You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

Countless pieces of flesh and blood stuck together, and in an instant, they formed a whole again!

"He really is unkillable!"

Iori narrowed her eyes, her gaze fixed on the largest jewel at Belcouros's waist.

Needless to say, Ermondes' power of time is already in Iori's possession. And since Otemiia is now placed in the small world, it would be easy for Iori to remove any body parts from her.

Only this huge thing in front of us...

Although I hate to admit it, Iori would most likely suffer a loss in a head-on confrontation, because Belcouros is absolutely immortal and grows through sheer willpower. No matter how many trump cards Iori has, she can't withstand fighting such an opponent for a hundred or two hundred hours.

However, there is another way to achieve the goal.

"Then let's leave it at that."

With a thought, as Belcroft's fist struck, Iori instantly crossed the barriers of the world and arrived inside the [Map of Mountains and Rivers].

Looking at the enormous Celtic cross before her, Iori's pupils glowed with a faint golden light, and the divine sword in her hand had somehow been replaced by a golden dagger.

"...I can see it!"

Iori decisively swung her sword, and something invisible was severed from the cross.

"Now—jump, Elmandes!"

……

The Bronze Age and the Argo were locked in fierce combat. The Uranus had just arrived, and the planet Oron had not yet been completely destroyed. Everything seemed so "ordinary".

At this point, only one thing seemed unusual: the timeline hadn't returned to what it was before—

"Where is our Nodos? How did Ortemnia suddenly disappear?!"

Inside the Silver Clan's ship, Paeto panicked as an event beyond his comprehension occurred, finally unleashing his pent-up fear and unease.

"How is this going?!"

"……impossible!"

Lecty stood in the void, staring in utter disbelief at everything before her.

Iori jumped through time, which she could understand, but why was this "point in time" different from before?

It's like loading a save file in a game and suddenly finding that the items in your inventory have changed—it's incredibly unsettling!

"Meshidaka... I hope you're alright."

...Inside the [Map of Mountains and Rivers], a huge cross still stood before Iori, which made a hint of excitement flash in his eyes.

"The new attempt was successful... severing cause and effect, and only separating the selected target from the time rewind."

what!

No wonder time-based bosses are so arrogant; developing this ability is truly amazing!

Chapter 531 Cunning and Treacherous [Golden Clan]

After sealing away Autenmia, the subsequent battles were rather lackluster.

The Silver Clan had no idea what had happened. Even Elmandes's power of time could not make a member of the Hero Clan disappear into thin air. They could only conclude that some force beyond their comprehension was influencing the battle.

For example, the [Golden Clan]

By this time, they had already begun to consider retreating. A little later, the Bronze Clan's insect army wreaked havoc on the surface of the planet Oron, angering Nodos of Belculus. The dark blue giant burst out of the atmosphere and destroyed three anthills in one go, finally scaring the Silver Clan away.

This time, because the planet was not completely destroyed, Belculus remained rational and did not succumb to the madness curse.

—The battle ended in victory for the human faction.

On the Argo, the commander let out a long sigh of relief. He had not retained the memories of the other timeline. From his perspective, the sudden appearance of the Golden Ship and the Hero Race breaking through the planet's atmosphere together repelled the Silver Race. He was now relieved that the fleet had escaped a calamity, and at the same time, he was secretly excited.

"Following Princess Diannera was definitely the right choice... With this kind of power, perhaps it really is possible..."

He looked hopefully at the giant standing in the void and the Uranus in the distance, and nodded emphatically.

……

Moments later, a century-old human research vessel lay half-buried in the desert.

This was one of the ships that humanity deployed when it first entered the interstellar age, but it got lost in the vast universe. After some unknown twists and turns, it ended up on the planet Oron, which is completely outside the Path of the Stars.

When it arrived at Oron, there were practically no living people left on board, as the long journey had exhausted all resources.

However, the central computer was still executing one last command: to use the remaining resources to sustain the life of a newborn baby—the son of all the victims of the shipwreck.

He was undoubtedly lucky, because at that time the Golden Race had not yet left the universe. Planet Oron was their last stop, and they were about to leave from there to go to another world. It was at this time that they found this infant from the new civilization.

This must be fate!

Even though they possess "prophecy," that is, the ability to observe the flow of time, the Golden Clan does not disregard the future. On the contrary, they have great respect for the intangible destiny. They believe that this is a revelation given to them by the universe, requiring them to leave a gift to the universe that nurtured them before leaving the "cradle."

So they named the baby's race the "Black Iron Clan," stayed longer to raise the baby themselves, and sealed the strongest hero within his soul.

On the day of their departure, the Golden Race sent a message to humanity on the other side of the universe:

"Humans, here lies your chosen one."

So, a century after the solar system was taken away, Deannala came to this place.

And this savior, destined to save humanity, defeat the Silver Race, and liberate the universe—

"A~E, G!"

—It's like a desert version of Tarzan.

The slender boy with thick hair, comparable to Jiraiya, looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, even younger than Deanna. His upper body was naked except for a tattered cloth around his waist, making him look like a master of wilderness survival.

If there's anything special about him, it's probably his exceptionally clear eyes... giving him an appearance untouched by the pollution of knowledge.

Frankly, this is quite different from the image of Nodos that humans imagine. Yet this seemingly powerless boy just transformed into a giant larger than Organ, instantly flying out of the planet's atmosphere and smashing the asteroid-like, solid anthill with a single punch!

This expressiveness completely surpasses any weapon that humanity possesses, proving his qualifications as a savior.

"AEG!"

"Aige...may I call you that?"

"Uh-huh!"

The boy smiled with satisfaction, his friendly attitude putting the frightened crowd at ease.

Of course, Deannala is no ordinary person. She has never been afraid of Edge, because her powerful telepathy allows her to directly distinguish between good and evil. If she were to unleash her abilities, she could even read the thoughts of others.

This is undoubtedly a terrifying ability for politicians, so her two older brothers disliked her but had no way to fight her and could only keep their distance.

"Hello, Edge, we're here to take you away."

Having already introduced herself, Deannara tried to tell him about the "contract" and the "prophecy," because in Deannara's view, Edge was very innocent and perhaps unaware of his mission.

However, before she could speak, Edge smiled and nodded, her clear eyes reflecting not ignorance, but a kind of insight and open-mindedness.

“My father and the others…said something.”

"Father?"

"Hmm...if someone comes to pick me up..."

Edge's voice was somewhat stiff, clearly indicating that she hadn't spoken to many people.

“Dianne is here to pick me up... I will go with Dianne... This is what I have to do.”

"...Could it be that 'Father' is a member of the Golden Clan?"

Deannaira was shocked, but this also strengthened her faith in the "prophecy".

"They can see so far..."

"Ah."

Edge nodded, then looked curiously to the other side: "Father and the others... also said that perhaps... strange people would come looking for me."

"Oh?"

The sudden appearance of the sound and figure put the maids and guards on high alert, and in an instant, countless gun barrels were pointed at Iori.

Iori ignored all of that and looked at Edge in surprise: "What did you say?"

"Stop it all!"

Deanna quickly ordered her subordinates to stop. She had already sensed Iori in space and had planned to visit her in person later, but she was surprised that Iori could cross this distance in an instant. She did not doubt Iori's stance.

"This sir means no harm, so do not be rude!"

"...Yes, Your Highness."

"Nice to meet you, esteemed lady from afar. I am Deannara, the third princess of the Venus royal family. Thank you for your assistance in defeating the Bronze and Silver Clans."

"You're welcome. Although we come from different backgrounds, we are all human beings, and this is only natural."

Iori always treats wise and capable people with great friendliness.

Moreover, the person in front of her is no ordinary character. Of all the people Iori has encountered, she is probably the strongest in the field of telepathy, having reached the cosmic level and being able to transmit her will across the stars.

If it weren't for being confined to a frail human body, Deannara could have performed "manifestations" like a deity.

"May I have the honor of knowing your name?"

"Aizen Iori, don't be shy, you can call me whatever you want."

"Lord Aizen...?"

Deanna smiled with a troubled expression, but she had a natural affinity for people and could also sense that Iori and she were somewhat similar—both were easygoing people who didn't care about complicated etiquette.

"Are you coming with us too? But what is your purpose in coming here...?"

"It's just to satisfy my curiosity and take care of some personal matters. Don't worry, it won't harm you."

Iori waved her hand, her gaze returning to Edge: "You just mentioned the [Golden Clan]... Your fathers mentioned me."

"It should be Iori."

Edge, on the other hand, was quite informal and addressed him as if they were old friends.

“Dad said… there are many painful things waiting for me… but I don’t need to worry about anything, as long as I follow my heart… everything will be alright.”

There is only one unknown factor... one that even they cannot see... you, Iori.

"How do you know me?"

Iori was puzzled. "I haven't met the Golden Clan before."

Their conversation also caught the attention of everyone, including Deanella. Everyone listened attentively, afraid of missing any details that might affect the grand plan for the revival of humanity.

"I've seen you here... back then."

"Ok?"

A flash of inspiration struck Iori, and she suddenly remembered her first arrival in "The Age of Heroes"... That wasn't a formal transmigration; it was merely a projection of her consciousness for observation. Could it be that back then...?

So this is the planet Oron!

So, the gaze they sensed back then wasn't from a monitoring satellite, but rather from the [Golden Clan] themselves?

"Yes, Dad said so."

—This seems to be Edge's catchphrase.

“You don’t seem like a bad person…which proves that there really is other life outside the door…the universe is full of possibilities, the path is not closed…they are happy.”

"They were also full of doubts about the outside universe, but my appearance proved that the outside universe does exist and that intelligent life can be born there. Does that excite them?"

"do not know."

Edge shook her head. "That's what dads think."

"Hmm... if that's the case, why don't you come out and meet me?"

Iori was more concerned about this: "They hadn't left this universe yet, right? Aren't they curious about how I got here?"

"No."

Edge shook his head: "Setting off... requires relying on one's own strength."

"I see."

Iori suddenly realized, and felt a sense of admiration for the beliefs of the Golden Clan.