"With unyielding will, they rose in response!"
A golden sea and a white-and-purple legion collided on the vast, boundless plain. Undying Heroic Spirits and inexhaustible Honkai Beasts slaughtered each other here, as an epic that existed only in fantasy and myth unfolded like a painting before everyone's eyes...
"Cangxuan, did I not wake up properly this morning... I see Ke... Ke... Ke... Kevin among this golden crowd?"
"Probably. Nuwa, look... there's also a projection over there that looks a lot like Brother Kalpas."
Cangxuan and Nuwa stared at the battlefield before them, which had already far exceeded their imagination, and gradually gave up trying to think.
At the very front of the golden wave, the projections of the most powerful warriors from the previous era acted as the most invincible blade, tearing through and cutting down the Honkai Beasts' assault.
The weapons and armor of the Heroes gathered here burned with golden flames. The Honkai Beasts' once-invincible carapaces and weapons paled in comparison at this moment.
The hard gray carapaces were sliced open as easily as butter by a hot knife, and the sharp limbs that had pierced their bodies would be repaired by the golden flames on their armor.
This was a legion composed of the deceased and the forgotten who wandered through history.
Once gone, they could fear death no more; once forgotten, they would feel no more pain.
They never felt, never felt weariness; even if their Divine-forged bodies were shattered, they would merely scatter as golden particles, returning to the side of the God of Gold... then reborn again at the sound of the horn, stepping back onto the battlefield that had never known peace.
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"Those shackles will surely be shattered... victory will surely return—"
The Legion, having transcended the bonds of life and death, fought fiercely at this moment, and the scales of the battle were gradually and slightly tipping in their favor. Victory seemed to be a foregone conclusion in the near future, yet the God once again drew her Golden Sword—
"The horn sounds loud, relentlessly proclaiming—"
However, the Gods playing this game behind the scenes did not think so—they seemed dissatisfied with the girl's continuous actions of overturning and revising history, and the Will of Honkai also responded at this moment... The Legion forged from gold sang as they broke through the enemy lines, and the target pointed to by their sharp blades also underwent a strange change at this moment—
The soul-shaking roar of the colossal beast Chiyou turned into a tangible shockwave at this moment, knocking the "spearhead" of the Legion backward, and the crimson cross-shaped radiance unfolded behind it like a divine revelation.
The Honkai Beast Horde, which had been swept away and suffered continuous defeats, also reversed its past downward trend at this moment. The purple patterns on their bodies grew brighter under the strange empowerment, emitting a soul-capturing majesty. The duel between God and God—now officially raised its curtain.
"Come—you many wills gathered here, tell the God named Honkai of our dominance—"
The girl called out loudly—
The Golden Palace, which had only appeared fleetingly during the meeting with the Herrscher of Wind, reappeared at this moment—it was the City of Einherjar, formed from swaying, blooming, and boiling, whose prototype was Valhalla, constructed from the wills of heroes and fallen soldiers of two generations of humans, a kingdom belonging exclusively to the deceased and the forgotten.
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[He dwells eternally within the tomb, for no man and no shackle can bind Him, as nothing in this world can restrain Him...]
The silver-haired girl attending the Highest Throne, an Apostle of God named Muninn, sang and prayed like a hymn to celebrate the moment her Absolute Lord, to whom she had dedicated everything, was about to achieve her great work.
[He is the Lord of the Grave, who shatters chains and breaks shackles, crying out in madness. For nothing in this world can govern Him—!]
The Apostle named Huginn, also attending the girl, sang joyfully.
[Therefore the Heavenly God asked: "Are you He?"]
"This is a foolish question, born of ignorance. Since you do not know Me, I shall answer you—"
The blonde Goddess, who had listened to the divine revelation from afar and played a game of chess against the colossal beast, smiled.
"My name is Legion—"
"To completely dominate this world, and conquer the rulers."
This was already destined. From the moment the girl was born, this was an inescapable reality. Here, she formally descended upon the earthly kingdom...
That is the Highest Heaven recorded in Norse mythology, also known as the Highest Heaven of Gladsheim. This Divine Realm is also called the Fifth Universe, the Fifth World. In ancient myth, it is the most majestic palace on earth, the place where the Great God Odin established Valhalla.
"Give up... resistance is futile; give up... struggling only causes more trouble. Then... grant the victory to us..."
That was a female voice, more majestic and solemn than the roars of the terrifying colossal beast from afar. The voice came from the Golden Court in the highest heaven, calming the restlessness and anxiety of all living beings on earth.
"Grant the victory!"
The people who were originally fleeing in panic now stopped their footsteps and called out...
"Grant the victory!"
The warriors who bathed in glory with a deathly resolve were calling out...
"Return 'it'... to us."
The once-shattered Eternal Spear gathered in the palm of the young Goddess. The spearhead, which had been reduced to dust, was reshaped by the Goddess's divine power.
The Divine Spear, returning to its master's embrace, hummed, as if telling of the joy of reuniting with its master.
"I have heard, I have known.... As in the past, and as in the present..."
The blonde girl seated on her throne stroked the shaft of the spear, responding to the Eternal Spear's exuberance and joy. With her eyes half-closed, she communicated with the Golden Spear, sharing the happiness of their long-awaited reunion.
Then, the Goddess rose from her throne, lifting the spear with one hand as she walked out of the Golden Palace.
"Grant the victory to us..."
Standing at the entrance of the Great Hall, the girl narrowed her eyes, seeming to savor the glory of being surrounded by ten thousand soldiers.
Then she opened her eyes... They were the eyes of a Monarch who looked down upon all she surveyed, with brilliant gold flowing within her gaze.
That was a gold more vibrant, magnificent, solemn, and splendid than anything else in this world, yet simultaneously utterly terrifying. Her true nature was that of the God of War from the Imaginary Tree, a being who should not exist in the mortal realm.
"I have made a promise, so let us celebrate this moment of appointment together!"
Standing atop the Golden Palace and overlooking the scene below, Snow Apocalypse raised the long spear in her hand and aimed it at the Evil Beast in the distance.
"Bring the victory to us!" [Sieg Heil Viktoria]
The oath is sworn here. The Eternal Spear, which once cleaved mountains, earth, and seas, was raised high by the girl before being hurled forward, transforming into a golden meteor as it flew toward Chiyou.
The long spear streaked across the sky, illuminating the battlefield already shrouded in night, splitting the heavens in two with its meteor trail. Faced with the descending Divine Punishment, all the giant beast could do was let out a mournful cry.
[Give up. Will of Honkai, without a Holy Body on the ground, you cannot descend. This is a privilege reserved only for the God of the Current World.]