The whole world is afraid of me erasing the spiritual base

Today is the day of a once-in-a-thousand-year rollover of an Avalon half-nightmare.

When Chaldea was established, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and this premonition reached its climax after discovering that King Solomon used the Holy Grail to turn into a human being, so he disguised himself with some secret thought , transformed from a peerless great magician Merlin to a virtual idol magic☆Merry sauce who fascinates all otaku on the Internet~

There is no gender distinction in such things as nightmares. If you want to say, women's clothing is actually okay, right?

A certain fun-seeking half-nightmare giggled while happily playing the role of the "goddess" in the Two-dimensional world, captivating all the nerds.

Among them, Romani Akiman, who is relatively innocent and easy to deceive, is the most.

But now, a certain virtual idol has apparently overturned.

The King Solomon who came over the wall from another world calmly used the hand of Olga Marie to expose the reality that Roman was obsessed with him. Call him down.

He, Merlin Ambrosius, has now become May Toolman Lin.

The half-nightmare squatting in Avalon Prison flattened his mouth aggrievedly, and then tapped briskly on the keyboard.

"What are you talking about? I'm the online virtual idol Magic☆Merlin, how could it be a real person! If you don't even recognize this, I suggest you go see a doctor first."

Because the opposite is the real King Solomon in his heyday, Merlin didn't dare to use the usual tone of "Mei Li" to call his PUA friends, but carefully considered his words.

After all, the person on the opposite side can really lift him up along the network cable~

"Do you need me to come to Avalon in person, Merlin?"

Unsurprisingly, the strange tone on the other side stopped abruptly, and changed into the usual hippie smiley tone.

"Oh, oh, don't expose me so cruelly, do you still have some love from your peers?"

"A colleague is an enemy. I hope that you will return to bliss soon, and come up to take my place as the crowned caster to deal with Fufu."

"...you are so cruel."

Just like that, after you came and I exchanged words, things finally came to the right track.

"Are you free, are you hungry, Merlin, here is a big meal waiting for you."

"Hey! I told you not to mention food at night, or I will starve to death! You know I'm in Avalon, what are you going to eat!"

"Can't you even secretly release the clone to have a big meal?" Solomon was unmoved at all, "I need to accelerate the growth of Fujimaru Tachika, so I need you to clear his negative emotions."

As a half-nightmare, Merlin naturally inherited the recipe of his parents’ nightmare—feeding on various human emotions. "Brother Merlin" is very annoying.Here we first glance at the part where Merlin is begging for a fight, and only retain his function of clearing negative emotions.

In this way, the psychological burden caused by witnessing the cruel scene will be slightly relieved, right?

"The delicacy being eaten by the avatar is completely different from the main body tasting the master's emotions! Alas, in the final analysis, you still want to use me as a tool man." Merlin sent an emoji pitifully, "I have pity on me, Merlin, who has had a reputation for thousands of years, and I will be destroyed by you like this..."

"It's me whose reputation was ruined by you, Merlin, do you think I won't know that the other me, who has become an ordinary human, is addicted to your beauty online?"

He is even very happy to be poisoned by your tongue, and has a tendency to shake M.

"Okay—well—, I really can't do anything about people like you. I just happen to be tired of staying in Avalon recently, so I can barely help you."

The white-haired half-nightmare nodded slowly, waved his wand across the network cable, and murmured in confusion.

"But why do I suddenly have a particularly ominous premonition? Could it be that Chaldea has developed a new skill of capturing servants, which can detain me in Chaldea to work overtime?"

No one knows that this sentence will become a prophecy in the future.

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Many times, people do not know that they are dreaming, and those dreams that can realize that they are dreaming are called "lucid dreams"~

And Fujimaru Tachika was in such a lucid dream.

At one moment, the influence of the servants toasting to him (of course he is not yet old enough to drink) remained in his mind, but at the next moment, he seemed to be teleported here. What happened during this period, and how he fell asleep, has been completely blurred Lost.

Now, he, Fujimaru Tateka of Chaldea, was walking in a long corridor, in front of which was a half-closed door, and there was a faint light from behind the door.Thick darkness pressed from all directions impenetrably, leaving only a thin ray of light, extending to an unknown distance.

He looked back in a daze, only to see the darkness behind him, only a faltering light in front of him still gritted his teeth and persisted.Moreover, even this ray of light is rapidly shrinking and narrowing, as if it is about to be swallowed by the surrounding darkness.

Inexplicable panic and urgency clenched her heart tightly, and Fujimaru Tatsuka ran instinctively, wanting to chase the fleeting light.

Da da, da da, monotonous footsteps echoed lonely in the corridor.

Something appeared in the darkness on both sides. The black-haired master subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see many statue-like figures appearing on both sides of that ray of light, including the roaring Joan of Arc Alter, and some Gilles de Lay, who is obsessed with his bones, and Boudica, who forcibly swallows the hatred of destroying the country with the overall situation in mind... There are followers who know him, but there are more civilians who don't know him. Until finally, he saw Gero Nemo, and those warriors who fought bravely.

Those were all the existences he saw during his travels, and even defeated by himself.

They all kept the vivid appearance in their memories, either with their helmets on or their bodies covered in blood. When they heard the sound of footsteps, they all turned their faces away and stared at him with empty and sad eyes.

In an instant, everyone's faces turned into blurred clouds.

Only those incomprehension, sorrow, anger and hatred turned into sharp swords and flew towards him.

"Why, why, France betrayed me and burned me to ashes on the stake, but you want to prevent me from revenge!"

"Ah! Jeanne!! You killed my saint!!!"

"Rome was attacked by unknown people and fell into civil strife? Ha, isn't that a good thing! Why should I fight with a country that destroyed my country, killed my husband, and insulted me and my daughter?"

"The pan-human history has abandoned our ethnic group, so why can't we abandon the pan-human history?"

"..."

Fujimaru Tachika's breath stagnates, and his speed suddenly slows down.

Unidentified black air lingers on the "statues" non-stop. The statues seem to come to life in an instant, walking out of the darkness, and pressing towards the helpless Master step by step.

Even without the brilliant light effects and sharp treasures, just the words poured out of his mouth are enough to make the Master's soft and kind heart riddled with holes.

That's right.

They were all right.

He indeed prevented Joan of Arc, who was wronged and died, from turning into a dragon witch to take revenge. He made Blue Beard watch his sweetheart turn into ashes at a short distance, and forced Boudica to take care of the overall situation... After that, he also allowed the Indians to be killed. people slaughtered.

Fujimaru Tachika gradually slowed down and then stopped.

If it is justice to restore the history of pan-humanity and prevent human destruction, then how can the sufferings of these weak people be compensated?Does such pain, blood and tears deserve to be buried in the dust?

The world only sees kings, heroes, heroes and generals shining brightly in history, but who can realize how many people's bones are behind these achievements that have illuminated the world?

A strong chill flooded from the back of the black-haired master, and the guilt alone caused by it made Fujimaru Tachika unable to breathe.

It is as heavy as a mountain and stabs like a knife.

Enemies entwined with endless resentment came towards him step by step, and the young man who was alone just stood there stupidly, like a fish on the table.

"Oh, it's not good. If we continue to watch the play, what Solomon asked me to do will come to an end."

A voice full of frivolity and jokes sounded, and Fujimaru Tachika's feet were suddenly empty, and the scene in front of him disappeared, and at the same time, he fell into a very beautiful place.

……

"here it is……"

Fujimaru Tateka, who was stunned, got up in a daze, and looked around blankly.

Here is a field of flowers, almost called the sea.The bright and bright unknown little flowers spread out one by one from the place where he fell, until the end of the field of vision.Under the star-studded sky, a breeze from nowhere sweeps across the sea of ​​flowers, bringing a sweet and soft floral fragrance.

The field swayed like water waves, making a rustling sound similar to ocean waves, and even Fujimaru Tachika, who was still deeply in a melancholy mood, couldn't help but uttered a voice of praise.

The flowers in spring and the coolness in autumn, plus the clear and bright starry sky in winter...it's a perfect place.

And in the distance, a very slender, top-heavy pink-purple tower soars into the sky, and the surroundings are ingeniously made of various crystals to resemble planetary rings. I don't know if it is to achieve a certain effect, or Purely for decoration.

The starry sky and flowers can be seen in the eyes, and the running water and birdsong can be heard in the ears, which greatly dilutes Fujimaru Tachika's heavy heart.

Even if it was a dream, it was better to go to this place than to suffer in a place like the one just now.

With such thoughts in mind, Fujimaru Tachika stood up, and then he saw a tall figure standing not far away.

"Relax, relax~ In order to avoid being smashed to pieces by your protective servants, I'd better introduce myself first. Well, my name is Merlin Ambrosius, um, it's from the legend of King Arthur The Archmage Merlin, her teacher and guide."

"I'm a bit bored in Avalon today, so I decided to find a human to accompany me. Congratulations, you are the lucky audience selected by my big brother Merlin!"

Staring at the unreliable Mary Su color magician in front of him who was full of foolishness, Fujimaru Tateka groaned and touched his chin.

Although he called himself Archmage Merlin, why did he want to punch him in the face so much!

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