Chapter 49: A True Man—King of Moe
[Passerby]: Welcome, newcomer. Looks like the group owner's luck is pretty bad—five invites, only two accepted.
[UnshakenBilian]: Welcome, newcomer. I'm surprised there were even rejections. But "Abandoned Heaven Emperor"—that name sounds familiar.
[Seeker Of Dao]: Welcome, newcomer. Don't even think about it—Pili World, Heaven Realm's number one martial god. Boss Qi, the Abandoned Heaven Emperor. @UnshakenBilian
When Wu Tong saw the invite sent to the Abandoned Heaven Emperor, a cold sweat broke out on his back. That man was not someone to be taken lightly.
Only when he saw the rejection did he finally breathe a sigh of relief. With his current strength, facing such a powerhouse made him uneasy.
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: Welcome, newcomer. Damn, it's him?! Too bad he declined. Otherwise, we'd have a true boss anchoring our group.
Gu Ruoli also stared regretfully at the failed invite notification.
[UnshakenBilian]: Honestly, it's a good thing he declined. Otherwise, we'd be facing a world-destroying final boss directly.
Hearing Wu Tong's comment and recalling the Abandoned Heaven Emperor's info, Zhang Chulan also broke into a cold sweat. No one currently in the group could possibly stand up to him.
[Heaven Base King]: Welcome, newcomer. Is this Abandoned Heaven Emperor really that powerful?
Seeing Zhang Chulan's message, He Xi asked curiously.
[Seeker Of Dao]: Of course he's powerful. He's the greatest villain in Pili World—arguably its strongest being. His strength is at least pseudo-Eighth Rank, and under certain conditions, he can even step fully into the Eighth Rank.
[Photo Princess]: Welcome, newcomer. Wow, that strong? Our strongest member, Sister He Xi, just entered Sixth Rank.
[Moe King]: Welcome, newcomer.
[Worldly Wanderer]: May I ask... where is this place?
Before Zhongli could finish typing, Zhang Chulan jumped in.
[UnshakenBilian]: Damn, Worldly Wanderer—Zhongli?! Crimson Swallow Immortal—Fu Hua?! Those two are major players. I just don't know what timeline they're from.
[Worldly Wanderer]: Young one, have we met before?
[Crimson Swallow Immortal]: You know me? Who are you people?
Reading Zhang Chulan's message, Fu Hua's pupils shrank—had she been exposed?
Just as she prepared to activate Feather Dust to launch a preemptive strike, the group owner's message made her pause.
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: Fu Hua, Zhongli—we definitely know you. But it's a bit complicated to explain. You can check the group files first. If you still have questions, come ask me.
Right after, Gu Ruoli uploaded two documents into the group folder.
[Ding~ Group files "Genshin Impact" and "Honkai Impact 3rd" uploaded successfully.]
A while later—
[Worldly Wanderer]: So that's how it is... I never imagined such an organization could exist. Endless void, myriad worlds, realities beyond realities—truly fascinating.
[Crimson Swallow Immortal]: We... succeeded? Kiana...
After reading the story of her world, even someone as composed as Fu Hua felt dazed.
She never imagined Kiana would become the Herrscher of Finality and save the world.
Looking at the girl drooling in her sleep on the table before her, Fu Hua still found it hard to believe. Could this clumsy, unskilled girl really bear such a burden?
"Mei~ hehe..."
Suddenly, Kiana let out a silly giggle, drooling as if dreaming about something pleasant.
Watching Kiana mumble in her sleep, Fu Hua's face darkened again, doubting her even more.
Shaking her head, Fu Hua pushed away all those distracting thoughts and refocused her mind into the group chat.
[Crimson Swallow Immortal]: Thank you, group master, for showing us the future of our world.
[Crimson Swallow Immortal]: I never imagined the current era could really stop Kevin's Stigmata Plan and overcome the Honkai in their own way...
As she typed, Fu Hua's expression turned distant. She thought of how much the previous era had done, only to fail—and yet this current civilization, relying on a group of half-rebel Herrschers, had succeeded.
Even now, Fu Hua struggled to grasp how the present era had crossed the threshold of Finality. In her view, Herrschers were the enemies of civilization, foes that had to be eliminated.
And yet, in this current era, it was through Herrschers that Finality was overcome. It all felt like a dream.
"One person deserves special mention—Principal of St. Freya Academy, Mistress of the Far East Abyss, founder of the Herrscher Academy, and aunt of the Herrscher of Finality—Miss Theresa Apocalypse, for her contributions to the battle against the Honkai."
"She trained nine Herrschers: Reason, Void, Lightning, Wind, Sentience, Flame-Chaser, Origin, Finality, and Truth. Even Restraint and Life-and-Death have some connection to her. Her contribution is beyond measure."
Reading the scrolling commentary in the group about Theresa, Fu Hua's vision dimmed. She realized she could no longer look at the principal the same way again. In the previous era, she'd have been labeled a Honkai spy without question.
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: No need to thank me. All of that was your own effort—I simply revealed the outcome.
[Crimson Swallow Immortal]: That's not quite right. The files the group master uploaded… they let me see the future.
[Crimson Swallow Immortal]: It might not mean much to you, but to us—it's a ray of hope.
[Crimson Swallow Immortal]: I always believed this era could overcome the Honkai, but… I didn't expect there was a path other than the Stigmata Plan.
At this point, Fu Hua's tone paused, her expression turning somewhat complicated.
[Photo Princess]: Uwu~ My Aunt Himeko...
[Moe King]: March, that's the Himeko from another world. The Himeko in your world is still alive and well.
March 7's sudden outburst left everyone both exasperated and amused.
But thanks to her light-hearted interruption, the heavy atmosphere in the group began to ease.
[Photo Princess]: I know... but I still can't help it. Aunt Himeko was just so good.
[Photo Princess]: Uwu...
At that moment, Himeko—who was brewing coffee nearby—glanced over at the teary-eyed March 7 in confusion.
She walked over and offered comfort. "March, if you're feeling down, come have a cup of coffee. It'll help lift your spirits."
As she spoke, she handed her coffee to March 7.
March 7 looked at the coffee in Himeko's hand. Its thick, dark texture already drained any appetite. The swirling black vortex resembled a black hole, as if it would swallow anyone who dared drink it.
The steam rising from the cup, in March 7's eyes, morphed into black mist… and then slowly formed into the shape of a skull floating in the air.
March 7 was stunned. I'm here mourning you, and you're trying to take my life? Isn't that a bit much?
"Uh, Himeko… I just remembered I had something to do. I'll pass on the coffee."
Watching Himeko approaching with that cup, March 7 quickly made an excuse and fled the scene.
Seeing her flee, Himeko stared at the cup in her hand with confusion. "Is it really that bad?"
[Photo Princess]: That was close—really close. I nearly had to say goodbye.
[Heaven Base King]: What happened, March?
[Photo Princess]: I almost drank Himeko's coffee. Thankfully I was quick enough to escape.
[Moe King]: Himeko's coffee? Is it really that bad? I want to try it.
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: Brave soul.
[Seeker Of Dao]: Iron man.
[UnshakenBilian]: A true warrior.
[Photo Princess]: Wait—[Moe King], you want to drink Himeko's coffee? Are you okay? But if you insist…
[Photo Princess]: [Lucky Red Packet]
Congratulations! Group member [Moe King] has claimed the Luck King title.
[Moe King] stared at the coffee he had received—a thick, tar-like black liquid, darker than night. It looked like it could devour everything. Just looking at it made him feel as if his soul was being pulled in.
He swallowed hard. But with everyone egging him on, he clenched his jaw and tossed the coffee into his slime core.
Instantly, a strange taste burst through every one of his senses.
Overpoweringly sweet, bitter, faintly salty—and bizarrely spicy—all blended into one. It was like his soul had been tossed into a spinning washing machine.
"Ugh…"
Before [Moe King] could even speak, everything went black. He collapsed on the spot, unconscious.
(End of Chapter)
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