Fu Yuan spoke to Him with ease as he prepared a second Void Sword God. It had been far too long since he had felt the entire world cooperating with him!
Though it was only the entire planet cooperating, it was enough for now.
At that moment, the God of Honkai felt utterly stifled. Looking at the young man opposite Him, who somehow possessed the power of Constraint, only one sentence came to mind.
m2p, if you've got the guts, fight me one-on-one! What kind of fight is this, with flying knives, light cannons, pillars, and horses popping out every now and then?!
Can't afford to play fair, can you?!
Kallen, who had just awakened, curled up timidly as she watched the two fight like mad before her.
She knew neither of them, but she remembered that the illusory-looking one was the reason she had become like this.
And that young man who seemed blessed by heaven... Was he the Lord the villagers spoke of?
Bang!
As her palm met Kallen's head, Su Mei interrupted Kallen's fantasies to prevent some absurdly convenient mishap.
Watching Kallen faint again, Su Mei clapped her hands and carefully observed the situation in the field.
If possible, she wanted to help too!
Rather than standing in the back like some useless wife...
Hmm... That seemed fine too!
He Was Gone! He Was Gone!
The God of Honkai was utterly confused right now. Because of His boss, He had barely fought before, but that did not mean He could not fight back.
Yet the moment He made a move, He discovered that His abilities clearly felt alien to Him, as though they did not belong to Him at all!
Perhaps that could be explained by the different world and His long absence from battle.
But how was He supposed to explain the entire Constraint skill tree?! Constraint was gone. Literally gone. He could not sense it at all!
That was also why He had been so restrained when facing those beings made of magical energy.
More importantly, His combat strength lay in His growth potential. One could say His future was limitless, and His method of growing was simple too.
For that reason, the power He sent out during each trial was never reclaimed, even if someone turned it into a weapon!
He was afraid His superiors would be unhappy and replace Him!
The world He was currently responsible for was still in an agrarian civilization, so His power had been severely weakened.
Although a whole bunch of people from the Previous Era had survived, raising the upper limit somewhat, they corresponded to Constraint!
So!
Have you no shame?! How did you steal my skills without letting me notice?!
What angered Him most was that Fu Yuan used them better than He did!
After dodging another C-rank Angel of Death, the God of Honkai watched as the Berserker who had visibly weakened for an instant was immediately restored. He felt utterly miserable!
Fighting on someone else's home turf was suffocating. There was no helping it.
Go back and call for reinforcements!
And hurry!
With Constraint on the other side, the all-powerful Honkai energy had no chance to assimilate them.
Who knew whether they would alter the World Coordinate?
Still, after this, He should be able to store more energy, right? With such a huge chunk of meat before Him, He could at least get some soup out of it!
He was so jealous of that useless Heavenly Principles next door!
After another atomic collapse, He turned and fled outward while the others were dodging.
Then, at the very moment He was about to escape, His very existence was instantly chopped to pieces. In the moment before He completely dissipated, He saw only a pair of azure eyes and that indifferent expression.
And what killed Him was merely an ordinary little knife. How ironic!
Most interestingly, He felt no resentment in the end.
Thinking back on everything He had done, being hated all along, living on thin ice all along, always...
He wondered in confusion, if I had not chosen this path from the start, would things have been much better?
I really am still jealous of you!
Useless Heavenly Principles!
(By the way, do you think Paimon is more likely to be Heavenly Principles? Or the Time Demon God?)
It ended very suddenly. The instant it ended, Fu Yuan flashed before Senior Sister, smiling as he looked at the people who had just fought alongside him—
And that kimono-clad girl!
Oh, right! I nearly forgot about her!
As for why he was smiling, he simply could not hold it in! He was dead! He was dead!
Though another would appear eventually, he was just happy! That guy was dead! Hahaha! Hahaha!
Root Style did not care about his vigilance. She merely gave him a serious look before disappearing.
Then, then Fu Yuan felt that his Spirit Core had become very reliable? So reliable that each form could only use the power of that form!
Fu Yuan: wdnmd!
Then the confidence in his gaze toward the people opposite him visibly diminished. If he could do it again, Fu Yuan would definitely say what he had just been thinking before Root Style left.
"Big brothers, big sisters, is there anything else you need?" Fu Yuan said naturally with a smile, even though his mind was already in turmoil!
"Not until the day the bell tolls." With that, the Old Man of the Mountain vanished as well.
Then the others disappeared together as if they had discussed it beforehand, except for one fool!
After thinking about it, Fu Yuan understood. Root Style had helped stabilize his Spirit Core. Though it weakened his combat strength, it at least revealed her stance: his existence was not a problem!
"Are you interested in becoming a Grand Caster, young man?" Solomon looked at the youth before him, who possessed strange powers, and was clearly quite taken with him!
After choosing a suitable successor, he should be able to experience ordinary life.
After all, his boss was not that Shirou Emiya fanatic! His desire for control was not that strong.
"Not interested!" Fu Yuan tilted his head as he looked at the man who had been constantly dropping pillars earlier.
Seventy-two taking turns, and they could revive after dying. In that short while, they had rotated at least three times.
How should he put it? Looking at the man before him, his feelings were rather complicated. A very, very long time ago, this man had tricked plenty of tears out of him!
"Really not interested?! This is Grand Caster! As long as you nod, I'll give you my Spirit Core!"
Solomon spoke in a very calm tone, yet his words carried obvious urgency. How should he put it? It felt a little off.
"Not interested!" Fu Yuan looked at the seventy-two Demon Gods, all wearing bewildered expressions, and inexplicably felt a little sorry for them! Having a boss like that.
"Bye-bye! I'm heading out first. Do whatever you want!" Fu Yuan said, then left directly with Senior Sister! Solomon was left behind expressionless—and slightly bewildered!
Solomon:?
Looking at the only little girl left before him, Solomon's expression clearly changed slightly before he quickly disappeared as well.
"You noticed it too!" After a long silence, Su Mei suddenly spoke, looking at Fu Yuan, whose expression had suddenly become complicated.
"...Mm." Fu Yuan felt that his mind was a mess. He had no idea what he was thinking.
He did not know me!
So what exactly had happened!
If there were many Honkai Gods, then how could it be explained that He lacked Constraint?
That was also why he had not agreed to Solomon earlier. He suddenly wanted to go back and take a look!
Fu Yuan suddenly felt a little afraid, afraid of seeing everything after it had already been destroyed!
But at the very least, he needed to know what had happened.
And after becoming Grand Caster, Fu Yuan felt that the chances of him being able to leave whenever he wanted were not very high.
In any case, with Root Style's approval, he would not be erased for no reason!
After sensing that everyone had left, Kallen cautiously opened her eyes a little. Looking at the empty mental space, she let out a long breath.
Then, then the mental space shattered. What ability did a six-year-old brat have to sustain a mental space?
At first, it had been the Honkai God's ability. Later, Su Mei and Solomon had also been helping. Once all of them left, it naturally shattered.
Then she jolted awake and opened her eyes, only to see Fu Yuan, who had not yet had time to withdraw his hand.
Then the two of them just stared at each other, wide-eyed, neither knowing how to begin.
"Um, you..."
"Um, I..."
The two fell silent again, and the atmosphere in the room became somewhat strange.
"Are you the Lord?" Little Kallen finally asked timidly.
"...No." Fu Yuan immediately felt a headache as he looked at little Kallen. Waking up now meant she had not been knocked out at all before!
What exactly were those people doing? Or did they simply not care about letting a little girl know?
"Then are you the Lord's messenger? Could you wait a little before taking me back? I still want to say a few words to Father." Kallen seemed to suddenly gather her courage and speak her true thoughts.
"Kirei Kotomine! Come deal with your daughter!" Fu Yuan did not want to talk anymore, so he used the skill: Tell the Parent!
Let the priest deal with these questions!
"Thank you, divine messenger!" Kallen's eyes clearly brightened.
Fu Yuan took a deep breath, then returned without saying a word, preparing to go trouble Master and cheer himself up!
No. 1: "That was that person's aura, wasn't it?!"
No. 2: "...Probably!"
No. 3: "So, should we surrender?"
No. 4: "Wouldn't that be a little unfair to Master?"
No. 5: "True."
No. 6: "Then are you preparing to fight?"
Everyone: ..."No, no, no!"
No. 7: "Then shall we observe for now?"
No. 8: "Sure!"
"You can endure this?"
"Are you in such a hurry to die?"
"Heh! You? Worthy?"
"I just want you to live a little longer. We've been together for so long, after all."
"Heh!"
"You think I'd be afraid of that kind of trash?"
"Heh!"
"Can you have a conversation properly?!"
"Heh!"
"You've gone too far!"
"Heh!"
Before you continue