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When they returned to Chaldea, Roman's eyes were filled with respect.

"You are heroes!"

Merlin patted Hachiman heavily on the shoulder.

In that dimension, there was a group of men who were filled with admiration. Although they were unlikely to meet them and probably wouldn't even look at them, if they did meet them and took a liking to them, it would be an incredibly desperate hell.

At this time.

"Aren't you coming out yet? Everyone, I've been waiting for you to come forward for a long time."

The boy yawned lazily: "If you don't come over soon, I'm going back to eat."

Chaldea suddenly fell silent.

There was silence for a moment.

Merlin stepped forward and said, "Let's go. If we don't go now, we'll become a complete laughingstock."

At first it was fine, but now no one thinks that Da Vinci's isolation barrier in actual combat can block the opponent's gaze.

They've probably been watching them make a fool of themselves the whole time...

Thinking back to my embarrassing performance just now, I was so embarrassed I almost dug a three-bedroom apartment out of my toes.

P.S.: Daoji Hongjun Tianzun is the title of Erlang Shen.

Some say that Erlang Shen is the reincarnation of the Ziwei Emperor, who is also the Northern Emperor, the Mysterious Lord of Type-Moon, and the Northern Bodhisattva.

Similar professions like Type-Moon Bodhisattva, Immortal, Magician, and Fairy can be done part-time.

Immortals are similar to immortals who also act as deities.

I'll just write one for today; my mind is completely blank, I really can't write anything.

Volume 1: Chapter 168 Chaldea: Is the innately evil Solomon the mastermind behind humanity's burning?!

"snort--!"

Kazuma, his body covered in corrosion marks, his muscles bulging and crackling with electricity, delivered a powerful punch that left the monster with the last trace of its power, even pulverizing the concrete floor.

Then, his face contorted with rage, he gritted his teeth in indignation: "You evil monster who deceived the feelings of an innocent young man! Mr. Zhen and I have always hated it more than anyone else dressing up as a woman to fool us, especially dressing up as such a beautiful woman to seduce us..."

"Exactly, this monster is too evil."

Hachiman also wiped the blood off his hands.

Ayanokouji remained silent, only relentlessly whipping the corpse.

Damn it, damn it all, this inherently evil monster.

suddenly.

Hachiman noticed the Chaldea group approaching somewhat reservedly, and looked at them with pity.

"Hey, are they coming? Sir... um... it's probably worse than death."

Are you afraid your superiors won't have any fun, so you're just offering yourself up?

......

"Like the Bible-based magicians, the Eastern magicians are extremely low-key, have a very low profile, and rarely interact with the outside world, or rather, they disdain to interact with the magic community."

Indeed, they are special, possessing their own unique magical foundation, and are not involved with the Clock Tower, the Wandering Sea, or the Atlas Academy. They are extremely mysterious and powerful.

It is said that in modern times, when the gods have left the mortal world and gone to the Starry Sea, the Mountain Court, one of the Eastern Magic Societies, still has more than ten immortals who have transcended the human realm residing in the world.

They possess a super-large ceremonial mind disk. Modern magicians, through special credentials, gradually merge with the ceremonial armor, eventually ascending to the celestial level and becoming beings close to gods.

Including the Ryougi-kan and the magic society known outside as the Spiral Pavilion, China forms a self-contained entity, yet it possesses a scale comparable to the Magic Association and the Holy Church—that is... at least equivalent to half of the entire magic world combined.

It's incredibly powerful, incredibly mysterious, and incredibly complex.

As Merlin walked, he whispered a scientific explanation: "Without a doubt, the one who has mastered the core of the Heavenly Gang Immortal Technique is definitely an immortal from the Eastern system."

In short, remember that Eastern immortals are different from us magicians; they pursue physical immortality, that is, immortality in this life.

They don't believe in the afterlife, so be careful not to break any taboos. This could very well be a top-tier immortal who has existed for thousands of years, far more terrifying than ordinary deities.

Do you even need to tell me? The Bull of Heaven over there is already bleating, okay? This Matou Hakurei might even be stronger than that Rosser guy.

Gudako rolled her eyes, but unconsciously lowered her voice.

"Isn't it said that the East is about reincarnation?"

"The concept of reincarnation was introduced later. The Eastern immortals believed that the dead return to Houtu after death, which is the oldest earth mother goddess in China. The concept of reincarnation appeared very late."

Merlin explained in a low voice.

Even though he peered across the globe from the Tower of the End, he couldn't see everything. There were some mysterious places he couldn't even touch, such as the Wandering Sea and the Mountain Court...

Gudako wanted to say something, but the boy was already right in front of her, and it would be impolite to say anything at this point.

and.....

She glanced at the common little animals like piglets, chicks, and lambs tied to the railing posts along the shore, chirping and whimpering as they struggled; they looked quite ordinary.

But those were originally top-tier fantasy species or magical beasts, almost all of which possessed formidable power comparable to gods.

This kind of Eastern magic is chilling...

moment.

She became as well-behaved as a primary school student, keeping her eyes straight ahead and standing upright, not daring to be naughty at all.

There's no way around it, this isn't like Rosser at all. He's completely unreliable, has no airs whatsoever, and makes people feel at ease.

This person's voice alone is enough to make you feel suffocated.

It's easy for people to die from smearing.

And as they approached...

Merlin, observing with curiosity through the eyes of a nightmare, suddenly narrowed his eyes and exclaimed.

"Not a celestial being, he's... a deity?!"

But how is that possible? Are there still gods in this world?

But this sense of coercion of authority is unmistakable; this is an Eastern deity, an Eastern immortal on par with the twelve mechanical gods who possess divine bodies.

Gods are also deities, and they are deities with divine bodies. The most prominent characteristic of deities is their power!

now.

The boy on the shore lazily held a fishing rod. He was handsome, but not particularly outstanding. His demeanor was more like that of a young master who had come to the beach to fish when he felt like it.

But in his keen perception as a nightmare comparable to a superior god.

Beneath the human body, a twisting, meandering, and writhing energy constantly radiates outward—a distorted divine power, complex and chaotic, filled with an unusual beauty.

The sea breeze ruffled the boy's dark blue, tousled hair, as deep as the ocean. Something seemed to be staring intently at him from the shadows between the strands of hair, its gaze appearing and disappearing like smoke whenever he tried to make it clear.

What appeared to be not magical attire, but merely an expensive fishing rod, now looked like a living, fluid object, with crimson eyes that rolled around curiously at him, who seemed to see his kind.

'What the hell, we're the same kind of people!'

'And...why can I read the look in a fishing rod's eyes?'

Merlin immediately shifted his gaze to the window on the sea, where he could vaguely see a group of tiny living creatures intertwining and embracing each other to form downward-facing silver "fishing lines" that stretched towards the deep, impenetrable blue of the sea—a profound window that the midday sun could not penetrate, connecting the inner sea of ​​the star.

In fact, it couldn't even touch the flow of the seawater. The window presented an abnormal tranquility and darkness, with occasionally a huge and blurry shadow slowly swimming in the deep depths below, its outline distorted, indescribably bizarre, stirring up a silent undercurrent.

Even from just catching a glimpse of the blurry outline, Merlin felt a sense of disorientation, and whispers echoed in his ears, like murmurs or whispers.

Countless pieces of information, countless mysteries, and countless pieces of knowledge came to life, staring intently at him, and then frantically poured into his mind.

Danger!

Merlin felt a chill run down his spine; a warning bell nearly went off in his mind, but with just one glance, he was corrupted.

It felt as if something alive was moving beneath his skin, and his body began to deform uncontrollably. Without saying a word, Merlin decisively shut down his consciousness.

“Hey, Merlin..…”

Gudako, who seemed about to say something, turned around and then fell silent.

"Abba?"

Merlin looked adorably silly, his innocent, baby-like eyes wide open as he bit his finger and murmured, "Abba, aba?"

Just like someone with an intellectual disability...

"..."

What are you doing? I know you're useless, but you're not this useless, are you? You're totally scared out of your wits?

Gudako looked at Leonardo da Vinci with a blank expression, but da Vinci seemed to be a little different as well.

He stared intently at the boy, his gaze fervent, as if he had seen something magnificent.

After a few seconds.

"That was terrifying! What was that just now? I felt like I was sensing the mysteries of the universe, the ultimate truth of the world, the final solution to everything...?"

The consciousness lock automatically disengaged. Merlin murmured to himself, then quickly realized what had happened, took a step back in shock, and decisively shut down his vision.

Looking at the scene of the azure sea under the sunlight, where the tides had risen and fallen again, the original body of the other world was almost startled and jumped up.

Good heavens, knowledge is biting!

He looked up, drenched in cold sweat, only to find Leonardo da Vinci watching him. Seeing him awake, da Vinci smiled and said softly, "It's knowledge, the ultimate mystery of the universe, the source of everything..."

"speak English."

Merlin interrupted mercilessly.

You've definitely joined some cult and been brainwashed.

"Subspace, or rather, another vortex of origin."

Da Vinci smiled mysteriously: "That is the ultimate pursuit of all magicians, the greatest ideal. Don't you yearn for it, Merlin?"

"source?"

Merlin stared at the sea in disbelief.

It's right there in front of me, with its arms wide open, and yet it's used to....

wrong.

There's definitely something wrong with this, isn't there? How could the real source look like this? If you call it the abyss, even the abyss would sue you for defamation.

"Sorry, I'm not a magician, and I have no interest in the origin."

Merlin firmly refused. He finally understood what Roman was afraid of and why he told Gudako and the others not to stop talking about Da Vinci.

Having actually seen a trace of the true form of the subspace, he was even more convinced of his judgment than Roman.

That was definitely another Root Vortex, a Root Vortex that had gone mad.

The danger level is off the charts.

So here's the question...

Merlin shuddered as he looked at the boy.

This Matou Hakurei doesn't just have a problem, he has a huge problem!

This directly opens the window to subspace to everyone...

suddenly.

came a voice.

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. After all, I'm just a weak and powerless human being..."

The boy stretched lazily, picked up his teacup, took a sip of the fine tea, and gestured with his fingertips as if making a universe: "...If you want to see and study these amazing and powerful creatures from other worlds, you can only rely on the power of the subspace to traverse the dimensional barriers."

magic?

powerful?

Everyone stared at the innocent little animal tied up to the side with strange expressions.

Is it as magical as your Eastern magic technique of creating animals and reducing their dimensions?