Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Don't underestimate me, woman!"

With a furious roar, Ma Si twisted his face, removed the wheel blade from his back, and angrily swung it at his opponent, igniting a new round of fighting.

At this moment, Samael, who had already taken advantage of the chaos to bypass the area covered by the Third Imaginary Tree, listened to the explosions and roars coming from the floating island, but led everyone to continue forward without looking back.

As a combat weapon carefully cultivated by Mooncell, Passionlip also has the characteristics of the three goddesses implanted in its body.

The first deity is Parvati, the beautiful goddess of the Himalayas, who possesses power equal to that of Shiva.

The second deity is Durga, the goddess of war, who is considered the other side of the Snow Mountain Goddess and possesses ten divinely bestowed weapons. Passionlip's giant claws are manifestations of these ten swords.

Legend has it that Durga was born from the wrathful light of the gods, headed by Shiva and Vishnu.

In order to kill Moses, the demon god who attacked the heavens, the gods bestowed upon her their representative weapons, such as tridents, halberds, and spears.

It is said that she launched a fierce attack on the demon with these divinely bestowed weapons, and successfully defeated it in the end, thus gaining the authority of the Hindu goddess of war.

Whether it's birth or the bestowal of weapons, many gods focus their power solely on "creating things that can kill demons." It's easy to imagine what kind of beings are born from this.

A being completely opposite to the gentle and graceful goddess Parvati, a goddess of slaughter and battle dedicated to annihilating demonic beings.

That is the mother who is difficult to approach.

—A weapon of annihilation created by combining the power of Hindu gods.

With passionate lips possessing the multiple divinities of Parvati and Durga, and through Samael's endless offering of magic, it is enough to restore the divinity of the two goddesses.

If that's not enough, Samael can even help Passionlip use the divinity of the snow mountain goddess Parvati and Durga to awaken the form of Kali.

In theory, this being could destroy the world and devour the gods. There is no Hindu god who can rival her; she is undoubtedly the nemesis of the Hindu gods.

Even if Shiva himself came, he could only lie on the ground and let him ravage him.

Not to mention Ma Si, the mortal hero who was created from Shiva's wrath.

With his strong restraint, Samael was not worried at all that Passionlip would be at a disadvantage in his duel with Ma Si.

So, let's see who the next goalkeeper is.

As the explosions and roars behind them gradually subsided, Samael led his team onto the fourth floating island.

Chapter 49: Morale is low, the team is hard to lead.

On the fourth floating island, the deeply rooted Imaginary Tree seems to be nearing maturity, with deep blue star rivers flowing beneath its cracked bark, and its spreading branches covering the entire island.

"come yet?"

Hearing the chaotic footsteps breaking through the barrier, an elegant young nobleman with long, bright golden hair and dressed in a white suit slowly raised his head from under the tree. His voice was like the warm spring sunlight, like the poetry of an angel.

"Lights of Chaldea, you have come much earlier than I expected..."

Her deep blue eyes gazed intently at the visitor who had arrived at the steps, her calm gaze seemingly concealing a hint of unspoken approval.

Kirshtalia Wodim.

She is the leader of the seven members of Team A among the 48 Master candidates in Chaldea, and is therefore called the "Captain".

The chairman of the Astronomy Department, one of the twelve departments of the Clock Tower, and the young head of the prestigious Wodeym family, his family background and magic circuits span thousands of years.

He is a genius and the true heir to the Clock Tower's astronomical science. He possesses magical talents that are described as "treasures," "out of the ordinary," and "beyond human."

If he hadn't entered Chaldea, with his talent he could have even created the thirteenth discipline of the Clock Tower and become someone comparable to his teacher, Marisbury Animusfiah.

As a frequent point of comparison, Olga Marie, the astrophysicist princess who only had an advantage in bloodline, paled in comparison to her talented senior brother.

Therefore, it is rumored that Marisbury had long abandoned his daughter, who was mediocre in all aspects, and had always preferred to let his eldest disciple take over the "Celestial Science" and replace his title of "Monarch".

Fortunately, Kirshtalia himself was peaceful and polite, without ambition, and naturally never coveted the so-called "monarch" position. Instead, he always devoted himself to inheriting his teacher's research results and improving his own academic work.

Therefore, although his relationship with Olga Marie was not particularly close, it did not turn sordid due to the power struggles within the Astrophysics Department.

In short, he is an ideal scholar.

Confident but not arrogant, calm but not cold-blooded.

If it weren't for the factional conflict, they might be a good person to befriend.

Samael stopped and looked at the elegant young nobleman, his dark eyes flickering slightly.

"Are you waiting for us?"

Kirshtalia nodded, pointed to the void above, and politely offered to answer everyone's questions.

"Astrology in astronomy can glimpse parts of the future, but it's just a very common method."

Ordinary?

Samael shook his head inwardly, but inwardly he gained a deeper understanding of the magician's talent.

Originally, celestial magic was about obtaining power from the universe. However, over time it gradually deteriorated and evolved into simple methods for predicting the future and observing celestial bodies. This is the origin of astrology.

In this process, due to the rise of humanities and the gradual disappearance of mystery, celestial magic was constantly deconstructed by science and civilization and gradually declined.

Therefore, even a monarch like Marisbury did not wield much influence within the Clock Tower.

Similarly, the Kirshtalia magic system also belongs to the astronomy department. Although he is exceptionally talented, due to the limitations of the modern environment, many of his academic ideas can only exist in theory. Therefore, he is also considered to be a person who, although a genius, is ultimately just a theorist and not very practical.

But now, he actually managed to deduce the arrival of his own Chaldea group using astrology.

The word "light" can represent both "weak" and "bright".

Clearly, Kirshtalia saw far more in astrology than was outwardly apparent.

It's important to understand that while Mash, Hinako Akuta, and the others might not be particularly strong as the targets of the divination, Samael himself is an ancient god capable of manipulating fate and skilled in concealment.

Kirshtalia's ability to glimpse ripples of the future through simple astrology is enough to prove that his talent is comparable to that of legendary sages and prophets.

Kirshtalia has reason to be proud of this alone.

If Kirshtalia hadn't been born in an era when celestial magic was in decline, she might have achieved even greater perfection.

As his thoughts raced, Samair was suddenly struck by a desire to acquire talent. He looked intently at Kirshtalia and offered his earnest advice.

"Since you foresaw our arrival, you must know our purpose. Make way, Captain. We might not be the enemy..."

However, Kirshtalia remained unmoved as she gazed at the pair of open and closed, black, vertical pupils of the snake. Her azure eyes conveyed a sense of vicissitude, and she slowly but firmly shook her head.

"Your eyes are ancient, your hands and feet are weak, your knowledge is stagnant, and human wisdom will ultimately be defeated. All the decisions, setbacks, and prosperity from the past to the present are nothing but vanity. Stop struggling, you... have no future!"

Seeing that the captain showed no sign of wavering, Samael became even less polite, pursing his lips in a sneer, his gaze turning cold.

"Heh, then let's give it a try!"

"In that case, please enjoy my latest magic trick."

As the atmosphere grew tense, Kirshtalia murmured a word before slowly raising her hands, channeling her magic to harmonize the stars in the void and uttering an angelic chant.

"The form of stars. The form of cosmos. The form of gods. The form of animus. Celestial bodies are the void. The void is the unbirth. The unbirth is sustained by gods (Anima, Animusphere) — 'Grand Order/AnimaAnimusphere'!"

Amidst the chanting that resembled a vow, stars in the void were lit up one after another, connecting and intersecting to form a massive magic array that occupied the entire void. One after another, scorching hot meteorites fell from the sky, crashing down on the people who had landed on the floating island.

Starlight's Magic Bullet (Stellaris).

This is a magic system that transforms celestial bodies into its own "circuit (power)".

The ultimate magic of astrology, passed down from the Chaldeans, the progenitors of astrology, to the present day.

It gathers the magic that fills the earth, the sky, and the universe into a single beam, a stellar miracle that is like connecting planets.

—That is, planetary bombardment!

"careful!"

Amidst this massive bombardment of stars, Mash instinctively wanted to stand in front of her Master.

But this time, the raised cross shield was gently pressed down by a hand.

Mashu stared at the clusters of heavenly fire about to fall, her pale face tightening as she looked in alarm at the figure stepping forward.

"senior……"

"Don't worry, Master is very strong too."

Seemingly sensing the worried and fearful gaze behind him, the ancient snake stopped, turned around, and gave a reassuring smile, drawing a line in the air with its fingers.

A series of divine scripts containing the foundations of civilization, such as cuneiform, Egyptian hieroglyphs, Phoenician alphabet, Hebrew, runes, and Ogum, have emerged one after another, like shining stars buried in human reason.

Countless characters flickered and blended together, as if composing a magnificent hymn in different languages, while the overflowing light spots were like little angels dancing and singing in the air.

"I am the beginning, I am the end."

I am the beginning, I am the end!

I am the starting point, and I am the ending point!

I am Alpha, I am Omega!

I am the origin of everything, and I am the final destination of all things!

I am the cause of all things, and I am also the end of all things!

I am the Self-Existent One, the One Who Is!

I am both good and evil!

I am neither good nor evil, neither good nor evil, yet both good and evil!

Everything is created in my hands, and everything is destroyed in my hands!

In this apocalyptic moment, reward and punishment are in my hands!

At the moment of revelation, I will surely repay!

Characters from different civilizations shot into the air, accompanied by the twists and turns of musical notes, to meet the falling meteorites.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

In an instant, before the burning meteorite could fall, it transformed into dazzling fireworks, exploding into brilliant bursts of light that adorned the desolate void.

Women, who are naturally powerless against beautiful things, were unknowingly stunned, staring blankly up at the clusters of flames blooming in the void.

Beneath the Tree of Imagination, Kirshtalia gazed at her meteorites igniting one by one, slightly raising her head to shield herself from the dazzling light, and murmured silently.

Is this the light that illuminates Chaldea?

Immediately, the blond handsome man's lips curled up, forming a pleasant and carefree arc.

very good!very good!

Now that you've decided to take on the mission of defeating us, let's see whose choice is right!

Is it a defeat for human intelligence, or a new beginning for the world that transcends its constraints?

At the same time, Kirshtalia raised her right hand, revealing a black magic crest that resembled a star map, and solemnly spoke.

"By the Command Spell, Berserker, come and wreak havoc!"

"Crack!"

As the black Command Seal on the back of Kirshtalia's hand faded, the Imaginary Tree behind him suddenly exploded, and thick, dense starlight gushed out from beneath the torn bark of the Imaginary Tree, like streams of spilled blood.

Then, the flowing starlight bonded the earth and stone, transforming it into a giant god with bulging muscles, dark skin, and a height of hundreds of meters.

"Roar!"

With a furious roar, the heavens and earth trembled, and stars fell from the void.

The entire world transformed into a vast blue ocean, and the islands suspended in the sea became the cradle of civilization.

Fourth Lostbelt, Concept Extraction:

——Oceanus, the Titan of the Age of Gods!

"Witness the power of the new world that I have mastered!"

Kirshtari spread his arms and confidently and proudly introduced his Servants to the crowd.

Atlas, the Titan that pierces the sky.

Son of Iapetus, the god of souls and wisdom among the twelve Titans, brother of Prometheus the prophet, and king of the peripheral world in the ancient Greek pantheon.

He once rebelled against Zeus's rule, but was eventually defeated by Zeus and exiled to the east, where he became a pillar supporting the sky to ensure the division of power between heaven and earth.

Whether in terms of strength or quality, this ancient god who has appeared is of top-notch quality.

However, just as the two sides were about to engage in a fierce battle, the void suddenly turned an eerie blood red, as if the world was on fire.