Subtitle: So what? Let them all die!
The Heroic Spirits vanished into thin air before they could even react, dissolving between heaven and earth. Qiweiya, several miniaturized crimson chains wrapped around her, appeared beside the heavily wounded Lysander.
She carefully embraced Lysander, avoiding her injured areas. “You’ll be fine… I promise you, the gods will give you an explanation!”
Lysander, as expressionless as ever, gently touched Qiweiya’s tear-streaked face. “My Lady need not weep for me. My injuries are not severe for a divine being, and these non-regenerative curses can actually be undone by myself.”
Qiweiya stared blankly. “So, all that I just said was for nothing? Was I just wasting my emotions?”
She glanced at the exceptionally weak Lysander in her arms. “No matter! Seeing you in such a frail state, if I don’t teach these gods a painful lesson, I won’t be able to forgive myself.”
With that, she looked towards the countless legions of Heroic Spirits that had, at some point, surrounded them again. “Hey! Has anyone ever told you how annoying you are? Why do things that are dead keep reappearing? You should just stay peacefully asleep! So, I’ll send you home now~”
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!” Under the terrified gazes of the Heroic Spirits, several crimson light chains, some straight, some diagonally slashing, tore through the earth and severed the sky, plunging directly into their ranks with irresistible force.
Many Heroic Spirits disintegrated into specks of light, returning to the Hall of Heroic Spirits, before they could even comprehend what was happening.
Qiweiya bent down, scooping Lysander into her arms. “All right~ my cute little messenger, it’s time to make short work of them.”
With a wave of her hand, the space beside Qiweiya twisted violently. Enormous chains of light erupted from it, tearing into the army before them like a world-ending beam.
The wails and screams of the dissipating Heroic Spirits could not elicit a shred of mercy from the enraged Qiweiya.
The Heroic Spirits knew that if they couldn’t harm the seemingly cute, yet terrifying, little girl before them, all their previous efforts would be for naught.
One of the Heroic Spirits, as if having discovered something crucial, shouted, “Everyone, don’t attack that Goddess of Ice and Snow! Attack the maiden in her arms!”
Qiweiya’s expression turned ferocious, her eyes blazing with murderous intent as she glared at the speaking Heroic Spirit. “Just as expected, a hero as shameless as they come! You must be a Chaotic Evil Heroic Spirit, aren’t you? In that case, I can only offer you a brand new experience!”
A light chain appeared. “Go, tear him limb from limb, shred him into ten thousand pieces!” The chain, having received its command, swiftly coiled around the Heroic Spirit’s body.
“No! Don’t! What are you doing?!” The light chain contracted, tightening its grip.
“Ahhh! You demon! You truly are an evil god from the evil alignment! I’ll be waiting for you when I return to the Hall of Heroic Spirits!”
Qiweiya sneered. “Wait for me? Hehehe! Do you think you’ll even make it back? I’m going to let you feed my little darlings instead.”
“What?! Don’t tell me you—” “It’s exactly that ‘don’t tell me,’ now, devour him.”
The light chain suddenly tightened and pulled, tearing the Heroic Spirit into six mangled pieces, like a sheet of paper. Then, several flashes of crimson light streaked past, shredding him into countless fragments.
In an instant, the light chain devoured the glittering remnants of the Heroic Spirit.
“No… no way! It’s actually devouring him!”
“Doesn’t this mean we’ll truly die?”
“What a terrifying ability! Can we even keep fighting?”
Qiweiya watched the Heroic Spirits, who were beginning to falter, with a cold gaze. “I have a feeling you might try to run. If you do, my new pets won’t get their fill!” As if in response, the chains floating around her body twitched twice.
“Don’t be afraid, everyone! We are heroes of generations past! If even we abandon this world, then who will save our descendants? Take up your Noble Phantasms and eliminate this scourge for our progeny!”
Qiweiya watched the inspiring ‘big sister’ figure before her with interest. “You’re quite something~ I can’t believe I didn’t notice a shining star like you hidden among these cowards earlier? This is truly amusing.”
“Buzz.” Qiweiya materialized before the ‘big sister’ figure, leaning in. “Hmm~ you’re quite beautiful, and indeed righteous. But… do you truly know what kind of beings those gods you protect really are?”
A drop of cold sweat trickled down the ‘big sister’ figure’s temple. “What… what do you mean?”
Qiweiya sneered. “You have no idea what the true faces of those seemingly magnificent beasts you serve, cloaked in the guise of divinity, truly are! Are they really as great and selfless as they claim? Don’t make me laugh! Their greed is simply invisible to you! The truth buried in history is known by no one… only by them, always.”
With that, Qiweiya shared the memories of Naraku’s people with the Heroic Spirits. She harbored no desire to commit further slaughter… after all, her targets had always been the ignorant, insatiably greedy gods.
These blindfolded Heroic Spirits were innocent, and she wished to involve as few as possible.
Qiweiya observed the Heroic Spirits’ crestfallen expressions, knowing they had finished viewing the memories. “Well? Do you still wish to be exploited by the gods, to become their playthings? If so, I have nothing more to say. Continue your fight!”
The ‘big sister’ figure cast a complex glance at the childlike deity before her. “Do you intend to bear the hatred of your people all alone?”
Qiweiya nodded. “Of course! Since my people chose me, and did not abandon me even in the end, then I will naturally shoulder everything that belongs to me and fight the gods to the very end!”
The ‘big sister’ figure was about to speak, but another Heroic Spirit interrupted, “Don’t be fooled by her! This Goddess of Ice and Snow is a demon who devours people whole, leaving no bones! All these memories are probably fabricated by her!”
“And… how could a god from another world possibly have had people, let alone be the First God, back then? It’s absurd!”
The Heroic Spirits, who had almost believed her, were suddenly roused by that single remark.
“That’s right! That’s right!”
“Who knows if any of this is truly as she claims? It’s possible she orchestrated all of it herself!”
“Exactly, maybe this creature never…”
Qiweiya looked at the Heroic Spirit who had refuted her, then at the others who had begun to question her words, and sighed. “I didn’t expect it would still come down to a battle in the end. Since that’s the case, I’ll say no more. Let’s fight!”
“Wait a moment! Everyone, please listen to my opinion!”
Qiweiya looked at the ‘big sister’ figure, who had suddenly spoken up, feeling a strange sense of bewilderment. ‘Doesn’t this girl doubt the veracity of everything I’ve said?’
“Actually, the Goddess of Ice and Snow has no need to deceive us, for we are utterly powerless before her! After much thought, I’ve decided to follow the Goddess of Ice and Snow and witness this so-called truth for myself!”
“Karin’er, are you mad? We are Heroic Spirits!”
“Indeed, Karin’er, you are rebelling against the grace of the gods! It is the gods who granted us eternal life; I refuse to believe the nonsense spouted by this foreign deity.”
Qiweiya watched the ‘big sister’ figure, Karin’er, who remained unshaken, with keen interest. “You truly haven’t doubted me?”
Karin’er turned, looking earnestly at Qiweiya. “No, because I’ve long since begun to question the true nature of so-called gods.”
Qiweiya smiled. “Just as I thought~ you are very interesting. Woman, follow me, Qiweiya! I lack followers like you, who dare to question. Such individuals are exceedingly rare these days!”
Karin’er looked at the childlike deity before her. “I can follow you, but aren’t you afraid that I might betray you in the same way?”
“Why should I be afraid? If, after witnessing all I’ve done, you still betray me, then it simply means I misjudged you.”
Karin’er opened her mouth, her expression somewhat peculiar. “It seems you are a righteous deity. In that case, there’s no harm in me following you.”
Qiweiya laughed joyfully, declaring with fervor, “Exactly! Woman, I will let you experience the thrill of slaying gods too, especially those disgusting false gods!”
“Karin’er! How dare you betray our noble gods and side with this goddess who intends to destroy the world? We valued your potential so highly! How could you betray us?”
Qiweiya coldly regarded the god who had suddenly appeared in mid-air. “Indeed. For the rare god-slaying power she possesses, you naturally want to control her, to make someone burdened with such a destiny serve you like an ox or a horse? Hahaha! What an interesting game you play! You certainly know how to entertain yourselves, don’t you?”
“But now that she has joined me, your good days are over!” She glanced down at the pale-faced Lysander in her arms. “My subordinate has been heavily wounded by you Heroic Spirits, but I know you were merely used by the gods, so I won’t seek retribution from you! My enemies have always been these arrogant, foolish gods. Karin’er, let’s go!”
“Where do you think you’re going, evil god!” A powerful divine strike slashed through the air, but Qiweiya was no longer there. The god, furious, glared at the assembled Heroic Spirits. “You useless wretches! We entrusted the hope of salvation to you, yet you failed to stop this evil god and instead allowed her words to sow doubt among you! Truly, you are inferior beings. Hmph!” With a dismissive flick of his sleeve, he departed.