Panic.
The Will of the Honkai was in an unprecedented state of panic, feeling that a 'crack' had appeared.
It sensed that the Herrschers' order of appearance was firmly locked by some irresistible law, making them appear along a predetermined, unchangeable trajectory.
It trembled.
But strangely, everything was as usual.
The seeds of the Honkai were still sprouting, and humanity's struggle continued.
Yet, that wisp of 'abnormality' that felt like a thorn in its side had sunk into the deep sea like a grain of sand, vanishing without a trace.
Its heart suddenly sank.
Is it that outsider again?
As the thought arose, its 'gaze' suddenly paused.
"Something is wrong!"
A certain area had mysteriously disappeared.
No, to be precise, it was still there.
But no matter how it tried to peer into it, it was always blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to truly 'see' it.
It was as if it had vanished from the plane of existence?
It is that outsider, after all!
Ryuga used Zilean's time ability, with supreme power, to condense a 'Time in a Bottle'.
He stripped the time flow of the Moth of the Flame from the causal chain of reality, turning it into an hourglass flowing in his palm.
He temporarily erased the time of the Moth of the Flame.
The Honkai cannot search for it.
The 'Time in a Bottle' itself absolutely negates any record.
Any attempt to spy, trace, or engrave it will be erased by the sands of time the moment it touches, leaving no trace.
This means it cannot even be recorded with a camera.
When the 'Time in a Bottle' is released, all records will vanish.
...
"Demon God, I, I, I..."
Only after the kiss did Carole suddenly realize that something was wrong!!
She was currently wrapped around Ryuga's neck like a koala, and she began to tremble.
It was awkward to retreat.
It also seemed inappropriate to continue hugging?
Around her, Furina, Vill-V, and Himeko were all looking at her with ambiguous eyes.
Only Hua was slightly shocked, her mouth wide open.
Carole's mother was excitedly slapping her leg.
(It worked!)
It's just that her daughter was still too shy; if it were her, she would have kissed him on the mouth directly.
The cheek was still too 'ceremonial'.
"Why don't you come down first?"
Ryuga smiled. He hadn't even reacted yet, and a burning kiss had already landed on his face.
He could feel the unique fragrance of the young girl and her reckless passion.
The girl's body was trembling now.
It must be said that the wheat-colored skin was truly captivating.
Moreover, Carole's figure was top-notch.
The pressure on his chest was too intense.
"Ah, oh~, okay, okay."
Carole let out a light cry, quickly jumped off Ryuga, her cheeks flushed with a faint blush, and she shyly and frantically ran behind Hua, hiding.
Her small hand clutched Hua's shirt corner, her small face buried in Hua's back.
Hua felt a tickle on her back from her friend's warm breath, so she could only pull her out and ask.
"Whose legacy did you inherit?"
"Ah, oh, a prince, the Prince of Demacia, named... Jarvan IV."
After speaking, Carole frowned, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing her palm, as if she was pondering something.
She felt that Jarvan's great halberd was somewhat incompatible with her, not very suitable.
In contrast, Hua's family's boxing style was more in line with the explosive power in her bones.
She felt that fists were her true calling.
"Hehe, Jarvan IV is actually very similar to you."
Ryuga chuckled.
Jarvan's ultimate move, Cataclysm, is similar to Carole's post-Honkai Mitchy Burst, both involving leaping high and smashing into the ground.
Jarvan's Dragon Strike is also very similar to Carole's Mitchy Serious Punch.
And both of them can increase defense.
Furthermore, during the time Carole inherited the legacy, Jarvan had just suffered a crushing defeat and was completely devastated.
He had failed his family, his kingdom, and his comrades.
He was in a period of depression and timidity.
Until he found an opportunity to redeem himself.
With his wounded body, he finally held the line and helped slay the elemental dragon.
He pulled himself out of the setback through his own strength.
And Carole also overcame her timid self, bravely picking up a soldier's weapon and charging at the monsters.
That's why he acknowledged Carole.
"So this is what an Ascendant is? How amazing."
"Speaking of which, why didn't you arrange one for me? Is it because I'm not your woman?"
Vill-V leaned against Ryuga, her fingertip gently tapping her lip corner, her eyes conveying a mix of coquetry and 'provocation'.
As she spoke, she slightly turned her body, and her magnificent curves gently rose and fell with the movement, even more voluptuous and eye-catching than Carole's.
Then, she threw a wink at Ryuga, seemingly testing him.
"If you really want to, I can actually warm your bed too."
The envy in Vill-V's eyes was unconcealed.
She was very envious of Carole, who instantly ascended from a fragile girl to a monster capable of collapsing a ten-thousand-meter-high platform and tearing the sky with her hands.
And what about herself?
She could indeed control machinery to destroy the world, but that was external power after all.
Her body was still as fragile as paper, and a slight carelessness could lead to her demise.
She even wanted to build a mechanical battlesuit for herself.
She'd call it Iron Man.
"..."
Hua's face instantly flushed red upon hearing this, and she coughed, her ear tips turning a faint red.
She lowered her head in a panic, unconsciously twisting her T-shirt.
She's not Ryuga's woman.
Could it be that...
A ripple inexplicably rose in her heart, spreading a circle of indescribable emotions.
She secretly glanced up, quickly scanning the chests of Carole, Himeko, and Vill-V. Those proud curves are truly enviable.
Then she looked down at herself, barren.
Impossible!
How could the Demon God possibly like me?
Glancing at Furina, Hua's mood calmed down slightly. It seems I can only compare sizes with her.
Feeling inexplicably insulted, Fufu suddenly tilted her head and looked over: "Why are you looking at me? You're still young, you have a future, I'm 500 years old."
"Uh, I hope so."
Hua opened her mouth, feeling like she had no chance.
She hasn't grown in 500 years?
"..."
Ryuga was amused. Impossible. Bronya proved with her own body that 8 is greater than 50,000.
After 50,000 years, Fu Hua's chest was still unremarkable, earning her the nickname 'China Flat'.
But Bronya's figure, in the eight years between the main story of Honkai Impact 3rd and the Post-Honkai Odyssey, transformed from a petite loli to a very well-endowed mature woman. So, 8 is greater than 50,000.
As for Furina?
If she wanted to, she could actually reshape her body herself.
"I value your talent, and I've found a teacher for you."
"As for power, you will have it, but not now."
Ryuga looked down at Vill-V, who was practically clinging to him, and suddenly remembered Seele.
If he took them out together, would people think they were a family of three?
"Huh? A teacher? Me?"
Vill-V looked up at him in surprise, her cheeks slightly puffed out, as if she had heard the most absurd joke.
Who is she?
Vill-V, the genius mechanic.
Does she still need a teacher?
"Someone else had the same reaction as you before."
"Oh?" Vill-V raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. "And where is she now?"
"She's an apprentice following her teacher around."
"Who?"
"Mobius."
The atmosphere froze at this moment.
Vill-V's pupils contracted slightly, and her lips moved.
She naturally knew about this master in the field of biology.
Mobius's countless research achievements were written into textbooks. No, perhaps her name itself was a 'faith'.
But she actually became an apprentice?
Vill-V was stunned. If even Mobius humbly sought guidance, then the teacher Ryuga found for her must be extraordinary.
After a long moment, she took a deep breath and looked up at Ryuga, the arrogance in her eyes undiminished, but with a hint of expectation.
"Fine, I'll go meet them. But don't blame me if I run away if they can't teach me anything."
"That's very Vill-V."
Ryuga smiled.
"Hmph!"
The great V-teacher haughtily tilted her head, looking at the dazzling golden light on the stage, and murmured.
"I wonder whose legacy Elysia will inherit?"
Ryuga's smile deepened: "It will shock you."
...
Elysia's was extraordinary.
Star Guardian Soraka.
In the forest clearing where moonlight and starlight intertwined, the figure of the girl with white, gold, and pink gradient wings was slender and poetic.
Her skin glowed faintly, as if kissed by the Milky Way, and her eyes sparkled with gentle, firm starlight.
Pointed ears peeked out from her hair, revealing a non-human spirituality.
Elysia stared at her: "How beautiful."
(She has pointed ears, I want to touch them.)
Soraka slightly tilted her head, a smile gracing her lips: "You are also very beautiful, and... you are very similar to me."
Her voice was ethereal but not distant, making her feel very benevolent.
"I feel that way too."
Looking at Soraka's eyes, which seemed to see through her soul, Elysia felt the illusion of a 'reunion after a long separation'.
Soraka once resided high above the stars in the celestial realm, looking down upon the mortal world.
Witnessing the mortal races constantly struggling, wailing, and falling, her heart ached as if it were being torn apart for the first time.
She could no longer stand by and watch.
So, she removed the crown of her godhood, abandoned her immortal divinity, and descended into the mortal world woven with blood and fire.
Since then, the child of the stars has taken on flesh and blood.
Even though the torrent of magic surged through her veins, burning every inch of her newly formed flesh.
She never regretted it.
The pain she endured was insignificant to her.
She walked through desolate villages, gently touched the foreheads of the wounded, and soothed their torn flesh and souls.
She treated everyone she met with the same gentleness.
She witnessed too much suffering and darkness in the world, but she still believed in the people of Runeterra, never letting the light in her heart extinguish.
Just like Elysia traveled the world, seeing betrayal, war, and lies, discovering that the world was not so beautiful, yet still loving humanity.
Elysia and Soraka, they are different stars, but they illuminate the same night sky.
Soraka sowed hope with compassion as the seed and gentleness as the rain in a world ravaged by war.
And Elysia, in the future, will also turn herself into a spark before dawn, igniting the hope of the next generation at the cost of her life.
They both chose sacrifice, and they both chose love.
Soraka is gentle, kind, and full of love.
Elysia is the same.
One day, she fell from the heavens.
The stars and moon sent the daughter of the gods, who wished to be a companion to humans, weaving a gentle fairy tale.
The flawless girl walked among the crowds, taking in all the beauty of humanity.
The true self of the Flame-Chaser danced in the apocalypse, carrying out goodness and love to the end.
The Herrscher of humanity transformed into a new seed, blossoming with the flying flowers of humanity on a small branch.
That flower is named Elysia... Herrscher of Human: Ego, Elysia.
"Please accept my power, and let it guide your path."
Soraka smiled softly.
"Ah? No trial or anything?"
Elysia was slightly stunned, her eyebrows raised, and a childlike curiosity floated in her eyes.
"No need."
"My path is utterly clear, and you are equally clear."
"You know the path you must take."
Soraka gazed into the girl's clear eyes, as if she could see the unstained starlight deep within her soul.
After speaking, Soraka raised the staff in her hand.
The staff glowed with ripples of light under the moonlight, and the crystal at the top blossomed like a star opening in the night sky.
In an instant, gentle starlight rained down, softly falling onto Elysia's shoulders.
The hazy starlight adorned her, as if countless stars were crowning her.
"My power comes from the stars."
"Accept this gift, and go heal and protect everyone."
...
The golden light beam slowly dissipated, and the Sun Disc returned to silence.
Elysia was surrounded by shimmering starlight, with a pair of pure white wings on her back.
As the light faded, she landed lightly on the ground.
She did not, like Carole, punch and destroy the high platform.
She walked slowly towards Ryuga, smiling before she spoke.
The higher-ups of the Moth of the Flame wanted to see what kind of power Elysia had gained, but since she didn't show it, they could only sigh in admiration.
Skirk watched and was stunned.
[13th Sect Master of Yunkui Summit]: "Hmm? Look, her ears... didn't they become pointed?"
[Jingliu]: "They look very similar to the Xianzhou's Vidyadhara."
[1] "..."
Furina covered her mouth with her small hand, her eyes wide: "Elysia! Your ears... your ears... they've become pointed!"
"Hmm? Ears? Oh my~ they really have become pointed, haven't they?"
Elysia raised her hand and touched her ear, her eyes widening, but she quickly frowned and muttered in distress.
"Oh no, oh no, will they hurt when I lie down to sleep now? But it's okay, they feel quite soft."
Then, she smiled brightly, playfully rubbing her ear with her fingertip.
Like a child, she played with her ears by herself.
With a pull and a flick, the tip of her ear trembled slightly.
Ryuga was also stunned, forcefully suppressing the smile that was about to split his face. Elysia has finally evolved into her complete form.
The pointed ears look much better.
Sometimes he wondered if he should capture a 'Great Self-Existent God' and fuse it with Elysia.
Now it seems that all that was unnecessary.
Destiny has its own trajectory.
After the ascension, she actually resonated with Soraka and gained pointed ears.
Ryuga silently called himself lucky.
Fortunately, he chose the Prestige Star Guardian Soraka skin, which has no horns.
If it were the Star Child Soraka skin, she would have horns on her forehead.
The thought of Elysia also growing horns made Ryuga shiver.
"Congratulations."
Ryuga opened his arms.
Elysia looked at him, her eyes flowing, her smile rippling out.
Like a young swallow returning to its nest, she flew into Ryuga's embrace.
"Ryuga, you don't dislike Elysia's 'elf ears', do you?"
"How could I? I will always love Elysia."
Ryuga smiled, reaching out to pinch her ear, feeling that it was truly soft.
Then he signaled with his eyes.
"Himeko, Hua, you two go together."
The two were stunned.
"We can go together?"
"Mhm."
Ryuga nodded. This was different from the ascension in the game.
Himeko and Hua exchanged glances and walked onto the high platform side by side.
Looking at their retreating figures, Ryuga smiled.
They were not born warriors. It was the Honkai that touched the dragon's reverse scale, stirring up the hidden talents in the world. Their fate was also brought about by the Honkai.
A Honkai outbreak caused Hua to lose her family and friends, and the new life that had just gotten on track.
To survive was lucky, but it was also the beginning of misfortune.
Knowing the truth means bearing its weight for a lifetime.
Hua, who joined the Moth of the Flame, began her long life of fighting the Honkai, and the cost of every victory was tragic.
The legacy between master and apprentice continued this way.
But unfortunately, this is the Honkai world.
This is a world where only the God of Death is eternal.
To live...
That fiery red figure could only remain in Hua's memory forever.
No, actually, theoretically, the God of Death is not eternal either; the Herrscher of Death died long ago.
The Sun Disc activated, and the light beam descended, enveloping the two figures.
Faintly, people heard an ancient...
Dragon Roar!
To be continued…