Chapter 356: Fallen God? Who Called Me

Logically speaking, Chaldea's detection technology should not fail when it comes to film and entertainment.

It's not AI-generated, nor 3D modeling or post-production—every battle, every spell used, every destroyed city, every asteroid, even the entire macro-scale Penglai Mystical Realm.

Are all…

Real-life footage.

Cardo asked: "Could it be that resurrection magic in that world is truly easy to obtain?"

So far, Kuang Dao Sanlang alone has already been shown dying twelve times—equivalent to the Twelve Trials.

"Then how do you explain all these immortals and gods?" Goldluf Muji said. "They can't all be actors!"

Mathilda: "Earlier, I seemed to have seen the Creator in two forms—though masked, that was definitely Su Lin, right? He really acted in this TV series."

Tenzan Lixiang: "That's even more terrifying."

Even though we know he's a Creator-level being, this is too brutal.

The scenes of massacre, where the heavens were stained with blood, are vividly clear—was this just a TV show?

The control room fell into an eerie silence; no one spoke for a long time.

The number of those… was it more than ten thousand? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands?

Can the Creator do whatever they want?

No one dares imagine how high the production cost of this TV series must be.

At that moment, Fujimaru walked over holding a report.

"Based on comparisons with global databases from 2017, and analysis of city maps and world map structures occasionally visible in the TV scenes, along with the calendar dates shown and inserted news reports conveyed by Tai Gongwang, the conclusion is as follows."

"The filming location is in the future timeline of our universe's Parallel World, probability: 17.341%."

"The filming location is in an outer universe with similar history, probability: 79.7%—such a bloody TV series could never be released in Huaxia."

"The remaining probability is that the other party deliberately created a world specifically to film this series."

This is no longer a matter of probability.

Tenzan Lixiang raised his hand again: "Could these scenes be created by technology beyond modern capabilities or by powerful Illusory Realm magic?"

"Probability: 0.001%. The spells and magic within are verifiable in authenticity and involve beings such as the Creator," Fujimaru adjusted his glasses and said.

"This is actually a good opportunity—we're using this TV series to gather intelligence on other worlds."

"We can finally begin modeling information about that outer universe Creator."

"I finally understand how Weigong Shilang became so strong," Tenzan Lixiang remarked, watching the main characters seated on a Star Shuttle, crossing the starry river toward the Sword Tomb.

"In this drama, he's just background cast!"

Tenzan Lixiang suddenly recalled events from his time in the Canghui Universe.

How to put it—if the world Weigong Shilang went to was also a Servant Universe filled with monsters everywhere, then everything makes sense.

It's not easy, Senior Weigong.

She glanced at the Servant Weigong lying on a chair, covered in a blanket, still unconscious—reportedly, Gilgamesh and others had forcibly fed him the Flower of the Other Shore.

After all, can the Flower of the Other Shore be ingested?

I feel bad for Emiya Mama—how many days has it been and he still hasn't woken up?

After the misunderstanding is cleared, abandon the so-called "past-life awakening" plan, then sincerely apologize.

Time passed second by second; the plot reached the point where the protagonist was hiding in the cabin, avoiding the tide of the River of Time.

Miyamoto Musashi: "This Sword Tomb is too huge—it's literally a world of weapons."

Senji Muramasa: "It feels oddly familiar. Indeed, if this place truly exists, it's paradise for swordsmiths and swordsmen—just from the close-up details of the patterns and textures, this isn't ordinary craftsmanship."

Blackbeard: "Third Impact—could the screenwriter be referencing Evangelion?"

Xingbu Ji: "Well, like in the Eden episode, as insiders we noticed many references—but they didn't feel intentional."

Marduk: "References? What's that? By the way, they turned Eden into a breeding ground for monsters?"

Saint George: "It's just a TV show—don't take it seriously."

BB's eyes glowed red as she covered her mouth and laughed: "Blind folly falls, the Fool is born? That Fool gentleman is truly impressive."

Those Servants were becoming abnormal again; others nearby instinctively moved away from the Outer God-affiliated Servants.

Tenzan Lixiang twitched his lips, then turned his gaze to the screen—the protagonist had been pulled into a strange Illusory Realm?

"Isn't that Kaguya-hime? Of course—they all must have acted in this."

"Eeeyaaah—!"

The sight of eyeballs and flesh peeling off Kaguya's face stunned Tenzan Lixiang.

Then came the scene of Yang Erlang battling Sun Wukong, engulfed in the Three Flavors of True Fire.

"Yang Erlang and Sun Wukong?" Nezha's eyes lit up, then he frowned. "But they don't seem like the two I know."

Tai Gongwang chuckled: "From this, it seems Yuanshi Tianzun might have truly participated—haha, I'm truly looking forward to it."

I once asked Yuanshi Tianzun about something—he said he once took an interesting journey in a similar outer universe.

Moments later, the scene shifted to Seeing Qu Yanping exploring the origin of the Sword Tomb.

The void shattered; within a magnificent scroll, Weigong Shilang emerged from the void, holding Ilyasviel, as if he had just endured a great battle.

"Thanks, Mathilda," Tenzan Lixiang took the coffee she handed him and asked, puzzled:

"Isn't that the incantation of Unlimited Blade Works?"

"It can't be that the Sword Tomb's setting is the Fixed Realm of Unlimited Blade Works."

They've been flying on the Star Shuttle this long and haven't reached the end—can a Fixed Realm be this vast?

They watched Weigong Shilang, weeping while holding the sleeping Ilyasviel, finish reciting the incantation.

Weigong Shilang's body disintegrated.

The surging flames became an endless horizon, carving open the void—birth of the universe.

Countless massive swords became sun, moon, and stars, scattered throughout the deep void.

On the earth, sword qi surged like an ocean; weapons emerged continuously with the tide, stretching infinitely across the land, swallowing the entire world.

"." Tenzan Lixiang: "Let me confirm again."

Xi Weng: "The synchronization calculations and detection have been running continuously—no special effects."

Shattered spacetime, the evil spirits of all beings, dimensions beyond time and space roared forth from another world, becoming a giant of the river of time.

In the scene, Weigong Shilang prayed to the Holy Grail, wielding as his sword all things under heaven and earth, all of the cosmos, to strike at past, present, and future.

That sword stroke halted the arrival of the horrific demon upon the myriad worlds, but his soul was about to be extinguished.

Only at this moment did everyone first feel the tragic grandeur in this television series.

No longer was the main theme exploration, nor was there the lighthearted atmosphere of "resurrection is easy, so let's just go wild."

Beneath the shattered Sala trees, Weigong Shilang, who had severed karma, fate, existence, and time, was about to vanish; in the seven-colored radiance descending from the Holy Grail, he made his final wish with longing and reluctance:

"May, after countless ages, we bloom a flower..."

"A similar flower."

That kiss was both a long-held confession and the farewell marking the end of this pair of 'siblings.'

"Xi Weng..."

"Not a special effect—I'm more curious about what equipment was used for recording."

Tenzan Lixiang decided to abandon today's special training and finish watching all remaining episodes.

I always feel...

Something's off.

From some point onward, the noisy hall and cafeteria gradually grew quiet, until the sound from the surround speakers seemed too loud.

Was it after Weigong Shilang appeared?

No.

At that time, only Zhi Du Nei and Dada Liya were crying; most others were exclaiming in awe at the creation-striking sword, and still discussing the setting between the Penglai ruins and the real world.

"It seems that any cultivator from the present world who enters the Inner World gains a similar yet different identity—his power is at least that of a star-plucking, moon-grabbing immortal?"

"They call it a dream—but is this truly a dream?"

"This villain's luck is too good!"

"A hero's bearing."

As the plot progressed, some praised Fang Yuan's deep love for his brother, others lamented Seeing Qu Yanping's incredible fortune, and still others were drawn to the scene where the sword cultivator Weigong and the Holy Maiden Dada Liya met.

Then, as if the protagonist had changed mid-story, the plot of their reincarnated reunion took up a large portion—stubborn bickering, dates, shared adventures...

Added to that, the episode was ninety minutes long, making viewers feel as if the channel had suddenly switched to a Penglai romantic drama—until the Holy Maiden became the ritual's sacrifice and the sword cultivator, wielding ten thousand swords, turned against the Jin Xian.

"Go on!"

"I'm fully shipping this couple!"

"Da Lingye is so cool."

"Brother! Fight hard!!!"

"Shilang! Be happy!"

At this point, the atmosphere was electric; the Servants of Chaldea, who had come for novelty, hype, and shipping, were still exhilarated—after all, the gimmick was strong enough.

I am now Yuan Shi Tian Mo!

Nezha exclaimed: "Has the Zhang Sect Master really participated? Is the second brother in this drama so powerful?"

Tai Gongwang: "Is the Great Tianzun playing with the setting of an era's end? Hahaha."

Yet for some reason, Tai Gongwang's smile seemed strained as he gazed at the scene where everything had turned to chaos and the madly laughing Yuan Shi Tianzun.

Long time no see, Fallen God.

Caster Gilles de Rais widened his eyes, knelt on the ground, and cried out: "This is the ultimate blasphemy! Even the gods willingly sink into the sea of evil! How, how..."

Goldluf Muji: "Are all the gods in here villains?"

Huang Feihu: "Will God merge with Hun Tian Di, inverted corruption? Evil becomes the righteous path, the righteous path becomes evil—if this had been applied to Zhou and the Nine-Tailed Fox in the past..."

You are... Azathoth.

I must thank God—he used inverted infection to grant my soul order and reason; waking from chaos and disorder feels wonderful.

By the way, I now have a new name: "The Fool."

From here, a subtle shift began to occur among certain Servants.

Most Servants remained immersed in the plot as the mist cleared.