Chapter 380

"Justice? These two words are pale and weak; without something to support them, it's hard to hold on."

Tian Tian didn't understand what was wrong with this NPC—ever since he'd just given the fragment to the man, the NPC had tossed it straight into the furnace without even looking up, as usual.

With the quest prompt and the terrifying pressure descending from the sky, he finally realized with excitement that he had collected the most crucial fragment.

But shouldn't you be talking about your adorable sister, not acting like some super pure-love warrior who remembers his beloved with: "I will surely reunite with her, my love, my dearest, forever lost, my gaze shattered"?

Justice?

What is that? Is it more important than your adorable sister?

The man placed the newly forged longsword into an oily liquid, causing the pool to hiss and smoke violently.

"Have you never thought of becoming a partner of justice? That's fine—at least you won't be twisted like me."

Tian Tian stared blankly—what kind of automated dialogue was this?

"Because I've been influenced by you, I wanted to try it."

Weigong Shilang glanced at the longsword he had just forged—its blade shimmered with cold light, faint divine radiance hidden beneath its surface. He wiped the oil off with a cloth, then tossed it to Tian Tian, who stood nearby, and turned away, muttering to himself:

"Better not. I've already caused you enough trouble by dragging you into my own affairs; there's no need to thank me for your sister's sake."

"Is it cool?"

"Haha."

Weigong Shilang's figure twisted violently, drawing a black longsword from his hand and soaring into the heavens.

Tian Tian, bewildered, stood frozen, holding the sword the man had given him as a quest reward, staring at the spot where the man had vanished. In the vast night sky, a long beam of light, accompanied by golden radiance, slowly pierced through the heavens.

A thread of dawn light sliced through the rosy clouds, illuminating a single realm. Incredibly brilliant, impossibly pure, it shone through countless eons of starlight, transcending the boundaries of dimensions, spreading along the main trunk of worldlines into divergent timelines.

At this moment, a dazzling golden radiance leapt through this ultimate coloration, like a golden sun, impossible to obscure.

Each beat of the golden wings brought absolute annihilation; the white-haired figure standing proudly surged forward into this flood of universal destruction.

Had it not been for a curtain of light shielding the stars here, the scattered five-colored light radiating from Su Lin's body alone would have destroyed everything in the star river.

Jiang Taixu placed one hand on the Hengyu Furnace, his entire spirit absorbed by the battle unfolding before him: "What kind of mess have you dragged me into?"

Behind him, Ye Fan descended from the sky with a chuckle, smiling at the Divine King:

"Some unexpected developments have arisen. Please, Divine King, exert your full strength to activate the Emperor Artifact. All consumption and revival costs will be borne by our Tianyi Sect."

"You said there were two Emperors here?" Jiang Taixu shook his head:

"I think there are more. You didn't tell me the truth—you tricked and conned me onto your boat."

"I don't care why. Just tell me: how many supreme beings are still here?"

Ye Fan looked embarrassed. According to Su Lin's account, that transcendent on the other side had been drawn here by an Outer God, and before anyone realized it, everything had turned into a chaotic brawl.

"Let me count… it seems two quasi-emperors from one realm have arrived—likely capable of unleashing Emperor-level strikes—and there's also one more you've met before, not counting their affiliated forces."

"Our Tianyi Sect's Hun Tian Di has reached peak transcendence and split into two—fighting two Emperors alone shouldn't be a problem."

"Klei… that's the Elder Zhou you met before. He comes from a powerful external realm. Now something seems wrong—he's had a falling-out with his home, they've interfered, and now another has come… no… two… three…"

"But don't worry—your previous acquaintance, Meng, wields a Immortal Artifact and has three Great Elders behind him."

It was hard to explain now. The Divine King hadn't entered the Dimensional Corridor; they'd have to wait until this was over to slowly reveal some information to him.

In these few short days, when he saw Ye Fan again, he had no energy left to marvel at Ye Fan's rapid growth.

"Enough!" Jiang Taixu showed a look of headache for the first time. He sighed and shook his head: "You brat…"

Had it not been for the Tianyi Sect's miraculous artifact, and had his body here not been a false-real form, he would have at most repaid their aid with his life—otherwise, he'd have to worry whether this affair would bring enemies too dangerous for the Jiang Clan.

He slammed his palm onto the Divine Flame Furnace, forcing the Hengyu Furnace to activate by exhausting every last ounce of his life force.

It wasn't without benefits.

To participate in such battles without restraint—this was precisely what he had longed for deep within.

The age has changed.

It's time to step out from the legendary past of millennia ago and witness a broader horizon.

Global Announcement: Player "I, Tian, Am Not a Sister Addict" has collected the final crucial Holy Grail fragment. Ultimate Quest Unlocked.

Ultimate Quest: Fate to Midnight (The Holy Grail's Wish)

Quest Description:

Under the leadership of the Most Benevolent, Most Supreme, Most Good, Most Powerful Divine King Mr. Su Lin, adventurers have braved countless trials and gathered fragments of the Great Holy Grail from multiple Parallel Worlds. Now, the Holy Grail, bearing the wishes of all realms, is full—its inner Grail Spirit calls to him, who has long lost his past.

Mercy cannot bring peace or happiness. Facing darkness, we must light the path ahead with flame.

This is the sorrowful wish of ten thousand ages, the elegy of the ancient savior.

Through the Holy Grail as a medium, we shall use supreme power to open the path to the Origin, granting all beings of this realm infinite possibilities—including

The realization of the Illya route, impossible in the original work.

Quest Background: The Type-Moon Continent has undergone a great shift—a necessary sacrifice made by Mr. Light in his state as the Creator God to resist evil forces.

Quest Requirement: Protect the core body of the Elf Maiden Messia—the Holy Grail Core!

Before the Great Holy Grail, controlled by the Holy Grail Core, unites the power of multiple worldlines to open a passage, protect the Great Holy Grails of each worldline, especially the five elemental Grails—Earth, Wind, Water, Fire, and Aether—in the five special dungeons.

Quest Reward One: A complete system supporting Second Awakening (can be taken out into the real simulation universe for cultivation)

Quest Reward Two: Exchange for fixed Divine Artifacts, Consumables, Techniques, etc., based on contribution points. Details on official page.

Quest Failure: Simulation Universe: Second Universe will undergo server maintenance. Reopening time unknown.

"." Tenzan Lixiang stared at the 20 Ancient Relic Dust Gauntlets on his hand and muttered: "Can't equipment be taken out?"

"You're treating yourself entirely as part of the player faction," Masaru no longer knew how to counsel Tenzan Lixiang.

"I'm doing this to save human history," Tenzan Lixiang said seriously. "This power is necessary, Masaru."

"Precisely! You've been enhanced—go protect the Great Holy Grail!" Merlin said, waving his staff as he cast free buffs on passing players.

"We're striving to save this universe!"

"You're trying to save this simulation universe," Masaru hugged Fufu, covering her face as if about to cry.

"Why did you switch sides to Mr. Merlin so quickly!"

Fu Fu shot a murderous glance at Merlin; it had consumed several heavenly treasures and its consciousness had long since recovered, "Fu! Fu!"

"We never belonged to any faction to begin with, and besides, it feels like the people in this world are identical to the TV drama's portrayal of Mr. Kuangdao Sanlang, but everything else differs."

Tenzan Lixiang rejected Kuang Dao Kuangdao Sanlang's application to borrow a Revival Coin:

"Moreover, our strength is barely enough to serve as the main DPS—we're still too weak to carry the burden."

"All we need to do is remain observers, calmly witnessing the finale."

As Tenzan Lixiang spoke, the wind chime outside the neighboring café tinkled, and two tall men stepped out one after the other.

One was a slender man with light brown hair, golden eyes, and faint eyeliner.

"I'm sorry—I've researched for years and still haven't found a fully reliable method for reviving the original owner of your body. This will require further deliberation."

And a man with a ponytail, wearing a broken cloak over a Chaldea uniform.

"No, perhaps the method we previously discovered could work—if he has returned to nothingness, then the Root Vortex should retain records."

The ponytailed man lowered his arm from his chin and said: "Please, that one, when entering the Root—"

He didn't finish—he sensed a gaze and turned his head to the right.

Gaea: "."

Tenzan Lixiang: "."

This man had just been speaking to Dong Huang Taiyi about something.

Did I mishear?

Did I mishear?

Didn't I?

So.

After a moment of silence, Tenzan Lixiang flexed his fingers and smiled at Mashu:

"I heard the mission rewards are good, Mashu—invite all the Servants in the Chaldea contact list to join."

"We're running low on resources—even strawberry cake is almost unaffordable."

Far beyond Earth, in a distant cosmic domain, summon the ancient temple Baali Manana, regarded as the divine symbol of the primordial universe, and open the high-dimensional soul—the Soul Base Galaxy.

The sword solidified by Ishatarin when she converted this into energy and burned the cosmic domain to ash.

The capture range of this Noble Phantasm, by normal logic, depends on mood—it fluctuates with spiritual elevation.

She gazed at the distant realm—the solar system where the blue planet resided—where a fiery phoenix erupted violently into the void, its immortal true flame even reflected within the Numerical Sea.

"Unfortunately"

Ishatarin coldly regarded the fiery phoenix, transforming into the primordial goddess Astarte, her long azure hair like a radiant galaxy, her crimson-purple robe swirling with countless rotating galactic spirals.

That was the color of the primordial goddess, from a time so distant not even records remained, once existing in a universe long since frozen.

"I'm in a terrible mood."

A thread of divine light shot from her fingertips—but in an instant, it spread across the entire starry sky, exploding outward; the edges of galaxies shattered, countless magnificent star clusters and cosmic wonders turned to dust, drifting into the deep void.

Even Menil, the transcendent of primordial wisdom, suddenly halted his assault—this attack, nearly severing the universe, posed a threat even to her, who was likewise incomplete.

Wrapped in starlight, the universe trembled violently; the multiple waterfalls of divine power lingered only a moment before the furnace of eternity swallowed the fiery phoenix—and with it, Jiang Taixu, his vital energy withered and decayed.

Just as it threatened to consume the entire solar system, the entire starry sky was ripped open like a curtain—twelve sacred beasts, each with distinct forms, reappeared in this universe, their armor forged from stars, their bodies woven from darkness.

Space churned like a boiling ocean, constantly shifting and intertwining.

Finally, as the shadows of the sacred beasts faded into illusion, the cascading divine lights contracted and twisted into a single brilliant star, adorning the swaying starry sky.

That was no starry sky—it was a godlike being too vast to be measured by size.

A soft, auspicious radiance spread like a net; Su Lin, clad in the Tianhe Battle Robe, gazed into the deep cosmos—tens of thousands of light-years away, the primordial goddess, her battle robe still, he opened his mouth to speak:

"Mortal realm.."

Never mind, I've used that one too much.

Is there anything new?

I seem to have forgotten my phone—this is going to be a nightmare.

Su Lin felt his mind might have been on idle for too long in an eternal state, leaving him now unsure whose name to pick next.

When yin and yang invert—no good.

Peak of the immortals... peak my head, you've already said "mortal realm"—you're just going mad.

It's like having twenty minutes left before the exam ends, but your college entrance essay and policy paper still have eight hundred words unwritten.

Calm down—first stop time, then think of a good line.

Su Lin stared at the primordial goddess, his eyes suddenly turning cold; around him, chaos writhed, and in the high-dimensional void, a sensitive shadow seemed to twist with many soft, numerous hands.

A chilling wind swept past—a pale star opened its eyes in the directionless cosmos, and no matter from which angle one looked, the star always appeared above, then

began to rot.

Ominous light began to fall, as if some incomprehensibly terrible entity beyond the world would emerge from those radiations.

"It's polluted again."

When Su Lin looked at the star, his gaze suddenly softened.

The rotting star's pale pupils fixed on Su Lin—a mysterious rule, beyond time and dimension, spread over him, as if attempting to deconstruct him.

Only two seconds passed.

The rotting star tightly closed its eyes, trying to burrow into the void—but was instantly repelled.

Behind him, the writhing chaos emitted a sneer, then vanished.

(End of Chapter)