"Aleye Hermione…" Xue Dili read the name repeatedly, stunned in place.

"What's wrong?" The blonde girl looked at Xue Dili, feeling a bit shy being stared at like that suddenly.

Even the old Undead within him was puzzled and asked.

"Aleye Hermione… both the first and last names represent… 'human'!" Xue Dili said to the old Undead.

Aleye, meaning "self" in Sanskrit.

Hermione, meaning "human nature" in Latin…

At this moment, the old Undead was also stunned.

And at this very moment, the entire school seemed to go into turmoil. In the eyes of Xue Dili and Hermione, all the children who were desperately reading stopped their actions, clutching their heads, screaming, as if experiencing some horrific pain and torment.

"Crack…"

Branches burst through their foreheads, growing from the top, with the spreading mycelium instantly covering them, turning into twisted human-shaped cocoon-like structures.

And all the cocoons close together began to merge like collected water droplets, with a massive root soaring into the sky from the ground, hanging all those cocoons on it…

The root similarly attacked Xue Dili and Hermione on the rooftop.

The little blonde girl hugged her head in terror and crouched defensively, but Xue Dili instantly hugged her, dodging the root's attack.

Yet when he turned his head, he found that the girl in his arms had aged rapidly, turning into an old woman, her skin dry.

"Hold on!" Xue Dili realized her trait.

After enduring pain, she would grow older, and after experiencing beautiful hope, she would become younger…

Xue Dili didn't know what would become of the world if this embodiment of the "human collective" concept completely aged to death.

But at this moment, Xue Dili had no solution!

Would the Cursed Blood work? Xue Dili didn't know.

But he could only take a gamble.

"Cursed Blood, show me your limits!" Xue Dili immediately unleashed this Treasure, and the next moment, the "old woman" beneath him quickly rejuvenated, but Xue Dili's body rapidly aged.

"Xue, you…" the old Undead was stunned, understanding Xue Dili's unprecedented ability effects in an instant.

Transfer all suffering onto oneself!

But even so, Xue Dili still found that Hermione, whom he was holding, stopped rejuvenating after reaching her forties and continued to deteriorate, even as Xue Dili desperately used Cursed Blood at full power to transfer, she kept aging…

However, at this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Xue, transfer that curse onto me, quickly!" the old Undead said.

"You… can't bear it…" Xue Dili said.

Old Barak, over four meters tall, smiled, the wings behind him like twisted advertisements unfolding, saying, "I've already become part of my world. Rest assured, the whole world will endure it together…"

"After all, you saved my world; now, it's my turn to help you bear the burden! On behalf of our world's fog consciousness, I agreed." Old Barak laughed, though his face was unseen, resembling a massive armor.

But Xue Dili knew, he must be smiling.

"Alright!" Xue Dili wasn't stubborn either.

Instantly, Cursed Blood reversed, transferring all suffering onto Old Barak.

"Ugh…" the old Undead let out a painful grunt, but only for a moment.

Xue Dili also returned to his youthful form, though his body continuously flickered side to side.

Moreover, he had to constantly guard against sneak attacks from the underground roots.

"We… can't go on like this, how to counterattack?" the old Undead asked.

"This isn't its main body; we have to go back, north-east of Salem, the Indonesian Moth, that's probably the main body!" Xue Dili said immediately.

However, Hermione in his arms seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep from the pain… and even with Cursed Blood fully activated, she continued aging. If earlier she was in her forties, now she looked over fifty…

Xue Dili didn't even dare release that transmission of Cursed Blood, maintaining the unlimited transfer between "Xue Dili—Old Barak—Fog World Consciousness" all the time, not knowing when Old Barak and their world's consciousness would also falter.

Or rather, when their world's fog consciousness would feel that the prior favor had been repaid… that would be the worst moment…

"Buzz!" Roots attacked Xue Dili like tentacles, while the Eight-Section Light Wheel in his hand sharply cut through them. Even when severed, the roots wriggled on the ground, then burrowed into the soil like worms.

Not only the school, but roots also covered any place throughout the entire land.

Xue Dili recalled that after the U.S. military burned Qijela, all its cells entered the world's water cycle, and over a year later, this water cycle permeated the globe…

As long as he stood on the ground, there was nowhere to hide!

"Roar!" A Wendigo, a Brain Demon Evil Spirit covered with billions of eyes, appeared simultaneously. Those were Evil Spirit avatars summoned by the roots.

But at this moment, Xue Dili understood that since he had nowhere to hide on the ground, he would stand in the sky!

"Old Undead, one for each of us, we must hurry!" Xue Dili shouted.

"Haha, it's been a long time since I heard you say that! It really makes these old bones of mine nostalgic!"

A giant warrior over four meters tall appeared in the sky, proactively extending his fist, just as before.

Xue Dili also smiled, proactively extending his fist.

The next moment, two beams of light shot out, attacking from the left and right towards the two Tier Four Evil Spirit clones. In less than half a minute, even while holding someone, Xue Dili used the Splitting Beheading Blade to chop the brain Evil Spirit covered in eyeballs into bits.

The Old Undead also slapped the Wendigo clone to death just as they were about to take root and escape.

Xue Dili's voice came through: "Two souls of the same grade in the sacrificial altar!"

He looked at the woman in his arms, her skin visibly aging, and at this rate, it might only take a dozen minutes before she died of old age…

Xue Dili thought of how, after those students were locked in the small dark room, she grew up, and how after Xue Dili had Fantasy Manifested a Spider Suit, she shrank down to a twelve-year-old size like a little fan girl.

Pain would make her age, but happiness would restore her.

She was like a concept of "human," pain causing aging and growth, but pure happiness could find that innocence and beauty once more.

"Hermione, Hermione… open your eyes." Xue Dili gently patted her face.

Her pupils slightly opened, as if this act had already exhausted all her strength.

"Take a good look; soon there will be little airplanes, 'whoosh whoosh whoosh'!" Xue Dili said with a smile, pointing to the sky while holding her aged body.

"Two souls of the same grade in the sacrificial altar, come forth, Celestial Thunder - Demon Guide Specter!"

"Buzz!" A surge of light rose from the ground, and at that moment, the girl clung tightly to Xue Dili, her pupils looking up at the surging light and the nearly hundred-meter-tall majestic Celestial Thunder beneath that light!

At this moment, she seemed to revert to a girl in her twenties, staring dazedly at the Celestial Thunder's enchanting blend of magical and technological aesthetics, her pupils glistening with light.

"Have you seen 'Pacific Rim'?" Xue Dili asked her with a smile.

"I have! Dangerous Wanderer is the best in the world!"

"Ha, watch closely; my Celestial Thunder will be even cooler than the Dangerous Wanderer. What's next is our Pacific Rim!" Xue Dili took her into the cockpit, and at that moment, all the old friends from Greece were holding back their energy.

Odysseus had told them everything; this world was truly their world.

Even here, he had met a descendant with the mixed blood of more than a dozen heroes present, though only to the extent of a few hundred or thousandths.

But at the very least, it proved that their descendants were still living in this world!

That proved their decision to risk everything against Zeus was not in vain, that in life they had paved the way for a new future for descendants to live in even three thousand years later.

Even though these descendants were worrisome, the news that span over three thousand years brought smiles to each of their faces.

That was enough!

And this time, the ancestors would charge one last time for these incorrigible children!

The light wings of the Celestial Thunder unfurled, ignoring the countless roots rising from the ground as it flew towards the Indonesian Moth.

...

Odysseus detonated the bomb ahead of schedule, likewise igniting the final battle in advance.

But everyone knew, the earlier it was ignited, the better.

Because the longer they waited, the more people would be infected, and the more dangerous the situation they faced would be.

At this moment, a colossal root disaster erupted in every country and city across the globe.

5.2 billion people instantly transformed into monsters encased in hyphae and branches, insanely attacking other normal people around them, scenes reminiscent of biochemical outbreaks in zombie movies unfolded worldwide.

The cries of women, the laments of children, the collapse of cities, the world crumbling…

Countless people were skewered onto the tree roots, like hanging pigs.

The entire world was contaminated by Qijela's cells.

But at this time, the two Mystic Scholars on Salem's coast, along with Annabelle the Evil Spirit, barely held off the enemy's onslaught, even with help.

"Ho, little Anna, long time no see." Calico arrived holding a swimming bird, having just killed an attacking Evil Spirit clone effortlessly with a phage-coated long blade, resolving the problem for Annabelle, who had transformed into a stitched bear monster in a desperate holdout.

Preventing the two Mystic Scholars who prepared the "To the Brilliance" ritual from being directly knocked out before the final battle began.

"Ah, I almost died, I just fantasized about Da Gu coming to save me…" Annabelle said with absurd seriousness, apparently almost knocked out by the blow.

At this moment, a black mist erupted on the distant opposite shore, and through the sea, they saw a terrifying kilometer-high creature composed of countless twisted roots.

In fact, the creature wasn't eager to attack, but began to take root, blooming in Indonesian Moth! Unveiling those death flowers belonging to an ultra-ancient era.

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