CHAPTER 296: [296] NAMELESS, I SHALL PROTECT YOU. GREAT WALL ORBITAL CANNON—FIRE! [1]

How is this possible?

Merlin and Tamamo-no-Mae couldn’t believe their eyes, as if they were witnessing the descent of God himself.

That was the Great Wall of Space—something that belonged solely to the Lostbelt. How could it manifest in Pan-Human History?

Unbelievable!

Tamamo-no-Mae clutched her head in frustration. "So why can Qin Shi Huang summon the Great Wall of Space from the Lostbelt, while I, a Beast of Humanity, don’t even have comparable power?"

The gap was absurd!

The other party had not only summoned the Great Wall of Space—a project that took the Great Qin Empire three centuries to build in the Lostbelt—but had also brought it into reality.

Clearly, he must also possess the mechanical holy body of the Epang Palace.

He might even have access to the Lishan Hero Vault!

China’s uninterrupted six-thousand-year civilization was truly one of a kind in the world.

Even with 108 Heroic Spirits—a number that easily surpassed any other nation—many Chinese still considered it far too few, utterly inconsistent with reality.

After all, apart from China, the nation with the most Heroic Spirits was Britain, with fewer than twenty!

Heroic Spirits were, by nature, legendary figures from history and mythology, heroes who had achieved great deeds and left behind legacies sung through the ages.

The more widely celebrated and revered a Heroic Spirit was, the more powerful they became.

Take Qin Shi Huang, for example—the renowned First Emperor of China, indisputably one of the greatest Heroic Spirits.

With China’s cultural heritage being the most intact, its Heroic Spirits were overwhelmingly formidable.

Now, with the Great Wall of Space manifesting, if the Lishan Hero Vault could also descend...

Tamamo-no-Mae could only seethe with envy.

It was obvious that Qin Shi Huang’s power had skyrocketed during this exposure.

Meanwhile, she—a Beast of Humanity stronger than him in the Lostbelt—had received almost no such boost.

"Alaya... was this part of your calculations too?"

Merlin hesitated for a moment before replying with a strange expression, "Could it be because Nameless stripped you of your solar authority when he relinquished his Grand title with that arrow?"

The Grand Seven were Alaya’s trump cards against the most terrifying Beasts of Humanity.

Nameless’s arrow, fired after relinquishing his Grand title, was absolutely capable of grievously wounding a Beast.

Not to mention an incomplete Tamamo-no-Mae.

Even Tiamat still bore the scar of King Hassan’s Grand Assassin strike on her very essence.

Right now, this fox had only regained seven tails, still two short of her full nine-tailed form.

There was a ninety percent chance Alaya was suppressing her to some degree.

"That bastard Nameless! When I get my hands on him, I won’t let him off easy!" Tamamo-no-Mae gnashed her teeth, her heart aching with fury.

As a proud Beast of Humanity, she had been suppressed by him in the Lostbelt.

The so-called strongest weapon deity of human malevolence had been reduced to nothing more than a mere experience farm for the opponent.

Instead, it allowed them to comprehend even greater weapon-forging abilities.

Where was the justice in that?

Merlin frowned and said, "Just watch calmly. Even if Qin Shi Huang possesses the Great Wall in space, dealing with eleven chief deities will still be an extremely difficult task."

This was still the era of Pan-Human History, after all, and the opponent’s strongest form was that of a Lostbelt King.

Their complete form should be at the level of a chief deity or even a divine king.

But among the Council of Gods, aside from Zeus, Poseidon and Hades—the three brothers—were all of the same rank.

Eliminating them wouldn’t be so easy.

An earth-shattering spectacle was about to unfold!

The declarations of the Council of Gods spread across the entire world through the internet—

[Nameless, you have served humanity well. Step forward to receive our blessings and rewards, and join us in judging Qin Shi Huang!]

Souma furrowed his brow. "These guys are truly wolves in sheep’s clothing!"

Earlier, they had descended with projections, trying to force Qin Shi Huang to hand him over.

If not for Tiamat’s timely arrival, slapping away one projection after another, he would have been in grave danger.

Now, the Council of Gods wanted him to surrender and help them judge Qin Shi Huang.

Let’s translate this—what does it mean to be a fickle, treacherous villain?

Did they really think he had the memory of a goldfish, forgetting all their previous threats and attacks?

"These guys really do see themselves as our gods!"

Athena, slightly surprised, chuckled and said, "We do indeed need to reward you. After all, it was you who defeated Kronos and protected us gods."

Back in that Singularity, if not for his decisive intervention in defeating Kronos—who had devoured countless Titans—they would have been in dire straits.

Souma sighed softly. "It seems I must step in and defeat them completely, to restore true freedom to all living beings!"

These false gods had now transformed into true deities.

With the terrifying power to suppress the entire world, only he—by gathering the strength of the gods once more—could utterly defeat them.

"We, the Olympian gods, will cooperate with you fully!" Athena said with a smile.

Those impostors had stolen the power of the Olympian gods, arrogantly seeking to dominate human history.

Naturally, they couldn’t be allowed to continue unchecked.

"Good!"

Souma nodded.

"Victory shall be with you!" Athena murmured softly.

She reached out and gently touched his forehead. Surging divine energy erupted wildly as she once again bestowed upon him the blessing of the [Goddess of Wisdom].

Under the enveloping divine power, Souma transformed into the form he had taken in the previous Singularity, Olympus Gods.

He activated his projection form, ready to face the Council of Gods head-on!

With his current true strength, taking on the gods alone would still be nigh impossible. Better to use a projection to intimidate them.

But just as Council of Gods summoned his projection, he found an unexpected guest standing before him—

Qin Shi Huang himself!

This left him feeling slightly awkward.

In The First Emperor of Eternity, he had been the other’s teacher and had earned his utmost respect.

But in the Lostbelt of Qin, he had been the emperor’s enemy, nearly forcing him to abandon his Eternal Empire and personally destroy his own Great Qin.

Athena, standing beside him, frowned. "Qin Shi Huang, you’ve awakened the power of your Lostbelt?"

The Qin Shi Huang before them now was entirely different from the one she had seen before.

An overwhelming aura, more transcendent than that of a god, radiated from him.

It was as if he were the center of the world, standing above all else.

This imposing aura unmistakably belonged to the king of the Lostbelt!

The human vessel he had currently descended into was clearly a genuine Grand-class Saint Graph from the Lostbelt as well.

Different from the seven Grand Servants, he could be called the Grand Ruler!

Qin Shi Huang’s peerlessly handsome face wore a gentle smile: "Master, after watching the video, I have regained the relevant memories."

"Uh, I’m really sorry for making you personally abandon your Eternal Empire." Nameless grew increasingly awkward.

Earlier when the emperor had visited, the scene had been one of harmony between master and disciple. That would likely never return now.

At least he probably wouldn’t bring out the infamous Sword of the Father or Signal Axe and such.

Qin Shi Huang looked slightly surprised: "Since it was my choice to let go, how could I possibly blame you, Master?"

"Wait, you’re not angry?" Nameless was taken aback.

"Not only am I not angry, I must thank you, Teacher, for showing me a human history filled with infinite possibilities," Qin Shi Huang said with a smile.

The so-called perfect empire meant having no future at all, destined for eventual ruin.

But China was different.

Over a hundred years ago when he descended upon China, swearing to defend the nation with his life, he had clearly been influenced by the Lostbelt, wanting to rebuild a peaceful nation.

Moreover, a China brimming with infinite potential!

Qin Shi Huang stepped forward, placing a hand on his shoulder: "I was worried you might overthink things, so I came specifically to see you, Master."

Though this was the teacher who had protected him, the man now appeared merely as a seventeen-year-old youth.

While he himself was the emperor who held China’s fate and future in his hands.

Nameless let out a soft sigh of relief: "Good, it seems you haven’t lost yourself. You still retain your humanity."

The Eternal Emperor from the Lostbelt had been a true deity, capable of ordering village massacres without hesitation.

He had fought with everything he had to defeat the Evils of Humanity and restore the Lostbelt precisely to make him human again.

"Indeed, Master. Since China is not yet perfect, then I shall work together with you to forge a perfect China!"

Qin Shi Huang’s smile grew even gentler, "I have recalled your final lesson. Thank you for enlightening me, Master. I hope you will continue to guide me in the future."

Had his teacher not fought him with everything, he might have led both the Lostbelt and Proper Human History to humanity’s complete annihilation.

At that point, there would have been no turning back!

"You have surpassed your teacher now. You don’t need my guidance anymore," Nameless said with deep satisfaction.

For any teacher, seeing their student achieve greatness brings more joy than personal fame.

The key was that even after becoming the most powerful emperor, his student still remembered his debt of gratitude.

Truly wonderful.

Qin Shi Huang turned calmly to regard the deities nearby: "This time, I shall be the one protecting my Master against those false gods. You deities should just stand aside and watch."

"..."

Athena was momentarily speechless.

Listen to that arrogance!

This man remained as insolent as he had been in the Lostbelt, showing no regard for the Olympian gods whatsoever.

Her expression shifted slightly.

Could it be that the other party was afraid she would snatch Nameless away?

Athena calmly replied, "Of course, if you can defeat those false gods, there would be no need for us to intervene."

"Hmph, a bunch of deities whose true forms cannot descend upon the mortal realm. Though the Master has already protected you once, you still wish to rely on him to fight—how utterly weak!" Qin Shi Huang didn’t bother hiding his mockery.

Claiming to be humanity’s guardian gods, yet unable to defeat a group of false gods without the Master stepping in again.

It was truly unbearable to watch.

"You—"

Athena glared at him furiously but found herself unable to refute his words.

Indeed, the Olympian gods were suppressed by Alaya, their true forms barred from the mortal realm.

To defeat those false gods, they had no choice but to rely on Nameless’s power.

The other party’s taunts weren’t wrong!

"Just stand aside and watch! This time, I will protect the Master!"

Qin Shi Huang hesitated slightly. "Master, you don’t need to lift a finger. Let me handle these pests—would that be acceptable?"

"Uh..."

Nameless was taken aback, barely suppressing a laugh.

Was there really such a good thing in the world?

Seriously, after fighting for countless years, did they really think he still wanted to fight?

Slacking off was so much better.

If he could laze around forever, he’d gladly let them turn him into a useless shut-in.

All the effort he’d poured into teaching and protecting them was now being repaid tenfold.

Nice. Really nice!

Stifling a grin, Nameless feigned apology. "Then I’ll trouble you, Zhen’er."

Ideally, if Zhen’er could wipe out those false gods and even the more terrifying entities, he could finally retire for good.

Working? No way. He never wanted to work again in his life.

All he wanted was to slack off!

"Fighting in my Master’s stead is my duty."

Qin Shi Huang raised his head, staring at the gods in the sky. "If you wish to threaten the Master, you’ll have to step over my corpse first!"

"Hmm..."

For a moment, Nameless felt a complicated mix of emotions.

He was always the one saying such things to others, fighting desperately to protect them.

This was the first time someone had said it to him.

Well, except for Tiamat before.

Zhen’er had truly grown up, learning to care for him.

If only he had Tiamat’s overwhelming strength too.

With one guardian on each side, who would dare provoke him?

Nameless’s lips curled slightly. "Well then, Zhen’er, let’s make those false gods humiliate themselves before the entire world!"

"At your command, Master," Qin Shi Huang replied with a smile.

With their plan settled,

Nameless’s projection appeared before the eyes of the Council of Gods.

His figure was broadcast live across the internet.

The panicked people of China erupted in excitement—

-[Holy shit, it’s Nameless, the strongest god-blessed warrior who gathered divine blessings in the Singularity and defeated Cronus!]

-[Go, Nameless! Slaughter those fake Council of Gods!]

-[Damn, ever since Qin Shi Huang descended over a century ago to restore order, when has China ever suffered the humiliation of having guns pointed at our heads?]

-[I never thought Nameless would actually appear in public—is this his debut?]

-[Could it be that Alaya’s repeated video exposures helped him regain his power?]

...

Under the gaze of countless Chinese and people worldwide.

Nameless stood atop the Fuyuki Bridge, gazing calmly at the camera as he spoke: "Now that the false gods of the Council of Gods descend to bring harm upon the world, though I have no desire for conquest, I know the suffering of China’s people. My only wish is to defeat these gods and restore eternal peace to China!"

These simple words instantly became an anchor of stability for countless panicked Chinese citizens, bringing them a sense of reassurance.

Anyone who had seen Alaya’s exposé videos knew he had been creating miracles all along.

Dragons, gods, Evils of Humanity... countless formidable and terrifying enemies had all fallen before him.

He was truly humanity’s strongest Guardian Spirit.

His open defiance against the Council of Gods meant those deities couldn’t possibly be the benevolent protectors they claimed to be.

After all, Nameless was the ultimate ally of justice, willingly sacrificing himself time and again to protect humanity.

By comparison.

The Council of Gods, in its quest for dominance, had been plundering the world with abandon, earning little goodwill from anyone.

The [Sun God] Councilor snorted coldly: "Such arrogance! To dare slander us true gods—your crimes are unforgivable!"

To amplify their intimidation and force Qin Shi Huang and all of China into submission.

They had launched a live broadcast, flaunting the overwhelming might of the Council of Gods.

Now that Nameless openly called them false gods, there could be no forgiveness.

The [Goddess of Wisdom] murmured softly: "A Guardian Spirit who claims to protect humanity, yet appears only as a projection... Could it be you’re merely a thief stealing [Nameless Spirit]’s identity?"

Having attained full Divine Spirit power, she instantly recognized this was merely an avatar.

Clearly, with his Spirit Origin shattered and not yet restored to full strength, Nameless didn’t dare face them in person, fearing capture and suppression.

This made things much simpler.

Against such empty bluster, they could easily twist the narrative and accuse him of being the impostor.

In this world, truth only exists within the range of artillery fire!

As long as they remained the strongest, they would define truth itself!

The [God King] Councilor declared with supreme arrogance: "Thus spake the gods: You stand guilty!"

Zzzzt—

Lightning energy surged violently.

The clear sky darkened instantly as thick bolts of thunder snaked across the heavens, coalescing into a massive thunder dragon.

This was the [God King]’s authority over storms.

Thunder—the primal fear etched into human bones, symbolizing the wrath of heaven and divine judgment!

"Oh? You’re just thieves who stole the power of Olympus, yet you cry thief first?"

Nameless’ tone dripped with undisguised mockery.

With all pretense now abandoned between them, there was no need for courtesy.

Most crucially.

This time, he had backup. The fight wasn’t his to wage—who feared whom?

Facing the Council of Gods, Nameless said calmly: "You false gods understand neither fear nor the unbreakable spine of China."

"Hmm? Your so-called Qin Shi Huang dares not show himself! We shall reduce the Epang Palace to rubble and pass judgment on the tyrant Ying Zheng!"

The [Sun God] Councilor’s voice brimmed with derision.

Earlier, his cannon blast had shattered China’s [Heavenly Court] defense system, yet the Emperor hadn’t even dared protest.

What if he regained his Lostbelt memories? Did he think he could reclaim assets like the orbital Great Wall, mechanical holy body, or the Lishan Hero Vault?

Hah! Pure fantasy!

His unrestrained mockery had already spread across the vast lands of China through the internet.

It enraged countless Chinese people to the point where they wished they could personally take to the battlefield and fight against him.

Unfortunately, they were merely ordinary people.

Facing the lofty Machine Gods would be nothing but a suicidal endeavor, with not the slightest chance of victory.

All they could do was endure endless frustration—

-[Ahhh, why hasn’t His Majesty appeared yet?]

-[Could it be that His Majesty is unable to oppose the Council of Gods and has no choice but to swallow the humiliation, letting them insult us?]

-[Impossible, absolutely impossible! His Majesty swore to protect us to the death—how could he tolerate such humiliation?]

-[Even if he can’t bear it, what can he do? For mortals to slay gods—how could that ever be easy?]

-[Sigh, it’s still a matter of insufficient strength. If the Council of Gods were facing Qin Shi Huang, the King of the Lostbelt, would they dare to act so arrogantly?]