Chapter 289: The Flag Has Been Raised

Thousands of minutes of recorded fragments, information without reservation shared from an "enemy," savagely broke through her mental defenses and impacted Carol's consciousness.

Her consciousness accelerated endlessly, accepting the influx of excessive information. The surroundings seemed as if time had completely stopped. Even if she was unwilling and wanted to resist, in such a situation, she could only accept it passively.

The sound of fire burning reached her ears.

It was abnormally hot all around. She felt as if she had entered the sun. In Carol's memory, only the day her father was burned at the stake was this hot.

That was not ordinary fire, but—nuclear fire.

In 199X, the world was surrounded by the flames of atomic bombs.

The seas dried up, the earth cracked, and the shockwaves from the explosions destroyed all prosperous cities. The crust, averaging 17 kilometers thick, was shaken, magma surged from the asthenosphere, and dormant volcanoes revived in unison.

Thick nuclear dust permeated the atmosphere, encompassing the troposphere, stratosphere, and ionosphere. Humanity ran wildly on the road of civilizational regression...

Nuclear war completely changed the food chain. Herbivores had no plants to eat and soon disappeared. Carnivores lost their prey and could only resort to cannibalism...

What greeted the survivors emerging from underground air-raid shelters was a silent, cruel wasteland era.

Humans who mutated after radiation became strong, cruel, and bloodthirsty, obsessed with violence and plunder. Even in such a situation, humanity still harmed one another.

A desert world, civilization regressed, lives as cheap as ants, food and water... survival of the fittest once again dominated society, and violence became the only main theme.

The light gray sky and yellow-green sand and stone reflected each other. Polluted land, water sources, massive nuclear radiation, high temperatures, radioactive rain, species extinction, broken walls and ruins.

Children as young as seven had to pick up weapons, and even innocent infants lost their lives.

If you don't fight, you can't survive.

The gloom of the sky did not dissipate, blocking those prayers directed toward the heavens...

—That was a visible hell.

The next moment, Carol opened her eyes abruptly and shed two lines of shocking blood tears.

That was the manifestation of having recorded everything and understood everything.

"Compared to a world where everything has already vanished, leaving only ruins and weeping, your world-destroying song that painlessly eliminated all of humanity in an instant was truly gentle..."

She seemed to have something she wanted to say, but after Jia Ji spoke first, she fell silent.

Gentle?

Heh... never thought that one day, letting all of humanity die without pain would be called "gentle"...

For the first time, Carol felt that someone's thought process could be so difficult to understand, but she could also confirm one fact—he was serious.

Jia Ji sat calmly in front of her, his palms flowing with a strong spiritual power so dense it made one unable to breathe, gently stroking the wounds on the girl's body.

Carol took a deep breath. Under the healing power he deliberately radiated, the wounds on her body healed rapidly, scarred over, and disappeared.

"All of this has not happened yet... so, I crossed worlds to find you and seek the 'power of miracles'!"

She already understood his thoughts, origin, identity, and purpose, but...

Not only to heal an opponent who was fighting to the death just a moment ago, but also to have the "Killer of Miracles" perform a "miracle of salvation" for an unrelated world?

What a whimsical person from another world!

Idiot!

Fool!

There should be a limit to fooling people!

But—

Her task was to "understand the world," to record everything at the moment of the world's destruction—

A world, even if it was an unrelated world from another dimension!

How could it be destroyed so valuelessly!

How could it be destroyed for no reason, purely out of human greed, without completing the Apocalypse of Myriad Phenomena!

How could it...!!

Her expression revealed a bone-deep anger.

Kaka kaka...

Her teeth ground together, her breathing trembled, and true rage was revealed in her blue eyes.

"How much longer?"

When this question was asked, the proud alchemist suddenly realized what she had said.

"The sooner, the better."

Jia Ji replied.

At this moment, he knew that all the effort he had made had not been in vain.

Alchemists were all weirdos, but they would not question what they had decided.

No contract was signed, no constraints were made; they simply reached a verbal agreement, a transaction—Carol would help him complete the world-control, global-covering great spell, and lend him "Tiforij City," while he needed to obtain a holy relic called the Mechanical Encyclopedia to fully activate "Tiforij City."

"A world full of mohawks, absolutely not!"

"In any case, this is not to help you!"

"Don't you dare misunderstand!"

Hearing such words, Jia Ji couldn't help but reach out and pat the alchemist's head, and before he could be bombarded by her four elements, he hurriedly used a spell card to slip out of the interdimensional castle.

What's this, it went quite smoothly...

Tearing through space, Jia Ji's figure suddenly appeared above Lunduncheng, thinking this while recalling the reminder Xiang had given him in the group earlier.

Although there were twists and turns, this trip had achieved its goal quite smoothly. Next, he just needed to go to the facility known as the "Dragon Palace of the Abyss," sealed under the Japanese seabed, to obtain that holy relic, and the task would be complete.

As long as he used his peerless stealth technique (referring to spell cards), stealing an item was truly light and easy.

Xiang was indeed too worried.

Even if he couldn't beat Carol, couldn't he run away?

And now that this super alchemist capable of infinite memory-killing had been defeated by him, other alchemists were even less of a concern.

The vast majority of the members of the Bavarian Illuminati were just stray dogs on the side of the road; only a few high-ranking officials were worth looking at, such as Saint-Germain, Cagliostro, and Prelati, who could use the Philosopher's Stone to make Faustian robes and once suppressed the Symphogear users after several enhancements.

But firstly, they might not know who he was at this time and had no reason to oppose him. Secondly, the point of the Philosopher's Stone was still stuck in progress and hadn't been created, so it couldn't be used at all. Even if they came, they would be beaten by him until their clothes exploded.

Blowing in the cold wind at this high altitude, the triumphant Jia Ji thought that Lundun below was quite quiet...

Perhaps everything was too smooth, making him forget that people who usually said this didn't end up very well.

"—Golden Transmutation! Monster, go to hell!"

An extremely cold voice came from behind, as if it had been waiting for a long time, forced out from between gritted teeth.

"————!"

Jia Ji's pupils contracted sharply, his body tensed, and an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 290 =====