I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

Golden ripples instantly spread across the entire sky, as if illuminating the whole sky!

immediately--

A golden torrent of Noble Phantasms erupted!

……

Blitz Toka is now on his way to where he is going.

Because in the place he was going, there was a "god" who created him.

They stopped in front of a lounge and opened the door.

A black-haired woman with a cigarette in her mouth sat in a chair.

"Didn't you come here because you had something to say to me?"

"Ah, yes, I have more to say than the stars in the sky."

Blitz raised his pistol. "But there might not be enough time to finish here, so..."

"I intend to use bullets instead of words to say everything here."

Blitz fell silent.

Because his creator, Suruga Shunma, said the exact same words as him.

"Why?" Blitz's expression turned to surprise.

“Of course, that’s how I would make it up.” Suruga Shunma didn’t seem surprised. After saying that, he took a deep drag of his cigarette. “I’m your god, you know.”

"I'm in a really bad mood. A woman like you is actually a god in my world." Blitz's face darkened, and his weathered face showed displeasure. "I might as well pray to cow dung."

“Blitz, if you want to settle everything with a gun, fine. But all the questions and everything else will go to the grave with me. Do you really think that's a good idea?” Suruga Shunma said calmly, his eyes closed.

“Indeed, as you said, I have nothing more to say if my daughter is in hell. So I will ask you a few questions. Is that alright, Lord?” Blitz said, looking at the composed Suruga.

Suruga Shunma stubbed out his cigarette and then stood up.

She was only in her early twenties, and a mole on the corner of her mouth gave her a unique charm. She wore a black headband, and her dark eyes looked at Blitz with a calm expression. "Sure."

"The fact that you are the creator of my world is irrelevant to me now. However, there are still some things that cannot be resolved. What might be a trivial question for you as a god could be unforgivable even for a speck of dust... You meticulously planned and wrote down the entire plot; the responsibility is yours, which is why I want to ask you, why—"

"Why did my own daughter have to die that way?"

The two then looked at each other in silence.

“I only have one answer,” Suruga Shunma replied, a slightly mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Because only in this way will the story become interesting.”

Finally, Blitz could no longer contain himself, raised his pistol, aimed it at Suruga Shunma, and pulled the trigger!

"Bang!" The powerful force sent Suruga's horse flying backward, crashing into the wall.

She knelt on the floor, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

"You heretic, you scoundrel! Aren't you a god?! Don't you have any compassion at all?!" Blitz asked angrily.

"Why do you think I drew your world? To let you rest in peace? Of course not, you idiot! It's all for the audience. If it makes the story interesting, I'll draw it no matter how unfortunate it is! Even if it means killing someone, even if it means turning the world upside down!"

“That’s true. Although you are a god, you are an evil god.” Blitz still held up his pistol.

"That's a harsh thing to say... Isn't your Altair also planning to destroy the world? It's not much different from me, is it?"

“Motivation and ideals are very important. At least I think her creator is someone worth being loyal to. Unlike you.”

"It's unbelievable that you can even say that... Making your character help with revenge for selfish reasons... That's not something a storyteller would do... This isn't a story at all, it's just a bunch of random scribbles disguised as a speech."

"You're the so-called successful person, aren't you? Someone like you would never understand the humiliation she went through."

“No one is born a success, you idiot.” Sitting up, Suruga Shunma responded in an annoyed tone, “Do you know how many painful nights I’ve endured? Do you know how many times I cried my heart out to perfect and create you? Don’t say such derogatory things… Ever since I came here and saw that painter named Marigne and her skillful technique, I’ve felt… I’m not good enough. Because I didn’t want her to think I was useless, I’ve been painting like crazy, no matter where I go. It’s really tough… It’s because I’ve accepted all of this that I’ve gotten to where I am today. Even so, as long as I can make something decent, as long as I can create something interesting, all this pain is nothing… I guess it’s karma from my past life.” Suruga Shunma poured out her heart, revealing everything because she was speaking to her creation.

“I simply cannot understand.” Blitz shifted his pace. “I cannot comprehend your bloodlust over such childish things. You must be some kind of madmen… Well then, I will blow your head off, then find and kill all the enemies among the gathered crowd, and then cause as much chaos as possible in this venue, even if it’s just a little bit to help my friends who are fighting in seclusion… How does that seem to you? From your perspective as a god? Isn’t that a rather enjoyable scenario?”

"Hmph... What's so interesting about this kind of one-dimensional plot? If it were me, I would do the same thing to make you waver and resolve to defeat Altair for the sake of your daughter," Suruga Shunma retorted.

"Hmph..." Blitz let out a disdainful laugh, raising his pistol. "The one who should be taken down for your daughter's sake is you!"

“No… I’m right. After all… I am a god.” Suruga Shunma smiled.

At that moment, the door to the lounge was broken open, and a group of soldiers wearing bulletproof armor ran in, each carrying a rifle.

They surrounded Blitz and protected Suruga's horse.

"I arrived too late... I've already been shot."

At that moment, Blitz realized something.

He turned his head, and his breath caught in his throat...

There, in the spot the soldiers had made way for, stood the little girl.

Regardless, those are faces I can never forget.

She had beautiful long flaxen hair, emerald green eyes, and wore a dark green outfit that looked like winter clothing.

The girl walked toward Blitz.

Then she looked into Blitz's eyes.

Blitz also wavered.

An incredulous look flickered in his emerald green eyes.

“Dad,” the girl called Blitz.

“Elina…” Blitz’s aged face was filled with intense unease…

P.S.: I just don't understand why not choosing the All-Knowing Star is considered a stupid decision. Tell me, if you don't choose King Cai, how are you going to save Zun Ge? Are you going to use your brain to withstand the Sword of Damocles? How are you going to confront Altair head-on without King Cai? Rely on your brain and those modern firearms that Altair would crush? Or are you going to use a sword to withstand their myriad forms? With King Cai, at least you can adjust your strategy based on the opponent's reactions. Even if you use the All-Knowing Star to predict the next move, without a weapon to counter the opponent, you can still win, right? You'll still be defeated by a reversal of cause and effect.

P.S.: If Wang Cai hadn't been chosen, the second chapter of this book would have ended with Gilgamesh's death. Without the Chains of Heaven, Gilgamesh would have been dead long ago.

Chapter Forty-Three: The Final Battle - The Chains of Heaven?!

“Blitz... what did I just say? I’m your god…” Suruga Shunma said with a smile.

But Blitz looked surprised, still holding the revolver in his hand. "How...is this possible..."

His gaze made the soldiers feel a sense of danger, so they blocked Alina's path.

"It's all fake! The child is dead! She's dead! Right in front of me!" Blitz suddenly became agitated and shouted.

So he pointed his pistol at Suruga Shunma again.

"It took me a lot of effort to call her back... After all, there are no mages in my 'Code Babylon'... But, in other worlds..." Suruga Shunma knelt down, his breathing heavy.

Blitz seemed to have thought of something and let out a surprised sound.

"That's right, in Meteora's world, she is the strongest and most powerful mage! Plus, there are the magical enhancement items provided by that incredibly wealthy brat here... and since they are all creations, it all makes sense. We combined a new storyline, connecting Meteora, that brat, and your world... and recreated a dimensional gate to bring back the headless Elina."

"This kind of thing..."

"However, there's still one hurdle: the issue of acceptance, which is unavoidable. But we've overcome that hurdle. By rescuing Elina with Meteora's help at a crucial moment, we've won over the audience... The spin-off is currently receiving very positive reviews..."

Blitz was slightly stunned.

"father!"

Upon hearing this sound, Blitz dropped his pistol.

Alina hugged Blitz tightly.

The middle-aged man, who looked old, finally couldn't hold back his tears. He knelt down and hugged his daughter.

"Alina... I'm sorry, Daddy shot you, he shot you..."

His voice was filled with deep regret and remorse.

“No…” Alina shook her head, “It was because I wanted to end everything that I had such high hopes. I think Dad will definitely be able to grant my wish. I’m so happy.”

“What are you saying? I couldn’t save you… No matter what happened, I should have saved you… As your father…” Blitz pressed on Alina’s shoulders, tears streaming down his face.

Alina reached out and cupped Blitz's face in her hands.

Blitz looked at his daughter.

“No, that’s not true. I love you. I never thought I’d be able to say I love you again… I’m so happy, Dad…” Tears streamed down her face as Alina looked at Blitz with a joyful smile.

Blitz looked at his daughter and hugged her tightly.

The reunion with his daughter filled him with immense joy.

"Now is the crucial moment, Blitzcrank. Your daughter has returned. What do you plan to do? Are you going to serve poor Altair and watch your daughter die again? Or will you take care of that guy and go back to your own world with your daughter... Choose whichever you prefer." Suruga Shunma said this as he looked at Blitzcrank.

……

On the other side of the battlefield, the golden torrent that Jill unleashed completely engulfed Altair, but Jill did not show any satisfaction, only coldly staring in one direction.

"Oh dear, King of Heroes, are you so angry?" Altair looked at Gil with some surprise.

Jill is acting very strangely right now.

"Hmph..." Jill raised her hand, "Then wouldn't it be alright to witness my anger?"

Golden ripples spread, and swords, spears, and halberds appeared.

With a hint of admiration in her eyes, Jill looked at Altair. "I never expected to see someone like this. No, or rather, a creation..."

“But, to show murderous intent towards the king, one should atone with death!” Gil waved his hand. “So, die!”

"I refuse!" Altair said with a strange smile. "What a pity, King of Heroes. It's a shame you have to leave here."

"Hmph... then let me see what you mean by making me leave the stage." Jill stared at Altair, her red snake eyes flashing with a cold light.

……

"Heh heh, this is getting more and more interesting. So, isn't it time for you to make your appearance?" The purple-haired man in the shadows said, looking at a beautiful, genderless person with green hair.

“I understand. It’s strange that Jill is in this state in the world... but it doesn’t bother me.”

"Long time no see, Jill."

……

Jill keenly noticed the corner of Altair's mouth turn up in a smile.

At that moment, countless chains shot into the sky!