People are in Type-Moon, but they practice science

In less than two seconds, Liaresta completed these thoughts and conclusions, and then restarted the conversation.

['Five Contemplations to Calm the Mind'? Jixiangyuan, are you planning to kill all of 'me'? ]

The cabin made a creaking sound, and countless possible clones seemed to be about to explode.

In the abnormal space of the building, in addition to Aleister's abnormal movements, a golden light with distorted speech appeared nearby. The moment that figure appeared, a huge pressure filled the world, and a repulsive force that was equal to scientific human reason and far exceeded the strength of old human reason came down.

"Oh? I just came here to fulfill a commission. Why would I treat Your Majesty like this..."

The moment Kisshin noticed the restraining force of science and human nature, Aiwass, a conflict of laws that denied all mysterious powers occurred, causing her to stop talking and take a small step back.

Although the realm of Jixiangyuan is close to transcendence, in order to reduce the damage she causes, her physical body is limited in her activities in the secular world, which is the so-called self-respect is in a state of "self-sealing".

So, Kiara Kisshoin simply stretched out her hand to block the attack from Aleister who suddenly opened the hatch and walked out.

Then he raised his hand back toward the sky.

"——I am only here to help your Majesty with his experiment. As for the Westerner's request, I believe that simply destroying your body is enough to fulfill the request, right?"

The next moment, with some kind of directional guidance, the super lightning punishment beam formed by [Dinner Fish] directly ignored the obstacles, penetrated the buildings and bombarded Aleister.

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"Ok?"

In front of the chessboard, Qin Xuan had just collected the chess pieces of 'Lancer Sun Wukong', 'Rider Katniss', and 'Archer Ishtar', and was about to explain something to Toosaka Rin, when an accident interrupted the process.

Aleister is dead?

Qin Xuan suddenly lost the connection with his clone, and then some memories before his death were transmitted to him.

His fingertips slid across the chessboard, zooming in and out. The building of the Academy City headquarters was intact, and there were no obvious marks inside. Only Aleister's cabin was opened, leaving only burnt marks in its place, and there was no one around.

Qin Xuan looked at Gaia opposite him, "Jixiangyuan Qihuang, have you ever watched this person?"

Why did this woman run away after having sex?

"..." Gaia nodded, then frowned, "The demon that is about to leave? It is certain that she has not been on the planet since the beginning. This kind of demon who has thrown away the shackles of matter is not in the same system as you and me. What you should pay attention to is another thing."

She pointed to the growing number of dots of light on the chessboard.

These are all Qin Xuan's clones, or in other words, possible clones other than the individual Aleister.

After Aleister's body was destroyed, these things were completely released, numbering over a billion, and gradually spread throughout the world.

If not handled in time, it would be a complete disaster. Each of them is a possibility that can replace Aleister, so it is not something that ordinary characters can handle.

"Got it. In fact, I plan to deal with it - I will go there myself and collect them."

Although he and Gaia had agreed not to actively interfere, which led to a delay in responding to some events, Qin Xuan still needed to deal with his own problems. In addition, the Holy Grail War was basically coming to an end, so it was not impossible to do so without affecting the final result.

As for Kiara Kisshoin, she came over on her own initiative to help with the experiment, and then destroyed Aleister's body to release the "Crowley Frenzy", which was a bit suspicious.

Could it be that he just dealt with it in order to complete the mission, sever his worldly ties and ascend to heaven as soon as possible?

After all, the latter did not bring any obvious actual losses, but instead further verified the characteristics and potential of Crowley's craze.

Crowley's frenzy was a combination of possibilities. From the moment she helped, it was destined that Aleister herself would not perish. Even if her body was destroyed, there were other possible sides, which were essentially Qin Xuan's sides. If one died, there would be thousands more.

Chapter 468: Ya...Yalesta!

Beyond the universe. The infinitely vast galaxy shines brightly in the distance, and even the Milky Way, which seems so huge in human eyes, is just a tiny part here that can be ignored.

After all, in the known astronomical structure, the Milky Way is only a part of the Local Group, above which are the Virgo Supercluster, the Laniakea Supercluster, the Pisces-Cetus Supercluster Complex, the Hercules-Corona Borealis Great Wall, the total galaxy/observable universe, and the outer universe.

Jixiangyuan Qihuang, who said "I will leave after my work is done, hiding my achievements and fame", had a smile on his face.

She certainly didn't think that what she did was just a small boost to the 'Crowley craze'. In fact, she did it deliberately because she saw the infinite possibilities in Aleister's experiment.

Kisshoin Kiara stayed in the material universe at first, just because he felt his own insignificance when he ascended to a higher dimension, and decided to do something in the face of this human world filled with twenty-seven ancestors and various factors of world destruction. However, that possible experiment brought a turning point for this world.

In her prediction, in the future, this civilization, which was originally huddled on a small planet with life, will experience explosive growth because of this experiment. They will use infinite possibilities to continuously explore new universes, create new universes, and realize new possibilities.

From the outside, the space-time structure of this universe is not smooth, and there are all kinds of complex laws on the stars. Different galaxy regions have their own civilization cutting mechanisms. Some fall silent under the screening mechanism, leaving only the past, while others can fly into the universe and reach the stars... The diverse landscape shines with lasting charm at this moment, but now, it has nothing to do with her.

A Bodhi leaf fell.

"It's a wonderful world, isn't it?"

A man with his eyes almost closed appeared next to Kissin Kiara.

"That's right, that's right." The nun put her hands together, "Namo San, now that the matter is over, I also want to ask for the way back, so that I can prove his way to transform the devil into a free heaven."

"The road of the devil..."

Su seemed to sigh.

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whoosh-

On Earth, Qin Xuan was recovering these densely packed individuals of the Crowley Frenzy. To say it was to recover was actually to kill. As long as any of the main bodies of the Crowley Frenzy was eliminated, it was equivalent to recovering the possibility of separation, allowing it to return to its original body and thus maintain its identity.

Of course, this also brings up a question: who would be the best person to be the new Aleister?

But Qin Xuan's own idea is that any one of them will do. Of course, Qin Xuan tends to choose a more humane one.

Qin Xuan thought so as he looked at the sky.

boom--

A beam of light flashed by, and a giant dragon clone blasted out a canyon in the northern African desert.

"There is a possibility of development in a non-human direction..."

After collecting several humanoid Crowleys, Qin Xuan looked at the several-kilometer-long dragon and sighed. "Why does it look so much like Deathwing?"

Then he stretched out five fingers toward the sky.

The giant dragon and the surrounding space were distorted, and the scorching dragon breath it spewed out rolled back, and then its entire body as huge as a mountain was irreversibly distorted and shrunk.

Finally, bring your fingers together and make a fist.

The space was compressed to the extreme, and in a split second, the dragon was crushed into a size smaller than a dust particle.

"..."

Qin Xuan closed his eyes, and he seemed to feel the trembling of the world tree in the cave. The world tree that originally supported the sky and stood horizontally at both ends of the conceptual universe, or the tree that operated the entire world, began to extend branches from the side. It was not the individual "tree diagram designer", but the whole root system was not separated, but there were branches extending to different voids.

'I see, this is the real possibility.'

These branches linking to the void are like beacons for exploring new universes. Although they are closely connected to the main branches, they can continuously expand new possible universes, unlike the second method of shuttle experiment, which relies on "fate" or luck. When he has recovered 10 billion possibilities, this experiment should be put on the agenda. It just so happens that the new Holy Grail system is almost ready, and it may be used as a method of operating the new universe.

He could even use the main trunk to operate his cave heaven, and use these branches to operate the new universe. Then, as he controls more and more universes, the scope of the cave heaven would continue to expand... Is this the correct solution to break through the upper limit of a single universe in the Earthly Immortal Law?

Qin Xuan's thoughts became more and more complicated, but his hands did not stop moving. After quickly recovering the dragon, he went to the next location and quickly recovered several human-shaped Crowleys.

Sure enough, the result was exactly the same as the previous ones. By this calculation, he should be able to initially obtain more than one billion world beacons.

"Ah, there are so many places, it's a bit annoying," Qin Xuan complained, who rarely went there himself. Even though he handed things over to his subordinates many times, it didn't stop him from feeling that it was troublesome to move around. As expected, he still had to find more people to work in the future. "The next place is South America."

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Clock tower.

Originally, this organization that was supposed to continue to radiate influence as the center of Western magic, was about to fall into irreversible decline after its counterparts in the East took away a considerable part of its dominance... No, it was more than that. As long as they continued to own the world's largest magic resource, the Tomb of Spirits Albion, and continued to rely on the name of the former Marshal of Magic and the second magician, Jewel, they would not fall.

However, this is only based on the consideration of power development, politics and economy. When facing a real disaster, without sufficient strength and crisis response capabilities, no matter how high-sounding it is, it is nothing but being slaughtered by others.

For example, right now, the Clock Tower was unfortunately attacked suddenly by a large number of Crowleys, and for some reason, most of the Crowleys that originally appeared in the British area attacked the London Clock Tower.

At this time, the Clock Tower had gone through three years of recovery from the "London Incident" and rebuilt many new buildings. Many of them were specially designed with different appearances and architectural structures to prevent magic cannon bombings, just to better cooperate with the barrier to form a perfect defense mechanism.

But all this was destroyed again today.

An old man riding a broom, wearing a wizard hat and a dark robe suddenly appeared in mid-air, holding a magic wand. With a few simple waves, he fired several powerful crimson magic cannons. The magic cannons automatically split in the air and shot towards different department buildings in the clock tower.

Just one strike shattered all the defensive barriers on the building.

However, this was just the beginning. Soon, all kinds of weirdos or monsters with completely different styles appeared in the streets of London.

For example, there was a monster wearing full-coverage armor that destroyed half of the street as soon as he appeared. While using powerful moves, he also changed his posture from time to time and made strange English voice calls such as "a jump to the sky turns to a rider kick".

Some of them look like dreamy angels, flying creatures with wings growing from their waists. They can perform near-magic techniques such as space transfer without the aid of modern magic. Their bodies can easily destroy buildings and they can split the atmosphere with a wave of their hands.

Some were like the nightmares in the Cthulhu mythology, with countless tentacles, disgusting liquids, and horrible appearances of mental pollution monsters. Once they appeared, everyone on the street would have their sanity reduced to zero and suffer mental breakdown. Some magicians were lucky enough not to be completely killed, but found that they had irreversible physical changes, their facial features were distorted, their skin turned a strange blue-gray color, and they grew strange soft limbs.

There are also ugly dragons with bloody mouths like carnivorous plants growing on the internal organs, and giants hundreds of meters high made up of countless concrete or solid rocks spliced ​​together. There are ghosts that float in the air like ghosts, and from time to time they fall into a state of poor snowflake signal, but can kill lives with a strange rule.

In short, less than ten minutes after the monsters attacked London, the Clock Tower's hastily organized resistance failed. Of course, this was also due to insufficient response and lack of strength.

The Clock Tower monarchs, led by Barthelmero, retreated with their remaining forces. After a brief discussion, they were anxious and desperate, and even planned to retreat into the Tomb of Albion. Due to the tight time, there was no time to count the casualties and economic losses of the Clock Tower.

only--

"Where the hell did those monsters come from!?"

Some magicians shouted loudly, as if this could vent the anxiety in their hearts.

Then the people who were yelling were quickly forced to calm down by the cold gazes of the monarchs.

"——Lords, does anyone know what happened today?"

On the street near the underground entrance to the Tomb of the Spirits, Albion, Barthelmero saw the monarchs putting order in their respective departments and asked.

Of course, no one knows.

"This is not the most important thing at the moment," said Weber, the Minister of Modern Magic Science, after careful consideration. "The most important thing is that these... monsters don't seem to be targeting us?"

"Hmm? But we lost a lot of people, didn't we?"

"Those monsters concentrated their attacks on buildings... That's not quite accurate. They were attacking the Clock Tower. Their targets were barriers, workshops, magic materials, supplies, storage, and the like."

Although they were retreating, the monsters seemed to no longer actively attack them after making this choice, so although they were nervous, they were generally calm.

Barthomello raised his eyebrows. "Destroying magic resources but not targeting magic talents, you mean... those who released these monsters are from the same industry?"

This is a typical way of thinking. You don't need to know where these monsters come from, you just need to know who benefits the most after what happens. If after this series of attacks, the magic resources that the Clock Tower relies on to maintain its operations are also destroyed, then the consequence is the dissolution of the Clock Tower, and the personnel will naturally flow into those organizations that are also well-resourced but lack talent.

"So, it's going to be...East...?"

Waver was sweating profusely when he saw the monarchs gradually guessing that direction. "That's right! A place with a small population but with magical resources from several other worlds. That must be the 'Wandering Sea'!"

Weber was very politically conscious. The foundation of his rapid rise to the position of Dean was the funding from the East Union Association, so the Association must not be the object of suspicion, especially in front of so many magicians. Even if it was really done by the Association, it must be said that it was done by someone else.

Therefore, regardless of whether it succeeds or not, just pass the blame to another person who seems to be suitable.

"This... When did the Wandering Sea change its hidden operating principles?"

Some monarchs still have doubts.

Just when Weber was a little overwhelmed, the appearance of an unexpected figure interrupted his endless speculation.

"——Hey, so many people are here," Qin Xuan appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye, startling the leadership of the Clock Tower, "What's going on? I went to the Law and Politics Building and didn't see any of you?"

He had worked very hard to wipe out a billion Crowley Crazes in other places, and now only a few were left in Britain.

"I'm sorry," said the most senior Barthomello. "Because the Clock Tower suddenly suffered an unprecedented powerful attack, I was planning to lead them to temporarily retreat to the Spirit Tomb. Each of the enemies this time is more dangerous than the one in the London Incident three years ago. President Qin, please be careful..."

As Barthelmero was speaking, he suddenly got stuck and couldn't continue, because a giant black mud hand stretched out from Qin Xuan's side, and crushed the Cthulhu monster that had just caused a lot of mental pollution and seemed invincible to others, and sucked it into the dark pool formed by the black mud.

Then with a pop, all the black mud disappeared.

"Hmm--why don't you say anything?"

Qin Xuan turned his head to take a look, and dealt with another one. There should be a few more hiding somewhere else.

"..."

Bartham was speechless.

The world is changing a little fast.

When the atmosphere became awkward, a sound of air flow was heard.

"—"

This time, Barthelmero and the others didn't even have time to say "be careful" before they saw a dark-colored death sickle suddenly appear and swing. The strong wind brought by the short swing even tore the earth apart and washed away entire rows of houses. It was the dangerous individual with angel wings on his waist!