Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Otherwise, the more people and scenes like this he sees, the more likely he will inevitably commit the same acts of slaughter as he is doing now.

Of course, his journey was not over, and it was predicted that the places he went and the things he did would inevitably stir up more waves of destruction against Rome.

Countless people will perish, and countless fruits of civilization will be reduced to ashes—but just as many will regain their freedom.

The times will probably go backwards, but Tsugumi doesn't care. He just wants to destroy the disgusting things in front of him.

Ha, I'm so kind and compassionate!

As daylight arrived, Tsurugi saw St. Peter in the countryside outside the city.

He was accompanied by Jacob, Philip, Bartholomew, Thomas, Matthew... except for Judas, who had turned away from the Lord, all the disciples had gathered there.

The journey that followed them was also quite long.

These were all Christian believers. Although they were dressed in rags and looked miserable at the moment, Tsuruga knew that these people would build the behemoth called the Holy Church in the future world.

Saint Peter was quite active in the riots that night. He and his disciples used magic tricks or divine fist techniques. Especially when he was with Saint Matthew, he defeated the Roman soldiers who tried to slaughter the old, weak, women and children.

According to St. Peter, this style of boxing was taught to them by Jesus himself.

Jesus: Hah! The Fist of Salvation and Destroyer of Demons!!!

Dispelling the image of the muscular Jesus from her mind, Tsugumi looked at Saint Peter, who was bowing his head in prayer, and gently tapped his shoulder with her fist.

"Okay~~ Then, barring any unforeseen circumstances, we'll see each other in Rome soon! But I think you should already know your fate, right?"

“I am willing to follow the path of my Lord.”

St. Peter clasped his hands together and said softly.

"As for you... I do understand why you are my Lord's close friend, but I still hope you can restrain yourself."

"I'm quite restrained in Rome, though a bit cunning," Saint Tsurugi said, waving his hand.

"I'm very kind here. I always seek revenge and kill if I don't like someone."

St. Peter sighed softly. What else could he say or do? Even his Lord and the Supreme Being couldn't change Tsurugi's mind. What could they do?

“But before we left—” Tsurugi pointed to someone in the group, a playful glint in her eyes.

"Aren't you going to let this uninvited guest out for a moment?"

"Hiel, come out."

As St. Peter spoke, a beautiful young woman with blue hair, dressed in a black nun's habit that clearly did not belong to this era, appeared!

Quack! So this is the little girl from the burial agency!

“Your Holiness…” Hier hesitated, seemingly unwilling to leave Saint Peter’s side.

After all, this man is the founder of the Holy Church, and it seems that he needs Hier's help even more.

—After all, no matter how hard Hierre racked his brains, he still didn't think Tsurugi would need his assistance.

"You have your own mission, go forth, God will be with you."

St. Peter gently tapped Hierer's head a few times with his fingers, revealing a kind smile, before leading the believers on their journey to Rome without looking back.

Hier watched the departing procession with reluctance, then turned and bowed respectfully to Dongjiang.

“I obey your command, noble saint.”

“First question.” Tsugumi stroked her chin, then gave a mischievous smile.

"Does Peter know where you come from? Does he know what your past was like? Does he understand what the church was like in your time?"

"If I don't know, I'll go after him and have a chat with him!"

Hier was slightly taken aback. Although he had expected that this Saint of Extinction would indeed have such an unusual and perverse sense of humor, it still made Hier somewhat uneasy.

"I think His Holiness the Patriarch might know..." Hier replied vaguely.

"Huh? You don't know if you don't know? Then you don't know!" Tsurugi made a snap decision and immediately chased after him.

Five minutes later, Hier saw Tsurugi return, laughing maniacally.

Then Tsuruga described to Hierle St. Peter's expression after learning about his ordeal and what the future of the Church would be like.

"Wow, that expression...it's like he wanted to kill himself on the spot."

Tsurugi clicked his tongue in amazement, using both hands and feet to describe Peter's terrible reaction to Hier.

However, it is quite normal. For a good person who was destined to be the ancestor of the Holy Church, it would naturally be heartbreaking and sad to know how the religion he later created had degenerated.

St. Peter: What does it mean to capture an innocent thirteen-year-old girl and force her into prostitution in order to attract demons for exorcism? What does it mean to tie up an innocent girl rescued from a vampire and torture her for over a decade? What does it mean to be a devout priest who raises a group of children as human batteries?

Wait, this world has gone mad!!!

"But the most interesting thing is, you know, Peter is someone who, like my brother, willingly submits to fate," Tsurugi laughed wildly.

"So I'm curious whether he'd ever think about changing his future destiny, not for himself, but for you and other innocent people?"

"...Do you really have to act this outrageous?" Hiel couldn't help but ask.

"What are you saying? I'm only doing this for your own good." Tsugumi spread her hands, then smiled easily.

"Okay, the root cause is that I can't stand anyone who goes with the flow of fate. Being played by fate is one thing, but doing nothing and letting things take their course is another!"

"In my view, the Oedipus effect is never a completely bad thing. What's wrong with knowing your fate and choosing to resist it? It's just that you've lost to fate, but at least you haven't lost to yourself!"

"People should fucking dare to fight back!"

Hier chose to remain silent, but Tsurugi was too lazy to delve into the little nun's thoughts.

"So...you're here to take a dump, right?"

"...Saint, I've come to help you." Hiel's temples bulged with veins, he gritted his teeth, enduring the abstract image of the saint, and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"There are some things you may not know, so I'm here to ask you to explain some history and information."

"Understood." Tsugumi slapped her palm.

"You're the know-it-all, best-friend character in this visual novel, right?!"

"...You can understand it that way too." Hiel sighed; she didn't know why she was the one chosen for this mission.

Logically and emotionally, it's not her place to do this, but unfortunately, the logic belongs to someone else.

"First, let me explain your current situation to you—I think you should understand that the world you live in is part of pan-human history, right?"

Hier pinched the bridge of his nose and began to patiently explain.

There's no need to elaborate on the familiar topics like singularities and Lostbelts, but Shier still needs to make things clear.

First, after Lucifer destroyed Marisbury's plans, the Lostbelts ceased to exist within the finite multiverse of this planet.

Because fundamentally, Lostbelts are an 'impossible' development. Under normal circumstances, the appearance of singularities in the world would lead to the repair and correction of human order. If the correction fails, then there will be no possibility of developing Lostbelts.

Humanity and even the Stars would not hesitate to cut this world line, letting it naturally move towards emptiness and extinction. Therefore, the development of Lostbelts is simply impossible!

The seven Lostbelts established by Marisbury are based on the Imaginary Tree; it can be said that Chaldea provided the basic requirements for the survival of the Lostbelts. Therefore, logically speaking, with the demise of Chaldea, these Lostbelts should also be voided.

“That’s where the problem lies.” Hield’s expression turned serious.

"Those Lostbelts didn't disappear; in fact, even more Lostbelts appeared!"

Human reasoning and the principles of the stars, Alaya and Gaia are in a panic these days, and the inhibitory force is completely unable to understand what is happening.

While the ruthless acts performed by Marisbury might still be within the realm of restraint, what Lucifer left behind after his departure remains an absolute mystery.

Alaya: Ribbit! What the hell did He do?!

Gaia: I can't get there!!!

In short, that's the situation. The reason the church got involved is naturally because Satan is behind this, and it's indeed within their jurisdiction.

Of all the beings of God, who is the most reliable person they can contact?

Who else could it be but Dongjiang?

After all, almost all the other angels were pseudo-beings that resembled Mystic Codes. Even the Four Horsemen summoned during the Holy Grail War in America, which the Jewel King observed on a timeline, were not true Apocalyptic Knights, but merely the embodiment of all the plagues in the world.

Although it sounds terrifying, it ultimately doesn't transcend the constraints of the world itself.

Without the power to transcend the world, how can one punish the true existence that comes from the diverse external world?

Therefore, in conclusion, Hierel arrived here. After all, he was indeed the only true demon (saint) the Church could contact.

Hierle rattled off a story that seemed to be on track for a 3.0 update, but Tsugumi's focus wasn't on that.

"So, that bastard Alaya was just using someone else's flowers to offer to Buddha last time, right?"

"What do you mean by saying the world I've experienced is all pan-human history? It's clearly something you can't control, isn't it?!"

Tsurugi raised his middle finger to the sky and said in a vicious tone.

"Damn it, you still managed to get freebies in CS! No way, you have to pay me ten times over!!!"

Even with a different style, it's still all about killing! : 163. What is an Infinite Moon Crisis?

Hier's explanation was complicated, but Tsugumi still managed to understand her words about the moon thanks to the magic knowledge she had obtained from Alaya.

Imagine the solar system multiverse of this world as a potted plant, the principles of the stars as the soil for cultivation, and the principles of humanity as the gardener attached to the potted plant, responsible for pruning the branches that have strayed from the main trunk. The method of pruning is to cut off the nutrients and let it die naturally.

But the current situation is like this—

A bully from another world slapped the potted plant hard, then injected some kind of multi-elemental golden fertilizer into it.

Then, those superfluous branches that should have naturally died out were suddenly injected with energy and came back to life!

This did not affect the overall safety of the potted plant. Although the nutrients in the soil remained unchanged, and the branches that had detached from the main trunk were no longer absorbing nutrients from it, the gardener also lost the ability to prune the branches.

After all, if she doesn't cut off the nutrients, she can only send out those temporary workers to try to straighten it back, and if she can't straighten it back, even if she kills everyone inside, the branches themselves will still grow.

As for actually cutting off the entire branch?

You know you don't have that ability!

The increasingly poor performance of the system with each version update is like this—as if it had never been upright in the first place?

So, what are the consequences of such a potted plant that can grow indefinitely?

That means the world's trajectory will be completely beyond expectations. For example, no one really knows what the future development of the Tsugumi universe will be like.

"...Crisis on Infinite Earths? Secret War?" Tsugumi stroked her chin, a look of amusement on her face.