Chapter 361

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The Numeral Sea is showing anomalies! Beginning emergency surfacing!

Real-space survey completed!

Numeral submersion ended!

"What's happening again?"

Tenzan Lixiang and others rushed into the control room; red lights flashed like flickering flames, only stabilizing minutes later.

Xi Weng's ten fingers tapped the keyboard, a long string of detection data and surveillance footage projected onto the large screen:

"The worldlines occupied by the World-Eaters are connecting with countless other worldlines; the roots of the World Tree are attempting to pierce through the world barriers!"

"Analysis failed. Its essence is not an elemental structure."

"Dimensional storms cannot form. What force is preventing the adjudication of worldlines?"

Behind those data points lay shocking results.

Logically, such a worldline should have been classified as an Anomaly Belt, and after formation, it would have been judged and suppressed—but some great power breached the seal, rooting this abandoned worldline directly into the progression of General Human History.

"It seems they've begun their move," said El-Melloi II, his expression calm, unsurprised: "Even the Kings of the Anomaly Belts couldn't achieve this, right? Forgive me, I mean no disrespect."

Several Anomaly Belt Kings cast glances his way but said nothing.

Indeed, as El-Melloi II said, they could create Anomaly Belts and Singularities to further interfere with General Human History, but this was fundamentally different from using the Imaginary Tree to form an Anomaly Belt.

It was like a branch on a trunk growing crooked, and the owner pruning it to allow new growth.

The Imaginary Tree's function was to initialize the planet, create new myths, absorb mana from the planet's ley lines, and achieve a false history that overwrote the real one.

But the current situation differed fundamentally from Anomaly Belt formation: the deviated General Human History's erroneous past had taken root on the original world trunk and was now preventing Anomaly Belt formation.

The Suppressor's shears could not be influenced by external forces—not only could they not descend to prune, but this erroneous branch had fortified itself entirely, locking itself firmly to its main connection.

A worldline already located on the main trunk did this.

"Nidhogg. From existing intelligence, after destroying the old world, he was lured by the Nordic gods of the multiverse using their own authority as bait, consumed their remains, and became infected, transforming into the new World Tree."

Skadi, having studied scenes related to Nidhogg in that TV series, analyzed:

"It would be strange if he couldn't do this."

"One of the few beings to survive after devouring the World Tree and triggering Ragnarök—what a dramatic fate."

Da Vinci sighed:

"But this reformed Nidhogg—what he intends to do is bad for our world."

"To protect the new world formed after destruction, is he now going to devour our universe too?"

Chaldea now treated "Forbidden Zone: Seal Released" as real history, and had dispatched staff to work overtime, analyzing every single detail of every episode through the night.

But the more they analyzed, the more despairing it became.

True, whether before or after inversion, these beings included both Lawful Good and Chaotic Evil tendencies—but after Seeing Qu Yanping lifted the seal and a new round of battles occurred, the supreme beings had abandoned their old grudges.

Whether to restore themselves or to protect the "new world" bearing the shadows of their former worlds and their departed loved ones, these beings turned their gaze toward the myriad worlds and became a unified collective.

This included even the reincarnated one who returned to this universe for his beloved, acting as a guide who brought the "allies" into this world.

"Don't look at me like that," said Servant Emiya, taking a deep breath; inexplicably, this "Companion of Justice" had become a villain more threatening than Beasts and Alien Gods:

"Besides that cultivation art and sword technique, I have no memories left. Even if you show me that TV series, it won't change anything."

"After all, isn't this just some ridiculous prank?!"

"Zhidunai, say something too. Don't just cling to me silently."

"Huh?" Zhidunai poked her head out from behind Servant Emiya's shoulder, resting her chin on his right shoulder:

"Sis is very happy right now. The Illya route is absolutely real, no doubt about it—so stop being shy, Shilang."

"As long as we're happy, this universe doesn't matter at all, right? Besides, they're not devils—they're just going to devour this universe and merge it into the new world."

"By the way, Shilang, confess to me. Maybe you'll remember more. Stop being a Guardian."

Servant Emiya's face darkened: "Enough. Don't say another word."

Even now, Servant Emiya found this absurd—but he glanced at Zhidunai, and memories long eroded by time flickered in his mind.

That girl he knew.

On a certain day in the second year after the Holy Grail War, like an old black-and-white photograph, on that leaden-gray afternoon,

lying in the Emiya residence's room, she said, "I can't stop worrying about you," then her bodily functions gradually ceased.

So, was the way to save her "love"? And the price was the entire world—whose script was this anyway?

What confused him more was: how did that Weigong Shilang manage, from the very beginning, to treat Illyasviel as more than just a neighbor girl?!

"Cough. Cough." Tenzan Lixiang cleared his throat: "Servant Emiya, please compose yourself."

Only then did Servant Emiya realize he'd been staring at Zhidunai while lost in thought; he turned his head away, pretending nothing had happened.

Xi Weng spun his digital pen and tapped the projected screen:

"The only good news is, based on current data, these beings likely haven't fully restored their original power—not even the fallen God."

"The bad news is equally clear: even at their current state, they can eliminate Stellar-level Spirit Base entities. Chaldea's current strength cannot stop them."

Correct. From the TV series "Forbidden Zone: Seal Released," which Aza'thoth created out of curiosity for human films by extracting Seeing Qu Yanping's memories, these beings—including "Sword Sect" Weigong Shilang—could create an entire universe without effort.

Not to mention Aza'thoth—he seems to have begun regaining his former power only after arriving in this world.

This must be related to the strange object Weigong Shilang threw into the Root—perhaps something that absorbs the world's primal essence.

Just as Chaldea gradually fell silent, accepting this helpless reality.

Detected a massive energy reaction in the Numeral Sea!

Spiritual base scale: planetary, stellar—no, what is this?!

The voice over the broadcast startled everyone; immediately, Xi Weng and others scrambled to operate the consoles, using the Atlas Institute's research crystallization as a medium to translate the signals acquired from the Numeral Sea into visual forms observable in the material realm.

The roots of the World Tree are being destroyed!

Ultra-scale spiritual base reactions—one, two, three! They are heading toward the worldline of the World-Eater!

A long span of time had passed.

From within the world's reverse side, crossing countless world barriers to reach this place.

In the imaginary space encompassing all possibilities, within the extradimensional realm beyond the physical and chemical laws of the mundane world, several figures emitted magical light brighter and purer than the sun, turning all matter within their reach to ash.

That wildly exuberant light reflected their current state of mind; torrents of magical power, like a scorching sea, flowed along the World Tree, formed from condensed spiritual matter, disregarding alchemical matrices, disregarding the separation of cause and time.

If unleashed without restraint, even a planet would become dust before this power.

Even the power capable of burning away human destiny could not compare—but this power was precisely controlled, now aimed at destroying the World Tree and opening a gateway to the Parallel World for its master.

"What?!" A voice of utter shock emerged from the light, as if completely unprepared.

In an instant...

The Numeral Space erupted in thunderous roars; within that chaotic conceptual world meant to hold infinite possibilities, crimson auroras surged to the heavens, and the cry of a phoenix shook the skies.

As if a divine phoenix had been born from primordial chaos, shattered its shell, and descended upon the 【-】 World, its majesty inviolable, supreme above all.

"This divine aura?!"

In shock, a sun god furnace forged from phoenix blood and crimson gold, wreathed in destructive light and heat, roared forth, spewing flames.

"So that's it—truly a cosmic-scale crisis."

"Leave now! Our spiritual bases are restricted!"

"Tch."

A discontented sound arose, but then they saw the divine phoenix charging toward them, warping space and existence itself as it broke free from the Numeral Sea.

"Friend, please stay."

Su Lin's figure radiated brilliant light, entering the Numeral Space through dimensional magic; his noble imperial robe swept as he turned to gaze at the three figures across the void:

"You've traveled far from the Azure Silver Galaxy—why rush to leave? Stay and dine with us. We can talk."

The Eternal Furnace Core spun, channeling eternal power; Su Lin, clad in the Tianhe Battle Robe and amplified to his peak state, stood in the void with a casual, sovereign posture.

"Monsters!!" Within an instant, the three Servants from the Servant Universe vanished, retreating from the Numeral Sea and ascending into the material world.

Impolite bastards!

Were they intimidated by all these visual effects?

Su Lin dissolved his amplified state, his face twitching twice, then used player permissions to teleport back to the material world.

The phoenix that had illuminated the Numeral Sea returned to the furnace, following the still-spreading World Tree back home.

"Thank you, Divine King Elder," Ye Fan bowed deeply to Jiang Taixu, sincerely grateful: "I'm indebted to you for bringing the Emperor Artifact to this starry realm."

"No!" Jiang Taixu, the White-Robed Divine King, shook his head solemnly, halting Ye Fan's gesture, and said earnestly to him:

"I am the one who should thank you, Young Master Ye!"

"I suspected your sect was extraordinary—capable of housing masters like Master Anlan, Master Zhongli, and Master Zhou, who wield bizarre, unique Dao arts—but I never imagined you could use avatar techniques to freely travel to another realm."

"To share such a secret with me, I owe you gratitude—moreover, you and your sect came to the Jiang family's aid in our hour of peril, and Caiyun survived thanks to Master Anlan's intervention."

"Between us, it is I who owe you!"

In Jiang Taixu's understanding, Ye Fan had joined a hidden sect rivaling those with Imperial Legacy, housing a contemporary Source Heaven Master and that red-haired powerhouse coveted by all Sacred Sanctuaries on Beidou, a master of arcane arts...

Since learning the Nine Secrets in Zishan, everything Ye Fan had done since was repayment of a debt.

Yet the debt repaid to Jiang Taixu personally far outweighed the value of the Nine Secrets.

True Dragon Divine Herb, summoning sect elders to act, Caiyun's life—so long as it didn't involve Jiang family interests, even borrowing the Emperor Artifact was acceptable?

Ye Fan rubbed his nose; Jiang Taixu assumed the "other realm" meant another star region, and...

"The kindness you showed me in Zishan, Divine King, I shall never forget!" Ye Fan bowed, but he could no longer bear hearing the Divine King refer to Su Lin as Anlan—it was too strange—so he explained: "Master Anlan's true name is Su Lin."

The Divine King Jiang Taixu nodded.

"Seize this opportunity well. If you need anything in this realm, speak freely."

He wished to help Ye Fan rise in his sect's ranks—but Jiang Taixu did not know Ye Fan was already an Elder despite being only at the Four Poles stage.

"Thank you, Divine King Elder," Ye Fan bowed again; this time, Jiang Taixu did not stop him.

At that moment, Su Lin returned to the scene.

"Jiang Daoist, thank you for your efforts," Su Lin raised his hand in a cultivator's greeting: "Weiyong has prepared a celestial banquet to welcome you. Please, join us."

"You're too kind," Jiang Taixu returned the gesture: "Those few powerhouses... are no ordinary beings."

"Indeed," Su Lin smiled. "One of them you could consider an Emperor who self-severed his Dao. The others range from Saint King to Great Saint."

"But don't worry—we have ways to handle them later."

"What?!" The Divine King was stunned, but Su Lin gently lifted his arm and walked forward.

"Divine King, rest easy," Ye Fan followed, chuckling: "My sect has an Emperor too—ancient times called him Hanging Tian Di. He defied heaven so grievously he incurred divine wrath; his primordial Dao wound still hasn't healed, so his power remains restricted."

"But if the moment truly calls for it, you can trust him."

"Truly?!" Jiang Taixu could not believe what Ye Fan had just said.

His breath quickened—but then he forcibly calmed himself. Why? Because if the news of a living Emperor spread, the entire universe would erupt.

"Really?!" Jiang Taixu had never expected Ye Fan to utter such a shocking statement.

He could not help but breathe more rapidly, yet after a moment he forcibly calmed himself—there was no other reason; the news of a living Emperor, if leaked, would send the entire universe into a frenzy.

Could it be?

He was drawn into the Emperor's War?!

Instantly, Jiang Taixu's gaze toward Ye Fan grew complex.

(End of Chapter)

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