"You wish for to help you et 'Nous'?"
Herta looked Ruan i in the eye and asked this question.
"En."
After receiving an affirmative reply, the corners of Herta's mouth raised slightly:
"Your project?"
"Correct. Ruan i, you've dragged into this after all."
Ruan i did not answer, but the gaze she held directly against Herta showed no sign of shifting away.
"Do you feel that the world is about to be destroyed? That if you don't do it now, there won't be a chance?"
Herta spoke with a smile in her voice.
The current situation of the re-erging Swarm Disaster seed to bring her no sense of crisis whatsoever.
It was as if she believed incomparably that a certain person would save the world.
"If that is the case, then there is no need to worry."
"The previous destruction of the Galaxy was actually close at hand, it was just blocked by him."
Herta pointed to Iron Tomb.
Others might not know, but she knew very well that everyone in the Galaxy today truly owed Leon their lives in reverse.
Below the "Aeons" was Leon, and the coronated "Iron Tomb" was likely the existence closest to Leon in the current world.
If one were to say Leon had one foot in the level of an "Aeon," then "Iron Tomb" had half a foot. If He were truly allowed to successfully coronate, the entire Galaxy would not be safe.
It would be run over directly like a speed bump.
Why 'everyone'? Because he solved it alone!
Leon didn't borrow a single needle or thread from any faction; everyone picked up their lives for free without paying half a price.
Shouldn't they owe him a favor?
"I don't think he will fail, but if I succeed, it can also count as insurance," Ruan i replied calmly.
Hearing this, Herta pierced through to the core of her project with a single sentence:
"Resurrection from the dead. That is what you are pursuing, correct?"
Ruan i remained silent, neither admitting nor denying it.
"Don't ask the chanical head, ask , Ruan i."
Regardless of what it was, since she had brought it up, Herta would inevitably help her.
"I will answer your questions on His behalf."
Ruan i frowned slightly. "What do you an?"
"Literal aning."
"The chanical head never answers other people's questions, so looking for Him is like drawing water with a bamboo basket—a futile effort."
Herta explained her plan to her.
"But He cannot help you; I can."
There was confidence in her words.
"We cannot get answers from the chanical head's mouth, but we can find them in His head."
Ruan i waited quietly for her to continue.
"I will attempt to take the place of the chanical head once more as a 'Perfect Scholar,' and then share His vision, the world He sees, with you."
"You will personally find the answer you want."
"Rember, you only have 0.5 seconds."
"This is the limit of ti within my preset calculations that your brain can remain intact after receiving such a massive, dense bombardnt of information."
"In this 0.5 seconds, stake everything you have."
Herta instructed, "You only have one chance."
"If you haven't found it within this 0.5 seconds, then I won't be able to help you either."
Hearing this, curiosity appeared in Ruan i's eyes.
"If I were an 'Emanator,' what would the ti limit be?"
"One second."
Herta chuckled, not treating her as an outsider.
"Because I can only support it for one second; I wouldn't be able to win you any more ti than that."
Becoming an "Aeon" ant taking over an entire "Path." Let alone one second, that massive "Imaginary Energy" could crush a person directly in an instant.
If not for the authentication of the "Perfect Scholar" identity—just as "Iron Tomb's" original body ca from the identity of "Nous"—which was equivalent to half an "Aeon Status"...
Otherwise, under that terrifying pressure, Herta feared she wouldn't even be able to last a single second.
"Herta, thank you," Ruan i thanked her sincerely.
Herta did not accept this thanks, only whispering softly:
"No need to thank . Everything I possess now was also won for by a person risking his life. If you really want to give thanks, then thank him."
Others might not know what Leon did, and could choose not to recognize or accept his favor.
But Herta had to accept it, because she had experienced it personally.
She had witnessed it all with her own eyes; he had truly been playing with his life for her sake.
The matter of "Iron Tomb"—one slight mishap and he would have perished.
Yet Leon still ca, without a mont's hesitation.
It didn't matter if no one knew of Leon's achievents; it didn't matter if others didn't accept this unexplained favor from Leon.
She knew, and she accepted it; that was enough.
Humans are creatures with possessiveness.
Herta would pay him back double for everything the entire Galaxy owed him, all by herself. Her lifespan was very long; she didn't mind using her whole life to achieve this goal.
"Thank you."
Emotionally and rationally, Leon deserved a thank you from Ruan i.
"Co, Ruan i. Don't let down."
Herta adopted a tone of 'Ruan i, let see your limits.'
*
Pier Point, the main battlefield of the re-enacted Swarm Disaster.
The Allied Forces were retreating in defeat again and again.
And the situation, which was already not optimistic, turned into a complete one-sided rout the mont the Subspace was broken.
Crack—
Accompanying a crisp shattering sound, the accumulation of wall-building by "The Amber Lord" over many years was destroyed in a single day!
A massive body used brute force to smash through the boundaries of the Subspace, successfully escaping the cage of "The Preservation."
And what escaped from the Subspace was precisely the last remaining Leviathan in the current Galaxy.
"...Oroboros? Is it Oroboros?!"
Sharp-eyed people imdiately recognized the identity of this Leviathan.
"Oroboros? Didn't they say this guy went missing? To think He's still alive..."
Many people, upon seeing this "Voracity" Aeon, were directly scared to their knees by the oppressive pressure. They couldn't even hold their weapons steady, their faces full of panic, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
"'Aeon'... It's an 'Aeon'!"
If "Emanators" could still ostensibly be piled to death by numbers, then for an "Aeon," regardless of the quality or quantity, everything was but ants that could be annihilated with a snap of the fingers.
"It's over! We're finished!!!"
Facing an "Aeon," how could they possibly win? How can manpower triumph over the heavens...
Whether it was the "Pathstriders" or "Emanators" present, wasn't everyone just sothing "Oroboros" could solve instantly with one mouthful?
I'm afraid adding everyone together wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between this "Voracity" Aeon's teeth!
"Hey, what the fudge is going on? You little cuties tell , why the muddle-fudging hell is the 'Voracity' Aeon inside your Subspace?!"
Seeing this, Boothill imdiately grabbed the collar of the IPC senior executive beside him and asked furiously.
"I'm sorry, I don't know about this matter either..."
Opal was telling the truth.
Why "Oroboros," this "Voracity" Aeon, was inside the Subspace, he didn't know either.
The Corporation often went into the Subspace to offer materials to "The Amber Lord," but in this process, they had never once seen the figure of "The Voracity."
"Son of a nice lady! Are you kidding !"
Although Boothill said that, he still released Opal's collar.
He could still tell whether soone was lying or not.
"An 'Aeon', how the shirt do we fight this!"
In the perception of most people, this Swarm Disaster only had two "Aeons."
The revived "Tayzzyronth" and "Qlipoth." The forr would be held off by the latter as the tall one holding up the sky, so they only needed to deal with the Swarm.
Persist until "The Amber Lord" hamred the "Swarm King" to death once more, or until Leon returned having turned the tides.
That would be their victory.
But now a third "Aeon" had appeared, which was outside everyone's expectations.
"Qlipoth" couldn't pull away from fighting "Tayzzyronth." Unless He fought two gods alone, this ant there was an extrely high probability that "Oroboros" would have to be stalled by them.
—Isn't this purely sending themselves to death?
With this kind of catastrophic start, even if you swapped in Leon, he wouldn't be able to fight it!
"Aeons" are the highest mountains, the longest rivers, the insurmountable high heavens.
No matter how strong Leon is, he can't reach the heavens!
"We're in trouble..."
Yao Guang knew this situation was dangerous, but she hadn't expected it to be this dangerous.
She absolutely never imagined that the "Voracity" Aeon would suddenly kill His way out and intervene in this ga.
"Where is the Reignbow? Has He co?"
"Lan" shouldn't sit by and watch, right? After all, Leon symbolized His will.
Yao Guang could only pin her hopes on the Reignbow Arbiter.
Mainly because she had no choice but to pin them; only an "Aeon" can fight an "Aeon."
Them going up?
Don't joke around; binding everyone present together wouldn't even be able to harm a hair on "Oroboros"!
Xiu—
A sound whistled through the air, and a bright purple light arrow flew rapidly!
Just as Yao Guang prayed.
They saw "Lan" also walking out of the Subspace holding a bow, coming into everyone's line of sight!
"It's the Reignbow! The Reignbow has co! We're saved!"
The people of the Xianzhou Alliance shouted imdiately upon seeing this, looking as if the blue sky had appeared!
But the expressions of the several Reignbow Heavenly Generals beca even gloomier than before after "Lan" appeared.
The appearance of "Lan," emotionally and rationally, should have been a trendous hope—if one ignored the golden flas burning eternally on "Lan's" left arm.
Everyone had their heads turned by the emotions released after gaining hope, subconsciously ignoring many things, but the several Reignbow Heavenly Generals obviously did not.
First, the most important point.
That was that "Lan," like "Oroboros," had walked out of the Subspace.
What this ant was already self-evident.
That was that "Lan" had arrived on the scene early on; He had probably been exchanging blows with "Oroboros" and "Tayzzyronth" inside the Subspace before.
And from the golden flas on His left arm, another conclusion could be drawn.
The "Aeons" present were not just four. Besides "Oroboros," there was one more.
One must know, the only ones who can hurt "Aeons" are "Aeons." Under this premise, the fact that "Lan" could sustain such heavy injuries already explained the problem enough.
Which Path the golden flas symbolized—there wasn't a single person present who didn't know.
"That is... 'Nanook'?!"
Soone noticed the scene inside the Subspace from the hole smashed open by "Oroboros."
"Qlipoth," this "Preservation" Aeon, in a severely declined state, was using the strength of one to hard-stall the controllers of the two Paths of "The Propagation" and "The Destruction."
Even if His state hadn't declined.
And removing the negative buff of suppressing "Oroboros," in a one-on-one duel, whether a pri "Qlipoth" could beat "Nanook" was an unknown variable.
Let alone the situation now where His state had slid down and He was fighting one against two. He was completely at a disadvantage, purely hard-stalling, looking quite beleaguered.
"'The Amber Lord'..."
The Corporation watched the "Aeon" they believed in, the white moonlight they revered, being humiliated by that hateful dark-skinned jock, and for a mont their hearts felt like they were being cut by knives.
"I didn't expect the Ruin Author to co too. This scale is truly magnificent..."
Jing Yuan was sweating cold sweat; the pressure burst the charts at this mont, and he secretly felt things were bad.
"Qlipoth" could only deal with one "Aeon," and "Lan" could also only deal with one "Aeon."
There was no "Aeon" who could truly achieve looking down on peers and fighting one against two.
That simply wasn't realistic.
One had to understand, during the Swarm Disaster era, just to deal with "Tayzzyronth" alone, a full six or more "Aeons" had co!
And currently, there were a total of five "Aeons" present.
Undoubtedly, this ant that no matter how they fought, one "Aeon" would be left free!
The situation still hadn't changed in the slightest.
One could even say they were already half-buried in the earth.
They couldn't really expect themselves to go fight an "Aeon," right? An "Aeon" could wipe out their entire army with just a look; you tell them how to fight that?
"Nanook!"
Phainon's gaze was fixed dead on the figure inside the Subspace, the fury in his eyes ready to burst out!
"Your strength does not support your distraction."
As the words fell, Celenova's offensive arrived. The ribbons trailing behind her back were like her soldiers, sharp as swords and blades, piercing a large hole directly through his abdon!
"But resolving you is enough!"
Phainon withdrew his gaze, his cold eyes like knives.
"Rest assured, you are all targets for my revenge!"
Flas like the blazing sun ignited in his abdon.
The ribbons Celenova used to pierce him sensed sothing amiss and imdiately retracted.
"One by one. Just wait. This ti it's you; the next one is Him!"
The flas in Phainon's abdon burned more and more intensely.
Only after the flas had completely filled the wound in his abdon did his burning stop.
"What? When did the blazing sun of 'The Destruction' beco the confidant of 'The Hunt'?"
Celenova sneered upon hearing this.
"Rather than uttering harsh words here, you'd be better off worrying about how your partners will overco this difficulty."
Phainon remained silent, only increasing the force gripping 'Approaching Dawn' by a few degrees.
Indeed, what should be done about the one remaining "Aeon"?
Who will deal with Him? Who can deal with Him?
No one can deal with Him; they have already been proclaid defeated.
Thinking of this, Phainon gritted his teeth powerlessly.
Unless another "Aeon" standing on their side ca, this was an unsolvable dead end.
Everyone could prepare to die together.
But the problem was, among the remaining "Aeons," who could co?
Setting aside the fallen ones, there were only three in total.
"The Equilibrium," "The Abundance," "Aha."
Outside of these three, Phainon couldn't think of the possibility of Others coming.
And apart from "Aha," if the other two ca, not only would they not solve the problem, they might even make the trouble of this war situation greater and greater.
If "The Abundance" ca?
"Yaoshi" probably wouldn't favor any side, but would only beco a healer for everyone present. The problem was, if only so people had this, it would be a good thing.
If everyone had it, it was equivalent to no one having it.
Coupled with the inherently discordant relationship between "The Hunt" and "The Abundance," when the ti ca, the "Aeons" receiving healing would only fight more fiercely than before.
The Great Dao wouldn't be enough for these few to grind away.
*
[Promotion]
py: As a Soulslike enthusiast, Luowei unexpectedly transmigrated.
Good news: He arrived in a daily life world full of neon youth.
Bad news: The damn Miyazaki Hidetaka slled him and ca.
Shadow of the Erdtree, Land of Reeds, The Last Age of Fire, The Hunter in the Dream... Before night fell, Luowei would be entangled by 'Lil High'.
But ever since a chat group appeared on Luowei's phone, the situation changed slightly.
[Tanjiro: It's Upper Moon Three! Damn it, I can't cut his neck... Who can kill...]
[Offerings] [Divine Confetti] [Yashariku]
[Frieren: I am looking for a companion to travel with, longevity... a little longer is best.]
[The fallen leaves tell a story.]
[Little Sister (ntor Gojo Satoru): I fight... Sukuna, for real?]
[The figure of the Hunter in the Dream slowly appears.]
[i's Big Foot is Really Dope: Herrscher of Flascion... who will co...]
["The fire has faded, and no shadow of the King is seen."]
...
Luowei: "No... that's not right. Clearly I ca to a daily life world, clearly I loaded a chat group. Two joys intertwined... so why..."
"Why is the damn Miyazaki Hidetaka still chasing !"
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