I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 312: Hopeless, Just Wait to Die! (Two Chapters Combined)

"Please keep this item safe. My suggestion is to wear it on your head or body so that it is not easily lost."

Ms. Paley gave Ron a stern warning.

Who would want to put this thing on their head?

Besides, I'm a grown man wearing this kind of thing. You don't feel ashamed, but I do!

Ron, his heart pounding, pinched the bow on the briefs and held it up to his eyes to examine the sacred object closely.

Over the years, its power has hardly diminished, and it even continues to subtly influence Ron's mind and spirit.

She tempted him to put his underwear over his head.

What kind of sacred artifact is this? It's clearly an evil, cursed object!
I, Ron Griffith, would not be tempted by such a thing.

The thought had barely formed in his mind when the blond boy grabbed the evil object and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Don't worry, ma'am, I will take good care of it!"

Having obtained clues about Fiona's true form, Peli did not keep the two of them around any longer.

After explaining how to use the relic, he let Ron and Olivia leave.

Outside the central hub of the holy city.

"Show me quickly."

Olivia grabbed Ron and, without any sense of boundaries, reached into his pocket and started rummaging around inside.

"Wait a minute, President, don't pull, don't pull, that's mine!"

The blond boy's face flushed red instantly.

He forgot that Olivia was also a secret fan of Fiona.

Faced with his grandmother's underwear, will the student council president, who has always been considered a normal person in Ron's eyes, finally be unable to resist revealing his true colors?

She yanked out the panties that radiated divine light, and Olivia's amber eyes quickly scanned them.

Yes, that's the kind of aura only a strong person can possess!
At that moment, she acknowledged Fiona's strength.

One day, I will become a Genshin Impact alongside them!
Having made up her mind, Olivia turned her underwear inside out and looked at Ron, saying:
"Ron, this relic looks like it would be perfect for you!"

"how you said that?"

"Didn't you hear what that woman said? The way to use it is to put it on your head, or just wear it."

"As the president, I've come to realize that your freakish nature is just perfect, isn't it?"

That's perfect!
No, how am I a pervert!

Upon hearing this, Ron was furious.

He knew this was Olivia's trap, once he showed any sign of self-sacrifice, like wanting to put another woman's underwear over his head.

The president will definitely change his expression and punch him.

I won’t be fooled.

Thinking this to himself, Ron said in a serious and earnest tone:

"President, you should do it. Perfect timing, you can give me your old underwear."

"I'll keep it for you!"

Olivia, after all, wasn't as shameless as Ron.

Upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment and annoyance immediately appeared on his handsome face.

She glared fiercely at the boy with her pretty fox-like eyes, then flicked the white underwear in her hand and said:
“I can wear two layers, one on the outside and one on the inside.”

"Hey you two, can't you show some respect for me as a senior?"

"Grandma, I'm still alive!"

Unable to bear the bizarre sight of the two, Fiona darted out of the cat paw bracelet and snatched the unusually familiar personal item.

“This belongs to Grandma. If anyone is going to wear it, it should be me.”

"You two wait here."

Fiona snorted and shook her personal belongings twice.

After smoothing out the fabric, she found a secluded corner where there were no pedestrians or sunlight, and began to change her clothes with a soft rustling.

Silky smooth, seamless, and perfectly fitted.

Even though her body was now made of magic, Fiona couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort.

Suddenly, Grandma's eyebrows furrowed, and she unconsciously let out a soft hum:
"Hmmahhhhh!"

Oh no, there is danger!

On the streets of the Holy City, Ron and Olivia, who were waiting, turned around at the same time.

One was as swift as the wind, the other as fast as lightning, and they arrived at a secluded corner in an instant.

At this moment, Fiona's soul was suspended in mid-air, and her underwear burst out with unimaginable light.

Such powerful magical energy fluctuations, such dazzling divine radiance!
Ron was shocked and squinted to observe carefully.

Grandma Fiona was clenching her teeth, as if she were receiving assimilation from divine power, or rather, her life level was rising and elevating at an astonishing speed.

A thousand years ago, Fiona was merely a legend, so the fragmented soul naturally commanded this price.

And a thousand years later... no further words are needed.

Genshin Impact, start!
The forces are of the same origin and do not require any digestion or familiarization process.

An almost divine pressure descended upon the world, and Fiona's pale purple eyes shimmered with a seven-colored divine light, seemingly forming an inseparable connection with her true form.

A series of dark images flashed through my mind.

She saw the reality that had turned into the apocalypse, and the remains of an old god whose upper body was barely pieced together.

Seeing himself having fought countless battles and given his all to defeat it.

The scene suddenly jumps.

Temples flash through my memory, inscribed with runes of history, space, and time.

The Holy City, White Maple Town, and countless other destroyed cities have had their past altered, reflecting the changes in reality.

She sensed that the level of life seemed to have crossed a vague boundary, that the form of existence had undergone a radical change, and that the magic of the stars had been completely transformed into divine power.

But just as he was about to forge his divine body, he suffered an invisible blow.

Its aura plummeted, its life level returned to its original state, its divine power completely dissipated, and even its sole divine status collapsed and disappeared into history.

In the last memory that came through the synchronization, she saw herself with a bruised and swollen face, looking like a stray dog.

"Damn it, who beat Grandma like a dog?!"

Fiona suddenly looked up, her voice sounding somewhat aggrieved.

She hadn't expected that both the contents of the letter and Vivian's description were realistic rather than exaggerated.

Silently processing the memories in her mind, Fiona's face fell, and she glanced at Ron and Olivia who had rushed over.

"Juniors, I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear?"

"Uh... good news."

Ron answered first, but he was clearly prepared.

Because once this kind of question is asked, there's basically no good news to be had.

There is only bad and worse.

"The good news is that I've sensed the location of the main body; we can go and rescue her."

"And the bad news!"

Olivia then asked.

"Bad news..."

Fiona's expression was very serious.

"From a very long time ago, or rather, from the moment the foundation of the world was compromised, no one has been able to become a god..."

What? !

Upon hearing this, Ron nearly choked on his own saliva.

So, this is why, despite the world restarting so many times, there are only a handful of gods?
Or rather, it is precisely because of this that the Compassionate Mistress is so negative.

Otherwise, with each world reboot, there would always be geniuses like Fiona. Over time, even if they risked their lives, they wouldn't be helpless against the apocalypse...

Even if one becomes a god, one cannot cope with the end of the world, let alone become a god.

This is truly a shocking and despairing truth.

"However... you are an exception."

At this moment, Fiona looked at Ron, her eyes filled with both sorrow and relief.

"For unknown reasons, you possess the unique characteristics of a god; in other words, you have had a divine status since a very long time ago."

"Your ability to go back in time and bring me back is the best proof of that."

"Yes, don't be surprised, Grandma never told you because she was afraid you'd get arrogant." You're clearly just jealous of my talent, aren't you?

Ron silently rolled his eyes.

He understands the principles, but the problem is, what can he do all by himself?
Cheating?

"Are we completely helpless, left only to wait for death?"

Olivia's eyes flickered as she suddenly asked a question.

"Yes, isn't there any way?"

Her words immediately resonated with Ron.

Since the Lord of a Thousand Faces and Myriad Visions revealed the future he saw to Vivian in the form of a dream,
There must be some methods or approaches that even He found commendable.

Of course, this deity is not rational after all, and it is possible that He was just giving random revelations.

At this moment, Fiona smiled faintly, her lithe figure twirling in mid-air, and she tilted her head back, saying:
"Of course there's a way! When it really comes down to it, you have to rely on Grandma!"

"What method?" Ron asked quickly.

"Hmph, I'll tell you after I find my true form."

"Alright, you two, stop dawdling. My true form is in the cracks of history. Follow me and I'll lead you there."

The deep world is not a meaningless, lifeless void.

It's just that history and fate have come to an end.

The three of them were taken from the warm sunlight and returned to the cold, desolate, and barren reality.

A desolate wasteland and a holy city almost blackened stand before you, silently telling the story of what lies ahead of the apocalypse.

"Phew, I can already sense the surface of the deeper world."

Ron felt heavy-hearted, pursed his lips, and focused his gaze on Fiona.

"Where do we go next?"

After putting on his underwear, this arrogant guy became unusually composed.

"Junior, do you remember how we first met?"

She gave a soft hum, her pupils reflecting Ron's image, and continued in a voice tinged with pride:

"It's about going back to the past."

"Whether it's the Holy City or White Maple Town, they both inevitably faced destruction in the beginning."

"You've probably heard what Paley said, right? The real world and that place aren't in the same time and space."

At this point, Fiona frowned, seemingly pondering how to explain the complex theory behind this phenomenon to this foolish junior.

"It's like a broken teacup. If you could travel back in time, there would only be two outcomes."

"The only god, without any obstacles, will truly change history."

"The absence of a unique Genshin Impact will allow history to take a new turn."

One path remains unchanged; the teacup is still shattered, an indelible mark.

"And the other one is..."

As she said this, she gently touched the grime-covered white city wall with her palm.

"That world is the real world, but it only applies to the people of that world."

"We come from the original historical trajectory, we can only see, we can only interfere slightly, we can't truly integrate at all."

Without needing to say more, Ron immediately understood Fiona's meaning.

parallel world.

He must have heard countless similar stories in his past life.

"Will this solve the apocalypse?"

Ron sensed something was wrong.

"No, the world that runs parallel to reality is still structured on a deeper level."

"The Great Reboot of the Temple operates on a similar principle."

"The real apocalypse will still come, unless..."

Fiona stared intently at Ron.

"Unless there is a true god who overcomes the difficulties of the past and prevents the origin of everything from happening."

So, this is your plan?
Hearing this, Ron most likely understood Fiona's thoughts.

but……

"That sounds feasible, but ma'am, have you forgotten something?"

"If this method can avert the end of the world, why didn't the gods do it before?"

When faced with this question, Fiona simply held up one finger.

"only."

"The gods are one and the same. Even if they could go back to the past, they would still be the same as before. There would be no additional variables. On the contrary, because they tried to change things, they made mistakes, which caused history to develop in a bad direction."

“But you are different; you are a completely new variable.”

She hadn't even given Ron time to think before she finished speaking.

A hand, radiant with starlight, appeared out of nowhere and gently swept across the pitch-black world.

"Now I'm taking you to find the real body, so don't blink!"

Amidst the surging starlight, the real world seemed like a torn scroll, distorted and mixed, kneaded into a ball by an invisible giant hand.

boom--

The illusory shattering sound exploded in my ears once again.

Feelings of helplessness and loneliness welled up inside Ron, and he felt his body sinking rapidly.

In the deep world where he couldn't distinguish up from down, left from right, or physical coordinates, he saw a slightly dim high wall.

The wall that once separated reality from the apocalypse is no longer as majestic, towering, and indestructible as it was six months ago; instead, it is covered with cracks as fine as hair.

Ron looked up and saw a dazzling star radiating endless divine brilliance.

The speed of sinking increased, and the surrounding world became increasingly empty.

After an unknown amount of time, he returned to the deepest level of the Deep World.

"This is the best we can go; we can't go any further!"

Fiona pressed her palm down, her pale purple eyes gazing at the vast world below.

That is the real reality, the root of the apocalypse, the cornerstone of the "pyramid".

At that moment, Ron finally understood why Fiona had been beaten so badly.

For, according to the Mistress of Mercy, Heliope, who had lost his own essence, transcended the divine level, and become the cornerstone of the world, was there.

At this moment, Fiona sighed and said:

"Alas, I was too careless back then. I wanted to use the remains of the God-King who once held the power of number and logic, combined with my own power, to go back to the past and rewrite everything."

"However, by the time I discovered the existence of the 'foundation' and realized that I could not become a god, it was already too late."

Uh... you didn't just rush in without checking the situation first, did you?

At that moment, a hint of surprise flashed in Ron's eyes.

"Wait, judging from your tone, you're not Fiona in her true form?"

Where is my proud and arrogant grandma?!

Upon hearing this, starlight rippled around her, and Fiona, who was reminiscing about the past, gave her a look that suggested she was mentally challenged.

"Junior, are you crazy? I am Fiona, Fiona is me."

"It's too dangerous down there; you won't be able to see my true form."

Hearing this, Ron tilted his head slightly and said:

"Then how can I save you?"

Could it be possible, as the Mistress of Compassion suggested, to awaken Helioper's conscience?
"Sigh...it's hopeless."

The arrogant senior sighed, his face filled with helplessness and heartache.

"Junior, you should understand what I mean after all I've said."

"To change the past, one must enter the history of the original world, but the instinctive pursuit of divinity will greatly undermine the stability of the plan."

"Therefore, you need one or more baits to distract Him from paying attention to you."

After saying that, she looked at Olivia with her pale purple eyes, and then at herself.

“This is the only way.”

(End of this chapter)