Global live stream of the containment of the aliens terrifies the alien fleet.

The Styx Galaxy.

A dark castle.

"Omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent... this is the true ruler the universe should kneel before! If what the light screen displays is true, I, Death God Karl—will offer up all my reason, all my ambition, and all my existence!"

Death God Karl's voice was hoarse, his fingertips dug deeply into his palms, and his eyes burned with an almost manic flame.

This is the pinnacle he has been striving to reach his entire life!

A single thought can give rise to all things, and a single idea can determine the fate of the world!

Unlike figures like Keisha, who rose to the top through accumulating genes, mastering divine bodies, and dominating technology—

They are simply advanced life forms that live longer, run faster, and fight more fiercely.

And the young girl without a demon in the sky...

That is the one who personally erased the word "impossible" and stamped it with his own seal—the true God!

The ultimate form he's always dreamed of!

[Supplement to the Diary of Containing the Mysterious Witch Girl (293) and Related Events]

An image of an unfamiliar civilization emerges.

Next comes a flashback scene with an old film-like texture.

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"To Supervisor No. 05: Through long-term observation and logical deduction, I have confirmed that the Mysterious 239 poses an irreversible risk of containment failure. Although there have been proposals to 'fight the devil with the devil,' the Mysterious 953 incident and multiple prison breaks have bloodily proven that they are not tools, but powder kegs."

Therefore, it is recommended to use the Mysterious 148 Forging Piercing Device and execute it during the 239 Deep Dormancy Period (the window when abilities are reduced to zero).

Additionally, to prevent the executor from instantly reversing the arbiter's perception upon awakening, it is recommended that the executor carry the Mysterious 686 at the same time to ensure that the consciousness remains anchored and does not collapse.

The biggest hidden danger is that after 239 awakens, he may mistakenly believe that the adjudicator is a "protector" and forcibly distort the logic of reality.

That's why I think I'm the most suitable candidate—you've reviewed my file, and the experience of [DATA EXPUNGED] is enough to keep me sober enough to pull the trigger even after reality has been distorted.

—Applicant: Chief Researcher Dr. Clef

This confidential document was prominently displayed in the sky.

The accompanying picture is a registration photo of 239: a little girl with pigtails, her cheeks still chubby, slightly taller than 053. 053 looks like a soft, fluffy glutinous rice ball. She is already a shy girl who is almost nine years old.

The moment the image popped up, the entire internet exploded.

"She's too well-behaved, isn't she? She's... really weird. Did she mix up the file numbers?"

"+1, she's exactly like my little niece downstairs who always stands on tiptoe to reach the candy counter!"

"Execution? Wait... Wasn't 239 supposed to be a child raised by the Containment Council? Why are you going to kill her with your own hands now?"

"239's abilities are extremely unstable and could trigger a containment collapse at any time, so the only option is to eliminate him—but I really can't understand why that guy called 'good guy' can't even move? Could it be that the containment organization's operational capacity has been paralyzed to the point that it can't even stop a single person?"

……

Doubts surged like a tide among the crowd.

The documents and images on the screen suddenly disappeared.

The scene shifts to the static and hissing sound characteristic of old-fashioned video recorders.

In the lens—

Dr. Clef didn't use the encrypted channel; instead, he sent the top-secret document outright.

As a result, several staff members on duty at Site-17 caught them.

Out of "good intentions," these self-proclaimed righteous employees secretly leaked the information to the 239 imprisoned witches.

"Why...why does Dr. Clef want to kill me? Teacher, please save me—"

The girl huddled in the corner of the cell, her voice trembling, tears falling one after another onto the concrete floor.

[Scene Change]

Site-17 Base Entrance.

A man wearing a top hat and a long brown overcoat, his face partially obscured in shadow, was raising his hand to swipe his employee card in preparation for entering the room.

Just as the card slot lit up with a faint light—

Boom! The helicopter hurtled through the air.

A Black Hawk helicopter bearing the Reception Society's emblem hovered steadily on the tarmac. As soon as the cabin door opened, six fully armed security agents filed out, their guns pointed directly at the brown figure.

"Hands behind your head! Crouch down! This is not a place for you!"

The team leader shouted sternly.

Dr. Clef slowly raised his hand and turned his face to the side. His hat brim was pulled low, revealing only a half-smile—as if he were confident, yet also mocking the whole situation.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Clef. Don't be nervous, I'm just back to retrieve something I left behind."

"Of course we know who you are and what you're here for." The security captain sneered and directly handed over a metallic arrest warrant. "According to Article 782, Paragraph 6 of the Custody and Management Regulations, Dr. Clef, you are formally arrested."

Before the words were finished—

A figure flashed by!

The brown-clad figure flashed past, and six calming darts were already embedded in his neck.

The agents froze on the spot, their pupils unfocused, their knees buckled, and they collapsed silently.

"Get a good night's sleep. No one can stop me from doing what I'm going to do."

Dr. Clef glanced at the people lying on the ground, then turned and pushed open the door to enter.

The moment my foot stepped into the passage—

hum! ! !

A blinding flash of light exploded, like molten gold splashed onto his face. Even though he instinctively covered his eyes, hot tears still streamed down his face.

When he opened his eyes again—

The passageway has completely changed.

Damn it!

This is not the same path we just saw! I swear on my life, the entrance is right here!

The map is completely unusable.

He pounded on the metal wall, his fingernails cracking, and finally, through gritted teeth, roared out that name:

"Konny, you bastard! I've already..."

"Laugh! You son of a bitch!!"

A loud shout came from the end, interrupting the second half of the sentence.

[Data corruption]

17 ……

In another video.

Beneath the baseball cap was a calm face, a black camera gleaming with an eerie light hung around his neck, and several blue-winged butterflies fluttered around him—it was Dr. Kondraki.

Standing beside him was a middle-aged man with a buzz cut, expressionless, but with eyes as sharp as knives—Dr. Gears.

Two of the Four Wise Men from the Apocalypse arrived on the spot.

At this moment, the two people stood on either side of the trembling 239, protecting him.

"Don't be afraid, Rose! My flash has blocked Clef's path!"

Dr. Bright gently patted her back.

"That's right—Dr. Clef has been corrupted by 'Ultimate Darkness.' An intangible evil power has torn a rift in reality and descended upon this world. Now, only a very few wizards and sorceresses remain in the world, still holding onto the last embers of magic."

I, as the chief wizard of the Super Council, have been ordered to join forces with the swordsman Bright to subdue Clef and purify the violent evil within him—as long as we are of one mind and act in unison, we can activate this forbidden spellbook!

This book should never be shown to anyone; it contains the source of all magic. Only when eternal night completely engulfs heaven and earth, and when two certified wizards chant it together, can it truly awaken!

Dr. Gears' face remained expressionless, like a stone statue, yet an unyielding flame burned in his eyes.

"Really? Teacher... I... I can really become a formal witch? But I can't even recite the most basic incantations properly..."

239's heart pounded like a drum, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she hesitated to touch the heavy, faintly glowing "sacred text".

"It's absolutely true! My dearest little Rose! You and I are the ones who will turn the tide of fate—saving Dr. Clef is saving the whole world!!"

Dr. Gears spoke each word clearly and forcefully.

……

"Huh? Ha... Hahaha?? What kind of children's play is this? Why did I suddenly burst out laughing!"

"Outrageous! Someone tell me, don't two grown men have any conscience at all, teaming up to deceive a young girl?"

"This tactic must have been copied directly from an old fairy tale, right? 239 wouldn't actually believe it, would he?"

"What kind of mystery is the Containment Association playing? In this situation, wouldn't it be simpler to just stab them in the back?"

……

The barrage of comments exploded, and the comment section completely descended into chaos.

Inside the Angel Legion.

A group of angel ladies looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

Now that the decision has been made to execute 239, isn't this a golden opportunity for Dr. Bright and Dr. Gears?

All he had to do was pull out that 148 alloy dagger and strike to eliminate any future trouble.

But these two adults squatted down and played role-playing games with her?

And they still talk about heroes slaying dragons, sages breaking curses, and light dispelling the end—it's so outdated it's practically dusty!

"Wait... if what Tianmu said is true, then the problem isn't that they're unwilling to act, but rather... they simply can't bring themselves to do it. Because in 239's mind, they've always been loving, reliable, and trustworthy mentors to whom one can entrust their life! So all the logic suddenly falls into place!"

Holy Right Wing Zhi Xin suddenly raised his eyes and spoke very quickly.

Angel Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and a trace of disbelief flashed across her clear eyes.

What?

Is this really possible?

Just because she thinks you're a good person, does that mean you've truly become an unharmable "good" person?

This is beyond the realm of mere ability—it's practically equivalent to…rewriting the laws of reality.

"Look!! My God, what's going on?!"

"A miracle! Bright and Dr. Gears... they've completely changed?!"

"Can I pause for a moment to confirm if I'm still on Earth?"

The angel ladies screamed in terror.

[Within the frame]

Just as Dr. Gears's implication quietly landed—

Light and shadow surge, reshaping the appearance.

Dr. Bright was tall and imposing, clad in silver armor, with an antique camera hanging from his waist and butterflies fluttering on his shoulders, resembling a wandering swordsman arriving on light.

Dr. Gears, dressed in a deep blue robe with star patterns, holding a thick book embossed with gold, wearing a tall, pointed witch's hat, with a faint glow at the tip of his staff, looked exactly like an old-fashioned male witch in charge of rituals.

And 239 himself

She had changed into a simple gray-blue apprentice robe, the hem of which was adorned with tiny starlight—far less luxurious than her teacher's, yet exuding the steadfastness of a newly sprouted bud.

In her heart, her teacher was always stronger, gentler, and more genuine than her.

At the same moment,

The entire SITE base underwent a dramatic transformation.

A brick and stone archway rises from the ground, a tower pierces the clouds, and a floating castle stands majestically.

All the armed guards from before had disappeared.

When they reappeared, everyone was clad in cold-forged armor, wielding kite shields and halberds, and their brows showed no sign of surprise or doubt, as if they had just stepped out of an epic illustration.

It's as if this is how it was supposed to be.

But at this moment,

Humanity fell silent, then erupted in a deafening scream:

Holy crap!!!

"I swear I didn't blink! This isn't a dream!!"

"Someone pinch me? This sudden change in style is way too hardcore!"

"Have I been contaminated by some kind of cognitive pollution?!"

"Good heavens! Could it be that 239 really can conjure things at will? Does she really think she's a spellcaster?"

"Oh shit! God! Amen!!!"