I am the savior, do you have any objection?

Homura Akemi wandered aimlessly through the streets like a lost soul.

But as she was wandering around, she suddenly noticed a dazzling purple beam of light shooting into the sky from the city center.

Then came a huge noise, as if the entire Mitakihara was mourning.

what is that?

Homura Akemi looked in that direction with a puzzled expression, but the next moment, real memories began to replace the illusory amnesia.

Her eyes fell there, in the center of the stage, Kerry raised his hand, and countless scriptures, which even she could not understand, surrounded him, and the entire universe was transformed by his power.

“World, I allow you to pray to me.”

"O spirits, I wish to redeem you."

"I define life not as something that is made to suffer."

"I define wisdom as something that is not meant to cause suffering."

Unlike the chanting that Kree used before understanding infinity, outside the planet, intricate patterns obscured the light of the sun, moon, and stars.

Go and observe the changes in Homura Akemi, and try to find out why things have evolved to this point.

He might even change into a school uniform to sneak into the school and then gradually get to know Xiaoyuan.

Is it really necessary to do that?

No need, because after understanding the basic situation, Kerry had no intention of continuing to perform on this stage. Having arrived here less than two hours ago, Kerry decided to end it all immediately.

The apostles of God, who had been pondering in the city, gathered in a daze and then erupted with violent energy fluctuations.

Mami Tomoe, Kyoko, and Bebe, like Sayaka Miki, may have the appearance of Madoka's former friends and may still carry the records of their past lives, but in essence, they are part of a higher level of existence, possessing a source of power connected to this world.

However, they were all captured and brought onto the stage. It was only because the demon plunged into the stage and destroyed its integrity that they gained some of their memories.

It was only after the stage was completely overturned that they were able to reconnect with their origins.

As the chanting began, the entire universe was controlled by that unfolding great will.

Just as this world was once corrupted by the will of evil.

Now a god is about to replace the already stained, black, rotten paper with a clean base.

The world has shattered.

"Hehehe! Hehehehe!"

A sharp, piercing laugh echoed from 500 billion light-years away in the observable universe.

It is Witch's Night, but it is not Witch's Night.

Because it wasn't a witch, but rather an aggregation of resentment that couldn't be redeemed by the demon's act of tearing apart the principle of the circle.

That was also the incubator's resentment. The incubator had developed emotions, but instead, it was seen as the resentment that fueled the universe's continued operation.

Those were boundless monsters, a curse born from this bizarre world.

A pathetic world that is only half complete, a world that is barely clinging to life.

A world trampled upon at will by demons.

Even without witches, there will be monsters; even without humans, we need Kyubey. This is not something that can be solved by a wish unrelated to entropy.

A person's boundless love can transcend all rules, tearing everything apart under the influence of the Soul Gem as a converter and the accumulation of cause and effect over time. A little girl with pink hair can gain the qualifications to become a god through the superposition of cause and effect.

What about the others? Are all the others who are repeatedly subjected to this without any emotion? Are all the other souls trampled upon by the witch just pieces of wood?

The Witch's Night, a stage of endless cycles, everything is just a metaphor; this is revenge born of resentment.

The revenge of countless unredeemed people against the demon who has monopolized a corner of God.

Compared to the boundless sea of ​​monsters, the endlessly spinning witches, and the immense karmic burdens of emotions, the world, the stage, and the former Silver Garden are but a tiny grain of sand.

"Have you made enough of a scene?"

"Can you please shut your mouth?"

But just as the enormous witch's boundless resentment was still mocking the actors who had overturned the stage, two voices, or rather two wills, simultaneously rang out beside this boundless and enormous being.

The purplish-black color collided with another chaotic, mixed color within the world, and the resulting aftershocks destroyed everything that surrounded it from the outside.

Those resentments are insignificant compared to power.

Meanwhile, in that universe, on Earth, were the starting points of two collisions.

Homura Akemi, her entire body shrouded in purplish-black, coldly stared at Krie on the other side.

"You noticed it, you noticed everything, so why did you destroy everything?"

His purple eyes were filled with an endless, chaotic rage.

"Didn't you notice? As long as I break open even a corner of this stage, the stage will continue! And to save all these things I've been toying with! All things outside the Silver Court! Xiaoyuan can't leave me! And as long as the stage continues, we can be together forever! Forever! Forever! Forever! Forever! Forever!"

I'll seal my memories away, allowing myself to fully enjoy it all. Once I kill the other me on stage, I can perfectly merge into this world, and then things will continue. Whether that fool wants to see a cycle of despair or something else, the fact that we're together will always exist! Instead of her leaving my sight again and again!

The hysterical demonic voice echoed throughout the universe, and even without the intervention of another force, its will alone would shatter neighboring worlds.

Her master's anger was rising. Yes, could any cognitive impairment really hinder Homura Akemi?

That's impossible. The only possibility is that she herself acknowledges it and doesn't want to remember it, probably just in case something goes wrong. Otherwise, she would have left the chat group.

The broken stage will attract the Law of Cycles, who hopes to save all witches, while demons will lurk on the stage, enjoying the process of dancing with the Law of Cycles on the stage.

Then, if the ideal of the circle is to redeem this stage, then that will be the opportunity for the devil to strike again.

But even a demon couldn't understand, couldn't comprehend why this person, whose mind was filled with the world in her memories, would see through everything yet overturn the stage.

What you want! Isn't saving the world? I'm just happy to enjoy it all! You think I won't kill you?

The deafening will continued to spread, and the half of this world that had been torn apart by the witch fit together perfectly with the rest of the world.

"If I pretend not to see, then who will save those people in this world who are toyed with at will, who will be able to be manipulated like toys because of your wishes, where the hedonists are perpetually enjoying themselves and the sufferers are perpetually suffering?"

Another equally grand and boundless voice suppressed the witch's howl.

"Hehehehe! Hehehehe! Hehehehe! Since you're so interesting! You could have just pretended not to see it, but you insist on disturbing my happiness. Then I'll kill these things right in front of you. What can you do about it? Do you think your pathetic power can defeat me?"

You're just as foolish as the incubator! Your power probably comes from your obsession too!

Let me see how long your insignificant obsession with saving the world can last before my love!

Incomprehensible, utterly unreasonable.

Homura Akemi's anger was just like when she chased Rick—no! It was far greater than that time!

However, upon hearing her words, Kerry in front of him neither opened the mall as usual when he couldn't win, nor did he make any other moves. He simply continued to let his domineering thoughts flow out.

"Is that so? Obsession? Maybe I really don't know how to beat you, but I really don't know how to lose."

Chapter 565 Flame is currently committing a crime

An outward-flowing obsession, endless love transforms into a chaotic vortex.

This is the strongest driving force in all idealistic works and power systems.

The motivation that could drive a middle school student through hundreds of reincarnations made her absolutely selfish, never caring about her parents, her former classmates from church school, or how other friends she made and other people in the world were doing.

And it is precisely in this respect that Homura Akemi has never had a match in the face of endless love.

The world, God, the incubator, and the laws of the universe have all been torn apart by her completely unreasonable power.

She didn't believe that the person in front of her, who also used his inner strength to motivate himself, could stand against her.

However, reality often exceeds her expectations.

A demon soul crystal formed from the Soul Gem appeared in Homura Akemi's hand, serving as proof that she had unleashed everything.

However, when the chaotic torrent met that purplish-black domineering thought, the result was a state of evenly matched strength.

A force of equal strength capable of destroying countless universes.

Power can no longer be measured by the extent of destruction, because that would be infinite anyway.

Two infinite forces split the world apart, each transforming it into whatever it desired, fierce as two primal beasts vying for control of this shattered world.

However, Homura Akemi did not win.

She even felt that if she didn't recall those moments with Xiaoyuan for even a moment, transforming them into that countless, dark power, she would be defeated and die.

No matter how wide your eyes get, no matter how fierce your expression is, it won't make a difference.

Even wielding those demonic claws that can tear the world apart out of thin air is futile.

The domineering aura emanating from her was actually comparable to hers.

The two sides have different power systems and different emotional conversion rates, but neither is large enough to determine the outcome.

Just as Homura Akemi said at the beginning, it was all about obsession, a kind of persistence that is hard for ordinary people to understand or imagine.

But the truth is not that a mere instant is enough to measure the time, as initially thought; it is a time long enough to make a demon anxious.

As time went on, Homura Akemi's expression became increasingly distorted, and she even began to think that she wanted to see Madoka and didn't want to fight here at all.

The unease and hatred amplified their power, but the situation remained deadlocked.

How could that be? How could someone else's obsession compare to yours?

How could he possess such power?

How could Kerry, that insignificant being who once existed in his dreams, with his pathetic desire to save the world, possibly be weighed on the same scale as his love?!

It's incomprehensible, unacceptable, and unimaginable why anyone would be so fixated on something like that, just as Kerry couldn't understand why she was so fixated on Madoka Kaname, with whom she had only spent a month.

At this moment, they are both completely open-minded. They only need to absorb a little of the other's power, or even just have the thought of understanding the other's thoughts, to know everything about the other's inner world in an instant.

But neither of them did that, because for Kerry, a person's presence or absence was insignificant to the world, and for Homura Akemi, the world had no meaning whatsoever except for that person.

Both sides despise each other's ideas. Although they may respect each other when they are not in a conflict, their two extreme forms of "selfishness" are constantly rising when they are in a conflict.

"How's it going? Do you think you can possibly defeat me? Are you getting anxious?"

Unlike Homura Akemi, who was becoming increasingly impatient, Kerry was still interested in talking to her.

"Hehehe! Aren't you in a hurry? There are so many people from all over the world waiting for you, aren't there?"

Although Homura Akemi was in a hurry, she still took the time to mock Kerry. Kerry had once briefly appeared in her dream, and she knew everything he said and did in it.

She didn't think Kerry would be in no hurry.

But an unexpected answer came.

"Of course I'm in a hurry, so the opportunity I've been waiting for is about to appear."

Kerry's tone even carried a hint of amusement, which made Homura Akemi frown.

A chance to win? Could it be that Kerry contacted that alpaca guy beforehand? But this is her stage, this is where she originally belonged...

Wait, this is the world she originally came from.

Suddenly, Homura Akemi thought of something and clenched her teeth in disbelief.

Could it be...?!

In the desolate cosmic frontier where the two clashed, the cosmic truth, dressed in white and with pink hair, shimmered with holy pupils that had turned to pure gold, her face filled with a complex mix of compassion and heartache.

His record as a human was once dragged down by the demons, allowing him to be reunited with Homura Akemi as a human again, until his recent return.

Human emotions at that time would not affect the continued operation of the universe's rules, but they were enough to evoke pity from the god who was born out of good intentions.

"Flame Sauce..."

The sound pierced through the stalemate between Kerry and Homura Akemi, reaching their very hearts.

Upon hearing this sound, Kerry began to laugh, an uncontrollable laugh.

"The Law of Circles! Feel the world I control! I can save all witches, even the demons before us. Lend me your power, unleash your true nature, and let us become one!"

What the heck?!

Homura Akemi's expression darkened as she sensed the approaching presence, and she nearly shattered upon feeling the immense will emanating from Kree.

Even the power itself became disordered and almost couldn't be maintained!

You bastard! What are you saying?!

Unity? Xiaoyuan would never agree to that!