Type-Moon: In Another World, I Became an Alien God

Yao did not use the incantation of the Holy Grail War, but instead used an incantation with a very distinctive style of the Lost Anecdotes.

This ensures that the summoned creature is an alien apostle.

If you use normal summoning terms, it wouldn't be funny to summon enemies here.

The summoning of heroic spirits radiates a dazzling light.

The Imaginary Tree provides pure true ether to the spell, using the elements that constitute celestial bodies as the foundation for the heroic spirits.

Electric currents, like those of a python, flowed through the atmosphere.

Darkness had nowhere to hide from that dazzling light, so bright it was almost blinding, as if it could melt the retina.

"Um..."

Yao stared at the magic mist that had almost condensed into a liquid state.

There, he saw a figure, which, judging from its slender and delicate features, should be a woman.

Just as Yao was making this decision.

A sharp, cold light emerged from the magical mist, its aim aimed directly at Yao.

Faced with this unique way of greeting.

Yao dodged the sword's slash with a quick turn of his head and summoned the Demon Sword True World.

It collided with the second blade aimed at it.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere.

This also allowed both sides to see each other's true colors.

Yao saw a dashing woman dressed in red and blue.

She held two swords, looking surprised.

He clearly didn't understand the situation.

"You are... Miyamoto Musashi?"

Yao saw through the true name of the heroic spirit.

The light emanating from the opponent's signature twin swords, his Japanese-style attire, and his imposing fighting spirit befitting a martial artist.

It's hard not to see through their real names.

Even though Musashi was wearing a straw hat, it was far too easy for Yao to guess his real name.

"Um... could it be that you're my Master in this world? Oh dear... I'm so sorry!"

I was just fighting to the death with someone in another world, and I got carried away in the heat of the moment!

I was just summoned here, I didn't even have time to react! I thought it was an enemy trap or something, so I instinctively swung my sword.

Musashi immediately sheathed his sword.

She clasped her hands together apologetically, while still having a series of unspoken doubts in her mind.

If she were to kill her Master right away, she would break her record for the fastest time from the present world to her departure.

That's right, she has the ability to travel between worlds.

Female Musashi is also a Heroic Spirit inscribed on the Recording Tape, but she is different from normal Heroic Spirits.

This Musashi exists as a living being.

It is estimated that Musashi was able to respond to the Imaginary Tree's call because of his ability to transfer spiritual particles.

The original world in which Musashi lived has disappeared.

The world that gave birth to her has been severed as an anomaly, and she is a survivor of the severance event.

She lost her sense of belonging.

They can only drift between different worlds.

Yao had information about the female Musashi in his past life's memories, so he knew the heroic spirit in front of him very well.

"You must be the Master who summoned me, right?"

"That's right, that's me."

"Miyamoto Musashi, you should know that I summoned you as an enemy of humanity, shouldn't you? Currently, your existence in this world is only due to your presence as an alien apostle."

Yao Xiangmushi confirmed this again.

If the other party chooses to stand on the side of humanity and reason, then he will ruthlessly purge them.

Although Yao designed a simple Command Spell system.

However, the constraints on the Heroic Spirits are not very strong, and they cannot be directly used to give orders.

"Alien God? Uh... I've never heard of that."

However, thanks to you, Master, my presence in this world seems particularly stable, and I shouldn't have to worry about being teleported to other worlds again in the short term.

I don't really care about things like enemies of human reason; whether something suits my taste is something I have to confirm for myself.

However, that sounds quite interesting.

Musashi said with great interest.

Clearly, she didn't understand the concept of Lostbelts very well, only knowing that she could travel through multiple worlds.

They also had no idea about the thing called the Imaginary Tree.

In other words, worlds like the Dead Apostles that possess the Imaginary Tree are extremely rare.

"Hmph, what's that saying again? As long as there's a meal and a place to sleep, that's enough! Musashi will never miss an interesting opportunity."

In short, just don't make me feel tired of it.

Musashi looked at Yao and said lightly.

This wasn't the first time she had traveled to another world, nor was it the first time she had played the role of a good person or a bad person.

Right now, what allows her to anchor herself in this manifest world is Yao.

She will naturally act with Yao at the center; whether it is good or evil is a separate matter.

Yao grinned and said, "Fun? I can assure you, you'll never be bored by my side. After all, my goal is to overturn the history of humankind in this world and make the supernatural possible."

"Wow! This is quite a big target. But it seems that this time the opponent is going to be an enemy of human history? How exciting! If that's the case, then I'll be the bad guy, the big villain!"

Hahaha, it's like walking a tightrope – one wrong step and you're doomed! But it's definitely entertaining!

Musashi became interested in summoning his own Yao.

Clearly, the world was far more extraordinary than she had imagined; the soaring, dreamlike tree alone was quite intriguing.

I have already traveled through many worlds.

Even Musashi had never seen such a rare sight.

"However, upon closer inspection..."

Master, your sword is truly extraordinary.

If I had to give this sword a word, it would only be "perfect," it simply encompasses the entirety of this world... By the way, Master, you know how to use a sword?

Musashi has a remarkably strong capacity for learning.

Having traveled through different worlds and witnessed all sorts of civilizations, she soon began chatting with Yao like an old friend.

Now, she's even eyeing the True World of the Demon Sword.

Miyamoto Musashi was a peerless swordsman.

This is true in every world.

To go further on the path of Kendo.

Miyamoto Musashi would even adopt children specifically to pass on all his swordsmanship and martial arts skills.

Its purpose is only one thing.

When these children grow up and hone their swordsmanship to the highest level, that will be the time for Miyamoto Musashi to test his skills.

The other Miyamoto Musashis in parallel worlds are all like this, and the female Musashi will have more or less similarities to them.

Born for the sword, die for the sword.

The difference between "Sword Demon" and "Sword Master" is only one character.

Yao replied calmly, "I only have a slight understanding of swordsmanship."

"I know a little bit... hmm..."

Yao saw Musashi and gave him a meaningful smile.

Then, she placed her hand on the hilt of the knife.

The two communicated with the simplest of glances, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

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"Since you have some knowledge, then Master shouldn't mind if we make friends with swords? Hmph, compared to words, it's definitely more captivating to face each other with swords."

"Making friends with knives, huh... Heh, interesting."

Yao and Musashi made eye contact.

Their eyes seemed to spark, and a strong sense of tension filled the air between them.

Today, things are different from what they used to be.

He can not only wield the Demon Sword True World with ease, but also adjust the output power according to his wishes.

Of course, this only applies to the afterimage of the demonic sword.

If Yao were to use the true form of the Demon Sword directly, he would still have to pay a considerable price.

A moment later—

Under the Imaginary Tree, Yao and Musashi spread out their positions.

The two exuded a chilling fighting spirit.

Back when he fought against several Heroic Spirits, Yao was enjoying the thrill of battling them.

Strategy, strength, martial arts, and thought.

Like souls colliding like steel, the melodious vibrations produced in that instant are irresistible.

Sometimes, fighting can be a pleasure.

This is especially true for someone like Yao, who comes from a disadvantaged background.

"Although it's a little late, it's just right."

The founder of the Niten Ichi-ryu school, Fujiwara no Genshin, the Shinmen Musashi-no-kami (King of Musashi), hereby issues a challenge to you.

Musashi held his katana on his shoulder with his right hand and his wakizashi with his left.

This is exactly the style of two people being the best.

“Yo Brunstad, take up the challenge here.”

Yao gripped the Demon Sword True World in both hands.

A sense of anticipation arose spontaneously.

Both of them wore enthusiastic smiles, eager to fight their opponent.

The battle began in an instant.

With the rustling wind and waves as their horn, and as a fallen leaf touches the ground, the battle begins in an instant.

The swords and blades clashed, producing a mournful, whistling sound.

Like a beautiful symphony being played together, their swords clashed hundreds of times in just a few seconds.

The moon shone silently and coldly.

The gleam of the blades danced in the moonlight, and hundreds or even thousands of swords flashed in the blink of an eye.