Type-Moon: Root Seiko

"Stop complaining, time is of the essence." Orange raised an eyebrow and glanced at him. "My aesthetic sense usually doesn't allow me to do such rough work. It's all because this jerk is so impulsive, wanting me to get started right away."

"I love you to death, Orange." Luo Zhen confessed his love and gave Orange a big kiss.

Orange didn't refuse and enjoyed it just like that.

Meanwhile, the magical threads connecting her ten fingers continued to operate, manipulating the gear-equipped ammunition box, which was essentially a magic terminal.

The mascots next to them, surrounded by a huge crowd, were still dismantling their companions and replacing damaged parts as instructed.

Yuzhu, Ai Li, Canaan: "..."

There's a real reason why Orange was able to win over this perverted, primordial saint; the other girls are starting to admire her now.

"In short," Orange continued, "the spiritual vein accumulation point has clear spatial coordinates, so it can definitely be dug up."

"But the key point is what happens after that. We don't know if a Heroic Spirit will suddenly appear and start a fight after we dig it up, or if there will be some other impact."

"Youzhu has already set up a fairy tale barrier. However, its effect is limited if the spiritual veins reject it. You should all prepare yourselves."

"Okay," Luo Zhen patted his chest and agreed.

Joan of Arc and Artoria also stood guard, waiting for the last bit of digging work.

Just before they were about to find the coordinates, Orange unleashed her final trump card.

Nearly fifty puppets were present, and under her control, they finally merged together!

The densely packed human bodies are fused together.

The legs fit together, the parts interlocking tightly, forming a sharp sheet of iron.

A thick core is formed in the chest and abdomen to increase weight and ensure impact force.

A bunch of arms were detached and inserted around the huge machine, allowing them to wriggle and dig into the surrounding soil.

"The useless parts above the neck... well, just pile them up however you like," Orange muttered, making a rather horrifying statement.

The few puppets responsible for the modification actually piled a bunch of disassembled brains haphazardly onto the mechanical structure, turning it into a dense mass of protrusions!

finally.

These fifty puppets were transformed into a spinning top shape, round at the top and pointed at the bottom.

Below is a sharpened spiral drill covered with blades, surrounded by a wriggling arm used to loosen clods of soil.

The core is made up of limbs, with expressionless heads stuck in it.

What is this "Stargazing Gyroscope Drill"?

Luo Zhen couldn't hold back any longer: "Orange, you actually quite like this job, don't you?"

"……(shame)"

Luo Zhen's wife blushed and blinked silently.

Although Luo Zhen really wanted to continue his吐槽 (tu cao, meaning to criticize or complain), he decided to refrain because Orange was too cute.

The last few remaining puppets lifted the giant spiral drill, aimed it at the large hole that had already been dug, and dropped it down.

Luo Zhen seemed to hear the howls of those dolls gazing at the starry sky.

The auger hummed as it started up, instantly breaking through the last layer of rock blocking the mountain and reaching the coordinates of the siltation point.

The heroic spirits are on high alert!

...But nothing happened.

There was no sudden surge of black mud or heroic spirits, not even the sound of the auger exploding.

Orange raised an eyebrow: "Disappeared."

"My doll has disappeared from the coordinate axis, but the magic lines are still connected... Ah, I see, is that how it's set up?"

"These are imaginary space coordinates. Although they appear in this plane, their phase is different... So what appears in the material world is just a projection? Is this an artificially created indeterminate boundary? Truly ingenious, worthy of being the source of all things..."

"Orange, now is not the time for research," Luo Zhen reminded her.

“Then you should go down,” Orange replied immediately. “There’s no other way now; you’ll have to explore the way with your own bodies.”

"That sludge point itself was made into a small singularity, probably leading to an artificial bounded field."

"My dolls are still connected by magic, but I can't control them. That place shouldn't be a structure where you'd die immediately if you went in. Good luck to you all."

"Orange," Luo Zhen reminded her again, "it won't be any sin against you if you just showed me a little more concern, will it?"

This time, Orange remained silent.

With a look of utter helplessness, as if to say, "This man is so pretentious," she strode forward in her high heels.

Then he grabbed Luo Zhen's collar and started kissing him!

Joan of Arc: "How wonderful! (€€·ω·｀)"

Yuzhu: "It's alright, I often do that too."

Alice: "Uh... what kind of expression should I make at a time like this?"

Canaan: "(Pinches the two sides of the wrapper and pulls it quickly to both sides. Throws the candy into the air and catches it with his mouth (€€€€€€`€€))"

Orange kissed Luo Zhen a hundred times, as if seeking revenge, before finally pushing him away.

She sucked her own lips until they were swollen, and covered them in pain.

"Get to work now." Her voice was muffled. "We'll talk about the rest when you get back. Remember what you owe me."

"……orange."

Luo Zhen looked at her with utmost seriousness: "I love you to death."

"When I get back, I'll make you scream and beg Aoko for help tonight."

"...(embarrassed)"

Miss Orange blushed again, neither answering nor refusing.

Then Luo Zhen turned around, grabbed the speechless Xiao Kuang, and jumped into the abyss!

The other girls gathered outside the large cave, keeping watch while praying for them.

“Lord,” Joan of Arc said devoutly, clasping her hands together.

She silently recited the same prayer she had repeated countless times throughout her nineteen years of life, but the object of her prayer was different now.

"Please return safely, my Lord."

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The first thing Luo Zhen heard was the cry of the golden eagle.

Its sound is melodious and clear, which is invigorating.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a vast, clear sky.

The sky was cloudless, the air dry and cold; it must be winter.

In the distance, there is a towering fortress built against the mountain.

The earthy gray color makes it appear less noble, but the overall design is solemn and imposing, making it very practical.

It resembles a man-made, steep mountain peak, displaying its majesty.

Boom! ...

Next came the fire meteor.

Burning stones streaked through the air, slicing the clear sky into fragments.

They crashed into the majestic fortress, leaving yet another crack in its earthen-gray walls.

"...Eagle's Nest?"

Beside Luo Zhen, Kyo Shinko finally realized what was happening.

She stared in shock at the military fortress before her.

She spent her childhood in the village at the foot of this fortress, gazing every day at the place where faith converged.

She then looked at the siege engines that were continuously raining down meteorites, and the densely packed alien army below the mountain.

"Tatars?!"

Kyoko stared wide-eyed, her pink eyes filled with shock and despair.

Chapter 104 My Sister

"Eagle's Nest, Alamut Fortress of the Old Man of the Mountain sect?"

Luo Zhen immediately understood.

Historically, the Old Man of the Mountain sect lasted for less than 200 years from its founding to its demise, and had nineteen leaders.

Finally, in the mid-13th century, the Mongols swept away their vast network of fortified strongholds built against the mountains, conquering the land with their advanced catapults and consigning the assassination cult to the dustbin of history.

The scene before Luo Zhen's eyes marks the end of his history.

It looked like Kyoshiko was about to burst out like a spring.