After leaving the world of all NPCs

An Bainai has a dual personality with two consciousnesses. One is the dark consciousness passed down from generation to generation. They are a clan that enhances their spiritual power and memory from generation to generation through inheritance.

The second is one's own consciousness as a container of the power of darkness.

The dark consciousness has a completely negative view on Xian Guyong's transformation.

Akatsuki Hisano also had the same idea.

For the sake of "justice" and to prevent further disasters, what's wrong with sacrificing a little girl?

As for that girl, is she his own granddaughter?

She can sacrifice herself, let alone her granddaughter.

As for the granddaughter's own thoughts.

Akatsuki Hisano felt that Akatsuki Nagisa was a sensible girl and would naturally agree.

If she doesn't want to die, then she is ignorant and as her grandmother I should just scold her.

"Then the plan remains unchanged."

An Bainai's voice regained its toughness that controlled everything.

Ding-ling-ling——!

A sharp and piercing telephone ring, like a stone thrown into stagnant water, suddenly tore through the heavy and oppressive silence in the social affairs office.

An Bainai frowned suddenly, a hint of displeasure at being interrupted flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to pick up the receiver of the old black landline phone.

"speak."

A calm female voice came from the other end of the line. It was Yuantang Yuan, who was in charge of another shrine in Tokyo. "I just received news that the person who was trading with Xian Guyong was Ye Zuochen. He has already grasped Xian Guyong's whereabouts and is heading towards him."

"Ye Zuochen?" Xiao Feishanai keenly noticed this unfamiliar name. "A name you've never heard of?"

An Bainai slowly put down the receiver and turned to the old palace official: "The Prime Minister of the Yanxing Dynasty. He is also a magician who devours time, known as the 'Time-Swallowing Prime Minister'."

"The fall of Wattela was his doing."

"There are even rumors... that he defeated the 'Princess of Chaos' Jada Kukokan, but that may just be a rumor."

"It's not a rumor." Yuan Tangyuan's cold voice came through the receiver of the phone, which hadn't been hung up yet. "The information is confirmed. He defeated Jiada, and now he..."

Yuantang Yuan's voice stopped abruptly here.

An Bainai's hand holding the receiver froze, and an inexplicable chill quietly crept up his spine.

The social affairs office was eerily silent, with only the candlelight flickering restlessly.

"Where is he?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a second.

Then, Yuan Tang Yuan's voice sounded again.

"Already arrived."

Tokyo, beneath the torii gate of an ancient shrine.

The cold wind blew up a few dead leaves.

Yuan Tangyuan held the phone and slowly raised her drooping eyes.

Four figures stood silently in front of the vermilion gate of the shrine.

Ye Zuochen stood at the front, with black hair and black eyes, and a tall and straight posture.

Beside him was Xiao Lingcai, who looked anxious.

Behind them, on both sides, stood two extremely oppressive figures like two guardian gods.

Frederick the Great's dark golden eyes flashed in the darkness, revealing a light of control over the overall situation.

Bismarck's red and black cloak was burning like fire, with a long sword on his waist, his blue eyes were as cold as polar ice, and his whole body exuded a cold aura of iron and blood.

They just stood there quietly, without a sound, but the entire shrine space behind Yuan Tang Yuan seemed to be frozen.

An Bainai sighed, "Let me talk to him."

Yuan Tang Yuan slowly walked forward. She was wearing a green witch's costume, had short golden hair, and pointed ears. She was an elf.

An Bainai's voice came from the phone.

"Fake of the Flame Star Dynasty, what is your purpose in secretly entering our territory?"

"No, you're wrong."

Ye Zuochen suddenly spoke up, correcting them: "The Japanese in World 235 have pledged allegiance to me, so all the Japanese in this multiverse have pledged allegiance to me. Therefore, you, the Japanese in World 2612 (Bloodthrow), should kneel down and pay homage."

An Bainai hummed: "What are you talking about?"

Ye Zuochen said directly: "I am only telling you that if I want to, I can easily destroy the celestial body beneath my feet. Therefore, you are not qualified to negotiate with me, nor are you qualified to play games with me. I am willing to watch you perform and then kill you in one round. I am already giving you face. Don't be so shameless!"

An Bainai said leisurely, "You only recognize strength, right? Then let me wake you up."

"Do it!"

An Bainai's cold voice rang out from the receiver like a final judgment.

Om-!

A wave that seemed to be able to distort perception instantly swept across the entire shrine space, and the air was covered with visible ripples like the surface of water after a stone was thrown into it.

boom!

In the open space in the center of the shrine, the space seemed to be forcibly torn apart, and a figure appeared out of thin air.

He was a big man with a burly build.

He was wearing a straight-cut warrior uniform that was as black as night, and his muscular body made the clothes bulge out.

It was none other than Ge Zongci, one of the Three Saints of the Lion King's machinery!

As soon as he appeared, he clapped his hands suddenly.

Snapped!

Two beautiful figures condensed and formed on both sides of him like phantoms.

On the left was a girl with black hair and brown eyes, about fourteen years old. She was petite but exuded a sharp aura like a sword, holding a silver-white spear in her hand.

The Seventh Type Assault Demon-Slaying Machine Gun "Xuexialang".

A faint light flowed from the gun, causing the magic power to tremble.

A strong sense of responsibility and a hint of nervousness in the face of a powerful enemy burned in Himeragi Setsuna's brown eyes, but more of it was the determination driven by orders.

On the right is a tall girl with light brown hair.

Her gorgeous facial features reveal stunning curves that cannot be concealed by her slender figure.

Holding a strange silver giant sword.

The six-style heavy-duty demon-subduing bow "Huang Hualin".

Kirasaka Sayaka's eyes were more complicated than Setsuna's, showing obedience to orders, vigilance against powerful enemies, and a hint of imperceptible worry.

Immediately afterwards, as if responding to An Bainai's order, beautiful figures in uniforms and holding strange weapons silently emerged from the shadows of the shrine, under the corridors, and behind the ancient trees.

They were the sword wizards of the Lion King Agency. They locked their cold eyes on Ye Zuochen and his group in the center, instantly forming an impenetrable encirclement.

The murderous atmosphere was like solid ice, freezing the air.

"Oh?" Ye Zuochen glanced at Ge Zongci and the increasing number of sword wizards around him, a flash of understanding in his eyes. "The past, present, and future are all tricks to manipulate time."

"An Bainai symbolizes the past, the unbroken inheritance of consciousness."

"Xian Guyong controls the 'present' and forcibly intervenes in a time that does not exist."

"And you symbolize the 'future,' skipping the process and going straight to the result."

"Is this the trump card of the Three Saints?"

An Bainai has a dual personality with two consciousnesses. One is the dark consciousness passed down from generation to generation. They are a clan that strengthens their spiritual power and memory from generation to generation through inheritance.

The second is one's own consciousness as a container of the power of darkness.

Xian Gu Yong can force time that should not exist to intervene in the real world. It does not stop time, nor does it move at an extremely fast speed. Instead, it launches an attack that should not exist in a time that should not exist, and leaves a result.

Ge Zongci's ability is to skip the process and reach the result directly.

A sinister grin spread across Ge Zongci's rugged face, his eyes filled with undisguised arrogance and contempt. "As expected of the 'Prime Minister of Swallowing Time', you have a venomous eye! But what good is it even if you see through it? The outcome is already predetermined! You—will die here today!"

Before he finished speaking, Ge Zongci's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a terrifying force that could distort cause and effect burst out from him.

That was the force of causal interference that skipped all the battle processes and directly brought about the result of "Ye Zuochen's defeat".

Om-!

The space shook violently.

boom! ! !

A crisp sound like a glass mirror being smashed by a huge hammer exploded in Ge Zongci's mind!

The force that forcibly pushed the future forward, the moment it touched Ye Zuochen's body, was like hitting an unshakable barrier of fate, and instantly shattered!

"What?!" The hideous smile on Ge Zongci's face froze.

His ability...is ineffective? !

This means that with the current encirclement force, it is impossible to determine Ye Zuochen's future of "defeat".

"Setsuna! Do it!!"

Ge Zongci reacted extremely quickly and roared loudly. At the same time, the faint light of causal interference lit up in his eyes again.

This time, the process of "Himehira Setsuna's "Snow Wolf" will definitely hit Ye Zuochen" was forcibly locked.

"The Son of the Suanni and the High Sword Wizard are here to pray! Dawn of the Demon-Breaking, Divine Wolf of the Snow Mist, quickly use the might of steel to help me destroy the evil gods and hundreds of demons!"

Himeragi Setsuna didn't hesitate at all, and her clear spell resounded through the night sky.

The petite body burst out with astonishing speed, like an arrow shot from a bow. Holding a silver-white spear, it turned into a stream of light that tore through the darkness and pierced Ye Zuochen's heart.

A pure and terrifying light burst out from the tip of the "Snow Wolf" spear. It was the absolute power that could negate magic power and "restore" the world.

Ye Zuochen still stood there, without even making any dodging movement, just shaking his shoulders very casually.

hum!

The "must-hit" causal line that Gozo Soji imposed on Himeragi Setsuna broke like a fragile spider silk.

There was an extremely slight deviation in the trajectory of Xuecai's sprint.

"The dancers of the Suanni and the high-ranking archer-girl chant here. Flaming steed of the aurora, resplendent qilin, you command the heavenly music and thunder, the instruments of furious flames that pierce demonic spirits and ghosts—"

The giant sword "Kou Hua Lin" in Kirasaka Sayaka's hand instantly flipped and folded, turning into a giant silver bow with a peculiar shape.

With his fingers pulling the string, an invisible arrow wrapped in high-frequency spell waves instantly condensed and shot out.

"Higurashi Kabuto"!

The arrow's target was not Ye Zuochen, but the space beside him, intending to interfere with the flow of magic power and create a momentary flaw!

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

The figure of Himeragi Yukina has appeared in front of Ye Zuochen, and the "Snow Wolf" carries the sacred light that purifies all foreign objects and stabs Ye Zuochen's chest fiercely!

Ding--!

There was a sharp, piercing metallic collision sound.

The tip of the gun rested firmly on Ye Zuochen's clothes on his chest, but it could not penetrate his flesh.

He didn't even dodge!

Himeragi Yukina was slightly stunned, having never expected the other party to be like this.

But there was no hesitation.

hum!

A magic circle appeared on the surface of the "Snow Wolf", and the "divine vibration wave" that was powerful enough to kill the True Ancestor and restore the world was surging wildly on the surface of Ye Zuochen's skin.