Please stop persecuting your students!

——The moment this question arose, one could already imagine Nia's subconscious evaluation of this cycle of fate that Saki called a tool.

Nia was in a dilemma.

Saki didn't say anything. He held the girl's hand and walked slowly down the stairs, which were so long that the end could not be seen at a glance.

Although it looks like a whale, Invidia is not an island whale like the Sky Curtain Beast. The only traces of man-made objects on its body are the bulge on the top of its head and the inside of its ostentatious "dragon horns". The rest are all inside its body, in the huge internal cave.

Saki and the other person entered from the only man-made object on Invidia's back - which, if it were a human, could be considered the back of the head, an open-air plaza built on the bulge of Invidia's back.

Kalam Square.

In the original novel, the place where Lex's first life mentor, the leader of the mercenary group Vandam, died was also the place where Light awakened. It was also half collapsed and turned into ruins because of the punch of Mie. Because Lex's itinerary had undergone earth-shaking changes, this place was naturally preserved.

On the back of this simplified version of the arena is a terrifyingly long staircase leading directly to the Invidia capital of Vonsmaim and the heart of Invidia Arus.

Although they were inside Arus, Arus was born with the idea of ​​giving priority to the living environment of humans, so the ecological environment inside was naturally not lacking in light. Huge luminous jade was inlaid or growing on the rock wall, and the faint green light illuminated the endless tunnel. After speeding through the tunnel, the scenery inside the belly of Fengsmaim and Invidia came into their eyes.

Compared to the steampunk architectural style of Spebbia with sharp edges and mechanical creations everywhere, and the rural field scenery of Gura at least three centuries ago, Invidia is a completely different scene. In the city relying on the huge rock wall rising from the belly of Invidia, there are rows of arc-top buildings with the shadow of medieval British architecture. Looking far away, at the other end of the lower abdomen, under the waterfall of the Qingzhi Bank, there is a travertine pool with irregular accumulation in the shape of steps, which is similar to Jiuzhaigou. The lake is full of jumping eight stones... But none of this is important.

The key is that the waves swept by the cold wind, mixed with tiny ice particles, swept past in front of you. When you look up, the huge lower abdomen of Invidia is in full view. On both sides of the extremely huge cave space, the petals of the long-leaf cherry trees unique to this place are scattered in the wind, pink gold, golden red, purple red... various colored glowing leaves are accompanied by the cold wind mixed with ice particles and scattered all over the cave, colorful and beautiful!

Invidia's special climate phenomenon - cherry blossom snow!

The brightly colored luminous leaves containing etheric energy were swept by the cold wind and accompanied by reflective ice crystals, blowing all over every corner of the lower abdomen. It was a rare sight in recent years! It was also ranked first in Saki's mind as the "Must-See Scenery in the Netherworld". Therefore, when Spebia accidentally heard the Nopon tribe at the port communicating with Invidiare, he happened to catch up with Sakura Fubuki, so he rushed over with Nia.

After imprinting this magnificent view in his mind from a perspective far superior to that in the game, Saki patted the head of the equally stunned girl beside him and said softly:

"Niya, change into your original clothes."

"Hmm? Oh..."

The girl nodded blankly. Although the words lacked key information, she had understood what Saki meant from the concise thoughts that were transmitted to her. Then, a large number of photons appeared around her, and her clothes were directly opened. She was wrapped in a fairy-like gorgeous dress instead of the conservative modern clothes. On the black lace bra, the red and blue diamond crystals sparkled in the snow-white skin.

The stance of a strange blade!

The still confused girl, under the guidance of Saki, walked from one side of the Zwent Palace Square to the stairs at the other end of the square - yes, stairs after stairs, the spectacular man-made structure extended all the way from the 'back of Invidia's head' to the bottom of her lower abdomen, with a total length of more than a thousand meters, a terrifying staircase that was daunting.

Nia was dragged by Saki and stood at the entrance of the big stairs with a confused look on her face. She watched Saki retreat to the center of the square wrapped in spiritual power, and while unfolding his tactical eyepiece, he took out his new cell phone, which he had hardly used since he bought it, and half-knelt down on the spot and aimed it at Nia.

"Come on, raise your arms and turn around~"

Nia: “…”

Oh, take pictures.

"Come to think of it...the teacher's previous cell phone was broken..."

The only relic this man had that reminded him of his past world was damaged three weeks ago...

The girl, dressed like a lovely fairy, turned around in front of the metal arch at Saki's instruction. Her white sleeves, red skirt and silver hair fluttered in the wind. The golden bells tied to her slender waist that seemed to be grasped in one hand jingled. Three crystal-like ether stones swayed under the golden padlock on her skirt, which was of unknown use. The falling cherry blossoms that kept floating around her body and scattering into a cloud of light in the cold wind formed a whole new and magnificent scene.

Unfortunately, under the influence of spiritual power, only Saki and the camera in Saki's hand could appreciate this magnificent view and preserve it forever. Having said that, the sound of bells and shutter clicks still scared the Invidia soldiers who happened to be patrolling nearby in the square. They were wearing armor like guard beasts and became nervous. They looked around but saw no one. They thought it was a ghost and ran away in fear.

However, the Blade Master and the Strange Blade were minding their own business, oblivious to the people around them.

"Come on, come on, pick up the knife and pose like this."

"Laugh! You have to laugh. You won't look good if you don't laugh (Nia:?) Bah! You look better when you laugh. Come on, think about something happy~"

And so on.

After tossing and turning for several minutes, and posing in several positions according to Saki's request, and even using ether and spiritual power, the girl was finally relieved. She came to Saki and admired the results after tormenting herself for several minutes.

It's like a painting, except for some actions that are extremely awkward and don't match the scenery, the rest can be printed into a large poster, which is so exquisite that it costs 200 RMB per piece to cheat monkeys out of their money.

"Is this okay?"

The girl on the back of Saki, who was squatting on the ground selecting photos, asked, "I came all the way here just to take these photos... In terms of whether it's worth it or not, Nia definitely thinks it's worth it. It's a stunning view that far surpasses the natural scenery. If I didn't make this special trip, I might never be able to see it again in my life. It's not an exaggeration to say it's a huge profit."

It's just...isn't there anything else to do?

If we just visit tourist attractions and recreate memories, it seems like something is missing, right?

"What's missing?"

"You are such a..."

Saki selected a few photos that he thought were particularly interesting and saved them in his collection. He turned to look at Nia. The girl held her forehead and sighed helplessly. Then she reached out and took the phone from Saki's hand. She casually dropped it into the air, and used her spiritual power to hold it in the air. It was as if she had exchanged with Nia a few minutes ago. Saki, who was confused, stood up and dragged his arm to the previous archway.

"Since we want to make memories, how can we not come with the teacher! Come~ Eggplant~"

"That seems to be the case..."

Looking at the mobile phone hanging in the air as if it were a supernatural event, he lowered his head to look at the smiling catwoman beside him.

This smile seemed even brighter than when he took the photo just now.

Click~!

......

"Teacher, regarding the previous question..."

"What do you think of the Blade?"

"Well, that's just my opinion..."

Looking back, the huge island whale was flying freely above the expanding sea of ​​clouds, and the melodious whale calls echoed above the sea of ​​clouds.

Perhaps thousands of years ago, it was also an extremely powerful blade, famous in the underworld at that time, and had its cherished blade wielder.

But now, it is flying above this sea of ​​clouds as Arus named Invidia, carrying hundreds of millions of lives.

"Being able to be like that at the finish line... I still feel a little proud, right? And it's super cool!"

"Handsome... Yeah, indeed."

Sakichi's Adjuster's tactical eyepiece simulated a cloud sea compass and replied casually:

"But unfortunately, this evolutionary path has become less smooth since five hundred years ago."

"Eh? What do you mean?"

"For the Blades, whether it is increasing their strength or eventually growing into Arus, it is a process of constantly accumulating information and data. This is the same as for Digimon."

"When enough information is accumulated, it becomes Arus, and then more blades are born, forming a cycle. Is that right?"

"Well, then here comes the problem."

Looking at the pure white wall getting closer and closer in front of him, Saki's gaze became deeper and deeper.

"What if someone is deliberately searching for core crystals and plundering the data accumulated by the Blades for who knows how many generations?"

"If the accumulated data of the Blades is taken away, there will be no further evolution, and no new Arus will be born... Wait?!"

After following Saki's line of thought for a while, Nia suddenly realized something and looked up abruptly.

How could anyone do this?! Deliberately cutting off the cycle of the Blades, the new Arus cannot fill the gap left by the death of the old Arus, which is equivalent to letting the entire Netherworld fall into a slow death. How could anyone in the Netherworld have such an idea?

Besides, even if such an idea came into being, who would be able to collect the core water of the entire Netherworld?

"Isn't there one?"

Saki lowered his head and said, almost hintingly:

"Under the slogan of controlling war resources and reducing the intensity of war, a country that uniformly collects, manages, and redistributes core crystals."

"...Arcadia."

The little cat girl's face was as dark as water, and her expression was uglier and gloomier than ever before.

It's fine if they secretly persecute the cannibals, but they actually want to defile the Blades that have sacrificed everything for humanity, the last proof of their bond with their former Blade Masters?!

What the hell!

Volume 616 Return to the Netherworld, the Day the World is Saved: Chapter Chapter You Should Feel Sorry for Being Born as Humans

The humans currently living in the Netherworld can be divided into five categories. The first type is the well-known Gula people, who have irregular skin color and are characterized by having various animal ears. They are humans bred by Arusgula.

The second type is the Invidians, who are tall and generally have broad shoulders and a big waist, dark skin, and special keratin scattered on their heads that is like rocky scales.

The third and fourth types are the people of Spebbia and Ancient Ira. There is not much difference between the two. The former are fair-skinned and beautiful, while the latter are tall and strong. They both meet the basic definition of "human" in the minds of "people from another world" such as Saki. The former naturally live in Spebbia, while the latter mostly migrated to Losuria with the demise of the ancient kingdom of Ira.

Finally, there are the Arcadians, a race with pointed ears and blue skin. Like the Invidians, they are a race that is very different from "humans" in the conventional sense. Moreover, in this underworld where the average life expectancy (excluding Arcadians) (ignoring war factors) does not exceed eighty years, the Arcadians, who can generally live for more than one hundred and fifty years, do not look like the same race as other humans.

With such unique conditions, about two or three thousand years ago, a group of Arcadian people who wanted to express their gratitude to the gods founded a country.

Religious country - Arcadia.

An absolutely neutral country established based on concepts such as "thank God for creating the world", "thank God for giving his great follower (Arus) to help humans survive on the sea of ​​clouds", "thank God XX", etc. And the most special Arcadian people are defined as "God's favorites", and then preached in the underworld.

The Arus where they live is shaped like a flying dragon. The town is built on its back, arranged in a stepped manner. The towering white walls divide the residential area 'Gothic Water' used for communication with the outside world, and the administrative area and core area of ​​the port and the Church. There is a huge gap between the buildings inside and outside. If the buildings outside the wall are still for people to live in, starting from the towering walls, the buildings inside seem to be built for giants.

The magnificent palace is built of pure white stones. Without complicated decorations or stained glass, it is filled with a solemnity, sacredness and dignity that makes people want to worship it.

In contrast, the "residents" living in the simple tents under the city wall, although not pale and thin, but dressed in rather shabby clothes, feel no different from refugees...

Although they were indeed refugees, they were displaced in the battle for Gula instigated by Spebbia ten years ago, and were finally taken in by Arcadia. From that day on, they lived in the refugee area between the walls of Arcadia Gothic Iswater and the Holy City.

As a permanent neutral country, Arcadia has done quite well on the surface. For the past five hundred years, it has mediated conflicts of all sizes, taken in refugees who have nowhere to go due to the death of the Arus they were living in, and reduced the intensity of war by controlling the core crystals. Its clergy also often run around the Netherworld, providing assistance and relief work to humans on small and medium-sized Arus that are not affiliated with the four major countries.

In general, they managed to maintain their dignity. Even though their military power had to be controlled by other countries, which had caused complaints from Melleph, they still had to be courteous to the authorities in Arcadia.

The Pope of Arcadia - or the Pope, the man at the pinnacle of power in this religious country and even in the entire underworld - Mystic MacPey, his day begins at six in the morning.

He got up at six o'clock, washed and ate with the help of his subordinates, and then began to deal with the morning's government affairs in the office next to the reception hall, including diplomacy with the other three countries and internal affairs of all sizes. As a king with a strong desire for control, he had to handle a large number of documents every day. Fortunately, the Netherworld was only a township-level world with only a few hundred thousand people after all. Although there were many things to handle, they were not so many that he would be exhausted.

After quickly finishing his morning government affairs, if there were no special arrangements, McPenny liked to go to the wall of the Holy City and overlook his kingdom...that insignificant little area.

Refugee area.

It is a place that can constantly alert him. Nothing else is needed. It only needs to remain here as it is, and it will constantly alert him, alert him...how hopeless human beings are.

Ugly, despicable, shameless, they can easily harm their own kind who have nothing to do with them for a meager profit, and they are more active in hurting each other than any other creature... These are the bad roots of human beings.

It is often said that when the granaries are full, people know etiquette; when they have enough food and clothing, they know honor and disgrace... I would like to borrow the evaluation of Prince Sieg, who also temporarily resides in the Vatican.

Bullshit!

The truth is that when basic survival needs are met...in other words, after being full and satisfied, most people do not try to move to a higher level. Instead, they just have nothing to do and mess around without any ambition.

Look at these refugees. They were taken in and settled by Arcadia ten years ago. The Holy See provided them with basic accommodation and food free of charge...and then what?

Ten years have passed, and the war between the two countries has ended for many years, but this group of refugees are still clinging to the refugee area like termites, refusing to move, and have even started to make trouble.

...Yes, in this feudal society, a group of refugees who were taken in started a riot at the foot of the holy city of Arcadia, the most prestigious city among the four major countries.

Good people are often bullied, good horses are often ridden, and this is because of the existence of such people. In fact, this group of people has never stopped since they came to Arcadia, and they started to make trouble almost as soon as they settled down.

At first, they cheated and deceived people in various ways, and even cooperated with foreign Blade Hunters to steal and kill lone Blades for a little money. Petty thefts never stopped, and now it's even more interesting.

They put on the skin of vulnerable groups and victims and began to blackmail the country. Under the pretext of "war makes us homeless" and "Blades are the root of war", they asked the Church to call on the Netherworld to abolish and confiscate all Blades - at the very least, they would equip everyone with a Blade so that they would have the power to protect themselves.

As for the "nurturing" of the Holy See over the years, they retorted with the words "Arcadia, who are responsible for controlling and distributing core crystals, are guilty of the same crime as Spebbia and Invidia", as if the Holy See owed them something and should keep these parasites nurtured.

How ugly!

When he thought about how such a person could live in this world with a clear conscience and be called a human being like himself, McPenny felt sick from the bottom of his heart.

Volume 617 Return to the Netherworld, the Day of Saving the World: Chapter Chapter A handsome guy is passing by quietly

Such human beings are not qualified to survive on this God-given land. This is McPenny's arbitrary judgment.

To this end, he wants to destroy the world, while maintaining the world's stability, letting the world die slowly, making humans lose their foothold, and finally returning to the vast sea of ​​clouds.

To do this, what he needs to do is to take back the grace bestowed on mankind on behalf of God.

Blade, or more precisely, the cycle of Blade and Arus, as long as Arus no longer gives birth, the destruction of humanity is only a matter of time.

After reminding himself through the refugees every day and consolidating his motivation and faith to move forward on this road of no return, McPenny took a short nap at noon and then began his "baptism".

On the surface, his explanation to all parties was that as a former Blade Master of the Holy Grail of Heaven, he used the power of the Core Crystal to refine himself and improve his synergy with the Blades. In essence, he plundered the 'evolutionary information' accumulated in the Core Crystal and integrated it into his own body - his lifespan far exceeding that of ordinary Arcadian people came from this.

I'm afraid no one could have imagined that this baptism ceremony open to the outside world is actually a brutal act of stabbing the butcher knife into the heart of the Netherworld step by step in front of the entire Netherworld?

After the baptism, he continued to deal with the afternoon's official business. He received the necessary audiences, and when he had nothing to do, he read some books and worked on his small plans and goals that could shake up the entire underworld. After dinner, the Pope spent another ordinary and plain day. After taking off his heavy crown and robes and changing into a set of pajamas that were no less complicated than the former, the powerful old man walked to the window, stood on the high tower, and quietly overlooked the dragon scales that shone with gorgeous colors in the night - the dragon wings of Arcadia Arus.

Moving downward, in the center of the holy city, four white towers perfectly blended with the surrounding buildings, located in the four diagonal directions of the holy city, came into view. Intense excitement and desire to destroy flashed in his calm eyes.

After devouring Kasumi's core crystal and becoming a Blade Eater, his abilities as a Blade Master of the Holy Grail of Heaven - that is, the master controller of the Blade - were greatly enhanced. The ability to unconditionally tune any Blade combined with Kasumi's ability to interfere with the ether flow of other Blades resulted in the ability to unconditionally control all Blade-type creatures within a certain range.

All the Blade creatures, from the Blades to Arus, even special beings like the Cannibals and the Holy Grail of Heaven are no problem. This is his real trump card.

The four amplification towers were the crystallization of the netherworld ether technology that was born after 500 years of precipitation after swallowing the technology of the ancient kingdom of Ira. They were wifi amplifiers that could amplify his power to most of the netherworld.