You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

“Where is she weak… Although she is a female, I must admit that she is an extremely formidable opponent.”

"what?"

While Blitz was still in surprise, a strange change had already occurred around Saya on the other side.

The girl did nothing; she simply stood there. Yet, hazy blue particles began to shimmer in the atmosphere, gradually gathering towards her.

That was ether, pure and pristine magic, which formed delicate, fairy-like wings of light behind Saya, while a strange symbol lit up on her forehead.

"I don't want to fight anyone, nor do I want anyone to get hurt, but I also love this world deeply. If you want to destroy all this beauty... I will stop you no matter what!"

Please, everyone—lend me your power!

call!

hum!

Wow!

At this moment, the atmosphere and the ground seemed to turn into liquid, as if they had been given life and began to stir.

Various organic and inorganic substances were mixed together and shaped by an invisible will. Finally, a steam giant, which was a mixture of soil, metal and pipes, strode out and blocked Saya's view.

"This is……"

"The magic that activates matter... no, it may go beyond that."

Blitz was quite surprised, but the Demon King remained calm, probably having seen many strange things before.

Saya is an ordinary high school girl with a loving older brother and close classmates and best friends.

But if one had to point out what made her different, it would be that from a young age she could hear many sounds and see many things—her world was filled with “whispers.”

With just a thought, she can communicate with the "spirit" of matter and even come into contact with some very distant and ancient being. Whether she is angry or happy, she can influence the things around her.

Make the soil ripple, make the water flow backward, make the air swirl wildly, make animals mutate...

Fortunately, she was a kind child and had a foster father who wrote occult novels, who successfully protected her. After her foster father passed away, only her adoptive brother, Tono, knew this secret.

She herself has no power, so in Blitz's eyes she is just a weak girl, but she can call upon everything in the world and communicate with great beings above humanity, so even the Demon King Oppai finds her extremely troublesome.

This kind of opponent... killing him would be more troublesome?

For some reason, the thought "I must not kill her no matter what" popped into Oppai's mind. It was probably because he had a premonition that something terrible would happen!

……

"Alice and Ernesti are evenly matched in a short time."

"Neither Celestia nor Miss Mink seem to have much enthusiasm."

"Although Miss Saya is troublesome, even if the world collapses, it won't do me any harm."

"The key is that Bashu and Mamika are holding back Aizen Iori..."

Apart from Meteora, all the forces of the [Good] faction have appeared and are tied down. Meteora, being a commander, is of little use on the battlefield. As a result, Altair and the Sorrowful King are unstoppable—the difference in numbers immediately becomes apparent.

After confirming that he had the location of all his opponents, Altair led the Sorrowful King to the center of the city and climbed an iron tower that seemed to reach the sky. As the elevator continued to rise, they got closer and closer to their target.

Beneath the wondrous sky, a delicate hexahedron, resembling a die, gleamed with a flowing, liquid-like golden light, like a star slowly rotating—

Golden Star Cup!

No one can stop her now!

"I have fulfilled my promise, Aizen Iori."

"Alter said in a low voice, while the Sorrowful King, leaning against the wall, frowned as if he had thought of something."

Princess in military uniform ignored him and instead couldn't help but fantasize about how to use the Golden Star Cup.

Aizen Iori had promised her that if she obeyed and cooperated, he would give her a chance to save Shimazaki Setsuna, and the man did indeed keep his promise.

What immense power of recognition... It would be easy to completely rewrite the laws of the world, and resurrecting someone would not be difficult, especially since Iori has already collected a portion of Shimazaki Setsuna's soul.

Altair can do anything if he gets the Golden Star Cup!

The only concern now is that Aizen Iori might use Shimazaki Setsuna's soul to blackmail her...

Definitely!

Otherwise, why would Aizen Iori make such a big fuss? There must be something he wants her to do.

Even if she's being used, it doesn't matter. She'll accept any conditions; after all, at this level of "acceptance power," calling her an omnipotent wish-granting machine is no exaggeration. Whether Aizen Iori wants to rule humanity or achieve immortality is none of her concern.

Altair has invaded the Tower of Babel in the core area—this news was immediately relayed to Iori by Meteora.

Iori, who was dodging Mamika's magical attacks, couldn't help but smile after receiving this news.

"They've finally started their operation, a bit later than I expected. I thought this guy would be the type to rush in and grab it without hesitation... Did he learn to be more cautious after I taught him a lesson?"

Dodging the pink energy pulse, Iori jumped off the top of the building made of pipes.

"Oh!"

With a backhand slash, he struck the heart-shaped magic bomb. The magic bomb, whose power had been deliberately suppressed by Mamika, exploded. A powerful yet gentle wind pressure swept over Iori's body, sending him flying into the distance.

As his body flew past the glass window of a building, it shattered suddenly, and a burly figure thrusting a heavy sword at him.

"—!"

With nothing to hold onto in mid-air, Iori's eyes sharpened, and her body miraculously spun in an arc, tracing the black blade in a crescent shape to block the deadly attack.

The glass shattered with a crash, and countless orc shadows flashed by. Ignoring the sharp pain on his skin, Ba Xiu continued his fierce attack on Yi Zhi.

The more they fight, the stronger they become. Like a berserker, the orc hero's fighting spirit has become so dense after such a long battle that it is visible to the naked eye!

call--!

Ripples like water covered her arm and Zanpakuto. Iori calmly swung the blade, the clean lines of the blade dividing the space.

Clang——!

The crisp, powerful metallic clang echoed far and wide. Ba Xiu's attack was once again neutralized by Iori, who was then kicked backward and sent flying.

"Damn it, is there no way to beat him even like this?"

The overbearing cultivator, struggling to stand while leaning against the wall, angrily pounded the wall, "Much stronger than His Majesty the Demon Emperor! Much stronger than the King of Trolls!"

Despite the long battle, Iori didn't seem tired at all; in fact, her movements became more and more agile, and she seemed to be handling the situation with ease even when attacked from both sides.

This is unbelievable! How did he even manage that? That monstrous reflexes... Is this guy even human?

—But then Ba Xiu remembered the information he had been forced to learn before, that the so-called "impermanence" seemed to be a ghost-like existence... Should he compete with the undead in terms of physical strength?

No, before "competing in physical strength," isn't it more important to survive from the other side?

To be honest, Ba Xiu is not weak either. As a pure warrior, he is not completely fearless even when fighting against the Demon King's breasts. However, with Mami and Iori showing overwhelming strength, he has almost fallen to the point where he can't even lend a hand...

What a disgrace to an orc hero!

"Phew...it's not over yet!"

The tyrant gripped his greatsword tightly again, roused, "I will win and then wish to lose my virginity!"

"It's best to rely on your own efforts for that kind of thing."

Iori stopped what she was doing and said very sincerely.

"Dynamic Light Wave~"

Mami shouted, and a pink beam of light spiraled toward Iori.

"Take the move!"

"Heh~"

Iori smiled slightly.

He wasn't in a hurry. Letting Altair obtain the [Golden Star Cup] was already part of his plan. To be more precise, this "story" would only move to the next stage when she came into contact with the Holy Grail.

"Alright, go and touch that miracle, Altair~"

And then… of course, your wish will be granted, I guarantee it with the dignity of the Seireitei!

Thinking this, Iori slowly smiled with pleasure as she fought against the orc hero and the magical girl.

However, the situation has gotten a little out of control:

"Please, lend me your power!"

Fifth level magical girl! "

Like Stand users, golden, hazy figures appeared behind Mamika, each with a ribbon of a different color tied to them; these were Mamika's companions from her original world.

At this moment, her strength surged dramatically! A tremendous surge! A powerful surge!

"This is the resolve of a magical girl!"

Iori: "...Huh?"

Chapter 471 The Military Girl's Distant Ideal Land!

"I see, it truly lives up to its name as the 'Golden Cup'."

This container is an excellent battlefield hub, commanding an immense [Acknowledgment power] that can turn the illusory into reality, yet at the same time reduce all causal conflicts to nothingness. What an ingenious and beautiful design!

As expected of Miss Meteora, the explorer who traverses thousands of miles... Hmm, was that man also involved in the design?

The princess in military uniform stepped out of the elevator. This was the top floor of the tower, with a magnificent dome like that of a cathedral. Outside was a painted, fake sky, and what she longed for was just about a hundred meters away in the sky.

This is a very ingenious design, like a mirage or a rainbow. Only by observing from a specific location can the position of the star cup be accurately calculated. In other words, you have to take the elevator up no matter what; flying directly there is useless.

She observed the cube called the "Golden Star Cup" through the transparent glass, a hint of fascination flashing in her eyes.

However, she did not step forward immediately. Instead, she stood in place with her back to the blond boy and said leisurely, "A checkpoint like this should be guarded. I didn't expect it to be empty. It seems I overestimated Meteora... Sorry for making you come with me."

"It's alright, I volunteered to be this bodyguard."

The sorrowful king smiled slightly.

"I've been thinking that among all the characters I've summoned, your style is probably the most similar to mine... I'm very grateful to you, Lord Sorrowful King."

The military princess said coldly, "Now you can go down, find your enemies, and throw yourself into the battle."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the Sorrowful King made no move, simply watching the background of the Military Princess.

After a long silence, Altair sighed, "As expected..."

The silver-haired girl turned her head and looked at him with disappointment: "Did you betray me?"

"It seems like I've never been loyal to anyone from the very beginning."

The Sorrowful King remained expressionless and said matter-of-factly, "From this moment on, our cooperation is over."

"That's a real shame, though I expected it."

The military princess turned around: "Let's hear your reasons, sad king."

What do you want? A wish? Power?

"strength."

"Have you already possessed great power?"

"A power powerful enough to shake the world."

A look of arrogance and hatred flashed in the sorrowful king's red eyes: "The power to cast that man into the abyss!"

"..."

I truly understand how you feel—Alter wanted to say, but ultimately remained silent.

"So, I'll accept this Star Cup!"

"So how do you intend to defeat me, Your Majesty the Sorrowful King?"

A flash of blue light appeared, and two weapons materialized in Altair's hand.

One was her usual military knife, and the other was a submachine gun with a unique design.

The PPSH-41, a revolver submachine gun that was very active in World War II, looks strangely beautiful when held by Altair in his handsome military uniform.

However, she didn't take out this famous World War II rifle to shoot a target, but rather to activate her abilities.