Zeus's grace is higher than the sky

( words omitted here)

When Kal'tsit finished speaking, both sides had been standing in the snow for almost half an hour. If neither side had the intention to start a war, the battle would have started long ago.

Even though he tried his best to understand what the seemingly knowledgeable woman in front of him was saying, Fujimaru Ritsuka soon became confused.

"What on earth are you trying to say?"

The operator on the side couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he came out and directly translated Kal'tsit's riddle.

"This isn't our original world. We came here by accident. Crashing into your building was an accident. We hope to live in peace with you. Of course, if you want to fight, we're not afraid, but we still hope it won't come to that."

In the chat group.

Please give me some Saint Quartz: What's going on with that woman? She said so much, but the only thing I remember is the four words "this land".

Sorceress Piledriver: What woman? I heard someone say woman? Is she a sorceress?

Please give me some Saint Quartz: That's her... um... so-called... landship? Speaking of which, this is the first time I've seen a land ship. Anyway, this thing hit Chaldea and I thought it exploded again.

King of the Trash Can: These words look familiar.

Pink Fairy: Oh, isn't this the ID of a new friend we added when we upgraded our chat group? @This Land

Seeing that silence was meaningless, Kal'tsit in the chat group had no choice but to start a conversation with other members.

This Land: I never imagined... as the core of an organization... this land...

Huangpizi: WOC, how come she can talk more than those old shamans? I want to punch her through the screen.

King of the Trash Can: Master, stop chanting, stop chanting.

Chapter 72: Great British Mix-Up (with images of Nitocris and Dione)

"...this land..."

Holmes looked at Kal'tsit who was chattering in front of him with shame.

After finally waiting for her to finish speaking and leave, he grabbed the operator who had been translating for Kal'tsit and asked sincerely, "Could your company please send you to liaise with me in the future?"

The operator who knew Kal'tsit's problem nodded awkwardly.

"I will explain this to Ms. Kelsey later."

That evening, after an entire afternoon of negotiations, Rhodes Island and Chaldea officially reached a cooperative relationship. Just as the celebration party was halfway through, a huge alarm erupted throughout Chaldea.

Da Vinci ran out of the monitoring room with an anxious look on his face.

"Something happened!"

Seeing Da Vinci gasping for breath, Holmes and Kal'tsit realized the urgency of the situation. They immediately stopped the party and came to the observation lens Sheba together.

"Singularity Camelot, no, now its scope has far exceeded its previous size. It should now be called Singularity Great Britain! The scale of its influence has expanded to a level that is greater than that of the previous five singularities combined."

Looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka who had just returned from the fifth singularity after completing the restoration of the foundation of human nature.

"I'm sorry, Ritsuka. I originally wanted to let you rest for two days, but the situation is urgent. You and Mashu must go to the singularity Great Britain immediately. I will go to the singularity with you after handing over my affairs. Now hurry and make the final preparations."

The human foundation value of Great Britain, the singularity on Sheba, has changed from the original [EX] to an incalculable number of question marks and garbled characters.

......

Chat group.

Please give me some Saint Quartz: Oh, this is so annoying!

Pink Fat Lady: What's wrong, little cutie? Are you in trouble? Do you need help from your sister?

After discussions in the chat group, everyone in the group knew that Ritsuka Fujimaru was the last master of mankind.

Everyone was very concerned about this weak yet strong girl. Among them, the fifth evil god was particularly interested in her and was thinking about tricking her into going up the mountain every day.

Ritsuka Fujimaru believes that fighting to save humanity in a singularity is extremely dangerous, and generally refuses offers from others to come and help.

Except for a certain Roman she-wolf, she was really afraid of attracting him over. Goetia was not resolved, and the earth became a new cesspool.

Please give me some Saint Quartz: I hadn’t even had two days’ rest since my last mission when another accident happened. The scale of the new singularity has been epically enhanced. Do I have to go on another urgent mission?

Zeus looked at Ritsuka Fujimaru complaining in the chat group and the previous chat records and roughly guessed what had happened.

"Interesting, is this a way to 'save yourself'?"

Zeus decided to go and see for himself. Having reached his current level, he was able to travel freely between parallel worlds like the Jewel Man.

"The Origin, it's truly a remarkable thing. Just the third method is enough to summon heroic spirits or materialize the entire universe's souls at will. Mastering the second method, Jewel Weng can defeat Zhu Yue with his weak body. Even at this level, he can control his own existence in all parallel worlds."

Only by integrating all the parallel worlds under the entire Type-Moon world and replacing Zeus with the root can true omniscience and omnipotence be achieved. Otherwise, no one knows whether the answer that is closest to the "correct" now will be judged as "wrong" in the distant future and suffer a catastrophic disaster.

......

Yellow sand, endless yellow sand.

"Is there something wrong with my geography? Why is there a desert in Great Britain?"

Looking at the endless desert in front of him, Fujimaru Ritsuka collapsed and knelt down and shouted.

Her preparations for Britain were completely ineffective, and she might even get lost in the desert and die of thirst.

Suddenly, Fujimaru Ritsuka and the other two discovered that there was a group of people in front of them who were tying up a girl who was dressed in Egyptian style and looked noble and was moving quickly.

After a fierce battle, Fujimaru Ritsuka and his group rescued Nitocris with the help of a mysterious silver-haired man.

Although Nitocris believed that Fujimaru Ritsuka and his group were the criminals who kidnapped her, she was moved by their "love" and decided to take them to see Ramses II.

"By the way, I remember Nitocris herself was a pharaoh, right? A pharaoh who could earn her such devoted service must be quite remarkable."

The whispers of Fujimaru Ritsuka and his group behind them naturally could not be hidden from Nitocris, a Heroic Spirit.

"Of course, that sir is the incarnation of the sun god on earth! Listen carefully, strangers, the pharaoh here is none other than the great sir Osmandis."

After getting the information he wanted, Fujimaru Ritsuka curled his lips (refer to the plan). They discovered on the way that the girl in front of them was very simple despite being a pharaoh. As expected, with just a casual hook, the information was easily obtained.

At the same time, Zeus was traveling among endless parallel worlds, when suddenly a figure appeared in front of Zeus.

"Greetings, Lord God King."

"Who do I think it is? What's going on, Jewel, instead of hiding in the corner playing your magical girl game, why are you here in front of me? Are you trying to fight me?"

Bao Shi Weng bowed slightly and took out a ball of light in his hand.

"I simply ask you to be a little more restrained while you're out and about. You're already a winner, so why ruin your future wealth for a moment of pleasure? I'm willing to use the fruits of my life's knowledge to implore you to adopt even a little of my advice."

"Do you even need to tell me that?"

Zeus snatched the ball of light from the Gem Master's hand and crushed it, and the knowledge of the second method and gem magic flooded into Zeus' mind.

"I see. I was wondering how you could gather all your parallel selves with just your current strength. It turns out you're just taking shortcuts. However, doing this won't help you improve much in the future. That's not what I need."

"Since you have agreed, let me take my leave first."

Zeus waved to Baobaoong.

"go Go."

Although it was a trick, it is still very meaningful. I can't use it myself, but the side effects make it very suitable for non-core subordinates.

.......

Some time ago, a certain episode in the history of Terra.

"I, 'Shah' Lukasargus Shalu-Susulu-Rabiru-Ahritu, have henceforth become the 'King of the Past and the Future' of the entire Terran continent.

The legendary king who quelled the Three Lions Rebellion a few years ago has just raised the "Holy Relic" and ushered in the first year of the Terran Era.

Another historical fragment at the same time.

Harlan Duhan had just unified the grassland and was preparing to march out on an expedition.

Chapter 73: All members are in place

"Is this a new rebellion?"

Looking at the completely unfamiliar new environment, Luke Sargus thought he was hallucinating because he was attacked by some Originium Warlock.

The magician next to him was very surprised to see Luke Sargus suddenly appear in front of him.

"That's not right. Why is the summoned Heroic Spirit wrong? Shouldn't it be Richard I, the Lionhearted King?"

"Are you the sorcerer who planned this conspiracy?" Luke Sargus looked up and down at the man in front of him with cold eyes.

"Never mind. The Heroic Spirit I summoned after spending so many rare materials shouldn't be bad. Let me take a look..." The magician completely ignored Lukasargus' question and checked the Heroic Spirit panel by himself.

However, after trying several times, he found that he could not connect with Luke Sargus in front of him at all.

When he looked up, he saw Luke Sargus holding up his sword with an indifferent expression.

With one slash of the sword, the magician's right arm fell to the ground.

"Ahhh! What's going on? How dare you attack me? Without me to provide you with magic power, you will soon dissipate."

I will disappear just because there is no warlock in front of me. What a joke.

"Tell us your purpose and the mastermind behind it, or I'll chop off your head with the next sword."

As he spoke, Luke Sargus raised his sword high again.

Looking at Lukasargus' serious expression, the magician could only reluctantly bow to his "familiar" for the sake of his own life and explained the situation to Lukasargus.

"I see. A completely different world?"

"Do you understand your situation? I don't know why you don't have this basic knowledge, and I don't know who you are, but as a heroic spirit whose death is recorded here, if you want to function in the living world, you can't do without us magi. So, beg for mercy now."

"But I'm not dead yet."

“He’s not dead? How is that possible? No wonder I can’t establish a connection with him. But why was he summoned as a Heroic Spirit?” The magician took a half step back in disbelief, falling into deep self-doubt.

(Special note: Altria in FZ is an extremely rare case, and most magicians are not aware of it.)

"In that case, there's no need for you to exist. As payment for your rude words to me and your attempts to control me, I was going to cut you into pieces. However, in consideration of the information you provided, I'll leave your body a little intact to save you the pain."

Amid the magician's plea for mercy, "Wait, I know something else, I am still valuable, don't kill me..." Luke Sargus swung the sword in his hand without hesitation. The next moment, the magician's head fell to the ground, leaving only a pool of blood.

"A brand new adventure, a brand new journey, it makes my blood boil like it's been a long time!" Looking at the holy city of Jerusalem in the distance, Luke Sargus sighed.

......

In an inconspicuous little village somewhere, the bloodline of the Huns is preserved.

In the era when King Arthur's Artoria Pendragon did not leave normally and transformed into the goddess Longomeniade, king of the Wild Hunt, the world changed due to the approach of Zeus, and the village unexpectedly obtained the fragments scattered by the white giant.

"Heroic spirits of our ancestors, please respond to our call and lead us to restore the glory of the Huns!"

Before the Huns could place the fragments of the holy relics into the unfinished magic circle, a flash of light appeared.

Harlan Duhan walked out of it.

"Where is this place?"

Although I don't know why this happened, the magic circle used to summon the heroic spirit has not been completed yet, but the heroic spirit has already been summoned.

Hundreds and thousands of years have passed since the Hun King Attila. The Huns who are still alive have long forgotten Attila's image. They only know about her greatness and the reputation of "Scourge of God" from the stories passed down from generation to generation by their ancestors.

Looking at Harlanduhan's burly figure and terrifying aura, the Huns present immediately recognized that this was the Hun king Attila of that year. They all knelt on the ground and prayed that he could lead them and others to restore the great Hun bloodline.

When Harlan Duhan learned the whole story from the elders in the village, he also understood the current situation.

"The once-prosperous Hun Empire has now become like this. What will the future of my empire look like?"

Looking at the weak Hun villagers in front of him, they had lost their confidence in restoring the Hun bloodline, and actually wanted to rely on the power of their ancestors, relying on this external power instead of conquering, plundering and occupying by themselves. Haranduhan couldn't help but start to worry about the future of his empire.

"Come on, let me lead you in the expedition of this era!"

When the residents kneeling on the ground heard Harlan Duhan's words, their eyes, which had lost their faith due to hundreds of years of displacement, began to slowly burn, and their dormant blood began to awaken.

Harlan Duhan, who saw this scene, said: "Interesting, very interesting! A brand new journey! Let me, Harlan Duhan, conquer and ravage this land!"

......

"Is this the place? My first stop in gathering parallel worlds."

In the world where Zeus lives, due to the existence of this special god-king, countless heroes who should have shined in history have either become mediocre or never appeared. This has always been a regret for Zeus.