The overlord of the gods is interrogating the alien female spy.

　"Remember the radiance of the crescent moon, Theresa, Therese."

　Completely bewildered, Theresa only remembered being thrown into a mirror... The mirror seemed to shatter at some point, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already in Kazdel.

　"Therese!"

　Turning around, I saw that my sister had been thrown out just like me.

　“I’m fine… They haven’t come out yet. Theresa, wait here for a while, I’ll go check around. Quesatushta is too cunning, I have to be careful around her.”

　"it is good."

　Theresa looked at the mirror that was gradually healing.

　That broken mirror... it's less of a mirror and more of a space.

　Is it a... powerful spatial spell?

　But... Theresa looked up at the sky, the oppressive force of the Originium still lingered, and the Kirin and the Sage...

　"Cough, cough, cough..."

　As Theresa pondered, a figure staggered out from the shattered 'mirror'. It was Kal'tsit, but... what had just happened? Why was she covered in blood?

　"Lady Kal'tsit! What's wrong with you?!"

　Theresa quickly helped her up and asked about her condition. She looked around, but the Qilin did not appear.

　"A-Xu...don't go...to find her...you'll die..."

　The lynx's aura was extremely weak, and the wounds on her body seemed to have been inflicted in an instant. The Qilin Overlord, on the other hand, seemed to have encountered an even greater crisis and did not even have time to protect her. He could only hastily send her out of the source stone.

　"Ms. Kal'tsit, what's inside...?"

　what happened? "

　Theresa wanted to heal Kal'tsit's wounds, but the limited healing magic she possessed was utterly inadequate to heal the lynx's injuries. Her body felt as if it had been slashed open by countless knives simultaneously… the worst part… it was a miracle that her neck was still intact.

　"Knife."

　The lynx whimpered, her shattered hand trying to grasp something.

　Knife?

　Theresa didn't understand... but she still handed her her dagger.

　"Kal'tsit..."

　The lynx grabbed her hand, and she held the dagger, piercing the lynx's heart. The spurting blood stained her face crimson.

　"..."

　What on earth happened?!

　"Theresia! The Originium Storm has disappeared!"

　Therese, who had been on high alert, saw the storm disappear and the Originium falling. She caught it, but before her excited shouts could even escape, she saw... her face covered in blood, her sister, a dead lynx, in her arms.

　"What exactly... is going on?"

　Chen Lingxu's outstretched hand was bounced back by a force, and Kal'tsit, whom he had grabbed, was almost completely shattered into countless pieces, like fruit in a guillotine.

　"Ah Xu...don't go..."

　"Wait for me to return, Kal'tsit. This time you won't have to wait long. Here's the Black Crown."

　Without time to think, Chen Lingxu used his restorative divine power to fight against the collapsing force, while simultaneously using the alternating inner and outer powers of the 'Arc Moon' to throw the nearly shattered lynx out.

　Now that he was the only one left here, Chen Lingxu thought about it carefully and understood the reason for the change just now.

　This must be the antivirus mechanism that guy named Precys left in the Originium.

　Chen Lingxu had previously discussed information about Originium with Kal'tsit.

　The Far Exiles' act of creating the Soul Cluster within the Originium super server was tantamount to opening a private server while the administrator wasn't looking. Some Sarkaz joined the private server with resentment, essentially bringing in some viruses that modified parts of the Originium server's code. The adaptive code could still run normally, and since the code could run, it wouldn't attract the administrator's attention.

　However, Chen Lingxu's addition just now is equivalent to two types of viruses starting to fight each other. This will damage the integrity of the code, cause the code to stop running, and even damage other important data. Naturally, it will attract the attention of the administrators, and now they will have to face the antivirus program.

　Even though they were both creations of the other, AMA-10 was clearly not as important as Originium, so Kal'tsit was also included in the virus and almost eliminated along with it. But what about him?

　Kal'tsit was shattered, yet he was completely unharmed... Could it be that his abilities and concepts exceeded the limits of the Originium antivirus software? Was he a super virus?

　“Precyth… huh.”

　Chen Lingxu looked up to a higher place. It seemed to connect to the sky inside the Originium.

　Perhaps... I'll meet that guy named Precys there.

　He needs to have a good talk with the other party.

　"set off!"

　Chickens and rabbits in the same cage, flying away in an instant.

　-

　"..."

　The two sisters looked at each other.

　"I...I didn't do it..."

　"I know……"

　Theresa wanted to explain, but Therese believed her sister wouldn't be that kind of person.

　But what are they going to do next?

　The Qilin Overlord has vanished, the Demon King is dead, Kal'tsit is also... and the original Originium they are holding... is like a hot potato, and they have absolutely no idea how to use it.

　"cough!"

　Just as the two were stunned, a somewhat familiar voice rang out.

　"Ms. Kal'tsit?"

　The lynx, which had seemed dead just moments before, reappeared before them. Her body was covered in fluids, like a newborn baby, and the crystalline monster was slowly taking shape on her body, eventually detaching from her. It was truly a sight to behold…

　Although she was barely clothed and her appearance had changed somewhat, she was undoubtedly Kal'tsit.

　“…Where is Anana?”

　Before she could explain anything, Kal'tsit, with her head full of jumbled memories, pressed the twins for answers.

　"There are clothes here..."

　Therese looked at it for a moment, then took off her hunting robe and draped it over the lynx.

　"Okay...okay. It's good that it's not lost."

　Kal'tsit held the Originium tightly, as if she were holding her own heart.

　"Lady Kal'tsit... Master..."

　“As long as Anana is here, Axu will come back... and he will be back soon.”

　Kal'tsit's fingernails dug into the surface of the Originium. She took a few deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down. Then, she looked at the Sarkaz in front of her and pulled her into the Black Crown user group.

　"Alright, Theresa...you are the Demon King now. Go and gather the Sarkaz, and rebuild this city properly. Don't let him down."

　"what?"

　Theresa couldn't understand...

　The Demon King. What does that have to do with her?

　"The Primordial Celestial Lord has granted the Faraway Ones' request; you now possess most of the rights to ensure the continuation of civilization. Now, step forward and stand before your people, Theresa."

　Tell them you are the devil.

　“I…when…am ready. I will. Lady Kal'tsit…I won’t…let anyone down again.”

　Theresa and her sister exchanged a glance, she took a deep breath, and walked out of the palace.

　Outside Kazdel... the Sarkaz didn't go too far, because the old banyan tree that the carrion had become was still there. The carrion only wanted to go that far and never leave, while the other Sarkaz waited at a greater distance.

　"how much longer……"

　Lamaren looked at the sky... When will the gathering storm finally subside?

　Theresa… her sister, her friend…

　But there shouldn't be any need to worry... there's still that Qilin around.

　"Someone's coming! Princess Lamaren!"

　A banshee cried out. The Sarkaz then erupted in clamor.

　"who is it?!"

　"Yes Yes……"

　The succubus's voice became hesitant, stuttering, and stammering...

　Lamaren frowned, but then... she saw it.

　The Sarkaz, radiating pure white light, was slowly approaching.

　Though stained with blood, her brilliance remained undiminished. Her steps were firm, her eyes shone with a bright light like the sun, and above her head... a crown seemed to float there from nowhere.

　A complete... pitch-black... crown.

　The shattered crown fragments were reunited, just like the Sarkaz... able to be reborn.

　"Demon King!"

　Someone uttered the first call, and then a shout that pierced the clouds and shattered rocks resounded throughout the wasteland.

　"—"

　This tower seems to have no end.

　This was the first time Chen Lingxu had flown with all his might, and as he flew past, the base of the tower collapsed.

　The Sarkaz Souls, this tiny server, has been dismantled.

　"Damn it, how come this crappy place is so big?"

　Chen Lingxu stopped to catch his breath. He felt like he was flying at supersonic speed, and if he went any faster he might catch up with the speed of light. But it was as if he hadn't flown at all.

　"...Could it be that I opened the door wrong?"

　What administrator password is needed to see the other party?

　Chen Lingxu pondered, but as if the place could sense his thoughts, a cloud-like door opened in the 'sky' above him.

　"Wow, this is quite interesting. It suits my taste perfectly."

　Chen Lingxu felt a little more favorably toward the person he had never met; with such aesthetic sense, he figured they couldn't be too bad.

　"Let me see your true face, Precyth."

　But as soon as he passed through the cloud gate, Chen Lingxu retracted his earlier assessment.

　"This woman's taste needs improvement."

　Inside the door lies a peaceful, internalized universe, but outside... there is only turbulent data flow and a pitch-black void.

　Not far away, a luminous humanoid figure floated here.

　Chen Lingxu looked over and saw brown hair and purple eyes; it seemed to be the person Kal'tsit had described.

　"We'll talk about the reasons later. Right now, I'm going to give you a good beating with all my might!"

　Terra was far too fragile, and Chen Lingxu had nowhere to unleash his full power.

　This data universe formed from Originium has enough durability for him to mess with as he pleases.

　In the months since he acquired such powerful abilities, Chen Lingxu had accumulated enough pressure, and today he unleashed all of it.

　The blazing sun... an incredibly bright star, almost illuminating this dark and boundless Originium universe.

　Seemingly noticing the commotion around her, she finally turned her attention over.

　Chen Lingxu saw her face clearly. Was this woman crazy...? Why was she smiling?

　Then, an incredibly powerful energy erupted. Space shattered, time became disordered, order collapsed, and chaos reigned.

　"Damn it... why is it... gurgling again..."