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"Didn't they say they suffered a huge blow and were seriously short of manpower? Why does it feel like there aren't that many fewer people?" Fujimaru Ritsuka muttered to himself in some confusion.

"Senior." Suddenly, she was stopped by someone. Turning around, she saw that it was Mashu. The other person was holding food in his hand, which included bread, ham, lettuce and milk. It was simple, but nutritious.

Fujimaru Ritsuka also took a similar portion, and then walked with Mashu to an empty seat. Fujimaru Ritsuka asked curiously, "How many people are there in Chaldea normally? I see there are a lot now, but aren't there many people injured? Isn't there a shortage of manpower now?"

Mashu immediately said, "Senior, don't you know? These people were discharged from the hospital yesterday, but because they rested for a night, they started working today."

Upon hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka was even more surprised. "Didn't we spend that much time in the singularity? How did he recover so quickly? If I remember correctly, the injury should be very serious, right?"

Mashu said excitedly, "Because Senior Morpheus took action. It is said that he used some special magic. Relying on this special magic, he instantly cured all the patients in the infirmary. Some people who have seen it said that the magic did not look like magic at all, but more like magic."

After hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka became even more curious about Morpheus's strength: "Magic? If I remember correctly, there's a big gap between magic and sorcery, right? Isn't it said that no one can use magic now, and all that can be used is magic?"

"That's right, but Senior Morpheus also said before that he used magic. Now it seems that this may be true. He is indeed using magic, and this magic seems to be a little special, but I can't put my finger on it."

"You feel something is special, but you can't put your finger on it?"

"That's right. I feel, or rather, intuitively feel that Senior Morpheus's moves are very special, but I can't see what's so special about them, because I don't know much about magic."

"I see..." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, recalling what Morpheus had said to him. "He asked me if I wanted to learn from him, to strengthen my own strength, and even to increase the power of my servants. I'm considering whether to go and learn from him."

"Of course, this is a rare opportunity. Senior Morpheus's knowledge is probably unknown to many people. If we can learn it, it will definitely be very useful. However..."

"Just what?"

"Senior, you don't have a magic seal, and Senior Morpheus probably won't pass on his seal to you. You probably won't be able to learn the true core content." Mashu said with some regret, then smiled, "But learning more knowledge is a great thing in itself!"

"Who said my magic needs something like magic seal?" The sudden voice startled both of them. Morpheus appeared beside them, holding his breakfast in his hand, and then sat next to Mash.

Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mashu looked at the food in Morpheus's plate. There was also ham, bread, lettuce, etc. The amount was almost equal to the amount of Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mashu combined, but there was only one cup of milk.

It was obvious that Morpheus's appetite was bigger than both of them, and much bigger.

"Morpheus-senpai's magic, um, magic, those magics don't require seals?"

"No need. The essence of engraving is to make it easier for people to cast spells. How did people cast spells before engravings? Could it be that they can't cast spells anymore? Impossible!" Morpheus said, lightly dipping his finger in the milk, and then wrote a number on the table.

"Look, what is this?"

"6?" Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mashu asked with some confusion.

The number written by Morpheus on the table was 6, a very ordinary number. Both of them were a little confused and didn't understand Morpheus's intention.

"Yes, it's 6, just an ordinary number, but look at it again now and see what has happened to it."

The two were confused and looked at the "6" on the table again.

This time, the two of them couldn't help but open their eyes wide, because at this moment, the number actually emitted a red light, and an extremely strong fire element condensed around it!

Just by using some milk and drawing a number on the table, the magic is performed?!

No need to use any magical props? !

"How, how is this possible?!" Mashu exclaimed. She looked around again and found that no one was looking this way. She immediately realized that this place must have been blocked, making it impossible for others to notice what was happening here.

Fujimaru Ritsuka also looked very surprised. "So magic, I mean, magic is so powerful? That's right, it's somewhat similar to the magic in the novels I know!"

Mashu whispered, "Senior, it's not that simple. Generally speaking, it's impossible to use magic so casually. But, but Senior Morpheus, what on earth is this..."

"Planetary magic. 6 represents the sun, and the sun represents Michael, which represents the element of fire. As a response, after I wrote down the number 6, I used the magic power within my body to activate it accordingly."

Morpheus smiled and explained to the two of them.

"I don't need to extend my magic power. I just need to create changes within my body, and these changes will directly produce reactions in the outside world. This number 6 is actually part of the ritual, a simplified way of casting the spell, suitable for beginners to learn."

"Newbie?!" Mashu found this unbelievable. If this technique was considered a novice, then what was considered a veteran?

Even when Cu Chulainn was casting runes, although he could cast magic just by writing the runes, there were obvious fluctuations in magic power, and Cu Chulainn's magic power was actually being consumed!

As a result, from the moment the magic effect appeared, she didn't even feel any fluctuation of magic power. It was as if these scorching lights appeared out of thin air.

"Yes, both newbies and veterans can instantly mobilize their own magical power and cast the corresponding spell simply by hand gestures or even chanting." Morpheus smiled. "You must remember one thing: a skilled magician can rely on their movements, every subtle movement, to cast the magic they need."

Morpheus said, extending his left hand. "Each finger, including combined movements like clenching a fist, can be used as a switch to cast a spell. The same goes for the feet. The movement of the footsteps, even the distance they move, can also be used as a switch to cast a spell."

Morpheus sighed at this point and said, "It's a pity that I'm not skilled enough to do this."

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't quite understand, so he just nodded. Mashu tried hard to suppress the urge to roll her eyes. Is this unskilled? Being able to pin down a Servant and hit him, is this unskilled?

If this is called unskilled, then what is skilled?

"Probably, I hit you with the weight of a world, and you summoned the four archangels to completely offset the weight of the world. Then you hit me with a fire that burned the world, and I turned the fire into invisible. All of this was done in an instant. I guess this is what we call proficiency." Morpheus touched his chin.

Mashu was shocked: "Morpheus-senpai, can you read minds?!"

"No."

"But!"

"I just feel like you think I'm very powerful, so I'll explain it to you." Morpheus said with a smile.

Mashu was skeptical, then asked, "The weight of the world?"

"Yes, the weight of the world. You can think of it as the mass of the entire universe pressing directly on one person."

"Can summoning the Four Archangels withstand the mass of the entire universe?"

"That's right, the existence of each of the four archangels is almost equivalent to the entire material world." Morpheus explained the other party's question very seriously.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was extremely excited when he heard this, but Mashu looked helpless. She felt that the knowledge, or common sense, that she had learned in the past was slowly collapsing.

Obviously, he is busy protecting the earth and saving its future. This is already the end of the world that humans fear, but the person in front of him said that someone he knows can summon four archangels who are comparable to the entire universe!

Fujimaru Ritsuka asked, "If it's so powerful, then if I summon the four archangels, can I save Humanity?"

Morpheus smiled slightly, then raised his hand and knocked the other person on the head, making the other person let out an "ouch".

"Why are you knocking me?!"

"Of course, it's to make you understand that this kind of thing can't be summoned casually!" Morpheus said, "The four archangels' true forms are equivalent to infinity, and can rival the existence of the infinite material world. That's the archangel. If you summon all of these things, the entire universe will explode."

"But didn't you say..." Fujimaru Ritsuka said with some dissatisfaction, but she stopped talking midway. Recalling Morpheus' words, she thought of a possibility, "When you said angels are equivalent to the material universe, did you mean that angels are equivalent to the infinitely expanding universe?"

"Yes."

"But in fact the universe is not expanding infinitely, it is actually finite?"

"This probability is extremely high. At least from all the information I have obtained so far, this is the truth. The universe is finite, so the universe will also be destroyed."

Morpheus said, raising an eyebrow.

"I'll tell you a secret. Do you know Greek mythology?"

The two nodded.

"The Greek gods know, right?"

The two nodded again. They had long known that Morpheus had been to Greece in the Age of Gods, so it was very likely that Morpheus knew some things that had never been recorded. Now it seemed that Morpheus was going to tell them some big secret.

"I'm going to tell you a big secret. The Greek gods are different from other gods on Earth. They are outsiders."

"Outsiders?!" Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka were both shocked.

"Yes, outsiders, they come from the universe, not even from this universe, but from other universes. Because the universe they are in is heading for destruction, Chaos in the myth traveled through time and space, jumped into this universe, and released a fleet to explore, targeting the Earth.

"Every warship in those fleets had its own artificial intelligence and its own name. The flagships at the time were Kronos and Zeus."

Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mashu both opened their mouths wide and looked at Morpheus. They were both stunned and speechless because they didn't know what to say.

This was indeed a shocking piece of news, so big that both of them were almost petrified.

After a long pause, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly exclaimed, "This Greek God is actually an alien?! No, that's not right. It should be called an alien highly intelligent life form, an intelligent machine civilization!"

Mashu finally recovered at this time, and she immediately asked a question: "But in mythology, the Greek gods all have human forms. How could they be warships?"

"That's so easy!" It wasn't Morpheus who answered Mash, but Fujimaru Ritsuka. "With technology so advanced, it's easy to create a human-like body. Whether it's through flesh and blood cloning, artificial cultivation, or holographic projection, the most advanced one, I think it could use nano clusters or light-matter conversion technology. Aren't similar technologies common in science fiction novels?"

Mashu looked at Ritsuka Fujimaru who was talking big, and she found that she couldn't understand anything he said.

This knowledge, or rather, content, belonged to the collection of science fiction enthusiasts. As a magician who had lived in Chaldea since childhood, she really didn't understand this kind of thing.

"It was by using something similar that they were able to befriend and protect humans. As a result, they gained godhood and became gods of Earth. Finally, due to a great disaster, they lost their physical bodies, that is, their warship bodies, and from then on, became no different from ordinary nature gods."

The two of them really enjoyed listening to the stories told by Morpheus, but after breakfast, they still had to go to work.

When they arrived at the Spirit Transfer Hall, Olga Marie, who had been waiting in the command room for a long time, shouted to the people below, "It's up to you!"

"Don't worry." Morpheus made an OK gesture, and Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mashu also smiled and nodded to Olga Marie. Just when they were about to leave, Olga Marie called them back.

"Wait!" Seeing everyone looking at her, she cleared her throat and said, "Thank you for treating the patient."

Morpheus smiled and said, "It's okay. I was just worried that you would get tired and disperse. You are a ghost now. Work hard and don't be lazy."

Olga Marie took a deep breath. She really found that Morpheus was a person who could make her angry, but everything he did was to help her.

She tried hard to suppress her anger and forced a smile: "You guys go!"

The Chaldean expatriates, a trio, set out again, their destination: the next singularity!

Chapter 137: Evil Dragon Joan of Arc

Peculiar France, peculiar June 3, 1431.

Because of some encounters, or some things, he fell into the abyss of evil early on. The black wizard relied on the Holy Grail he obtained from a mysterious person and successfully summoned his own god.

The dark woman named Jeanne d'Arc is shrouded in ominous aura and filled with violent emotions, knowing only killing!

Giles laughed and knelt before the woman, begging for her praise.

As long as it is for Joan of Arc, everything can be sacrificed, everything can be killed. The deaths of those people are nothing to Giles. If you calculate the extent to which he cares about them, it is probably the same as the ants crawling on the ground.

He had also dedicated the Holy Grail in his hand to his god, Joan of Arc. At this moment, with his help, Joan of Arc created a summoning circle and began another servant summoning ceremony!

"—I hereby declare.

"You are under my command, entrusting my fate to your sword. Those who obey the call of the Holy Grail and follow this will and truth, respond to me! I swear here that I am the one who spreads evil in the world. If you serve me with chaos blinding your eyes, you are the one imprisoned in the cage of madness, and I am the master who holds its chains - the three great words that entangle you come from the Wheel of Restraint! Guardian of the Scales -"

A light appeared within the magic circle, and under the power of the Holy Grail, it began to summon servants.

"Oh oh oh!" Giles made an excited monkey call, which complemented his black outfit.

One man and four women, five different servants appeared at the scene. They were all disturbed by the characteristics of madness and found it difficult to think normally. Facing these servants, the black Jeanne d'Arc raised the corners of her mouth, revealing an evil and cruel smile.

"You are finally here, my compatriots. I am your Master. Do you understand why you have been summoned here? Destruction and slaughter, these are my orders to you.

"If there's a vibrant street, destroy it to your heart's content. If there's a vibrant village, ravage it to your heart's content. No matter how evil, no matter how cruel, the gods will forgive you.

"Even if I end up being punished by God for this, it doesn't matter, because it's just a means of proving God's existence and love."

The frenzied servants received the order and left. Then, Black Jeanne looked at Giles, the noble swordsman who had followed Jeanne and was now a black wizard.

"—Next, Jill. Bring that guy to me."

His tone was filled with murderous intent.

"Yes, as you wish." Giles smiled and was very happy with the decision.

Black Jeanne asked, "You didn't attack him, did you?"

"Of course, but have you figured out how to deal with it?"

Black Jeanne didn't say anything, which made Giles ask, "Hey, do you need my opinion?" His slightly opened eyes looked like a toad's eyes, with no human feeling at all.

"!! Are you worried that I'll be upset about this?! Stop talking nonsense. If you keep doing that, I'll kill you, Jill!" Words filled with murderous intent uttered from Jeanne d'Arc's mouth. "Do you even have to think about how to use your fork while eating? The same goes for how to deal with him. I don't even have to think about it!"

The bishop who had tried Joan of Arc and ordered her to be burned at the stake was brought here. He held a cross in his hand, looked around in horror, and tremblingly said, "...Wha...what!? Where is this? Who are you..."

But no one answered him, and he cried out in surprise, hoping to get an answer.

“Answer me! Why aren’t you answering me? The person over there—Aaaaaaah!”

He couldn't continue speaking because he saw the person in front of him, and the familiar face appeared in his eyes.

"Ah, isn't this Pierre? Bishop Pierre Cauchon! I've been looking forward to seeing you again!" The expression on Joan of Arc's face looked sick, like a madman. "I, Joan of Arc, have never forgotten your face for a single day!"

"Impossible." As if he was desperately denying something, Pierre Cauchon shook his head frantically, denying it madly, "Impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible..."

He shouted, but the figure in front of him did not disperse. Instead, it continued to look at him as if he were a clown.

"You...you...you...you are Jeanne d'Arc?! Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! You should have died three days ago! I clearly killed you! You should have fallen..."

Black Jeanne just looked at him and said, "Should he have fallen into hell...? Perhaps, Bishop."

"This must... be a dream. A nightmare. What else could it be but a nightmare?!"

Gilles appeared here, looking at Pierre Cauchon with a smile, "Oh my, you're starting to run away from reality. This won't do. I need you to wake up."