Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Chapter 98 Are you the great Omnisiah?

As the oldest king and the father of a certain mushroom, Gilgamesh could actually use his clairvoyance at any time, but he disdained to do so, believing that it would make everything uninteresting.

However, given the current situation, Gilgamesh will definitely want to see what Locke's future holds. If he can actually do that, things will get interesting.

With this in mind, Gilgamesh no longer hesitated. His blood-red pupils suddenly shone with divine brilliance, and the "All-Knowing and All-Powerful Star" within him had awakened. Those "clairvoyant eyes," capable of seeing all the directions of the river of time, should have laid out the entire future before his eyes.

This time, however, his vision was completely swallowed up by the boundless chaos. Some kind of power that he could not see through forcefully disrupted the flow of time and obscured the entire future.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't grasp that clear cause-and-effect line. In the end, all he could capture were fragmented and blurry glimpses of the future that flashed by in the chaotic fog.

"Blood sacrifice to the divine emperor, skull offered to the golden throne! For the emperor!"

"Become the light."

"Take me one more time, Demon Lord."

"This is the age of stars and night."

"Join us, and let us evolve in glory!"

Twisted and fragmented fragments of a bizarre future flashed uncontrollably before his eyes.

Completely illogical and chaotic information, which even the omniscient and omnipotent star could not decipher, along with a nauseating sense of filth, crashed into his mind like a torrent of black mud bursting through a dam.

Gilgamesh seemed to see something dirtier than mud, instantly severing the connection of his clairvoyance and instinctively covering his eye sockets, which were still throbbing with physical pain.

The buzzing in his head made him lose his composure, a rare occurrence for a king. He shook his head, enduring the dizziness and discomfort, and then, still carrying a lingering sense of rage, slumped back into the leather sofa behind him.

Seeing Gilgamesh like this, Locke couldn't help but feel uneasy, worried that his plan had gone wrong.

A few days ago, he borrowed the DC Rock character card and used the Prism trait skill.

[Skill: You can twist your narrative into reality]

[Dual correction based on narrative distortion probability and reality distortion probability]

[Reminder: The higher the narrative difficulty, the greater the probability of failure. Failure will result in a deduction of popularity points based on the calculated value.]

It has to be said that this skill is incredibly powerful, but after many attempts, they found that it also has significant limitations. To achieve the desired outcome, one would need to maximize the probability of narrative distortion.

Especially if it affects important plot points, such as those related to the Holy Grail War, the probability of failure is extremely high, and the popularity points will be greatly reduced.

However, if it involves distorting reality in a way that seems to have little impact, aligns with future development to some extent, and has relatively vague requirements, then the success rate is quite high.

Therefore, after discussing it, Locke and his friends devised a plan together.

Ten years ago, not long after they had just awakened, Lu Niao Han Jin Shan Shan ran over to look at them and said a lot of inexplicable things. In summary, he said that although he looked like a human, his soul was closer to God, but he was not God. He was curious about his future.

Moreover, not long after, the restraint force itself came to the scene and asked if he wanted to work as a part-time worker. After he refused, nothing happened, which made him realize that he could probably be bolder, but he was frustrated that he could only look at the cheat and couldn't use it, so he kept waiting.

Jin Shanshan thought he was in a period of confusion, unsure of what to do about the future, but little did she know that he couldn't use the system and was waiting for the day he could.

Now that he could use it, he followed Jin Shanshan's train of thought and "decided" his path from now on.

Given Gilgamesh's arrogant personality, there's a very high probability that he wouldn't be able to resist using his clairvoyance to peek into his future, since he can't do something so obviously out of the blue.

This mentality is like having no interest in anything interesting or fun, but wanting to take a look at a high-level, abstract concept.

Therefore, in order for this scene to continue, he had to guide Gilgamesh's behavior and make him believe that Locke was truly capable of doing it.

After countless trials and errors, Locke and his comrades finally completed their distortion of the world, or rather, a "deception".

They deceived the entire world. What Gilgamesh saw was never the predetermined future, but rather a carefully woven "possible illusion" that they deliberately made him see.

"You—you are so interesting. I really didn't expect you to bring me such a big surprise."

The moment those words reached his ears, Locke's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and the boulder hanging over the precipice of cause and effect in his heart finally settled firmly to the ground.

Although he maintained a calm and composed expression on his face, only he knew how happy he truly was, because the benefits this high-stakes gamble would bring him would be immeasurable.

However, he did not notice that the discomfort he had felt from staring at the chaotic future had long since vanished from Gilgamesh's blood-red eyes, replaced by a burning, insane fervor and fanaticism.

He seemed to have discovered the only rare treasure in the world that caught his eye, his gaze fixed on Locke. The oppressive aura unique to the most ancient king instantly swept through the entire private room, and even the air seemed to freeze.

Before Locke could respond, a blinding golden light suddenly exploded, the ceiling above him shattered, and the cold wind of the late night in Fuyuki, carrying the neon lights, rushed in.

The legendary Radiant Ship Vimana broke through the clouds, hovering in mid-air with a spiritual pressure that shook the heavens and the earth, its golden hull illuminating half the night sky.

He reached out and grabbed Locke by the collar, then leaped up and landed steadily in the boat. Vimana burst forth with extreme speed, leaving a golden trail as it sped away into the distance, breaking through the night.

"Let's go! Let me see just how many more surprises you have in store!!!"

In the deepest part of the church where Kirei Kotomine was located, there was only a flickering kerosene lamp, casting swaying light and shadows in the damp air, illuminating the complete Holy Grail War summoning circle on the ground, drawn with mithril and blood.

Locke stood at the center of the array, the ritual dagger in his hand swiftly slicing through his palm, and bright red blood gushed out instantly, dripping onto the cold runes and spreading out in a dazzling red.

Not far behind him, Gilgamesh and Kirei Kotomine stood quietly, their gazes fixed on him as he used his own blood as the sole relic to complete this almost impossible summoning that would overturn the rules of the Fuyuki Holy Grail system.

"Is this really possible?"

Kirei Kotomine's voice echoed in the empty stone chamber, low and hoarse.

Following Gilgamesh's orders, he used his special authority as a church overseer to transfer all the remaining Command Seals from the Fourth Holy Grail War to Locke through a contract ritual provided by Gilgamesh. Subsequently, Gilgamesh himself stepped in and, after paying a price, forcibly established a connection with the Greater Grail, granting him the official status of Master.

But these actions, which seem shocking to ordinary people, were never what this fake priest truly cared about.

What he was truly curious about was Gilgamesh's insistence on doing this: having Locke use himself as a relic to summon a Heroic Spirit from the future who shouldn't have been captured by the Fuyuki Grail System.

"Under normal circumstances, of course not."

Gilgamesh leaned against the cold stone wall, casually twirling a golden goblet between his fingers. His blood-red pupils reflected the crimson light of the summoning circle, and he seemed lost in thought.

"Fuyuki's incomplete Holy Grail system can only read information registered on the Throne of Heroes before 2004 in this timeline. Trying to summon future Heroic Spirits is just wishful thinking."

However, there is one exception: when a Heroic Spirit who does not belong to this timeline responds to the summons by transcending the barriers of time.

His gaze returned to Locke's back in the formation, the light in his eyes growing even stronger. For him, whether or not Locke could be summoned would determine his fate.

If he succeeds, it means he has truly changed the world and altered the tragic fate of Earth and humanity. However, it's hard to say whether it will be better or worse. So, once we figure it out, we should kill him and reshape the world according to our own plan.

If he can't do it, it either means that he's not as important to the future he sees as he imagines, or it means that only this world can do all that, which is actually a huge problem.

This means that the world now will become an anomaly like a singularity or Lostbelt, which is the "evil" that he, as the king, must deal with.

In other words, Locke's fate was sealed no matter what; he was doomed to die the moment he showed Gilgamesh those futures.

However, what Gilgamesh didn't know was that for Locke, death wasn't scary; what was scary was being out of character or even completely messing up the performance. In that case, Locke would have to teach Gilgamesh what it meant to talk about physics.

With his blood, mixed with a trace of magic, draining away, Locke closed his eyes and used the Sleep Technique to return to the dream world, where he exchanged character cards with DC Locke and activated the skill to warp reality once more.

However, he did not expect that he would succeed on his first try.

"6

A declaration.

Your cause and effect are of the same origin as mine, and your existence is connected to mine.

I entrust my body to you, and your sword protects my wishes.

In response to the call of the Holy Grail, bound by this shared origin, and guided by this common will, we respond here.

I hereby swear an oath.

I pledge myself by my soul, and I bear witness to my existence.

Let us embark together on the path of good and evil, and uphold the vows of our hearts.

"You are a heroic soul bound by the threads of cause and effect, coming from the Throne of Heroes beyond the timeline, a future spirit sharing the same origin as me!"

As the summoning ritual continued, Locke's prayers, carrying his lifelong ambition, traveled along the magical pathway of the Greater Grail to the Throne of Heroes beyond the timeline.

That ideal of burning everything to rewrite the desperate situation resonated strongly among countless heroic souls. Unfortunately, when they saw what Locke was asking for, they all suppressed their desire to respond and returned to silence.

Seeing that the magic circle remained inactive for a long time, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada was moved by the same world-saving obsession that he shared with himself. Just as he was about to step forward to respond to the call, he was suddenly kicked hard in the back and sent flying.

"Did I call you before you came over? Get out of my way!"

The surge of magical energy in the center of the magic circle suddenly subsided, and the billowing dust was swept away by the fierce wind.

A colossal figure clad in bizarrely designed heavy armor stood like a mountain at the core of the magic circle. His crimson eyes, peering through his goggles, met Locke's gaze. In a single glance, he understood: "Berserker, I have answered the call. Are you the great Omnissiah?"