Multiverse Anime: A Journey Through Worlds Starting as the Supreme Being

Xixiang chuckled, took a step forward, and disappeared from the outer door.

When Saigo appeared again, he returned to the lower level of the Little Garden.

"Hey Momonga, did you have fun in the Little Garden?"

Xixiang looked at the skeleton in front of him who was suddenly startled by his appearance, and he laughed heartily and said hello.

He doesn't look like a lofty god at all, but more like a gentle, kind, and emotional human being.

Chapter 92 Nangong Nayue’s feeble resistance and Fei Shou’s friendship

(It’s almost finished. Genshin Impact is not going to be written anymore. Compared to writing about Genshin Impact in a comprehensive comic, it would be better to just write about Genshin Impact. Of course, there is too little information and it’s easy to backstab.)

"Momonaka, how are you? Are you having fun in this small garden?"

Momonga was startled by the sudden appearance of Saigo. His skeleton body had its mouth wide open, showing a frightened expression.

Obviously he just looks like a skeleton, but he still shows such emotions and emotions.

After seeing Xixiang, Momonga patted the chest of his gorgeous mage robe and complained: "...Zarath, you almost scared me to death."

Seeing this, Saigo laughed loudly and said: "...You are still so timid, Momonga."

Momonga said nonchalantly: "...There's nothing wrong with being timid. This way you can live longer."

"Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you, Zaratul, for your advice, which allows me to continue to retain human emotions."

"Otherwise, I may not care about my own life after becoming an undead creature. This is not in line with my philosophy of life."

Xixiang heard this and joked: "...Indeed, your philosophy of life is to be cautious, and you like to battle wits with the air."

Momonga looked at Xixiang carefully for a long time with his skeletal frame. Xixiang smiled and asked, "...What's wrong, Momonga?"

"No, it's nothing." Momonga shook his head and said, "...I just feel that you now have the same feeling as when we first met."

"You know, after we were transported to another world together, you changed so much that I didn't even recognize you."

Xixiang smiled and said nothing. He didn't have much explanation, because at that time Xixiang was being affected by divinity and gradually lost his humanity.

But now he has regained his humanity, so in Momonga's view, the current Saigo looks like the one he first met.

"You haven't answered my question yet, how is the little garden?"

Saigo turned the topic back to the original question.

Momonga said helplessly: "...This place is not good at all, it is really too dangerous."

"Especially since you brought me here so that I don't know anything, and I have to fight those powerful enemies right from the start."

"And there are so many powerful people in this small garden. I almost lost my heartbeat of 840 even though I clearly have no heart. Do you know how scared I was at that time?"

Seeing Momonga's appearance, Saigo couldn't help laughing again.

Indeed, for a person like Momonga who is accustomed to obtaining intelligence from both sides and then making plans before taking action, emergencies like this are not his area of ​​expertise.

In addition, Momonga was once just an ordinary working-class person. Although his mentality has changed after a period of experience, there is still a certain gap between him and those truly strong people.

So it's understandable that he would be frightened when faced with this sudden war.

"But this place is very beautiful and spectacular. It is much bigger than the other world we are in. It is completely beyond my imagination."

"If the different world we live in is like a fantasy novel, then I can't even describe the magnificence and vastness of this world."

Momonga let out an exclamation of surprise.

Xixiang and Momonga just walked on this deserted grassland. Xixiang asked him with a smile: "...Then if I let you leave that other world and settle in this small garden, would you like it?"

Momonga shook his head quickly: "...Let's forget it. It's really too dangerous here. I'm really scared."

Seeing Momonga's fearful expression, Saigo smiled slyly and said, "...Unfortunately, you have no room to refuse. Even if you want to refuse, it's already too late."

"When you agreed to carry that aging spirit, you already became a member of Zoroastrianism."

"Of course, you have to make sacrifices for the development of the sect, and you can only make this contribution in the Little Garden."

"So, I will let you return to that other world temporarily, and you, the supreme supreme, will integrate the big tomb that belongs to us, and then bring the big tomb to the small garden."

"Although you are now the great devil of Zoroastrianism, I also allow you to re-establish a new community in your own name."

"The name of that new community is called the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick. What do you think?"

Momonga was stunned by Saigo's words, and he muttered: "...Why do I always feel like I've been tricked by you?"

"If you want to think so, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it, but I am not trying to trick you. After all, you agreed to this matter yourself." Xixiang said nonchalantly.

"Besides, compared to that other world, only Hakoniwa can bring you a more profound future, rather than a future where you can see the end."

"Don't you want to experience another fantastic, magnificent, manly adventure?"

Xixiang's words were soft and extremely seductive.

Momonga complained at this time: "...Look at how I still look like a man now?"

Xixiang looked up and down his skeleton-like body and laughed loudly: "...You are right, you don't look like a man at all now."

"But if you are willing, you can find your former body in this small garden."

Unexpectedly, Momonga shook his head vigorously: "... Let's forget it. This undead body is quite comfortable for me to use."

"I know myself very well. If I didn't have the basic skills of the undead, I would definitely be swallowed up by desire."

"Especially because this body doesn't feel any pain. Zaratul, you don't know. I'm actually afraid of injections. If I feel pain if I get hit by someone, I will definitely go crazy."

Xixiang praised: "...This is what I like most about you, because you are really self-aware and able to position yourself correctly, Momonga."

"Go ahead with this idea. The mentality of a strong person needs to be sharpened, and you have a lot of time to sharpen your heart."

"One day I believe you will become the person you want to be."

Momonga's skeleton opened its mouth and smiled: "...I'll lend you some good words, Zaratul!"

"But I have a question for you."

Xixiang made a gesture of invitation.

"I don't know much about this small garden. I just want to ask you, Zaratul, have you fulfilled your wish?"

Momonga said this, looking at Xixiang with expectation in his empty eyes.

"What identity are you asking me for, Momonga."

Xixiang's clear and soft voice spoke.

"Of course as your friend."

Momonga said firmly.

"Friend, it is such a nostalgic and beautiful word. Since you are asking me as a friend, I will answer you as a friend."

"I have fulfilled my wish and accomplished my goal."

Xixiang expressed his joy without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Momonga's skeleton laughed for a moment, and said with inner joy: "...That's great, Zaratul."

"Although I know that my contribution seems to be nothing, but you have achieved your goal, and as a friend, I feel that my contribution is worth it."

"Even if you brought me here, I was frightened, and you fought to the death, I have nothing to complain about."

Xixiang looked at Momonga's frightening figure and raised the corner of his mouth: "...As expected of our president, although you are a mascot, it is precisely because of your care for your friends that everyone is All support you.”

Momonga said distressedly: "...You finally said this word. Sure enough, in your eyes, I am a mascot."

"But if I can get your approval (babh) and everyone's approval, even if I'm just a mascot, I'm willing to do it."

He took a deep breath and said: "...Okay, Zaratul, send me back to that other world."

"I will reintegrate the Great Tomb according to your wishes, and then bring them to this world called Hakoden."

"As you said, there is no future in that other world. The fantasy journey called Momonga has not ended yet, but has just begun."

Seeing Momonga suddenly gain momentum, Saigo waved his hand, and Momonga, who was walking forward, disappeared into the small garden.

Xixiang stood there for a long time, his eyes following Momonga, watching him return to the world of World Tree and start arranging the 'future affairs' of that world.

Immediately, Xixiang took a step forward, and his figure disappeared on the plain.

When Saigo appeared again, he came to a city five digits outside of Hakoniwa. The entire city resembled the outside world and was technologically advanced, but most of the buildings in this city were Gothic.

And in this dark fantasy city, a girl wearing a black Lolita-style dress, holding a parasol in her hand, and looking as delicate as a doll was walking on the stone road.

Xixiang's figure appeared behind her, causing the doll-like girl to pause.

Nangong didn't look back that month. She just snorted arrogantly: "...Our sect master, you are really high-spirited now."

Xixiang didn't care about Nangong Nayue's strange aura. He took two steps forward and came to Nangong Nayue's side, and held her delicate and white hand.

Nangong used a little force that month and found that he couldn't break free, so he let Xixiang grab his hand.

She said sarcastically: "...Wasn't it fun to scare me before?"

Xixiang pretended not to know what she meant and asked: "...when did I scare you?"

Nangong Nayue snorted again: "...Stop pretending, the mother of the evil god I saw back then was actually you!"

"First, she frightened me as the mother of evil gods, and then she came to my world as the great devil and toyed with me."

"I still didn't understand your power in the past, but now I understand it a little bit. I'm afraid that for you at that time, you already knew all my fate and information."

Unlike Flying Squirrel, Nangong Nayue's strength was tempered by himself.

Because of this, she had a deeper understanding of Hakoba and guessed Saigo's true identity, the mother of the evil god who scared her in the Void Temple.

Thinking of being teased like this by Xixiang in the past without knowing anything, Nangong was naturally upset because of Nangong's arrogance that month.

But Nangong Nayue was not a willful little girl, and her anger came and went quickly, and her expression soon softened.

She stared at Xixiang and said softly: "...Although you have given me enough information, I still don't have much understanding of this small garden, let alone empathize with it."

"But I know that you must have faced the greatest danger before. I am satisfied to see you intact."

"You are worthy of being chosen by me, Nangong Nayue. No matter where you are, no matter who the enemy is, you can always win the final victory."

Xixiang squeezed her cold and delicate little hand hard and said with a smile: "...your words sound more like you are praising yourself."

"Of course, I am Nangong Nayue, the witch of the void." Nangong Nayue said a little coldly and proudly.

"Would you like to have some afternoon tea?"

Nangong Nayue, who was wearing a dress, looked at a shop on both sides of the road with her moist eyes and asked.

Xixiang didn't say anything, just held her hand and walked to the table in the shop to sit down.

Above the sky, the soft rays of the sun cast down, casting mottled shadows on Nangong Nayue's delicate and beautiful doll-like face.

Xixiang looked at her smile like this, as if he had returned to an afternoon in the bloodthirsty world. The two of them were sitting on the top floor of the high-end apartment belonging to Nangong Nayue, drinking afternoon tea and chatting together.

"With me, what are you distracted by?"

Seeing that Xixiang seemed to be thinking about something, Nangong Nayue said elegantly while holding a tea cup.

"I was just reminiscing about the past. We spent every afternoon like this for a long time."

Saigo said with a chuckle.

Nangong Nayue was a little surprised: "...you can still recall the past?"

"Is there anything wrong? Xiao Nayue, do you remember what we did before having afternoon tea in those afternoons?"

Xixiang suddenly blinked at Nangong Nayue, which made Nangong Nayue secretly say, "No," and felt a crisis.

Before Nangong Nayue could react, Xixiang Xixiang suddenly took her hand, and under Nangong Nayue's exclamation, he pulled her petite, doll-like body into his arms.

Seeing Xixiang's eyes falling on her pair of straight legs wearing black lace stockings, Nangong Nayue's face turned red and he spat: "...you devil, it really has something to do with lust, right?" !”

"Hey, wait a minute, this is in public, so many people are watching. What are you going to do?"

Nangong Nayue shouted in horror, hugging the sling around her shoulders tightly.

"It doesn't matter, they can't see us, little Nayue, don't you like this kind of excitement?"

"Asshole, I'm not an exhibitionist!"

Nangong resisted that month, but in front of Xixiang, her resistance was so delicate and weak.

Chapter 93: Let the Mother of Good and Evil Gods Return

The battle that swept through the upper and lower levels of the small garden was over, and everything returned to calm.