Crossover Anime: Collecting Treasures from All Worlds Starting with Type-Moon

Genmu Satsuki's abilities are naturally not that powerful. His abilities come from an unknown fairy and belong to the lower-level fluctuations recorded by Akasha. By using "unified language", he can extract the past recorded by the world and implant it into his own mind.

In this way, all information about the other party can be obtained.

Because his results were extremely similar to the Akasha Record, he was naturally called the "living Akasha Record." However, Genki Satsuki's ancestors were not magicians. Although he possessed magic circuits, he was a mutated ordinary person.

His physique is more like that of Shirou; his ancestors did not have a magic crest, and his own magical skills are weak. If he uses his powers once, it may take several months to recover.

No wonder the Magicians' Association felt that he was "tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away." If they kept him, he wouldn't be of much use to them; if they released him, what if he was used by people like the Church of Sanctuary?

It's best to just designate it as a seal.

"Even you can't do anything about it?!"

Even the usually composed Araya Sōren began to waver at this moment. If even Genki Sōgetsu's ability was ineffective, then the opponent was very likely...

"This hunt must be carried out with utmost caution, utmost caution, and utmost caution."

The time was 11 p.m. English time, and the location was still the Secret Council, 60 kilometers underground in Albion. This was the second and final meeting.

In some situations, the Clock Tower handles things that quickly and efficiently.

"If the opponent is indeed a mage who has mastered the power of the third law, then it would be difficult for us to fight against them with our own strength alone."

Unlike the Lords and nobles who are usually unfamiliar with combat and only focused on research, the councilors of the Secret Council, as the rulers of the dark side of the Clock Tower, are all elites who have emerged from hellish battlefields.

"What did that guy Lorea say?"

Loreya refers to Bartholomew Loreya, the candidate dean of the Magicians' Association, the current head of the Bartholomew family, the Lord of the Law and Politics Department, and one of the magicians whose combat abilities are currently at the top level in the world.

"Lord means that if the other party has truly obtained the power of the Third Law, it's best to focus on recruiting them. Of course, if that's not possible, then I still suggest—"

As Hirori Adashino spoke, she made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Since things have come to this point, he must already have a plan. Otherwise, even the elites designated by the seal would probably just be going to their deaths."

"Of course, please welcome your old friends."

While maintaining her standard yet sinister smile, Hirori Adashino clapped her hands.

"Long time no see, everyone—"

The moment that clear, deep voice rang out, a thick gray fog condensed in the air, and before everyone's eyes, a handsome young man wearing a dark blue coat and with blood-red eyes walked out of the fog.

"Oh it's you!"

"It really has been a long time since we last met."

"If you were there, the odds of winning would increase significantly—"

Nero Chaos!

Indeed, the newcomer was none other than Nero Chaos, the tenth True Ancestor among the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles, originally a magician belonging to the Wandering Sea. In the original timeline, he would have died several years later at the hands of Tohno Shiki, who also possessed the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

"I've been invited by Miss Barthemello to help you solve a big problem."

Visit Buzi City.

"You're up on the balcony looking at the stars in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? You really have a lot of leisure time."

Wearing an orange coat, Aozaki Touko swirled the wine in her wine glass while watching the handsome young man gazing at the starry sky on the balcony, inwardly cursing to herself.

"This guy, no matter how you look at it, is really good-looking..."

"I've had a bad feeling lately, like something big is about to happen."

Shen Qiu turned to look at the barefoot Miss Orange. After becoming a magician, he possessed some of the powers of the Type-Moon world, and the sixth sense was one of them.

In other words, barring any unforeseen circumstances, there is a more than 90% chance that his premonition will come true.

"To be honest, I feel the same way. The Mystic Side 563 lately... has been a bit too quiet? You and Araya Sōren had a big fight in Kanbu, and neither the Holy Church nor the local magicians reacted at all?"

"But then again, you're a mage now, so who can do anything to you?"

After downing her glass of red wine in one gulp, Orange's expression clearly showed signs of intoxication, along with a look of resentment. She had personally witnessed her sister's various privileges gained in the Clock Tower because of her status as a "magician."

Such pain... even today, in 1995, after experiencing the Night of the Wizard, still finds it difficult to dissipate.

“Mages are not invincible; they can die just as easily if they are not careful.”

Shen Qiu shook his head. In the world of Type-Moon, no matter how powerful a mage is, they can still only be called a demigod.

And in the face of Tiamat, the creator goddess, whom he is about to confront, he would probably feel utterly powerless. Even now, besides himself, there are still four other mages in this world.

Moreover, the third magic is not a magic that excels in combat power.

"Orange, I want to ask you a question."

"Where is your sister, now the Fifth Mage?"

Chapter 374: The Stars Gather at Guanbuzi - The Storm Arrives

"Tap tap tap, tap tap tap, hey boss, what's this?"

The girl stared at the red fruits skewered on bamboo sticks in the glass cabinet, her mouth watering uncontrollably. She had a feeling that the things in the cabinet would taste delicious.

The location was Yokohama's Chinatown, the time was 9:00 AM, and the girl's name was—

Aozaki Aoko!

The second daughter of the prestigious Aozaki family of Far East magicians, she possesses innate magical talent, just like her older sister Touko. She is one of the five existing magicians, wielding a fifth magic that possesses powerful combat abilities and is suspected of having some time-related powers.

Both the Holy Church and the Magicians' Association consider it a top-tier problem.

Despite being just a seemingly naive and somewhat gluttonous nineteen-year-old girl.

"Oh, this is candied hawthorn, a sweet and sour snack made with hawthorn and white sugar. How about it, want a skewer? It's only 800 yen."

"Hawthorn berries and white sugar, sweet and sour..."

The girl seemed to be able to imagine what it tasted like, her mouth watering, but after opening her wallet, she let out a deep sigh.

Unfortunately, neither of the two sisters from the Aozaki family seems to be very good at managing money.

Just as she was inwardly lamenting that her culinary adventure was about to end, a gleaming card in her wallet caught her attention.

"Come quickly to Guanbuzi Market, there is important business."

--orange

"elder sister....?"

Looking at the contents of the card, Aoko immediately fell into deep thought.

Europe – Vatican City, headquarters of the Holy Church.

"Unifier, you've come looking for me."

In the dim candlelight, one could see that the person speaking was an adorable boy of about twelve years old. He was wearing a white robe embroidered with gold, and his ten fingers were adorned with many different kinds of beautiful rings.

If we only consider his appearance, he can definitely be described as a harmless and beautiful young man.

Standing before him was a handsome young man whose true age was unknown, who looked like both a man and a woman; his name was Narubalek Nevarek.

Within the mystical realm, she is a terrifying woman whose reputation is no less than that of Barthelo Lorea and Kishua Schbeowingu Zellrich. Her current position is the leader of the Burial Agency, or rather, its unifier.

Despite being the twentieth of the twenty-seven Dead Apostles, Mei Lian still felt a cold sweat break out every time she saw this woman. After all, the oppressive aura emanating from her was simply too overwhelming. After all, three "Ancestors" had fallen at her hands!

Add to that her perverted and wicked little quirks, and if it weren't for the huge difference in strength, he would have had the urge to kill her or run away at any moment.

After all, as Nevarek put it, "We're not going to die anyway, so what does it matter?"

Its severity is evident.

"Nero Chaos left the Sea of ​​Wandering."

This time, however, the "director" clearly had no intention of joking.

The Church of Sanctuary has spies all over the world, including the three major institutions of the Magicians' Guild—the Clock Tower, the Wandering Sea, and the Atlas Institute.

"That guy... wasn't on the kill list?"

A look of suspicion appeared on the boy's face. Just as he served the Burial Agency, Nero Chaos served the Clock Tower. Although both of them were ancestors, they could be considered "traitors."

Although the Clock Tower and the Church have always been at odds on the surface, they actually cooperate in some ways behind the scenes, especially on the common goal of "sweeping away everything harmful to the earth and the mystical side".

"Yes, but he hasn't appeared for a long time. I remember the last time I saw him was on the battlefield against Fu Hailin... Ah, that was probably fifty years ago, wasn't it?"

Upon hearing the name "Fu Hai Lin," Mei Lian felt a chill run down her spine.

Fu Hailin, whose full name is Fu Hailin Anashu, is the seventh of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles. His strength is simply terrifying. He appears once every fifty years and mindlessly devours the flesh and soul of humans. Therefore, every time he appears, he will be jointly attacked by the Holy Church and the Magicians' Association.

On that occasion, Mei Lian, who was a member of the Burial Agency and participated in the battle, was instantly killed by the enemy in just one encounter, without even having a chance to cast a spell.

"I've digressed, let's get back to the main point."

After clearing his throat, Nevarek focused his gaze on the paper map behind him.

"According to Hier's intelligence report, today, Nero Chaos urgently departed from the Wandering Sea and went to the Clock Tower in London, entering the Spirit Curtain Albion. We do not know what he did inside, but just one hour later, he boarded a flight from London to the East."

"...The Orient? Why would they go to a place so devoid of magic?"

The boy looked at the island nation on the map, still somewhat puzzled. Nero Chaos, as the tenth of the twenty-seven ancestors, was even more powerful than him. Moreover, as one of the ace wielders of the Magicians Association, he would not use him lightly unless absolutely necessary.

"What exactly happened to cause such a strong reaction from the Clock Tower, that it mobilized overnight?"

"This is why I summoned you, Burial Agency NO.5, codename [Crown] MermSolomon, listen to my command—"

"Find out Nero Chaos's objectives for this trip and report back in real time. I will issue orders as soon as possible!"