Otherwise, you can find another savior.

It focuses too much on Shiomi, regarding it as the primary threat, and intends to eliminate it first.

However, ORT is no longer the same entity that was so powerful that no flaws could be found.

The group's attacks continued to accumulate damage.

Morgan suddenly clenched his fist, and a dense, rain-like chain stretched out from the void, binding ORT.

ORT instinctively tried to destroy the chains, but couldn't succeed immediately. After only a moment's pause, it was met with a torrent of Shiomi's four guns washing over it.

ORT's body quickly fell apart, and the missing parts rapidly regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Will I give you time to recover! 'Aragami Spiral Slash'!"

In this torrential downpour of gunfire, Shiomi unleashed a storm centered around ORT, further tearing her body apart.

Before the final blow landed, Morgan and Artoria stood at the very front of the group.

The Holy Sword and Holy Lance unleashed their true names together, and with Shiomi's final blow, they devoured the existence of ORT.

The feeling of annihilation did indeed reach Shiomi and the others.

ORT's body transformed into beams of light that gradually converged and eventually disappeared.

"Report: Spirit base collapse of a hypothetical Heroic Spirit observed. Warning: Invading alien life form detected. Anomaly record accessed the spacetime continuum. Expansion phenomenon based on paradox effect confirmed."

"Invading individual, planetary ruling cell, occurrence interval, redefined as, observation interval, 146 billion years. ORT, appears."

tide Jian couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

"Is this time they summoned themselves as a heroic spirit, having survived for eight hundred million years? This is never going to end..."

The group was far from their limit, and they planned to continue fighting until the very last moment.

"The ORT has not been destroyed because its physical body still remains."

At that moment, a calm yet resolute voice rang out.

"Leave it to me. You've done enough, but this is my job."

Chapter 97 The Battle of the Imaginary Tree Sea (11)

Kukulkan.

The Lostbelt King remained an observer after the ORT appeared.

Her actions were understandable to Shiomi and Morgan.

After all, the battle against the ORT is a matter of life and death for the Lostbelt. If the ORT is destroyed, Kukulkan alone will not be able to continue to maintain the existence of Miktland.

But this is only a secondary reason.

“Kukulkan…” Shiomi stared at ORT, not looking at Kukulkan’s back, “You know what you’re saying, right?”

“I understand, and to confirm this fact, I even went to the observatory and asked Tepeu, who was staying there,” Kukulkan said.

Although she already understood when she saw the ORT and encountered its attack, she still wanted to confirm it more accurately.

She is neither a god born from the Lostbelt, nor a human from Dinos or the Kingdom of Cain, but rather the heart of the ORT that was dug out by Kamazots 600 million years ago.

After millions of years, this heart separated from the ORT and became the newborn sun belonging to this Lostbelt, to Midland.

After the introduction of the belief in pan-human history, the "Teachings of the Sun"—Kukulkan—was born from the sun.

“You’ll die…” Morgan whispered a warning.

Kukulkan simply smiled and said nothing.

She raised her right hand and aimed it at ORT.

"Invaders from the void, we were once ORTs with whom we coexisted. You devoured the Tree of Illusion to prolong your existence, and we used your heart to sustain the world. Destroying you here means destroying this Lostbelt. But! We cannot impose the illusions of the Sun Altar, the future seen through the Smoke Mirror, onto the history of humankind... Thank you for your continued contributions."

Despite facing an enemy with whom communication was impossible, Kukulkan still took it for granted and offered his contribution to the ORT.

Even though maintaining this world was not ORT's original intention.

"Then let me state Maiar's overall opinion: Miktland will end here. 6600 million years of life gestation, 6600 million years of time, 6600 million years of answers—'This is good, but there are other ways.' We agree with this and will stop the seeds from developing on this planet... Extinction is something that comes equally. No matter the environment or the ecology, there are no exceptions for life."

This was both Kukulkan's own choice and the overall opinion that Maiah conveyed to her.

The two sides reached a consensus at this moment, which ultimately became the reason why Kukulkan stood here.

"Listen carefully! This sun is your heart, and also the embryo that created me and gave me birth! My name is Kukulkan, born from the sun! That is, I am one with you! Now is the time to return my body to the sun and to punish you! Interstellar travel heart, activate!"

Kukulkan's body began to burn.

It was no ordinary flame, but the blazing sun that had illuminated Miktland for millions of years.

"The wind comes from the sky, the stars fall from the universe. Only the ORT can defeat the ORT! The time for annihilation has come, the ultimate one! The one that devours this planet and us will never exist!"

Kukulkan loudly proclaimed the end, transforming into a burning sun and rushing towards ORT.

Having just re-emerged and being in its most perfect state, the ORT was utterly unable to withstand this attack.

This is a power that shares the same origin as ORT; it is inherent in ORT itself.

Even if the ORT tried to resist, it was impossible for the ORT, which had never fought against itself before, to defend against this attack.

At this moment, the sun in the sky became restless, constantly expanding, expanding, and expanding again.

Then, an explosion occurred.

The phenomenon of a star exploding is called a supernova.

Of course, the sun that exists in the Miktland sky is not a real star, but an artificial sun with stellar output.

It is a substitute created using the ORT heart.

Its explosion will sweep across the entire land of Miktland, burning the Imaginary Tree Sea created by the ORT erosion, as well as the Imaginary Tree seeds that have not yet taken root.

The raging storm's heat could still be felt even high in the sky.

Storm Border's engines were running at full power, striving to maintain its flight attitude.

The land of Miktland was not set ablaze, but instead returned to its original state amidst the flames of the exploding sun.

"Ah... not to mention ORT, even the Imaginary Forest was burned to the ground."

Shiomi looked at Kukulkan, who could no longer sustain its existence, and said.

She sacrificed herself by detonating the sun of Mictren, turning herself into a means of attack, and perished together with the ORT, who appeared as a Grand Servant.

ORT's spirit origin simply disappeared first.

Because even the heart has disappeared, the Lostbelt's ORT can no longer manifest.

“I accidentally burned it all down in one go,” Kukulkan said, seemingly embarrassed. She turned around and said, “But in the end, as kings of the Lostbelts, it seems we’ve never really been enemies.”

That's probably because after making some big move, they couldn't handle the attention from everyone.

"Not really," tide Jian said. "Back when we were on the surface, even the Unity God couldn't completely block your attack."

"That was an act of protecting Miktlan in the midst of chaos, based on the will of Maiar," Kukulkan stated frankly. "Even just once, I really want to fight the One God."

"Are you some kind of battle maniac? No, Quetzalcoatl from Pan-Human History was like that too." Morgan rubbed his temples. "What do you think, my husband?"

“We are also exhausted, but it’s not a bad idea to fight Kukulkan, who also doesn’t have much time left.” tide Jian reached out and touched Morgan’s palm.

Kukulkan looked at the One God and gave a satisfied, sly smile: "Is it alright if you're not in a hurry to leave?"

“Storm Border will leave first, and we’ll fight alongside you until the Lostbelt disappears,” Morgan said. “After all, we can manifest alone.”

"I see." Kukulkan rubbed his hands together, "Speaking of which, as a god, I've only just started out. Could this be considered a debut battle for a new god?"

“If you want to think of it that way.” Morgan clenched his fist.

She detached herself from the deck of Storm Border with Kukulkan.

The others retreated back into their cabins, preparing to leave the Lostbelt via Imaginary Submarine.

"At most... ten more minutes," Kukulkan said intuitively. "I still want to see the sleeping Dinos off and welcome the end of this world together."

"Five minutes, I guarantee you'll have your fill."

After Morgan finished speaking, he rushed towards Kukulkan like a shooting star, colliding with the embers of the sun and illuminating the dim Miktland once again.

Final Chapter: The Last Beacon

On a planet that has become a blank sheet of paper.

After undergoing intense combat, Storm Border docked on the surface for rest and recuperation.

“This is the first time I’ve witnessed the disappearance of a Lostbelt from the outside,” Kirshtalia said. “The Last Storm Wall is gone. All seven Lostbelts have now been removed.”

“Although one of them was made by the ‘Alien God’,” Kadoc said.

"However, in the end, U-Olgamari entrusted everything to the director to help us. Is it not too late to consider her a comrade now?"

“But the problem now is, if the intelligence that Lord Kirshtalia and Debit have is correct, then all of Chaldea’s actions so far have been within Director Marisbury’s calculations?” Ophelia asked gravely.

Debit silently watched the Storm Wall gradually disappear: "That's right. Cutting off the seven Lostbelts is just answering the question on the exam paper. To restore the planet eroded by the blank paper, we need to go to Antarctica."

“Whatever happens, the teacher and Ms. Morgan… haven’t come back yet!” Olga Marie said, holding her hands.

“No, they’ve returned, Director,” Kirshtalia said. “They are true gods; they won’t stop so easily.”

After the Storm Wall disappeared, a pure white figure flew close to the ground on the horizon below, rapidly approaching the Storm Border.

It is the One God.

Upon confirming the presence of One God Morgan, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After reuniting with them, Shiomi and Morgan broke their bond. Morgan, who was slightly tired, was helped up by Bawan and Sakura.

On the contrary, Shiomi seemed quite steady, leaving Karen and Grey, who wanted to help but couldn't, to just watch helplessly.

He walked slowly forward and came to Kirshtalia and the others.

“Welcome back, teacher.” Kirshtalia was about to speak when Shiomi raised her hand to stop her.

Then everyone noticed that Shio had been staring at Daibit.

“If you have any complaints, Ms. Shiomi, please feel free to speak up,” Debit said calmly. “If you want to expel me from the ranks and kick me off Storm Border, I won’t have any—”

Before she could finish speaking, tide Jian punched Debit in the face, knocking the tall young man to the ground.

“I understand what you did, and I know your concerns about Chaldea and even Marisbury. However, I am still very angry about such a rash act.” Shiomi shook her hand. “This punch is your punishment.”

“Heh…” Debit laughed, a rare occurrence. “This punishment is a bit too lenient.”

“It’s just that we almost had to gamble Chaldea’s last fighting force this time,” Shiomi said. “Anyone could have died. It was only because Kukulkan made the decision that we didn’t suffer large-scale casualties in the war of attrition with the ORTs, which involved repeated manifestations.”

This is an indisputable fact, and Debit is well aware of it.

The others also understood that Xijian wasn't just throwing a tantrum.

However, what Debit did does indeed require appropriate action.

“I don’t plan to set up any unnecessary restrictions. Once Storm Border has finished its repairs, we’ll head straight to the original Chaldea site in Antarctica,” Shiomi said. “None of us know what’s waiting there, besides the Chaldea disguised as a frozen entity.”

“But one thing is clear: we are facing not only the culprit behind the blank paper, but also the Grand Designation left by Father,” Olga Marie said. “New Chaldea will become the destroyer of the Animusphir Grand Designation.”

She had already thought through the cause and effect.

As a magician, it is indeed difficult to accept that he would go against the mission that his family has passed down since 2000.

But as a person of conscience, as a teacher's student, as someone who understands what 'love' is.

Olga Marie felt it necessary to overturn the plan her father had set out long ago.

“There’s something I need to say upfront,” Debit said. “Marisbury activated Chaldea to complete the ‘Guarantee of Humanity.’ But now that all seven Lostbelts have been removed, it means that the Guarantee of Humanity has been completed.”

Morgan raised an eyebrow slightly: "In other words, the human reasoning surrounding Antarctic Chaldea, the last place in pan-human history that has not been whitewashed, will be our enemy."

"Scared?" Shio looked at Morgan with a teasing expression.

“How could that be… I was born a fairy from Paradise in the Lostbelt, and all my feelings for pan-human history are tied to my husband and family.” Morgan stroked Sakura’s hair. “But you, do you understand the worst-case scenario that might occur in Antarctica?”

She wasn't asking Shiomi, but rather Kilshtalia and the others, as well as Olga Marie and Fujimaru Ritsuka, and the surviving companions who had fought until now.

“That’s hard to say. If people become things that Marisbury can manipulate, even if they can become the compilers of events, we don’t want to submit to him,” Leonardo da Vinci said.

"and--"

Romani stepped off the ship.

"Kirshtalia also stated that if Marisbury's plan were to come to fruition, humanity would become the most notorious life form spanning 138 billion light-years in the universe. What exactly does Marisbury's commitment to ensuring human dignity, even at the cost of tarnishing humanity's reputation, look like..."

This is a question he has been pondering ever since the Earth was first created.