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Upon hearing this, Roman nodded, his expression grave, and then, still unwilling to give up, asked again.

"Are we really not able to help at all?"

He could probably guess that, but figuring out Tiamat's purpose wasn't the most important thing right now. What he cared more about was how to avoid this outcome.

Although he trusted the people still fighting in the Seventh Singularity wholeheartedly, he still wanted to do his best to help, even if it was just a little bit. That's why he tried his best to discuss countermeasures with Leonardo da Vinci and Sherlock Holmes.

After speaking, Roman looked at Leonardo da Vinci. Among so many people, only Leonardo da Vinci was likely to be able to play a role under these circumstances.

He is Solomon who has lost his wisdom and power, and the other is a great detective who is only looking for the truth. Only the omnipotent Leonardo da Vinci has the potential to break the deadlock.

only--

"What do you take me for? Romani, even if you say that, I'm still certain of this situation..."

Under Roman's intense gaze, Leonardo da Vinci shook his head and adopted a rather distressed expression.

"It really didn't work."

Roman thought that even an omnipotent person was now at a loss and was about to give up when he immediately heard her say that.

"Of course—there is a way. Who do you take me for?"

Leonardo da Vinci suddenly raised his voice and said.

This sound also made Roman exclaim in surprise, his face showing an expression of disbelief.

"—Huh!!"

"What are you 'huh' about? I'm an omnipotent person. I was originally planning to tell you last, since this method isn't 100% successful. But since you asked, I'll tell you now."

Leonardo da Vinci covered his forehead and said smugly.

"In short, the situation is that I used the one in the Chaldea warehouse and another system that is different from the one for transferring spirit particles."

"Another system?"

Roman was, after all, the temporary commander of Chaldea. He was also a veteran of Chaldea and the Magic King who had known the old director back then.

Chaldea does indeed hold many secrets, but these are not secrets to him, who possesses the highest authority, so Roman immediately knew what Leonardo da Vinci was referring to.

"Imaginary number submarine?"

He spoke immediately.

"Yeah, that's it."

Da Vinci nodded and explained, "Although that thing shouldn't be used at this time in theory, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. Equipment isn't a talisman; if it's not used, it's meaningless. So I forced it to be used after the modification."

“That’s right. Just as Miss Leonardo da Vinci said, the Chaldea reinforcements have already boarded the Shadow Border and are conducting imaginary number voyages in preparation for entering the Seventh Singularity, and even the Temple of Time. Even Goetia only damaged the spirit particle transfer system, not the Shadow Border, so this is our last bit of support!”

At this point, Holmes immediately provided an explanation.

"Although the effect of this system on the singularity is not obvious yet, it is the only option we have now. Under these circumstances, we have to gamble even if there is only a one percent chance of winning."

"You two... um."

After listening to the two guys' nonsensical words, Roman nodded slightly. He finally understood why the Servants who were originally crowded in the transfer room had disappeared. It turned out they had already set off.

Although he still felt that doing this was too reckless and that he could easily get lost in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, it was indeed as they said, that they had to take a gamble now. If they didn't take this last chance, there would be no hope left. So he chose to support them.

only--

Looking at Leonardo da Vinci here, and Sherlock Holmes beside him, Roman glanced at the employees around him. After a precise count, he found that everyone was here.

He suddenly realized that if everyone were here, then...

Who's driving the boat?!

Who drives the Shadow Border?

He asked Leonardo da Vinci.

Upon hearing this question, Leonardo da Vinci smiled slightly and then kept the question a secret for a moment before answering.

"Don't worry, they are all professional navigators."

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Meanwhile, in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers.

Amidst the endless turbulence, a black vehicle, shaped like an armored car, was churning inside.

Sitting in the back, Ramses II, acting like a lord, shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Do you even know how to sail a boat? This rocking sail is making me dizzy!"

On the other side, two excellent navigators were forcibly conscripted into the army.

Jason, Blackbeard, could be described as looking pained.

The two shut-ins were doing just fine in Chaldea when they were summoned because they needed naval crew. They thought it was just a normal voyage, so they took over before Drake without batting an eye. But who would have thought that they would be sailing the Imaginary Sea?

Jason is now so angry he wants to curse.

Blackbeard doesn't count. Because he was the captain of the Argo and a navigator from the Age of Gods, he was required to participate and was forced to take on this mission.

This put him under considerable pressure.

Although he was a scoundrel, his life was miserable, and he had nothing to be proud of, it didn't matter if he died or lost.

Even so, he was clear about the mission he was now carrying.

This time, he wasn't betting on a simple treasure, a beautiful woman, or a country; he was betting on all of humanity.

This also pressured him to send his powerful Servants—Ramses II, Cú Chulainn, Joan of Arc, Romulus, and Orion—to the Singularity in a timely manner.

"call……"

Thinking of this, Jason took a deep breath, glanced back at the others behind him, and then mustered his courage to shout at Ramses II, who sat on the throne looking displeased.

"Stop your whining, you son of a bitch! If you're unhappy, get off Jason's ship! Since I said I'd get you to your destination, I definitely will!"

"Now—you'd better hold on tight! This great one is about to ride the waves!"

"...Hmph, finally you're making some sense."

Surprisingly, the usually arrogant Ramses II, instead of getting angry at Jason's sharp rebuke, actually smiled.

That's the kind of drive he needs.

He was a cavalryman, and although he was not a navigator, he was still a king. He knew very well that determination and courage were the most important things to overcome seemingly insurmountable difficulties.

Since Jason had shown some effort and courage that Ramses II could accept, he was naturally pleased.

After all, all he wanted was to reach his destination.

The other spirits on the ship remained silent, all cheering for Jason in their hearts.

"I am the best captain, I will never make a mistake before we reach our destination."

Jason gripped the steering wheel and murmured to himself.

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Meanwhile, in Uruk, Gilgamesh, who had originally planned to rest and allow everyone to make final adjustments, became serious upon noticing Tiamat's dragon form and immediately canceled his vacation.

Loewe looked at the Holy Grail in his hand.

Or rather, a key.

The key to victory was revealed, and his expression turned serious.

He hadn't anticipated that just as he was about to lure Tiamat out, she would launch her attack first.

Black fog enveloped the sky, and primal lightning flashed incessantly.

Because of Tiamat's power, a black tide, born from the sea, began to spread, ravaging the land and gradually advancing towards Uruk. Wherever it passed, trees withered, flowers faded, and life wept in mourning.

They want to rewrite and recombine all the genes and all the creatures on this planet, pushing them to the other side of evolution. But before that, the first thing they need to do is to destroy all the life that still exists in this singularity, as well as all the powerful obstacles.

This refers to Uruk.

Even so, the people here are not afraid at all. They are not scared, nor will they run away. Everyone is prepared to fight to the very end.

"Mother...has the dragon body returned to its final stage?"

Through his remote Noble Phantasm, Kingu saw Tiamat in her current state, and she spoke with a pained expression.

Is this really the Mother Goddess?

Siduri looked at Tiamat in disbelief. She couldn't believe that this dragon of the end was the same mother who smiled at everyone—the gaping maw extending to near her ears, the sharp teeth crisscrossing like a shark's, made it impossible for anyone present to associate the monster before them with "Tiamat".

Although it possesses some human sexual characteristics, everyone can only associate it with "beast".

"Stop looking at Siduri, she is not the Mother Goddess, she is the one who sealed away the Mother Goddess's chaos and madness!"

Seeing Siduri's pale face, Gilgamesh patted her on the shoulder and spoke.

Jingu, standing to the side, also clenched his fists and nodded heavily.

Gilgamesh was right. The Beast of Return was Tiamat's suppressed tyrannical "nature." But Tiamat's true rationality and aspirations were simply to become an ordinary girl, to live a simple life with her children, and to live as a being that was not rejected and was loved.

"We can talk about the shock later, Roman. You have the instruments to analyze this, right? Quickly find out how long it will take for Tiamat's power to reach Uruk! Right now, all I can hear is the planet's cries!"

"Okay, okay! It's already being analyzed. Please wait a moment. However, because her physical body hasn't moved, the diffusion of her power is disordered, so I can't find a reference point. It will take some more time!"

Dr. Roman wasn't idle either. While everyone was discussing, he was already calculating the range of Tiamat's special ability at his fastest speed.

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"A Maybach on a Rainy Night? Talk to my Levadin!"

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"Honestly, Kassel College is just so-so; there aren't many pretty girls there."

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake towards Erii."

How strong is Xia Mi? What's her total damage and DPS? Is her turnaround time fast? What trophy is she in?

—Zhao Zizhan, Chief of Logistics, Rhode Island

Having transmigrated to another world and now possessing resources from two different worlds, Zhao Zizhan decides to make a huge feast of dumplings.