I'm doing a crossover anime/manga project, and I'm creating a new kind of "Moonlight&

To be fair, the Type-Moon fandom has a pretty high level of sophistication. Putting aside everything else, the principles held by the Beasts are actually a distillation of several key points from the Bible.

In the pre-transmigration Fate update, Jeanne d'Arc donned the Metatron concept Craft Essence. While her combat prowess wasn't particularly impressive, her Spirit Origin is said to be comparable to Tiamat's...

No matter how much Metatron praises Lesser Jehovah, he is only close to God in terms of virtue (divinity, spirituality).

It is simply a high-ranking angel transformed from Enoch, the righteous man, the seventh-generation descendant of Adam.

And it's the Old Testament, surely no one really thinks that the older it is, the more powerful it is?

In short, they are nothing compared to Michael, who rose to power by stepping on Satan. The Dove system is incredibly complex, and Rosser wouldn't be surprised if Michael and the other four archangels were to become cosmic-scale in the future.

As for Type-Moon Angels, they are all concept costumes created by developers who don't know how to use them, similar to AI or something.

Whether it's a game or not, if he actually came into this world, he'd be a fool to believe it.

It has now been proven that the angels and demons in Hell and Heaven are definitely not mechanical minds.

It's highly likely that he was seduced by Satan, who had climbed to the top by stepping on Michael, the number one double-roller of the Heavenly Society.

"Don't even think about it. I'm telling you, don't even think about it. I won't be so careless as to fall for your tricks, like some Russell."

Rosser spoke with righteous indignation.

It's definitely a lie to lure him into becoming a corporate slave, and he might even end up taking the blame for Satan. If something happens, he'll be working himself to death in hell every day, and if nothing happens, he'll get hit by Michael's angelic punches. It's all just a show for the common people.

Hell sits on its throne, embracing succubi and lustful demons, drooling over the mortal realm?

He didn't believe it.

next moment.

As expected, various awesome overpowered protagonist plots began to unfold in the Gates of Hell. Becoming the King of Hell is so awesome, so powerful, and so full of omnipotent bonuses. The entire Hell dimension will grant you supreme divine power.

In short, he was all-powerful and enjoyed a life of luxury, second only to the emperor.

"Can they defeat Michael, the vice-ruler of Heaven, who is supported by the Heavenly Dimension?"

Rosser said one thing.

The art style in Hell's Gate is instantly frozen in time.

How could you be like this? Don't you have any manners or morals? You shouldn't insult someone by bringing up their weaknesses.

Are you a demon?

"Don't waste your energy. Everyone knows me, Rother, as a moral exemplar. I am kind-hearted, compassionate, and always ready to help others. I have always been known as the Holy Mother for sacrificing my own family for the greater good. I am destined to work part-time as a senior executive in Heaven. You devil from Hell, don't try to tempt me."

Rosser spoke with righteous indignation, his words filled with the light of the true way.

Laugh to death.

Who wants to be the black glove doing the dirty work of the King of Hell?

Of course, if it were a heavenly lord who issues orders and gives orders, he would be more than willing.

He wasn't greedy, nor did he want Michael to move to another position. He would have been happy with any CEO, honorary director, or even just a position as vice-ruler of Heaven.

They don't do the work, but they check on the angels' development.

If he were to successfully get into Heaven, he would arrange for all the girls like Kurumi, Haruno, Shoko, Jeanne d'Arc, and Mashu to be there, just assigning them any high-ranking angel status, giving them a spirit origin at the level of a star system as their salary, and having them blow up planets and set off fireworks every now and then would be quite romantic.

Oh, and we also need to arrange for guard dogs, like Gudako, Kazuma, and Ayanokouji. They could be assigned to low-level positions and sent to Hell to be tempered.

It was as if it knew that Rother would scoff and look down on the little temptation he was offering.

The gates of hell trembled slightly, and then...

Rosser's eyes widened.

In the reflection of her eyes, one could vaguely see... a vast expanse of white skin, buttocks, and long, white legs...

Oh, and that's not all! There are also all sorts of purple-skinned, black-skinned, and blue-skinned characters, various succubi, dragon girls, animal ears, lolis, mature women, athletic types, literary types... you name it, they have it all, each with their own personality and level of difficulty...

Rosser was furious.

Satan, what do you mean? Do you think I'm such a vulgar person? Are you trying to humiliate me like this? Can't take your corporate life anymore and want to drag someone down with you?

No, I can't stand it anymore. I have to go in and teach you a lesson.

As he spoke, Rother excitedly took off his coat, ready to go inside and teach Satan, the Black Glove, a lesson. He'd gotten to this point, and still so clueless...

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"hiss--!"

Rother gasped, not because of anything else, but because Mashu pinched his thigh and it hurt a little.

"Luo Jun..."

Mashu was smiling, but for some reason, she gave off a terrifying pressure.

"I think Luo Jun shouldn't go back to hell..."

Hey, it's only been two days, it can't be that serious.

“Well, actually, Mr. Rosser, I also think we can think of other ways.”

Joan of Arc also spoke with a slight stutter.

Hell is so decadent! No wonder it's called Hell, the place where the Lord banished fallen angels.

How shameless! So little fabric, and that exaggeratedly world-class figure is completely unscientific, okay? It's definitely fake, yeah, it must be artificial.

"But....."

Rosser hesitated.

"No buts."

Mash hugged Rosser's arm, her softness causing Rosser's strong arm to sink deeply into her embrace.

Joan of Arc wasn't as bold as the eggplant; she merely tugged at Rhodes's clothes, her own hem inadvertently revealing her long, white, round, and taut legs.

She's not bad either, this is the healthiest kind of person.

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"Ok."

Rosser's eyes were filled with tears.

Sometimes, moving too fast isn't a good thing.

See, didn't that cause him to lose the opportunity to have a deep conversation with the Hell Girl?

"Get out of here! I, Rother... have always been indifferent to women and am an upright man... I can't stand it..."

Rosser's eyes welled up with tears, and his voice choked with emotion.

It's easy to imagine that Satan would only entertain him with the most beautiful and best demons.

Who knows, there might even be an angelic demon like Vinette, and that stupid demon Satania...

The simplicity and purity of the spirit are not an exaggeration.

The Gates of Hell, still unwilling to give up, flashed a few more times, revealing multiple different hellish worlds. These hells appeared to be from different worlds, viewed from a God-like perspective. This hell might actually be a large, interdimensional corporation.

on the screen.

In some harsh environments, many female demons are agile, scantily clad, with smooth skin, and muscular, taut limbs that are extremely elastic, making them appear to be extremely powerful fighters.

Some of them really are like a certain anime series, with such a simple and rustic atmosphere, looking like a typical chuunibyou town... wait, that... oh my god, isn't that the angelic Vinette...?

Rose couldn't help himself, but Mashu held him tightly, her face flushed with embarrassment as she emphasized, "Luo Jun, please stop looking at these shameless things."

next moment.

The Gates of Hell tried to dodge a few more attacks, but amidst the surging magical energy of the explosion, a blazing red lotus flame roared and smashed past with lightning speed, instantly blasting the Gates of Hell into a dusty mess.

Yes, it's Joan of Arc.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rosser, but it's better if such evil things don't exist."

Joan of Arc smiled gently.

But the crimson flames behind her were probably even more exaggerated than when she was at her peak, bombarding her relentlessly, and even getting stronger and fiercer with each explosion.

Finally, they even planned to call the parents directly. A brilliant holy light shone, a warm white light that made people feel peaceful, happy, and healed. Amidst hymns and praises, the phantom of the gates of heaven slowly emerged.

Rosser was dumbfounded.

Is this right?

When can Joan of Arc call her parents?

Moreover, it looks much grander, completely different from the shabby Gates of Hell. It is of perfect divine quality, with reliefs of many angels carved on it. It depicts the story of Michael, the righteous vice-ruler of the Kingdom of Heaven, beating up the despicable and shameless King of Hell, Satan.

See, by putting down hell, heaven's prestige instantly rises.

You can tolerate this? Satan, don't make me look down on you.

Rother turned back and looked encouragingly toward the gates of hell.

The gates of hell shrank back and ran away...

Rosser: (。_。)

P.S.: The combat power of Type-Moon characters really does increase step by step. In the past, fanfiction always depicted Type-Moon Servants being beaten down by Naruto Kage-level characters.

I remember reading a book back then that said first-rate Servants were compared to Jonin, top-tier Servants were elites, and exceptional Servants like Gilgamesh were compared to Kage. After becoming invincible in Type-Moon, they would then be compared to Hokage, Kage, Super Kage, God-level, Six Paths level, Kaguya level, and so on.

With the rise of FGO, almost no one writes like that anymore.

Volume 1: Chapter 161 Dr. Roman Loses His Voice: You said that man's name was Rother—?

"What happened to the promise of being below the pigeons and above all gods?"

"Where is your supreme power? Where is your infinite divine strength?"

Rother was so disappointed in his son that he beat his chest and stamped his feet in frustration.

Satan, have some backbone! Aren't you the highest-ranking angel, the greatest angel, without equal? ​​You even boast that you have 70% of the power of a pigeon?

What's there to be afraid of, Michael?

Isn't he just a mere vice-ruler of Heaven, a godlike being, an archangel, the king of light, a great hero among angels, and the strongest fighting angel?

You've changed. You've become a shameless, pragmatic, and mature member of society.

Rosser was heartbroken.

As everyone knows, Michael is a top-tier corporate slave with more power than many other angels, and is considered a sleepless angel who never rests and works non-stop.

This kind of overworked office worker must be exhausted by now; he's definitely no match for you.

Why are you running away? Where is your ambition to stand on equal footing with the doves? Where is your spirit to lead a third of the angels in rebellion against the doves?

He also planned to wait until the two sides started fighting, then pick up some small items that the big shots didn't want, such as Michael's Holy Sword, the blood of the Angel King, and other insignificant things. If all else failed, he wouldn't mind wings.

Rosser was as devastated as if he had lost a hundred dollars.

Of course, he wouldn't do it if asked to pick it up himself from Michael.

The system of the Type-Moon Kingdom is clearly problematic.

What kind of bullshit angel is this? It's just a concept costume, probably a bait-and-switch tactic to find an unlucky person to take the fall.

I'm talking about you, Joan of Arc.

“Mr. Rosser..…”

Joan of Arc looked puzzled, feeling that Rother's gaze was somewhat rude, as if she were an idiot, which made her a little annoyed.