Collapse, the Ordinary Daily Life of the Valkyries

Rosalia pursed her lips and looked at the white-haired man over there. With his strength, he didn't need to use their weapons at all. Lilia also added:

"You kid, you're just like your dad."

"A Sheng, if there is anything, you should tell your mother and aunts, don't hide it by yourself."

Xier said earnestly that facing the oppression of so many women, the last king, who was called by a nickname for a while, also felt a little pressured.

However, some people play the good cop, others the bad cop. Mei directly revealed his little tricks to Lin Mengyi:

"You kid, are you planning to use our weapons against the captain?"

This child is just like his mother, unable to hide his emotions, and everything in his mind is written on his face.

"Oh my, it looks like he's still a rebellious son."

Raven looked at the Last King with a playful and sarcastic look, with black feathers floating up and down behind him:

"It seems like you were beaten badly by your father in the past, so you came back crying to us for comfort and a hug."

Kiana rejected him directly:

"No."

"why?"

Kiana's eyes were now completely covered in gold, and just like before, her voice began to tremble:

"Why? Ah Sheng, when will you grow up?"

"Kiana...."

Mei put her arm around her shoulders. The captain's death had always been a painful memory in everyone's mind. They were all involved in the captain's death. Fu Hua knocked on the table.

"A Sheng, you are so ignorant! How could you use this matter to irritate your mother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a low music sounded, and the tall door behind the empty chair facing the main door began to open little by little.

Clinging to it, rejecting everything, the wall of thorns is now slowly receding. In the past, neither thunder nor fire could hurt it at all.

The wall of thorns exists to prevent anyone from entering the Tree of Imaginary Numbers.

Suddenly, the thorns on the giant gate that were slowly retreating suddenly bloomed into scarlet roses, and the thorny vines crushed three falling iris petals.

As the Herrscher of Consciousness sneered, ripples appeared in the teacup in front of Fu Hua, and her suddenly shrinking pupils were reflected in the bottom of the celadon cup.

When the gold in Kiana's eyes spread over her irises, tiny imaginary cubes exploded in the air, cutting the white mist exhaled by Lillia when she screamed into ice crystal fragments.

A withered and dead air overflowed from the crack in the door, but it didn't last long before flowing back into the door.

A pair of white hands with porcelain-like cracks on their skin were placed in the crack of the door. The creaking sound of the door being slowly pushed open echoed in the small hall.

The slender remains of the Origin, the Fire King Sword piercing through the body, and the short crimson hair were hung on the crystal purple tree tendrils.

The treebeard shattered, and the bound god fell. He climbed up from the ground, and his cracked arms glowed with a crystal purple light.

He stretched out his hand and grasped the Fire King Sword in front of his chest, pulled it out with force, and then raised it high. As he moved, the imaginary magic ring and the mark of the Thirteen Rulers on his chest all lit up.

Thirteen Herrscher cores formed an Ouroboros totem on the dome. Gold dust like star sand oozed from the cracks on his chest, and every step he took left burning feather-like patterns on the obsidian ground.

The imaginary law rose from behind him, transforming into a majestic and sacred distant song, resounding in this holy place of all living beings. The next second, he turned his head:

"Cause and effect, regression, the perfect circle and the most stable triangle, are the essential manifestations of the law of imaginary numbers. You have ignored my words."

"Are you trying to say you didn't turn a deaf ear to it, or are you planning to go straight to the boss battle?"

Dragging the tattered remains of the Origin, He moved to the empty chair facing the door and sat down.

To the Last King, the man before him was not only his biological father, but also the human incarnation of the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, who had descended through the body of the Origin Herrscher. He was like an external incarnation that existed to help him.

"Father didn't say I couldn't look for Mother and the others."

"But I said, you can't embarrass your mother and the others, and you can't embarrass your mother and the others either."

Then Gao Su's left hand lit up with a dazzling flame and smashed towards him heavily. Without dodging, the Last King dodged the attack by moving sideways.

The flames exploded just past the Last King's ears, the heat blowing off the silver ring holding his hair. As his hair fell, he saw the blood dripping from Gao Su's fingers, being licked by the flames and transformed into a golden-red mist.

The last queen stepped back, plowing scorch marks on the ground. The quantum entangled fluorescence at the ends of her hair collided with the primordial fire in her father's palm, forming a collapsing singularity, which then shattered into light and shadow.

These fragments of light and shadow flickered in the imaginary tide, like fireflies about to be swallowed by the waves.

After this attack, the imaginary magic rings and the Herrscher's mark on the remains of the Origin's body dimmed a little. Seeing this, the women looked at Gao Su worriedly:

"captain!"

Kiana looked at Gao Su, who was sitting in the main seat, in confusion. In the past, the door to the interior of the Tree of Imaginary Numbers had always been blocked by thorns that rejected everything, and even she could not take a step forward. Until today, the door opened on its own. Did he do something in the past?

The moonlight seemed to be folded into corners by some force, cutting out a galaxy of flowing stardust between the father and son.

This was the innate domain that the Last King had from the moment he was born from Kiana's body, and he had been able to develop it to this extent silently.

"So that door of yours can actually be opened, you stinky old man! How could you let my mother and aunt be widows for so many years?"

Hearing the same tone of voice as when she called Siegfried "stinky dad", Kiana pursed her lips. She felt like she should say something, but Mei held her back.

"Because I am indeed dead. My presence here is only due to the efforts of your mother and the others. As for the term 'living widow' you used, it's not wrong."

The crystal chandelier cast a mottled halo on the dome. Kiana's fingertips unconsciously stroked the dark pattern of the Heavenly Fire Judgement on her waist, and the sparks condensed in the metal indentations flickered in her palm.

"A Sheng, your father is not wrong!"

Kiana walked over to Gao Su's side. No, everyone walked over to Gao Su's side and looked at the Last King over there:

"Isn't that right? This is what is called fate!"

Rebellious children and helpless parents are the most true portrayals of Gao Su and Kiana at this moment.

“You don’t know what fate is until you know what destiny is.”

"Don't you think it's ridiculous what fate itself said?"

Every time Gao Su opened his mouth, his son would rebel against him. Until he stood up, the last king said:

"I will use my own way to resist fate. Let's meet again in the past! Father!"

After saying this, he turned into tiny starlight and dissipated. Gao Su inserted the Fire King Sword back into his chest and let out a light breath:

"It's really hard to deal with. Your bad temper is just like your mother's when she was young."

Then he turned his head and looked at the girls, an apologetic look on his face:

"I'm so sorry for letting you see me looking so ugly."

"But, Captain..."

Just as Kiana was about to speak, she saw a crystal purple thread completely wrapping up Him from the portal:

"It's okay, continue with your business. Who knows, this time, we might have a different ending. The addition of an Origin Herrscher is the best proof of that."

Volume 2: Traveling the Galaxy: Chapter 63: What Happened on Yarilo VI

just now.

On a planet called Yalilo VI.

The moment he saw Xier, a strange piece of knowledge emerged in Xing's mind, which made him laugh and speak.

"White silk high-slit swimsuit, tsk tsk."

Zheng!

The terrifying scythe instantly cut towards Xing's neck. Xier did not hesitate at all when she said she would start.

The bat, emitting electric light, blocked the sickle. The huge force made Xing's arm numb. Suddenly, his expression became solemn and his eyes were sharp. He said:

"I was just complimenting you on your good looks."

Xier, a girl with long purple hair, looked at the gray-haired man in front of her with a strange look in her eyes and said carelessly:

"Really? I'm not well educated, so don't lie to me."

Dan Heng suddenly said:

"Do you know about star cores?"

"Star core? What is that? A new energy source?"

These words made Dan Heng fall silent for a moment. A person's instinctive answer when relaxing largely corresponds to his true heart. It seems that Dihuo also does not know the information about the star core.

"What is your status in the underground fire?"

Xier put away the sickle, carried it on her shoulder, twisted her waist and looked at the three people in front of her who she thought were a little bit crazy:

"What's wrong with the double-flowered red stick of Earth Fire?"

When Xing Jiang was about to leave, Dr. Natasha handed him a note to Xier:

"Who is the boss? We were introduced by Dr. Natasha and want to talk to the boss of Dihuo."

It turned out that they were looking for the person who was in charge. Thinking of this, Xier scratched her hair and felt that a few more hairs had fallen out. She looked at the three people in front of her:

"I heard a Silvermane Guard has arrived in the Lower City. Is that you?"

"No, we came to the lower city from the upper city to avoid being hunted by the Silver Mane Iron Guard. We have something to discuss with the leader of the Underfire."

Seeing that it was not a Silvermane Guard, and that the person was being hunted by the Silvermane Guard in the Upper City, Xier hesitated for a moment before replying readily:

"Okay, then I'll take you to meet Uncle Oleg. He's very knowledgeable and might know something about that... star core you're talking about!"

"Ok."

Perhaps because of Dr. Natasha's note, Seele did not make things difficult for them until they passed an area where Bronya Rand was stopped by a group of wanderers:

"Hey, what a delicate girl! You don't look like someone from the lower city. Could you be a young lady from upstairs who came down to play?"

"Look at that fair-skinned girl! Come and have some fun with us, and let us show you the fun of downtown!"

"She smells even better than the girls in our downtown area! I haven't seen a girl like her in ages!"

Bronya Rand pursed her lips as she looked at the people in the lower city who were verbally harassing her.

"Do you disregard the laws of Beloberg?"

The group of wanderers sneered at her words.

"Law? The laws of your upper city don't apply to the people of our lower city! Girl, in this lower city, I advise you to be obedient and suffer less!"

Just as the three were discussing how to deal with the crisis facing the daughter of the Great Guardian, a familiar voice sounded in their ears:

"Ladies and brothers, don't just stand by and watch! This matter must not be made a big deal. Otherwise, if it gets out of hand, I won't be able to explain it to anyone, from above or below!"

"What? Are you scared?"

Sanyueqi looked at Sangbo with disdain. He looked down upon his daring behavior of not taking responsibility for what he did. Sangbo clasped his hands together:

"Help Sambo! Please!"

"Shut up, Sambo. You can't escape responsibility for this. 'Dihuo' has a lot of troubles to deal with right now. Do you really have to add to the chaos at this time?"

Xier glanced at him, and seemed very dissatisfied with this matter:

"It seems that the young lady from Uptown is in some trouble. This is your fault."

Then he looked at the wanderer over there:

"Hey, you guys, how dare you act so recklessly on my territory? You've forgotten the rules. Do you want to die?"

Seeing that it was Xier, the group of homeless people who bullied the weak and feared the strong became intimidated. After spitting twice in disgrace, they chose to leave.

"Tsk, it's the big sister, she's gone, gone, what bad luck, how could I run into her."

"Did you kidnap me and bring me underground just to humiliate me? What other intentions do you have? What are your motives?"

Bronya breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the people here were reasonable and not all arrogant.

"Oh, 'what's her intention'... How refreshing! She thinks she's still the top lady."

"It's comfortable to be on the ground, right? Do you know what's happening underground? Have you ever considered the lives of the people down there?"

Bronya was clearly angry at Seele's sarcasm, as could be seen from the rising and falling medal ribbon on her chest:

"The Silvermane Guard aren't just 'comfortable' above ground. They're constantly battling enemies, defending Beloberg from monsters... protecting everyone above and below."

In response to this, Xier scratched his head:

"Hey, Ge Laozi, you're talking better than you can sing. What are you protecting underground? You've mobilized all the Iron Guards up there, blocking the upper and lower passages. To put it nicely, isn't it to protect the so-called city builders?"