Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist.

"And such a dimensional demon god..."

There was a hint of undisguised fear in her voice.

"That is the most terrifying and insurmountable enemy."

The atmosphere in the restaurant became incredibly heavy because of her words.

“I once...followed the captain and caught a glimpse of such a being from afar.”

Merlin described it in a dry voice.

"That was in a civilized world on the verge of being swallowed up; He merely sent down a gaze."

"There was no light, no heat, and no explosion."

"With just one glance from Him, that planet, along with all life on it, was wiped out on a conceptual level."

"It's like...like a painting being erased, leaving no trace, as if it had never existed."

Merlin's voice grew softer and softer until it almost became a muttering to himself.

Su Hui listened quietly without saying a word.

His hand, which was under the table, clenched into a fist without him even realizing it.

A single glance can erase an entire world.

This is the power of a god.

This is the enemy he will face a year from now, completely beyond his current comprehension.

The heavy pressure weighed on his heart as if it were a physical weight.

a long time,

Su Hui slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

He slowly loosened his fist, raised his eyes again, and his gaze became sharp and calm once more. When he looked at Merlin, it was as if the heaviness of the moment before had never appeared.

"Besides Bayonetta and you, how many other people have come to the main world this time?"

Su Hui's voice remained calm as he brought the topic back on track.

Merlin seemed to have also broken free from that terrifying memory. Seeing Su Hui's calm eyes, he realized that Su Hui had not been defeated by the terrible future, which was good.

"Hmm... including us, there are five of us in total."

She smiled happily and counted on her fingers as she replied.

"Nearly half of the group members have come, and I can contact them."

"What about the rest?"

Su Hui nodded and continued to ask.

"They entered other parallel worlds that were dependent on the main world."

Merlin explained, "The restrictions in the main world are too strong. Allowing five people in is already the limit of the captain's ability."

"This world... is very special. That's why we want to mobilize more helpers to fight against dimensional catastrophes together."

Su Hui's eyes lit up.

Is it possible to enter other worlds ahead of time?

In other words, outside of the main world, one's strength is not limited in other worlds.

It seems I need to reconsider my idea of ​​trying to travel to other worlds.

"You just came from Washington. How is the situation in the federal capital? How is the integration of the president's and the military's forces going? I remember you even provided them with gene serum."

Su Hui thought for a moment and then asked another question he was concerned about.

"This is very bad!"

Upon hearing this, Merlin's face immediately showed a look of disgust, and his small nose wrinkled.

“Those politicians are greedy and stupid. They only want to extract power and knowledge from us. They even secretly control the gene serum, even though I told them to spread it.”

"If I hadn't made a strong request at the last minute, and even threatened them, they would still be dreaming of controlling the source of the drug and becoming extraordinary!"

"Ha, a bunch of idiots."

Su Hui commented indifferently.

"Exactly! A bunch of complete idiots!"

Merlin found common ground and nodded vigorously in agreement.

"Finally, let's talk about cooperation. What kind of assistance can the guild provide us?"

Su Hui did not delve any further into the matter, but instead asked the most crucial question of the meeting.

"Hehe! We're friends, Su Hui, don't worry, the troupe can help you in many ways!"

Merlin proudly raised his head, his two short legs swinging under the table. "First and foremost is intelligence and knowledge. This is our main source of assistance, since we have less than a year left and we must hurry."

"Furthermore, as long as you accept the alliance, all the members of the guild who come to the main world can help you, and I will stay here as well..."

"And also, we can support you in directly abolishing the federal government..."

“I see, all your companions have great potential.”

……

.......

Just as Su Hui and Merlin were exchanging intelligence in the restaurant that was enough to overturn the world order.

Hollywood Hills.

A biting wind, carrying large, fluffy snowflakes, howled across the mountaintop.

The huge white letters that once symbolized fame, fortune, and dreams are now ruins, covered by thick snow and frost.

A tall and sexy figure appeared silently on the edge of the rooftop of a skyscraper.

The cold wind swirled snowflakes, whipping Bayonetta's black, magic-infused leather bodysuit and outlining her breathtaking curves. Her long, black hair danced wildly in the gale, like a living shadow.

Bayonetta stood there quietly.

Her grey pupils, reflected through the lenses of her cat-eye glasses, revealed the enormous, eerily dark purple dimensional rift atop the mountain.

The crack was like an evil celestial eye looking down upon all living beings.

This is the location of the singularity that was once bombed by the military with missiles.

Even from a great distance, she could still clearly sense that a chilling, evil, and chaotic dimensional aura was emanating from the depths of those ruins.

An invisible, dark purple dimensional energy pulsed slowly, like a heartbeat.

Each pulse causes a subtle distortion in the surrounding space.

She could clearly sense that a dangerous entity had been born deep within that singularity.

Bayonetta's face lost its usual playfulness and languor, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

Her red lips were pressed tightly together, and her eyes were cold.

Suddenly, Bayonetta's gaze shifted slightly.

She tilted her head slightly.

Several blinding headlights pierced through the dim snow and wind, shining up from the winding road below the mountain.

The roar of engines grew louder as it approached, breaking the deathly silence of the mountaintop.

An armed convoy consisting of heavy armored vehicles and military trucks is braving the wind and snow, heading once again toward the singularity.

The official New York military has launched another operation.

Bayonetta watched the convoy struggling through the snowstorm, her brow furrowed.

In her view, these mortals relying on conventional weapons were no match for the being that had already been conceived in the singularity.

Their journey was tantamount to suicide.

Bayonetta sighed helplessly.

It seems I must inform Merlin of the situation here.

Bayonetta raised her right hand, which was gloved with white lace, and lightly touched the air with her fingertips. A barely perceptible magical fluctuation instantly crossed space and transmitted the information about this place.

Having done all this, Bayonetta moved slightly, like a feather blending into the night, silently leaping down from the top of the skyscraper and following behind the convoy, stealthily heading into the depths of the ruins.

She decided to investigate the dangers at the singularity before Merlin took any action.

Bayonetta had no idea.

Just as she made her decision, in the core area of ​​the Singularity Ruins, inside a building severely corroded by dimensional energy, it became distorted, bizarre, and seemed to be alive.

In the dimly lit hall, only the purple crystal clusters generated by dimensional energy refracted light, making everything appear exceptionally eerie.

The walls of the dilapidated building seemed to breathe, the cracks left by missile bombing were covered with dark red fungal carpets, and a sweet, rotten smell permeated the air.

“Mother, those damned human bastards are here again.”

A figure emerged from the shadows, and a clear, yet cruelly mocking female voice rang out, echoing in the empty hall.

The speaker was a tall figure wearing a black hooded robe. She was reporting to the huge shadow on the sofa at the far end of the hall, and only her pale jawline could be seen under the hood.

"Hehehe... The lesson we taught them last time wasn't profound enough. It seems they've forgotten what it feels like to be torn apart."

Another voice echoed, full of bloodthirsty mockery, with short, pure black hair beneath the hood.

“Hehe, Daniela is right, their bones are not crunchy at all.”

The third figure let out a silvery laugh, and strands of brown hair fell from the edge of the hood.

Three figures, all dressed in matching black hooded robes, stood respectfully in the center of the hall.

"It's all because of that damned missile. If it hadn't destroyed the source crystal core, our power would have been even more perfect."

Bella's voice was filled with hatred as she stroked the scythe at her waist, its blade gleaming coldly.

Their words were full of disdain for humanity and resentment towards the past.

It was that bombing that damaged the source crystal cores from which they were born, permanently affecting their potential.

“Mother, we have endured for too long. It’s time to take action.”

Daniela licked her lips, her eyes filled with undisguised longing.

"Yes! We need more blood to restore our potential."

Bella Timmitrescu, with her blonde hair, looked up at the figure lounging lazily on the huge sofa in the depths of the hall and offered her suggestion.

At the far end of the hall, the purple light could barely illuminate a blurry outline.

An incredibly tall figure leaned lazily against a huge sofa chair, almost blending into the shadows.

The figure was so tall that even when he was just sitting lazily, he exuded a suffocating sense of oppression, making the air in the entire hall feel thick and heavy.

A huge hand wearing a white glove is supporting the head.

After a moment of silence, a deep and magnetic female voice rang out, carrying a hint of languor as if she had just woken up.

"Now... is not the time."

With just one sentence, the three sisters' agitated emotions were instantly calmed down.

That languid voice contained an undeniable authority.

The three sisters immediately lowered their heads, stood respectfully, and dared not say another word.

"You're in charge of dealing with those bugs that came this time."

The tall figure spoke again, his tone casual, as if he were giving an order for something trivial.

In the shadows,

The enormous figure moved slowly.

A pair of huge golden pupils slowly opened, like two rounds of molten gold, and swept over the three daughters below without any emotion.

"Yes, Mother!"

The three sisters responded in unison, their voices filled with excitement.