My youth story, a crossover anime, turns out, is FGO!

King Arthur, Taigong Wang, King Hassan, Oda Nobunaga, Gilgamesh, Ramses II, Charlemagne, Iscampbell...

This long list of Servants is enough to make any FGO fan's heart race, while Makoto Aoki, who has this list, just wants to have a heart attack.

He wasn't particularly smart, but he was definitely not stupid either.

With such a stellar lineup, Makoto Aoki was mentally devastated.

He grabbed the fake Fou and took a deep breath: "Tell me the truth, is there something wrong with this Tiamat, or will other beasts appear? Based on the strength in the original story, I should be able to win easily."

There are indeed three goddesses in the original work, but the current lineup, even without the Grand Masters, should surpass the original. For example, Ramses II, as long as he is on Egyptian soil, even Quetzalcoatl would not dare to say that he is stronger than him. The only one who can destroy the Great Temple complex is Arash, who can shatter the stars, and he is currently on our side.

This lineup is so splendid that it's giving Makoto Aoki a heart attack.

However, there are still heroic spirits responding to the summons, and there is only one possibility: the world consciousness of Pseudo-Fou feels that it needs more power.

Fake Fufu's eyes flickered, and the squirrel ears on its head twitched uneasily.

"You know, in the original story, Tiamat was actually in a state of self-sealing."

"This self-sealing will suppress His strength. Even at the end of the original story, He did not use His full strength."

Makoto Aoki's mind went blank: "What did you say?"

"The Noble Phantasms of the Heroic Spirits here can reach the level of the original... What do you think? You should have seen Tiamat's setting, right?"

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

Three "fucks" in a row couldn't express Aoki Makoto's feelings. Of course, he had read Tiamat's settings and recalled the information in them. He said incredulously, "So, what I'm facing isn't a 60-meter-tall dragon, but a beast that's 74 million km² and I don't even know what it is?"

“That’s right!” Fake Fufu nodded.

"...In terms of area, it's bigger than the Indian Ocean?! Damn, if it just appears, it could destroy the Earth; crushing Eurasia wouldn't be a problem. How do you tell me how to fight it? How do you tell me how to fight it?"

What would it mean if such a gigantic creature appeared on Earth? Even if Makoto Aoki's knowledge was incomplete, he would know that Tiamat could destroy the current ecosystem of Earth and make humanity a thing of the past with just a slight movement!

Currently, the Noble Phantasms of the Heroic Spirits are either ineffective or resemble the phrase "I'm here to destroy the world."

Makoto Aoki completely lost his composure.

“Don’t worry, Tiamat won’t appear on Earth directly. This is my territory after all.” Fake Fou’s fluffy tail swayed behind her. “You can think of it this way: the Chaos Tide on Earth is a mark of Tiamat, and also the location of her consciousness. That’s why Merlin’s magic was able to work. He did put Tiamat into a deep sleep, and with my blessing, the sleep can be extended for three months, postponing the final battle to three months later.”

"During this time, the Chaos Tide will continue to expand until it occupies the entire ocean and then erodes the land, from which Tiamat's children will be born."

"After Tiamat awakens, under my influence, Tiamat's arrival will cause the separation of soul and body. The body will not arrive on Earth immediately, but will continuously return to Earth from the sea of ​​stars... In other words, humans need to defeat the Rahm and monsters on Earth themselves, while Tiamat's body 7400km2 outside the sea of ​​stars and the soul on Earth need to be intercepted by heroic spirits, since they currently have too few means to deal with space and the mystical."

Makoto Aoki glanced silently at the white-haired fake Fufu, then quietly pulled the covers over his head.

"Get up, Cheng-kun." Fake Fu-fu danced on his head.

"go to bed!"

He must still be dreaming!

"Screw your sleep, get up and party!" Fake Fufu jumped on Aoki Makoto's head.

"Can you stop learning so much internet nonsense?" Aoki Makoto threw off the covers and got up.

"As a world consciousness, I am of course aware of everything that happens in the world, whether it is good or evil."

Fake Fufu licked her paws: "You don't need to feel too much pressure. I've said it from the beginning: your goal is to protect the survival of human civilization. Because of the concept of civilization, it's a bit more stringent than simply ensuring the survival of a species. That is to say, 80%."

"We should try to keep the loss of humans below 80%. As for other species, I'm sure humans will find a way to manage them themselves." After all, humans still need to survive on Earth, and they certainly won't allow the biosphere to be destroyed too badly.

Makoto Aoki felt a chill run down his spine. What did 80% mean? It meant that out of 70 billion people in the world, if 14 billion survived, it would be considered a success.

Moreover, using the term "loss" is too ruthless and cold-blooded.

"This is the goal you set, not mine." Aoki Makoto's face was grim. "Don't give me that kind of talk."

"I'm thinking of you, you know? After all, you look like you're about to be crushed by the pressure." The pseudo-Fufu's purple almond eyes gleamed with an inorganic light. It was calculating how to find a tool to keep working. Unfortunately, it didn't have many other options.

Makoto Aoki wiped his face; he didn't need to look in a mirror to know that his complexion looked terrible.

"No need, I'm thinking of something."

Makoto Aoki replied expressionlessly, "You just need to do your job. I only have a few questions for you. Are you sure you can separate Tiamat's consciousness from her body the moment she arrives? I don't want an entity larger than the Indian Ocean to appear out of thin air anywhere on Earth, even in the Pacific Ocean, causing a tsunami that would be enough to engulf the whole world."

"Don't worry about that, I've used up all my energy on this." Pseudo-Fou's big squirrel ears twitched.

"The next question is, does Tiamat still possess the powers of the Mother of Creation? I mean, the concept that she is immortal as long as there is life in the world. If the soul and body are separated, can both possess this power simultaneously?"

"Yes." Fake Fou answered without hesitation, "Whether it is the soul or the body, it has the concept of immortality. In fact, Tiamat originally did not have a specific concept of soul and body. I gave her this concept and artificially divided her into two."

Makoto Aoki suppressed all his emotions and calmly nodded. It seemed he still had to continue summoning. Originally, he planned to strengthen Scáthach to the fullest extent, using Scáthach's Land of Shadows as a substitute for Ereshkigal's Underworld in the original story, to trap Tiamat. Now, he had to consider another ruler of the Underworld, and the timing had to be right.

He asked several more questions, some of which the fake Fufu didn't know the answers to, while it answered some of them seriously. Through these questions, Makoto Aoki calmed down.

“Next, we need to consider the issue of Lahem,” Makoto Aoki said expressionlessly. “Since it’s Tiamat that has had its self-sealing removed, its production efficiency will be far greater than in the original story, which means our preparations are still insufficient.”

"you mean?"

"We need more cannon fodder."