True Man, Demon Lord

True Man, Demon Lord

Passerby: Welcome, newcomers. Looks like the Group Leader's luck is a little bad. Five chances, and only two succeeded.

Bu Yao Bi Lian: Welcome, newcomers. Someone actually refused, though. But the title "Abandoned Heaven Emperor" sounds a little familiar.

Seeker of the Dao: Welcome, newcomers. No need to think about it. Pili World, the number one martial god of the Heavenly Realm, Abandoned Boss, Abandoned Heaven Emperor. @Bu Yao Bi Lian

When Wu Tong saw the invitation to Abandoned Heaven Emperor, a cold sweat broke out all over him. This Abandoned Boss was not someone easy to deal with.

Only after he saw that Abandoned Heaven Emperor had refused did he let out a breath of relief. With his current self facing such a powerhouse head-on, he still felt somewhat uneasy.

Dragon King Spews Water: Welcome, newcomers. Holy shit, it's actually him. Too bad he refused. Otherwise, our group would have had a big shot to hold down the fort.

Gu Ruoli also looked somewhat regretfully at the words showing that the invitation had failed.

Bu Yao Bi Lian: We should be saying it's a good thing he refused. Otherwise, we might have had to directly face a world-destroying final boss.

Hearing Wu Tong's words, Zhang Chulan, who remembered Abandoned Heaven Emperor's information, also broke out in a cold sweat. Right now, there was no powerhouse in the group capable of contending with him.

Tianzhu King: Welcome, newcomers. Is this Abandoned Heaven Emperor very strong?

He Xi looked at Zhang Chulan's words and asked with some curiosity.

Seeker of the Dao: Of course he's very strong. As the greatest villain of Pili World, he can also be called its strongest being. His strength is at least pseudo-Eighth Order, and under specific circumstances, he can even successfully step into the Eighth Order.

Photo Girl: Welcome, newcomers. That powerful? The strongest person in our group right now is Sister He Xi, and she's only just entered the Sixth Order.

Demon Lord: Welcome, newcomers.

Wandering the Mortal Realm: May I ask, is this place...

Before Zhongli could finish asking, Zhang Chulan spoke up.

Bu Yao Bi Lian: Holy shit, Wandering the Mortal Realm, Zhongli? Red Oriole Immortal, Fuhua? These two are big shots too. I just don't know which time period they're from.

Wandering the Mortal Realm: Young friend, have we met?

Red Oriole Immortal: You know me? Who are you people?

Looking at Zhang Chulan's message, Fuhua's pupils constricted. Had she been exposed?

Just as Fuhua thought this was a Honkai trap and was preparing to use Feather of the Deliverer to attack, the Group Leader's words made her stop.

Dragon King Spews Water: Fuhua, Zhongli, of course I know you. But it's a bit troublesome to explain. You can go look at the information in the group files first. If you have any questions, you can come ask me afterward.

After that, Gu Ruoli uploaded two files to the folder.

Ding~ Group files "Genshin" and "Honkai Impact 3rd" uploaded successfully.

A long while later.

Wandering the Mortal Realm: So that is how it is. I never imagined such an organization would exist. The Endless Void, the Myriad Realms... the worlds beyond the heavens are truly splendid.

Red Oriole Immortal: Did we... succeed? Kiana...

After finishing the story of her own world, even with Fuhua's temperament, she could not help but lose focus somewhat.

She had not expected that in the end, it was actually Kiana who became the Herrscher of the End and saved the world.

Looking at Kiana, who was sprawled over the desk asleep in front of her, Fuhua still felt that it was somewhat unbelievable. Could this Kiana, who was no good at studying and no good at fighting, really shoulder such a great responsibility?

"Mei~ hehe."

Suddenly, Kiana drooled, as if she had dreamed of something, and giggled.

Looking at Kiana drooling and talking in her sleep, Fuhua's face darkened again, and her doubts grew even stronger.

Shaking her head and driving those messy thoughts from her mind, Fuhua sank her consciousness back into the Dimensional Chat Group.

Red Oriole Immortal: Many thanks to the Group Leader for informing us of our world's future.

Red Oriole Immortal: I simply did not expect that the Current Civilization could truly stop Kevin's Stigmata Project and, using its own method, successfully overcome Honkai...

As she spoke, Fuhua's expression became somewhat dazed. Thinking of how the Previous Civilization had done so much yet had failed to overcome Honkai, she had not expected that the Current Civilization would actually succeed by relying on a group of turncoat Herrschers.

Thinking of the Current Civilization's method of crossing the End, Fuhua still found it hard to understand. In Fuhua's understanding, Herrschers, as enemies of civilization, were enemies that had to be defeated no matter what.

But in the Current Civilization, they had relied on Herrschers to cross the End. This could not help but make Fuhua feel as if she were in a dream.

"Here, we must specifically commend one person: the principal of St. Freya Academy, the lord of the Far East Devil's Den, the creator of Herrscher Academy, the aunt of the Herrscher of the End—Miss Theresa Apocalypse—for her contributions to Honkai.

She cultivated nine Herrschers, such as Reason, Void, Thunder, Wind, Sentience, Flamescion, Origin, the End, and Truth. Even Constraint and Rebirth had more or less some connection to her. It can be said that she made a tremendous contribution to Honkai."

Thinking of the bullet comments above the plot introducing Theresa, Fuhua's vision went dark. She felt that she could no longer look directly at the principal. If this had been in the Previous Civilization, she would absolutely have been a Honkai spy.

Dragon King Spews Water: No need to thank me. These were originally the results of your own hard work. I merely told you the outcome.

Red Oriole Immortal: You cannot put it that way. The files the Group Leader sent allowed me to learn the future.

Red Oriole Immortal: It may not count as much to you, but to us, it is a kind of hope.

Red Oriole Immortal: Although I knew the Current Civilization would definitely be able to successfully overcome Honkai, I did not expect that besides the Stigmata Project, there was actually... another path.

At this point, Fuhua's tone paused, and she spoke with a somewhat complicated look in her eyes.

Photo Girl: Wuwuwu~ my Auntie Himeko.

Demon Lord: Little March, that's Himeko from another world. The Himeko in your world is still alive and well.

Seeing March 7th suddenly do this, everyone was left not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

However, after March 7th made such a fuss, the originally heavy atmosphere in the group gradually lightened.

Photo Girl: I know, but I still can't help it. Auntie Himeko was clearly so good.

Photo Girl: Wuwuwu~

At this moment, Himeko, who was making coffee, looked at the sorrowful March 7th and found it somewhat strange.

So she walked over and comforted her. "Little March, if you're in a bad mood, come have a cup of coffee. That way you'll feel a little better."

As she spoke, she handed the coffee in her hand to March 7th.

March 7th looked at the coffee Himeko handed over. The thick coffee looked completely unappetizing. The slowly spinning vortex was like a black hole, as if it wanted to devour anyone who drank it whole.

In March 7th's eyes, the rising steam seemed to turn into black mist, and even slowly formed the shape of a skull in the air.

March 7th was a little dumbfounded. I'm feeling sad for you, and you want my life? Isn't that a little, you know...

"Uh, Himeko, I suddenly remembered I still have something to do, so I won't drink it for now." Seeing Himeko slowly approach, March 7th casually found an excuse and hurriedly left the place.

Looking at the fleeing March 7th, Himeko glanced at her coffee in confusion. "Is it really that bad?"

Photo Girl: That was close, that was close. I almost had to say goodbye.

Tianzhu King: What happened, Little March?

Looking at March 7th's message, He Xi asked in confusion.

Photo Girl: I almost had to drink Himeko's coffee. Good thing I'm smart and ran fast.

Demon Lord: Himeko's coffee? Is it really that bad? I want to try some.

Looking at the poison resistance in his status list, Rimuru felt a little tempted to see just how bad it could be.

Dragon King Spews Water: Warrior.

Seeker of the Dao: Real man.

Bu Yao Bi Lian: A true powerhouse.

Those who knew about Himeko's coffee offered praise to Rimuru, who was brave enough to try it.

Photo Girl: Eh, Rimuru wants to drink Himeko's coffee? How suicidal are you? But if you want it...

Photo Girl: Lucky Red Packet

Congratulations to group member "Demon Lord" for becoming the luck king.

Rimuru, who had grabbed the coffee, looked at the coffee now in hand. It was a viscous liquid like black mud, so dark it was like a black hole that devoured everything. Staring at it, it felt as if even his soul would be sucked inside.

Rimuru swallowed. But then, thinking of everyone else's egging him on, he gritted his teeth and directly swallowed the coffee into his Slime body.

Instantly, a strange flavor spread through Rimuru's senses.

It was cloyingly sweet, yet also contained bitterness. Beyond that, a faint saltiness and an eerie spiciness mixed together like a washing machine, devouring Rimuru's soul.

"Urgh..."

Before Rimuru could speak, his vision went dark, and then he collapsed on the spot, unconscious.