The gods who had once stood high above all others, powerful and domineering, were now revealing their true colors.
Gods were merely beings with powerful strength. They could not possibly be omniscient and omnipotent, nor could they cast aside the Seven Emotions and Six Desires.
Unfortunately, their words could not stop the Nameless Heroic Spirit.
A magnificent, terrifying explosion swept across the heavens and earth.
In mortal form, the Nameless Heroic Spirit raised the Sword of Rebellion toward the heavens.
With one strike, he severed the Human-God Connection and Severed the Way to Heaven!
From that moment on, the gods of the Heavenly Realm, who had once stood high above all others, could only obediently remain there.
They could never again descend into the Mortal World!
[To challenge the gods in mortal form—the Nameless Heroic Spirit is so damn cool!]
[Nameless Heroic Spirit: If there is no torch in the darkness, then I shall be the only light!]
[Burning yourself to become light... What hope you have brought to humanity!]
[Severing the Human-God Connection and returning true freedom and a future to humanity. As expected of you!]
[How painful must the King of Heroes feel, watching his two Dear Friends sacrifice themselves at the same time? Who could endure that?]
Persian Empire.
Great Hero Arash, stationed on the frontier, was watching the video together with countless soldiers.
When he saw the Nameless Heroic Spirit burn himself up and completely unleash the power of the Calamity Sword to sever the Human-God Connection,
Arash sighed softly. "Nameless Heroic Spirit, as expected, you were willing to sacrifice yourself and bring hope to humanity too!"
He was the Great Hero of Persian Mythology who had sacrificed himself to unleash the Ultimate Arrow and end the war.
Countless people worshipped him fanatically, yet no one could imitate his spirit of self-sacrifice.
Now, Arash watched this Nameless Heroic Spirit, who silently traveled through the Timeline, guarding one Human History after another.
No one knew your name, yet your achievements would be passed down for all eternity!
Before this Nameless Heroic Spirit, even he felt deeply ashamed of himself.
What kind of willpower had allowed him to keep going all this time?
Arash respected him more and more, and dearly wished to meet him and share a drink.
The video reached its conclusion.
After the Human-God Connection was severed, the furious roars of the gods grew more and more distant.
The outcome had already been decided. They could never alter it again.
This was an incredible miracle created through the self-sacrifice of the Nameless Heroic Spirit and Enkidu!
The Enkidu shattered completely, and his entire body turned into mud.
Dust to dust, earth to earth. He ceased to exist.
Meanwhile, the Nameless Heroic Spirit was like a moth flying toward the light. He burned himself up and blossomed into the most dazzling radiance.
He fell from the sky and stared blankly at the heavens.
Gilgamesh strode over and sighed. "Nameless Heroic Spirit, the road has already been paved. You bastard, why do you disobey my commands every time?"
"My mission is complete. It is time for me to leave. Little En went ahead, so I need to catch up with him. You must live well, okay?" The Nameless Heroic Spirit smiled.
"The gods who stood high above all others have vanished. You saved all of humanity, and I must also properly govern Uruk." Gilgamesh replied calmly.
This was the heavy burden he bore.
The future of everyone, the future his two Dear Friends had forged for him, the future of Human Civilization... He would shoulder it all alone.
"Yes, all the plans I have laid down over the years were not in vain. The same will be true from now on. As long as we do not stop moving forward, the road will continue to stretch onward, and the flower of hope will eventually bloom!"
Countless points of light appeared on the Nameless Heroic Spirit's body, and his entire form began to collapse and fade away.
Yet he smiled happily. "What? Looks like I cut it pretty accurately..."
The Calamity Sword in his hand fell limply to the ground.
His body also completely crumbled and vanished. "Golden Flash, I will never stop moving forward. As long as you do not stop, you will definitely see me ahead."
"So don't stop..."
His figure vanished without a trace, leaving nothing behind.
It was as quiet as when he had arrived.
Only Gilgamesh remained where he stood, gazing up at the firmament.
Crash—
The terrifying, world-ending flood disappeared, and torrential rain poured down.
The radiant figure of the King of Heroes looked so lonely and isolated in the rain.
The image remained frozen for several years!
Rows of familiar words appeared on the screen—
[Video playback complete. Thank you for continuing to watch Biography of the Nameless Heroic Spirit!]
[To learn what happens next, tune in to the next video!]
"Eh? It's over already?"
Luo Ya was caught completely off guard.
They had just severed the Human-God Connection and reached an incredible climax, and before she had had her fill, it suddenly ended!
Countless spectators who loved watching the commotion felt the same way—
[Ahhh! Can't Alaya last a little longer? That was short and weak!]
"Come to think of it, didn't we forget a lot of details? For example, why did the Chūnibyō Flash in the video become the Wise King we see now?"
[How long are we going to have to wait again? Get moving!]
[If you don't update soon, I'll—beg you on my knees!]
[How about an Extra Story introducing the King of Heroes' transformation and the sister goddesses?]
On the black screen, countless bullet comments continued to explode upward until they completely vanished when the video truly ended.
Wei Gong watched the youthful reflection of his face in the video.
After restarting the world, he had returned to his verdant adolescence.
As a Dragon Kingdom transmigrator who had wandered across the world for a long time, he now only wanted to be an ordinary Sakura high school student.
But Alaya truly had no intention of letting him enjoy a warm, peaceful daily life.
After this video exposed everything, the King of Heroes would probably awaken his lost memories as well.
They were bad friends.
That was the relationship between Wei Gong and the King of Heroes.
It was like how roommates called each other sons and pretended to be each other's fathers, yet at crucial moments, they were the only ones willing to step in and help.
He had originally intended to sacrifice himself and resolve everything.
Unfortunately, gods were ultimately gods, and they had forced Little En to sacrifice himself as well.
The young and arrogant Chūnibyō Flash had finally become the Wise King known throughout the world after he and Little En taught him a lesson with the Personality Correction Fist.
What a pity.
Although he had sealed the gods, he still could not stop another terrifying existence.
An even more terrifying disaster descended upon that Timeline...
"Wei Gong, how do you think the King of Heroes will treat the Nameless Heroic Spirit?"
Luo Ya leaned over and asked excitedly.
"How would I know?" Wei Gong rolled his eyes.
Who knew what that arrogant, punchable bastard was thinking?
With his help, Wei Gong could indeed recover his strength more quickly.
But what if they met and that guy decided to beat him up first?
"Sigh, if only the King of Heroes were my relative. Then I'd have endless money to spend."
Golden coins seemed to dance in Luo Ya's limpid eyes, sparkling brightly.
"Keep dreaming!"
Wei Gong became even more disdainful.
She was becoming more and more fond of daydreaming. It seemed she needed a round of the Personality Correction Fist too, to teach her a proper lesson!
Even if Golden Flash really wanted to give her money, he had to stop it. He could not raise a useless couch potato!
Just then.
A piece of news appeared on the television screen—
[This station reports: King Arthur will arrive in Fuyuki City, Fusang State, Dragon Kingdom, five days from now for a three-day friendly visit. Prime Minister Mordred will accompany her!]
The news had already set the internet ablaze.
That was because King Arthur was practically the most "homebody" of all the heroic spirits.
Since descending upon the modern Earth, she had almost never left Britain!
Many people suspected that Britain was restricting her, making it impossible for her to travel far from home.
Heroic spirits originated from local myths and historical legends, and they did indeed receive a regional bonus.
In the place where their heroic deeds had been born, their overall strength would increase several times over.
Thus, every heroic spirit was a genuine guardian deity of their nation.
Earlier, the Lighthouse Country's Council of Gods had fought for more than a decade without being able to conquer the Xiongnu. Instead, they had provoked the descent of a terrifying heroic spirit.
Before that terrifying heroic spirit known as the "Scourge of God," even the Lighthouse Country's Council of Gods, which inherited the Olympian Gods, could only retreat in disarray.
Of course, rumors claimed that the Lighthouse Country was about to create a true Mechanical God Body. Perhaps they would make a comeback!
Back to the main point.
King Arthur had stayed home for decades, and now she was willing to leave for the first time. People could not help but speculate—
"The light dancing upon My King's sword is the undying faith of all of us!"
"King Arthur hadn't left home in decades, yet she suddenly decided to go out after watching the video. How could anyone not read into that?"
"Why is she bringing that walking lightbulb, Mordred?"
"I'm coming clean. I'm the Nameless Heroic Spirit. Alaya just exposed me, and now my wife and child are coming to find me!"
"I'm diabetic. Let me give the guy above some insulin... Damn, he bit me!"
The crowd discussed it with great enthusiasm.
A large number of people who loved to join the fun even began claiming to be the Nameless Heroic Spirit.
Luo Ya giggled. "I'm coming clean too. I'm the Nameless Heroic Spirit. Send money!"
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