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It was as if he suddenly fell asleep.

When I wake up, I feel light and comfortable all over my body, as if I have escaped the shackles of the world, so relaxed.

After opening his eyes, he found that the scenery in front of him had already changed.

...where is this?

Fujimaru looked at the city gate lit by faint blue lights, his eyes widened, and he was extremely shocked.

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He still clearly remembered that he was looking for the Destiny Clay Tablet in Kutha City, but when the mist gathered, bringing a brief haze, he had arrived in a completely unfamiliar area!

The sky was completely dark, and the coldness of the night invaded Fujimaru's body, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

What was frightening was not only the confusion about where he was, but what was even more deadly - he was now empty-handed!

Whether it was the communication bracelet with Chaldea or the third magic ritual, they all disappeared!

The long-lost fear once again enveloped Fujimaru. He took a deep breath, but even his breath was covered in white frost.

"Don't sit still and wait for death when things happen..." Muttering to himself, the young man focused his attention on the front again and forced himself to take steps.

Standing directly in front is a towering gatehouse with ancient Sumerian characters imprinted on it. The cold light is flowing and it is very mysterious.

Without the support of Chaldea, Fujimaru could not read the words on the gatehouse, but this did not affect his courage to step inside.

Wow…

The Netherworld River flows quietly. There are no stars in the night sky here. However, the lights of countless souls in the river shine like the Milky Way reflected on the ground, carrying stars one after another towards the depths of the capital.

"Naihe... Qiao?"

Before crossing this mysterious moat, Fujimaru saw the stone tablet erected at the head of the bridge. The words on it were completely different from those on the gate tower. They were engraved in Chinese characters with flying dragons and phoenixes.

Fujimaru clearly remembers the Naihe Bridge. This is the building of the underworld in Chinese mythology. When the dead ghosts cross this bridge, all their memories will be washed away and reincarnated.

"But am I not in Mesopotamia?" Fujimaru looked at the stone tablet of Naihe Bridge, puzzled, "How come there are traces of China?"

It would be great if he could contact Chaldea at this time.

Fujimaru sighed secretly in his heart. He looked past the stone monument and landed on the Naihe Bridge, his expression hesitant.

The question now is, should I walk on this bridge?

If you don't cross the bridge, you won't be able to enter the city, but once you cross the bridge, according to legend... you will forget all your memories.

That's not possible, the burned human beings are still waiting for him to save them!

Fujimaru was suddenly in a dilemma, but soon his face turned pale.

Woo woo woo...

The gloomy wind gusts, like weeping and complaining.

At some point, two more translucent souls appeared on the bridge, floating straight towards him!

Is it the Garula spirit in Sumerian mythology, or the ghosts and black and white in Chinese mythology?

Without his schoolmate Mashu, Fujimaru could only spend time in Chaldea's reference room, voraciously replenishing knowledge, and thus learned a lot about mythological classics from all over the world.

But now he wishes he didn't know these things at all!

Almost instinctively, he wanted to run away, but his reason told him that he should not act rashly.

You can't escape, there's no point running.

Can he, an ordinary person who has lost his ceremonial clothes and has no power to bind a chicken, still be able to escape in someone else's world?

Instead of running around here and irritating the creatures here, it is better to let nature take its course and wait for the opportunity to act.

And he is not completely incapable of resistance...

Until these two ghosts floated in front of him, Fujimaru just tensed his body and placed his hands on the two bright red command spells, calmly and restrained.

Then, I saw the wooden sign raised by the two of them. The fonts on it were as unrestrained and unrestrained as the stone tablet of Naihe Bridge.

"There's no time to explain..." Fujimaru's mouth twitched as he read word for word, "Get in the car quickly?"

Carved beams and painted buildings, bright and distant.

Without passing through the Naihe Bridge, Fujimaru boarded the ferry boat on the River Styx under the guidance of two Garula spirits and walked silently along the edge of the capital.

Inevitably, the sight of this mysterious capital came into view, making Fujimaru unable to conceal his amazement.

It is really unimaginable that such a magnificent scene is hidden in the painful hell. Although the people walking through the streets and alleys are not human beings, the scene of translucent souls lining up and passing by is also a sight. Another kind of prosperity.

"It's so beautiful..."

Fujimaru murmured, but soon a cold and majestic voice refuted him.

"This is not a good thing. The more lively the underworld is, the more dangerous the world is."

At some point, there was an extra person on the ferry boat.

Her long blond hair, fair and delicate complexion, and smart eyes seem to have some kind of strange attraction. After looking at her for a long time, people can't help but feel awe and affection.

Wearing a black and gold robe and a familiar crown on his head, Fujimaru couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Standing up subconsciously, my hair stood on end.

"Have you finally found me?"

The beautiful goddess nodded slightly: "Hello, Fujimaru Ritsuka."

"Who are you……"

Fujimaru was stunned: "Ishtar?"

For a moment, the young man seemed to see the goddess stagger and lower her head, and her eyes were filled with shame and anger that made her want to kill someone... But when she raised her head, she still had that dignified look.

"I'm not the kind of goddess who is wanton and shameless."

"Yeah, that's right." Fujimaru laughed dryly, "Then, how do you know me?"

"You've seen me, so I've seen you."

Like a truly mysterious and worshipful god, the goddess said calmly: "When you set foot in Kusa City, no, it should be said that you came to the world of Mesopotamia, or even earlier, your news flowed along the Styx and finally reached me."

"..." This was too high-profile, Fujimaru didn't dare to respond, he looked around and changed the subject: "I Where is it?"

"Haven't you already guessed it?" said the goddess, "This is the underworld of Mesopotamia."

"Then, you are——"

"It doesn't matter who I am." The mistress who controls the underworld turned around, leaving only Fujimaru's graceful back, "But, what you are looking for is in my hands."

"You mean the Destiny Tablet?" Fujimaru was startled, but soon calmed down, "Excuse me, what should I pay?"

He didn't think that in such a tense situation, a goddess would give such a precious treasure to humans for free.

Hearing this, the goddess turned her head and looked at him approvingly: "A wise choice, I don't ask much, I just have a few questions to ask."

"Questions?"

"Yes, as long as you answer them, I will give you some small things. "The goddess turned her head, and the Styx filled with spiritual light passed in front of her, and her face became more beautiful in the warm light.

"Okay..." Fujimaru took a deep breath, "Ask."

Unexpectedly, the goddess did not make things difficult for him, but just casually asked a few questions about his experiences and feelings along the way, and Fujimaru answered them seriously one by one.

"Then, the last question." Just when Fujimaru was slightly relieved, the words of the goddess of the underworld made him tense again.     "Please speak."

"How did your third magic ceremonial outfit become like this?"

"...You even know this." Fujimaru laughed helplessly, "You are worthy of being the supreme goddess of the underworld."

"Of course." The goddess seemed to be expressionless, but in fact she raised her chin with some pride, with a hint of playfulness in her nobility.

"Well, this is not something worth keeping secret." Fujimaru sorted out his thoughts and told about the third magic ceremonial outfit.

At the beginning, Shuoyue gave Fujimaru not only the ceremonial outfit, but also a few blank class cards.

He originally intended to let the people of Chaldea engrave some magic on it so that Fujimaru would have basic self-protection capabilities.

But the question is, what is Chaldea?

Being able to design two black technologies, Shiba and spirit transfer, and having the ‘all-powerful man’ Da Vinci in charge, all the technicians fully exerted their subjective initiative when facing the safety of Fujimaru, and various opinions that made the doctor's blood pressure soar emerged one after another.

In the end, this group of technical guys extended their black hands to the weak, pitiful and helpless servants.

Since the origin of the third method and the summoning of heroic spirits is the same, why not let the class card absorb the power of the heroic spirit directly?

The proposal from the all-powerful man was unanimously agreed by the Chaldea Technical Room.

In this way, by accident, the class card once again carried the power of heroic spirits of different classes, becoming an important helper in Fujimaru's journey.

"So that's it..." After listening to Fujimaru's story, the goddess stroked her chin and whispered to herself, "It's almost the same as he guessed."

"Him?"

"Yeah, nothing." The goddess shook her head and returned to her dignified appearance, "Well, keep it, Fujimaru, this is what you want."

As she said, the goddess reached out and took out a clay tablet from her wide sleeves and handed it to Fujimaru.

"This is the Destiny Clay Tablet..." Fujimaru did not dare to neglect it. He took the treasure with both hands. His expression suddenly froze, and he took out a card from under the clay tablet.

The bright light lit up his pupils.

"This, this is...!"

"It's a trivial gift." The goddess looked at Fujimaru's shocked expression and chuckled, "Just consider it as a thank you for telling me a story."

Swish...

The sound of running water beside him suddenly became louder. Fujimaru came back to his senses from his trance, but fell into greater astonishment!

At some point, the Styx seemed to be bent by a giant, flowing upstream at a 90-degree angle. Looking around, it actually penetrated the dark dome!

And the boat they were riding on also seemed to lose gravity and sailed up along the Styx!

"Time is limited, so I won't keep you for milk tea." The goddess covered her mouth and smiled very ladylike. It can be seen that she was very satisfied with Fujimaru's expression at the moment. "The card given to you has unimaginable power when it is used for the first time, but it will return to normal when the power is exhausted, so use it with caution, and..."

The sound of the Styx surging became louder and louder. In the blur, Fujimaru heard the last words of the goddess.

"Also, they are also poor people, treat them well..."

They, who?

Fujimaru thought in a daze, and only felt that he was flying again, returning to the direction of the call.

When he reacted, he had returned to Kusa City, holding the most important treasure in his hand.

In the distance, a roaring sound like a drum was deafening.

What happened? !

Fujimaru looked towards the source of the sound. Countless bright lights rose and dissipated, and there was a faint roar, with endless pain and anger.

But what was clearer was the wild laughter, the wild laughter that he could not forget!

"Hahahaha... is that all?" the voice said mockingly, "Since it's already this bad, let's change it! Whether it's from the underworld or the sun, they're all excellent containers!"

"You... bastards!" The roar revealed a strong sense of familiarity, which made Fujimaru frown and turn around.

"Miss Gauguin, you..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

The female servant following him in his memory had disappeared. Fujimaru lowered his head and found that his torch had been trampled to pieces!

It was like some kind of bad omen.

The mysterious woman who called herself Gauguin, the unforgettable laughter in the distance, and the goddess's meaningful reminder...

"I'm scared to death, Fujimaru, what's wrong with you!" The doctor's kind and anxious voice sounded again, "Chaldea's communication was completely interrupted just now, and your life response has also disappeared!"

"It's okay, doctor" Fujimaru came back to his senses, first put the Destiny Tablet carefully away, then paused and took out a glittering card from his pocket.

"New class card?" A curious voice came into the communication. Needless to say, it was Da Vinci, the technical director of Chaldea. "Fujimaru, I don't remember how many blank class cards there were?"

"The goddess of the underworld gave them to me." Fujimaru did not hide it.

"What——!" The doctor and the profiteer said in unison. No wonder they were so shocked. This is Chaldea's exclusive technology!

How could the goddess of the underworld in the singularity have such a card!

"Fujimaru, what's going on?"

"Of course I'm curious, but now is not the time to worry about this." The boy put away the unknown class card, skillfully manifested the mechanical armor and the round table shield, and started running, "Miss Gauguin might be in danger."

"So what are you going to do?" The doctor looked at Fujimaru's actions, grinned, and had a bad premonition.

As expected, he heard Fujimaru's decisive voice:

"Save people!"

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Boom!

Countless black lights fell down like claws, and most of them were bounced off by the wings that seemed to be cast in gold. They fell to the ground and exploded, raising countless dazzling red clouds.

Under such power, the defensive golden wings were not much better. Countless feathers broke and fell off, and lost their divine light in mid-air, and were swallowed up by the waves of fire. But then the black light broke through the air and fell on their heads like a rainstorm.

Above the night sky, Baal Rahmu held his claws in front of his chest, sneered and drove the energy attack, not hiding their cruelty and tyranny.

They wanted to use this method to grind this disobedient prop to death bit by bit!

The enemy at the level of the main god was terrible enough, not to mention that these two monsters were crazy enough. Even though Gorgon was the goddess of magic beasts in the alliance of the three goddesses, she could only let go in this ruthless bombing.

The divine power was almost exhausted... Enduring the severe pain of the wings about to break, Gorgon's mouth was bleeding and his face was gloomy.

She knew that she was heading towards a slow death, but she had no way out. The gap in strength was like a natural barrier, blocking all her hopes of survival!

Is this the end?

Gorgon's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help but sneer.

"In the end, I was still killed by these bastards."

What a shame, this destined tragedy.

Just as she closed her eyes, unwillingly and lonely to welcome death, the endless bombing suddenly stopped.

Then, she heard the clear voice of the young man:

"Ms. Gorgon, I'm here to save you!"