For a moment, as that gaze of Preservation descended—
Bianka, Taravan, and even Topaz and Boothill, who were currently staring wide-eyed at each other under the bed, all froze.
No one had expected that the Amber Lord, who had already sunk into Nihility and remained dispirited for quite some time, would suddenly make a new move at this moment.
Taravan was the first to react. After sensing the Amber Lord's gaze, he hurriedly bowed deeply toward the subspace.
"I offer You the highest respect, Amber Lord."
After speaking, Taravan did not raise his head.
His gaze remained lowered, resting on the ground before his toes. Even his breathing was extremely quiet, as though any unnecessary movement might disturb that supreme existence.
At this moment, he had not yet realized the severity of the situation and believed this was a very good sign.
After all, ever since the day the Witch of Nihility fell and the Amber Lord absorbed Nihility, His condition had remained poor.
Now that the Amber Lord was showing signs of activity again, no matter how one looked at it, that should be a good omen.
But honestly, Taravan was still somewhat nervous right now.
Although the IPC had used the Amber Lord's name to bring Bianka here, clearly, they all had their own selfish motives.
Before knowing the Amber Lord's true attitude toward Bianka, the IPC had indeed not fully prepared to go any further.
After all, just like how the IPC spent enormous sums every year offering wall-building materials to the Amber Lord, the Amber Lord might not necessarily accept the help of mortals like them.
However, at this moment, the Amber Lord showed no intention of paying attention to Taravan at all.
His gaze remained fixed solely on Bianka.
Seeing this, Bianka also raised her head.
Unlike the terrified and reverent Taravan, Bianka faced the gaze from the depths of the subspace with only a trace of confusion and anticipation on her face.
Then, as if struggling for a very long time, she finally spoke.
"May I ask… are you Kallen's father?"
Bianka uttered that forbidden word.
The instant her voice fell, Taravan's expression changed abruptly.
Father?
That word fell into his ears like a sharp thorn.
Kallen Kaslana, that witch who had betrayed Preservation, spread Nihility, and dragged the entire galaxy into panic—how could she be placed on equal footing with the Amber Lord?
How could she be called the Amber Lord's daughter?
Although according to the laws and logic of the galaxy, the Witch of Nihility had indeed transformed from a shell of the Amber Lord.
That was merely dross shed by the Amber Lord. A stain upon the Path of Preservation.
Now that this stain had already been removed, someone was actually hanging it back onto the Amber Lord and using a title like "father" to defile that supreme existence.
Forget Taravan. Probably not a single person in the IPC could accept this description.
Taravan raised his head, his gaze sharp as he looked at Bianka.
"Miss Bianka."
His voice no longer carried the courtesy from before.
"Please watch your wording. Kallen Kaslana was nothing more than residue abandoned by the Amber Lord. Between her and the Amber Lord, there exists no father-daughter relationship of the sort you imagine—"
Taravan did not finish speaking.
Boom!
A vast power suddenly trembled from the depths of the Path of Preservation.
Taravan froze in place. His pupils contracted violently, and the sternness on his face was replaced by terror in that instant.
As an Emanator of Preservation, he understood what this feeling meant better than anyone.
The Path was rejecting him.
The Path of Preservation was rejecting him because he had spoken ill of Kallen?
Taravan was stunned. He instinctively wanted to defend himself, only to discover he could not utter even a single word.
That pressure from the deepest reaches of the Path descended on him like an invisible mountain, making even breathing difficult.
It seemed even the Amber Lord found his words too noisy.
And at this moment, a golden light descended from above.
It enveloped Bianka, wrapping her whole body in a warm radiance.
Soon, when the light dissipated, Bianka found herself in a void.
It seemed she had been pulled into a private little black room for a conversation?
Thinking this, Bianka instinctively held her breath.
Of course Bianka knew what this place was.
This was the Path-space of Preservation.
However, strictly speaking, this seemed to be her first time coming to the Path-space of Preservation.
After all, although the Kallen persona corresponded to the Path of Preservation, during Persona Correction back then, Kallen had gone to the Path-space of Nihility instead.
Thinking of this, Bianka composed herself and began observing the place.
She was a little curious as to why Qlipoth had pulled her into a private room at this moment.
However, looking at this unfamiliar place, Bianka suddenly felt something strange.
In this space that should have been pure gold, there was now a faint gray shadow over everything.
If not for the obvious aura of Preservation in this space, Bianka might even have thought she had switched jobs back to the Path-space of Nihility.
Something was wrong.
Something was very wrong.
Was the next plot going to make her solo the corrupted Amber Lord?
Bianka's gaze extended forward.
Then she saw the figure of Preservation.
"…"
Bianka froze.
Although she had met this old mortar-laying man many times through other identities, this time was different.
Today's Qlipoth was truly not right.
On that body that belonged to Preservation, originally golden, gray-black patterns now covered Him.
It was as though a filter had been placed over Him. At this moment, Qlipoth's entire body had been dyed gray.
Although Bianka knew from Cecilia's shared intelligence that Qlipoth had been corroded by Nihility, and she knew the Amber Lord's condition was terrible—
When words became an image, it was a completely different concept.
Looking at the gray giant before her, Bianka suddenly felt somewhat awkward.
After all, according to the setting, Qlipoth had become like this because of her.
However, just as Bianka was about to act, a connection from the Path began influencing her.
It was an impulse that made her want to lie down immediately, close her eyes, and stop thinking about anything.
It was as though everything in the world had become unimportant. All effort had lost meaning. All persistence had become futile.
Just give up.
A voice identical to her own rang out in her mind.
No matter what you do, the ending will be the same. Why struggle?
???
Why was there even a temptation segment? And it had pirated her own voice?
Ahem. Although the voice sounded very pleasant and was full of temptation—
As a constructed-history person of the new era with extraordinary ambition, she would absolutely not accept lying flat.
Bianka abruptly bit the tip of her tongue.
In an instant, the pain temporarily pulled her back from that Nihility-induced impulse to give up.
So that was it. This was what Topaz meant by being affected?
She had not expected that even she would now be affected by this Nihility.
But this was also normal. After all, this body was essentially still Preservation.
When Kallen separated from Qlipoth back then, what she took away was not only the power of Nihility, but also a portion of her deep connection to Preservation.
Now that this body was being used by Bianka, that connection had naturally been inherited as well.
Bianka raised her head again and looked at the enormous gray figure.
Now it was time to handle business. There was still a big shot waiting before her.
"…Are you Kallen's father?"
Bianka once again mentioned the word "father."
She could feel that Qlipoth's attitude toward Kallen was not what the outside world believed.
At a time like this, speaking along Qlipoth's intentions would naturally make it easier to gain goodwill.
But Qlipoth did not answer.
Even so, Qlipoth's gaze honestly revealed His current emotions.
Bianka could feel that the gaze falling upon her had also become heavy, as though He was looking through her at someone else who no longer existed.
The silence lasted a long time.
You are very much like her.
Hearing this, Bianka's heart suddenly tightened.
Of course she knew who Qlipoth meant by "her."
Strictly speaking, Bianka and Kallen really were quite alike.
In terms of soul, Bianka and Kallen were essentially the same person.
In terms of body, Bianka's current body had also transformed from Kallen.
Even in terms of their prototypes, Bianka and Kallen both belonged to the classic Kaslana template.
Good grief. What a powerful sense of déjà vu. Was she really going to become a substitute?
After thinking for a moment, Bianka continued, "…I'm sorry. I've lost my memories. I don't remember Kallen now."
She did not wait for Qlipoth's response and continued speaking.
"But I know she did many things for me."
"Although I do not remember her, I can feel that if she was able to go so far for me, then our relationship in the past must have been very good."
"So no matter how the entire galaxy views her, no matter what terrible things others say she did… at least to me, I am still grateful to this friend."
"I know it may not be appropriate for me to say this, but…"
She raised her head. Those clear blue eyes, exactly like Kallen's, now looked directly at the vast gray giant before her.
"This body originally belonged to her. Although she is no longer here, from this blood-deep connection, I can feel…"
"Are you grieving right now?"
Bianka delivered the killing blow.
Hearing this, Qlipoth was clearly silent for a while.
That enormous gray body stood in the void like an ancient, unchanging statue.
Bianka raised her head and waited.
…Come to me.
Qlipoth's voice finally sounded, but from each word, Bianka heard something she had never expected.
A plea.
That was right. A plea.
Qlipoth, the Aeon of Preservation, was actually speaking to her in a pleading tone.
But Bianka froze.
Qlipoth wanted her to go find Him?
But from such a close distance, Qlipoth could even pull her into the Path-space for a private conversation. Was it really difficult for Him to come to her?
I am bound here.
Qlipoth's voice sounded again, and He began explaining the situation.
The Nihility here… requires me to personally suppress it. If I leave the subspace, it will devour everything.
He paused, and His gaze fell on Bianka, gentler than before.
But I want to see you.
Not merely through the perception of the Path, not separated by that barrier.
I want to see you with my own eyes. To see the existence that child… exchanged her life for.
Bianka's breath paused slightly.
She had not expected Qlipoth to say such words.
This Aeon, who in galactic legends was forever silent, taciturn, and only knew how to lay mortar, now spoke such emotional words like an ordinary old man.
"You mean… you want me to come to the subspace?"
Yes.
Qlipoth's voice carried a trace of expectation.
I want to look at you properly.
Bianka was silent for a moment.
That sounded great.
Although she did not know whether Qlipoth was extending love toward the house and its crow, or treating her as a substitute meal—
It did not matter. With a plot like this, it definitely would not stop at merely looking at her. This was absolutely a setup to give her a cheat power, right?
At this moment, Bianka even began fantasizing that Qlipoth could protect her the same way Yaoshi protected Cecilia.
That was the blessing of an Aeon, the greatest confidence one could have while traveling the galaxy! With Qlipoth's backing, she could walk sideways anywhere in the cosmos.
After all, always asking her other personas for help when something happened was far too embarrassing. In the end, iron still had to be hard itself!
"All right."
Thinking this, Bianka revealed an incomparably radiant smile.
Just as she had helped Topaz ease her Nihility, now that Bianka had come to Pier Point, she naturally had to help Qlipoth resolve His problem with Nihility as well.
After all, according to the script she had prepared, the body Bianka currently used was essentially the remains that Qlipoth had shed in order to suppress Nihility.
And if one wanted to solve Nihility's trouble for Preservation, perhaps only she, this Nihility-specialized attacker, could do it.
This time, the IPC people were getting a bargain, letting them bask a little in the Amber Lord's light.
If not for the old mortar-laying man, Bianka honestly would not have wanted to come to Pier Point.
And in that instant, as though hearing Bianka's answer, the gray-black patterns on Qlipoth's body actually flickered faintly.
Those dead lines seemed to have been touched by something, showing faint signs of loosening.
Bianka noticed this change, but she did not say anything.
However, in the next second—
Qlipoth's gaze suddenly froze.
His deep eyes locked firmly onto Bianka, onto her pale, bloodless face, onto the palm messily wrapped in cloth.
…Your condition?
Hearing this, Bianka froze.
Condition? What condition?
Then she suddenly realized something extremely important.
Wait. She had not turned off Ultra Instinct!
At this moment, in other people's eyes, she still looked like she had lost too much blood and was not long for this world.
No, how had she forgotten about this?
Previously, to follow the sickly route, she had deliberately bought this skill to pretend she was at low HP. After being pulled into the private room by Qlipoth, she had completely forgotten about it.
Bianka instinctively wanted to explain and hurriedly waved her hands.
"Um, if I say I'm actually fine right now, would you believe me?"
However, in Qlipoth's eyes, her urgent attempt at explanation looked completely different.
Although the current Bianka had already returned to full condition—
As an Aeon, Qlipoth naturally could not forget how weak she had looked just now.
A pale-faced young girl covered in injuries, with blood still seeping from her palm, hurriedly waving her hands and saying she was fine.
Was this not trying to cover things up?
Was this not exactly the kind of child who only reported good news and hid bad news?
Qlipoth's silence deepened.
Then, a golden light flowed from Him and transformed into a curtain of radiance, enveloping Bianka.
Qlipoth was checking her physical condition.
Bianka stiffened.
Because at this moment, she had no control over what that light would discover.
Qlipoth's examination would not lie.
That was not weakness.
It was near-total depletion.
In that young body, more than half the blood had nearly been drained away, and her life force was so weak it seemed ready to extinguish at any moment.
Qlipoth's gaze finally ceased to be gentle.
…Who did this?
Bianka opened her mouth, only to realize she could not explain.
She could not very well say she had cut herself open, could she?
Would that not make things even harder to explain?
"Um… it's really fine. Just a small injury…"
Qlipoth's voice carried an emotion Bianka had never heard before.
Your body… has already been emptied.
Your life force is almost exhausted, and most of your blood has been lost. A wound of this degree would be fatal to any ordinary lifeform.
At this, Bianka fell silent.
She suddenly realized she might have gone too far.
Originally, she had merely wanted to use Topaz's guilt to farm a wave of affection. But now Qlipoth had discovered it, causing this Aeon to misunderstand even more.
"I did it willingly," Bianka finally told the truth.
Probably the truth, right?
"Those people needed help, and I had the ability to help them, so…"
Before Bianka could finish—
A gray-black wave of air suddenly erupted from Qlipoth's body.
The Nihility that had originally only clung to His body like cracks seemed to be activated by some force at this moment, beginning to spread wildly in all directions.
The entire Path-space of Preservation was swallowed by that black aura in an instant.
Golden light flickered frantically, as though making one final resistance.
But the power of Nihility was simply too strong. It was like a beast that had broken free of its shackles, rampaging wildly through this space.
Qlipoth's body trembled slightly.
A trace of pain flashed through His deep eyes in that instant.
Leave this place.
Before Bianka could react, the warm golden light around her abruptly dissipated.
In the next second, she felt as though an invisible hand had fiercely pushed her out.
Her vision blurred in that instant.
It seemed her private-room time was about to end.
"Wait…!"
Bianka instinctively reached out, wanting to grab something.
But all she touched was empty nothingness.
Pier Point.
At this moment, Taravan was standing where he was, brows tightly furrowed.
The flow of time in the Path-space and reality was not the same.
So from the moment Bianka was enveloped by that golden light to the moment it dissipated, only a few breaths had passed.
But Taravan knew that something must have happened during those few breaths.
Taravan's gaze fell on Bianka, and he carefully examined the young girl who had just returned from the Path-space of Preservation.
Clearly, Bianka, who had already been rather low on HP before, now looked even worse.
Taravan's heart sank sharply, and he was just about to question her.
However, inside the subspace, an accident also occurred.
A black aura suddenly erupted from the deepest part of that Preservation subspace.
Like a tsunami, that aura instantly swept across the entire starfield.
The engineering fleets in the sky that were currently rebuilding were knocked this way and that the instant they were struck by that aura.
And everyone on the ground, regardless of identity or strength, felt a chill that seeped into their very bones.
That was Nihility capable of corroding an Aeon.
At this moment, this Nihility was spreading outward from Pier Point as its center, expanding across the entire starfield.
Taravan froze in place, his face turning deathly pale in that instant.
At this moment, he could even clearly feel the Nihility inside his own body spreading wildly at an unprecedented speed.
But before today, the Amber Lord had still been in the depths of that subspace, using every ounce of His power to suppress that Nihility.
Now, however, the Amber Lord's suppression had suddenly failed.
What had happened?!
Taravan abruptly turned his head, his gaze falling on Bianka.
Clearly, the problem had to have appeared with this woman.
Taravan loudly questioned her.
"What did you do?"
Bianka was silent for a moment.
Then she answered very honestly.
"If I say… I didn't do anything, would you believe me?"
Heaven and earth as her witness, she really had not done anything. It was just that the Amber Lord had misunderstood!
She had only spoken a few honest words and expressed some determination. She had not even moved a finger, yet Qlipoth had exploded on His own. Could this be blamed on her?
But Taravan naturally could not possibly believe this explanation.
He stared at Bianka for a full three seconds.
Then Taravan no longer dared to keep thinking.
Because the Nihility spreading wildly inside his body no longer allowed him to keep thinking.
His power was draining away.
If a little more time passed…
No, perhaps even today.
He might completely lose the power of an Emanator.
Perhaps even his Path would be swallowed by Nihility.
This situation was absolutely unacceptable, whether for him or for the IPC.
Taravan took a deep breath. After hesitating for a full 0.3 seconds, he made a decision.
Now he no longer had time to keep playing games of courtesy with Bianka, nor did he have time to consider what exactly the Amber Lord's attitude was.
He had to make Bianka shoulder the responsibility she ought to shoulder, right now, immediately, at once.
Since you are now using the Witch of Nihility's body, then be like the Witch of Nihility and obediently accept the fate of Nihility.
That was what he thought in his heart, but Taravan continued speaking aloud in the language of righteousness.
"Miss Bianka, please forgive me. Everything I do is for Preservation."
"For the Amber Lord, and for the entire galaxy."
He raised his head and looked at Bianka.
"Rest assured. The whole galaxy… will remember your contribution."
The moment his voice fell, Taravan's figure abruptly vanished from where he stood.
He chose to attack Bianka directly.
Although, just as he had promised the Astral Express before, Taravan did not want to harm Bianka, this was now a special moment.
Right now, he only wanted to subdue Bianka and bring her into the Preservation subspace.
Then, make her a container.
Make her bear the Nihility that should never have been borne by anyone.
Bang!!!
At that moment, a gunshot exploded across the berth, which had already fallen into chaos.
Taravan's figure suddenly paused.
He did not turn around, but his body twisted in midair, forcibly avoiding the whistling bullet.
The bullet brushed past the corner of his clothes and exploded against the ground in the distance, blasting open a pit several meters wide.
Taravan landed steadily on the ground and turned around.
His gaze passed over Bianka and looked toward the direction the bullet had come from.
At this moment, two more people had appeared in Bianka's room.
Boothill stood at the front, blocking everyone's path, while Topaz protected Bianka from behind.
Boothill was the first to speak.
"Motherfudger, you little cutie, I knew you IPC dogs weren't anything good!"
"You do beastly things, then still insist on finding yourselves some grand-sounding excuse. Let me tell you, we Galaxy Rangers hate people like you the most!"
"So what if you're an Emanator of Preservation? I'm taking this job!"
Taravan frowned.
He had some impression of the cowboy before him, but not much.
Judging by his aura, however, the man was merely a somewhat stronger Pathstrider. He was not worth worrying over.
The one who truly made Taravan care was the other person.
His gaze swept past Boothill and finally landed on Topaz.
"Topaz, do you know what you are doing?"
That was right. Taravan still had to pay some attention to this IPC employee.
Although, given Topaz's P45 rank, she did not count for much in Taravan's eyes—
She was still one of the Ten Stonehearts.
And the leader of the Ten Stonehearts, Diamond, had now joined the board and officially become someone who stood on equal footing with Taravan.
Therefore, even if Taravan did not take Topaz seriously, he still had to consider Diamond's position.
After all, Diamond was also on this starskiff at this very moment.
Faced with Taravan's questioning, Topaz visibly froze for a moment.
But even facing one of the IPC's top executives, she still did not step aside.
"I know what I am doing. Right now, I am only protecting someone who should not be treated this way," Topaz answered.
At this, Taravan said coldly, "So, you have chosen to betray Preservation?"
Such a heavy accusation made Topaz's face turn pale for an instant.
But she gritted her teeth and still refused to yield.
"Mr. Taravan, the one betraying Preservation is not me. It is you, who is now committing such disgraceful acts."
Seeing this, Bianka was inwardly shocked.
Good grief. This was a true good sister!
Although this identity was not familiar with Topaz for now, Topaz had still chosen to help her.
One had to know that under the current situation, standing on Bianka's side meant defying the will of the IPC's highest levels.
Good. Once she completed her merit, she would definitely credit Topaz with a share of it.
Thinking this, Bianka once again looked toward Taravan.
Although she temporarily had a good brother and a good sister willing to help her, clearly, these two could not defeat Taravan.
So should she act?
Just as Bianka was thinking this, another voice abruptly echoed through the starskiff.
"Heh. Taravan, why go this far? They are only two young girls. Must you make things difficult for them?"
Diamond appeared. He stood quietly between Taravan and Topaz, facing Taravan with cold words.
"Mr. Diamond, you're finally here!" After seeing who it was, Topaz clearly breathed a sigh of relief.
With an Emanator of Preservation helping them, there was now hope of victory in the current battle.
Seeing this, Bianka immediately understood.
No wonder Topaz had chosen to stand up and help her at this juncture, even at the cost of disobeying Taravan's orders.
So this was not merely a moment of righteous indignation. Someone had arranged things behind the scenes.
Diamond, head of the Strategic Investment Department.
This man, who was also an Emanator of Preservation like Taravan, had actually chosen to stand against Taravan.
Good grief. So this guy was actually a good person!
Bianka had originally thought she would have to fight two Emanators of Preservation this time. She had not expected this guy, who looked all proper and sincere—
To actually be a good brother like Boothill!
Very quickly, before Bianka's eyes, the two Emanators of Preservation entered a standoff.
Diamond looked at Taravan and spoke calmly.
"Taravan, it is still not too late for you to turn back. Do not do something that would betray Preservation."
"I also regret what has happened to the Amber Lord, but we can continue looking for a solution together, not make things difficult for a young girl here."
Diamond's attitude was incomparably firm, leaving no room for negotiation.
However, facing Diamond's attempt at persuasion, Taravan only laughed coldly.
"Diamond, do you know why, in the past, the board was so reluctant to approve your promotion to P48 and insisted that you compete with Oswaldo?"
"Because you are still too soft."
"You hand Bianka back to the Astral Express, and then what?"
"Then we sit in an office and hold meetings to discuss how to resolve the Amber Lord's Nihility?"
"Do we have time?"
"Open your eyes and look, Diamond. The Amber Lord no longer has time to wait for us to think of a way."
"If the IPC does not resolve this matter, the tragedy of the Witch of Nihility will happen again!"
"Leave now, and I can let bygones be bygones."
With this, Taravan gave his final warning.
Unless forced to, he also did not want to come into conflict with another Emanator of Preservation. But if conflict was inevitable, he had no fear of Diamond!
To this, Diamond answered as follows.
"Heh, Taravan. It seems there is nothing left for us to say."
Boothill, standing to the side, excitedly patted Diamond's shoulder at this moment.
"Well done, IPC kitty. I knew you IPC folks weren't all dogs!"
Then he looked at Taravan excitedly.
"Hey, fudging dog over there. If you get lost now, it's not too late. Otherwise, we're about to give you a righteous three-on-one beating!"
Faced with Diamond and Boothill's declarations, Taravan merely laughed softly.
"It seems I really have been underestimated by all of you."
"Fine. Today, I will show you that even among Emanators, there are differences."
After saying that, Diamond once again drew the sword of Preservation that belonged to him.
For a moment, two auras of Preservation, one from Taravan and one from Diamond, collided.
Unfortunately, just as Taravan had said, Diamond was not his opponent.
Even with Boothill and Topaz helping him, that remained the case.
Sensing the advantage he held, Taravan spoke provocatively again.
"How is it? This is what a true high-rank Emanator is, Diamond. Have you realized the gap between you and me?"
This time, Bianka finally could not hold back anymore.
Good grief. This guy was way too arrogant.
High-rank Emanator???
You were not like this when Kallen used you as a mob back at Pier Point.
Having endured this far, there was no need to endure any longer.
At this moment, Bianka finally stepped forward.
However, looking at Bianka, Taravan at this moment did not care at all.
"What? Has Miss Bianka decided to give up and obediently surrender?"
Bianka did not speak.
She simply began switching forms.
"High-rank Emanator?"
Bianka's voice suddenly changed.
It was no longer the soft, gentle tone of that weak young girl, but a voice Taravan knew all too well.
Taravan's pupils violently contracted.
Then he saw Bianka's blond hair gradually lose its color, shifting from radiant gold to white.
Lend me your power!
Bianka's version of the Witch of Nihility—
Limited-time sortie.
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