Come to Infinity, Sacrifice to Me

She heard some inexplicable attitudes from Cu Chulainn's tone. The man who saved Chaldea at a critical moment may not be on the side of humanity and able to fight side by side with them as they imagined. partner.

"...The spiritual planes you call, since they have broken free from the shackles of pan-human history, theoretically, as parallel worlds, they should not cause such a level of destruction to human nature, so why?"

"Didn't you notice?" Ku Chulin leaned on the inner wall of the spaceship next to him with a slightly flat expression, and shook the right hand holding the magic gun, "We are real creatures now, not the quantum records of heroic spirits. The information they carry is not the kind of magical familiar who is endowed with personality information like a Servant, but a life that truly walks on the earth alive."

Da Vinci's pupils shrank, and disbelief appeared in his eyes for the first time, "This is impossible! The essence of the Heroic Seat is even far above the restraining power of a planet! How is it possible..."

This kind of news is too scary, if it is just Cu Chulainn who is special, it will be fine, but since he mentioned this aspect, it is obvious that such terrifying strange things must have happened to the heroic spirits who can fight on this battlefield. Change.

This situation is really terrible!

Because Da Vinci knew very well that the heroes who lived in the world were not the same as the heroic spirits who had died long ago and could only be summoned in the form of servants!

Because only living beings can create history and guide the future, and the dead, no matter how magnificent they were in life, their time has already stopped, and they are just a residue of pan-human history.

This is also the consensus of many servants who have been summoned to different eras, and most of them have little interest in the real world. As a part of human reason, most heroic spirits are willing to restore people to Chaldea as long as their personalities are not too extreme. Provide a force for rational work.

But if the present is not a dead heroic spirit, but a living creator of history, things will be a big deal!

Only living beings can create history and continue humanism. In other words, any living creature has the right to lead humanity forward. In this way, Chaldea’s righteousness to restore humanism has completely lost its meaning to them. .

"It's really a terrible situation!" Da Vinci asked with a strange expression on his face, half serious and half joking, "Children of Light, do you think pan-human history will continue to develop until the 21st century?" Is that the case?"

"I haven't lived to that era, how do I know?"

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Nebula M78

ps: Thank you for the 26 monthly ticket blade reward yesterday, a total of 0.3 chapters, and now I owe 14 chapters.

Well, there are a lot of chapters owed, so that’s all for the rewards, I’ll find a way to pay off the owed updates first.

Chapter 36: Communication between Time and Space; The Obsession of the Dragon Witch

On the outside of the world, the kingdom that accepts the dead and the souls of the dead is a nether land dominated by a certain Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows.

Regaining his fighting spirit, as the queen of this shadowed country, Scathach often stands on top of this castle outside of training and fighting time, looking around with those deep eyes.

Her servants believe that she is peeking into the future with the wisdom of the demon realm, and that the myriad phenomena of the world must never be hidden in those deep eyes that can see through the past and the future.

As always, this queen with long smooth dark purple hair, wisdom and beauty is standing alone on top of her castle and looking in a certain direction, with faint fluctuations in her calm eyes.

"Hmph, you bastard, you still have the mind to meddle in other people's business. Since when has our Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows become such a kind-hearted person?"

An unceremonious female voice passed through the void and reached Scathach's ears.

There are no living figures in front of him, not to mention living people, even those irrational undead would never dare to approach this ancient castle standing in the center of the world, but Scathach is sure of this endless mocking voice, It is definitely not her hallucination, and at her current level, it is impossible for her to fail to grasp reality and fantasy.

"Anyway, in some possibility, the savior of Chaldea, who has some friendship with you and me, is it really okay for you to be so indifferent?"

The queen in purple tights didn't take seriously the provocative voice from the void, and she didn't show the slightest expression of anger. Naturally, this was not because she had a good temper and was able to remain indifferent to everyone's malice, but simply because she understood what was happening on the other side. The second is an existence that is even more terrifying than her.

For the strong, it is still difficult to be sure of the strong, even the queen who can kill even the gods does not mind restraining her temper.

"Hmph! You also know that those are just some possibilities in the past, and they are not even considered as parallel world counterparts. What does the possibility of being abandoned have anything to do with me!"

The pretentious and unruly voice came across the underworld. In Scathach's eyes, in a world surrounded by evil dragons and flames beyond the distance of time and space, a witch holding a black dragon banner and wearing a battle armor was holding a black dragon banner with her arms around her. Chest made a disdainful expression.

"I am the witch of the dragon who burned the world, human beings, and all order. I am definitely not the defeated dog who was defeated by a group of useless wood and white guys!"

There was lingering malice in the girl's voice, and she insulted the girl who, logically speaking, could also be said to be Joan of Arc herself!

Are you kidding me, I am the majestic dragon witch and the executioner of purgatory, I burned Gaia and Alaya to death, even tore apart the hypocritical starry sky, and brought countless evil dragons to conquer the ultimate parallel world... The evil people would be defeated by the white guy and those people from Chaldea?

As a novice boss with the first singularity, even his own concept of existence has been shaken, and he has no cards at all!

This kind of black history, this kind of false possibility, she will not admit it!

"Xiao Hei," just as Hei Zhen turned the table in his heart, a gentle and heroic voice suddenly inserted into the chat channel between the two, "Are you very concerned about the possibility of being defeated by Chaldea?"

"That's just a possibility after all, it's something that hasn't happened and won't happen!"

Sacred, pious, clean, brilliant... just like the scenery of heaven descending on the earth, ordinary people can hear the little angel's hymn baptism just by hearing the voice of a girl, even the most evil blasphemer can't help it when he meets her Kneeling down to accept the baptism, when the banner of white irises unfolds, people will never doubt that the light of God is shining on the world.

Scathach's brows twitched slightly. She was not worried about the power represented in Joan's voice, but understood that there would be absolutely nothing good for these two guys when they met together!

Sure enough, although Bai Zhen didn't say anything to embarrass her, instead she greeted her in a comforting tone, like a kind sister to a younger sister, but it might really be a one-sided disagreement, Hei Zhen just listened Hearing the girl's voice, he exploded on his own accord!

"What... what possibility? What are you talking about in your sleep, are you trying to provoke me?"

"Do you really think that you and those Chaldean guys can defeat me? If you think so, I can only wave the fire of hell, and let you be reduced to ashes with this wishful thinking!"

Her face was as dark as the armor she was wearing, and the dragon witch's eyes were blazing, and she looked fiercely at the other side of time and space, Joan of Arc praying in the church with a detached, divine and pious attitude.

She would never admit that the possibility of defeat had anything to do with her!

This was not only because it was the white guy on the opposite side that made her sick, but also because she would never allow herself to fail in that ugly posture!

Even though she has been endowed with a new meaning, and she has something she wants to pursue, if the curtain is still so insignificant, it is not only to say that she is not able to support the wall with mud, but also to prove the person who gave her redemption...

Just thinking of this, she has the urge to set fire to the whole world!

"Little Black..."

Seeing the excited Dragon Witch, Joan of Arc, who was praying in the church, was stunned for a moment. A flash of inspiration suddenly understood the other party's mind, and a trace of apology could not help but appear in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Hei, I was a little rash!"