Otherwise, you can find another savior.

Morgan commanded loudly.

With her words, Storm Border used the hole that the One God tore in the wall of human reason to find a possible path for the imaginary number to navigate.

In the blink of an eye, the enormous ship disappeared into the skies near Antarctica.

"Then, we will also—"

After confirming that the warship had begun its imaginary submersion, the One God Morgan used the method of "single manifestation" to invade the inner side of the Wall of Humanity.

“From this moment on, we have become true invaders of pan-human history,” Morgan said to Shiomi.

“I do not intend to endorse Marisbury’s human rights guarantee, and I have an obligation to correct this error. As a god, and even more so as a human being.”

Shiomi answered calmly.

"Not 'I,' but 'we,' right?"

"Yes, it's us."

Shiomi agreed with Morgan's statement.

Chapter 1 The Road to the Observatory (1)

Having spent four or five years at the Chaldea Observatory, Shiomi's most profound impression of Antarctica is the constant snow and wind.

There are very few sunny days with no clouds in the sky.

Such blizzards, almost impossible to stand in, are becoming all too common.

Standing on a relatively flat area at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, the One God Morgan ignored the raging blizzards of Antarctica and gazed at the sky above the outer edge of the snow-capped mountain.

A short while later, Storm Border, having completed its imaginary voyage, surfaced from the sea of ​​imaginary numbers and returned to the real world.

"Confirmed return to real space, began scanning the surrounding environment, confirmed to be Antarctica, approximately 200 kilometers from the Chaldea site."

Communication from the Storm Border is transmitted here via a communicator.

"200 kilometers?"

Morgan turned around and looked at the mountain road that was obscured by the wind and snow and seemed to have no end.

Chaldea is located on a snow-capped mountain at the extreme point.

This path is like a smooth road for the One God.

This severe weather did not pose any obstacle to navigation in Storm Border.

The premise is that this section of the road is only affected by bad weather and treacherous terrain.

“Maintain a low speed, using our current route as a guide,” Morgan suggested. “Approach the ancient Chaldean site slowly, avoiding any—”

Before the words were finished, a loud bang came from the mountaintop.

The avalanche, with its earth-shattering force, cascaded down from the mountaintop.

Standing before such an avalanche, humans appear incredibly small, like an ant that could be swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

Even a small team of hundreds of magicians would be terrified by it.

Without sufficient prior preparation and the ability to adapt to changing circumstances, only elites at the level of color rank or above would likely survive.

The premise is that the one standing there is just a human being.

The avalanche sliding down the hillside, like a river that had encountered a huge reef and could only flow around on both sides, was cut in half by the figure of the One God.

Just like the miracle of Moses parting the sea.

"Avalanches... it's hard to say whether they are natural phenomena or intentional."

Morgan chuckled, ignoring the avalanche, and slowly ascended along the foot of the mountain.

"Well, what do you think? The Wall of Humanity failed to stop us; instead, a loophole appeared, allowing us to enter this place. As the Chaldea, which maintains this region of human history, it would be utterly incompetent to fail to observe this situation," Shiomi thought.

“Just what I expected.” Morgan said, brushing the snow off his clothes as he walked.

Back in Orkney, you needed to wear a hood to keep warm when you went out in winter, but now you don't need to at all.

Morgan was slightly disappointed that he couldn't feel any awe for the harsh environment.

However, it's just a pity that it lacks fun.

“Speaking of which, why can’t the Wall of Humanity stop us… no, to be precise, it can’t determine whether it should stop us or not,” Shiomi said. “I am a god born for humanity. Although I appear in human form, this transformation process was a fact that was determined long ago.”

"In this respect, my husband and the 'Alien God' have something in common," Morgan joked with a smile.

She was referring to Chaldea.

That true "alien god".

"Not necessarily the same. Chaldea is the work of Animusphia, while I—"

“It’s all thanks to the mercy of Goddess Nuwa,” Morgan said with a hint of helplessness. “My husband is quite proud of himself for being a god these days.”

"Don't you feel happy, my wife? Because you are immersed in my power, your status as a fairy has been elevated to the level of a god." Shiomi teased with a smile.

If we ignore the harsh environment and the tense atmosphere on the bridge on the other end of the communicator...

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they treated this time of day like a picnic.

"I'm happy as I am," Morgan said, making no attempt to hide his feelings. "The problem is—"

“To the wall of human reason, I am something that can be passed through, but my wife is something that cannot be passed through,” Shiomi said.

“I’m innocent too,” Morgan quipped.

Shiomi was speechless for a moment: "Uh... Anyway, it has nothing to do with guilt or guilt... The problem with becoming a unified god is that our existence is difficult to define in terms of human reason, and the concept of boundaries is blurred."

"In other words, it's a vulnerability program?" Morgan suddenly thought of an adjective.

“My wife, your way of describing this is nothing like a magician’s,” Shio laughed. “But it does explain things. In short, it’s through this kind of loophole that we were able to bring everyone into Antarctica before the boundaries were clearly defined.”

"In short, my husband solved the problem based on intuition. If he fails, we'll just be left to die on the blank surface of this planet," Morgan continued to tease Shiomi.

"Not necessarily." tide Jian said with considerable confidence, "If I can't even overcome this obstacle, then it means I'm not qualified at all, and my trial is far from over."

“My husband is so serious, it makes me seem less serious,” Morgan said, understanding the implication, his tone relaxed.

“This has always been my wish,” Shiomi said quietly. “If I can’t even relax when I’m with you, then I might really be at my limit.”

Morgan felt a pang in the softest part of her heart; she longed to untie the sash and embrace Shio for a while.

Unfortunately, I no longer have that kind of free time.

“I can’t judge whether my husband has reached the end, but this walk has come to an end.” Morgan looked up.

After the avalanche, the foothills, still covered in snow and wind, were filled with a dense swarm of black dog hunters.

“Ivan the Terrible’s Noble Phantasm? No…” Shiomi sneered, “Is it a watchdog created by imitating Ivan the Terrible’s Noble Phantasm?”

"After all, Chaldea was the mastermind behind the destruction of Earth and the selection of the seven Lostbelts. The Celestial Sphere that protects humanity couldn't possibly be unaware of the Lostbelts' situation," Morgan said. "Moreover, the Russian Lostbelt was the vanguard responsible for invading Chaldea."

“Or perhaps, it’s something that was reproduced after extracting the data of those hunters from that time,” Shiomi thought.

But in any case, each of these black dog hunters is equivalent to a low-level servant.

If it were before, under the leadership of the alien apostles, they would indeed have had difficulty escaping the siege.

"Times have changed—"

Morgan raised his hand, and from the still-raging avalanche behind him, several frost dragons emerged, roaring as they flew towards the mountaintop and attacked the black dog hunters.

"If you still think that these things can hold you back, you are underestimating us."

Shiomi agreed.

Chapter Two: The Road to the Observatory (2)

Upon seeing the figure of the One God and Storm Border flying in the sky behind them, the Black Dog Hunters immediately chose to fire at Morgan on the foot of the mountain.

Countless bullets pierced through the wind and snow, their speed slowing uncontrollably as they approached Morgan.

Morgan didn't even look at them; with a slight raise of his eyebrow, the bullets returned to their original path, piercing the torsos and heads of the Black Dog Hunters.

More Black Hound Hunters were pounced on by the giant dragon formed from ice and snow before Morgan could get within firing range. They rolled down the mountain, looking from a distance like countless sesame seeds scattered on the snow. After rolling a few times, they disappeared.

At this rate, even if they reach the observatory at the top of the mountain, no amount of Black Dog Hunters can stop the advance of New Chaldea.

However, Morgan and Shiomi did not let their guard down.

Undoubtedly, these watchdogs are just an appetizer, a test of the intruders' strength. Only when it is clear that even such a large number of Black Dog Hunters cannot stop them will further countermeasures be taken.

This is the unblemished region of pan-human history, territory that Chaldea can reach.

It's not hard to imagine what kind of trouble an invasion of aliens that doesn't belong to pan-human history would bring.

The sacred sword and the demon sword unleashed their power, and magical energy surged down the mountain, heading straight for Morgan's location.

“This is…” Morgan was slightly surprised.

“‘The Sword of Victory’ and ‘Rebellion Against My Magnificent Father’.” Shiomi recognized the source of the flowing magic. “Is it Gawain and Mordred?”

As soon as the impact of the Noble Phantasm ended, Gawain and Mordred landed heavily in front of them, raising their swords to strike.

“A follower? No, this is—” Morgan raised his hand, his outstretched defense blocking the two’s attacks.

However, she noticed that the two knights were acting strangely.

“Berserk mode…” Shiomi noticed as well. “No, this is the Shadow of the Spirit Origin!”

The technology known as the Shadow of the Spirit Origin was gradually developed by the five Chaldea during the burning of human reason.

Using the recorded data as a catalyst, Servants with whom you have a past relationship can briefly reappear in the world to assist Chaldea's Master in battle.

It is a very limited means of combat.

Servants have no independent will; they only obey orders to fight, and cannot maintain this for long periods.

Because compared to the actual combat power possessed by Chaldea, the supplementary combat power that this technology could provide was somewhat of a waste, and in the end, it could only be shelved and not used.

“Instead of directly summoning Servants to the present world, we will activate previously abandoned technologies…” Morgan smiled knowingly.

The answer couldn't be more obvious.

If Servants are directly summoned to the present world, allowing these Servants with independent consciousness to fight against New Chaldea, it will inevitably backfire and further expand Chaldea's fighting power.

Therefore, after calculation, Chaldea chose to use the technology of the Spirit Origin Shadow to summon a limited Servant.

The only slight difference is that the original Spirit Origin Shadow required the Master to provide magical energy, but now the magical energy is directly converted by Chaldea's power system.

“It will last longer,” Shiomi said.

Then, more Servants rushed out from the chaos at the top of the mountain, and many of them, who were able to fly, headed straight for StormBorder, launching a near-suicidal attack.

Following Mordred and Gawain, swarms of followers surrounded and attacked the One God.

Surrounded, Morgan dodged an attack from a Servant, turned and took flight, leaping out of their encirclement.

"It's in the way."

She raised her hand and unleashed a Noble Phantasm, striking the Servants in the encirclement.

The hillside they were standing on suddenly collapsed, making it impossible for the Servants to stand any longer.

Unfortunately, being a Servant, its reaction was far beyond that of a human. While withstanding the explosion, it immediately jumped to a more secure location.

"How is Storm Border?" Morgan asked, taking advantage of a lull in the fighting to check on the ship's condition.

“Melsen and Bagst have already gone to the deck to meet the enemy, and Scáthach and Artoria are on their way to the deck,” Sion answered Morgan’s question. “Now Storm Border is preparing to activate the Spirit Vein Blocking Armament, so be careful to avoid them.”

“No need. Have Skadi prepare to fire directly. We will take care of luring the Servants into the range of our firepower,” Morgan said.

Although the weaponry that blocks the spiritual veins is incredibly powerful, it is not so easy to completely destroy the mountain structure of the Antarctic Plateau.

At least continuous, targeted bombing is required.

The widespread attack was not enough to threaten the mountain range where the observatory is located.

Otherwise, Chaldea wouldn't have chosen this location when it was founded.

"This is truly reckless," Sion remarked. "But since the gods have said so, we will trust your judgment."

After the communication was suspended again, the equipment on Storm Border began to activate.

"Then we can't waste time."

As Morgan spoke, the magical energy surrounding him intensified further.

By demonstrating their danger in this way, they force those shadowy followers who lack independent will to prioritize the One God, who is slowly moving up the mountainside, as their primary target.