At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

More than five kilometers of ground were frozen into a thick layer of solid ice.

Following closely behind were countless emerald green wooden spears that continuously tore apart the glacier, shooting straight into the sky like countless arrows.

Rumble rumble rumble rumble—whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—crack crack crack—

The other priests also launched ranged attacks the instant the attack occurred, unleashing a barrage of fire, boulders, water arrows, lightning, and wind blades towards the location of the demon viscount.

Rumble rumble rumble—

hum~

The next moment, pitch-black light spread from where the Demon Viscount was, slowing down all attacks as if they were frozen, and even turning the surrounding scenery gray.

A gigantic, ferocious, semi-transparent gray maw, over 500 meters long, emerged from the ground and snapped upwards, instantly engulfing all attacks within its range.

The giant mouth, carrying everything inside, disappeared into the earth, as if all the attacks had been devoured.

"Hehe, ladies and gentlemen, I'll take my leave now. I hope the Fangs will bring you despair." The Demon Viscount, his robes slightly dirty, bowed politely like a gentleman before disappearing in an ominous red light.

As a fifth-order demon viscount and a subordinate of the Gluttony Demon King, he naturally possessed a trace of the power of the 'Great Sin of Gluttony,' and even ordinary sixth-order beings might not be his match.

"Damn it! He's only at the fifth rank! Our desperate attack in an instant didn't even scratch him!" Abelang's eyes were bloodshot.

Is this what a demon is? For humans, it's capable of transcending a whole level!

"Damn it!" Anselm bit his lip until it bled, the metallic taste in his mouth calming him down a bit.

"Your Honor! Your Honor! Over there! Black smoke is approaching us!" a priest shouted in a hoarse voice.

“I sense it! More than a thousand Fallen Ones are rushing towards us.” Abelon looked in the direction of the black smoke.

"The strongest is only at the fourth rank! Thank goodness! We should be able to stop them!"

“However, given that fallen beings with demonic power can transcend ranks, we are still at a disadvantage, but not by much.” Anselm felt a chill, but it was as if flames were about to explode in his chest.

"Eliminate them!"

……

Vatican City

The Pope was facing the statue of God, which emanated a faint divine aura, and a pale golden bead floated in front of him.

"So that's how it is... It's humanity's sin that demons crawled out of hell." The Pope's expression was solemn, and the 'Eye of God' in his hand flickered on and off.

He has communicated with God and received a great deal of information.

Human sins have only entered hell, not disappeared. The demons in hell will seek out fallen humans and transform their sins into evil power, which will then manifest in them.

The Fallen are the embodiment of human evil, and they will constantly seek out their superhuman counterparts.

The only way for the extraordinary beings to truly eliminate it and transcend it is to destroy that part of humanity's sins.

In other words, this is a 'trial' that humanity must overcome.

“The devil… is as evil as described in the Bible!” the Pope couldn’t help but curse, bringing forth original sin from hell in an endless stream.

The Pope reached out and carefully caught the golden bead.

This is a 'seed of hope,' which will bring a tiny glimmer of hope to those fighting against evil in their most desperate times.

He also obtained the divine magic cultivation method of 'Holy Light'.

'Holy Light' can purify monsters and anomalies from other worlds, but it cannot purify 'original sin' and 'evil power'. However, it can drive demons back to hell.

Los Saint calmly looked at the old Pope with his hands behind his back and stroked his chin.

Humanity cannot live under the protection of gods forever; he himself is human and understands humanity better.

Human civilization cannot grow fundamentally if it relies too much on gods; comfort fosters virtue, while crisis shapes willpower.

Virtue is sufficient, but what about willpower?

For a civilization to continue its ascent beyond the solar system, a noble and undying will is essential.

Although he has not yet fully taken control of the solar system, he must take three steps forward and aim for five, laying a solid foundation.

To be honest, he has helped too many of the top experts on Earth.

Previously, a large number of powerful individuals were needed to deal with the monsters from the other world. Now that we don't need to worry about those monsters, the improvement of willpower should be put on the agenda.

At the very least, one must be virtuous enough to be in a high position.

But he couldn't suppress it too much, so he gave it a 'seed of hope'.

This thing was cultivated from a tiny fragment of Barbatos's power of hope, and it will bring a small turning point at crucial moments.

In addition, the 'Holy Light' was given to the church.

In fact, this 'holy light' is merely the 'corrosive power' of the 'corrosive authority,' assimilating all foreign objects into a part of this world.

What is 'erosion' for outsiders is 'purification' for life in this world.

"What! We encountered demons! The demons have left! No casualties? We also encountered thousands of fallen ones, the strongest of whom reached the fourth rank? More than a dozen of the third rank?" The Pope's phone rang at this moment, and his expression changed drastically when he answered it.

"Abelang is so stubborn! He actually led a cleric order of thirty people to fight against thousands of fallen ones!"

"Come back! Come back! Why don't you set a trap or fly a kite? A fourth-tier Fallen is equivalent to a fifth-tier Fallen, and a dozen third-tier Fallen are equivalent to a dozen fourth-tier Fallen!"

"You think you can fight? You're nothing!"

"You guys fly kites for me from a distance! Just make sure the Fallen Ones don't get out of the Great Rift Valley in Africa! I'll contact the 'Neighbors of God' in Britain right away."

"I've brought the elite of the priesthood to provide support!"

"Pfft!" Luo Sheng couldn't help but laugh as he watched the old pope cursing. This pope was really interesting.

As Los Saint watched the Pope rush out, his gaze also turning towards the direction of the African Rift Valley, a strange light appeared in his eyes.

"Something has fallen out of the Type-Moon world again. If I hadn't been paying special attention, I probably wouldn't have noticed."

The figure vanished instantly, and reappeared in the Sahara Desert in Africa the next moment.

Standing on the sand dune, looking at the two figures, one large and one small, in the distance, a smile gradually spread across his face: "Something fun is about to happen."

The field of vision gradually zoomed in.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh—What's going on! What's going on?! Why am I suddenly in this desert?! What kind of place is this?! Can summoning a Heroic Spirit really result in summoning yourself in reverse?!?!"

A tall, twin-tailed girl clutched her head and wailed in despair. She was wearing a red knitted long-sleeved round-neck top, a black short skirt that reached her hips, and a blue gemstone necklace around her neck.

"I didn't make any mistakes, why?! What went wrong?!"

The girl knelt on the sand, wailing, completely out of it, as if a dark cloud was hanging over her head.

"Sister, sister..." A little girl with long black hair, who looked about six years old and resembled her by about eight points, tugged at the girl's sleeve worriedly.

"Ugh..." The girl looked at the little girl who looked eight-tenths like her when she was a child and became even more distraught: "Sakura... Ahhh, the more I think about it, the weirder it gets!"

She summoned a heroic spirit but ended up in the desert by accident. That was bad enough, but just as she had walked a few kilometers and thought she was going to become one of the dried-up corpses in the desert...

Her younger sister, or more precisely, her younger sister from when she was a child, suddenly appeared from mid-air and slammed her onto the sand.

She clearly remembered that her younger sister, Tohsaka Sakura, had been sent to the Matou family when she was a child and renamed Matou Sakura.

But after asking for a long time, this little sister didn't know what happened either. She only said that when she was playing hide-and-seek with her when they were little, she suddenly fell into a hole and ended up here.

"Sister...we will definitely get out of the desert, don't cry," Sakura Tohsaka said in her childish voice, her tone full of comfort.

"Who needs your comfort..." Rin Tohsaka pouted. Being comforted by her six-year-old sister? Did she have no shame? She was the older sister, and a seventeen-year-old one at that. She would be an adult after her birthday.

"I don't even know which desert this is or where it is. Sigh, the water in my body is evaporating rapidly... In two hours at most, I will be dehydrated and unable to move."

“You… you’ll probably be dehydrated in about an hour,” Rin Tohsaka said, looking at her six-year-old sister with a dazed expression.

She was summoned by a heroic spirit and transported to the desert to die. She will probably be recorded in the history of the Clock Tower, as a clown.

It might even become a joke told by the teacher in the Clock Tower classroom.

Sakura Tohsaka lowered her head, her eyes were red, and her fingers nervously clutched her clothes. She was so sensible that it broke your heart.

"Sigh, I just can't do anything with you." Rin Tohsaka scratched her head and sighed, "We can only try our luck, maybe we can find an oasis or something if we walk for another hour."

"Hey! There really is an oasis!"

As soon as Rin Tohsaka finished speaking, her eyes caught sight of a patch of green at the foot of a sand dune not far away, and even the shadow of a lake.

"Water! Water! Water! I'm not dying of thirst!" Rin Tohsaka excitedly picked up Sakura Tohsaka, and blue 'magic circuits' instantly appeared on her arms and legs, making her run towards the oasis at a speed that exceeded human limits.

I arrived in less than a minute.

An oasis came into view. The oasis was very small, less than 200 meters in diameter, with a small lake 100 meters in diameter in the center of the oasis, surrounded by a few coconut trees.

She stopped in her tracks, her lips twitching and her eyebrows trembling.

Because there was an ordinary-looking young man fishing under the coconut tree.

Such a small lake in the desert, and coconut trees too? Can these things even grow in the desert? And what's even stranger is that someone is fishing there.

Even an ordinary person, let alone a magician, knows how outrageous this is.

Rin Tohsaka quickly rubbed her eyes, and upon closer inspection, realized it wasn't a hallucination.

hiss--

A sense of unease shot from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.

This wasn't fishing; it was fishing for her. He couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Gulp~"

The young man looked up at her calmly. Rin Tohsaka subconsciously took two steps back, touched the gem pendant around her neck, and prepared to activate gem magic at any moment and then run away.

"Young lady, what are you doing?" Luo Sheng smiled slightly.

"Haha... It's nothing, I just wanted some water..." Rin Tohsaka chuckled dryly, her heart pounding. Could her presence here be related to this person?

They manipulated the summoning of heroic spirits to teleport her to the desert, and even sent her six-year-old sister from over a decade ago.

Such magical skill is beyond even the reach of a Grand Magician... Could he be a mage who has reached the Root and even mastered 'magic'?

Chapter 186: The Gemstone Elder, the World Where the Age of Gods Never Left

"Gulp~" Rin Tohsaka swallowed hard. The tugging of her clothes brought her back to her senses. She looked down at her younger sister, whose lips were cracked and who looked like she was about to collapse.

"If you want water, why are you still standing there? Are you worried about something? There's no need to worry." Luo Sheng smiled at the suspicious Rin Tohsaka.