Planner of Age of Heroes

Once Abby is in a bad mood, it will bring about a disaster that no one wants to see.

Thinking of this, Abi couldn't help but curl his lips.

The pagan leader frowned when he saw the girl in front of him making a strange laugh. He was a little puzzled. "Girl who believes in his god, as long as I devour you, my god will have more powerful power. Thank you for taking the trouble to come to us. Can you tell me your name?"

Abby raised his head slightly, his blue eyes glowing with light. In the key hole, there seemed to be a purple eye staring at the pagan. "You don't want to know my name, ah... maybe I'll tell you when I'm in a better mood, but definitely not now. Let me see what kind of god the resentment left here will summon."

Let her see this distorted world and what kind of existence will be born in this distorted space!

I was born from the sins of the people back then, but what about now?

Abby was really looking forward to what this shadow created in his name would look like.

The pagan leader raised his eyebrows, and his rotten and twisted face showed a bit of surprise, and then he smiled strangely. What should he say? How should he laugh at the girl in front of him?

"How dare you look down on my God like this? You blasphemer, you will become my God's nourishment!"

The key in Abby's hand twisted in the air, and a tentacle appeared, directly slamming the pagan president against the wall on the side. However, Abby specially adjusted the strength of such an attack to ensure that the pagan president would not die directly.

"You are so long-winded. Does your body hurt now? If you don't summon your god as soon as possible, your body will hurt even more. I know the door, but you can't see it... Put away your inexplicable pride and arrogance."

The pagan leader touched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling the pain he had not felt for many years. There was a bit more vigilance in his eyes. It seemed that with the power of them, the believers, they were no match for the girl in front of them. How much power did this girl get from the god she believed in?

No one could have imagined that this girl who seemed to possess the power of an alien god was actually a genuine Puritan.

Chapter 63: The Virtual Tree with a Shell of Light

A pattern of blood was drawn on the ground, a sacrifice to the gods, the key to open the seal of the gods was about to be completed.

This is a false god that was born from the lingering breath of the foreign gods that once passed through the sky, the resentment of the people, and the wishes and thoughts in the hearts of these pagans.

If not for the various abnormal events that occurred in this world, and if these abnormal events had not left behind mysterious powers that modern humans have not yet figured out and mastered, this god would never have been born.

Black tentacles rose from the ground and completely devoured Marissa. What kind of feeling was that? It was unwillingness, resentment, a curse on everyone, and a prayer to the non-existent witch. If a witch really exists, please take my soul and take revenge on these guys.

It was as malicious as a rat hiding in the sewer, rotting and inconspicuous, living in a dark and damp place.

It is humble and inferior, but it tries to be tainted by everything good, and its spread speed is extremely fast.

Marissa was struggling constantly, her consciousness kept crawling out of the darkness. After seeing the colorful door, how could she be willing to merge with this dirty black?

It's just that even after seeing the colorful door, her whole spirit became crazy and excited, but her spirit and her soul were still just human. Even if the existence born here was just a false god, it was definitely not something a human like her could fight against.

Marissa's IQ is definitely not low, but unfortunately she does not have a character that matches her IQ. However, after seeing the door of colorful light, if she chooses to retreat and study alone secretly, in such a world, she will inevitably be able to cross the mysterious door by herself.

At that time, no matter whether her brain and consciousness were overwhelmed by the large amount of knowledge, or she looked directly at the god and was driven crazy by the god, and finally destroyed herself, such an ending would be countless times better than now. At least at that time, she died at the hands of the god she pursued.

This is what impulse and greed are all about.

However, for Marissa, this ending is suitable for her. After all, it was her own choice to become the final candidate for sacrifice of this god. Since she has chosen this path, she should cry and grit her teeth to welcome her own ending!

The entire interior of the church was covered with black tentacles, and then these black substances directly broke through the top floor of the church. The night starry sky had already been covered by dark clouds, and the cold wind with a rotten smell began to sweep every corner of the city. At the same time, everyone in this city couldn't help but feel a little upset.

The resentment and anger in their hearts were all aroused at this moment. In some houses with acute family conflicts, various sounds of smashing things were heard, followed by gunshots. This negative impact began to spread to farther places.

If it is not stopped, it may not be enough to cover the entire country, but there will be no problem for large areas to fall into madness and chaos due to the influence of negative emotions.

The pagan leader looked at the spreading darkness, raised his lips, and raised his hands as if embracing the darkness, "God who was born from resentment and false accusations, please look down upon this world!

Filth and corruption have become the main theme of this world. People's beliefs are constantly being shattered, people's souls are chasing the wrong direction, and sin has never disappeared from this land.

Now let us raise high the banner of purification! Let us cleanse this world!

Huhahahaha——! My God has descended!"

The black mathematics twisted in the air above the church, and finally turned into a three-headed dog lying on the church. It had limbs that looked like human hands, and the hair on its black body was made up of black tentacles. Its limbs that were obviously longer and more human-like made its movements more convenient.

The six red eyes appeared even brighter and more terrifying in the darkness. Three mouths with sharp fangs were opened, and there seemed to be a large number of unwilling souls roaring in those dark mouths. Looking closely under the dark tentacles, the patterns on the skin were the wailing faces of one person after another.

"Roar--!!"

The huge three-headed dog howled at the sky, then looked down at Abby. Abby's body was trembling slightly. He raised his head and looked at the pagan president who was staring at his own god with obsessed eyes.

"You know what? I'm afraid of dogs. I'm so scared that my whole body is shaking... They bark and bite, so I can't help but want them to shut up completely..."

How to shut up a false god completely? That is to completely destroy it. Although I can slowly get rid of this bad boy, the three-headed dog, but now my mood is really not very good. In this case, then open the door. Anyway, Abi is already a bad boy, and everything here is attracting her in a negative direction.

As a key that reflects everyone's desires, Abby's power not only affects the people around him, but he is also affected by the people around him. It would be fine if he stayed in a positive and happy environment, but staying in this cage-like environment, Abby would inevitably be unable to suppress all his power one day.

So Abby had an instinctive desire to quickly get rid of these guys in front of him, and to calm himself down quickly.

"I am the key to the forbidden world, the guide. Set me free."

Abby raised her head slightly and closed her eyes, as if everything was attracted by the keyhole on her forehead. Everything in this world fell into darkness, whether it was the three-headed dog or the pagans sitting on the ground with smiles on their faces. At this moment, they all seemed to see the incomparably gorgeous starry sky being stepped on by the little girl in front of them.

Behind this little girl was endless nothingness and emptiness. The eyes of the blonde girl in front of them, the eyes in the keyhole, and the eyes in the reflection were all staring at them.

And through this seemingly beautiful and strange scene, their consciousness seems to be connected to the endless universe, where the gods that cannot be looked directly at stand eternally, opening the "door" to a heterogeneous world incompatible with humans, bringing serious distortion to the subject's spirit and body. This is the root that accompanies the evil tree Clift.

The next moment, in the dazzling and strange door, endless tentacles devoured the will of all of them.

Chapter 64: A Story Dedicated to Someone

“Ygnaiih…ygnaiih…thflthkh’ngha.

I hold the Silver Key in my hand.

Emerge from nothingness and touch with your fingertips, my Father God.

I will incarnate into a mortal body that houses your essence.

Cross the Rose's slumber and reach the Gate of the End!

[A virtual tree with a shell of light overflowing]!"

With the release of the Noble Phantasm, and with the release of the awakened Abby's Noble Phantasm, it not only affected the small town of Salem, but continued to spread to the surrounding areas, affecting the entire Massachusetts. MIT and Harvard located there were also affected. The beautiful and illusory scene continued to flicker in the sky.

Through this magnificent sky, one can seem to see an illusory gate, and everyone can't help but have this realization in their hearts - as long as consciousness can pass through this gate, they can see the truth of the world!

No matter they are geniuses in colleges and universities or ordinary people who do nothing, after seeing such a sky, their mental state is the same. Many people directly raised their hands and touched the sky, as if they wanted to directly pass through the void gate above the sky.

In this area where talented people gather, there are probably many people who have become believers of foreign gods. After becoming obsessed, some of them quickly widened their eyes and put on a smile on their faces. They hid their madness deep in their hearts and behaved in an extremely normal state.

These highly intelligent fanatics hidden among normal people are the landmines hidden on this land. They may gather together at any time and trigger another unimaginable disaster.

Of course, those with lower self-control, if they see the flickering door of light appearing beside them, will directly step into the void and merge with the consciousness of God outside the distant universe.

After this incident, no matter what kind of impact it causes, this country can no longer expect to be safe and sound. In the future, there will surely be all kinds of fanatics who will suddenly jump out and hold mysterious rituals.

The god that looked like a three-headed dog had completely melted away in this bright gate. The endless resentment and the tiny black assistant here had completely disappeared without a trace. Only the pagan president was left, sitting on the ground and making strange noises. Fortunately, he was very devout in his belief in God and did not suffer a complete mental breakdown.

“Uh…uh…you guy…who the hell are you!”

Because his excited god was directly destroyed and his body was severely crushed, the pagan president's body was now twisted in a strange posture, and blood and black substances were constantly flowing out of his body. It seemed that even if he did not lose his life, he would not live for a few minutes.

"Didn't you say you've been accepting my gifts? My name is Abigail Williams, hehe."

The pagan leader opened his eyes wide and then let out an extremely rampant shout. Of course, there was some self-mockery in this laughter. Not only self-mockery, but also mockery of the girl in front of him.

“Hehe….hahaha….so you are the witch…..uh——!!”

Before the pagan president could finish his self-deprecating and mocking words, a dagger had already pierced his heart. Little Jack, who had tried his best to temporarily get rid of his bodyguards, finally arrived here.

A thin mist spread forward from behind the pagan leader. A pair of small hands gently lifted the leader's cheeks from behind. The tone was innocent, cruel and cold. "Abi is not the witch in front of you. She is our friend. Unlike us, Abi is a truly good child!"

Then the dagger was taken back, and the white-haired girl quickly shook off the blood on her dagger, then smiled, and the dagger in her hand disappeared. The girl raised her hands and waved them continuously, "Abi~ I'm here to play with you, let's have a tea party together."

Abby looked up at the black keys in Jack's hands that disappeared without a trace, and covered his forehead with his hands, "No... No... Abby has become a bad boy, and it's almost uncontrollable..."

Around Jack, some teddy bear toys, candies, and other small things full of childhood fantasies kept appearing, and then a huge fairy tale picture book flashed out from the void, and then the fairy tale picture book flashed and turned into a little girl in a black fairy tale dress.

The girl's long white hair fell behind her, and her hands and legs had the joints of a puppet. Her purple eyes looked at Abby in front of her with a smile. Unlike other heroic spirits, the girl's name was Tong Yao. She was a hero exclusively for children, and also a heroic spirit who understood her mission and task after coming to this world.

Like a mysterious thought or the gentle instructions of her own master in her ear, she knew that the most important thing she needed to do this time was to stop Abby from releasing the power in her body.

"The story will go on forever. Turn back to the first page with your slender fingers, or pick up the second volume. As long as the sad readers continue to resist reality, come, let's play together!"

The huge fairy tale picture book was held high, and the gentle light and innocent fantasy began to spread around.

"Nursery rhymes are children's songs. Tommy Thumb's cute picture book. Mother Goose's original form. Lonely you, sad me. Let's fulfill our last wish together. The whispers on the pages, the grass and wood bookmarks. All fairy tales are good friends. [A story dedicated to someone]!"

The girl who looked like a fairy tale doll looked at the girl with a black key wrapped around her back and smiled, "Let's have a beautiful dream together, Abi~"

This beautiful light encompassed everything around, as if falling into a beautiful dream in an instant. The river made of chocolate, the tables and chairs made up of biscuits, Aby's irritable mood and heart gradually calmed down in such an environment.

Tong Yao held the cake and tea in her hands and gently placed them in front of Abi, then smiled, "Abi, please wait here for a while. I will go and invite a guest, a guest that the three of us are looking forward to."

Xia Yan was walking in a fairy-tale dream. He felt the dragging of his consciousness just after he fell asleep. When he regained consciousness, he was already standing here, having changed his clothes.

Chapter 65: Tea Party in Dream

The white uniform looks like both a military uniform and casual wear, fitting tightly to the body. The gathered design highlights the boy's curvaceous waist. The black pants are made of special materials. Although they look more like a suit, they are stretchable enough to facilitate various large-scale activities.

He was wearing a pair of mountain boots on his feet, which was Xia Yan's habit. Even the buttons of the white uniform were not buttoned up to the top. The silver GO logo was moved to the chest. Although the style was very familiar, it was obviously a bit ambiguous.

Compared to the strict set in my memory, this set of clothes is obviously more in line with my own behavior habits and hobbies.

"Chaldea uniform? Is this a dream? It fits my habit so well..."

Just when Xia Yan hadn't figured out the situation, a pair of hands took Xia Yan's right hand. The girl, who was wearing a black princess dress with fairytale patterns on it, had a smile on her face, and her long white hair drew an arc in the air. "Excellent person, my Master, good evening. Although I don't know where you are, please allow me to say hello like this for the time being."

Looking at Xia Yan's hazy eyes, the girl tugged on his uniform with some concern, "Master? Is it because of the world crossing? This dreamlike tea party should not be the first time for the Master to participate. Are you sick?"

Xia Yan's brain, which had been somewhat unresponsive, suddenly became clear. Combining the abnormality of his system, some hidden facts, and the words of the girl in front of him - Tong Yao, Xia Yan had a bold guess. So he took a deep breath, shook his head gently, and tidied the hair of the girl next to him.

He was not a fool. Of course he could quickly sense such an obvious abnormality. When he left the Egyptian desert, the gaze he felt should have come from one of the two pharaohs.

If the heroic spirits really had the memories of Chaldea, and the first one he summoned was Liu Xiu, a heroic spirit with whom he had no ties, it was normal for him not to react.

Thinking carefully, I didn't expect that after crossing the world, the original experience in the game would be transformed into reality. I feel a little scared, but let's put all the confusion and fear aside for now.

Xia Yan still remembers what his purpose was in bringing nursery rhymes into this world.

"No....there's nothing wrong with my body. Thank you for your concern, Tong Yao. Let's go see Abby first."

Tong Yao smiled and nodded quickly, "Not only Abi, but also Jack~ Although everyone is not here yet, we can have a tea party now. Let's enjoy afternoon tea together when everyone is here~"

A smile appeared on Xia Yan's face. He was originally a little worried whether he could get along well with these children, but after really interacting with them, he found that it was like the instinct of the body and the muscles. It seemed that everything went smoothly. His love and concern for these children came out naturally from his heart.

Although I have no memories of interacting with these children on a daily basis, I do have a feeling of familiarity and nostalgia in my heart.

Xia Yan is a person who accepts the current situation very quickly. He believes that since there is no way to change what has happened, then just do the best under the current circumstances. Although he doesn't know why his current self has merged with his self in the game, since there is such a possibility, he can only accept it with pleasure.

If this responsibility is really as he thinks, then just shoulder it, although he doesn't know to what extent he can do it.

Walking on the marshmallow-like path, across the lawn made of matcha mousse, stepping on the biscuit bridge, crossing the chocolate river, the little rabbits made of toffee are constantly jumping on the grass. Yes, this is a scene that only appears in fairy tales.

Little Jack, who was sitting in the pavilion eating cake, showed a bright smile on his face when he saw the visitor. He then stood up, put the cake in his hand on the table, and rushed towards Xia Yan. Xia Yan opened his arms and hugged little Jack in his arms.

"We finally found mom. Where is she now? Little Jack wants to live with his mom! Although grandma is very nice to Jack, we still like mom more!"

Xia Yan ruffled little Jack's white hair, with an embarrassed look on his face, "I'm sorry, Jack, I ignored your feelings during this period, but I can't do that now."

If the Heroic Spirits really have memories, they are all partners with whom they have a bond. Except for some Heroic Spirits who are at the same level as the Master or those with higher status as Heroic Spirits, I am afraid that most of the Heroic Spirits will choose to complete their missions and gather around him. It would be fine if Chaldea existed in this world, but unfortunately, there is no Chaldea in the current world.

Without this organization that transcends each country, if he gathers too many heroic spirits around him, it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction and fear from other countries. Even if he can ensure his own safety under the protection of the heroic spirits, he still has to consider the world and his own country.

Xia Yan sighed. If these heroic spirits really had memories of fighting alongside him in the game, then he actually wanted to gather all of them together. This would be the best choice for himself, for all the heroic spirits, and for the world.

Perhaps after confirming the correctness of my guess, I should start to gradually summon the heroic spirits who can help build Chaldea. Unfortunately, the current recognition value is still not enough.

"Give me some time, Jack, give me some time, until Chaldea is reestablished in Antarctica, and then we can live together."

Jack's originally disappointed look instantly turned into happiness and expectation. After nodding happily, he looked towards the gazebo with some worry, his green eyes showing some worry, "Mom, Abby doesn't seem to be in good condition. How can we help her?"

Xia Yan clenched his fist and said, "This is my mistake. Let's go and help Abi suppress the power in his body. Abi must be in great pain right now."

Continuing forward to the pavilion, Abby, with her clothes spread out like tentacles and a witch hat on her head, stood up awkwardly after seeing Xia Yan, waving her fingers behind her back like a little girl who had made a mistake.

Chapter 66: Abi is Abi

"Master... Xia Yan... I... have become a bad boy... I... I..."