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Chapter 285 Time to slay those boring things again.jpg
"Form" refers to the "realm" that the "eye root" of the six senses perceives the world, which is the color and image that the eyes can see. It transforms with the formless and impermanent "emptiness" under the power of the realm that Yakumo Yukari seals in the spell card.

The invisible vibrations overlapped and spread like ripples on water, gradually revealing invisible objects wherever they reached. In Jakin's fully activated senses, besides tens of thousands of different smells and the cacophony of sounds coming from dozens of kilometers around, a certain "shadow" was gradually taking shape in his mind.

It was a rather enormous shadow, gradually emerging from the void high in the sky, inaccessible to ordinary people.

"Found you, Carol!"

The straight-line distance is about 350 kilometers, and that direction is... London!
Jagi aimed diagonally upwards, exerted force with both legs, and his figure disappeared in an instant. Then, there was a huge explosion, and an invisible shockwave mixed with a gale caused the iron tower, which weighed more than 10,000 tons, to tilt slightly. The four giant angular tilting pillars were no longer level.

If he hadn't intentionally dispersed his force across the tower, this historic building would have suffered irreparable damage in an instant.

Accompanied by thunder, he charged straight ahead with a mighty, mountain-collapsing momentum, breaking through the atmosphere and unleashing a terrifying roar that distorted and exploded the air.

Only now have some panicked tourists vaguely seen what looked like a tiny star shooting against the sky, heading straight into the distance!

call!
The whistling sound of the air rushed past my ears, while the magnificent phantom of the city drew ever closer.

The city of Tiforge on the ground was known as the "impregnable city." Legend has it that after Marshal Gilles de Rais stopped fighting on the battlefield, Tiforge Castle became the center of his research on alchemy, exorcism, and other spiritual arts, as well as his criminal activities of abusing and killing children.

The floating city built by Carol is a masterpiece of alchemy, with layers of magic arrays drawn on the walls outside the castle, making it even more indestructible while maintaining its size.

Being located in another dimension further guarantees its absolute safety, rendering virtually all weapons manufactured by humans incapable of causing harm.

He reached out with both arms and found that his hands passed right through the illusory city wall.

"Thank goodness I asked Zi for help."

Jagi shook his head, abandoning the violent idea of ​​tearing through space with his bare hands to break in, and took out a spell card from his pocket.

— "Power of Boundaries," activated!

In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the sky.

……

"Galie, Leia, Farah... three autonomous puppets corresponding to earth, fire, water, and wind have been completed. Only Mika is left..."

On the lonely throne, the young girl, wearing a pointed hat and a gorgeous, elaborate coat, was thinking quietly, but her face did not show any extra emotion.

The vast city of Tifori was completely silent, except for the three autonomous puppets that had been created and their masters. There were no extra guards or traps, and the entire city was quiet. You could not hear anything.

Aside from occasionally venturing out to interact with other alchemists and acquire knowledge, Carol has lived alone in this place for hundreds of years.

The palace was predominantly dark red, with a few candles barely illuminating the walls, the little girl's two long braids that reached her feet, and her lovely, crescent-shaped face; everything else was shrouded in shadow.

If someone wanted to carry out an assassination here, they probably wouldn't even need to sneak around; simply navigating the complex, maze-like passages would be enough to succeed.

Although it was never used, there were three autonomous puppets designed based on archangels guarding the outside of this temple, whose combat power was comparable to an army.

And this place, which had been desolate and lifeless for hundreds of years, suddenly had a black gap appear silently, as if a piece of paper had been cut open.

The next instant, light gradually emanated from the crack.

"Hello, Zaime?"

Then a flippant male voice came from within. A look of surprise flashed across Carol's face, and she frowned slightly as she looked at the tall, ghostly figure that had appeared before her.

Spatial transfer? But I clearly didn't sense any fluctuations in the alchemical technology. How did he do it?
Despite her many doubts, Carol calmly focused her gaze on the intruder and made her judgment.

His face, composed of countless hard lines, held a gaze as fierce as a wolf's, which, while powerful, also made one's heart tremble.

“I am Carol Mars Dingham, intruder, state your name.”

He proudly proclaimed his name—it was only natural for an alchemist who had lived for hundreds of years to be proud of his title.

"Okay, Carol-chan, this is JAGI."

He flashed a smile, revealing two rows of white teeth, and spoke quite sincerely and directly.

"I've come to ask you to save the world."

The intellectually minded young woman's mood soured when she heard the intruding guest not only add strange words to her name but also threaten to make her deviate from her assigned task. Without hesitation, she asked—

Do you want to die?

Jagi sensed a rather blatant murderous intent, but he still widened his eyes and couldn't help but mutter:
"Holy crap, are you Yamai Yagyuuya?!"

That's awful, glaring at me like that.

Even if she didn't know who Yagami was, Carol could tell he was joking with her.

I'm so angry! So angry! So angry! So angry!!

For the first time in hundreds of years, the alchemist Carol was so easily provoked by a human.

The blonde girl rose from her throne, her large witch's hat billowing in the strong air currents, her slit skirt swaying in mid-air, revealing her smooth, slender legs, and her gaze became indifferent.

With a wave of his right hand, some rhombus-shaped, gem-like objects scattered onto the ground.

"Alca-noise, break him down!"

Dozens of monsters with strange luster on their surfaces were summoned and surrounded the invaders in the center.

Alca-noise—a noise created by the Bavarian Light Society using a formula preserved for thousands of years, essentially an upgraded version of a low-level enemy.

The difference between it and regular noise is the addition of special decomposition organs. These organs have enhanced decomposition capabilities and can decompose almost anything (including Symphogear).

"Um, is it too late to apologize now?"

Although he might not even be considered human at his current life level, Jagi didn't want to personally test whether his body would be turned into carbon residue or decomposed.

Seeing that Carol was unmoved by his words, Jacques scratched his cheek and finally sighed.

"Although telling you the truth might hurt you... well, no matter how many pieces of trash like that come, they're no match for me~"

Time to cut down those boring things again.jpg
(End of this chapter)