"Silence—!! All gods! All humans! All heaven and earth! Cast your gaze upon this realm—!!"
She inherits the Law of Finality! With a human heart, she wields the world's clearance!
Upon her debut, she single-handedly crushed the Abyssal Star, the tumor that plagued the universe! She liberated countless souls of the Xianzhou Wangshu imprisoned within its body!
She stopped The Propagation from attempting to revive once more, saving the universe from a catastrophe!
She is the starlight guiding the way through the darkness, the warrior who protects all beautiful things—Kiana Kaslana!!
Today, she does not come for destruction!
She does not come for clearance!
She stands upon this arena in the name of Finality, solely to protect the world she loves!
Descending here at this moment is—"
"The hope of humanity, the Herrscher of Finality, the God of Destruction of the universe! The General Taiyin of Xianzhou Wangshu! The supreme existence who holds worlds of countless power systems in her palm for observation!"
"Kiana Kaslana—"
"En—ters—the—fray—!!"
Finally, Heimdall let out a deep breath after finishing the introduction according to the small note.
Although he didn't know what kind of existences the Xianzhou, the General, or the Herrscher were...
Heimdall knew that the backgrounds of these ridiculous existences were beyond the reach of the gods of this world.
Didn't you see there were several very easy-to-understand titles included?
The God of Destruction of the universe, the observer holding many worlds in her hands—this had much more 'clout' than their King of Gods.
At least the King of Gods here couldn't hold countless worlds in his palm, and he probably couldn't even manage to destroy the universe.
Heimdall felt somewhat numb.
What he wanted to commentate on wasn't this kind of suspense-free, crushing match.
With a hint of disappointment, Heimdall wanted to leave the stage early and find a corner to go emo.
Just then—
"Heimdall, right?"
A pleasant voice appeared a few steps away. Heimdall focused his gaze and found a white-haired Damselette with clever, sparkling eyes.
This girl looks so familiar. Isn't she the one who almost burned Zeus in the audience stands earlier?
Wait, no, she seems to be a contestant in this match!
Heimdall finally realized that the Damselette before him was slightly different from the one who burned Zeus that day.
There were slight differences in eye color and hair color.
"Your commentary is very good. If there's a chance, I'll give you a larger stage to showcase yourself. Are you interested?"
"A larger... stage?"
Heimdall murmured, not quite understanding what the other party meant.
"Mhm..."
Kiana pinched her chin with a bit of distress, closing her eyes slightly in thought for a moment. Then, she held up a finger next to her cheek and gave a playful smile, saying:
"It's an invitation for you to participate in a Martial Arts Tournament I'm hosting. The participants are all top-tier powerhouses from across the universe."
A faint purple light flickered in Kiana's eyes, and Heimdall fell into an illusion without any defense.
In the illusion, Heimdall saw true powerhouses, every gesture carrying an aura that could destroy everything.
Some could even casually blow up stars and remain unscathed afterward.
Compared to these existences, the gods of their world were simply lolis—no, infants who had just learned to crawl!
The illusion before Heimdall's eyes dissipated, and he returned to reality. He now stared at Kiana with fanatical eyes, his hands clenched into fists.
In that case...
In that case...
Looking at Heimdall's currently irrepressible excitement, Kiana's eyes shifted slightly, and then she gave a sly smile.
Swish—
With a flash of purple light, a cane appeared in Heimdall's hand.
On the other side of the field, Hades narrowed his eyes slightly, his index finger tapping his upper arm as he crossed his arms.
His inner state didn't seem as calm as his outward appearance suggested.
But his upbringing still made him wait aside like a gentleman, not interrupting Kiana.
Kiana glanced at Hades out of the corner of her eye, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her gaze, before looking back at Heimdall:
"Now~ please begin your performance~"
She then made a 'please' gesture.
Heimdall was stunned for a moment, then his body instinctively moved.
"Then... there is only one answer...!"
He picked up the cane, bent his knee, and smashed the cane horizontally against his thigh.
Crack—
"I shall... swear my fealty to you!"
The cane snapped, and Heimdall laughed loudly while looking up and staring intently at Kiana.
A hint of amusement flashed in Kiana's eyes. She almost wanted to continue playing along, but after careful thought, she decided against it.
After all, a bunch of acquaintances were watching from the stands; she couldn't just act crazy on a whim.
"Ahem, you go down first..."
Kiana gave a light cough to cover her embarrassment and then ordered Heimdall.
"Alright... then I announce, the third round of Humans vs. Gods! Begin!!!"
After shouting, Heimdall picked up the broken cane and left the arena.
He planned to modify his horn into a golden microphone and weld it onto this cane. After all, it was a gift from his new boss, so he had to cherish it.
In the Norse audience section, Odin looked gloomily at the spot where Heimdall had disappeared.
He, the Norse spokesperson, was still right here, yet the guy betrayed him so blatantly. This was truly not showing any respect to Odin.
But unfortunately, Kiana was too mysterious and strange, making it hard for Odin to lash out.
Kiana looked no different from the person who burned Zeus earlier. Perhaps she was just as powerful as the human contestants from the first two matches.
Forget it, he was just a Bifrost gatekeeper; he could just look for a new one.
Thinking this, Odin finally gave himself some inner comfort.
He, Odin, was following his heart (being a coward).
After Heimdall left, Hades uncrossed his arms and slowly walked towards Kiana.
Kiana watched Hades as he walked up to her without attacking, tilting her head as she said:
"If you don't make a move, you won't get a chance, you know?"
Kiana was merely stating a fact, without any intention of looking down on her opponent. The gap between their dimensions was so vast that 'chasm' wasn't enough to describe it.
"..."
Hades frowned slightly.
He hadn't made a move just now because his character didn't allow him to sneak attack while a lady was chatting.
The reason he wasn't making a move now...
Was because every cell in his body was stopping him from acting.
Although the opponent didn't emit even a shred of aura, his body was instinctively terrified of her.
Fear—this was something that shouldn't exist in him, the King of the Underworld.
Thinking of avenging his brother, Hades' eyes dimmed slightly, and he slowly closed them.
Sorry, Zeus...
Your elder brother couldn't avenge you...
Seeing the other party look as if he had given up, Kiana also felt a bit unenthusiastic.
She then sighed, waved her hand, and said helplessly:
"Forget it, forget it, you should just surrender..."
"..."
Hades opened his slightly melancholy eyes. After staring at Kiana for a moment, he slightly lowered the noble head of the Underworld King:
"Please, I beg of you, defeat me with your strongest form."
Hades had no complaints; it was his own lack of strength that he couldn't even bring himself to strike.
Kiana quite appreciated this guy—this god. He was one of the few gods in this world's divine realm who still held onto familial affection in his heart.
After a bit of thought, Kiana took out the crystal ball sealing Zeus's soul.
Kiana didn't particularly like this old geezer. She was releasing him now entirely for the sake of this elder brother who was willing to die to avenge his younger brother.
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