Chapter 205 New World

After dealing with everything, and the last tenderness with Tamazamo for a while, in the hollow underground of Liudong Temple, Roland stared at the door in front of him and stepped in.

At the same time, his contract with Tamazamae was finally broken.

"Master has left."

Although it was a sad farewell, Tamamomae showed a sweet smile instead.

As long as the existence of the bond is confirmed, for her, time is the last thing she cares about, and the next time, it will be an eternal encounter.

Tamazamae's body turned into spirit particles and slowly dissipated, but she did not just return to the Seat of Heroic Spirits, but returned to her own reality as if stepping on a ladder leading to the sky.

The next moment, in the huge, empty palace, a contented sigh came out.

master of the voice. With blond hair as bright as the sun, skin as white as snow, national beauty, but with incredible charm.

The most peculiar thing is that she has a pair of amber vertical pupils, and her nine tails are gracefully swaying like flowers.

Although she is not human-like, no one can feel a hint of darkness from her body, only the color of nobility and brilliance.

She is the god who holds the sublime sun, she is Amaterasu, the embodiment of beauty, and the nine-tailed fox with golden hair and jade face.

But now, she was whispering a person's name in a pitiful but extremely soft voice.

"Roland..."

After long years, she finally found that person.

Therefore, in order to protect her love, she also planned to work hard.

She swayed her tail lightly, crossed the outside of the world, passed through the barrier of the Seat of Heroes, and came to a vision that only the nobler could see.

Each world line has many possibilities and changes. A world where humanism is flourishing, a world where humanism is declining, and a world that is on the verge of destruction. No matter how many worldlines there are, they are nothing but the spread on this big tree called Xingyue. branches.

Following the traces left by the fetters, Tamazamae quickly found Roland's world line.

"Is there another year?"

She takes a nap far longer than this,

But for girls in love, waiting for one more second is unbearable.

The savings of the Great Grail will take another sixty years.

So, let's do some bad things, the golden fox phantom turns into a flame, and starts cutting and cutting, cutting a section here, and patching a piece there.

The nihilistic world line in front of her is like a branch pruned by a gardener's scissors.

"Finally, I took a look, oh, what about the magician, let's adjust this history a bit, it's done!"

Yuzao showed a smug smile and nodded in satisfaction. Under her transformation, this link and the branches on the tree have become the best, and they look particularly outstanding.

Unnamed forces have descended, postponing certain facts that have already happened, interspersing certain things that should not exist, while the mortal beings of which the world itself belongs remain unchanged.

Because she didn't use time to go back to such a great thing, it was already considered a magic level.

Tamamomae just used his privilege that is closely related to human history, the power called beast, to falsify the time of history.

Then, by the way, use the power dissipated from this change to speed up the Holy Grail's accumulation of magic power a little bit.

What a coincidence, it only takes one year, and the husband will be very happy to see this situation when he comes back, because he can meet his lovely wife as soon as he returns home.

Thinking of that scene, Yuzao showed a charming expression, her beautiful eyes twinkling.

Her powers are not steady and benevolent.

This is an extremely dangerous move. The seemingly vigorous branches are only the product of the second bonding. Although they are currently thriving and growing, if the world does not encounter any devastating crisis, it can be regarded as a special world line. .

Considering Roland's determination, a smooth transition ending is probably impossible.

But Yuzao didn't care, anyway, as long as he was with Roland, even if it was just the two of them, they could have a very happy life.

Even if this world is really overdone, it will only be separated from the normal timeline.

Speaking of which, how do you call this kind of thing? correct

——Singularity.

Before it becomes this, those guardians will not be able to join in right away, so, my husband, when the time comes, the heavy responsibility of building our love nest will be handed over to you.

Tamazamo narrowed her eyes and fell into a nap again.

——

Roland's eyes went dark, and he walked out of the white mist. When he passed through the door, he felt as if he saw a rapidly fading cosmic starry sky.

There is also a pure, colorful, but amorphous color that wraps itself.

Then, he felt an evil and unknown feeling.

Although this sentence is strange for him who has swallowed the evil of this world and is the master of the shadow kingdom, in short, it is an evil atmosphere.

It didn't sting, on the contrary, Roland felt a throbbing of fate from this atmosphere.

"What a strange feeling,"

Roland muttered, looking at the scenery in front of him, showing a stunned expression.

Dayuan is still connected smoothly, and the magic circuit is also functioning intact. The mystery of this world is much better than that of modern Xingyue.

This is something to be happy about. At the very least, with the existence of supernatural power, Roland should be able to fulfill his request to expand his knowledge about occultism.

However, the place where the door descended was the reason why Roland was stunned.

Surrounded by the sound of waves, one after another, and occasionally the crowing of seagulls can be heard. On the golden beach, a few coconut trees are swaying with the wind, and the bright sunlight casts a beautiful and pleasant color on them.

It must be a good choice to come here for vacation in beach shorts.

If you can ignore the overgrown weeds at the back, the jungle that grows naturally at first glance, and you can’t even see the path, the uneven rocks that look very crappy.

Roland amplified his perception a little, and soon realized that there was no human magnetic field in the surrounding five kilometers.

In other words, this is an uninhabited desert island.

"Isn't it a bit too much to survive on a deserted island at the beginning..."

Roland stared blankly at the sea, and kicked away the hermit crab next to him that was crawling towards him with a conch shell on its back. Although this kind of predicament couldn't trouble him at all, it wasn't a good start.

Where the hell is this world?

According to the characteristics of the door shuttle, he should come at a relatively close distance from the development of the trajectory of fate, right?

Thinking about it this way, does it mean that the scope covered by this world trajectory is very large?

Roland's experience in traveling the world is relatively shallow, but it doesn't make him waver.

He started calling for his golden finger.

Undecided, the Ark of the Dead.