This Is Humanity's Choice (Continued)

Kiana didn't understand the technical issues.

She didn't know what Vill-V and the others had done; she only knew that in a flash, she found herself in a strange place.

Beneath my feet lies a floor that reflects everything like a mirror, and the sky is composed of vibrant colors such as purple, red, and pink, with a huge crack embedded in the air, radiating a magnificent light that seems to draw the heart and soul from the Abyss.

The crack has a spindle-shaped appearance, with a network structure extending outwards. It is dynamic, like a living cell, or perhaps like a...

"Cocoon?"

Kiana tilted her head in confusion.

At the same time, a petite girl, like a flickering 3D projection, appeared behind her, quietly watching Kiana with a pair of indifferent red eyes that remained calm and undisturbed.

Kiana noticed the gaze, turned around, and immediately saw a face with no expression that looked remarkably similar to Bronya's.

"Prometheus!"

"It's me. It seems you've seen this machine elsewhere."

"Yes, yes, it is..."

"It's irrelevant. This machine has completed all the guidance work for the Stigmata Project and is currently undergoing data disintegration. You used some kind of backdoor program to reawaken the machine's consciousness, but this cannot change the reality that the machine is about to collapse. So, save your time and state your demands directly."

The projection of Prometheus floated on the water, speaking calmly and indifferently.

Kiana quickly lifted her shirt, revealing the purple lines on her lower abdomen, and stammered:

"Um... this... anyway, please help me!"

"..."

The purple pattern was engraved by Dr. Mei from the World Fragment, and then some patterns were added by Vill-V.

Kiana didn't know what they had done to her belly, nor did she know the meaning of those patterns. But from Prometheus's silence, Kiana knew she could understand.

Prometheus said:

"This machine's mission is to facilitate the Stigmata Project, and your demands contradict that mission. Question: Why should this machine comply with your demands?"

"... Before that, why did you have a verbal tic like 'this machine'? The other Prometheus didn't have that at all."

"Because he's handsome."

"I see, that makes sense!"

Kiana slapped her palm, suddenly realizing what she meant. She not only completely believed it, but also seemed to wholeheartedly agree.

Even an artificial intelligence like Prometheus was speechless.

Kiana pondered for a moment, then said:

"The reason for helping us is that it is a choice made by humankind."

Kiana gave this answer.

Prometheus was taken aback, then shook his head and said:

"The outflow of the Finality Power is an irreversible process. If I want to influence the Finality Power in Kevin, the only way is to transfer this power to another person. As Sirin, you have this potential, but it is only potential. If I do that, your fate will be terrible."

"So, why not say 'this machine' anymore?"

"..."

Prometheus was speechless once again.

Why does this person care about this kind of thing but not the consequences?

There must be some serious illness involved.

Please don't change the subject.

"Anyway, you can help me, right? Then please help me, I'm begging you!"

"I'll ask you one more time, why should I help you?"

"Because it's a human choice!"

Kiana gave the same answer.

Prometheus stared intently into Kiana's eyes, trying to see in those clear, blue eyes any trace of confusion, fear, or perhaps coercion or hypnosis.

But no.

Kiana simply thought this way and was determined to do it.

Prometheus understood something.

"It's a pleasure to serve you."

As she spoke, she bowed in respect, then raised her small hand and pointed it at Kiana was beaming with joy.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The battle of the gods continues, without ceasing for a moment.

Black and white beams of light circled the planet, sometimes chasing each other, sometimes colliding to unleash earth-shattering energy.

No one can keep up with that speed, and no one can interfere with that battle.

This is a war that transcends human capabilities.

But it's not surprising. The battlefield that determines the future of civilization should naturally be contested by forces that rival or even surpass civilization.

"Bang!!!"

Another extreme collision.

Even space itself cracked under the overwhelming impact of the Honkai Energy, as if the two of them had shattered the sky.

Then the battlefield quickly shifted to outer space.

Beneath the starry sky, angels raise their scepters, Finality wield their double-headed swords.

With the same extreme output as before, in an instant, light illuminated the planets and the moon.

"Boom!!!"