What should I do if the hero is resurrected in the Monster Girl Encyclopedia?

Chapter 128 Divine Blessing Mecha Heavenly Bow Rises Through the Sky
With the blessing of extensive knowledge, it is put into use.

The blessing of deep sleep is activated.

The scan data has been linked to the "Resurrected Saint" archives.

The database has been updated, and the entry "Arm Armor - Right - Function Unknown" has been created.

Structural material analysis has been completed. The proportions of the constituent alloys have been recorded.

Magic circuit mapping is complete. Core rune functionality has been logged.

Data integration complete. The associated tactical simulation module generates potential response plans.

Import the dream simulation training environment.

The number of training sessions... is endless.

"...Why would the blessings of the gods of wisdom and dreams be bestowed upon a mechanical creation that doesn't even possess a mind?"

Hiolitta lifted her sunglasses, her eyes filled with disbelief. "Wow... that's not all. Let me count... forging, sun, moon and stars, harvest, thunder... Lord Mirad, this seems a bit difficult to handle."

How difficult is it to deal with?

Mirad asked, but his actions were without hesitation. He suddenly raised his arm, and a blade of light extended from his arm armor, slashing at the massive mech with speed beyond visual perception!

Based on his experience, he judged that such a huge body would result in an excessively large area to be hit, making it difficult to avoid his extremely fast attacks, which is a common sense principle in physics.

but…

Pantelekia moved.

Its evasion did not rely on amazing explosive power or strange movements, but simply shifted to the side, precisely and simply by an inch.

The whistling light blade grazed almost the edge of its breastplate, striking the empty space behind it without leaving even a scratch.

"Well, that's how difficult it is to deal with."

Siolitta spread her hands, “If I’m not mistaken… this thing uses the blessing of the God of Wisdom to collect data and intelligence, and then uses the dream field provided by the God of Dreams to deduce… the result is that Lord Mirad’s swing power, speed and angle are completely controlled! And this doesn’t even take into account the blessings of other gods… wow, this is simply cheating.”

"Stop talking, be careful to avoid it. I can't guarantee that I can completely intercept this one."

The warning from Ebola and the piercing whistle arrived simultaneously.

Almost the instant Mirad's light blade missed its mark, an arrow modeled after the Holy Sword tore through the air once more, precisely locking onto his head.

Before the arrow even arrived, the killing intent already sent a chill down his spine.

The golden defensive magic solidified once more, but this time Obora faced not only the arrows of the Holy Sword, but also the synchronized attacks of the Valkyries working in perfect coordination!
The hastily released defensive magic was already at its limit after the arrows had lost most of their magic power. Under such circumstances, it was even more fragile than paper when surrounded by Valkyries, and would be completely destroyed with the slightest touch.

Almost simultaneously, Pantelekia's attack erupted. Its beast-like, reverse-jointed legs snapped into a crouch, its massive body displaying an agility disproportionate to its size.
Instead of a direct collision, his silver arm armor unfolded, spewing out a torrent of pure magic power condensed under high pressure. It was not a wide-area coverage, but rather like several indestructible blue spears of light, sealing off all possible footholds for Mirad to dodge after Opola's defensive barrier broke!
...Another prediction that was frighteningly accurate.

“Split up. Siolitta, you go and get Rielmegel to lay down his arms. I'll deal with Pantelekia. As for Obora…”

Mirad's left side was completely covered by the blue magical torrent sprayed by Pantelekia. Almost instantly, his flesh and blood were evaporated by the extreme heat, along with the hastily formed defensive magic!
"Opola, you go and deal with the remaining Valkyries."

"Hehehe, so you've saved the toughest nut for yourself, Lord Mirad? Don't worry, I won't lay a finger on your old flame~"

Hiolitta put her sunglasses back on, flapped her wings, and took flight, kicking up swirling dust.

…Milad sensed that she was somewhat impatient. Consuming the magic power within his body, the missing half of his left side grew back in an instant. With a glimmer of hope, Milad looked at his left middle finger… Sure enough, the ring-shaped mark left by Hyolita on it did not perish along with the flesh, but stubbornly grew on the new flesh.

"You really have a way to solve this lump of iron?"

Obora frowned as she looked at Mirad's newly grown left side, her skin as delicate as a newborn's.

The clothes were also engulfed by the magical light, and the newly grown torso was naturally unclothed.

Realizing what she had seen, Eborah paused, blushed, and looked away.

No... Don't think about such things in this situation...!
"At this point, we have no choice but to give it a try."

Mirad's voice was remarkably calm, as if he weren't the one whose body had just been half-evaporated and instantly regenerated. The newly grown skin on his left side was almost transparent, and the muscle tissue and blood vessels beneath it were still rapidly consuming magic to solidify and weave.

He ignored the excruciating pain in his body and the instant blush on Obola's cheeks, and temporarily put Rielmegel in the sky out of his mind.

Mirad was eager to know how the girl had gotten to this point... but unfortunately, his entire being was now locked on Pantelekia.

This mecha is a very difficult opponent.

Based on its current performance, the blessing of the God of Wisdom should have granted it absolutely accurate intelligence and data that can be updated and iterated at any time, while the blessing of the God of Dreams provides almost unlimited room for trial and error... Any conventional attack has already been deciphered thousands of times in its dream simulations before it is even launched.

...and this may still be the case when it has not yet activated the protection of other gods.

"...Don't lose."

Obora spoke softly, her eyes filled with pleading. Her furry claws gripped Mirard's clothes, and amplifying magic flowed from her hands... Mirard did not resist. "Please... don't die before you pass judgment on me."

"Ah."

The second shot...did not cause any effective damage.

But the aftershocks of the magical bombardment forced him to move, leading him into a trap set by Pantelekia.

Then... having lost half his body in the stream of magical light, he began to regenerate frantically... If someone saw that terrifying scene for the first time, they would definitely think it was some kind of forbidden magic, and the truth was pretty much the same.

Without the slightest hesitation, Rielmegel's slender fingers had already touched the bowstring, and the third arrow, constructed from divine magic, began to materialize.

However, just a fraction of a second before the bowstring was fully drawn and the arrow was about to leave the bow...

A sense of dread, stemming from angelic instinct and almost freezing her soul, suddenly pierced her brain.

At the edge of her perception field of vision, she caught a blurry trajectory that was almost blended into the light and shadow. The distance of several thousand meters was nothing more than a moment to that trajectory, as if space itself had been silently cut open with a crack!
Without any room for thought, she surrendered her body entirely to the instinct for battle. Rielmegel's drawing of the bow was abruptly interrupted; the half-formed arrow of the holy sword disintegrated into specks of light, which she then reabsorbed. Instead, the Valkyrie instinctively drew her true holy sword from her waist and unleashed a condensed, circular slash of light from below!
A piercing metallic clang exploded.

The holy sword struck something extremely hard, and the recoil from it made her entire arm go numb.

Only then did Rielmegel truly see the attackers.

The woman with the strange sunglasses and flapping wings, who for some reason seemed unusually close to him, was hovering in front of her... so close that she could almost feel her breath.

And this Lilim's fingers were gently pinching the blade of the holy sword she was swinging... which was also the source of the metallic clang just now!

Siolitta tilted her head, her sunglasses reflecting the light of the holy sword, making it impossible for the Valkyrie to see her eyes, only a playful smile appeared on her lips.

"Hmm... Miss Rielmegel, right? Although you probably don't know who I am... I know everything about your story with Lord Mirad, you know? I think we could talk for a very, very long time..."

(End of this chapter)