Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 212: The Criminal Style (People) Open (Self)

With one hand covering Jiujiu Yuki's body, the floating positive energy gradually replenished Jiujiu's incomplete body.

If it was the former Ieiri Nozomi, she would be absolutely helpless in the face of this kind of damage that almost reduced a person to 49.5 Yuki, but now she has gotten used to it. It's just a mere cut in half, and she can still save it.

But no matter what, my current goal is——

"Delaying time, huh?"

Lips parted slightly, Makima smiled and raised her hands.

The tip of his index finger was pointed at the alert Glass.

"Bang~"

No sound stream, no explosion.

The aggressive behavior was wiped out by the Noble Phantasm - after confirming this reality for the second time, Makima raised her eyebrows and seemed to become somewhat happy.

"interesting."

"Before you talk about your impressions after watching the film, can you tell me about your experience of committing crimes and your mental journey like a first-rate villain?" Glass smiled bitterly. "To be honest, until now, I don't know what you want to do?"

"You are also a [Player], right? If so, shouldn't we complete the mission together?"

"What's the mission?" Makima asked quickly.

".Escort Riko Tenuchi——"

"Please avoid all the malice in the world and continue that hope - this is the original words of the mission. Does it mention what we should do?" When Makima smiled, her eyes were as soft as crescent moons. "Ms. Glass is a player who just completed the novice mission."

".So what?"

"No, it doesn't matter. As newbies, you are excellent. However, it is precisely because this is your first time to participate in an 'official mission' that you have this 'misunderstanding', right?"

"——There is a misconception that dungeons have a [purpose]."

Makima spread out her hands, her palms were a mixture of white and red, with a hint of pink hidden beneath the tender white, without a trace of dead skin, her knuckles were distinct, and the well-trimmed nails in front of the slender arc outlined a bright pink arc, with her fingertips drawing circles in the air.

"Ms. Glass, during the novice mission, you should receive a message like 'Kill ** monsters to get ** points', right?"

"Information means [world points]. The more you earn, the more you can prove [the value of your existence cultivated by your native world]."

Tasks generate scores, and the scores are used to determine rankings. The more outstanding a person is, the higher they are likely to rank—and a world that can cultivate "geniuses" is a world that is qualified to survive.

"But that's just a tutorial for beginners. Starting from the second world, you won't receive similar prompts."

"Besides the background of the dungeon, the main god space will not give players any hints. What to do, what to subvert, what to destroy, and what to protect are all up to the players."

It was hard to imagine that Makima would be willing to talk so much. Perhaps because she was in a good mood, her face was even a little flushed.

“That’s freedom.”

"Let the selected [players] decide for themselves how to influence the world. Destroy, protect, or even simply not change it. The main god space will only give a score based on our behavior."

Score, also called by veteran players——

hope.

future.

continue.

Beautiful.

perfect.

All good and beautiful words are not enough to summarize it, and can only be used to describe the essence of [score].

When the world becomes a world truly worth continuing.

When the world gives its own answer.

A chemical reaction created by the fusion of miracle and brilliance.

Eternal light, a moment of burning.

The stage of destiny that no one can predict.

Plunder it.

The plunder of worlds.

Decide who is qualified to stand on the stage and plunder each other's "shine"!

This is the essence of [Main God Space].

"This isn't hard to understand, but the problem is that real [players] will think about it."

The woman followed her inner urge and laughed out loud.

【Why? 】

[Why should the Lord God Space decide this? ]

What do the scores mean?

[Tracing back to the source, the purpose of the main god space is to leave a meaningful world, then——]

"What if I go beyond the score and directly use a different approach to prove the [probability of existence] of my own world?"

"——It just so happens that I was thinking about this."

Makima looked into the distance and saw that the explosions outside had stopped. She estimated that the battle would soon be decided.

Skip all the thinking and get to the heart of the matter.

[What kind of world is worth continuing]?
As it happens, Machima has been thinking about this problem for a long time.

And it just so happens that——

"It just so happens that your world is so suitable."

Makima kept making shooting gestures with her fingers and approached Glass as if nothing had happened. The latter, sweating profusely, forced himself not to look away or run away.

In an absolutely safe area, the only thing that can be overwhelmed and attacked is the 'mind'.

It would be terrible if my heart was broken by this woman.

Although it was just a guess, Ieiri Shoko believed that what the other party did to Tengen was definitely not "persuasion" or "cooperation", but————

"Domination."

Makima whispered the answer. "My ability is [Domination]. To be more precise, I am a [Domination] demon. The definition of a demon is - well, it's similar to your cursed spirits, but I guess it's a little stronger than you think, right?"

Makima placed her slender and erotic fingers on the wings of her nose, and looked down at the half-crouching Glass with inorganic eyes, "What is the most powerful cursed spirit in your world?"

"Volcano? Ocean? Forest?"

"The source of fear is a small island nation, and the object of fear is nature, which will not bare its fangs to humans if it is not angry."

"But what about [Domination]?"

"What about [Death]?"

"Where is [Darkness]?"

Makima took a step forward.

No 'attacks' were allowed, and Glass had to use a reversal technique to further keep Ninety-Nine alive, so he couldn't move.

All he could do was watch as Makima walked to within half a meter of Naoko, squatted down, and her eyes were level with Naoko's.

Makima's uncomfortable golden pupils were reflected in the brown eyeballs.

“The fear of concepts has been with human beings since birth, a fear that is engraved in our instincts.”

"I'm not that powerful in my own world."

Makima's tone remained unchanged, and it was unclear whether she was lying or not.

“But yeah, I have a dream.”

The voice is soft.

"Don't you think my presence is a nuisance?"

"What?" That was the first time that Glass responded in this one-sided conversation, simply because what Makima said was too strange.

First there was a lot of inexplicable rhetoric, and then suddenly he began to deny himself.

"Don't you think that there are many things in the world that don't need to exist?" Makima repeated, "【Death】【Domination】【War】【Plague】【Hunger】, without these, the world will be a better place, right? It will also be more in line with what the Lord God Space said, 'a world worth observing', right?"

"I want to try it."

Makima nodded.

"After all, isn't there a saying that 'true knowledge comes from practice'? Unfortunately, once I start doing what I'm going to do, I can't turn it back. After much hesitation, I regretfully decide to use my own world to conduct this 'trial'."

"Swallow all the bad concepts and leave only the good ones"

The golden pupils flickered for half a second and the cherry lips opened slightly.

“A world of equality.”

".ha."

The corner of Nitro's mouth twitched, "So - you are treating your world, my world - this worldview that is about to merge as a 'test product'."

"That's right. Miss Glass really has a sharp mind." Makima praised without emotion. "It's just like how people would conduct multiple experiments on mice before formulating a medicine, right?"

"That makes sense, but we're using mice, and you're using - that's terrible ~ your expression shows you don't treat them as human beings at all." Glass gave a bitter laugh.

Yes.

How could the woman in front of him, named Makima, have such extra empathy?

Rather than people and guinea pigs, people and people.
In her eyes, there are only dogs and dogs.

And she was thinking of a solution.
In a world with only dogs, 'humans' were created.

"But what can I do after you tell me so much?" Glass exhaled, "Let me make it clear first, although I may smoke, drink, and stay up late when I grow up, I don't have an antisocial personality."

"The beautiful world you dream of - the premise is to mess up our world, right? Sorry, I won't agree with this. Even if you tell me these things, I will only resist to the end."

"Yes, I know. I just want to test the effect of your world's 'ritual disclosure', and -"

Makima nodded, and then—

Slowly, turn around.

"I'm not telling you that."

"!?!"

In the absolutely safe area, another human presence appeared.

Ritsuka Fujimaru came alone.

A firm, steady step.

On the back of his hand, the red light of the Command Seal flickered, falling like a scarlet comet.

The blue eyes are silent and calm.

"Machima."

"If it's not your own world, you can sacrifice it, right?" Makima said with a smile, taking the lead. "You know, the information in the [Main God Space] includes more than just [Copy]. "

"People with different worldviews can observe each other, not to mention that there are players who come from the same worldview. The Type-Moon world has a great background, so information has long been circulated."

Makima, turned to Ritsuka in anticipation and pleasure.

Her expression had never been so sincere and enthusiastic. Although her smile was still quiet, the flush on her face was definitely not fake.

The beating of the heart is no lie.

"Destroy countless worlds just to survive in the world you desire."

"——Fujimaru Ritsuka."

"The savior is also the destroyer."

For the sake of your own world, there is nothing you can do about it, right?
After all—

Everything is just to 'stay alive'.

Makima reached out to Ritsuka.

"You can understand me, right?"

(End of this chapter)