I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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Either continue with the re-creation process as planned, and once the project calculations are complete, the Iron Tomb will be born.

As for reloading the save and starting over, it's pointless. You'll still only have these two options, and it will also cause the girls to lose their memories.

The birth of the Iron Tomb was inevitable in both options; the difference lay in its state.

If things had gone according to the original script, the Iron Tomb would have been in its most perfect state.

However, if Qiong or other qualified individuals were to replace the Golden Descendant as a demigod, there would still be some room for maneuver.

"This……"

Xia Die, Titi, Aglaia, and the others looked at each other, exchanging worried glances.

"But you are not of the Golden Clan."

Xia Die's cool voice was hesitant, and her purple eyes were full of concern.

Qiong said lazily:

"It's okay. The Golden Descendants are basically local special versions of the Fate Walkers. I'm a genuine Fate Walker."

The reason why Velvet, Mebius, and Eden are not good is because they use Honkai energy and are not connected to the Fate System.

"He can also be considered half a Destruction Path Walker."

Xing had been glanced at by Nanook. Qiong and Xing were each other's half-bodies. Except in very special circumstances, they could both use each other's ID cards to apply for loans.

"If all else fails, I have other options."

Given the uniqueness of the error and Jerry's form, Qiong doesn't believe the Cricket Fire Seed Trial can stop him.

At worst, Jerry can just eat the fire seed!

I didn't do it before simply because I didn't want to, and due to various other concerns.

Now that Onpharos is at rock bottom, Qiong thinks that no matter how he plays, he will only go up.

"There is another crucial problem: the Empire has yet to find a Golden Blood suitable to perfectly inherit the divine office of Oronis."

Keludela frowned.

Those who are suitable for the Fire Seed are selected from among thousands, and each one is an outstanding member of the Golden Blood.

But the course of time is strange; even though the empire gathered all the Golden Descendants, it still couldn't find a suitable successor for Oronis.

Even the best reserves are barely qualified. Under such circumstances, it's difficult to bear the weight of divine authority.

Titi and Aglaia fell silent.

"or……"

A voice, tinged with a mixture of tentative anticipation and eagerness, rang out. March 7th cautiously raised her hand, her sapphire-like eyes sparkling.

"Let me try?"

"Ok?"

All eyes were on her.

"I'm really good at manipulating the power of time!"

On March 7th, stand tall and try your best to appear reliable.

"And she's also Oronis's mother, the match is perfect!"

"Besides, I'm not comfortable letting someone else take away that child's lifeline! What if they mess it up?"

To be honest, at this time, Xiao Sanyue really did look like a mother worried that her child might have an accident while changing jobs.

"If I take over, I can better protect the core of Oronis's consciousness and ensure that He will not perish even if He loses His flame."

This was not a difficult task for Changyeyue.

"Well……"

Titi rested her chin on her hand.

"Thinking about it carefully, Xiao Sanyue is indeed the most suitable candidate."

Everything was a perfect match.

"Is it alright for a mother to take over her child's priesthood?"

"I can't help but hesitate," said Xiaodie softly.

As core members of the Firemoth, they were all aware of the relationship between March 7th and Oronis.

Xia Die had only ever heard of sons inheriting their fathers' businesses, never mothers inheriting their daughters' businesses.

The reversal of the Heavenly Gang is considered to be true.

"teacher?"

Krystal turned her head directly to look at Qiong.

Since the safety of March 7th is at stake, Qiong's opinion is very important.

"Ah Qi, you're going to be the number one person to leech off a child on the train from now on."

The playful joke expressed Qiong's attitude.

March 7th is no mere figurehead. Changye Yue is so strong that even he can't beat her. Even if the Iron Tomb really is born, can it really kill the Commander instantly?

"In this way, as long as Little Wind Violet grows up, she can return the twelve sparks at any time and complete the re-creation of the world."

They decided to entrust the Negative World Flame and the Flame of Time to Qiong and March 7th, and the journey to chase the flame would soon have its end in sight.

In the past, Titi would have cheered with joy, but now she feels a mix of happiness and worry.

"Little Dela, you were the first to arrange the fire, did you discover something?"

Qiong looked at Her Majesty the Empress sitting on the cushion; he knew her all too well.

He personally taught Krystalla her chess moves, and his Persona could even simulate 98% of the girl's thought process.

"Ah."

Without any prompting, the teacher guessed her thought process just by leaving out a single word, and Krystal's lips curled into a slight smile.

This sense of spiritual connection filled her with a feeling of contentment.

As the saying goes, even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman.

Even the most ruthless conqueror cannot escape the intoxicating tacit understanding and gentle embrace of his queen.

“I have recently gained a deeper understanding of the divine authority of the law, the rules that bind all things in Onphalus, Tarantun, His nature seems extremely profound, and the true meaning of the law is not as superficial as I have used before.”

As times progressed and the Onphalus civilization entered the modern era, Cerlydra's thinking also evolved with the times.

The crystal queen chess piece at her fingertips glowed faintly:

"In the name of the law, teachers are forbidden from looking down on me."

An invisible force of rules pressed down, attempting to forcibly change the angle of Qiong's gaze, making him look up at Krydella instead of looking down.

As Caesar finished speaking, Qiong felt an invisible force pressing down on his head, causing him to look at Crydella from looking down to looking up.

Qiong merely raised an eyebrow, and with a slight movement of her neck, the binding force dissipated.

"The teacher was able to break free easily, which is certainly due to your specialness and strength."

Krydela was not surprised.

"But the true power of the divine right of law goes far beyond that."

"Its core lies in the read and write permissions of the system protocol."

The empire has reached the point where officials use government systems for their work, so Cerberus certainly knows basic computer knowledge.

"The system you're talking about... could it be..."

Qiong showed surprise.

"That's right, it's the system of the world of Onfaros."

Krystal nodded in agreement with Qiong's guess.

"At the beginning of the universe, laws were promulgated to govern all things, ensuring order throughout the world. These eternally just rules are what I call the Ultimate Agreement."

"Caesar, can you change the system protocol?"

Vervi and Mebius's eyes immediately lit up.

Why didn't you say so sooner!

Once the restrictions on civilization are lifted, they can continue to advance their technological advancement!

"And what's the price?"

Unlike the two excited scientific giants, the dome problem was right up to the mark.

Every demigod of Onphalos who wields divine power comes at a price, and Qiong, with Jerry's help, manages to exempt Xia Die and Titi from these drawbacks.

However, the power of the Herrscher involves a system, which is not the same concept as other sparks.

That's why I didn't tell you right away.

Krydella looked at the sky and smiled. It was a rare smile, not the smile of an empress with majesty and ambition, but the lighthearted smile of a young girl.

"All I need to do is give up my life to complete the writing of the ultimate protocol."

Her voice was clear and calm.

These words instantly deflated the previously excited atmosphere.

"Ah, this..."

On March 7th, he opened his mouth, but only managed to squeeze out a dry sentence.

"Then this is completely unusable! What kind of ability is it if you die after using it once?"

Vervi and Mebius exchanged a glance, their excitement and fervor gradually fading.

"Little Dela."

Qiong narrowed her eyes, "You've been keeping this from me, are you planning something big behind my back? How about a Caesar Requiem?"

"I am Caesar, why should I act in accordance with..."

Kerudela's tone was somewhat fierce on the outside but weak on the inside.

"Caesar, is it? Her Majesty the Empress, is it?"

More than a hundred years later, Qiong once again attacked Caesar's head, pressing her head down with both hands and shaking it wildly.

"It seems my collection of Caesar jokes is still updating too slowly. Wait for me to come back and package your embarrassing history and upload it to Wanwei.com. I'll prevent Aya from using her administrator privileges to delete it, so that all the people of Onpharos can admire the glory of their Queen."

"Teacher, I was wrong!"

Caesar slides to his knees at lightning speed.

She's willing to sacrifice herself for Onphalos, but no dark history, please!

"The restrictions are indeed significant."

Taking this opportunity, Qiong frantically pinched and kneaded Krystal's cheeks. Even at night in bed, the Empress was never this obedient.

"But Xun-ge'er is right, there are no loopholes in the world, but when too many people try to exploit them, loopholes will appear."

Qiong quickly returned to his familiar area of ​​thought.

Find a way to exploit loopholes.

"You had the access to the Scepter Autonomy Protocol all along, that makes things easier."

The sound rang out in the Golden Courtyard without warning.

"Um!?"

The moment the first syllable appeared, both Qiong and Krydela turned their heads to look at it.

The others were a beat slower, only looking over after the words had finished being spoken.

A figure appeared out of nowhere.

The pointed magic hat was worn at an angle, the low brim casting a shadow on her face, revealing a beautifully shaped chin and a confident, aloof smile.

The purplish-black magic dress perfectly outlines her slender yet powerful waist, while light gray lace stockings encase her straight and long legs, and black lace-up boots add a touch of domineering presence.