Chapter 591: Engaged in Omniscient Confrontation Against the Fallen God—Do Not Disturb (Please Refresh)

【"Even in light, shadows exist; evil has always been beside you."

"You will see the ambiguous 'Light of Human History' in the snowlands."

"The Light of Human History."】

The Chaldean Airborne Carrier, Organization for the Preservation of Human History

Bam!

A heavy fist slammed onto the table, symbolizing the long-suppressed rage of its owner with no outlet.

"Extraterrestrial deity!!!" Tenzan Lixiang roared to the sky: "You're not in Antarctica—where are you hiding?!"

After enduring countless Singularities and simulated universe trials, Tenzan Lixiang, whose body and soul had been forged to their current absolute limit, returned to the origin point according to the ancient divine revelation.

Of course, she still wore armor acquired from various gods and immortals of other worlds—either purchased or obtained through quests—and on her hands she wore the Ancient Dust Gauntlets, boosting power by 21.

After the spirit-particle transmission device activated, the final few figures returned to the airship.

"Found it yet?" Tenzan Lixiang rubbed her wrist, eagerly asking:

"I can't wait to twist its head off."

"It hid well—last time we detected its trail, it vanished again," Da Da Dada Liya wiped sweat from her forehead that wasn't there.

"Tch." Tenzan Lixiang clicked her tongue in annoyance.

Da Da Dada Liya tried to reason:

"Actually, the Restraining Force seems to have abandoned control over our timeline; the blank-paper issue just needs a little effort."

Tenzan Lixiang smiled with narrowed eyes: "That has nothing to do with my desire to personally twist its head off and shove it into the equipment shredder."

A passing Avengers squad glanced at Tenzan Lixiang, then silently headed toward the cafeteria.

There's no need to worry whether Tenzan Lixiang will be consumed by vengeance, darkness, or malice.

Because when she brought a group of 'Beasts' into the mental world, claimed she was 'collecting satellites,' and forcibly subdued Caligula, she had already completely replaced 'vengeance' and become the greatest 'Existence of Evil.'

"Beyond salvation," Yan Ku Wang sneered, leaving behind only his silhouette: "This world..."

Black Jeanne yawned: "Whatever. Just add a few Emiyas to the cafeteria."

One amnesiac, one old man, and one red-silhouetted man are nowhere near enough.

"Could you ask your dad to pull some strings and send over a spiritual fragment of the Supreme Sword Sect?" Tenzan Lixiang asked.

"Dad?" Black Jeanne blinked, then immediately flushed and waved her hands in protest:

"Even though He's called 'The Almighty Father,' He's not my dad!"

Who knows?

Tenzan Lixiang recalled the anonymous mass-text she'd received in her dreams: 【To any Tenzan Lixiang on any timeline: if you dare treat my child as part of your harem or lay a hand on underage Jeanne, I'll judge and erase your entire universe. Understood?】

The options were 【yes】 or 【die】

Receiving such an unforgettable threat text was genuinely chilling.

When she asked Jeanne about it, the latter only sighed helplessly, muttering, "That child is spoiled too much," and "I'm happy, but I feel uneasy."

Other Tenzan Lixiangs probably don't know who sent it—but she understood perfectly. If she'd chosen wrong back then, she'd have become a sinner against the world.

No one with the title 'Chaldean Emperor' would ever choose wrong.

Chaldean Emperor?

"Got it," Tenzan Lixiang lifted her head and said:

"Didn't we once encounter a male version of myself during the first simulated universe?"

"Let's go monitor that Parallel World. Once he finishes his storyline, we'll know that guy's skills and hidden tactics."

"But his plot progression seems slow—why not just switch genders right here in the room and let me take over?"

As she spoke, she made a throat-slitting gesture with her thumb.

"Calm down, Senior!!" Mashu shook Tenzan Lixiang's shoulders violently: "Don't casually use such terrifying methods on yourself!"

Sense of crisis is directly proportional to seriousness; as the crisis lessens and exposure to simulated universes increases, the senior has begun developing in an uncontrollable direction.

Chaldean's future is utterly dark.

Mashu sighed and followed Tenzan Lixiang into the Chaldean cafeteria.

A rich aroma of tomato drifted through the air—tart and sweet.

Usually, only Emiya's mother's cooking could soothe wounded spirits, but waiting in line for food was itself a trial.

"Strange," Mashu stared at the three dishes and one soup rapidly served on her tray by Red Yenmo, puzzled:

"Why does it feel like fewer people are in the Chaldean cafeteria lately?"

Normally, besides the insatiable Wang Wei, many Servants queued or took meals to-go during meal times—but today, only the cafeteria's permanent Servants—the Arthurs—and about three-fifths of the usual crowd remained.

"So my cooking still falls short compared to that guy..." Emiya, wearing a printed apron, gripped the soup ladle with bitter frustration:

"How the hell does he make that flavor?!"

"Even projection can't fully replicate it!"

"What's missing from the cooking?!"

"It's love," Zhi Du Nei whispered softly into his ear:

"Your cooking lacks love for Illya. Come on, Shirou—it's not too late to choose Illya's route."

A dangerously suggestive remark—but Chaldean's staff had long grown used to it.

He'd even swapped his old Japanese winter attire for German woolen clothing and often dragged Heracles along, trying to recreate memories from the Holy Grail War era.

"Hmm?" Tenzan Lixiang asked curiously: "Berserker, did you change your Spirit Origin too?"

Heracles wore a forehead band, tactical vest, green cloak, and carried an axe and greatsword—never-before-seen gear.

"?" Heracles scratched his head, seemingly confused by his Master's words.

After all, his Spirit Origin had been subjected to Mad Enhancement.

Just as she was about to give up on agonizing over this issue, she noticed a blue cloak appear behind the Valkyries.

Then came Nezha, each of her arms now adorned with five iron rings.

Tenzan Lixiang looked toward the Chaldea cafeteria and saw many Servants had undergone changes in appearance and attire.

"What's going on with you all?"

"When I woke up this morning, I gained a new Noble Phantasm."

Nezha flew over on his Wind-Fire Wheels and said:

"It's called the Ten Rings—it grants powers like matter recombination, beam cutting, and blackbody radiation. I also gained new memories, like those of another version of myself."

"Same here," the Valkyries chimed in: "Our minds suddenly contain another Asgard we've never seen before."

Next, Theseus, Europa, Achilles, and other Heroic Spirits either gained new abilities or strange new attributes, and their Spirit Origins had all strengthened to some degree.

Naturally, this strange phenomenon drew serious attention.

"Master~~~"

After a flash of Lei Ting lightning, Chaldea's alarm blared throughout.

【Detected Stellar-Level Spirit Origin. Attempting correction to Galactic-Level. Detection failed.】

"Merlin?!"

Upon seeing the figure suddenly appear before them was Merlin, the surrounding alerted Servants relaxed slightly.

Tenzan Lixiang asked in confusion: "Why have you suddenly switched to a Servant's Cosmic Spirit Origin?"

Due to Gilgamesh's Star-Taking Deception technique, many Servants in Chaldea had previously experienced Spirit Origin replacement and fusion—Merlin was one of them.

Since then, some Servants have been able to switch into their Cosmic Spirit Origin forms.

"No no no~, this isn't a Cosmic Servant's Spirit Origin. This is the Core Life of the Universe—the form closest to God!"

Merlin shook his head, speaking in a flippant tone:

"Ah~! That scared me—this form of mine is unprecedentedly powerful. I could even destroy the multiverse! Hahaha~~!"

Seeing his words were neither false nor joking, and sensing the unfamiliar, immense power radiating from him, the Servants of Chaldea fell into stunned silence.

"What nonsense! How dare you mix that trash's Origin into my own Origin!" Gilgamesh stormed into the cafeteria, face flushed with rage: "Hey, Lixiang! And you, the Red Archer!"

"Go ask that guy what he's up to right now—I have no interest in becoming an Eternal!"

"The Eternal guy?" Tenzan Lixiang looked bewildered.

"Based on my own speculation, only the God within the 'Source' could accomplish this," Merlin said, stroking his chin with a smile:

"I contacted my counterpart from another dimensional universe—he also doesn't understand this situation."

"He only sensed that someone has completely merged the histories of two universes. Due to some Origin-based influence, even his original self has been suppressed by the Living Tribunal—in both power and perception."

"Hmm, that might sound confusing—do you know the Marvel movies?"

"Back at Tiancheng and with the Multiversal Devourer, I saw Iron Man too," Tenzan Lixiang nodded, then widened his eyes: "Wait—you mean?!"

"Exactly~~~" Merlin twirled his staff as if stirring: "The histories of our two worlds have merged."

Merlin expected Tenzan Lixiang to look shocked and uneasy—but instead, in the cafeteria's eerie silence, Tenzan Lixiang suddenly nodded as if understanding everything.

"So this is how it finally comes?"

Tenzan Lixiang clapped his hands and said: "To be honest, I expected this—but it came faster than I thought."

Mathers asked in surprise: "Master, what are you talking about?"

"A new world," Tenzan Lixiang said, hands on hips:

"Didn't Yuanshi Tianzun and God both return to their true forms?"

"The ancient historical films also said: swallowed worlds merge into the new world, and most living beings can't even notice."

"I just didn't expect God and the others to recover so quickly—even the Marvel universe… no—"

Tenzan Lixiang suddenly rested his chin in thought for a moment:

"Last time, using Tiancheng, we devoured the World Sea called 'Wish Sea of Ten Thousand Realms.' The Supreme Ones must have regained considerable primordial power—targeting a larger-scale universe is only logical."

"So this is the benefit of surrendering early and joining the Devouring Vanguard, right~!"

"Master… what… what are you saying?!" Mathers gripped Tenzan Lixiang's shoulders tightly and shouted:

"Didn't God and the other Supreme Ones say? Those movies are fake—they were just entertainment films we all filmed together!!!"

"That's why you're still too naive, Mathers~," Tenzan Lixiang grinned, spreading his hands: "Those were just the Supreme Ones' comforting words."

"By now, ask anyone else—do any of them believe it's fake?"

Huh?

Mathers looked around in shock.

BB: "Before Nyarlathotep and I severed our Spirit Origin link, we confirmed that the Fool was none other than Azathoth. The residual power left in my Spirit Origin wasn't reclaimed—I feared contamination by the Inverted."

Yang Yuhuan: "Same here."

Ziwan: "According to our multiple combat records in simulated universes, every destroyed universe and every slain enemy had a 100% reality rating."

Blackbeard: "The Multiversal Devouring Seal is amazing~! Only in this new world could the Hehuan Sect and Succubi run a joint livestream—Devouring is the best, hahaha!"

Click-click, shiver-shiver

Mathers, teeth chattering, turned to Tai Gongwang—the man who once assured her Yuanshi Tianzun was normal.

"Yuanshi Tianzun…"

"." Tai Gongwang maintained his signature smile, slightly opening his eyes—cold light seeped from the slits:

"Even if we fall into the Supreme Demon Dao, we will follow Great Tianzun until the very end of the era."

Like a freezing wind blowing over her with no clothing to shield her, Mathers froze in place, her head tilting upward as she recalled the past.

Could it be…

That she alone had believed it was all just a simulated universe?

"You're amazing, Emiya Mama!" Tenzan Lixiang gave Weigong Archer a thumbs-up.

"Maybe because of the influence of the Origin, you could become even stronger—next time, make the Cosmic Primordial Bread for everyone at Chaldea again?"

"." Weigong Archer set down his kitchen tools with a look of utter despair.

"I really wanted to save those worlds."

Weigong Archer even believed that the other Weigong Shilang was more twisted than himself—claiming he would continue being a partner of justice while turning the universe into food.

That man—the past version of himself—

Had finally gone mad.

"Master, something's wrong!"

"Something's wrong!"

Tomoyo and Jack rushed over: "Abi is gone—Abi vanished from Chaldea!"

【Da Vinci: "Lixiang, we just confirmed—Abigail's Spirit Origin record has disappeared from Chaldea. You'll need to come over."】

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Tenzan Lixiang immediately shed his casual, lazy demeanor and sprinted toward the control room, several Servants following close behind.

"Ancient historical records, hmm~"

Merlin wore a playful smile: "King Arthur—oh, sorry, I mean the blue one."

Finding all eyes fixed on him, and hearing voices whispering about cutting off his head, Merlin's smile froze for an instant.

Artoria wiped her lips and asked vaguely: "What's wrong, Merlin?"

Merlin smiled and pulled out a sword and a talisman from his pocket: "If you had to choose one of these two, which would you pick?"

"The sword." Artoria said without hesitation.

Merlin's lips curled upward—he seemed satisfied with the answer.

"By the way, do you have any recorded films of the World-Eating Devourer? I'd like to rewatch them."

"Wait till I finish lunch. Archer, another bowl."

【Last night, a residential building in East Harlem, Manhattan, New York, caught fire, spewing thick smoke, followed by an explosion that spread to Times Square. Police confirmed upon arrival that it was caused by a massive natural gas pipeline leak.】

In an underground bar in Queens, New York, the TV was broadcasting this morning's news.

"Alright, Wade, all this is a necessary sacrifice in the fight against the World-Eating Devourer."

Nyaa-ko laughed: "Runes, crowbars, and good friends—these are the essential tools of an investigator."

The Deadpool, reduced to just a head, could not answer her for now. A complex ritual formed from blood; Nyaa-ko began the summoning:

"Announce—"

Through incomprehensible mutterings as medium, the entire underground bar plunged into a darkness of contradictory reality and illusion.

Constantine stared intently at the array, clutching a pack of Huazǐ tightly in his hand to ward off the madness, and finally—

A burst of magical energy erupted; after the swirling dust cleared from the center of the ritual—

A golden-haired little girl with a "hole" on her forehead appeared in the center of the array, hugging a doll.

"." Nyaa-ko's eyelid twitched violently; her antennae quivered twice: "Why are you here?!"

"Father God sent me to deliver this message," the golden-haired girl said weakly:

"He is fighting the 'Inverted' corruption of the Fallen God in the DC Universe—the Fallen God is trying to 'corrupt' Him."