My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

I have complete control over this body. Trying to take it over is wishful thinking. If you're planning to break it from the inside, you can give up.

Three minutes! I'll kill you within three minutes, and your soul will be scattered to the winds!

At the same time, Solomon suddenly changed his tone and said, "Solomon, I know all that you're saying. It's impossible to defeat you from within."

However… I wasn’t completely unprepared! Now, witness my final magic trick!

Upon hearing this, Solomon pondered for a moment and then said, "The time for farewell has come? Such magic is of no use to me who has been crowned God."

Chapter 877: An apple a day keeps the doctor away

"No, I had a premonition of this day not long after the future disappeared, so how could I do nothing?"

Whether I defeat you head-on or seize control of this body, I can't do anything given the terrifying difference in mental strength. But even the weak have their own awareness.

Siegfried, now is the time to act!

The doctor shouted, and then the space above Solomon shattered, from which Siegfried leaped down.

"Is this all you're relying on? A mere Heroic Spirit dares to try and make me your enemy? Ha, even if I stand still and let all the Heroic Spirits on the Heroic Spirit Seat gang up on me, it wouldn't pose any threat to my life."

Oh, my foolish fragments, you and your backup plan make me laugh.

Solomon's disdainful words rang out at that moment, and at the same time, the attack of the collapsing consciousness came again.

“I am not a part of your consciousness, nor a fragment of it. From beginning to end, I have never been Solomon. My name has always been the same: Romani Archman!”

There's no way I could kill you, but even the weak have their own awareness, Siegfried. It's time to use that thing.

Solomon, this is the death route I've prepared for you!

The doctor's words were full of awareness, and Siegfried said sorry, stretched out his right hand, and the apple was summoned. As the apple appeared, an eerie halo spread out layer by layer.

"You actually want to use our connection to kill me too?"

Solomon's expression changed as he felt the perfect structure within his body crumbling. His expression shifted as he looked at the apple in Siegfried's hand.

The closer he got to the apple, the more he could feel the speed at which his genes were collapsing and disintegrating, and it was at this moment that the attack of the collapsing consciousness struck again.

"Hahaha, Romani, this is my escape route!"

Solomon's eyes lit up as he looked at the Honkai consciousness, and in the next moment he rushed directly towards the passage behind the Honkai that connected this world with the Honkai world.

"The day I return will be the day your end!"

After uttering a harsh remark, Solomon disappeared at the end of the passage.

In the real world, watching this scene on the screen, the captain looked at the doctor with that typical "you look":

"Is this the awareness of the weak, Romani? Your awareness is more dazzling than the rising sun on the screen."

The doctor stared blankly at the screen. Was this the choice he would have to make in the future? It turned out that he had never been Solomon at all, but just a fake puppet created by Solomon.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the theater, Goetia was experiencing a similar feeling. He never imagined that his every move was part of Solomon's plan, and that he himself would end up being the Joker.

Oh no, this is terrible! I'm too weak. I'm just too weak to stand up to that God Solomon.

I need more power.

Goetia's feelings were incredibly complicated. He had thought he was the ultimate despair to destroy humanity and the only hope to save the world, but he never expected that he would end up being nothing more than a tool for Solomon to ascend to godhood.

Is Olga on the screen a fabricated hero created by someone else? Then isn't he himself a fabricated magician created by someone else?

Even puppets have their own awareness. Solomon, knowing my future self... I will never lose!

After learning of Solomon's hidden terrifying power, Goetia decided that she should first find a way to become stronger before thinking about fighting him.

"Doctor."

Meanwhile, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu felt like they were watching a tearjerker, while Otto's attention was completely off Solomon.

"At the very least, we should wait until the Honkai consciousness is further weakened before using this method."

Otto couldn't understand Romani's ideas at all. If Solomon disappeared, what means would the people of that world use to fight against the Honkai?

"This is the time for you to step in!"

Just then, a light, tactful voice sounded on the screen, and a nightmare with the air of a gentle older brother appeared on the screen.

If someone doesn't know him, they might mistake this sudden appearance of a nightmare-like aura for his true nature.

However, if one has a deep understanding of it, one will know that the inner essence of this nightmare has nothing to do with its outward disguise.

"Hmm, leave it to me. Having already inherited the legacy of the first Holy Swordsman, dealing with the Honkai consciousness shouldn't be a problem."

Looking at Merlin beside him, Xia Qing, who was originally known as King Arthur in the world as the Old Sword, smiled and said this.

"Well, now that you've acquired that power, dealing with that guy from outside the world should be a piece of cake. I'll be waiting to see your performance at the Tower of the End."

Merlin spoke in a tone of feigned trust, and as soon as he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers and teleported the old sword to the battlefield.

Who is this man? Why do I always feel that he has ill intentions towards His Highness the Prince?

In the real world, looking at Merlin on the screen and recalling the smile of the old sword, Sajou Aika's initial excitement at seeing the prince gradually faded.

They seemed to know each other well, but instinctively, Ayaka Sajou sensed something was off. The white-haired man felt that everything was fake.

It's all a disguise. That kind of aura can't be hidden. Why would His Highness know someone who looks like a con artist?

Oh no, what a disaster! Could His Highness have been deceived by him?

As Aika Sajou was making this guess, the Chaldea members heard a key word.

"The legacy of the first Holy Swordsman... the Holy Swordsman who defeated the White Giant?"

The captain's eyes lit up, seemingly showing interest, while the director, after a moment's thought, recalled some information he had seen at the Clock Tower.

"I'm really looking forward to seeing what the legacy of the first Holy Sword Wielder will be."

After recalling those fairytale-like descriptions, the director looked at the screen with a curious gaze.

The doctor stared at the old sword on the screen, slightly taken aback. He recognized the person on the screen, but in the current situation, was the Holy Sword Wielder's power truly effective?

On the screen, the old sword, having arrived on the battlefield, helps the director, who has transformed into Gaia, block a crucial blow against the Honkai consciousness.

"Thank you, thank you."

After taking a few awkward steps back in his Gaia form, the director thanked the old sword that had just unleashed a beam of light to resist the Honkai consciousness's casual attack.

Looking at the old sword, the director was puzzled as to who this blond figure who had suddenly appeared was.

Chapter 878: That day I only heard "Senior Gaia" and then collapsed weakly to the ground.

"You're welcome. Now, I will show you this enemy from beyond the world."

Looking at the Honkai consciousness not far away, the old sword was ready for battle, and in the next moment, he took out the Orb Ring, the legacy of the first Holy Swordsman.

"Senior Tiga, Senior Gaia, please lend me your power!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old sword transformed into Ultraman Orb right before the eyes of everyone in the theater, and at the same time, the director transformed into Gaia, kneeling on one knee and showing a weak and powerless posture.

"Huh... borrowing power face-to-face?"

Looking at his weakened self on the screen, the director in the real world had a somewhat subtle expression.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ayaka Sajou looked at the old sword on the screen with a somewhat unexpected expression.

Even if His Highness is far away, he can still turn into Ultraman.

The enormous lightsaber materialized at that moment, and just as Orb was about to unleash his attack, the lightsaber suddenly disintegrated. Within seconds of Orb transforming, it vanished without a trace.

"This is……"

At this moment, Old Sword was kneeling on the ground. His pupils suddenly contracted, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. He forcibly suppressed the weakness in his body and slowly got up, trying to fight again.

However, his body clearly could no longer support him. As Old Sword tried to get up and fight, his chest was suddenly pierced by a fist.

“King Arthur of another world, your mission ends here. The responsibility of saving the world is not suitable for you.”

At that moment, Merlin suddenly appeared behind Old Sword and spoke in a cold voice. Upon hearing this, Old Sword weakly turned his head, seemingly wanting to look at Merlin and ask why.

Merlin, who had just withdrawn his fist and fallen limply to the ground, noticed Old Sword's gaze and said calmly, "Do you think I would reveal my true purpose to you?"

Upon hearing this, Old Sword's eyes flashed with a hint of resentment, while in the real world, Merlin stared at the scene on the screen, frozen in place, feeling numb all over.

Why, why is my body giving me such rapid warnings? It's almost like I'm about to die?

Merlin sensed something was wrong, while on the other side of the theater, watching the scene on the screen, Aika Sajou clenched her fists, her anger reaching its breaking point.

Merlin is doomed, I told you, even His Highness the Prince can't save him!

Sajō Aika left the stage, unable to bear watching King Arthur's end. She decided to make some "small arrangements" first and then settle scores with Merlin.

At this moment, none of the Chaldea members had anticipated what was happening, and just then, Merlin's lips curled slightly upwards on the screen:

"King Arthur was nothing but a fabricated knight king I created myself. Everything I did... was to get myself into heaven!"

?

Upon hearing Merlin's words, the director's expression in the real world became somewhat complicated. Was that "fake hero" a standard phrase in his world? It seemed like every villain liked to use it.

Also, why do so many people choose to go to heaven? Wouldn't it be better to just learn magic tricks properly?

The director felt incredibly conflicted at that moment, and then Merlin's pupils suddenly contracted on the screen and his body began to sway as if trying to break free from something.

However, the next moment, a familiar scene unfolded once again.

The girl's hand pierced Merlin's chest, while the old sword, lying face up on the ground, was somewhat stunned.

The wheel of fortune turns around way too fast, doesn't it?

At that moment, a girl who looked like a female version of Merlin appeared behind him, a slight smile playing on her lips, and whispered, "Shouldn't a puppet try to break free from its master's control, Merlin-chan~?"

"Magical Girl...Merry!"

Merlin pulled his right hand out, and Merlin spun around and collapsed weakly to the ground, assuming the same pose as the old sword. Looking at the girl who resembled him, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

How is that possible? The thing controlling me is actually my own virtual avatar?

Meanwhile, in the real world, different people reacted differently to the girl who suddenly appeared on the screen.

At this moment, Merlin felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at himself with a punch through his chest. He was somewhat surprised that his online image had come to life. Meanwhile, the doctor looked at Merlin on the screen with mixed feelings.

Magical Girl Merry really does exist, but... but why has it turned out like this?