Zongman: Pan-dimensional sign-in system

The clone Miyuki said in an almost provocative tone, as if mocking Yotsuba Tatsuya's stupidity and helplessness.

"Shut up, you evil fake!" Yotsuba Tatsuya glared at him, his voice hoarse and trembling with anger.

"I'm going to..."

But before he could finish his words, another "Soul Purgatory Hammer" descended from the sky, smashing fiercely on Yotsuba Tatsuya's head with devastating force. At that moment, his world seemed to collapse, and all the pain and fear converged on this point, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

When Yotsuba Tatsuya awoke again, he found himself resurrected. But this time, his face was devoid of the previous resolve and courage; instead, it was filled with pain and fear. He had realized that Shangguan Wen no longer needed those 48640 attacks to kill him. Just a few more such attacks, and his soul and that of his sister, Miyuki, would be completely destroyed, forever unable to return to this world.

Yotsuba Tatsuya struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes becoming empty and confused. He looked around and saw the clone Miyuki standing there with a victorious attitude, looking at him coldly.

Shangguan Wen was hidden in the darkness, revealing only a pair of murderous eyes. "Why? Why are you doing this to me?"

Yotsuba Tatsuya murmured softly, his voice filled with despair and unwillingness. He didn't understand what he had done wrong to endure such cruel torture and pain.

"I can't help it. You're in my way. I could have killed you in one go, but you chose to use the [Auto-Recovery Technique]. I had no choice but to switch to this method. I can't blame anyone else. Thanks to your repeated performances, I've cracked your technique. Goodbye!"

Shangguan Wenping conjured up a pistol, from which several pitch-black vortex bullets were fired, aiming at the forehead, heart, belly, and limbs of the Yotsuba siblings.

When the 1.4mm warhead hit the target, it created a tiny black hole that continuously absorbed the soul and destroyed the body.

"Miyuki, continue hammering 13 times."

"Yes, my lord"

The clone Miyuki picked up the sledgehammer and continued to hit Yotsuba Meat Sauce 13 times, but Yotsuba Tatsuya never resurrected.

"Thank me for letting you be born on the same day and month, and die on the same day and month!"

A small coffin box engraved with runes appeared in Shangguan Wen's hand. He put the meat paste of the four-leaf brothers and sisters into it, baked it again, and then threw it into the box. Then he suddenly made a throwing motion and threw it towards the sun.

Whoosh~~Boom~~~

As Shangguan Wen threw the urn in one go, the atmosphere above Neon was torn apart directly. After a free middle split, the urn hit the sun accurately and became a part of the sun.

Angelina asked in confusion:

"Well, I said it's necessary to go to this extent?"

"Of course there are. Even the [Auto-Recovery Spell] that allows you to revive for a day has appeared. And Yotsuba Miyuki's cyber ghost, if we don't do it over and over again, do you expect them to pop up again and disgust people?"

Angelina shuddered and shook her head in denial. She'd seen firsthand how difficult the Clover siblings were to kill. If it weren't for Shangguan Wen, she might have been able to kill them once or twice, but this kind of buggy method of repeatedly resurrecting at full health would require Shangguan Wen, a monster among monsters, to handle.

Chapter 211 Shangguan Wen Arrives at His Loyal Earth (End of this Volume)

With the death of the Yotsuba siblings, the entire Neon was like a dog with a broken spine. The former prosperity and bustle seemed to solidify in an instant, and the air was filled with depression and despair.

Shangguan Wen, a powerful man standing at the pinnacle of power and strength, had a gaze as sharp as an eagle, penetrating through layers of fog and finally fixing on Nanakusa Hiroichi and Yotsuba Maya.

Nanakusa Koichi, a former ally of the Yotsuba family and a member of the Neon Ten Master Clans, now had a complex expression like a palette of colors. His eyes were woven with a complex mix of emotions: anger, resentment, fear, and a hint of indescribable sadness.

Shangguan Wen simply cast a glance, a gaze imbued with immense authority and oppression, as if capable of piercing the deepest secrets of a person's heart. Facing Shangguan Wen's gaze, Nanakusa Hiroichi's body trembled uncontrollably. He knew, in this world where the strong reigned supreme, that he had no escape route—choose loyalty to Shangguan Wen and become his helper in managing Neon, or die.

So, he made a decision, a decision that he would never forget. He suddenly stretched out his hands and forcefully grabbed the neck of Yotsuba Maya, whom he once regarded as his white moonlight.

A flash of surprise flashed across Yotsuba Maya's eyes, followed by shock, and finally deep fear. She never imagined that she would die at the hands of the person she once trusted the most.

Nanakusa's grip grew stronger, and Yotsuba Maya's face gradually turned purple. The breath of life quickly dissipated from her body. Finally, when the last trace of life disappeared from her eyes, Nanakusa seemed to have exhausted all his strength and collapsed to the ground. He was breathing heavily, his eyes empty and confused.

"Sir, the Nanakusa family will pledge their loyalty to you."

Nanakusa Hiroichi's voice was low and firm, as if he was swearing an oath to his own fate. He knew that only in this way could he preserve the Nanakusa family's bloodline and find a glimmer of hope in this chaotic world.

Shangguan Wen heard this and a playful smile appeared on his lips. He slowly walked up to Nanakusa Koichi and gently lifted Yotsuba Maya's already cold body with his toes, his eyes revealing an indescribable contempt and ridicule.

"Smart choice. Yotsuba Maya's body is still warm, why not take it while it's hot?"

As soon as these words came out, Nanakusa Hirokazu's mouth twitched a few times. The adult in front of him really spoke without any taboos or scruples.

However, Nanakusa Hirokazu did not dare to show any dissatisfaction or resistance, as he knew very well that his life and death depended on Shangguan Wen's decision.

Shangguan Wen seemed quite satisfied with Nanakusa Hirokazu's reaction. He gently patted Nanakusa Hirokazu's shoulder, with a hint of joking in his tone:

"Let's go. I'm going to my loyal Tokyo."

"Hi, loyal Tokyo welcomes Your Highness."

Nanakusa Hiroichi responded quickly, with a hint of flattery and ingratiation in his voice.

As a surrenderer, I must show enough loyalty and obedience in order to survive under the protection of this adult.

The army of the [People's Union] easily wiped out the last resistance forces in Neon territory like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Those who chose suicide or died on the battlefield, their bravery and determination became footnotes in history, but many more chose to surrender. Especially after their spines were ruthlessly broken, the Japanese, who once admired the nature of the strong, began to realize that resistance was futile in the face of absolute power. Thus, they bowed their heads, willingly submitting to the iron hoof of the [Human Union].

For these Japanese, surrendering to anyone will result in the same outcome, which is nothing more than the continuation of taxation and exploitation, but transferred from the hands of their own people to the hands of foreigners.

Shangguan Wen, accompanied by his clone Shenxue and the beautiful Angelina, once again set foot on this familiar land, returning to the No. 1 High School where he had briefly studied. They appeared in the principal's office, and Shangguan Wen sat firmly on the chair that symbolized power.

Mayumi Nanakusa, who was standing by, was holding a copy of the organized magic information of the Neon Magician in her hand, ready to hand it over to the new ruler.

Her emotions were incredibly complex, and an indescribable light shone in her eyes. On one hand, Shangguan Wen was the murderer who destroyed Neon's existing order, the one who personally buried the Ten Master Clans and Neon's glory. His arrival marked the end of the Nanakusa Clan's former glory and status. However, from another perspective, Shangguan Wen was also the one who helped Nanakusa Mayumi escape her predetermined fate. He was like a ray of light, illuminating her dark world, freeing her from the constraints of her family and binding her to it.

After Shangguan Wen completely controlled Neon, he did not kill innocent people as people expected. Instead, he set about rebuilding order and trying to bring life back to this war-torn land.

Of course, he showed no mercy to those stubborn rebels, but other than that, he tried to remain restrained and fair.

"Nanagusa-senpai, is there anyone who still opposes you in First High School?"

Angelina's voice broke the silence in the office, her tone tinged with curiosity and concern. She knew that Nanakusa Mayumi had faced a lot of criticism and accusations upon returning to First High School, and was even called a deserter.

The corner of Nanakusa Mayumi's eye twitched slightly, and she certainly felt sad.

As the eldest daughter of her family, she returned to the school where she had studied for three years, bearing the family's expectations and trust. However, she was not greeted with a warm welcome from her classmates or the respect and admiration of her juniors, but rather with indifference and alienation. The classmates and teachers who had once fought and studied alongside her now viewed her as a coward and a deserter, their return filled with disdain and ridicule.

When Shangguan Wen, Shenxue, and Angelina returned to No. 1 High School, the people's expressions changed dramatically. They gathered around Shangguan Wen, groveling and fawning, eager to give everything they had to the new ruler in exchange for even a little attention and favor.

They have forgotten their former ideals and beliefs, and forgotten the comrades who heroically sacrificed their lives to defend their homeland. This double-standard attitude makes Nanakusa Mayumi feel deeply sad and disappointed.

"Yes, but not much."

Mayumi Nanakusa sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness and fatigue in her tone.

She knew she couldn't change these people's thoughts and attitudes, so she could only endure it all silently. She looked out the window, and the once familiar campus had now become strange and indifferent.

Those figures who once laughed and struggled with her are now gradually drifting away, becoming a fleeting shadow in her memory.

Shangguan Wen noticed Mayumi Nanakusa's mood change and patted her shoulder gently to comfort her.

"Mayumi, don't worry too much about what others think. You've done enough. You've sacrificed so much for your family and your country. Now, it's time to live for yourself."

Shangguan Wen's words were like a warm current flowing into Mayumi Nanakusa's heart, making her feel a little warmth and comfort.

"Yes, my lord"

at this time.

Drop drop, drop drop.

Angelina's phone suddenly chimed in the quiet room, the light from the screen illuminating her slightly exhausted yet resolute face. She had replaced this phone specifically for her own safety. It was manufactured by [Human Union] and guaranteed extremely high confidentiality and security. However, when she saw the source of the message was America, a glimmer of gloom crossed her deep eyes, and her bright mood was instantly overshadowed by a dark cloud.

"Fuck these bureaucrats! They didn't let me go even after I was betrayed, and now they want to use me."

Angelina cursed under her breath, her tone filled with anger and resentment at her past experiences. Ever since she was betrayed during the Nine Schools War, her position as captain of the America Magic Special Forces had vanished like a phantom. Not only had her authority been stripped away, but she was also required to pay exorbitant taxes.

The American army in this world is just like ordinary merchants. They need to buy their uniforms, weapons and even CAD at their own expense. It's really ridiculous.

Angelina took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and then answered the phone. On the other end of the line came a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her—it was her father's voice, the man who betrayed her and whom she thought would never see again.

"Angelina, the person who can talk to your target is..."

Angelina's father's words were filled with a hint of urgency and expectation, as if he was seeking her help, but also seemed to be testing her bottom line. Angelina sneered and interrupted her father:

"He's the person closest to Shangguan Wen, right? The guy who used me before and is trying to use me again. Humph, since I'm being used anyway, why don't I choose a powerful being to be used? Old Deng, just wait for me. I'll return to America and personally destroy everyone in the Shields family!"

Her voice was as cold as ice, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, full of determination and murderous intent.

After hanging up the phone, Angelina's thoughts went back to the unbearable past ten days ago.

Imagine her as the captain of the American Magic Special Forces, how glorious she must be. Possessing extraordinary magical talent and outstanding command ability, she is a leader in the unit.

However, a sudden betrayal brought her down from the clouds to the bottom of the valley. She had originally thought that the Nine Schools Competition was a fair contest, but she had never expected such a dirty conspiracy to be hidden behind it.

She was betrayed by the person she trusted most, lost her position as captain, and was stripped of all authority and honor. If it weren't for Shangguan Wen, she would have died long ago, and even after death, her body would have been used as a medical instrument. This is very American.

Shangguan Wen's voice was in her ears, with a hint of unquestionable determination:

"Angelina, the Neon issue will be resolved in one day. Are you interested in personally leading the army into America and killing that rebellious father?"

These words were like a key, unlocking the long-locked rage and desire for revenge within Angelina's heart. A hint of excitement curled up in her grim smile, a smile that reflected both a desire for the upcoming battle and an endless hatred for the betrayer.

"Of course, I will send those who betrayed me straight to hell. They should pay for their actions. Pay the price!"

As Angelina made up her mind, Mayumi Nanakusa's face was full of smiles. She didn't expect Shangguan Wen's ambition to be so big. After occupying Neon, his next target was actually the world's strongest America.

How could Mayumi Nanakusa miss the opportunity to witness history like this?

Following Shangguan Wen's will, the entire Human Alliance's war machine roared to life. Time seemed to accelerate at this moment, passing in a flash. In the blink of an eye, it was 4: AM in America, the time when the human body clock is most sleepy.

However, for America and other countries, this was a nightmare night that will never be forgotten.

Without declaring war or issuing any warning, the Human Alliance chose the most brutal and direct approach—a devastating attack. In the silent night sky, streaks of meteor-like trails streaked across the heavens. They were Astartes warriors descending from the heavens, like messengers of the gods, bringing endless slaughter and destruction upon the world. Meanwhile, from the shadows of the city, armies of mechas quietly emerged, their massive forms looming in the night, like terrifying steel behemoths.

Warplanes and fleets filled the night sky, their roars resounding like thunder. Suddenly, all non-Human Union countries and regions around the world fell into panic and despair. They were attacked by 093 missiles of various types from the Human Union. These missiles rained down like raindrops, reducing entire tracts of land to scorched earth.

Immediately afterwards, 578 million tons of ammunition were dropped, and tens of thousands of light beams falling from the sky reaped lives like the scythe of the god of death, washing away cities, villages, forests, and rivers.

This was only what happened in the first two hours of the war. By the fourth hour, the Human Alliance's offensive had intensified.

The same standard configuration was used in battle over and over again, and possible strategic targets such as military bases, administrative centers, transportation hubs, etc. were bombed to pieces and destroyed beyond recognition.

Flames shot up into the sky, lighting up the entire night sky or the sun; the explosion was deafening, as if it would swallow up the entire world.

Angelina put on power armor and returned to her former homeland, watching all this coldly.

Her face showed no trace of pity or sympathy, only a firm belief in victory. She knew that this war was not just for revenge, but also for the hegemony and rule of the [Human Union].

She wants the whole world to know that the [Human Union] is invincible, and anyone who dares to challenge the authority of the [Human Union] will pay a heavy price.

As the war dragged on, the People's Alliance's forces advanced with unstoppable force. They encountered stiff resistance, but also reaped rich rewards. Within the command room, Shangguan Wen constantly adjusted tactics and strategy, ensuring the People's Alliance could achieve the greatest victory at the lowest cost. This war was a test not only of military strength, but also of wisdom and resolve.

Yet, amidst this brutal war, some touching stories emerged: soldiers from around the world heroically sacrificed their lives on the battlefield, defending the dignity and honor of their nations; and civilians helped each other in times of disaster, demonstrating the brilliance and warmth of humanity.

But these stories were just insignificant episodes in Shangguan Wen's eyes. He was only concerned about the outcome of the war and the future of the [Human Union].

Finally, after several days of fierce fighting, the Human Alliance achieved a decisive victory. Non-Human Alliance nations, including America, surrendered or were defeated, and the entire world once again fell under the rule of the Human Alliance.

Angelina stood at the gate of America's White House in Washington. A large group of surviving American dignitaries, including the Shields family where she once lived, knelt down without any courage under the gaze of Astarte's weapons, waiting for the arrival of its loyal master Shangguan Wen.

Shangguan Wen landed from the floating battleship, looked at the part of the white house that was blackened by gunpowder smoke, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his feet stepped into his loyal America area.

----split line----

This volume is finished. It was too long.

Chapter 212: The Herrscher of Knowledge Core, Return to One Piece

Shangguan Wen stood in his slightly messy but personal room. The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the half-closed curtains, scattering dappled light on the ground, adding a touch of warmth to the quiet space.

"System, I need to sign in for today."

Shangguan Wen's voice was calm and powerful, as if every word contained unquestionable determination.

"Ding Dong, received! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the eighth Herrscher Core of Honkai Impact 3rd—the Herrscher Core of Consciousness." The system's voice echoed in his mind, carrying a subtle hint of joy. As the voice fell, a black and red feather suddenly appeared in Shangguan Wen's hand. A mysterious light shone from the feather, as if imbued with infinite power.

Shangguan Wen stared at the feather in his hand, his heart filled with an indescribable excitement. He carefully brought the feather close to his palm, and the feather seemed to sense Shangguan Wen's will and began to slowly melt into his palm.

As the feather merged into him, Shangguan Wen felt a huge stream of information pouring into his mind. It was about the authority of many consciousnesses, and about the power and wisdom of the Ruler of Knowledge.

"Does this qualify me as a dual herder?" Shangguan Wen pondered, a faint smile playing on his lips. He knew that gaining this power meant he had taken another solid step towards the destruction of the world.

However, the system's voice poured cold water on him at the right time.

[Ding Dong, the host has not yet become a Herrscher of the End, a person with a heart rhythm of 14. He still needs to work hard. A Herrscher of the End is at the level of a Commander, and there is still a long way to go before becoming a Star God of Collapse Iron.]

The system's words brought Shangguan Wen back from his brief moment of joy. He knew full well that the power system of the Collapse World was intricate and complex. Although he had obtained the core of the Herrscher of Knowledge, it was only a small step forward in the vast multiverse.

Shangguan Wen nodded affirmatively, a surge of fighting spirit rising within him. He recalled every step of his journey to where he was today, each one filled with hardship and challenges.

But it was these experiences that made him more determined to keep growing and surpassing himself.

"Yeah, I still need to work harder..."

Shangguan Wen muttered to himself. He knew full well that the death of Star Gods in the Collapse Iron World was not uncommon, and even the fallen Envoys were like countless stars. While he might be a formidable figure in the Novice Village, in the broader context of the multiverse, he was still an insignificant existence.