Hated by All Humanity (Happy New Year!)

Baxiu's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the man who had stepped on the sword and was staring intently at him.

In terms of strength, the Baxiu undoubtedly has the advantage, but in reality, the Demon King's stats are even higher.

However, just as Oupai was about to mock Baxiu, a tremendous force surged forth, making him feel powerless and sending him flying.

"Could it be... that you've become stronger because of anger?"

An unbelievable thought flashed through Oppai's mind.

"But what force is driving you?!"

"Sexual desire!!!"

With Baxiu swept his heavy sword in all directions, forcefully knocking Ou Pai away.

At this moment, he unleashed two hundred percent of his strength!

His idea was simple: was it a good thing for the Demon King to try to eliminate the culture of intermarriage between different races? No, it wasn't.

Human Paladin, Spirit Bow, halfling cook, succubus mature woman, troll heroine... Even though he's a virgin, should he give up all these wonderful possibilities?

Of course not.

Otherwise, the only option is the female orc!

Looking Baxiu, why did you abandon your status in the country and insist on wandering abroad?

"Waaaaaaagh!"

The Orc hero roared, and his body seemed to grow a little taller.

"No one can take away the beauty of interracial marriage. To protect men's wishes, this is my path to heroism!!!"

At this moment, he was not fighting alone!

People around the world with the same hobby had the same thought flash through their minds—

Although the ACG circle is large, it is their Ideal World. Even if they are not Human Order, they will never back down!

"Endless Orks, come forth!"

A series of imposing figures flashed behind him, like a large army, their imposing presence even drawing Iori's attention.

"What?!"

The repeated heavy blows shattered the Demon King's helmet, revealing the handsome face of a blond, brown-skinned man. A face that should have captivated countless people was now completely distorted.

"A mere... a mere virgin... Damn it! I will never lose to a perverted virgin twice!"

What are they doing?

Magical Girl Mamika and Saya stared wide-eyed at the duel between the two, feeling a sense of awe and wonder.

Chapter 473 Hated by All Humanity (Happy New Year!)

Just as the battle between the Baxiu and the Demon King was about to end, a sudden tremor swept through the entire space, causing everyone to stop moving and look up at the sky.

There, the silver-haired Uniform Princess had broken through the encirclement of Seele, Alice, Blitz, and the newly joined Al, and finally approached the kaleidoscope mirror floating between heaven and earth.

There were indeed people like Diao who were idle at the scene, but they had no motivation to intervene and just watched helplessly as the other party approached the ultimate target.

"Oh."

With a slight upturn of her lips, the Uniform Princess slung her submachine gun over her shoulder like a violin, while gently placing her long sword on it like a violin bow.

Facing the magnificent stained glass mirror, the Uniform Princess gently plucked the "strings".

Buzz—!

A massive, distorted domain spread out and swallowed it up in an instant!

At that moment, Military Princess felt the world blur, and the surrounding space and light suddenly changed. She found herself in a new place, with countless stained glass windows falling around her, making it impossible for her to see the distant scenery.

However, she didn't have time to examine her surroundings, because right before her eyes, amidst the thousands of shattered chips, a slender figure emerged, illuminated by specks of light.

There was a girl with a peaceful sleeping face, wearing a plain white dress and with her long, flowing purplish-black hair. She exuded a Serenity atmosphere, while her semi-transparent silhouette added a touch of mystery and illusion to her.

She appeared there without anyone noticing, without leaving a trace.

"Hmm..."

The Uniform Princess stared blankly at the girl who looked like Sleeping Beauty, her strangely shaped eyes trembling slightly, as if she were seeing the most unbelievable thing in the world.

"... Setsuna? Why... why are you here?"

Her voice seemed to be choked with sobs, and also seemed to be filled with anger, but upon closer listening, it was full of loneliness and confusion.

"Ah, so that's how it is... That man, Iori Aizen... He didn't lie to me!"

They really did let her see Setsuna again, and they really gave her this chance!

Iori Aizen, a man of his word!

Now, even if he's being used, Altair is willing!

Just by looking at this figure, Military Uniform Princess Altair was thrown into a state of unprecedented turmoil.

My hand trembled as I reached out to touch it, but—

It passed right through the Flash Step it made contact, proving that it was just a mere phantom.

"Why... why?!"

The silver-haired girl's expression suddenly turned sinister. She turned around and swung her hand sharply. A sharp blade that gleamed with cold light shot through the air and flew backward, but was suddenly deflected!

—Iori appeared here at some unknown time.

He seems to have control over this area, able to come and go freely even without obtaining the Kaleidoscope.

"Didn't we agree on this? Why didn't Setsuna wake up? What did you do, Iori!"

Faced with Altair's almost hysterical questioning, Iori simply shook her head.

"What did you do? It must be that you forgot to do something, Miss Altair."

"... What do you mean by this? Are you trying to fool me?"

A sharp killing intent flashed in Altair's eyes.

"Heh, such a murderous look, completely different from his previous composure."

Iori looked at her with amusement, but remained completely calm.

"I'm just giving you a chance, but whether you can make it depends on your awareness."

The more important the wish, the harder it is to fulfill, and the greater the price to pay... After all, there are very few gentle authors like Akira Toriyama, and resurrection is generally very difficult.

It's probably because of you... You're a very special individual, and the Recognition Power can't override you, so your creators will also be indirectly affected.

Simply put... cause and effect, your cause and effect is an invisible chain to Miss Setsuna. Shimazaki Setsuna.

If it were just an ordinary person, they could probably be easily resurrected, right?

"..."

"What a pity, it seems your Creator is unable to truly return to this world, Altair."

"How... how, how, how absurd this is!"

The Uniform Princess gripped the standard-issue military knife tightly, her expression contorting for the first time.

"How far will this damned fate go before it's satisfied!"

However, she will not admit defeat or give up.

The combination of submachine gun and blade appeared once again. Altair looked at Setsuna with unwavering eyes, and then pulled the "harp bow".

"No matter how many times I play it, I will bring you back, Setsuna!"

"The Movement 14: Karma Reversal!"

Buzz—!

"The Movement 23: Karma Reconstruction!"

Buzz—!

"Movement 41: Karma Connection!"

Buzz—!

Invalid, invalid, invalid, invalid!

Having plucked the "strings" countless times, the Military Princess repeatedly activated her cheating ability to manipulate cause and effect, constantly changing the world and fighting against the merciless law system.

But none of them worked!

As if mocking her for her utmost efforts, the laws of the world displayed an irresistible majesty, making it impossible for the Uniform Princess to recall Shizuna Shimazaki no matter what she did, and even gradually fading away the girl's last lingering echo.

The girl's outline became increasingly blurred, almost transparent...

"Why, why isn't it working!?"

Altair herself was born by exploiting loopholes in the laws, and she is a kind of "bug" in herself. Her Power of All Creation should have easily changed the world, but at this moment it seems to have lost its mystery and turned into the most powerless struggle.

Why... did her power fail?

In fact, she vaguely understood that while she could manipulate the cause and effect of others, it did not mean that she could easily change the "thread" between herself and the Creator. This involved something on a higher level.

... Moreover, Altair herself is only a novice; she doesn't actually know the principles behind the ability, she just knows how to use it.

For the first time, the Uniform Princess experienced true despair and a profound sense of powerlessness.

Originally, she only wanted revenge against this world, so she had no hope and therefore no despair.

But now, hope has arisen within her, and she has someone she wants to save and protect. And with that arises the despair born from that crushed hope.

If one has never seen the light, perhaps one will not despise the darkness... Now that we have something we cherish, how can we stand by and watch it be destroyed?

Therefore, the Uniform Princess recklessly squandered her abilities, constantly playing the symphony of cause and effect.

Unfortunately, all of them were ineffective!

"Why...?"

In a daze, Altair didn't grip the hilt of the knife, but instead grabbed the blade, and a stream of blood slowly flowed down the sharp edge.

She was oblivious to the pain, only muttering in despair, "Why is my power not working..."

However, just as she unleashed [All Creation] once more, Iori blocked her elbow.

"Are you going to kill her?!"

"Varied--"

Altair was startled.

"This is just a remnant soul. How much power do you think it can withstand?"

"But, but..."

"There is still a way to save her."

Iori smiled slightly at the bewildered Altair: "Do you want to hear it?"

The Military Princess suddenly calmed down and looked quietly at Iori: "Is it possible for me to refuse?"

"No."

Iori narrowed her eyes. "The solution... you've probably already guessed it, haven't you?"

"Yes... as long as I disappear, that will be fine."

Altair took a deep breath, a look of relief appearing in his eyes. "Since my existence changed cause and effect, then all I need to do is return everything to the state before it happened, that is, erase me as a variable..."

"That's how it is in theory."

Iori frowned. "But are you willing to accept this?"

The silver-haired Uniform Princess gave Iori a beautiful and peaceful smile.

"When she created me, she thought to herself, 'If only this child could be loved.'"

She didn't create me with a playful attitude; rather, she depicted me with great sincerity and her own emotions.