I'm in a crossover anime world, and I've been transported to Hogwarts twice.

That smile was like a poppy blooming in the dark night—beautiful, deadly, and filled with the pleasure of being in control and a hint of cunning in the face of a successful scheme.

"Ah."

A barely audible, yet deeply ironic, laugh escaped from her red lips.

She turned around, her slender fingers gracefully tracing the smooth surface of the control panel. Her gaze swept over the staff below, who were still working efficiently, before finally settling on the signal markers on the screen that indicated the big fish were starting to take the bait.

"It's true that you can't always get flowers to bloom, but you can grow willows without even trying."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it resonated clearly in the quiet command room, carrying a sense of calm and insightful understanding of the overall situation.

She had meticulously planned her disappearance, casting a trap to lure out the threats lurking deep within.

As a result, the truly cunning big fish were unusually cautious and remained inactive.

Instead, a few oblivious flies flew right into it.

She swiftly crushed the fly, intending only to eliminate the noise, protect Genichi Hanyu's reputation, and vent his anger; she had no intention of catching any big fish.

Who would have thought!

These self-important big fish actually interpreted her display of force, which was merely swatting flies, as a bluff that suggested Genichi Hanyu might be in trouble and that Chaldea was weak and vulnerable!

Instead of being intimidated, they became more agitated and greedy than ever before, like sharks that had smelled blood!

Her accidental swatting of a fly turned out to be a more effective catalyst than a carefully designed fish bait!

"It seems the water has finally turned completely muddy."

Yukino's smile deepened, but her eyes were sharp as knives, flashing with the excitement of a hunter seeing his prey step into a trap.

"Even the deepest-hidden, most cunning big fish are about to burst and surface for air."

156. The operation was launched, resulting in a massacre; nine generations of the family were wiped out.

When Yukino Yukinoshita's report, tinged with a hint of mockery and nine parts coldness, was transmitted back through the encrypted channel, a rare and extremely strange expression appeared on Genichi Hanyu's face, who was far away elsewhere.

His hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air. A hint of astonishment flashed across his deep eyes, then was replaced by an absurdly amused smile, which finally settled into a cold, knowing amusement at the capriciousness of fate.

"The flowers you plant with care may not bloom, while the willows you plant without intention may thrive."

He repeated the ancient Eastern proverb in a low voice, a cold smile curving his lips.

"Yonai, oh Yangnai, the noise you made by casually swatting a fly is more appealing to those big fish than carefully prepared bait."

Who would have thought?

He laid out an ingenious plan, casting out tempting bait, waiting for those cunning and treacherous crocodiles lurking in the deep sea to take the bait. But they remained motionless, extremely vigilant.

On the contrary, the blood splattered when Yang Nai casually crushed a few ignorant and buzzing cult flies, along with that high-profile muscle show, was interpreted by those suspicious big fish as a sign that Chaldea was weak and powerless and that Genichi Hanyu was in imminent danger!

An unintentional act, purely for the purpose of cleaning house and maintaining reputation, became a more effective catalyst than any conspiracy or scheme, successfully igniting the long-suppressed flames of greed and adventure in the hearts of those lurking behemoths!

"Since the fish have already jumped into the net so eagerly, let's haul it in."

As soon as Yuzuru Genichi put down his teacup, his eyes instantly turned as cold as ice, devoid of any of his previous playfulness, leaving only a pure, predatory chilling killing intent.

The calm words, like the pronouncement of death, were instantly transmitted to every nerve ending in the Chaldea world through an invisible spiritual link!

Close the net!

These two words became the first spark to ignite the global dark side of the battlefield!

What were originally seemingly isolated, tentative attacks on Chaldea's peripheral facilities or intelligence nodes on a global scale were met with a devastating, synchronized, and dimensional-reducing counterattack the moment Genichi Hanyu's will descended!

Deep in the Pacific Ocean, at Observatory No. 7.

A well-equipped deep-sea special forces unit, codenamed "Abyssman," has just broken through the outer defenses and is attempting to access the core database.

suddenly!

All the lights went out instantly!

The suffocating darkness and absolute silence unique to the deep sea enveloped everything!

What followed was not an explosion, not a gunfight, but something even more despairing—melting!

Alloy bulkheads, precision instruments, and even the fully armed and experienced soldiers, like wax figures thrown into strong acid, silently softened, decomposed, and turned into puddles of bubbling, pungent-smelling viscous liquid, merging into the cold seawater, leaving no trace of their existence.

The last second of all the monitoring signals from inside the observation station captured images of the soldiers' faces, hidden beneath their helmets and visors, screaming in utter terror.

A luxury apartment in Tokyo, the land of cherry blossoms.

A tycoon, who had colluded with foreign forces and attempted to subvert mid-level members of Chaldea, was smugly swirling his wine glass, admiring the city's night view.

next second!

The smile on his face froze instantly!

The blood in my body seemed to boil and flow backwards in an instant!

The blood vessels under the skin bulge wildly like twisted earthworms!

The eyeball ruptured under immense pressure!

Before he could even let out a scream, his entire body, like an overinflated balloon, popped and transformed into an indescribable crimson mist that permeated the expensive carpets and luxury furniture!

All that remained at the scene was a shattered wine glass and a pool of rapidly cooling, viscous substance.

An underground command center in North America. (soan斯8冷起II侕思吧IV)

Several core members of the Shadow Council are excitedly discussing their next plan to disrupt the Chaldea energy network via encrypted lines.

suddenly!

All the screens were instantly filled with a blinding crimson color!

A gigantic, incomprehensible, twisted, writhing rune, seemingly composed of pure malice, occupied every pixel!

The minds of all attendees felt as if they had been struck by an invisible hammer!

My thoughts were instantly torn apart and corrupted!

They let out inhuman, piercing screams, frantically scratching their heads, their nails digging deep into their flesh and digging out their bones!

Ultimately, their bodies convulsed violently, rapidly shriveling and carbonizing like mummies drained of moisture, turning into charred, withered skeletons with contorted postures and grotesque expressions!

The command center was filled with the stench of charred flesh and burning nerves.

This is just the tip of the iceberg!

Globally, all forces that participated in this probing and extended their reach to Chaldea, no matter how powerful their background, how well-hidden their activities, or how meticulous their plans, all suffered a precise and devastating blow at the same time!

Cut it off!

It's not just about severing the outstretched tentacles!

It's about uprooting it completely! It's about eradicating it entirely!

Those supposedly secretive outposts, those meticulously trained spies, those high-ranking inside agents, and those core members of the wealthy families who provided funding and protection were all precisely captured by an invisible, global death net, and simultaneously, in various unbelievable yet absolutely deadly ways, were completely wiped out from the physical realm!

No warning!

No negotiation!

No prisoners!

Only the purest, most efficient, and most ruthless death!

Just as this simultaneous purge sweeping across the dark side of the world and chilling countless people reached its climax, the key figure who had been repeatedly speculated about by various forces and was regarded as missing or in trouble finally reappeared in the public eye!

There were no warnings, no grand ceremony.

Genichi Hanyu appeared calmly on the observation deck of the Chaldea Tokyo branch building, overlooking the city that had just experienced a silent storm through a global live broadcast.

He wore a well-tailored dark suit, his expression indifferent, his eyes calm and unwavering, as if the bloody cleansing that had just taken place was merely the removal of a speck of dust from his sleeves.

His appearance was like a silent thunderclap, exploding in the hearts of all the high-ranking officials around the world who were paying attention to this matter!

"Is he okay?"

"He's there! He's always been there!"

"This is not a bluff by Chaldea at all, it's a trap!"

"We've all been tricked!"

Immense fear and chilling despair instantly gripped all those behind the scenes who were involved in this operation!

Looking at Genichi Hanyu's chillingly calm face on the screen, they finally realized that they were not some big fish waiting for an opportunity, but rather had willingly jumped into the meat grinder carefully set up by the hunter!

Genichi Hanyu's gaze seemed to pierce through the screen, coldly sweeping over every soul trembling in the shadows.

His voice, clearly transmitted through a loudspeaker, resonated around the world: "It seems that my brief absence has caused some friends to miss me so much that they have made some unwise choices."

His tone was calm, even gentle, but every word felt like an ice pick piercing his very bones.

"I deeply regret this sentiment and have already responded personally."

What was the response?

These are strongholds scattered across the globe, burning fiercely or reduced to dust!

It is the complete severing of those core members and their family bloodlines!

Genichi Hanyu always keeps his word!

His response this time was cold, thorough, and crossed the bottom line of human morality and law!

Nine Clans Elimination Game!

For those core masterminds, and those families and forces that extended the most crucial tentacles, Genichi Hanyu did not use conventional physical elimination methods.

He used a bloodline curse!

Using the souls and lives of the target's core members as a guide and their direct bloodlines as a medium, an ancient curse that transcends time and space, ignores distance, and is impossible to defend against was unleashed!

The chains of curse, like precision-guided death rays, spread instantly along the veins of the blood!

Inside an ancient European manor, family members, regardless of age, gender, or location, were holding a lavish banquet. At the same second, their bodies ignited with a ghostly blue flame from the inside out, and in a silent, excruciatingly painful twist, they turned to ashes!

Exquisite silverware fell from the dining table, and red wine spilled onto the cold floor like congealed blood.

On a private island in Southeast Asia, a third-generation chaebol heir, who was on vacation, was playing on the beach one second, and the next second, his blood instantly froze and crystallized, like red ice crystals piercing his skin, reflecting an eerie light in the sunlight. He remained in a running posture, turning into a bizarre blood-red ice sculpture!

Inside a safe house in North America, a veteran politician who thought he had escaped death was horrified as he watched the news of his family members dying mysteriously one by one on the screen. Suddenly, he was horrified to find that his shadow had detached from his body, stood up like a living thing, and grabbed his own throat with a black hand!

In his suffocating despair, he watched helplessly as his own shadow took his life!

Neat and tidy!

The whole family!

The entire clan!

In the same instant, they were completely wiped off the face of the earth in all sorts of unbelievable and extremely tragic ways!

In just a few days!

According to incomplete statistics released by Chaldea after the operation, as well as terrifying data pieced together by intelligence agencies from various countries, the number of people who died as a result of this operation and the subsequent bloodline curse is as high as nearly 100,000!

This number, like a boulder soaked in blood, has crashed heavily into the hearts of everyone in the world who knows about it!

It represents more than just cold statistics; it represents a meticulously planned, ruthlessly executed, far-reaching, and brutally cruel massacre!

The name Genichi Hanyu is no longer associated with a mysterious technological giant or a hero who saves the world.

It was stained with an intense, indelible blood color, becoming a synonym for cold-bloodedness, cruelty, vindictiveness, and the tendency to wipe out entire families!

It has become the most terrifying sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all ambitious people and conspirators around the world!

His ruthless methods, the cruelty of his retaliation, and the terror of his deterrent power instilled an uncontrollable sense of dread in everyone who witnessed the aftermath of this storm, emanating from the deepest recesses of their souls!

From then on, no one dared to easily test Chaldea's bottom line.

No one dared to covet Genichi Hanyu's power anymore.

Because the price is the extinction of the bloodline, the annihilation of the entire clan, and eternal damnation!

With nearly 100,000 lives, Genichi Hanyu etched an ironclad rule in the blood of the global underworld: those who defy the law—die! And their entire clan will be implicated!

This fear will gnaw at you like a leech, accompanying all who know it until the end of their lives.

157 The Sixth Pole of the World - Chaldea

The name Genichi Hanyu is no longer just a symbol of power.

In just a few days, this name was soaked in the blood of nearly 100,000 people, entangled in cursed resentment, and ultimately forged into a Damocles' sword, gleaming with a cold light, hanging over the heads of all those in power around the world.