Is Kiana in Onphalos?

Essentially, it's like having a fishing rod, casting the line, and then waiting for a fish to bite.

Even something like this is still relatively conservative.

After all, some games' fishing rods can be used for more than just fishing! They can also be used to catch other things.

Although strictly speaking, like the food critic's tablecloth, it's not very useful, it's still quite fun to play with.

So Kiana figured she had nothing better to do, so she borrowed it back.

The goods arrived but were not opened; they were simply placed in the system email.

Anyway, the system email is convenient and portable, like a personal treasure trove that no one can take away.

Kiana did indeed use it as a warehouse.

Just take it out and use it when you need it!

After all, she really enjoys collecting and hoarding things. I may not use them, but I can't live without them.

As for the gourmet tablecloth, she naturally handed it over to the Golden Descendants so that everyone could use it together; it could be considered shared property.

It's rare, but it's nothing special.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Kiana suddenly noticed that Polycia and Sylvia were blinking their cute eyes and looking at her strangely.

She couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The two sisters' eyes were equally moist, as if they were flowing with emotion, like autumn water rippling.

They all stared longingly at Kiana.

This charm is simply irresistible!

"So, people whose consciousness has dissipated cannot be resurrected?" Xia Die said, finding it somewhat difficult to understand.

"But Kiana, if necessary, Cenatos can piece together the scattered consciousness and bring that person back. So, it was all a lie?" Polycia said, indicating that she hadn't done that. Could it be that her inherited memories were wrong?

"..." Kiana was silent.

Suddenly, she clenched her fist and slammed it against her other hand. Oh right! This is Onpharos!

That's fine.

Kiana suddenly remembered that the whole world is made up of data, like computers. Even if you clear all your browsing history and completely delete all your data, there are ways to recover it all.

Therefore, strictly speaking, every piece of data is essentially data. The physical body is data, consciousness is data, and death is not even deletion, but rather another form of data existence.

So-called resurrection, isn't it just a matter of transferring money from one hand to the other?

It seems simpler now?

"And, Kiana-neechan."

Polycia placed her hands obediently on her knees, her hands folded together. She looked down slightly at Kiana, who was still clinging to the armrests of her wheelchair, and looked up at her with her eyes slightly raised.

"Although demigods are different from Titans, in some ways they are no different from Titans."

"Therefore! Perhaps those fallen demigods you are looking for still exist in this world, and you don't need to go to the past."

She pointed out.

"Especially demigods like the ocean, earth, and sky, who are the three pillars, are destined to eventually merge into Onpharos and become the corresponding will of the ocean, earth, or sky."

"Although they may be dormant or scattered in various places, if you go to the deepest part of the ocean, the bottom of the earth, or the highest point of the sky... you should be able to see them."

Upon hearing this, Xia Die couldn't help but remind him, "The demigods of the sky have not yet been born."

However, she continued, "But the demigoddess of the ocean, Miss Hazel, perhaps that is indeed a direction."

Even if a demigod dies, he will still be a pillar of the world. Or perhaps, in his original intention, the demigod took over the flame so that he could take the weight of the world in place of the Titans before the rebirth.

So, I'm afraid that before that true creation truly arrives, they don't experience any real death.

It's more like they were originally, they still had their own physical form and their own self, but more importantly, they were integrated with the rules, and merged with the Dao.

Use everything you have to mend this broken world.

That makes perfect sense.

“Every demigod, or every Titan, represents a law.”

"Then, Heather became the will of the ocean, calming it down, and even resisting the Kuroshio from the ocean's perspective."

Kiana thought thoughtfully.

“Crydela is a demigoddess of the law. It is said that she has disappeared without a trace, perhaps also becoming a symbol of the law and merging into the rules of Onphalus.”

"Although she is hard to find... I'm afraid she hasn't disappeared either."

Text: 040. Lai Gushi: The paper jumped up and slapped me.

"Speaking of which, Kiana-neechan..."

"Ok?"

"Why are you only thinking about that demigod named Heather and Crydra?"

Polycia blinked, innocently noticing the blind spot.

"It seems there were other demigods who sacrificed themselves in the past?"

"..." Xia Die looked at Kiana with a subtle expression.

Kiana coughed lightly twice.

Although she never hid her liking for girls, nor did she hide her greed.

But at this moment, she still felt a little embarrassed as Polycia looked at her with innocent, childlike eyes.

"I was just giving an example."

"I will also resurrect the other Golden Blood."

Kiana quickly changed the subject.

"But if that's the case, then I really don't need to go back to that point in time."

"In this way, even if Lai Gushi discovers some clues because of the current implementation of the Sacred Mark Project, he won't be too wary. At that time, I will be more confident in giving him and Iron Tomb a big surprise."

She thought of this.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"If they saw their own paper, suddenly jumped up, and slapped themselves in the face, they would definitely be completely dumbfounded."

"Right?"

I want to watch it! I love to watch it!

"Hey Hey Hey……"

Kiana couldn't help but let out a strange laugh.

"..." Xiaodie.

"..." Polycia.

The two sisters looked at each other, and then they both saw helplessness and a hint of doting in each other's eyes.

He looked at Kiana again, as if he doted on her. His eyes were full of affection.

Somewhere in Onphalus.

Black Calamity floated silently in the air. White Calamity came up behind him, and he slowly turned around.

"You...have come..."

"Yes, I'm coming."

"I... already know why you've come..." Hei'e continued to speak haltingly and with great difficulty.

Bai E nodded firmly, raised his hand, and gently placed it on his heart, saying with certainty, "You know why I'm here!"

"You are me, and I am you. Even though I don't have the memories of countless reincarnations, what you want to do most right now is also what I want to do most right now!"

Black E: "..."

"Well... since that's the case..."

Hei E came to Bai E, threw away Qin Chen in his hand, and handed Xi Lian's ritual sword to Bai E in reverse.

"bring it on……"

"Accept...all of me..."

Bai'e picked up the ceremonial sword, looked at Hei'e who had his arms outstretched and was wide open, and nodded solemnly.

The sword, which was meant to be a ceremonial object, was now incredibly sharp.

Bai E stabbed it directly into Hei E's chest.

All of a sudden!

Black E is like a balloon that has been inflated to its limit.

Now! A massive leak.

Countless lights, countless shadows! The power of countless sparks! Like flowing fire, it seemed to dissipate.

And indeed! Following the endless stream of memories, like a torrent! They filed into Bai E!

"Heh—Ah ...

Bai E roared in agony.

Even their handsome faces now appear somewhat ferocious.

But he must persevere.

He could have simply won without lifting a finger, waiting for Kiana to finish everything, and then, like the other Golden Blood members, helped with the Stigmata Project.

But! He refused.

Even if Bai E was just speculating, making excuses for himself by saying that the implementation of the Holy Mark Project would take time, and that he could fight for this world, in reality, he just wanted to vent, to vent his nameless anger, to vent his furious will!

perhaps.

Even in endless cycles of reincarnation.

Every time, it resets!

Even so, it still cannot wash away the pain and torment that this individual, named Bai E, suffered in the cycle of reincarnation.

Perhaps, even with each blank period and each return to the beginning, like the rings of a tree, traces will remain, etched into the deepest recesses of our origin!

Time can be reversed.

However, life cannot be relived.

Xi Lian is in the cycle of reincarnation every time, but she also transcends the cycle of reincarnation.

And isn't Bai E the same?

It is said that each time is a new beginning for him.

But even when they are reborn, the data that forms the foundation is the same! They are still the same original him!

"I am your past... the embers of the past..."

The fire within his body was rapidly diminishing.

Without this heavy burden, Hei'er's words became much more fluent and gentle.

His body, like shattered porcelain, began to collapse, crack, and finally dissipate into dust and debris.

"You are my future... you are the hope of the future..."

The fire-stealer stretched out his hand, as if to touch the face of another version of himself, as if reaching out to touch that touch of redemption.

"Kiana... a variable. Sister... we've finally waited for this..."

"But that's not enough!"

"Ah, yes!" Bai E frantically digested the power of the fire seed, digesting all the memories.

He grinned, his smile somewhat fierce.

The power of memory was equivalent to all the data that constituted Black Evil. As he absorbed it, Black Evil was also disappearing at an accelerated pace.