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

As Tsuruga spoke, he stretched out his hand, and in the next moment a longsword covered in thorns appeared in his grasp.

He leaped out of the inferno, his body scorched like a roasted suckling pig, and charged forward, plunging the blade that had turned pain into a miracle into Capela's body.

Capella didn't dodge. Besides, choosing to transform into her dragon form would make it difficult to dodge effectively, and her abilities also made her unaccustomed to making pointless hiding.

"Hahahaha, you also absorbed dragon blood? You can actually regenerate like this! Let me give you a chance, be my child!"

Capela stared greedily at the person before her who was regenerating at supersonic speed. Perhaps she had misunderstood something, thinking that this person, like her, had gained such infinite regeneration abilities by using dragon blood.

"Infinite regeneration of the body? Infinite transformation? A little flesh and blood can regenerate? Indeed, unless I change this piece of trash's technique to the inactive transformation that he can't use, or kill him and make him manipulate it for five minutes, I really can't kill you."

Tsuruga released his grip, watching the thorns spread through Capella's body, and sneered.

"But I think this infinitely regenerating body should be able to adapt to the sting of rejection."

Capela was initially puzzled, but the next second, her eyes widened!

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630. The First Illusionary God of the Civil War, Haqi the Elder, has arrived!

"Ah!!! What did you do to me? What did you do!!!"

Capela screamed, her powers still intact—the power to infinitely transform flesh and blood! The infinite regenerative abilities granted to her by the dragon blood also remained, allowing her to almost infinitely reconstruct her body.

However—the thorns that spread within her body also spread equally as her flesh and blood multiplied.

Each time it is reorganized and repaired, these thorns of rejection spread once more.

These spreading thorns continued to grow and break inside her body, turning into tiny but excruciating 'thorns' that spread through her muscles, fat, joints, and internal organs.

For an ordinary person, these spreading spikes would be a painful injury enough to kill them.

But for the Archbishops of the Color Domain, who possess the ability to regenerate infinitely, it is tantamount to endless torment.

Realizing that continuing like this was pointless, and with her body completely ruined, Capella swore a venomous oath to the person before her.

"You will pay the price, and I will make you pay the most terrible price!!!"

With that, her body exploded instantly! Capella, having sacrificed this body, especially the dragon blood within it, committed suicide and escaped.

Her soul will be resurrected in another piece of flesh she has stored in this world, but aside from the long resurrection time, the loss of dragon blood is a real loss.

The explosion sprayed out a large amount of blood containing dragon's blood. Tsugumi did not resist and let it splatter all over her body, then let Natsuki Subaru's body absorb and adapt to it.

This process is undoubtedly extremely painful.

Dragon blood has a thorough corrosive effect on the human body; it essentially involves genetic modification.

Compared to the dragon blood in the Type-Moon universe, the dragon blood in this world focuses more on biological shaping. Capella's regenerative ability comes from dragon blood, and it is said that the body of the dragon Polkenica, who truly possesses the purest dragon blood, is almost immortal.

In such cases, the purest dragon blood is said to be able to lift all curses in the world and even bring the dead back to life.

As for the collapse at the genetic level, if it weren't for the blessing of the Miracle of Suffering from the adaptation of the Demon Lord and the super vitality of the Heavenly Tyrant, Natsuki Subaru would definitely not have been able to withstand it and would have died here in an instant.

But even Subaru Natsuki, who had survived being burned at the stake, was writhing in agony in his consciousness at this moment.

But he wouldn't resent it, nor would he refuse anything, because Tsurugi had told him about the benefits of dragon blood.

Even if this modification is not saved after a possible failure to read the save file, Moxuluo will record the process of this dragon blood modification.

Even if the adaptation progress is reset to zero after the next modification, he will still be able to acquire the Dragon Blood trait more quickly.

Most importantly—if he fully adapts to dragon blood in the future, he might be able to use this dragon blood, which produces enough purity, to directly unseal Emilia's hometown.

This election made Subaru Natsuki realize that supporting Emilia to the throne might not have been a wise choice. Emilia was completely unprepared to become queen, nor did she possess the necessary qualities.

In that case, we might as well get to the heart of the problem—find a way to lift the lockdown on her hometown.

As for Roswaal's wish to slay a dragon and then resurrect his teacher, the Witch of Greed, Echidna, with dragon blood—

Whether he dies or not, whose son is he?!

Even someone as saintly as Subaru Natsuki was filled with resentment towards this mentally unstable mastermind who had repeatedly harmed him.

In short, Natsuki Subaru's current dilemma is how to go back and appease Emilia-tan—yes, he doesn't actually plan to rewind time.

After all, no one died this time, right? It just disrupted the selection of the king. But if I can bring back a way to unseal Emilia's hometown, everything will be forgiven!

In short, with such a positive mindset, Subaru Natsuki made the request to switch back to his original body at this moment.

"...Switch back, right? Okay."

Having already witnessed a certain scene, Tsugumi revealed a slightly malicious smile before returning her body to Natsuki Subaru.

"What a heartless fellow! You used me and then discarded me, huh? Well then, in this cycle of reincarnation, you can only contact me when you're about to die~~~~"

After saying that, he logged off—or rather, entered Subaru Natsuki's body to watch the show.

If he was outraged by the tragic end of a kind but mentally challenged child when he first saw Subaru Natsuki being tortured to death by Rem, he would not have thought that way later.

After all, he chose this path himself, didn't he?

Since you've chosen this path full of thorns and pain, be prepared to be tormented like Jesus!

Everyone has to pay the price for their actions, including the actions of arrogance and saviorism.

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Everyone has to pay the price for their actions, including the actions of arrogance and saviorism.

The only thing Tsuruga did to protect this guy was to forbid him from telling anyone about his return from death, just like Satella did.

After all—this was the only thing that jealous witch had ever done that Tsugumi found 'love' and that she appreciated.

After all, for someone with saintly tendencies, what if his companions knew that he theoretically possessed the ability to save everyone...?

Even if his companions do not commit any wrongdoings, in the end, it will inevitably turn into the deepest hell for this 'saint'.

As for the rest? Let this guy do whatever he wants; it's both a benefit and a source of amusement for Dongjiang.

After all, he's a contracted streamer with iAngTV.

......

When Natsuki Subaru saw a wisp of white smoke rising from the direction of Aram Village, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

When he arrived at the village entrance, his eyes widened in surprise.

I carefully stepped over the corpse of the murdered youth, walking cautiously to avoid slipping on the blood-soaked mud. Occasionally, I would skirt around the overlapping bodies of young couples, and pass by the side of an old woman lying on her back as I entered the square.

The sheer number of charred remains piled up in the square prompted Subaru to search for a glimmer of hope. Would anyone call his name, simply seeking redemption?

However, Subaru's wish was not fulfilled. Only silence remained. Unable to accept this sudden and abrupt development, Subaru, his steps unsteady, strode across the plaza. Suddenly, his feet were caught on something, and Subaru, caught off guard, fell to the ground.

Subaru felt a sharp pain in his shoulder from the fall, and reflexively looked towards the cause of his trip.

—His gaze overlapped with that of Petra, the girl whose image no longer reflected anything, leaving only an empty void.

Petra's body had long since turned to dust, her limbs completely stiff. A person who has lost consciousness should be heavy, but Petra's body was too light even considering she was a young girl.

It must be because too much blood was flowing out of the wound that was cut open in his chest.

Petra's eyes were wide open in her dying moments, as if in shock. There was no trace of pain on that expression, which, in the context of an imminent death for a girl whose heart had been pierced, could perhaps be considered a form of redemption.

Subaru laid Petra's remains on the ground and, as a minimal act of mourning, draped his coat over the girl. He intended to close her eyes as well, but his stiff body could not even grant her this small mercy.

Praying for Petra's peaceful rest, Subaru trembled and turned away. The familiar village, now transformed into hell, was right there, a sight he had always avoided.

There wasn't a single person breathing. There wasn't a single survivor.

Why, why did it turn out like this... Natsuki Subaru murmured, but his rationality forced him to think, and the result of his thinking was obvious.

If the Archbishop of Sin, who is the leader, has appeared, where will the other witch cultists go?

Subaru knew this was an ungrateful act, but he couldn't help but think about and even blame Tsugumi for revealing the truth—he quickly dismissed this resentment because he was even more eager to see the people at the mansion!

Ram, Rem, Frederica, Betty, Puck, Emilia... even Roswaal.

So, not knowing what awaits ahead. Thinking it's not worth knowing, yet knowing it's unavoidable, he can't muster the courage to rush forward. As if clutching these names, Subaru climbs the slope step by step, advancing on the road leading directly to the mansion.

The courtyard mornings I'd seen countless times had transformed into a hellish sight I'd never witnessed before.

The exquisite and vibrant flowerbeds were trampled and disordered, the trees surrounding the mansion were half-broken down, and the green lawn was stained a chilling black with blood, on which lay several corpses dressed in black. The scattered bodies seemed to have been treated with extreme brutality, almost unrecognizable.

The extent of damage to the remains was even greater than that of those in Alam Village, which was enough to prove the rage of those who turned these tragic victims into corpses.

The executioner who turned the men in black into corpses was a bloodstained iron ball lying in the middle of the courtyard. The iron ball, connected to the handle by a chain, shattered several enemies. However, it may have been released from its holder during the battle, and one could almost see the regret of not being able to stay until the end.

Then, what comes to mind is holding that fighting [demon] in one hand...

"—Rem"

She died here long ago, in a corner of the courtyard some distance from the iron ball, where Rem, her maid's uniform stained crimson, lay. The ground beneath her, stained with an eerie amount of blood, seemed to tell the story of her final, tragic end.

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The demon departed, perhaps watching with a mocking glint in its eyes from deep within its body. It awaited its own death, awaited the choice to begin again, and to use those five minutes to destroy everything!

But to be honest, Natsuki Subaru really longed for this outcome—because no matter who the mastermind was, he now only hoped for their deaths!

Hatred briefly replaced his fear and dread as he entered the mansion's main hall, filled with a jumble of pillars. The moment he entered, with each breath, his body was filled with white air, rendering him immobile.

The unrestrained cold air raged through his body, harming him and causing him pain. Although he was adapting and undergoing a miraculous recovery triggered by the pain, Natsuki Subaru still felt cold and aching all over his body.

Then he discovered that what he found here wasn't a bunch of messy pillars, but a large group of human pillars representing the dead humans who had been frozen in ice.

What exactly happened...?

Confusion, incomprehension, and fear drove Subaru Natsuki to continue forward.

Then, he pushed open the back gate of the mansion and finally saw the 'culprit'.

—That was a wild beast standing on the ruins of the collapsed house.

The beast, with its entire body covered in gray fur and radiating golden light, was a sacred creature. It lay on all fours, its long tail swaying leisurely, exuding an air of mystery. Most importantly, the beast possessed a powerful physique that was almost impossible to mistake for a house.

It swung its body, looking down at the surrounding gray behemoths. Its face was probably similar to that of a feline predator, and from its mouth, which revealed sharp teeth, it exhaled a white blizzard-like breath. The behemoths transformed the world into a hell that froze all living things by adorning it with pure white snow.