The power comes from Chaldea

The originally friendly and kind Servant... suddenly became aggressive and eager overnight, why did it happen! ?

Is it the degeneration of human nature, or the degeneration of morality——

Mochizuki Chiyo held Nero's slender wrist with one hand, expressionless.

——Both of these...of course not!

"The opening fireworks required for the theater performance have been presented. Then... what should appear next...?"

Mochizuki Chiyo calmly guided Nero. This Nero, who is in the world under the surface, is always easily drawn by emotions.

Although most of the time it is very different from the legendary tyrant, but in terms of intermittent jumps, it seems that there is still a taste of the rumors of later generations.

To be honest, Nero's sword is really heavy.

But she is just an ordinary and powerless Musta.

Mochizuki Chiyo wept silently.

Nero nodded thoughtfully: "Well, that's... it's time for a performance!"

She suddenly realized, and immediately put her arms around herself, nodded and said: "Mmm, my golden theater is big enough to hold everyone. Then, it's time for everyone to come on stage!"

The blond-haired and blue-eyed little girl nodded, and the blade in her hand turned around, moved away from Gogol, and pointed to the dome of the theater.

The red flame flashed with the swing of the sword, fleeting like an illusory projection, and the fire went straight to the painted dome of the theater. For a moment, the raging flame seemed to be reflected in the entire golden theater. It looks even hotter.

Mochizuki Chiyo:?

"what?"

She felt that her face was covered with question marks, and she was completely confused by Nero's trajectory.

Mochizuki Chiyo subconsciously wanted to stop again: "...Wait, wait!!! What are you all—!?"

Before the voice fell, Mochizuki Chiyo felt a majestic flow of magic power filling the magic power circuit instantly.

This is also a very novel experience for her, after all, she has only experienced this kind of experience of the circuit being filled instantly.

This kind of opportunity is really something that even Senior Lixiang has never experienced, it is a rare good opportunity.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

But isn't a masta only able to have one servant? Hey! !

Don't modify the settings casually because of crossing the world! !

This bald change was really unexpected for Mochizuki Chiyo.

The blue-purple light suddenly shot down directly from the dome of the theater, Mochizuki Chiyo was taken aback, subconsciously opened her palm to catch the beam of light in front of her, held it in her palm and looked at it.

What was reflected in her palm was the all-too-familiar blue light, occasionally mixed with the reflection of the exquisitely painted dome of the theater, which added a bit of mystery to the shadows

...blue light? ?

This kind of light is especially like when I was still in Chaldea... the light that would appear when summoning Servants! ?

【...Dr. Roman, are you still there? 】

Mochizuki Chiyo remained silent for a while without getting a reply to the inquiry.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

According to Murphy's Law, generally, one does not want anything to happen, but something happens.

That is to say-

If she really wanted everyone to come over at this time, wouldn't she be able to block the ever-growing summoning formation in front of her to a certain extent?

"what!!!"

A familiar exclamation came from above, and the dark red figure flew across the field of vision very quickly and then hit the ground of the theater. Nero unconsciously retracted the hand holding the sword, and she picked it up in dissatisfaction. raised eyebrows.

"Hmm, don't smash through my theater!!"

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

But the idea was quickly shattered by the cruelty of reality. It seems that learning and using this thing alive will have no effect at all when there is only 1 minute left.

The black-haired girl covered her face, thinking about the issue of whether the world's more holes would be good or bad for the world.

"...Hmph, although the work in the underworld is completely overwhelming, it is not impossible to change the world line occasionally. Thank you very much... Mochizuki."

Mochizuki Chiyo weakly raised her hand to greet the goddess of the underworld in front of her: "Good morning, Ereshkigal, your blond hair is also very dazzling today."

The goddess with blond hair is holding a bow that is as high as her body, and her red and black dress makes her somewhat cold and gloomy, as if there is a cold and obscure coldness gushing from the underworld.

It's just that all these atmospheres were suddenly broken when those red eyes looked at Mochizuki Chiyo.

Ereshkigal's ears were red, and he was a little flustered: "Idiot Mochizuki, don't praise people so obviously! How can humans speak so directly! Well, well, what you have to deal with is The one with the silver hair? Then watch my—"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let the trouble below--!!"

Mochizuki Chiyo opened her mouth, and was about to say something to Ereshkigal when the two of them were interrupted by a voice that disappeared.

Before he raised his head to find the direction of the sound, he slammed on the floor of Nero's exquisite theater again with a bang. This movement sounded even more "earth-shattering" than Ereshkigal's. .

Ereshkigal: ...

She endured it, but finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Ishtar!!"

The black-haired goddess who was very similar to her got up from the ground in a panic, and tried to cover up with a haha ​​smile: "Ah, this..."

"!?" Seeing that the originally delicate and flat ground turned into a mess, Nero on the side was also a little down, "My... my golden theater!?"

Romani obviously didn't say that when he set off from Chaldea! ?

Why did she open up the authority of the treasure, but it was as if she had lured a wolf into the house! ! !

Mochizuki Chiyo: ... Autistic.jpg

... There is a sentence that I don't know when to say it or not.

Looking at Ishtar who landed on his face, Mochizuki Chiyo had a delicate expression.

The last time I saw the Goddess, Anna was still riding a horse and was arguing with Xiao En, so why did she face the ground this time! !

Take heart, Ishtar—

"Clap clap-"

The applause rang out, and the attention of several people was attracted. Mr. Clown in front of him smiled happily.

Looking at it this way, Gogol looked more like a spectator. He nodded with a little interest, always smiling and leisurely.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

No matter how you look at it, this person looks like he has a big problem.

"Mr. Gogol, do you have any comments on the performance I showed?"

"Oh, oh, Yuejiang, this is really a wonderful performance." Gogol stopped, the smile on his lips remained unchanged, and his tone was still light, as if he was playing with the words he blurted out, "I really It's... I don't want to let it end like this."

?

Mochizuki Chiyo couldn't help but wonder, the silver-haired young man in front of him, don't think this performance is some kind of funny performance.

...After all, the postures and scenes of everyone's appearance are too harmonious! !

The black-haired girl covered her face, and her neat bangs covered most of her face, making her look more delicate and compact.

She was dying: [Doctor, this seems to be different from what we agreed on?Shouldn't everyone descend from the sky and frighten the enemy away majestically! ? 】

What kind of comedian scene is this! !

Absolutely did not mean that these few are comedians!

Dr. Roman was stupefied in silence, then cleared his throat: 【... Well, ahaha... Mochizuki, you know, there is always a slight discrepancy between the test server and the public test server. 】

Mochizuki Chiyo:? ? ?

You are not a doctor! !

[Simply put, Mochizuki’s world line is not the one we reached last time.Its trajectory and the specific spiritual base value have deviated a lot. 】

Da Vinci stood next to Roman with a smile and answered: [To put it simply, the future has changed~ Generally, there are two possibilities, one is that there are friends who travel through time and space, and the other is what Mochizuki is doing now , It really affects the future~]

Da Vinci's voice is always light and slightly uplifting, which makes people feel a lot more relaxed unconsciously.

While listening to their words, Mochizuki Chiyo looked at Gogol who was just watching but didn't make a move, and more and more doubts piled up in her heart.

Gogol didn't look at her, but looked up at the huge summoning array on the dome of the theater. His crescent-like eyes were full of blue light from the summoning array, which made his whole eyes dyed. Put on a different color.

In his eyes, there seemed to be some crazy emotions.

"... Seeing such an ability with my own eyes really surprised me."

Mochizuki Chiyo obviously didn't hear him talking to himself, paused, and asked again: "Huh???... Then, Mr. Gogol, I don't know what you mean now, should we continue to attack?"

Gogol tilted his head and looked down at her, the smile on his lips remained unchanged from the beginning to the end: "My thoughts have never changed. Yuechan, this world needs you to disappear."

Mochizuki Chiyo:?

Compared with terrorists, it seems more like her extreme black fans, hey! ?

"...Thank you Mr. Gogol for your answer." After a subtle silence, Mochizuki Chiyo nodded perfunctorily, turned around and walked behind Nero, and snapped her fingers crisply without looking back.

The black-haired girl turned her back to Gogol, raised her hand and waved: "Then, it's time to say goodbye."

The magic circuit connected to the blood is boiling, and Mochizuki Chiyo can clearly feel that there are at least five or six existences trying to cross the world line in the dome of the theater.

Mochizuki Chiyo helplessly helped her forehead.

Then, judging from the current situation, the most urgent task is of course——

[Lingfeng stepped on the scorpion of the underworld]!

——Let’s go first!

For the loss of the Golden Theater, leave it to Ishtar.

You are already a mature goddess, it's time to learn how to use your own gems.

Mochizuki Chiyo succeeded in persuading herself, nodded in satisfaction, and pushed open the door of the theater neatly.

Gogol doesn't look messy at all, and the black and white cloak wraps him neatly.

He seemed to be talking to someone in a low voice, and his smile continued to deepen: "...It succeeded."

"She really...has control over this world~"