A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

"Waaaaah—! Waaaaah!"

The girl's cries echoed continuously, but Wang Chong, sitting on the throne, looked coldly at the little girl in front of him, without the slightest pity in his eyes.

Has Wang Chong suddenly become indifferent to Sajou Aika again? Or are they playing some kind of alphabet game?

"Axe, come!"

With a wave of his hand, Wang Chong conjured countless silver-white axes in the space. Upon seeing these axes, the girl immediately let out a shrill scream, as if she had encountered something terrifying.

"Hehehe, why are you trembling like this? Can someone as powerful as 'the heavens' be afraid?"

Wang Chong stared coldly at the girl before him, and softly uttered her name: "Alaya..."

Chapter 188: Punishing Alaya

At this moment, Wang Chong was not on Mount Etna, but in a pure white space. Here, there was only him and a silver-haired loli being chopped to pieces by an axe.

After dealing with Sajyo Aika and the Beast of 666, Wang Chong and Sajyo Aika had a good time making love. However, just as Wang Chong was about to take things further, Sajyo Aika had already fainted from the pressure of Wang Chong's kisses.

This left Wang Chong somewhat amused and exasperated, and he could only temporarily carry Ayaka Sajou back to her room in the Dimensional House.

As for the Beast of 666, he naturally placed it in the Orleans area first. Fortunately, the Beast of 666 also possessed the class skill of self-modification. After its size shrank to the size of an ordinary lion, it obediently found a place to lie down and fall asleep.

After finishing these matters, Wang Chong once again took out the axe-shaped object and silently said, "Enter."

Subsequently, Wang Chong was also sucked into the axe-shaped object. When his consciousness returned, what he saw was a pure white space and a huge axe cleaving a silver-haired loli into pieces.

However, the imagined bloody and mangled scene did not appear. After being shattered into pieces, the opponent turned into fragments of spiritual light that scattered in all directions.

They then moved to a new location and coalesced again, forming the image of the silver-haired loli once more. But just as the image was formed, an axe materialized in the sky once more, slashing down fiercely at the silver-haired loli before them.

The silver-haired loli desperately tried her best to resist, but when her power came into contact with the giant axe in the sky, it not only failed to stop the axe from falling, but also completely enraged the axe, which slammed cleanly into the ground and shattered the silver-haired loli into pieces once again.

The poor silver-haired loli didn't even have time to utter a cry before she was reduced to starlight fragments once again.

However, Wang Chong showed no pity at this situation; instead, he sneered three times and said:

"Whether before or after you came into this world, your actions are disgusting. It's just a pity that I only captured a fragment of your consciousness today."

"Alaya, being locked in this space by my Heaven-Opening Axe and whipped is an honor enough for you. After all, you don't deserve such a good tool."

It turns out that the silver-haired loli who was being repeatedly cleaved was none other than Alaya, whom Wang Chong had captured. Previously, Wang Chong had obtained an item called "A Trace of the True Meaning of the Heaven-Opening Axe" from the system's rewards for changing Ritsuka's fate.

Its tools have a remarkable effect on the world's will that is 'unworthy of its position,' directly pulling it into the judgment space for round after round of axe-wielding judgment. And this space now is precisely the judgment space created by the true meaning of the Heaven-Opening Axe.

And so the scene that is now unfolded quickly: Wang Chong gained control of this trial space and began to punish Alaya with even greater severity.

Finally, after another round of trial, Wang Chong transformed the axe into chains to bind the limbs of the little Alaya consciousness. Then, Wang Chong stood before it, coldly staring at Alaya, and said:

"Alaya...Are you still being stubborn? Or are you still unwilling to tell me?"

"Will you tell me or not... will you tell me or not..."

Alaya murmured softly, then suddenly seemed to break down emotionally, bursting into tears as she said, "I never said I wouldn't tell! What did I say? Just ask me! Ask me!?"

"They tormented me for three hours, then asked me if I would talk..."

Wang Chong asked the system in confusion, "Didn't I ask?"

"No, host. You've been too busy venting your frustration about being targeted by Alaya since you transmigrated," the system replied truthfully.

"...Alright then."

Wang Chong felt that he had vented most of his displeasure, and Alaya seemed to be afraid enough of the punishment from the Heaven-Opening Axe.

It should be understood that an axe imbued with a trace of the true essence of the Heaven-Opening Axe is not merely capable of physically destroying Alaya.

That thing truly contains a trace of the true meaning of "creation of heaven and earth," and for Alaya, a product equivalent to the Heavenly Dao of the world, it is a natural nemesis.

Even though this is merely a remnant consciousness of Alaya, this true meaning can still have a miraculous effect on its original body, Alaya, through the connection. And this is the real reason why Alaya is completely terrified of the man before it.

Because my life is now truly in the other person's hands, the reason I am only being torn apart and not completely obliterated is because the other person is still forgiving me.

"Go." Wang Chong removed the chains from Alaya's limbs and threw it to the ground. Just as Alaya was about to stand up, he heard Wang Chong say, "Speak properly while lying down."

"Let's forget about the Guardians you sent before; that's just the mechanism of your restraint. I'll just deal with the Guardians at most, so you'll know I'm not someone to be trifled with."

"But you shouldn't have forcibly summoned my Servants! Not to mention that there are plenty of Servants in the Throne of Heroes, even if you insisted that Artoria [alter] and Stheno go to the Singularity, you could have just accessed the Throne of Heroes' records and summoned the corresponding Servants. Why did you have to use my Servants to do this?"

Wang Chong questioned: "Where is Mei? Didn't you think of Lin Kong? Where is Lin Zai Zai...?"

"Using my Servants is one thing, but sealing away their original memories?! Do you know how much damage this caused to my Servants? Ha, only three hours? Even if I attacked you for three days, three months... even three years wouldn't be enough!"

Upon hearing Wang Chong's question, Alaya fell silent, trembling as if trying to come up with an explanation.

"What? Still unwilling to talk? In that case, then you can..." Wang Chong's expression turned cold, and the axe in his hand flashed again.

"No! I'll talk! I'll talk, okay?" Alaya was terrified at this moment and explained, "It's not that I want to recruit your Servants, but that they are the only ones I can recruit now."

"What do you mean? Explain in more detail," Wang Chong asked coldly.

"This is all because of the Third Law of Rebirth. In fact, using the Third Law to rebirth a general will forcibly remove the heroic spirit that was originally on the Throne of Heroes, thus achieving a certain degree of resurrection."

"However, this resurrection is not a complete resurrection; it will still be affected by the Throne of Heroes. For example, the mechanism of summoning Heroic Spirits will still be effective for these Heroic Spirits."

Alaya couldn't help but say, "In other words, from now on, if a Heroic Spirit Summoning wants to summon King Arthur, Mordred, and others, it will have to record from them, instead of extracting records from the Heroic Spirits in Valhalla."

"However, unlike the Throne of Heroes, the Throne of Heroes' mechanism allows a Heroic Spirit to separate a consciousness to respond to the summons as a Servant. But those independent of the Throne of Heroes can only separate their own subjective consciousness to fight once they respond to the summons."

"That's why they experience temporary loss of consciousness. It's not that I intentionally want to strip away their consciousness, but rather that this is the underlying logic of Heroic Spirit Summoning."

After hearing Alaya's explanation, Wang Chong snorted coldly and said, "Heh, so you think I've wronged you? Then why don't you answer why you didn't find other Servants? And why did you seal my Servants' memories?!"

“This…” Alaya hesitated for a moment, but before she could finish, a sharp axe was pressed against her neck, forcing her to answer immediately while trembling:

"It's not that I don't want to find other Servants, it's that I don't have the authority to forcibly requisition Servants!"

"The Throne of Heroes is a product independent of human reasoning. I have no right to interfere with it. I can only do what you Masters do: summon Heroic Spirits to bring forth Servants who can make contact and respond."

"The only guardians I can directly force to be dispatched are a few. And even then, it took me a lot of effort to trick them... cough, a lot of effort to get them to sign the contract."

"As for sealing memories, that's a measure taken to better fit the original Servant's image, and also to prevent bad memories from feeding back to the original body and causing adverse effects after returning. These are all mechanisms to protect Heroic Spirits."

"I absolutely did not mean to offend you..."

Looking at the Alaya who was kneeling and begging for mercy, Wang Chong saw that it was completely unlike the divine and aloof demeanor depicted in the story.

To put it bluntly, this is the truest form of Alaya. Alaya is essentially a collection of human beings, so it is perfectly normal for it to have human-like ugliness.

Of course... she wouldn't miss a single stupid thing that people would do.

Chapter 189: Educating Alaya (Part 1)

The giant axe crashed down, destroying Alaya's body once more. Alaya let out a mournful cry, and even after reassembling, it was still writhing on the ground in pain.

"Fool, do you really think your flawed lies can fool me? What mechanism to protect heroic spirits? It's clearly your selfishness at play."

Wang Chong said sternly:

"Perhaps you can't forcibly summon those Servants, but you have plenty of ways to trick them into participating. Take my Stheno, for example; wasn't he tricked into responding to the summons by you with the promise of 'making himself more charming'?"

“Moreover, Stheno is of no help at all in the Roman Singularity. The reason you brought her here, apart from the fact that the island has some connection with Stheno and can be used as a medium for summoning, is mainly to coerce me.”

“You saw how I behaved in France, that is, you longed for my help to eliminate all the singularities for you. But you were also wary of my power, afraid that I would lose control, afraid that I would destroy the whole world instead of resolving the singularities.”

"That's why you chose Stheno. You wanted to use your memories as leverage, to hold people hostage, to make me obediently clear away the singularities for you."

After Wang Chong finished speaking, he swung his axe down again, shattering the still-rolling Alaya into fragments of spiritual light once more.

"Unfortunately, ever since Artoria (alter) came back and said she had a period of memory loss, I've been keeping an eye on things and tampered with everyone's brains. That's why I was able to break your seal so quickly."

“After obtaining Stheno’s memories, I already understood everything. And now, you still dare to deceive me? Do you really think I won’t kill you? Let me tell you, don’t think that just because I’ve only captured a fragment of your consciousness, you can sacrifice yourself.”

"You, as the true body, should have felt the sensation of that axe striking down. It can directly affect your main body through the connection between this clone and your original body. Therefore, anyone killed by this axe..."

Wang Chong sneered and gathered the silver axe in his hand again. However, this time the pressure released by the axe was significantly different from before, and the entire space began to tremble.

After Alaya regrouped, her face turned deathly pale. She could feel the deadly threat posed by the axe. If everything before was just an appetizer, this axe would truly take her life.

"It seems you understand now, but I wonder if you dare to gamble... Alaya? Do you dare to gamble that with this axe strike, it won't just be this one clone of yours that dies?"

Wang Chong looked at Alaya with a cruel smile, as if he were looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

Alaya finally couldn't withstand the pressure and began to panic. She rushed to Wang Chong's feet and said in a flustered manner:

"I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have deceived you, I shouldn't have taken advantage of you! It was indeed I who tricked Stheno, I deliberately sealed her memories. Please forgive me this time! I already know I was wrong."

Wang Chong chuckled, shook his head, and said, "You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die."

"If you really knew you were wrong, you shouldn't have continued to fight me in the Singularity, sending out guardians and summoning even more Servants to fight me! If I were the one captured today, do you think you would give me a pleasant look?"

"You exploit even your own guardians without ever considering their feelings. How much less likely will you be to oppose those who are deliberately your enemies?"

"Things have come to this point, and there is no possibility of reconciliation between us..." Wang Chong slowly raised the silver axe in his hand. The axe flashed with a dazzling light, and its power directly pressed the locked target, Alaya, to the ground.

"No! No! Please! I don't want to die! If I am destroyed, humanity will completely collapse! All your efforts will be in vain! The entire primate civilization on this planet will be gone forever, never to be restored!"

Alaya pleaded in terror.

"Is that so? But what does that have to do with me? Do you really think I care about saving any humanity?" Wang Chong looked down at Alaya with disdain. "First of all, I come from beyond the heavens and am completely unaffected; secondly, you say 'all primates cease to exist'? Don't be so presumptuous!"

"Human beings existed first, and then so-called human reason and you came into being! Human beings did not come into being because of your existence. Your demise may change the course of human history, but it will never lead to the extinction of humanity!"

"If this is your last wish..." Wang Chong's axe gleamed coldly, "then go in peace."

"No! Wait!" Alaya panicked completely, prostrating herself on the ground and crying out, "I'm still useful! I'm willing to submit to you like those Servants! I am the embodiment of human consciousness, and I can serve you whether you want to control this world or do anything else! Please spare my life, I will grant any request!"

An axe struck Alaya, who screamed and shattered into pieces.

But Wang Chong held back, not unleashing the full power of the axe in his hand. He wanted Alaya to utter those words. A dead Alaya and a dead human being would cause Wang Chong some trouble, since he still needed them to hold off Goetia.

However, Wang Chong wouldn't easily obey Alaya's words. Even with restraint, that axe blow was enough to give Alaya a real taste of the fear of death.

Sure enough, this recovery took two or three times longer than before. By the time Alaya had reassembled her body, she was trembling with fear, crawling on her knees in front of Wang Chong, her head bowed, not daring to look up at him without permission.

Using his access to this space, Wang Chong conjured a chair. After sitting down, he lifted his foot, using his toes to lift Alaya's chin, and then said coldly:

"Swear allegiance to me? Fine? Then show it with action. As a collective of human consciousness, you should know what to do now, right?"

"Yes, my master..."

Alaya then cupped Wang Chong's toes in both hands, humbly kissed the tips of his shoes, and then swore his loyalty:

“I swear in the name of the collective will of humanity, Alaya—from this moment on, all your will is the will of Alaya. You will rule over everything of mine as the ruler of human reason.”

“I will serve you, the great Lord of humanity. Space cannot separate us, nor can time corrupt this covenant. For all my life, I will be your slave, at your beck and call.”

Wang Chong listened to Alaya's oath but ignored him. He wouldn't readily believe Alaya's meaningless verbal vow, and even if Alaya offered a contract, he would believe Alaya had the capacity to break it.

However, now is the time to indulge in some perverse pleasures and satisfy my selfish desires.

Looking at Alaya's tear-streaked baby face, even though I know Alaya is a despicable suppressor, I have to admit that the image I created is still quite well done.

Alaya knelt on the ground, her long silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, the ends gently brushing against Wang Chong's shoes. Her thin white dress clung to her petite body, faintly revealing her fair skin beneath.

With her trembling movements, her skirt lifted slightly, revealing a slender thigh. Tears still clung to her innocent, doll-like face, and her rosy lips parted slightly, her breath carrying a sweet, pleading tone.

As she tilted her head back, her collar slipped down inadvertently, revealing her delicate collarbone. Her slender neck swayed up and down with each swallow, like a startled little animal.

The hands that cradled Wang Chong's toes were fair and soft, their fingertips trembling slightly, as if the slightest pressure would leave a red mark. When her lips touched the cold toes of his shoe, her eyelashes trembled and drooped, casting an alluring shadow beneath her eyes.

Look at her pitiful appearance; anyone who didn't know better would think she was a lovely young girl who had been brutally bullied by a villain.

"Well, but they're still a bit lacking compared to my two little goddess sisters."

As Wang Chong pondered, he reached out to Alaya, cupped her face, and examined her closely.

As if realizing something, Alaya rubbed its soft face against Wang Chong's palm like a begging little animal.

Wang Chong lowered his gaze to Alaya, who was trembling at his feet, and casually traced her moist lips with his fingertips. Her tender face was flushed with a sickly red from fear, and tears still clung to her silver eyelashes, trembling slightly with her rapid breathing.

"They do learn quickly."

He chuckled softly, his thumb suddenly pressing against her slightly parted teeth. Alaya stiffened, but immediately tilted her head back obediently, letting the cold finger invade her warm mouth. Her soft tongue, like a cat pleasing its master, wrapped around his knuckles, a sweet whimper escaping her throat.

Her kneeling posture accentuated the delicate outline of her shoulder blades in her white dress, the hem of which had already rolled up to her thighs during her struggle, revealing her pearly skin. When Wang Chong deliberately scratched her palate with his fingernails, she trembled and tensed her insteps, yet dared not even swallow forcefully, for fear that her teeth would hit her abuser's skin.

—This helpless, vulnerable state is far more interesting than her previous feigned tears.

Wang Chong's fingers stirred within Alaya's warm mouth, his knuckles pressing against her palate, forcing her to tilt her head back, her silver hair cascading down like silk. Her lips were forced open wider, and glistening saliva slid down the corners of her mouth, leaving a silvery trail on her fair chin.

"Ugh... Master..." she sobbed incoherently, but her tongue obediently wrapped around his fingertips, licking them in a pleading manner, as if this could ease his anger.

"Ugh... Master..." she sobbed incoherently, but her tongue obediently wrapped around his fingertips, licking them in a pleading manner, as if this could ease his anger.

Wang Chong looked down at her submissive appearance, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. He suddenly withdrew his finger, leaving a strand of silver thread, and then pinched her chin, forcing her to look directly at him.

“Since you’ve already sworn allegiance, then prove it to me further.” Wang Chong’s voice was low and dangerous. “Didn’t you say you wanted to be like my followers? Then you should be clear about the relationship between me and those followers, right?”