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

Little Alaya felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He almost staggered out of the cage, filled with gratitude for surviving a disaster, and followed closely behind Wang Chong.

The two walked one after the other, their footsteps echoing in the silent underground passage, toward the brightly lit hall above.

As they walked, Little Alaya dared not slack off in the slightest and immediately began to give Wang Chong a detailed report on the current situation of the Third Singularity, as well as the reasons why Atalanta and Euryale were chosen.

“Master, Atalanta was originally a hero of the Argor, and her existence will be summoned through Jason as a medium. This is an inevitable result.”

Little Alaya spoke clearly, with an explanatory tone: "And Euryale was the best sacrifice in Goetia's plan to trigger the Ark of the Covenant, and her summoning trajectory was also locked by Goetia's power..."

She paused, gathering her thoughts, and continued:

"Therefore, their summoning to the Third Singularity is an inevitable outcome that cannot be avoided. Even if I do not use my activation authority, they will eventually be summoned directly by Medea or Goetia."

"If I initiate it, at least I can ensure the freedom of Atalanta and Euryale's will to the greatest extent possible, allowing them to retain their complete cognition and power."

Little Alaya's voice carried a hint of worry:

"But if Medea or Goetia were to completely lead the summoning ritual, they would most likely be placed under mental shackles or have their memories sealed, becoming pawns to be manipulated at will, with an unimaginable predicament."

"In fact... these two summoning fluctuations, one from Medea and the other from Goetia, have already manifested in the spacetime dimension."

Little Alaya emphasized her words and continued:

"Although I cannot completely prevent the summoning from happening, I have taken advantage of the fact that the two parties are in different times and spaces to temporarily delay the final anchoring of this summoning result."

The little Alaya raised its head, a hint of solemnity flashing in its eyes:

"However, such a stopgap measure is extremely risky, and it has probably already been detected by the perceptive Goetia. Therefore, Master, once I lead the two of them to the Third Singularity, they will immediately connect with the two summoning fluctuations that were forcibly suppressed earlier..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chong paused slightly, turned his head to look at her, and his expression became serious: "Then what will the result be?" (The rest of the text appears to be nonsensical and unrelated to the previous sentences.)

"The most direct result is that your two Servants, during their time travel, will most likely be forcibly dragged to the destination set by the other party by those two powerful summoning forces—that is, the summoning point controlled by Jason or Goetia."

Little Alaya replied solemnly, "Furthermore, this process will almost certainly take place under the watchful eyes of the Demon King Getia."

She then added:

"However, the only good news is that because I intervened beforehand, and because you personally brought their original bodies to the singularity this time, it can at least be guaranteed that their souls and memories will not be restricted or sealed by external forces."

"So you mean that the moment I arrive at the Singularity with Atalanta and Euryale, there will be pre-set traps and ambushes waiting for us?" Wang Chong's eyes sharpened as he slowly concluded.

"That's right, Master!"

Little Alaya nodded vigorously, her tone filled with urgency:

"Especially my main body, the latest update is now available on Tianyu Literature, awaiting your interpretation. We have completely lost the ability to observe the situation on Jason's side. The formation of this 'blind spot' must undoubtedly be the work of Goetia. Master, we must be wary of this intrusion!"

Wang Chong nodded slightly. The information and analysis from Little Alaya coincided with his vague premonition, so he naturally chose to believe it.

It seems that this seemingly easy third singularity will not be as simple as expected due to Goetia's targeted arrangements.

"Because of my involvement, there have been quite a few more variables..." Wang Chong muttered to himself, gazing at the end of the stairs leading to the hall.

……

The hall was brightly lit with soft light.

"Although I'd like you two to get some rest, this singularity is, in a way, your home turf. We have to head there ahead of schedule."

Wang Chong's tone was unusually gentle as he looked at the two women before him who were clearly tired—Atalanta and Euryale.

The two had recently endured Wang Chong's intense "torture," resulting in significant physical and mental exhaustion. Now, awakened from their slumber, their brows still bore the deep traces of fatigue.

Euryale couldn't help but cover her mouth and yawn slightly, her violet eyes filled with sleepy moisture.

Seeing this, Wang Chong stepped forward and took each of their hands. The power of the Summoner Spell [Clarity] flowed from his palms, quickly dispelling their physical and mental fatigue, and visibly restoring their listless state.

"Are we leaving so soon?" Euryale rubbed her still slightly sore eyes, her voice tinged with sleepiness and a hint of reluctance. "Can't we rest a few more days? I feel like my bones are about to fall apart..."

“I’m afraid that won’t work.” Wang Chong released his hand lightly, the gentleness on his face fading, replaced by a solemn expression. “Not only because Chaldea has less than three days left to locate the next singularity, but we also need to make preparations and familiarize ourselves with the environment in advance.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the two Servants, and said in a deep voice, "More importantly, you two are now being targeted by Goetia's side..."

Then, Wang Chong succinctly recounted to Atalanta and Euryale the information Little Alaya had provided in the basement, including the summoning interference, possible traps, attacks, and Goetia's gaze.

After listening to Wang Chong's story, the last trace of languor on their faces vanished. Euryale frowned slightly, while Atalanta's eyes sharpened, and her hand unconsciously went to the longbow on her back.

"Then let's not delay, let's set off immediately..."

Atalanta's voice was resolute. She quickly composed herself, steadily slung the longbow over her shoulder, and the hunter's sharpness returned to her.

It should be noted that Atalanta had already learned the core of her mission from Wang Chong: to protect King David and prevent the enemy from seizing his treasure, the Ark of the Covenant.

She had already made ample preparations for this day's battle.

"Hmph, a bunch of delusional mortals who dare to use my death to cause the destruction of the world! I'll have my stupid sister strangle their heads!"

Euryale also understood that she was a target for sacrifice, being targeted by the enemy. She also knew that if she touched the Ark of the Covenant, it would inevitably trigger the destruction of the singularity.

Therefore, she was furious and somewhat aggressive, wanting to settle accounts with those enemies right now.

“No rush.” Wang Chong raised his hand to signal the two to calm down. “Let Little Alaya guide you and anchor you in spacetime. After her guidance, when you enter that singularity, you will be able to effectively resist the forced interference of the enemy’s summoning power and ensure the integrity of your will and memories.”

Wang Chong then further explained:

"Once we arrive first and ascertain the specific situation and enemy activity of the Third Singularity, I will gradually arrange for other companions to come as reinforcements in various ways. This will not only support the Masters of Chaldea but also more effectively combat the hidden forces of the Goetia."

After speaking, Wang Chong gave a wink to Little Alaya, who had been standing respectfully to the side. Little Alaya immediately understood, stepped forward, and extended her hands to Atalanta and Euryale.

An invisible force, seemingly emanating from the very source of the world, instantly enveloped the two female Servants. They simultaneously felt a powerful pull acting deep within their consciousness, as if forcibly dragging their souls out of their bodies and hurling them into the unknown distance.

Fortunately, they had all heard Euryale and Artoria recount the strange feelings they experienced when summoned, so they were already prepared.

Furthermore, their own strength had been significantly enhanced by wearing the wedding ring, so after the two of them concentrated all their will to resist, they did not let their consciousness leave their bodies and temporarily stabilized their minds.

Chapter 502 The Fifty Heroes of Agor

"Owner."

Little Alaya remained in the posture of casting the spell, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead. She turned to look at Wang Chong and reminded him in a quicker voice:

"The summoning power of that singularity has formed a strong connection with the activation I established... The portal is forming! Now, you need to immediately take their physical forms into the singularity. Only by truly stepping into that spacetime will that intense summoning interference completely dissipate."

At the same time, Alaya's voice suddenly became urgent and full of warning:

"Please be extremely careful! I can still sense that unsettling gaze within my own perception! Master, you must be extra vigilant during your time travel and be prepared to deal with any possible attacks!"

"Understood. Alaya, you shall remain in Chaldea and await further instructions."

Wang Chong calmly gave the order, and thick, inky black mist began to emanate from his body:

"Once we successfully cross over and the spatial coordinates stabilize, you can follow my mark and descend to my side to provide the necessary support."

The words had barely left his lips when the surging black mist instantly engulfed Wang Chong, Little Alaya, Atalanta, and Euryale. In the next instant, they vanished from the hall.

When they reappeared, they were already standing before the mysterious exit portal of the Dimensional House. The instant Wang Chong led the three of them out of the Dimensional House's protective range and back into Chaldea—!

"Well……"

Atalanta and Euryale simultaneously let out a suppressed groan, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

While resisting the summoning, the two could feel countless invisible threads tearing at their souls, and pain appeared on their faces. "You...you're not here...you're not here...you're not here..."

"After returning to the original world, the fluctuations of that summoning magic became unprecedentedly strong!"

The voice of Little Alaya echoed in Wang Chong's consciousness:

"Although they temporarily resisted the forced summoning through their willpower and my anchoring, it was clear that they had to endure a certain amount of pain and burden!"

"No need for further words, proceed according to plan." Wang Chong's eyes were icy, and he let out a cold snort, his powerful aura surging forth. "I want to see if their arrangements can withstand my wrath!"

"[Single Display]!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chong instantly activated the power of a Grand Beast. He grabbed Atalanta and Euryale's wrists tightly in each hand, took a step forward, and his figure seemed to merge into nothingness.

The three of them were instantly transported out of the real world and into the bizarre and ever-flowing quantum record belt, where countless streams of information surged. They began to travel upstream along the river of time, speeding toward the coordinates of the third singularity.

"Grab my hand tightly and concentrate on resisting the pulling!"

Wang Chong solemnly instructed them, while simultaneously separating a wisp of power containing the rules of decay and gently transferring it into the bodies of the two Servants to help them share the soul-tearing pain originating from the summoning.

He traveled at high speed through the record tape, which resembled a dazzling sea of ​​stars or a chaotic vortex, following the general direction of the pull of time and space.

Just after Wang Chong led the two of them a distance along the timeline, in a relatively dim shadowy fold somewhere on the tape, an indescribable dark shadow quietly emerged.

It silently watched the direction where Wang Chong and his group had sped away, then its lips moved slightly and it began to chant:

"%……&&……&"

A deep, obscure incantation reverberated directly at the quantum level. As the incantation was chanted, a colossal, dazzlingly complex, bright golden magic circle suddenly illuminated behind the shadows.

Countless rays of light containing high-purity magic converged and intertwined wildly within the array, ultimately forming a large number of strange runes that shimmered with dangerous light and could not be deciphered by conventional knowledge.

"go with!"

The shadow's intent was like a sharp blade. The golden runes, imbued with immense energy, instantly transformed into streaks of light, shooting towards the direction Wang Chong had departed at a speed that defied the laws of time and space. Wherever they passed, even the recording tape itself rippled with unease.

"Although the power you command does not originate from this world, its underlying logic is ultimately the same as that of those powers that devour souls and use the most evil and wicked negative emotions in the world as fuel. It is impossible for it to escape my analysis."

The whispers of the shadows, carrying a sense of insight and resolve, echoed in the empty tape.

"You have repeatedly thwarted my grand plans, but the great power you have displayed has indeed forced me to pay you the utmost attention."

The shadow's will wavered, revealing a chilling killing intent and a weighing of enormous costs:

"Therefore, I am willing to expend nearly one-fifth of the power of the light accumulated from the burning of humanity at this moment, just to completely eliminate you, the greatest variable!"

As the voice faded, the dark shadow disappeared completely into the turbulent currents of the quantum record belt, as if it had never existed, leaving no trace.

"Huh?!" Wang Chong, who was speeding along, suddenly frowned. His vast and incredibly perceptive mental network sent out a strong warning signal.

A powerful force, imbued with a sacred aura and of immense might, was locking onto him and approaching from behind at an unimaginable speed!

"So you can't wait to make a move?" Wang Chong's eyes flashed with a cold light, his voice as cold as iron. "Launching a surprise attack directly on the recording tape, how utterly reckless and audacious!"

He made a decision in an instant, his internal energy surged, and his speed of movement suddenly increased to a whole new level!

At this moment, he must hold onto Atalanta and Euryale tightly with both hands to ensure that they are not thrown off during the high-speed movement and spacetime turbulence.

If he lets go, the two who have lost his protection will most likely be instantly torn apart by the violent spacetime turbulence, their souls returning to the Throne of Heroes. Therefore, in this state, Wang Chong is temporarily unable to free his hands for an effective counterattack or defense.

The most urgent task is to rush into the anchoring range of the third singularity before that attack arrives!

"It's right ahead!"

Wang Chong's senses were firmly locked onto a bright spot of light in front of him, shining in the chaotic record tape, representing the coordinates of the singularity world.

He no longer held back, pushing his speed to the limit, and with the two of them, he transformed into a blurry blur of light, plunging headlong into that dazzling light!

The intense white light instantly engulfed the three people's vision; the blinding light was so intense that it was almost impossible for them to open their eyes.

Fortunately, Wang Chong was already very familiar with this kind of time-space travel. He immediately calmed his mind, adapted to the white light, and used his powerful mental strength to quickly soothe the sensory shock brought about by the time travel, quietly waiting for his body to finally anchor itself to the rules of this new time and space.

"Click—"

A soft, crisp sound, as if the spatial structure had stabilized, rang out on the sensory level.

The intense white light that had filled the entire field of vision receded as quickly as the tide.

The first thing that filled our ears was the deafening roar of the raging waves crashing against the ship's hull!

What came into view next was a towering wave that seemed to be close at hand and about to devour everything, as well as a thick storm cloud that rolled like ink and blotted out the sky overhead!

A strong wind, carrying the salty, icy scent of the sea, rushed towards us.

"Heh..." Wang Chong surveyed the utterly appalling "welcome ceremony," a cold smile curving his lips as he let out a sarcastic laugh. "It seems I haven't been very welcome here from the start, with this tsunami and this storm..."

He slowly, with a scrutinizing air, turned away from the direction facing the surging sea outside the ship. His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept across the many figures on the deck, and his voice clearly pierced through the roar of the wind and waves:

"Aren't you right? The 'heroes' of the Agor?"

The area where Wang Chong, Atalanta, and Euryale stood was now completely surrounded by figures radiating powerful auras.

These figures are of various shapes and sizes, some as imposing as mountains, others as handsome as gods, all exuding the majestic aura of the top heroes of an era.

They are the fifty heroes from the Greek legend of the ship Argo, who followed Jason in search of the Golden Fleece!

At the very back of the crowd, on the high platform of the ship's wheel, a man with dazzling blond hair, handsome face, and a somewhat cynical air was leisurely leaning against the railing, looking down at Wang Chong and the others who had just landed.

He wore an exaggerated and enthusiastic smile, as if he had seen some rare treasure.

On his left and right stood two Servants with the most prominent presence:

The woman on the left is a slender girl with a sweet and innocent smile, as if she were naive and untouched by the world.

She held a strangely shaped magic wand, her eyes clear, but when she occasionally glanced at the blond man beside her, a hint of doting affection would flash deep in her eyes, as well as... a subtle, indescribable complex emotion.

The man on the right was completely different. He was as tall and imposing as a mountain, and just by standing there, he exuded the aura of a peerless hero who could stand tall and uproot mountains and rivers. His muscles were bulging and full of explosive power.