully stated: "'Origin'...suppose there exists such a 'first cause' that triggers all subsequent phenomena and results."

"The meaning of pursuing it often lies more in the pursuit of the pursuer's own needs."

His gaze seemed to penetrate appearances. "What do you want to use it to 'prove' something, or... 'deny' something?"

"Negation?" Kurumi let out a string of silvery laughter, but it carried a chilling undertone.

“What gentle words, Mr. Walter. What I want to do is far more thorough than ‘negation.’” Her figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

The next instant, he was almost right in front of "Walter," tilting his head back, his golden eyes burning with an almost frenzied obsession, but his voice was extremely low, like a lover's murmur:

“I want to erase it. To wipe that wrong beginning, along with all the pain and curse it brought, cleanly and completely from this world and from time.”

She stretched out her bloodstained fingers, almost touching Walter's chest:

"Tell me, if you can 'understand and reconstruct,' can you also 'understand' how to 'deconstruct' that root cause? Or... do you know where there exists a 'power' powerful enough to crush it?"

This almost blunt declaration made the temperature in the air seem to drop a few degrees.

"Walter" did not retreat, but simply looked down at Kurumi, who was so close to him, and calmly asked:

"'Erasing the origin'... This means you will deny the very foundation of your existence. Even if you succeed, are you sure you can bear the ensuing 'nothingness'? Or..."

His gaze seemed to pierce through Kurumi's madness and reach something deeper.

"Or... what you're seeking isn't a 'new' beginning, but rather a yearning for an 'end' of all this, including yourself?"

These words, like a cold needle, pierced precisely into the deepest part of Kurumi's heart, into a truth that even she herself might not want to face.

Her tragic wish was less about salvation and more about a magnificent yet desperate self-destruction against her own fate.

Kurumi's smile froze instantly, her golden pupils contracted sharply, and the shadows around her churned violently for a moment as if stimulated!

For the first time, such a clear and almost uncontrollable crack appeared on that perfect mask.

Having the darkest corners of my heart exposed so directly, a surge of anger, shame, and panic at being seen through rushed into my heart.

But she was Tokisaki Kurumi, the most evil spirit. She almost immediately masked her momentary lapse with an even more exaggerated, alluring smile, though her voice took on a barely perceptible sharpness:

"Oh my gosh~! You really did say something quite terrifying!"

She gently wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, as if wiping away non-existent bloodstains.

"'The end'? What an alluring phrase... But, before fulfilling my 'tragic wish,' I, a lady, cherish this body very much, you know?"

However, her slightly trembling fingertips and the almost tangible murderous intent that flashed in her eyes betrayed the intense turmoil within her.

She took a step closer, almost pressing herself against "Walter," tilted her head back, and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear, with a desperate, obsessive intensity:

"Please answer me! Do you... actually know!?"

His injured body seemed to tremble slightly with excitement, and the golden clock eye stared intently at Welt:

"I need power! Power enough to fulfill my 'tragic wish'! Please...you must tell me!"

Faced with Kurumi's almost undisguised, intensely twisted obsession, "Walter" remained silent for a moment.

In the distance, the faint sounds of the city gradually returning to normal after the spacequake alarm was lifted could be heard, along with the faint engine sounds of AST troops possibly approaching from further away.

He didn't directly answer the question about "method" or "power." Instead, looking into Kurumi's eyes, which burned with madness and despair, he calmly countered with a question that carried a barely perceptible hint of inquiry:

"This is no ordinary thirst for knowledge. What kind of past, or rather, what kind of 'cause and effect,' could drive you to pursue the answer at such a cost, even at the cost of serious injury, that has shaped your determination to 'erasure' it at this moment?"

This question is like a key, trying to pry open Kurumi's tightly closed heart and touch her true core, which is covered by layers of disguise.

Just as she was about to react—perhaps with rage, or perhaps with a deeper form of paranoia—

An extremely subtle yet deadly energy fluctuation, like a venomous snake, quietly locked onto a certain person from the top floor of that commercial building in the distance!

The final charge of "Genesis Reverser" is complete! Although the target's spiritual energy signal mysteriously disappeared, greatly reducing the locking effect.

But Alan Mathers clearly made her choice—to prioritize that clear, highly volatile target: "Walter Young"!

A deadly crisis hangs like the Sword of Damocles overhead! And Walter, who just raised the question, seems oblivious.

Chapter 96 The Light Piercing the Dead Thorns in the Reversal of Creation

Just as "Walter" posed that crucial question to Kurumi, and Kurumi froze briefly, her heart pierced—

An indescribable surge of terrifying energy erupted from the top floor of the distant commercial building, like a sleeping behemoth suddenly awakening!

Its immense strength even caused the sturdy, modern building to groan in despair.

The glass on the top floor shattered completely amidst the violent spiritual energy tremors, as if a crystal-clear yet deadly rain had fallen!

This energy was so pure and so domineering, carrying an absolute will that seemed to want to "correct" or even "delete" some kind of existence, and instantly traversed a distance of hundreds of meters.

Their destructive focus was firmly locked on Welt Yang, who had just appeared and was radiating a strong "Herrscher of Reason" aura!

Almost simultaneously, the two people in the arena who were most sensitive to spiritual energy—"Walter" and Kurumi—had their expressions change drastically!

Kurumi's golden clock eye suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead. The deadly sense of crisis made her instinctively want to escape into the shadows, but her severely injured body and the close-range energy pressure slowed her down by half a beat.

Walter, as the primary target that was locked on, felt the impact most clearly.

It was a feeling of being targeted by the malice of the entire world, with nowhere to escape and only the option to tough it out!

Hidden behind the crowd, Chika, who was trying her best to play the role of a frightened girl, felt a sudden sinking feeling in her heart through the shared senses of her stand.

(As expected, they went straight for him!)