Zeus's grace is higher than the sky

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"Unexpected, yet reasonable."

The two most special variables were the ones who stuffed "junk" files into the folder of the thirteenth Titan.

The two of them flashed and appeared in front of a pink figure in an instant.

"Gentlemen, it's a pleasure to meet you. Why is this gentleman, who exudes a mechanical aura, so aggressive from the start?"

A quirky voice came from her cherry-like lips.

"Come on, nice to meet you. Let's introduce ourselves properly so that we can maintain a friendly and harmonious relationship. My name is Xi Lian, which means ripples in the past. How about that? Easy to remember, right?"

As he spoke, he winked at the relatively benevolent Zeus.

“You’re right, lovely lady. I am Zeus, a visitor from beyond the heavens.”

Seeing that Zeus simply introduced himself to Xilian, it seemed he had no intention of eliminating this additional variable.

"I am Zandal."

However, the tone was still not very friendly.

"Was it this lovely lady who secretly injected extra files into it?"

Zeus turned to look at Zandal, but clearly, the lovely girl in front of her was more attractive to her than the embarrassing project that Zandal had already undertaken.

"What did I do secretly? Xi Lian has no idea. In this world, the only thing I remember is my own name."

Zeus gazed at the beautiful maiden before him.

"Zandar, she is the true answer to the Iron Tomb."

The first cause of life is undoubtedly a profound and transcendent question in this universe composed of destiny, so profound that no one can give a truly convincing answer.

Zandal used the scepter to develop the Iron Tomb project around this proposition. All the calculations were encapsulated within Onpharos, except for this digital life form, which remained at the "interface layer." Her existence was self-evident.

Demyogo, the deleted thirteenth Titan, the true "mind" of the Iron Tomb, and in a sense, the true representative of Fuli in Onphalos.

“As intelligent as you are, yes, she is the answer that has been suspended.”

Sunny, cheerful, and full of enthusiasm, she showed no panic even after losing her memory, and still faced aggressive strangers with positivity. She was too pure, too dazzling. The only thing in the world that can describe such inclusive, warm, passionate, and gentle emotions is love.

Therefore, there must be a corresponding life form.

Although the existence of "mutualism" is disliked by many in the universe, it is undeniable that "balance" exists among all things.

The obvious one that corresponds to such a beautiful and passionate emotion and stands firmly on the other side of the scale is hate. The warmth of love illuminates everything, while the flames of hate burn everything.

That was one of only two special variables in Onpharos: the false savior, the one chosen by Nanuk, and the sun representing destruction—number NeiKos496.

"What a tragic joke. The warrior, whose heart was filled with the desire to protect and save, was consumed by despair and anger in the cycle of reincarnation, and finally turned into hatred that destroyed everything."

Seeing that Zandal and Zeus were ignoring her and talking amongst themselves, Xilian puffed out her little face in dissatisfaction.

"Don't pretend that such a beautiful girl like me doesn't exist, I really will cry for you."

Numbered PhiLia093, the vessel of the Demyo Song, the choice of the star god of memory, Fuli, the fundamental purpose of Zeus and Zandal's journey, the three of them are looking at each other now.

"Hahaha."

Suddenly, Zeus's laughter rang out.

"I've made up my mind, Xi Lian. I like you very much. Come with me."

Xi Lian's cheeks flushed red.

"That's really direct, sir. Is this a marriage proposal? At least start with sweet dates."

"And what's your answer?"

"Although I really wanted to agree right away, whether it was a girl's innate sixth sense or my desire to respond to your passionate feelings, unfortunately, my intuition told me that there were more important things to do."

Xi Lian thought Zeus would give up after hearing her words, but Zeus stretched out his right hand.

"I will help you complete your mission, my lovely Xilian. We will hold a grand wedding and invite everyone to attend."

Unconsciously, Xi Lian stretched out her left hand and placed it on Zeus's right hand. Zeus standing in front of her gave her a feeling she had never had before—that he would definitely fulfill any promise he made.

"Then I entrust everything to you, my future eternity."

A crystal door appeared not far away.

Xi Lian felt the door calling to her. It wasn't the power of some star god, but rather the "self" that had gone through countless reincarnations, the memories of countless reincarnations calling to her.

Zeus led Xilian by the hand and slowly walked towards the door, which was the entrance to Onphalus.

At the last moment before entering the gate, Zeus turned to look at Zandal.

"By the way, Zandal, why did you forget to check the Demyuge?"

Xi Lian's secret writing of data into Demiaoge's folder was ultimately just an extraordinary act; the memories she wrote, though rich in strong emotions, were very fragmented.

However, Zandar is different. He follows the same process in every reincarnation, but the step of checking the Demyogo folder is always forgotten. This is something that Xilian alone cannot do.

Have you forgotten?

Undoubtedly, the loss of regular memories is no accident, and the only one capable of disrupting his memories is a traveler on the path of memory, or even a simple rememberer, who possesses the ability to forget. Such a being is extremely rare in the entire realm of memory, and is the inverted form of memory, its absolute nemesis.

However, Zandal immediately gave up thinking about it.

His goal had been achieved. If he had been as eager for the birth of the Iron Tomb as before, he would have been determined to find out the root cause of his amnesia. But now, with the Venerable One opening up the unknown frontiers and Polka Kakamu disappearing without a trace, nothing mattered anymore. Even the nine bodies and fourteen lines of code could be discarded.

Upon entering Onphalos, memories of countless reincarnations surged forth like a tidal wave. Each past reincarnation cycled through her mind, but Xi Lian's self did not fade in the slightest; instead, it became even more resolute under the onslaught of these memories.

"I haven't been born yet in this cycle of reincarnation."

"But this is the last one."

Chapter 275 A Stroll to the Underworld

After regaining the memories of countless reincarnations, Xilian also remembered Zandal's identity. Zeus, standing beside her, was clearly an extraterrestrial visitor from beyond Onphalus.

Judging from Zandal's obviously respectful attitude towards Zeus, Xi Lian could also sense that Zeus's identity was not simple.

"Seriously, this means I just have to wait to get married, and all I'm looking forward to is the exciting date adventure."

"What's wrong? Isn't this good?"

Xi Lian smiled and shook her head.

"No, it's more like it's wonderful, but..."

Xi Lian was delighted that Zandal had abandoned the creation of the Iron Tomb, but Onpharos was ultimately a digital world simulated by the Scepter System; no matter how realistic it seemed, it was nothing more than a mirage. Although Zandal had promised her that he could transform her and another special variable from digital beings into truly flesh-and-blood beings, what about the others in Onpharos?

With just one glance, Zeus understood Xi Lian's worries. Then, with a wave of his hand, a scene from millions of light-years away appeared before the two of them.

That was the magnificent scene of Tiamat's creation.

"This is the new home I've created for Onpharos. What do you think? Do you like it?"

The last concern vanished, and the last trace of worry on Xi Lian's forehead disappeared.

Looking at the new world before me, with its bright sunshine, flowers, and green grass, it was as beautiful as the Golden Age of Onphalus.

"This is amazing! I can't wait to share this surprise with everyone."

Xi Lian joyfully kissed Zeus.

"So, shall we end Onpharos's journey to the New World here?"

"No, Onphalus still has an unfinished mission."

"Hasn't the creation of the Iron Tomb already become meaningless?"

Bodhidharma has already opened up the boundaries of the "unknown," and Zandal's purpose in creating the Iron Cemetery has been achieved.

The Iron Tomb itself has indeed lost its meaning, but two significant outcomes that arose in order to make the Iron Tomb function are now being watched by the two Star Gods.

"Yes, it's another variable between me and 'hatred,' which represents anger."

Born from the same source (Ompharos), with the same goals, they took completely opposite paths.

On one side is an unbreakable love that has endured through thirty million reincarnations; on the other is a radiant sun forged through thirty million reincarnations. They are, respectively, seeds favored by memory and destruction.

Nanuk and Fuli valued Onfaros highly, and no matter what, they would make sure Onfaros completed the entire process, which was the final closed loop—Rebirth. Only by ending Onfaros's reincarnation during Rebirth could the cycle be properly closed.

Is that so?

A gloomy expression returned to Xi Lian's face.

The people of Onphalus will continue to struggle for another thousand years, and how many will survive when the time of rebirth finally arrives? Even among the powerful demigods, how many will remain at that time?

"No need to worry."

As Zeus strolled leisurely, he led the maiden to the resting place of the dead—the underworld.

"Ereshkigal, I've come to see you!"

Countless gun cages were scattered everywhere, and countless souls slumbered within them—souls destined to be judged and allowed to travel to the new world.

Upon hearing Zeus's voice, the mistress of the Underworld, who was alone, immediately appeared before Zeus.

But seeing Xilian beside Zeus, the originally bright sunshine was clouded with a few more shadows.

In front of outsiders, she still had to maintain the dignity of the mistress of the underworld.

"Cough...cough, what Ereshkigal? Even if you are my husband, you cannot be so rude. I am Ereshkigal, the mistress of the underworld."

Then he struck what he considered a very dignified pose, and immediately used his divine power to create a strong wind, his long golden hair fluttering in the wind, which did indeed give him a mysterious and dignified air.

Zeus suppressed a laugh, while Xi Lian's eyes sparkled.

"Wow, this goddess is so handsome!"

Ereshkigal's overly flattering behavior made it difficult for her to lash out at her future sister.

"So, is Onpharos coming to an end?"

"It'll be a while, so I just came to visit you and introduce you to the new member."

"I'm afraid she's not the only one."

Ereshkigal's tone was unfriendly.

"Let me count them."

Ereshkigal started counting on his fingers in front of Zeus.

"The Split Branch Ceres, the Golden Butterfly Meneta, the Dark Hand Castor, the Demigod of the Gate Tirisippius, the Thunder Knight Seneos, the Iron-Blooded Tyrant Caesar Crydella, and now the ruler of Ohma, the romantic demigod Aglaia, oh right, and that little kitten, and this isn't even over yet, there are already so many."

Faced with Ereshkigal's sharp gaze, Zeus was momentarily at a loss for words.

"This, this..."

Then he stood tall and proud, speaking with self-assurance.

"That's right, everyone is my wings."

When Ereshkigal heard Zeus's words, he slapped his face with one hand.

"I knew it would turn out like this."

"Zeus has other wives too, it seems his life will be quite lively from now on."

There was not a trace of dissatisfaction in his tone; it was full of anticipation and expectation for the future.

"What kind of drug did you give this child?"

Ereshkigal's gaze toward Zeus sharpened even more.

Zeus quickly waved his hand, indicating that it had nothing to do with him; this lovely girl was just like that by nature.

“I’ll have a proper discussion with you later,” Ereshkigal gestured.