Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

A thousand years ago, the War of the Holy Covenant ended, and the mysterious return to the inner sea of ​​the star brought nearly a thousand years of peaceful development.

Even though some of the invaders did appear, they were often just avatars and a trace of infiltrated power, which Samael could still handle.

But ever since he pulled out the twelve End Spears, which were sealed away in Fuyuki City and anchored to the earth, the Age of Gods has returned, and the planet has been revitalized. The frequency and intensity of the appearance of the Descendants have been steadily increasing.

If Gaia was the culprit who let the wolf into the house, then he was like lighting a bright lamp in the dark forest, attracting even more attention.

But now that things have come to this, it's impossible for him to retract the mystery; that would be tantamount to cutting off his own arm.

To expect those extraterrestrial life forms that have their eyes on this place to obediently turn back is nothing short of wishful thinking.

Right now, all we can do is make thorough preparations and face this ordeal with utmost seriousness.

Yesterday is history, tomorrow remains a mystery, but today is a gift.

All he wanted to do was make good use of the gift.

If those extraterrestrial life forms are only at the level of Olga Marie, our side may still have a chance.

"Although you won a game beautifully, I still have to remind you..."

Maris Billy, who was stirring his black tea, put down his spoon, looked at the swirling eddy of tea leaves in the cup, and slowly spoke meaningfully.

"Don't think this is the end; it's just the beginning."

"..."

Samael pursed his lips, but ultimately did not refute.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

Just as the atmosphere inside the room fell silent, a sharp and urgent alarm suddenly blared throughout Chaldea, and the indicator lights above the two people's heads turned into a flashing scarlet red.

"Emergency! Emergency! Masters #5 and #48, please assemble in the control room immediately!"

Upon hearing the broadcast, Samael's gaze sharpened, and his expression changed slightly.

"Take this with you."

As soon as the ancient snake stood up from its seat, something was thrown from behind it.

He instinctively reached out to take it, his gaze falling on his palm.

It was a pendant woven from metal star chains, with a crystal-clear blue gemstone set in the center, its interior seemingly containing a mysterious and dazzling galaxy.

Upon closer inspection, a strange and graceful figure was quietly curled up amidst the shimmering starlight.

Her skin felt like organic velvet, moist yet cool and dry, and her hair resembled long strips of rainbow film photographs, with paper-like bundles decorating the back of her head on a metal headband.

In both her attire and appearance, she was completely different from any intelligent life form on Earth.

But the girl's soul emanated an extremely familiar feeling.

Suddenly, Samael seemed to realize something, and holding the pendant in his hand, he turned around to look at Marisbury behind him.

"Mary?"

"According to the terms of the deal, I was only responsible for providing the container, not this. So before awakening that alien god, I swapped Mary's soul with the core that it once resided in. However, it seems that because its power was too great, Mary's spirit was affected to some extent. Perhaps now, it would be more appropriate to call her the 'Alien Witch'."

Maris Billy explained calmly, his eyes devoid of any emotion, as if he were recounting something completely unrelated.

"Shouldn't she thank you?"

Samael's gaze swept over the sleeping figure in the starlight, and he looked at Marisbury opposite him with a cold smile, his tone sarcastic.

"No need for that. Although I gave up on her a long time ago, as a father, I wouldn't kill my own daughter with my own hands."

Maris Billy seemed oblivious to the sarcasm in those words, glancing at the pendant and a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Consider this a reward for the winner, a gift for clearing the game. Make good use of it; it might become an asset to you."

Samael did not refuse, but glanced at Marisbury, who was still engrossed in drinking his tea, and cursed inwardly.

Does he really have a backup plan to counterbalance the alien gods? That old fox!

But isn't he afraid of being laughed at by his daughter for using her as a pawn?

While muttering to himself, the ancient snake put the gem pendant into his pocket.

The alien god who has now descended possesses Olga Marie's body and has used Chaldea to connect to the planet's source.

But to that body, He was ultimately an outsider.

In theory, since it is possible to "replace" Him into that body, it is also possible to "replace" Olga Marie's original soul into it.

In this way, even if they cannot completely replace the alien god and control the alien powers, they can at least regain some initiative.

Putting aside personal feelings, it's actually a pretty good reward for completing the game.

As the alarm grew more urgent, Samael took a deep look at this restless magician, this brilliant astrophysicist, this incompetent father, this cunning utilitarian, this ordinary man who loved humanity, and remained silent for a moment before turning and walking toward the door of the solitary confinement cell.

“Take good care of Mary…”

The footsteps that crossed the threshold paused only slightly before striding forward again.

The alloy explosion-proof door slowly closed, and the figure trapped in the darkness pursed his lips, calmly and stubbornly picked up the Book of Revelation on the table, and continued to read it.

~~

"What happened?"

A few dozen breaths later, Samael rushed into the control room, looked around, and asked loudly.

"It's a singularity!"

The current acting director, Sesshouin Kiara, stepped forward with a serious expression.

Following the direction of her finger, Samael was startled to see the simulated Earth environment model, Chaldea, running in the center of the control room, and a certain spot of it was now a deep crimson.

A powerful external force, of unknown origin, is interfering with and distorting the laws of this region, using this as a starting point to erode the planet's source and undermine the foundations of human reason.

Samael's expression froze, and he immediately asked.

"What is this place?"

"America, Snowfield City!"

Clerk Seresera adjusted her glasses and answered seriously.

The ancient snake frowned, and subconsciously asked, "Anything else?"

Celesera shook her head and smiled wryly: "I'm sorry, the age is unknown, the foundational value of human history is unknown, and the spacetime in this area is already disordered, so it's impossible to obtain accurate data. This seems to be a subspecies singularity, different from the theoretical Great Singularity. It may not appear in a position that is crucial to human history, so it is even more difficult to estimate."

However, the clerk's expression immediately turned serious as he looked at the crimson patch on the simulated Earth model that was showing signs of expansion.

"But one thing is certain: this thing has already posed a threat to human health and must be removed as soon as possible!"

Hinako, standing next to him, glanced at the magic projection on the big screen, somewhat puzzled.

"Such a serious matter, isn't anyone going to take care of it?"

"Ten minutes ago, three F-35As took off from a nearby air force base to investigate the situation, but they lost contact as soon as they arrived in the area."

Sesshouin Kiara crossed her arms and explained helplessly.

Similarly, there has been no news of a mechanized infantry brigade that the United States sent from the ground.

After experiencing numerous supernatural incidents, even the mighty U.S. military understands that some things are truly beyond the reach of human power and technology.

Therefore, after losing so many advance troops, the United States dared not act rashly and could only establish a buffer zone around Snowfield City in case of unforeseen circumstances.

Then, wait for professionals to handle it.

Samael attempted to summon the [Celestial Tablet] to erase the distortion in this area.

To his surprise, his powers were unable to separate that external force from the surface.

Even spatial warp, allowing direct entry into it, is impossible.

It seems that the place has been eroded and transformed into an independent world.

"It seems that we have no choice but to try spirit particle transfer."

Ancient Serpent realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately looked at the acting director beside him.

The simulated Earth environment model, Chaldea, has established contact with the planetary source. Since it cannot enter that area from the outside, it can only consider transforming itself into a spirit particle and drilling a hole from the inside by following the trajectory of the planetary source.

"Okay! I'll make arrangements right away!"

Sesshouin Kihara immediately nodded and instructed the staff to carry out the orders in a flurry of activity.

Samael's mind raced, and in a rapid yet steady voice, he made more detailed arrangements.

"Call Morgan and Artoria here too. Have them use the Holy Lance to seal off this area and slow down the spread of this thing!"

"no problem!"

"Also, bring [them] along, to come with us..."

Sesshouin Kiara hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded.

A few minutes later, Samael and Mashu, dressed in their Mystic Code, stepped into the illuminated magic circle in the center.

A cool, electronic synthesized voice rang in my ears.

"Spirit transfer has entered its final stage. Location: Snowfield City, USA."

The era is unknown, and the foundational value of human understanding is unknown.

Laplace has secured the teleportation guarantee. The addition of factor bits for the singularity has been secured.

The anti-summoning system has been set up. Master, please make final adjustments.

Samael stretched his neck and glanced at the two life support pods opposite him that were gradually being filled with nutrient solution.

Through the glass enclosure, one can see that lying inside are none other than that alien god and a chaotic evil that calls itself Master No. 0.

Around their necks, they wore an exquisite sapphire pendant and a black leather collar engraved with runes.

As the pale green nutrient solution gradually submerged the two faces in the life support pod, Samael nodded in satisfaction, a pleased smile curving his lips.

Since I was just idling around anyway, I figured I might as well get them some work.

This way, we can eliminate any worries and make the most of our resources.

Incidentally, this is also a good opportunity to test whether Marisbury's backup plan is reliable.

Since that thing in Snowfield City could prevent his interference with his authority, it proves that it is definitely a troublesome issue that should not be underestimated.

It's even possible that they might not be inferior to themselves.

Therefore, it is necessary to bring that alien god along, just in case.

"The vital signs of the master inside the basket have reached the baseline value, and the number of spirit particles transferred meets the required number."

Anti-summoning system, activated!

Spiritual particle conversion, commence!

As the surrounding electronic synthesized sounds grew increasingly cold, a pulling sensation emanated from the floating light patterns around them.

"Excuse me, senior... could you... hold my hand?"

A little nervous, Mashu clutched the hem of her clothes and turned to ask in a stammering voice.

Samael smiled slightly, took the slightly trembling little hand in his, and conveyed encouragement and warmth.

The junior student immediately calmed down, and the timidity in her eyes was replaced by determination.

"3-2-1 minutes until the spirit particle transfer."

The whole project is completed.

Let's begin the actual verification.

First Order!

Once all system debugging is complete, the electronic synthesized voice issues the final command.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, under everyone's watchful eyes, a beam of blue and white light rose up.

As the light faded, Fujimaru Tachibana and Olga Marie in the life support pod, and Samael and Mashu in the magic circle, completely disappeared without a trace.

Chapter Fifty-Eight: The War of Counterfeits Begins!