Chapter 357

Gu Yue Fang Yuan betrayed Han Li in ancient times, when countless multiverses converged, with the inverted contamination as the spark, causing great beings to trigger a catastrophe of annihilation, resulting in the destruction and fusion of countless worlds.

Lord Donghuang Tai Yi! You're not busy being your Morax in other worlds—why have you returned to Heaven?!

"Wasn't that Lord Donghuang Tai Yi the one who helped us back then? I remember the powerful shield-type artifact used by Master Emiya came from him," Mashu said to Tenzan Lixiang with some confusion.

"Master, could it really be Lord Donghuang Tai Yi? Why do you look so pale? Do you need to rest?"

"I'm fine, fine." Tenzan Lixiang forced a grim smile. "Haha, this TV drama is really interesting, right, Xi翁? It's just a TV drama."

Xi翁: "Yes, the probability that this footage is a TV drama is currently as high as ninety-nine percent."

Tenzan Lixiang: "Tell me it's one hundred percent!!!"

The scene remained lively; according to her normal routine, Tenzan Lixiang should have gone back to rest, but at this moment she had absolutely no sleepiness, and even the cafeteria had begun preparing late-night snacks.

Logically, during the period of saving Human Order, she shouldn't have been so indulgent today.

But for some reason, even though she hadn't watched many episodes before, she wanted to see the ending.

——Time Ancestor, Alchemy Demon Sovereign, Three-Era Bronze Coffin, Emperor Zhou's Remains, Strange Revival, Great Beings Return, Replacing Yang Jian, Outer World as Dream, Inner World as True History, Fleeing Back to Huan Yu Realm, Seal Broken, Chaos Unleashed, Flame Emperor Fell.

When the Great Dao collapsed and all beings awoke and gathered together.

"Taking Yang Jian's method as an example, let us all enter reincarnation, devour the primordial sources of all worlds, nourish a new world, and mend the wounds of our annihilation."

"Join us, the Devourers of All Worlds."

"Return to your former world and mend the wounds of annihilation within reincarnation."

"My wish is to live on with Weigong Shilang."

"I promise you."

"Could I have Master Qu's lingering soul? I want to extract these memories and turn them into a movie, which is very popular in the human world now."

"Master Emiya seems to have already left. We'll have to wait until he wakes up to give it to him."

By the way, it started right here.

Chaldea gradually grew quiet; not a word had been spoken for ten minutes.

On the screen, the Fool was fiddling with the camera.

"So fast, all of you have entered reincarnation already? Is the task of mending the new world left to me?"

"Then again, finding my old universe is a bit difficult—the Shoggoth Clan worships Azathoth, not the current Fool."

"Not even a beacon."

He walked the lens toward the depths of the stars; in a void, his body began to disintegrate into formless chaos.

"With my primordial essence, I make a wish: restore this world."

The shattered universe, the collapsed cities, the devoured beings—all repaired and reappeared at a visible speed.

The scene turned dark.

When the Fool's phantom reappeared, he stood before rows of azure portals, tossing black boxes into them; suddenly, one box behind him emitted light.

"This is Master Emiya's movie videotape—he and Young Lady Liya fell in love again."

"It's rare. Logically, fate should have made them miss each other—yet such a tiny probability succeeded."

"Let me see—the first worldline where lovers broke their destiny has been found."

He looked into the lens, removed his top hat, raised the black box in his hand, and smiled: "Welcome back, my allies."

The scene ended, leaving only a solemn, ancient melody; streams of light continuously flew from the void into darkness—upon closer look, they resembled tiny marbles, each containing countless star-rivers within.

It seems to symbolize

World Primordial Source.

"Hahaha!"

In the silent Chaldea, Archer Gilgamesh suddenly burst into laughter.

Tenzan Lixiang began clapping and laughed: "What a great TV drama!"

"Good entertainment!" Gilgamesh brushed aside the golden hair falling over his forehead and looked disdainfully at the stunned Servants.

"What? You actually believed it?"

"That faker consumed so many of my spiritual pills and still remembers nothing—if there had been any reincarnation, he'd have awakened long ago."

"I gave him Red Lotus of the Other Shore a few days ago—he's still sleeping like a dead pig."

"Didn't you say they were supposed to fall in love?" Kama glanced at Zhidunei and the Servant Emiya he was tending to.

Zhidunei thought for a moment, then grinned mischievously, leaning close to the ear of the Servant Emiya in his white-haired boy form.

"Weigong Shilang, I love you. Wake up and show them your power."

The voice was quiet, but all the Servants could hear it.

Nothing happened.

Tenzan Lixiang sighed in relief, stood up, stretched, and smiled: "Alright, the TV drama's over—I'm going back to sleep."

Hum—

The moment the sword's cry rang out, a thick, boundless sword qi poured from the Servant Emiya's body like smoke and clouds, ethereal and drifting.

Countless pure-white sword shadows twisted space, lifting the Servant Emiya's body—and Zhidunei, who was pressed tightly against him—into the air.

Swordlight raged, then returned from all directions—front, back, left, right, above, below—and coalesced behind him into a pair of sword wings.

The Servant Emiya frowned, slowly opening his eyes as if emerging from a nightmare. He glanced at Zhidunei clinging to him, then at the stunned Tenzan Lixiang below, and asked:

"Have we returned to Chaldea?"

When Su Lin returned to that void, he continued arguing with the Restriction Force.

"Honestly, if you're still uneasy, you might as well consider signing a contract with me."

Strangely, this time he received no response at all.

In the past, whenever he established contact with these two entities, unless they actively rejected him and expelled him from here, he could perceive basic responses such as "hesitation," "denial," or "agreement."

If they wish to negotiate actively, they will become more specific.

"Why aren't you speaking? The contract can be customized: I absolutely cannot harm this planet or interfere with any Pan-Human History."

What about this universe?

"What do you mean?"

As Su Lin voiced his question, in this high-dimensional region devoid of direction, color, and matter, a beam of light shone upon him.

Fallen God?

Who is the Fallen God? Why does it sound familiar?

That's not it?!

The instant this thought arose, Su Lin's player body turned into ethereal particles.

Three seconds later, a brand-new player Su Lin reappeared beneath the Great Holy Grail, staring blankly at the shattered blue block—just now, that wasn't the Inhibitor.

"Su Lin." Yi Leina called out.

Su Lin turned to look at her.

"Up above!"

He looked up at the vast hollow dome, his gaze piercing through the thick rock layers toward the place beyond the dome—farther than the sky—where a multicolored aurora had appeared.

Outside the world, a white dimensional storm rapidly formed at an unimaginable speed, in the blink of an eye.

The Anomalous Zone had taken shape.

Though he didn't know what had happened, or why the other knew his stage name.

Su Lin opened the chat group and sent a message to Lu Mingfei.

Su Lin: "I've broken ties with the Inhibitor. I'm counting on you."

Lu Mingfei: "What's going on?! Why so sudden?!"

Su Lin: "I want to know what's going on too! Move, let's go!"

Lu Mingfei: "No way you actually want to use that…"

Su Lin: "I've been setting this up since day one. After all this time, don't tell me you've got the same habit of failing at the critical moment."

Lu Mingfei: "I just don't know where Lu Mingze went."

Yuwen Mushi New District.

At the edge of a helipad on the rooftop of a commercial building, Lu Mingfei, cosplaying as a nuclear sword immortal, grew anxious.

Crack—

The sound of a camera shutter rang out.

"Looking for me, brother?" Lu Mingze placed the developed photo before Lu Mingfei.

"Where's my horse?" Lu Mingfei grumbled: "Never mind, don't talk about that—hurry up and merge."

"You're so dumb, brother. Did you never cultivate your brain while cultivating the Dao?" Lu Mingze sat on the rooftop, swinging his legs, golden eyes filled with mockery.

"We were always one being. Have you forgotten?"

Lu Mingfei, frustrated, dropped the cosplay prop in his hand and stepped forward, embracing Lu Mingze tightly.

A silent night, utterly still.

Day and night cycle, natural law.

It should have been this way…

Kirschtaria held a crimson spear, standing atop the tower of Winterwood Bridge, gazing at the New District. Watching the scene before him, he smiled faintly.

Beneath the twilight sky stood a phantom World Tree.

At its roots.

Within amber crystals, the Black Dragon spread its wings, stepping upon the matrix, radiating brilliant light.

At the pinnacle of alchemy was never the Bronze and Fire Dragon King.

The Parallel World was never the exclusive domain of the Inhibitor and magicians.

"I told you it wasn't over, Master."

"This feast has not yet ended."

(End of Chapter)