Upon hearing this voice, the girl abruptly lifted her head. The expression on her face had already reverted to that sickly appearance, while faintly revealing a bit of excitement. "Come, Onii-sama! Snatch me back from the hands of the Demon Gods!"
Seeming to hear what the girl said, the two vine-like structures behind her, resembling the original Demon God Pillars, were twisting constantly, as if wanting to roar something or refute something. However, the Demon God Pillars ultimately could not break free from their current vessel. This level of control was already the limit of how far they could stray from the body they were currently possessing.
Sakura turned her head slightly to glance at the restless Demon God Pillars behind her. The smile on her face became a bit more genuine. Although the current state wasn't bad, she still preferred her original, more authentic self. For a personality like this, it was enough to just dream about it occasionally, because this was not her self on this world line.
After all, her Onii-sama could be considered an old hand at traversing worlds. There must be a self in a certain world who was like her current self, but that was a matter of another world. Moreover, it was hard to imagine what kind of growth environment she would have gone through to develop such a personality.
In any case, she was currently satisfied with her self in this world, satisfied with having such experiences and growing into a character of this appearance. If she denied such a self, what difference would it make from denying her life all along? It would be simply like telling a Heroic Spirit, "Your life has no meaning, just restart."
That Heroic Spirit would definitely beat you up severely. It was the same when applied to this girl.
At least when she was in hell, a beam of light shone into her heart. Even if only for that beam of light in her memory, she had to retrieve her own personality and life.
The various capture weapons in the hands of the Supreme Masterpiece were released instantly. Almost at the first moment, an inescapable net was laid down. The surrounding vine-like Demon God Pillar whips tore at these nets, seeming to prepare to open a path for successful escape. However, a large number of weapons made by Aslan quickly entangled them.
Coupled with the rationality possessed by the Supreme Masterpiece itself, it was equivalent to the girl having to shake off the capture attempts of two people right now. Originally, simply dealing with Aslan was already somewhat forcing it, let alone facing the encirclement of both Aslan and the Supreme Masterpiece.
The Demon God Pillar clones spreading on the surrounding walls began to grow restless. A portion extended outward directly, preparing to help the girl defend. However, the eyes of the Supreme Masterpiece flashed, and a large number of special shells were fired directly outward. Frost began to spread outward, thoroughly freezing these tentacle-like, whip-like Demon God Pillar clones in mid-air.
Aslan did not directly attempt to capture the girl before him for the time being. Instead, turning the weapon in his hand, chains composed of magical energy shot directly toward the two largest Demon God Pillar clones like thrown flying knives. After all, these chains were entirely controlled by Aslan. Precisely because of this, the front ends of the chains would also transform according to Aslan's will.
The round ball tips, originally used only to increase inertia, now naturally turned into forms like short knives. Accompanying the power of Aslan's swing, these chains would possess unimaginable destructive power.
Under Aslan's manipulation, after these chains wrapped around the largest Demon God Pillar clones before him, accompanied by the force of retraction, one streak of magical energy after another unfolded outward from the Demon God Pillar clones like blades. In the next moment, whether it was the ceiling or the floor of this space, scratches appeared as if slashed by blades, penetrating the stones, making the originally magnificent temple look unusually mottled.
As these chains slowly turned into magical energy and disappeared, only block after block of stone remained directly in front, still retaining some appearance of the Demon God Pillars. Of course, after resolving everything here, these stones would be transported back to Antarctica as rare magical materials. Aslan despised the appearance of these stones, but a certain magus did not.
If these materials were all monopolized, how much money could be earned?
Marisbury expressed that the current him was vulgar, unbearably vulgar! What nobility of the magus world? What about magi needing to be high and mighty, pure and undefiled? To hell with it! The current him only wanted money! He was scared of being poor!! So what if he obtained a large amount of money from the Holy Grail? What if the construction of the entire Chaldea cost far more money than imagined?
So he had to make follow-up preparations for after the money obtained from the Holy Grail was all spent. These materials were the best choice.
Because of the little wings flapped by Aslan, Antarctica on this world line had recruited many magi and researchers. Purely in terms of the comprehensiveness of staff and researchers, it far exceeded the world line known to everyone. It was precisely because of this that Chaldea had also begun trying to expand some businesses into other fields in recent years.
However, all this required spending money. But Marisbury also knew that if the businesses could be successfully launched, they would also have a few more sources of income. This led to Antarctica needing more researchers, and more researchers needing more budget, and as the Director, Marisbury spent even more money.
And crisis after crisis of fiscal deficit also made this Director want to hide in the infirmary more and more, crying while waiting for the day of victory in the Holy Grail War. Similarly, in order not to let himself die young—because of the internal pressure and mood swings brought by various fiscal deficits—the best solution was to earn money. Should this be called a virtuous cycle or a vicious cycle?
After all, once everything stabilized, they could still earn a lot of money. But right now, money couldn't be kept in hand. Not only that, various fiscal deficits seemed to occur more and more frequently. The blows to the heart came round after round; it really tested the strength of his heart.
In short, the current situation should be a good thing for Marisbury. For Aslan, the goal was also about to be achieved. Although this space prevented the Supreme Masterpiece from performing so dexterously, there was no problem acting as a stationary turret. At this moment, the electromagnetic field opened by the special device launched from its wings was gradually contracting, trapping the girl in the very center of this magnetic field.
Next, he just had to wait to completely destroy the outfit on the girl that obviously looked problematic. Of course, the most important thing was still that crown!