Jobless Reincarnation: Sword, Magic Hat and Romance System

Chapter 670 Review and Search for Relatives

After Allen kicked the already soul-like god into the room, at that moment, the image of the world-destroying god Allen talking to himself in the library maze flashed into his mind: "To be honest, this library maze is actually a trap."

"trap?"

"Regarding the trap set by the gods and humans, my goal this time is to reveal to Him the full extent of the Mystic Eye's soul-level applications. If He grasps this information, we will have the advantage of information asymmetry..."

Allen shook his head; the plan had worked.

The "information advantage" that the gods and men thought they had grasped in the "demon eye" was merely bait.

The moment he tried to use this information gap to plot his strategy to kill Alsteed, he had already taken the bait.

As for the subsequent developments, apart from the fact that the God of God used the Child of Oblivion to erase the Pope's memory, which was unexpected, everything else proceeded as usual.

I wonder if Orsteed on the Demon Continent was injured.

It shouldn't be that bad. He wields the divine sword and the divine jade. Compared to fighting against Chihirika, the childlike form of the demon Laplace, and Badigandi, the challenge is actually "how to play the role of Allen well".

To be honest, Allen wasn't confident in Alsteid's acting skills, but luckily he had an inside man.

Sure enough, after seeing a pitch-black, wailing human-god soul roll into the room, Chihirika's distinctive laughter echoed from inside: "Hahahaha!! Didn't expect that, did you, human-god!! You thought that before I had the ability to recognize people, I would never have mistaken Allen for someone else, so you never even considered that the two of them might have switched places!"

Allen entered the room and saw Chisiri, who had reverted to her girl form due to death, standing with her hands on her hips, delivering a victory speech: "Since you didn't consider me a comrade, what makes you think you can trust me?"

Allen glanced at her, then smiled and continued, "It's precisely because He doesn't consider you a companion and genuinely thinks you're stupid that He hasn't been overly wary of you. After all, in His eyes, you're just a moving polymer of the Demon Eye, destined to be schemed against and killed sooner or later."

People are subconsciously more wary of intelligent people, yet they always feel they can easily manipulate fools. The personality of a god or human amplifies this.

Chihilica curled her lip and snorted as she looked at Allen walking into the room: "I'm quite clever~ Speaking of which, I've been a great help this time, so you have to keep your promise and provide me with a body after I'm resurrected so I can go play in Asura."

Allen waved his hand and said, "No problem, no problem."

Ellen, the crew-cut boy standing next to Chishilica, was also observing the god. Without looking up, he said, "See, he treats you like an idiot too."

Chishilica: She leaped up and landed on Allen's head, starting to gnaw on his head.

Allen ignored her and turned to look at the bedside.

A white-haired Nether Dragon King, who resembled the Ankylosaurus King, sat blankly at the head of the bed, holding something in his hand...

A glass of Coke.

Allen smiled and said, "You've worked hard. You can choose the timing of your reincarnation later. As compensation for involving you in this scheme, we can provide you with financial support during your growth period after your resurrection."

After being pulled into this space following his death, the Underworld Dragon King had been completely bewildered. Upon hearing Allen's words, his expression became even more blank, and he could only subconsciously nod, saying, "Thank you... Um, I was already mentally prepared for the Divine Jade to be extracted. Being able to reincarnate again is the best outcome. As for compensation..." He raised his Coke cup, "Do you still have any?"

Allen replied sincerely, "I really don't have that."

The King of the Underworld said with some regret, "What a pity..."

"You can stay here, so you can drink it every day."

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The King of the Underworld's expression stiffened, and he glanced discreetly at the person in front of him: "Then forget it."

To Allen's right, two dark vortexes were floating in the air.

One smaller ball was kept inside the cage, while the other ball was outside the cage, slowly rotating.

As Allen stared at the vortex, he felt as if his thoughts were freezing. It wasn't just a simple feeling of being stunned; it was as if all of Allen's concepts of the world were being sucked away by that thing, forcing his mind into an empty shell.

Allen forced himself to look away, and only then did he feel a little better.

"What are you doing...?"

The larger vortex emitted a human voice, unmistakably Allen's own: "What you saw before was just a disguise, a shell. Now that you've reached 100% physical penetration, you naturally see my full form. Doesn't it look like a black hole? This is the true form of the God of Destruction."

Allen watched as the black vortex approached the dark soul of the god and devoured it bit by bit amidst the latter's screams. He frowned and said, "When the god stole Saint Milans's resurrected body, he said that only one-third of his soul had descended to the human world."

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At this moment, as he absorbed the evil thoughts of the God of Destruction, Allen's voice sounded even more sinister: "What you see is all the evil thoughts of the God of Destruction. As long as you grab a part of the god and human, like pulling up a vine with mud attached, you can pull over His complete soul as well. After all, we are His main body, and He is just a part that was split off by the God of Destruction."

Before, we just couldn't catch Him, but now that we have, He can't escape.

Allen paused for a moment after hearing the words "Listen to us."

"In the future... will you still be you?"

The God of Destruction, Allen, replied with a smile, "The Aishan Orphanage is my anchor, and you, as my apostle, are also my anchor. Although we have different experiences, we share the same desires and will. Furthermore..."

As they were talking, Little Allen, wearing a T-shirt, walked to the edge of the whirlpool and waved to Allen, saying, "Go back, I won't go back with you this time."

Allen was taken aback.

Allen, the God of Destruction, explained, "I absorbed the evil thoughts of the God of Destruction, and the balance on my side was broken. In terms of power, we obtained two fragments of the Divine Jewel and the Divine Jewel belonging to the God of Man, and we also fused with the power of HITOGAMI. In this way, it is only a matter of time before we completely fuse with the God of Destruction."

Of course, there are some costs... We're a bit short-handed... He, who is a part of you, comes to my side and is also part of the anchor. He will help me remember that I am Eren, not the Destroyer of Worlds.

As for you, enjoy your life in the human world. After all, this is your jobless reincarnation, isn't it?

Before Allen could say anything more, the God of Destruction Allen continued, "Oh, by the way, the God of Destruction's evil intentions have disappeared, which means that the position of God of Humanity in the Six Worlds... no, to be precise, the position of God of Humanity in the Human Realm is now vacant. You know, the Human Realm must have a god, otherwise this world will be destroyed. So before I absorbed God of Humanity, I casually tossed the position of God of Humanity to you."

Allen was taken aback: "Huh?"

He's not a good friend. One minute he's telling me to enjoy life, the next he's setting me up for the job of a village party secretary in a six-sided world.

What exactly do you want to do?

"Heh... You don't have the Divine Jade, you only possess the status of a human god. This way, you don't have to be a real god like a charlatan, but you can have an infinite lifespan. At the same time, you can borrow the Divine Jade of the Ankylosaurus King or Orsteed, and use the power of the 'God of the Human World' to fabricate the lifespans of Loki and the others."

This time, Allen was truly dumbfounded.

The God of Destruction, Allen, continued, "Of course, I know you're not actually afraid of death, you just hope you can be with Lokishi..."

Sylphie, Izuru, and Aisha all have the same lifespan. But don't you think your idea is a bit unrealistic?

Therefore, the divine and human status is yours to choose from. Whether you desire longevity or simply spend your remaining years with them, returning the divine power to me upon death, it's all up to you. After all, this is your jobless reincarnation.

Allen sighed softly, "I see."

"Yes, that's it."

"One last question. Have you achieved your goal?"

The pitch-black, lightless vortex paused slightly before accelerating its rotation, its tone becoming more cheerful: "Once I fully merge with the God of Destruction, I will be able to completely resurrect in my world all those who died because of my incompetence—Lokishi, Aisha, Izoruti, Alice...—from that period of my life."

That was my jobless reincarnation.

This process won't be slow, because there's no concept of time in this space. In your perception, it might indeed take me a very long time to merge with the God of Annihilation. But the moment you leave and descend into the human realm, it means I've already succeeded.

I am the God of Destruction. The future is, the present is, and the past is.

Allen finally smiled: "Okay."

The next moment, Allen felt his thoughts become blurred.

Meanwhile, the final words of the God of Destruction, Allen, faded into the distance: "Oh, right... one more thing... the healing magic altar at the Temple of Milis in Ars... I left a back door there." If you have time, you can take everyone to see it; it'll be a surprise. Finally... don't worry about the world's destruction millions of years from now... that problem will be completely solved by me...

Allen opened his eyes.

He returned to the foot of the altar of Milis, the spot where he had just fought against Saint Milis.

Before him, Saint Milis, controlled by the god, still had his arm stuck in his shoulder, his expression still filled with astonishment and horror. The next moment, Saint Milis's body rapidly shrank, turning into specks of light and dissipating, leaving only the hilt of the holy sword from Paul, which fell onto the riverbed with a thud.

The surging river water crashed in, engulfing the exposed riverbed and sweeping over his body, bringing a slight chill.

But then a hot body slipped into his arms.

—Aisha.

She plunged into the water and swam to Allen's side, anxiously watching him. She saw the wound on his shoulder healing rapidly, and his clear eyes looking at her. She twitched her nose as if she was about to cry, and like a fish, she clung to him and quickly floated to the surface.

With a splash, one or two people broke free of the water.

Aisha shouted, "Brother! How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you? Did we win? Saint Milis disappeared? We won? What's going on now??"

Seeing Aisha's anxious expression, Allen touched her face, smiled, and pulled her into his arms: "I'm sorry to have worried you, Aisha. We won."

The rest is quite simple.

Archbishop Achalbissa happened to appear in front of the completely bewildered passersby and announced that the sacrificial ceremony had to be canceled immediately due to some unforeseen circumstances.

At that very moment, the Knights of the Order of the Holy Templars, who had been lying in ambush outside the Temple of St. Milis, swiftly took over the Knights of the Holy Templars, who were bewildered by the Pope's disappearance.

The power transition of the Holy Empire of Milis was completed very smoothly.

After the crowd dispersed, she respectfully performed a Milisian salute to Allen.

Only then did Allen finally confirm that Achaelbissa was indeed Allen's apostle, the god of destruction.

He held Aisha, who had been clinging to him ever since the war, asking all sorts of questions, almost as if she wanted to go to bed and relax right away. After calming her down, he and Aisha, with Paul as their witness, successfully transferred the divine power of Senis to the hilt of the Holy Sword using the healing magic altar of the Milis sect.

The glow shimmering from the healing magic was very gentle, completely lacking the grandeur of the divine healing magic used by the human and god just now.

But when Senis regained his senses from his slightly dazed gaze, he instinctively ran towards Paul, but stopped halfway and looked at Paul, who was standing outside the altar, almost sobbing, with a slightly helpless look.

The latter knelt on the ground, covering his face and sobbing uncontrollably.

Allen still felt a warmer emotional support than the superficial concept of "grand".

This is exactly what he has been searching for throughout his journey of jobless reincarnation.

Half an hour later, with Aisha and the others watching, Allen jumped into the artificial lake that served as a drainage system. After diving deep, he found a huge iron skull in the center of the lake.

This elite sea fish, ten meters long and five meters wide, had been waiting for Allen's arrival.

He crawled into the belly of the Iron Skeleton and found Cole idly blowing bubbles.

The latter carefully observed Allen, and after judging from his expression that it was the real Allen and not Alstead in disguise, he immediately rushed over and gave Allen a bear hug, exclaiming with delight, "Long time no see! Allen!"

Although he spoke haltingly, he could speak human language.

Allen patted the other on the shoulder: "You've worked hard, Cole. It's fortunate that you helped this time, otherwise it would have been difficult for Alsted to reach the teleportation magic circle in the Great Forest in time."

The latter wagged its tail, looking exactly like a dog excitedly seeing its owner.

"No...it's not hard at all...I'm so happy to see...Eren!"

"How's the master craftsman doing?"

"...My Lord God...Is everything alright~"

"Then I'll have to trouble you again this time to get me to the teleportation magic circle in the Great Forest."

It was only with Cole's help that Orsteed was able to reach the vast forest just across the mountain in half a day, and then use the teleportation magic circle to get to the western ocean of the Demon Continent, before rushing to the old city of Chihiris to relieve Allen.

For the next two or three days, Allen went to monitor the abandoned inn where Chisilica was hiding every day. His real purpose was not to be afraid of the trap set by the gods, but to create "proof" of his presence, so that the gods would have the illusion that Allen had always been in the old city of Chisilica.

So much so that when Alsteid appeared before him on the day of the final battle, he never imagined that yesterday's Eren had become today's Alsteid.

This is the most crucial element for the success of this plan.

"Will you... come to Yuanhai to visit sometime in a while?"

Upon hearing Cole's question, Allen couldn't help but think of Alice, who remained in the capital, and smiled, "Next time, I might bring my family to the Abyss Sea for a trip."

"That's...that's great!"

Half a day later, Allen arrived at the Great Forest, bid farewell to Cole, and stepped into the underwater teleportation magic circle.

A day later, he stepped onto land from the western coastline of the Demon Continent, arrived at the shore of the Demon Continent, and started running wildly, activating his Dragon Saint Battle Aura and Breath Technique.

However, they did not go to the old city of Chihiris.

Using the clairvoyance magic circle, he located the direction of Lokishi, having deviated from the path Orsteed had taken.

destination:

Lokishi's hometown: Migludia Village.