The Qin Shall March East

Above them stretched a vast, dazzling sea of stars, while behind them rose the surging lava of ' Tartarus,' or perhaps it should be called ' the Highest Heaven of the Beginning'—a space within a dimensional interlayer that is difficult for ordinary people to see.

Without a doubt, this is where Rovi was before he encountered the Spirit of the Void.

Above the ground, at the outermost edge of the atmosphere.

We are only one step away from the universe.

"So... how did I lose again!?" Rovi fell into deep thought.

He had calculated everything and anticipated the process, but this result, this final factor, was something he could not have foreseen.

Yahweh —or rather, the Spirit of the Void— was indeed about to kill himself.

For him, killing himself was as simple as brushing away a speck of dust.

He is at least stronger than Chaos at his peak.

Chaos, with its three percent star power, could easily destroy Zeus, who was of primordial size, and kill Rovi, who was still half a step away from primordial size.

But instead of killing Himself directly, He chose the process of 'testing' Him.

Thousands, tens of thousands...

Rovi repeatedly courted disaster but failed.

In the end, he passed the test 'inexplicably'.

"I × & % ￥ # @..."

Feeling the even greater power within him than before, Rovi was somewhat amused and exasperated.

Without a doubt, he has now truly become ' Yahweh '.

The 'spirit' of the void bestowed upon him the name of the one true god, and the unity of countless Spirit Origin allowed him to glimpse the primordial landscape.

The strongest form of the Machine God, based on its existing foundation, took a step forward and truly reached the specifications of the initial stage of the stars. Even the slightly weaker humanoid form had the power of the initial stage.

A true 'Star -Star-level Lifeform '.

Equivalent to Tiamat, the chaotic sea of Mesopotamia, and equivalent to the omnipotent god Zeus.

Compared to them, what Rovi lacked was only familiarity with and mastery of higher and stronger powers.

For any other person or god, such progress would be a cause for celebration, but for Rovi... it was never as satisfying as death.

Fortunately, Chu's level is far from being able to truly die.

The path to suicide...

He still has a chance.

"Spirit of the Void, I'll remember you!" Rovi muttered under his breath, shaking his hand.

His cloak billowed as he returned, the Lord of Ten Thousand Armies, the God of Ten Thousand Machines, still in his former attire.

He removed the iron mask from his face.

The golden and red eyes gazed at the earth beneath their feet.

He could see the changes in the world at a glance.

Consciousness has gone through a long period of time, and the Sea of Void has been drifting for a moment. How much time has passed now?

Rovi was unaware of this.

But the Nordic landscape that can be seen from here is no longer the same as it was after Ragnarok, when the old gods disappeared and the new gods appeared.

The relentless wind and snow on the sea have melted away, leaving only the snow-capped peaks of the layered mountains, and bustling cities and towns.

A gentle breeze swept by, and the Storm God Clan patrolled the heavens and earth, no longer revealing their forms, but operating the Rule of Stars through their own mechanisms.

The essence of the star gods who directly resonate with the planets is different from that of the gods who manifest themselves in the age of gods. Their essence is the fire in their hearts, and they do not need to absorb humanity from faith to maintain their existence.

They exist, yet it is as if they do not exist.

Only the occasional occurrence of people having dreams in the middle of the night, meeting with gods, forming a bond, and giving birth to demigod offspring, serves as evidence that the Storm God Clan still exists.

Rovi did not disturb them.

He simply looked toward the northern polar region, where he could see the dazzling aurora borealis appear, with invisible ripples spreading in layers.

The new rules, pinned by the Holy Lance, have already taken root.

Moreover, it continues to expand, covering countless places where the gods have faded away. Although it is too early to say, it already shows a trend of covering the whole world.

Everything is fine.

Everything was progressing as Rovi had envisioned when he left.

The god who created the rules governing the surface of Star Body is, in a sense, truly worthy of the title 'Yahweh,' and the name ' Yahweh ' has, by a twist of fate, become well-deserved.

After one last lingering glance, Rovi withdrew his gaze, without any intention of interfering.

He only searched for Skadi's shadow at the very end.

The goddess who helped him.

"Sleeping... has she undergone a transformation?" Rovi saw her in the ' Shadow Country,' where she was sleeping in the deepest part of the Shadow Country, under Scathach's protection.

The Snow Mountain Goddess is undergoing a long transformation.

Rovi still didn't disturb him.

He simply shook his head, then turned and headed towards the 'Reaching the Highest Heaven ' behind him...

"Hmm!? Is that guy's aura?" Deep within the Shadow Country, Scathach suddenly opened her eyes. She stood up abruptly, her slender and graceful figure slightly tense and swaying under her bodysuit.

A hint of surprise appeared on her pretty face, her long hair falling down. Though the surprise was fleeting, she had indeed sensed it...

"Has that guy come back after several hundred years?"

"You're back, so we'll run into each other sooner or later."

"This time, I won't lose in pure martial arts!"

Scathach was eager to try.

And beneath the aurora borealis in what was later known as ' Avalon ', a pair of eyes slowly opened.

"Oh my... a familiar aura... has the master of this place arrived?" With a flippant remark, the person swayed as the space expanded by the Holy Lance was filled with flowers. "But it seems He doesn't care about this place at all?"

"The king of storms, the one and only god, ' Yahweh '."

"But this is for the best. After drifting for hundreds of miles, I finally found a place to live, and I don't want to give it up!" A beautiful, graceful figure stood atop a tower as white as ivory, her white hair flowing, her ruby-like eyes revealing a hint of smugness. "But it seems that the next world of the mortals is going to be quite exciting, isn't it?"

"Many monsters have been alerted."

"What do you think, Fou— "

"Fou!" The little white beast swayed its body, cowering at her feet, its expression one of extreme terror.

Fear, dread of the reappearance of that being.

At the same time, they were also terrified of the other beings that had reacted...

The enormous antlers moved deeper beneath Avalon, Cernunnos, the supreme god and horned god of Celtic Mythology, opened his eyes.

Beyond the universe, on the lunar surface, accompanied by a crisp electronic sound, a gigantic cube vaguely appeared. It was the Lunar Computer that had once blocked the main body of the Harvest Star Vanguard: "Detecting the appearance of newly formed planetary life on the surface... Detect, detect... Mercury's Unique Lifeform, Mercury's Will substitute, Mercury's [King], [UO]—Correction, Oort Cloud [UO], approaching!"

Amidst the buzzing sound, a meteor fell to the ground in the vast universe.

Meanwhile, in the distant East, atop a misty, rain-shrouded pavilion, a figure with nine golden, fluffy tails swept across the sky. Gazing at the moon and stars, someone uttered a light, seductive voice. "Ahhh... it seems something very interesting has descended!"

The swaying voice echoed high above, lingering for a long time.

Where the Buddha descended, there was a man lying quietly under the Bodhi tree with his hands clasped together.

Countless people, countless gods and demons, all raised their eyes at this moment.

This moment, Rovi's return, is different from before.

Upon entering the ' Primordial Highest Heaven ', Rovi also sensed it at the same time. He secretly noted down those beings, but at this moment, he simply smiled and let it go.

He noted those beings down because they all possessed the ability to kill him, making them potential targets for his next act of 'courting death'.

No matter how many times he fails, Rovi will never give up!

The reason why Rovi Wei laughed it off was because at this moment, compared to them, he felt that the 'people' around him were more important.

In the world covered by lava, there is a hazy mist that has never been seen before, which is the result of the lava gradually solidifying.

Tartarus, a lava formation, absorbed the fire and willpower from the earth. Just as the primordial world gradually stabilized, the evolution of the Star Body from chaos to order began here.

The lava beneath my feet felt somewhat solid.

The humanoid Rovi walked slowly forward—

"Aaaaaa!" A clear voice came from the depths, the voice of Tiamat, the Primal Mother Goddess of Mesopotamia, who was still learning to speak.

But immediately afterward, another panicked voice echoed, "Hey! Don't come any closer—"

Golden hair swept through the air, and the figure swayed and dodged like a hamster.

Ereshkigal felt fear at the figure 'chasing' him from behind.

The Mother Goddess Tiamat, in her seal, is a being capable of destroying the gods.

Although the Mesopotamian gods had long been driven away, and the remaining ones had hidden in the Sea of Stars.

But the lingering impression and fear cannot be shaken off.

Even though she had desperately wanted to catch up with him and was even prepared to fight him, at that time, it was for Rovi, for the person who gave her warmth, the goddess's beloved.

Now, when she encounters him again, she no longer has her previous purpose, nor her previous courage.

It is only natural to be afraid, and it is only natural to want to avoid.

Due to the pressure from the original forces that created the gods, Ereshkigal didn't even consider that this was Rovi's 'world,' yet Tiamat appeared here.

In the blink of an eye, the blonde goddess saw Rovi walking towards her.

"Rovi —save me, waaaah!" The goddess lunged forward, shrinking tightly into Rovi's arms, trembling and cowering.

Rovi was stunned.

He hadn't expected that after so many years, Ereshkigal would still be so afraid of Tiamat.

So when he met Tiamat's confused and bewildered pink starry eyes as she chased after him, Rovi couldn't help but laugh.

The laughter was initially kept low, but later it grew louder and louder, as if it couldn't be suppressed any longer.

"What's wrong with you?" Tiamat tilted her head, her eyes revealing her confusion.

"Damn it... how dare they laugh at me!" The Goddess of the Underworld, cowering in Rovi's arms, sensed Rovi's presence. As her fear gradually subsided and she finally understood the strangeness of the situation, Ereshkigal's cheeks puffed out slightly, and a blush appeared on her pretty face.

Although she didn't know the specifics of the situation, she realized that Tiamat wouldn't hurt her, and she was embarrassed and annoyed by the laughter.

"No, it's nothing," Rovi waved his hand and said.

"It's good that you're alright." Tiamat gave a faint smile.

Mother Goddess, can she laugh?

Ereshkigal quietly looked up and happened to see this scene, and she showed a rather surprised expression.

That is indeed surprising.

The primordial Mother Goddess harbored 'resentment' towards all things; having no concept of life or death, she shouldn't have had many emotions...

'You too, be good.'

A gentle touch came to her head, Ereshkigal stared blankly at the gentle hand that was falling on her head, and at the gentle and loving eyes of the Mother Goddess Tiamat was looking down at her.

Ereshkigal was stunned.

Then her face, which was already flushed, suddenly became even more flushed.

Mother Goddess, are you touching me?

Has she... forgave me? Forgave me, one of the gods who betrayed her...?

"Wake up, Mother Goddess Tiamat has left." Rovi shook Ereshkigal, who was looking blank and dazed, yet with a hint of surprise.

"Huh!?" The goddess exclaimed in surprise, only then realizing that she had been spacing out for quite some time, Tiamat had already 'floated' to another place.

The Primal Mother Goddess, with her long, flowing hair like the sea, echoed in this ' Primordial Highest Heaven '. Her graceful body, covered in dragon scales, swayed and blossomed. Sometimes she would bend down, shifting her shapely back to reveal the curves of her butterfly-like back, and sometimes she would stretch and yawn, her slender waist twisting, making progress beautifully beneath the lava... just like a curious child, innocent and pure.

The Mother Goddess has found her home.

Ereshkigal smiled.

Because she knew that she herself was no different.

"Rovi." She raised her head, still nestled in Rovi's arms, her red shawl swaying as her slender waist rested on Rovi's body.

"What—hmm!?" The question that was about to be asked was cut short. Rovi stared wide-eyed at Ereshkigal, who was suddenly leaning back to kiss him.

Her lips were moist and soft, and her eyelashes, so close to mine, trembled slightly...

The goddess blushed.

But there was no sign of retreat on his face.

I've wanted to do this for a long time, and I've hoped to do it for a long time.

This thought lingered in Ereshkigal's mind.

For a thousand years after Mesopotamian Plain, amidst constant longing and wandering...

She once thought she had gained the sun.

She believed that she too could become the sun of the underworld.

But after Zhiyu left Rovi, Ereshkigal realized that the sun in her heart was actually her shadow.

He was her light and shadow.

She likes him.

It's like the world embracing the sun—a feeling of pure joy.

'Aaaaa—' Tiamat looked over, tilted her head, and her delicate face showed confusion.

In the lava-filled Tartarus, condensed fiery currents rise and fall amidst the still-flowing mud and fire.

A crimson light and shadow, suspended in the sky, spread throughout the mortal world. Although people in the mortal world could not see it, they could vaguely feel a crimson shadow covering the sky.

"Blood Moon hangs in the sky, the Greedy Wolf star is in the north; a great calamity is imminent, it is time to raise an army."

"Qin should march east and sweep away the Six States!"

On the towering palace walls, someone gazes up at the Blood Moon.

"May the Great Qin last ten thousand years!" someone shouted from his side. "The Mandate of Heaven has been revealed, the world should belong to the Great Qin!"

"Nonsense, but it's the truth." The man, clad in a black robe and adorned with a flying black bird, his crown and beaded curtain swaying, swept his gaze across the room. "The moonlight is exceptionally beautiful tonight."

"I have heard that there were once immortal beings in the world who could live forever and eat the same food, but now they have all disappeared without a trace."

"Zhao Gao, do you know where the immortals have gone?"