Collapse, harem after the end of the world

Fu Hua was silent. She felt powerless and confused inside.

Fu Hua, a member of the Thirteen Heroes of the Chasing Fire, has always carried the burden of a curse. The gift of immortality has allowed her to witness the splendor of the world, but it has also brought her immense pain. With each passing day, her memories dwindle and fade.

The once bustling scene gradually blurred before her eyes, becoming unrecognizable. Past friends and enemies seemed like mere shadows, gradually fading from her mind. Fu Hua's past identity and past experiences gradually became blurred, and it seemed as if even she herself was about to forget them.

This curse seemed to be affecting not only her memory but also her mind. She felt increasingly lost, unsure of her position and purpose. She had once been a member of the Thirteen Heroes of the Chasing Fire, fighting to protect the balance between humanity and the collapse of the system. But now, she didn't know how to act or for whom to fight.

This confusion made Fu Hua feel extremely tormented and powerless. She had once been a powerful warrior, possessing boundless strength and courage, but now she felt herself becoming increasingly fragile, unable to withstand the pressure and curses from the outside world.

If this continues, it won’t be long before the person called “Fu Hua” will no longer exist.

Chapter 677: Otto and Rita

Otto's fingers gently stroked the report, his brow furrowed. A flicker of doubt and curiosity gleamed in his eyes, as if he were faced with an intractable puzzle. Within this Destiny headquarters, he was the epitome of power, yet at this moment, he felt helpless.

Amber stood beside him, curiosity gleaming in her lively eyes. As Otto's assistant, she was well aware of his talent and wisdom. She knew that Otto would only show such an expression when faced with a truly difficult problem.

"Lord Otto, is there anything bothering you?" Amber asked curiously. Her voice was like a breeze, gently brushing past Otto's ears.

Otto took a deep breath and replied with a smile, "Oh, I saw a name that caught my eye... At the same time, Fu Hua also had a report about this person. I am very curious about this person named Adam."

His voice was filled with anticipation, like a dazzling star twinkling in the darkness. As the Archbishop of Heaven's Mandate, Otto wielded boundless power, able to touch everything in the world. However, this man named Adam was like a veil of mystery, igniting his curiosity.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, pondering how to solve this problem that troubled him. He listened to Fu Hua's report, but found that there was very little personal information about Adam. It was as if this person had never left any trace in this world.

"So, Lord Otto, what's your plan?" Amber asked gently, "Do you need me to investigate this person?"

However, Otto shook his head, looked at Amber and said, "Don't bother you. Go find Rita."

After hearing Otto's order, Amber immediately took action and searched everywhere for Rita.

In the activity room of the Undying Blade team, at this moment, Vice Captain Rita and Captain Yulandel were engaged in intense sparring.

Rita's eyes gleamed with a sharp glint. She wielded a scythe, dancing with it with a deft movement. The blade sliced through the air with a sharp whistling sound. She was petite yet powerful, and each strike was filled with decisiveness and precision. Her black uniform clung to her curves, exuding a sense of dynamism and grace as she moved.

Yulandel, meanwhile, held a spear, her presence as imposing as a mountain. She stood tall and proud, her long purple hair flowing with her movements. A calm and resolute expression emanated from her brow, her body tense, as if she were an iron pillar, unshakable.

A tangled aura clung between the two, a tense atmosphere permeating the room. Each exchange was filled with sparks and a clash of power, the flashes of swords and the shadows of gunfire interweaving into a magnificent canvas. Their figures left afterimages in the air, their swift movements seemingly shattering the flow of time.

Rita's scythe danced nimbly like a hidden spirit blade, slashing, stabbing, and sweeping. Each strike was incredibly accurate, as if she had foreseen Yulandel's every move. Yulandel, on the other hand, used her spear as a fulcrum, gracefully spinning her body, the tip of her spear dancing, forming a solid line of defense. She calmly dodged Rita's attacks, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Sweat seeped into the fine wrinkles on Rita's forehead. Her brows were furrowed, and she was concentrating on the battle.

Yulandel's brow furrowed slightly, her muscles tensed. She knew she was at a disadvantage against Rita, but she remained undaunted. She held a deep sense of responsibility for the Undying Blade team and her trust in Otto. She hoped that through this sparring match, she would be able to better protect and lead the team, fighting for the justice of Destiny.

Time flew by as the two clashed, a fierce atmosphere filling the room. Sweat soaked their clothes, but their eyes remained firm and sharp, their bodies maintaining their ultimate agility and strength.

Suddenly, Yulandel moved, and with a sudden change of tactics, she thrust her spear at Rita with lightning speed. Rita's eyes fixed, and she dodged quickly, but the spear left a shallow wound on her left arm.

Rita gripped the sickle tightly, sweat and blood mixing in her palms.

The battle has reached this point, and it is the final moment between the two.

"Lord Yulandel, it seems you've become even stronger recently," Rita said to Yulandel calmly. Her voice was filled with admiration and praise, but also revealed a hint of helplessness and worry.

"You're not bad either. It seems you've made significant progress recently." Yulandel responded to Rita's praise. There was a hint of laughter in her voice, but a heavy, resolute look shone in her eyes. Both of them knew the next move would be the final blow.

The atmosphere in the activity room was heavy and tense, as if the very air had frozen. Their eyes met, a flash of determination and resolve like lightning. Rita gripped her scythe tightly, her body bent, poised for a strike. Yulandel held her spear steady, her gaze as resolute as ever.

Suddenly, both men attacked at the same time.

Rita's figure flashed like lightning and she slashed a fiery arc with her scythe, so fast that it was impossible to catch it. But Yulandel reacted quickly, taking a step back lightly, holding the spear between her hands, forming an impenetrable line of defense.

The sickle and spear collided instantly, making a crisp metallic clang. Sparks flew everywhere, and the flashes of swords and the shadows of spears flew and intertwined in the activity room, like a gorgeous painting.

Rita's attack was like a whirlwind, her body nimbly weaving around Yulandel, each strike precise and accurate. The blade of her scythe sliced through the air, bringing with it a piercing chill. Her attacks were fierce and swift, seemingly capable of shredding anything that stood in her way.

Yulandel stood firm, her eyes calm and resolute, her body steady as a mountain. Using her spear's strengths, she nimbly dodged Rita's attacks, searching for opportunities to strike back. Each evasion was precise and decisive, her agility unpredictable.

Time seemed to stand still between the two men's attack and defense, leaving only the whirlwind of swords and gunfire throughout the room. Rita's body was covered in a fine layer of sweat, her breathing rapid and forceful, but her gaze remained resolute. Yulandel's brow furrowed slightly, her gaze intently observing Rita's every move, ready to strike back at any moment.

Suddenly, Rita's body moved, her attack speed suddenly increased, and the frequency of her scythe dance became faster. Her eyes flashed with determination and enthusiasm. She knew that this move would be her last chance.

Yulandel was slightly startled, but she reacted immediately, quickly adjusting her body position to prepare for Rita's final blow. Her eyes were firm and sharp, and her belief in her heart made her unwavering.

The sickle and spear collided again, making a loud noise. Sparks flew everywhere, and the flashes of swords and the shadows of spears intertwined into a brilliant picture, illuminating the entire activity room.

The force of their attacks collided, and the air seemed to freeze. A strong energy filled the activity room, making people feel the intensity and tension of the battle.

Finally, with a loud bang, Rita's sickle was blown away by Yulandel's spear. The sickle drew an arc across the sky and finally fell heavily to the ground.

The activity room fell silent. Both of them trembled slightly, their breathing rapid and forceful. Rita's eyes flickered with helplessness and fatigue, while Yulandel's face was covered in sweat and fatigue, but her eyes were filled with the joy and pride of victory.

"You win, Lord Yulandel." Rita said softly, with a hint of regret and admiration in her voice.

"It's nothing, just luck." Yulandel said modestly.

However, at this moment, Amber's voice came to their ears.

"Miss Rita, the bishop wants to see you."

At this moment, Rita and Yulandel looked at each other, and there was a hint of doubt in their eyes.

Chapter 678: Arrival at Saint Freya

As the Hyperion slowly descended, Adam and the others finally returned to St. Freya's Academy. The ship's huge tires silently touched the ground, steadily transporting the passengers back to this nostalgic place.

The moment Adam's gaze returned to Saint Freya, he looked around, a look of nostalgia in his eyes. He stared at the academy before him, as if he had gone back in time to that familiar place in his memory.

This school was exactly like the college he remembered. Each of its buildings exuded a refined and elegant atmosphere, as if meticulously designed by a mysterious architect. The European architectural style felt familiar, as if he had traveled back in time to a bygone era.

Sunlight filtered through sparse clouds onto the campus, casting a warm glow. The trees swayed gently in the breeze, as if greeting Adam and welcoming his return. Students and faculty, dressed in uniforms or formal attire, hurried to and fro across the campus, their busy figures forming a vivid scene.

Adam gazed at it all, feeling the passage of time. Every blade of grass, every brick, every tile seemed to tell of the past. It was as if he could hear the students' laughter and the teachers' grading. Those memories resurfaced in his mind, making him feel incredibly familiar.

A warm feeling welled up in his heart. This place held countless beautiful memories. He recalled the countless days and nights he had spent here, learning, playing, and growing up with his friends. Every corner was filled with the atmosphere of friendship and hope, treasures he cherished.

Meanwhile, Kiana, Mei, and the others couldn't wait to get off the Hyperion. They were enjoying the comfort of being back at school while admiring the beautiful scenery of the academy.

"Ha~ I'm finally back." Kiana stretched, feeling her bones soften. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of the warm sunlight on her face.

"Yes, school always makes people feel very comfortable, especially this beautiful campus." Mei also looked around affectionately, as if she wanted to take in every inch of the scenery.

"I really want to go back and have a good sleep. I've been so busy with missions lately that I'm almost exhausted." Kiana couldn't help but complain.

Bronya walked over to Kiana and patted her shoulder gently. "Before you go back to bed, don't forget that homework is coming soon. Don't think you can skip it just because Mr. Himeko is unconscious." Her voice was so serious that it struck Kiana like thunder.

"Why is Himeko unconscious? I still have homework to do! Bronya, please lend me your homework so I can copy it!" Kiana begged, looking at Bronya eagerly, hoping she would agree.

Bronya glared at Kiana, then burst into laughter at her innocent expression. "You wish! Unless you treat me to a luxurious meal on the third floor of the cafeteria today..."

"You are taking advantage of me!" Kiana immediately grabbed Bronya with her claws and fangs.

Mei stood aside, watching the interaction between the two, and couldn't help laughing.

Just then, Adam came over. He couldn't help laughing at the interaction between Kiana and Bronya. "You two are still as lively as ever."

Kiana let go of Bronya and turned to look at Adam. "Adam, why don't you come and have the set meal on the third floor of the cafeteria? It's my treat!"

Adam shook his head and smiled, declining, "No, I have things to attend to. However, I can accompany you to the cafeteria."

"Well, let's go! There's still so much time anyway, and we haven't seen each other for a long time!" At this time, Kiana pulled Adam and looked at him eagerly.

Seeing Kiana's eyes, Adam had no choice but to agree.

Mei clapped her hands excitedly and said to Adam, "Let's go! I haven't had the set meal on the third floor of the cafeteria for a long time."

The four of them walked towards the cafeteria together, and the aroma of the cafeteria greeted them. Kiana's stomach growled, and she looked forward to the sumptuous meal.

They walked into the cafeteria and saw the set menu counter on the third floor. Kiana's eyes lit up and she excitedly grabbed Bronya's arm. "Come on, let's go order together!"

Bronya accompanied Kiana to order food, while Mei was admiring the decoration on the third floor of the cafeteria with a motherly look in her eyes.

Adam found a seat and sat down. He looked at Kiana and Bronya busy at the ordering counter, and a feeling of nostalgia welled up in his heart. It reminded him of the time when he was in school with Carol, Timido and others. At that time, everyone seemed to be playing and fighting like this... Come to think of it, too much time has passed.

Soon after, Kiana and Bronya returned to the table with a large pile of food. They happily divided the food and devoured it.

Mei watched them enjoying their meal, and she also picked up a piece of cake and savored it carefully. The sweet taste spread in her mouth, making her feel happy and satisfied.

While several people were enjoying the food in the cafeteria, a warship from Destiny had already arrived above Saint Freya.

"At this time, Theresa, who received the news, was dumbfounded." As she listened to her grandfather's voice on the phone, her facial expression became distorted.

"What?! That woman Rita is coming over here?!" Theresa's voice was filled with anger and disbelief. She was completely stunned, staring at the communicator, as if trying to force back the unpleasant news.

"Grandpa! Why did you call that woman Rita over here?" Theresa shouted to Otto on the other end of the phone. Her voice was filled with anger and dissatisfaction, as if she wanted to pour out all the rage in her heart.

However, in the face of Theresa's complaints, Otto simply said: "Don't worry, Rita is just here to do some research, so you can rest assured?"

However, when faced with her grandfather's words, Theresa didn't believe a word of it.

How could Theresa not know who her grandfather was?

But now it was too late to stop it even if she wanted to.

At this time, Rita, wearing a maid outfit, was walking slowly on the streets of Santa Freya from the battleship.

Looking at the gorgeous campus in front of her, a smile appeared on Rita's face.

"Lady Theresa, we are finally meeting again. And about that mysterious Mr. Adam, it seems I have a lot more to look forward to in this academy."

Chapter 679: The Clinging Rita

After dinner, Adam left alone. He strolled along the path leading to St. Freya's College, feeling as if he had been transported back to his youth. He always took this path back to the dormitory after training, but now, he was no longer accompanied by anyone.

The path to the college twisted and turned, bordered by lush trees on one side and a shimmering stream on the other. Adam knew it so well that he could even recall the position of every stone. His steps lightly touched this familiar ground, as if he could sense the vitality and dreams of the past.

Memories flooded back to Adam, who recalled the wonderful times he had spent with his teammates. They had run and laughed on this path, sharing the hardships and joys of training. Those happy laughter seemed to linger in the air, bringing him a warm and familiar feeling.

However, the path is now deserted, without the presence of his former companions. Xiaozhi complained that it was too boring and immediately went off to find excitement and fun elsewhere.

As he walked further away from the academy, the tranquility of his surroundings seeped deep into his soul. Adam felt his impatience gradually give way to calmness, and he began to empty his mind, quietly taking in the tranquility. The leaves swayed gently, and the breeze caressed his cheeks, as if the world belonged to him alone.

Moonlight gradually fell on the path, casting dappled shadows. Adam's eyes were hazy and gentle, as if he were searching for a distant memory. His pace gradually slowed, as if he was lost in the long river of time. For him, this path was more than just a road; it was a witness to his youth and a carrier of memories.

Just as Adam was about to reach the dormitory, he suddenly saw a woman in a maid outfit standing by the river in the distance. The white moonlight shone on her face, as if a touch of holiness appeared.

Adam couldn't help but stop and quietly watch this sudden appearance. She stood tall and straight under her maid outfit, her eyes deep and bright, like two bright red gems, and her skin was like snow-white jade, revealing a charming luster.

The other woman seemed to have noticed his presence long ago and walked towards him. Her steps were light and graceful, like a fairy descending from heaven, each step carrying a mysterious and alluring rhythm.

"Nice to meet you. I guess you must be Mr. Adam. I'm Rita, a maid from the headquarters of Savior." Her voice was soft and pleasant, like a warm spring breeze.

"Ah, Miss Rita, you're truly impressive. As the vice-captain of the Undying Blade team, you're also an ordinary maid. It's unbelievable." Adam faced Rita calmly, his tone steady. There seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his words.

Rita raised the corner of her mouth slightly, with a hint of amusement in her eyes: "Mr. Adam is indeed worthy of his reputation. His understanding of things is far beyond that of ordinary people."

Adam smiled faintly: "I don't know much, but I know everything I need to know. But, I was a little surprised that the vice-captain of the Immortal Blade team would show up in school." Adam was a little wary of Rita's arrival, because according to common sense, the other party had no reason to be here at this moment.

Rita smiled slightly, a hint of amusement in her eyes. Her voice was soft and pleasant: "Since Mr. Adam knows my identity, he must know why I am here."

Adam paused, then said jokingly, "It's impossible that you want to come and see us because the dean here is so cute?" He knew that Rita liked Theresa, so he deliberately teased her.

Rita smiled slightly and shook her head: "Although Lady Theresa is indeed very cute, unfortunately, the purpose of my coming here this time is for you."

Adam's brow furrowed, sensing something was amiss. Rita had been sent by Otto, which meant his secret might have been revealed. He began to reflect on his recent actions, trying to figure out why Otto was interested in him.

Seeing Adam's frown, Rita couldn't help but laugh. "Adam, you don't think that Lord Otto doesn't know about all the things you've done, do you? That Lord is very interested in you."

Adam's expression grew even more serious. It seemed his efforts had not escaped Otto's notice. He knew that Otto's interest in him was not a good thing. His secret might have been exposed to others.

"This is terrible." Adam muttered to himself and shook his head. He thought he had covered his tracks as much as possible, but he didn't expect Otto to notice him.

Rita looked at Adam's expression and smiled slightly. "Mr. Adam, Lord Otto is very interested in you. He hopes to meet you and learn more about you."

"Are you threatening me?" Adam's voice turned cold, and his eyes fixed on Rita, revealing a sense of determination and resolve.

Rita felt the aura emanating from Adam, and her heart trembled as she began to realize the danger she faced. Adam was an excellent warrior, and there were no marks left on his body, which made her astonished at his ability and understand why Lord Otto was so interested in him.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere grew tense. The room was filled with a tense atmosphere, like a battlefield on the verge of a war.

"Tell Otto that I'm not going there." Adam's tone was cold, and his voice revealed a firm determination.

Rita hesitated for a moment. She knew the bishop's mission was to bring Adam back. But at this moment, she felt the powerful aura emanating from Adam. He was definitely not an opponent that could be easily defeated.

"Mr. Adam, Lord Otto is unusually interested in you. He is eager to meet you and learn more about you." Rita tried to ease the atmosphere. She knew that the key now was to find a balance.

Adam remained silent, his eyes flashing with a hint of vigilance. He knew his secret had been exposed to Otto, but he couldn't just sit there and wait.