At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

As the Yaga people left Moscow, they looked up at the blue sky and white clouds they had never seen before, in disbelief, and even rubbed their eyes to look again.

Looking at both sides of the road, there was a green I had never seen before, colors and things that could only be seen in picture books in the libraries of nobles. It was grass and flowers.

The white storm wall outside the Russian land slowly disappeared. The entire Lostbelt had separated from the timeline the moment the World Tree was planted, becoming an independent 'other world'.

[People of Russia, the mercy of Almighty God has arrived; please believe devoutly in this.]

Ivan the Terrible's voice echoed throughout Russia. All the Yaga felt the gentle breeze and watched the ever-growing greenery around them. For some reason, tears streamed down their faces, and they couldn't help but kneel on the ground, gazing up at the sky.

Only a few Yaga people still remember the Almighty God and still keep the Almighty God's church; most Yaga people have long forgotten their faith in God in their struggle to survive.

All the Yaga people were celebrating and praying, their humanity, suppressed by the crisis of survival, constantly erupting from the depths of their souls.

The more you suppress human nature, the more uncontrollable it will be when it is reactivated.

Under the rules of the world, their bodies are subtly altered, and they will revert to human form in the next three generations, but Yaga's wolf ears and tail will remain.

This alternate Russian world will develop into a civilization of werewolves, a subspecies of human.

The world is rapidly recovering, and Ivan the Terrible invites everyone to the palace for a banquet. The Chaldea submersible also successfully arrives in Russia and joins the banquet at the palace.

Unfortunately, newly reborn Russia was far too impoverished, and the few things it could offer were those that had been frozen and stored in ice hundreds of years ago.

However, no one cared about this. The Pope himself had the fields of wheat and fruits stretching as far as the eye could see on the land outside Moscow.

Although the food made from extraordinary ingredients is not prepared by professional chefs, high-level extraordinary individuals are more or less involved in other professions, so reaching the third or fourth level is not a problem for them.

Everyone was drinking freshly brewed fruit wine in the palace banquet hall, preparing food on the spot, singing and dancing, and everyone's face was full of relaxed smiles.

Today is the most relaxed day for the Chaldea people since the arrival of the alien god.

Ivan the Terrible did not act like a Tsar. Instead, he cheerfully poured wine for everyone like an ordinary old man. His five-meter-tall monster body looked bulky, but it was actually very agile, and he did not spill any wine outside the cup.

Cheers! ×n

Everyone raised their glasses and laughed, followed by gurgling sounds.

“Hoo…” Ivan the Terrible put down the wooden cup, which was as big as an oak barrel, in his hand: “I am very grateful to everyone for not holding grudges. Although it is in the past, I apologize again for attacking Chaldea.”

Ivan the Terrible bowed deeply to everyone in Chaldea. He was not a Tsar who refused to admit his mistakes; it was precisely because he was the Tsar that he had to acknowledge all his merits and demerits.

"Although the attack on Chaldea is indeed infuriating, it's too late to go back to the past," Leonardo da Vinci said with a smile.

"And at most we'll lose some property, it's not a big deal."

Chaldea's equipment had backups, so she didn't feel grief over Chaldea's destruction, only regret.

“Is that so? I was being petty, hahaha.” Ivan the Terrible laughed heartily. “Chaldea, the guardian of pan-human history, will do everything in its power to help whenever needed.”

"This oath will become a covenant on the Russian land, and Chaldea will be the eternal friend of the Russian people."

“Then there are indeed many things that His Majesty the Tsar needs to help with,” Holmes said with a smile, as he pulled out a list from the back of his hand. These were lists of precious materials needed to build the new Chaldea.

He and Leonardo da Vinci planned to build Chaldea into a mobile ship, carrying the entire Chaldea on a free virtual voyage.

After the banquet, the Chaldeans, with the help of Ivan the Terrible, searched for precious materials to build Chaldea on the Russian continent.

"The banquet has reached its climax. Without music, even the most delicious food would lack a soul. Ladies and gentlemen, please listen to 'Hymn of Thanksgiving'." Salieri offered his tribute to everyone and then sat down at the piano, his fingers flying across the black and white keys.

Ding ding! Do! Ding ding ding...

The pleasant music and the laughter of the banquet intertwined, making everything seem so blissful, as if Russia's suffering had never occurred.

Seven days later.

Everyone bid farewell to Ivan the Terrible, who watched his friends leave with a touch of reluctance.

Although the time spent meeting was so short, the process of people meeting and becoming friends doesn't take long.

"Goodbye, Tsar!" Fujimaru Ritsuka waved to the Tsar and walked into the imaginary submarine, which resembled a large ship, with Mash.

"I wonder when we'll meet again, Chaldea." Ivan the Terrible watched as the Imaginary Submarine emitted light and then disappeared before his eyes.

"Ah... what a remarkable little girl."

Ivan the Terrible raised his head and looked up at the sky: "The world is so beautiful. Thank you, my lord."

……

In the imaginary submarine.

The space in New Chaldea is not small. If the rooms are planned as eight-person dormitories, they can accommodate hundreds of people, but if they are divided into single rooms, they are not enough.

The arrival of powerful reinforcements from the Spirit One Pan-Human History made the interior of Chaldea seem very crowded.

"Welcome everyone to Chaldea. The living space is a bit cramped at the moment, but it's still fine for everyone to have a single room," Leonardo da Vinci said with a smile. "Those who aren't combatants can squeeze in."

"But it will only last one night. After we rise to the surface, we will start expanding Chaldea, and then our living space will be much larger."

“There’s no need for that. I know the art of the Pot Heaven, which can expand the living space so that everyone can have a single room,” Yura said, patting her chest.

"That's right, we basically all have some spatial abilities."

"Miss Yura, Pope, Grandpa Yu, you are all so amazing, it seems like you can do everything," Mashu said admiringly.

Nero said matter-of-factly, "It's nothing. The higher the level of a superhuman, the more they know. After all, they evolve step by step towards godhood. Although becoming a god does not mean becoming omniscient and omnipotent, the scope of knowledge involved will far exceed human imagination."

“Take me for example! I’m now an all-around genius who has surpassed human imagination!” Nero said proudly, raising her chin. She was the emperor, and she could get whatever she wanted.

Although the effects of the 'Emperor's Privilege' are greatly reduced after advancing to the ninth rank, she can still obtain it if a new area that has not yet been explored appears.

Yes, she could. She will always be at the forefront of human development and will never fall behind, unless she herself does not want to.

“You’re a genius, I can’t ignore that, Your Majesty Nero,” Leonardo da Vinci said. “How about we have a contest to see who can make the new Chaldea component the fastest?”

“Although it might seem like I’m being made to do the work, Da Vinci, I’ll show you whose omnipotence is more magnificent,” Nero said confidently, hands on his hips.

“It just so happens that while you were working on Chaldea, I was also sparring with you sword-wielding friends.” Miyamoto Musashi’s voice was full of frustration: “When I was dueling with the Tsar, you guys were too fast. I didn’t even have time to react before it was over.”

“Ms. Musashi need not be discouraged.” Yu Chengyue shook his head and smiled. “Ms. Musashi’s swordsmanship is indeed exceptionally powerful, but her physical strength has only reached the fifth level, so it is normal that her reaction cannot keep up.”

"That's the downside of becoming a Heroic Spirit," Miyamoto Musashi said helplessly. "No matter how much you train, you won't change under normal circumstances."

"Ah, what a pity, I can't stay here." Leosley shook his head regretfully. "I have to go back, otherwise things will go wrong at the Mello Petersburg underwater prison."

“Don’t worry, Duke, we will carry your name in our challenge.” Nero said with a smile, “You will be a part of it then too.”

“Your Majesty Nero, please don’t joke around.” Leosley sighed, his body began to glow, and the power of spacetime appeared on his body.

"Goodbye, Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mash, and friends of Chaldea."

"I hope you will come to Fontaine someday, and I will treat you then."

“Goodbye, Mr. Leosley.” Mash waved.

Fujimaru Ritsuka waved her hand: "I'll definitely find a way to go and check on things after I've saved humanity."

"Hahaha, that must be an unforgettable journey," Leosley laughed, then waved his hand, and before he could even wave twice, he was gone.

……

One day later.

On a blank slate Earth.

A large amphibious ship, fifty meters long and thirty meters wide, sails across a land covered in white sand.

"Seriously, not a single bacterium can be found. Those alien scum are truly hateful." Kisara Tendo grabbed a handful of white sand, gritting his teeth. "This is Earth, after all..."

“Alien creatures that are completely different from human understanding are indeed impossible to coexist with.” Irene shook her head. The entire Earth was wiped out, and a planet was completely extinct. This is definitely absolute evil.

"There's not a single signal. Has no one really escaped the blanking?" Da Vinci sighed as he adjusted the signal receiver.

"Humanity has so many hidden powers: the Root Magicians, the Wizards, the ancient monarchs of the Clock Tower, the Atlas Institute far away on the moon, the Wandering Sea adrift in a special space-time—have none of them escaped from the blank sheet of paper?"

At that moment, the signal responded.

[Buzzing sounds...]

I am the magician of pan-human history.

I am the magician of true history.

Anyone who receives this signal, please rendezvous with us.

To reiterate... please proceed to the following coordinates to meet up.

This is Portandes, the Wandering Sea, Portandes.

Upon receiving the signal, Chaldea was surprised and excited, but then a hint of doubt arose.

However, after a brief discussion, everyone decided to go to the coordinates they had received.

……

Los Saint hovered in mid-air, watching Chaldea re-enter the Imaginary Submarine.

"We won't enter the next Lostbelt for at least another month."

"The frequency of dimensional portals related to 'Super God Academy' appearing in the main universe is getting higher and higher. It seems that the dimensional portals in the Super God Universe have been detected by the god-making civilizations, and those god-making civilizations are trying their best to capture them."

"Unfortunately, without the ability to transcend worldviews, trying to capture dimensional portals through technological means is simply wishful thinking."

“But that’s perfect, the Super God Universe isn’t small either, let’s just take it.” With that, Luo Sheng opened the dimensional portal back to the main universe and walked in.

Chapter 306 Gould's Belt, Rin Tohsaka, you don't want to be... discovered, do you?

Main Universe—Milky Way—Orion Arm—Gould Belt.

In a region one light-year outside a yellow dwarf star system of a G-type main sequence star.

A space fleet consisting of a massive 5,000-meter-long command ship and 23 auxiliary ships of various types is traveling at faster-than-light speeds through the dark universe. Each ship is covered with a silvery film of light, leaving a white trail a unit of astronomical length behind it.

This is the spatial distortion trajectory created by the entire fleet activating 'faster-than-light warp drive'.

These trajectories would be extremely clear to extraterrestrial civilizations with astronomical observation capabilities, but it would take thousands of years to observe them.

The speed of light is fast for civilizations still confined to planets, but it is as slow as a snail's pace for civilizations that have achieved interstellar travel, taking several years to travel from one star system to the nearest one.

Only civilizations that have achieved a 'space warp drive' are qualified to call themselves 'interstellar overlords'.

Once 'space warp drive' is achieved, it will only be a matter of time before one gains complete control of their own galaxy.

At this moment, this interstellar fleet is the human civilization's fleet that has traveled the farthest distance from the solar system.

This fleet is a joint fleet from the 'Pan-Human Federation', and its purpose is to survey star systems where elements of life were detected a century ago.