Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Forget it, no matter how much Pandora causes trouble, she won't destroy the entire planet. The most urgent task is to stop Wilpa from waking up.

However, just as the ancient serpent lowered its head to consider its next move, it couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the message carved on the stone slab beneath the tip of its spear.

"Thank you for your teachings, Father. I will remember them forever. The mysteries of the soul, the gates to the source, have been opened to me. So, I must live well. We will meet again. When I return to your side, I will fulfill my filial duty..."

All of the preceding was nothing more than a threat and intimidation of the father's departure and the daughter's laughter. The ancient serpent could imagine how this woman of calamity, while outwardly smiling, must have been seething with rage inside.

The ancient snake curled its lip, unconvinced.

The saying goes, "The more debts you have, the less you worry; the more lice you have, the less they itch."

He's already in too much trouble, and he doesn't care if Pandora comes after him later.

Anyway, now that Pandora can't stand him, she can't get rid of him, which is the most pleasing thing.

As Samael thought of this, the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up.

But as the ancient snake's peripheral vision fell upon the signature at the end, the expression on his face instantly froze.

"...Your beloved daughter—Justine von Einzbern..."

At the same time, thousands of miles away.

Among the fleeing crowd, a silver-haired, red-eyed girl stopped and, as if sensing something, turned to look at the battlefield between heaven and hell.

On the chaotic sea, a blazing white band of light, stretching from heaven to earth, resembled a magnificent crown, beautiful and dazzling.

Fill it to the brim, fill it to the brim, fill it to the brim, fill it to the brim.

Repeat over and over again, the next number is five.

The silver-haired beauty picked up a crystal chip that was as golden and jade-like as gold, reflecting the starry sky. As she murmured silently, a joyful smile curved her lips.

By gathering spiritual particles and filling the cup to the brim, one can use this as a wedge to chisel open the hole in the world and knock on the door of the origin...

The highest quality spiritual particles are undoubtedly the souls of heroes and gods.

That's it, that's it.

What an interesting presentation...

It seems like I won't be bored for a long time to come.

A silver-haired beauty, ever-changing like an infant, a young girl, or a noblewoman, lightly touches her cherry-red lips with her slender white fingertips, and a captivating smile blooms with joy.

Boom!

Just as the silver-haired beauty was lost in thought, a series of muffled thunderclaps erupted in the sky, tearing open a narrow slit, and the phantom of a small-scale gate to heaven slowly emerged.

"Holy! Holy!"

Several powerful angels and archangels, who had leaped through the spatial rift, sang hymns of praise and brandished flaming giant axes and greatswords as they swooped down toward the retreating crowd.

"Lance, runes, grant me strength!"

Fortunately, at that moment, dozens of Valkyries who were escorting the refugees arrived and ensured that the ordinary people who had been frightened could escape safely.

The silver-haired beauty, awakened by the panicked crowd, frowned slightly in displeasure.

Ugh, this is such a hassle. Looks like I'll have to stay even further away.

Immediately, the silver-haired beauty turned her head and looked behind her with a faint, ethereal voice, a playful smile that was full of profound meaning.

I'm really looking forward to our next meeting. Once I've grasped the secrets of the origin, I'll definitely "love" you dearly, Father.

"Ah!"

On the ruined walls of the Persian capital, a seasoned workaholic who had been urgently transferred here from Thermopylae via the Rainbow Bridge suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but sneeze loudly.

I wonder which bastard is talking about me behind my back again. Surely I'm not being too sensitive?

"Are you alright, Samael? Do you want to rest for a bit?"

The Celtic queen, reeking of blood and fire, casually tossed a wine jug over, gesturing for her old friend to relax while kindly offering a reminder.

"Don't worry, it's a minor issue. The important business is more important!"

Samael rubbed his itchy nose, immediately composed himself, and solemnly pondered to Boudica.

"The gods of the Persian and Roman pantheons have already descended, and Ares will arrive soon. Leave this to them. You immediately take those goblins and come with me to Avalon! We'll discuss the details on the way!"

"it is good!"

Although the Celtic Queen was unaware of the situation, out of trust, she immediately nodded solemnly and rose to summon the fairies of the six major clans to gather at the city gates. They would prepare to build a great altar and then leap across the Rainbow Bridge.

"Oh, and make sure no one is left out!"

After much deliberation, Samael added another reminder.

Conventional morality and laws are simply ineffective in restraining this group of lawless, fun-loving demons.

Many of their actions are not for profit at all, but simply for fun and interest.

Therefore, these little things are the most difficult variables to control. Even Samael cannot predict their thought processes, let alone ensure that they will obey.

In addition, according to my memory, in a certain skewed part of history, it was the slack of the six fairy clans that led to the destruction of the entire surface civilization by the white giant.

Therefore, Samael was inevitably somewhat paranoid about the six great fairy clans.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp..."

Just as the ancient serpent was feeling troubled, a shadow fell from above, and a cute, innocent voice entered its ears.

"Yes, that's right, and you too, Cornunos, come along."

Samael turned around leisurely, smiled and greeted the furry creature standing behind the city wall, the gloom on his face vanishing because of the warm and peaceful aura.

Forget it, let's take a step by step.

Just as the ancient serpent lost its focus, three verdant pillars of light shot into the sky one after another, merging into a giant tree that grew from the abyss and amidst the stars.

In an instant, the earth shook violently, tectonic plates shifted, the hazy sea surface was washed away, and the scattered world gradually merged into one under the pull of the light band.

Maya, Rome, Greece!

So quickly, three places have already completed the construction of the Great Altar and the integration of civilizations towards the World Tree?

Samael felt much better after his frustration subsided, but he was also a little apprehensive about the reactions of the other gods.

Meanwhile, inside the Qin Dynasty palace, a handsome middle-aged man, dressed in a black, cloud-patterned, wide-sleeved robe, wearing a crown that reaches the heavens, with a prominent physique, long eyes, a fierce-looking chest, and a jackal-like voice, sat before a desk. He exuded an imposing aura without anger, and his extreme sense of oppression and unyielding demeanor inspired a sense of awe and reverence in everyone.

Then, the man lowered his red eyes and looked at the fluorite in the box. As time passed, his brows furrowed more and more. Tamamo-no-Mae, who was still smiling, felt her facial muscles slowly stiffening.

"Interesting. You brought this, woman?"

However, unexpectedly, the Emperor of Qin, behind the table, suddenly raised his extremely thin lips, outlining a meaningful smile, and played with the fluorite in his hand with great interest.

Above, a line of small seal script is clearly engraved.

"When the First Emperor died, the land was divided; the one who destroyed Qin was Hu!"

Chapter 220 Mending the Sky with One Hand! (1/4)

Inside the royal palace of the Great Qin Dynasty, the mercury-like luster flowed and surged, and clusters of mercury split and took shape, transforming into sharp swords hanging above the palace, creating a sense of danger and high technology.

Tamamo-no-Mae felt a chill run down her spine, shrank her neck, and then bowed slightly in a solemn response.

"Your Majesty, this item was indeed presented by me. It concerns a calamity for the Great Qin."

The First Emperor's fingertips caressed the fluorite, and a strange, inexplicable sensation arose spontaneously. That uncontrollable resonance caused the monarch, seated high on his throne, to furrow his brow and his tone to become increasingly serious.

"Our Great Qin swept across the six kingdoms and unified the world. From south to north, from east to west, all under heaven is the king's land, and all within the borders are the king's subjects! Now we are thriving, so where does this calamity come from? Do you know that witchcraft and prophecies are a great taboo for a king!"

The Book of Changes says, "The dragon that soars too high will regret it; fullness cannot last long. The way of Heaven is that Yin and Yang are in order. When Yang reaches its extreme, Yin is born. When things reach their peak, they decline. This is the normal state."

The same principle applies to the land of the Nine Provinces: what is united will eventually divide, and what is divided will eventually unite; prosperity inevitably leads to disaster. The Zhou Dynasty, ruled by King Wu, lasted eight hundred years, the longest reign, yet where are its nine tripods now? The Shang Dynasty, which ruled for five hundred years, has long since turned its capital, Chaoge, into a mound of dust.

Tamamo-no-Mae spoke solemnly, and even when facing the ruler of Qin, she remained calm and composed, speaking eloquently. Her sincere feelings were mixed with helplessness, and her words were quite insightful.

The First Emperor's expression softened slightly. He examined the jade altar in the courtyard for a moment, a half-smile on his face.

"A fox with nine tails is an auspicious sign for the world. Fox, when have you come to bring bad news instead of good news? Very well, the Great Qin has no powerful enemies outside and no internal turmoil. Now tell me, what is the meaning of this statement?"

Clearly, this Emperor of Qin had already seen through Tamamo-no-Mae's true form.

"The Hu are people beyond the reach of civilization, stars beyond the heavens! The mortal enemies of the Great Qin, the sworn enemies of the world, are not in the universe, but beyond the stars. They are the Star Gods, the extraterrestrial demons. The calamity of Kunlun is only the beginning!"

Tamamo-no-Mae's bright eyes flickered slightly as she slowly spoke, her tone deep and solemn.

Is the Kunlun calamity just the beginning?

The First Emperor's pupils contracted slightly, and his gaze became fixed.

A day ago, a monstrous aberration surged down from Kunlun, crashing against the Great Wall on the border. Countless Qin soldiers were killed or wounded. When the battle report reached the Epang Palace, even the First Emperor found it hard to believe.

That was 300,000 elite troops led by Meng Tian! And they almost couldn't stop these monsters!

"Does Your Majesty know that such a calamity is a great catastrophe for all living beings in this world, and it has existed since ancient times!"

Just as the First Emperor was frowning in thought, Tamamo-no-Mae dropped another bombshell, slowly unfurling a yellowed ancient scroll before him.

The image depicts a goddess with a human head and a snake's body, mending a crack in the sky with one hand, and below it is a line of oracle bone script.

"In ancient times, Pangu separated heaven and earth, and the sun, moon, and stars each performed their duties. The four seas were unified, and all was in harmony. Unexpectedly, the sun lost its color, meteorites fell from the sky, and the heavens and earth were shattered. The pillars of heaven broke, the earth's axis was broken, the four poles collapsed, the nine provinces were torn apart, the sky could not fully cover the earth, and the earth could not fully support it. Fire raged uncontrollably, and waters surged endlessly. Fierce beasts devoured the people, and birds of prey seized the old and weak. Then, Nuwa refined five-colored stones to mend the sky, cut off the legs of a giant tortoise to support the four poles, killed a black dragon to save Ji Province, and piled up reed ash to stop the flood. The sky was mended, the four poles were set right; the flood dried up, Ji Province was at peace; the cunning insects died, and the people lived; they turned their backs on the square land and embraced the round sky."

A meteorite fell from the sky, and Nuwa mended the heavens!

A thunderbolt struck the First Emperor's mind, his pupils contracted sharply, and he suddenly realized the truth.

The earth-shattering disasters of the Chinese divine era have such secrets that it is simply unbelievable.

"This is one of the original versions of the Classic of Mountains and Seas. It was secretly preserved through the Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties after the Five Emperors, including Emperor Zhuanxu, severed the connection between heaven and earth and the separation between humans and gods..."

Tamamo-no-Mae spoke slowly and calmly, her expression solemn, her eyes filled with a clarity that had been washed away from her allure.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas was originally a combination of illustrations and text. Moreover, what she had was indeed the original she brought from the royal families of the Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties. She was telling the truth.

As for the content shown above, sorry, that's not her responsibility, since she didn't write it anyway.

In fact, this was naturally written by Samael. The description of "Nuwa Mending the Sky" in the Classic of Mountains and Seas is vague. This original text is mainly from "Huainanzi: Lanmingxun", and is interspersed with some records from other sources.

Furthermore, according to Samael, the early story of Nuwa mending the sky had no connection with Gonggong touching the mountain. Even in the "Lanmingxun" chapter of the Huainanzi, there are no keywords such as Gonggong, Zhurong, or Buzhou Mountain. The reasons for the collapse of the sky and the sinking of the earth are not clearly recorded and are left vague.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas makes no mention of Nuwa mending the sky with stones because of Gonggong and Buzhou Mountain. This shows that in the pre-Qin ancient times, "Nuwa mending the sky with stones" and "Gonggong angrily striking Buzhou Mountain" were two completely independent stories. Moreover, it seems that the story of Gonggong striking the mountain and Nuwa mending the sky was welded together by Wang Chong, a scholar of the Eastern Han Dynasty, which is entirely based on conjecture.

According to future geographical research and chronological investigation, it seems that around the time when the Nuwa patching up the sky myth arose, a meteorite shower disaster may have occurred.

Based on various clues, the prescient Samael strongly suspected that the predatory star Wilpa had indeed tried to land in China and deployed its elite troops.

However, the waters of China are too deep, and Wilpa twisted his ankle.

Of course, this war of the gods must have greatly weakened the Chinese gods, which led to Zhuanxu's later decision to sever the connection between heaven and earth and actively cut off the gods' control over humanity.

At the same time, Wilpa had no choice but to settle for second best and make new attempts in the largest civilization zones of Greece, India, Egypt, and Mesopotamia.

Therefore, in order to persuade China to join the war, Samael simply passed the buck to Wilpa.

And the result before him was exactly as he had expected. His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin fell into deep thought, his face solemn.

"Moreover, this is not a prophecy, but the reality of today!"

At this moment, the fox spirit, adept at reading people's expressions, turned serious and lowered her voice, adding fuel to the fire as she recounted to the First Emperor the rise of the two Colossus Wars in Greece and the fall of the Egyptian Age of Gods.

Tamamo-no-Mae originally wanted to emphasize the terrifying nature of the giant god, but remembering someone's instructions, she immediately straightened her expression and began to tell the story fairly and objectively.

"Boom!"

Just then, a series of thunderclaps resounded in the sky, the dark rift gradually widened, the phantom of the Gates of Heaven became more and more solid, and radiant human figures gracefully arrived.

Such a shocking answer, along with the continuous corroboration, made the First Emperor lose all his joking mood. His originally somber face suddenly broke into a laugh, as if he was quite pleased with this crisis. When he stood up from his throne and looked up again, his gaze suddenly became sharp.

"Extraterrestrial demons? Hmph! They've come at just the right time. There are no rivals left in the Nine Provinces. I've long wanted to lead the mighty Qin army to conquer the world!"

At the same time, mercury, like a river, flowed along the runic array towards the outside of the main hall of the Epang Palace.

Boom!

As the mercury was infused into the mechanism, the twelve metal giants on both sides, each a hundred meters tall, seemed to have blood flowing inside them. Light patterns flickered, joints rang out with a series of trembling sounds, and their thick five fingers gripped the bronze giant swords stuck in the blue bricks, slowly turning them.

"The one who surpasses the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors is none other than I! All nations shall pay homage, and even the stars of the heavens shall kneel before me!"

The First Emperor stepped out of the palace gate, raised his arm, and spoke arrogantly.

What does it matter if the gods are gone? If the great edifice of the Nine Provinces collapses, I alone can mend the crack in the sky!

Immediately afterwards, countless tadpole-shaped divine patterns were activated, and tens of thousands of metal modules converged in the sky above Xianyang to form a new "Great Wall"!