Chapter 399: The Request

Heimu silently exhaled a sigh of relief in her heart.

Indeed, that Aha fellow may be unreliable, but in terms of "drawing attention," he is definitely Star God‑level.

It's unknown what method Fun God employed, but he successfully caused a brief shift in Nanuq's "gaze."

That is enough, sufficient for her to proceed to the next step, and enough to send a signal to these Extinction Great Lords: she, Heimu, can influence the Star God's "focus."

She redirected her gaze toward the Extinction Great Lords before her, and her tone returned to the previous Calm:

"So, everyone, what do you think?"

"If you will depart now, grant us a face, and let this world follow my pace toward its proper ending,"

Her violet‑black eyes slowly swept each one, "or perhaps …"

She did not finish, but the aura of vast power hidden beneath her Calm already formed a silent threat.

The atmosphere solidified again.

The Extinction Great Lords quickly exchanged information.

The shift of the Star God's will is a clear signal.

The "Heimu" before them has a mysterious background, unknown methods, and at least a minister‑level strength.

To fight for a newly discovered world whose value is yet to be assessed and already assigned by a "colleague" to be "responsible," against an unknown opponent of equal rank here, does it align with Destruction's interests?

Guiji was the first to decide.

He gracefully placed his hand on his chest and saluted.

"Since it is a colleague's request, and also The Lord's tacit approval …"

He paused, his tone tinged with a playful helplessness, "We naturally have no reason to refuse. After all, who hosts the Destruction feast may affect the final art, but the essence's brilliance will not change. We look forward to your… distinctive finale, Black Curtain Lady."

After speaking, his projection, like faded watercolor, quickly faded and dissolved into the cosmic backdrop.

Immediately, Xingxiao's projection also silently disintegrated, turning into specks of pure white light, like stardust scattered by wind, leaving no words.

Huan Long's golden illusion glanced deeply at Heimu, then cast a sidelong look at the complex‑expressed Black Tower behind her, his folding fan gently fluttering.

"Indeed … what a pity."

Her voice remained ethereal, but less fervent than before, with a hint of playfulness, "A good drama, and the lead changes right after the opening. Yet …"

Her gaze locked onto Heimu, "If the chance arises, perhaps we can meet again, Black Curtain Lady. I am very interested in your story."

As the words fell, the golden illusion, together with the yellow‑black Flame, contracted into a streak of light, shot toward the distant slowly mending spatial fissure, and finally vanished.

All right, only the last one remains.

Fenfeng.

The black‑white figure still stood in place, the Dark-colored Great Sword in his hand unchanged, and the Destruction storm roared silently around him.

He uttered nothing, but that pure, raging battle will, like a tangible blade, locked firmly onto Heimu.

Heimu sighed inwardly.

She already knew this one was not so easily "talked out of."

For Fenfeng, "Destruction" is the goal, but the "battle" itself, especially fighting a strong opponent and enacting Destruction within the fight, is also an ingrained instinctual need.

If he is not allowed to "enjoy himself," he will not leave easily.

"It seems words are ineffective on you."

Heimu said calmly, "I am not the type that specializes in combat; a head‑on clash may not satisfy you."

Fenfeng remained silent, but the tip of his sword lifted ever so slightly.

Heimu raised her hand, drew a gentle stroke across the void before Fenfeng.

"Bzz—"

A massive spatial fissure burst open out of nowhere!

Inside the fissure, it was not the familiar starry sky but a bizarre scene: a dim yellow sky like an old photograph filter, shattered broken wings floating, and a violet‑black man holding a grotesquely shaped Dark-colored Great Sword, silently hovering at the center.

His eyes opened, a gray‑white as if stripped of all color.

Beneath him, the "ground" was littered with countless shattered remnants resembling his form, piled like a mountain, creating a heart‑pounding deathscape.

—【Golden Descendant·Bai E】.

Heimu pointed at the scene within the fissure and said to Fenfeng, "There's a fellow inside, enough for you to have a satisfying fight. He won't speak, only fight, until one side is completely incapacitated — or you choose to leave. How about it?"

Fenfeng's gaze turned into the fissure, locking onto the violet‑black figure hovering above the countless wreckage.

He could feel the opponent's aura, equally immensely strong and filled with Destruction and obsession, a combat will slightly different from the Destruction he knows yet equally powerful.

Silence lasted several seconds.

Then, Fenfeng moved.

He did not glance back at Heimu or Black Tower, took a heavy step, and stepped into the spatial fissure.

The moment his figure vanished completely, the fissure abruptly contracted, becoming a tiny speck of light, then vanished entirely as if never having appeared.

Heimu finally exhaled fully, feeling the invisible pressure on her shoulders lift substantially.

She sensed once more the connection between the two worlds — those forcibly torn spatial fissures, now lacking the Extinction Great Lords' continual infusion and the Star God's "reinforcement," were rapidly sealing under the world's own self‑healing.

It won't be long before the passage fully closes, and Xingyue World regains its independence.

The crisis seems temporarily resolved.

She turned, looking at the ever‑silent Black Tower behind her.

The Black Tower's expression at this moment was quite vivid.

The Extinction Great Lords, still reeling from the shock of being "talked out," had their doubts about Heimu's identity and purpose reach a peak, and the long‑standing "old debts" fury began to stir.

Several emotions intertwined, rendering her face—so strikingly similar to Heimu's—in an almost expressionless state.

Heimu opened her mouth, about to say something light to break the awkward, tense atmosphere and explain the cause and effect—

Suddenly, her movement halted.

It was not because of the Black Tower's gaze, but because, deep within her perception—or rather, within the newly established connection of her destiny with Destruction—she saw something.

She saw Nanuk's golden eyes, blazing with the scene of The End, briefly look away due to Aha's interference, but not completely lose interest here.

That gaze wandered through the deep cosmos, sweeping past countless stars, and finally returned to rest upon her.

It was not looking toward the Xingyue World, but looking at her, Heimu.

In the gaze there was no Rage, no approval, not even the usual indifference.

It was a kind of… confirmation.

Immediately after, she saw a short clip from earlier: before Nanuk's gaze was drawn away by Aha, the Fun God seemed already crouched beside the Destruction Star God's line of sight, whistling at a void, occasionally emitting exaggerated sounds like "du~" "wow~ so exaggerated", flailing about, while colorful Masks fluttered up and down around, looking just like a brat trying to attract a parent's attention…

Then, Nanuk's gaze was indeed attracted by his extremely "eye‑catching package" behavior, and he glanced over briefly.

It was that brief glance that gave Heimu the chance to act and to make a "declaration."

And now Nanuk's gaze has returned, landing on her.

Then, Heimu clearly felt a non‑refusable "information" imprinting onto her core via the destiny connection:

【This realm is Destruction.】

【Mark granted.】