■ ■ ■'s perspective:
Miss Angel, who was receiving worship from many people, suddenly sensed something and looked towards the Imperial Capital.
A moment later, massive amounts of energy began bombarding the area, and one even hit near the town where she currently was.
Then, the panel connecting to the Reincarnation Space prompted that Kibutsuji Muzan had been eliminated.
It wasn't hard to guess who did this. Those with the strength to do so, including Miss Angel, numbered no more than three. Although she didn't know Jean Stardust's true level, such an exaggerated method could only be attributed to Milim.
"This won't do, Milim. Eliminating the Demon King will only push this country into a deeper abyss."
As one of the races dependent on faith, Miss Angel understood better than anyone what a country, what people, and what human nature were.
The elimination of the Demon King didn't mean the demons he created would be eliminated; instead, those demons who lost control would become even more unscrupulous.
And the disappearance of imperial power would lead to warlords rising everywhere.
The entire country would fall into a true abyss—demon against human, demon against demon, human against human—death would become the norm.
Sighing silently, Miss Angel continued to teach the secret method of self-belief to the people.
The faster she was, the more people learned, and the number of people eventually saved would rise geometrically. Driven by this, Miss Angel went all out.
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Ane's perspective:
Ane, the youngest of the Golden Clan, was standing in a chaotic, intertwined area. This was the center of the world and the base point for managing the world.
Unlike other participants responsible for surface matters, Ane, who was designated to come here, was responsible for investigating matters related to the world collision, as well as repairing the damage to the world and attempting to merge the two colliding worlds into one.
As a member of the Golden Clan with the ability to create stars, even as the newly born youngest member, Ane was more than capable of handling these matters.
"Hmm, as expected, it's not a natural cause. But affecting the world according to this method has too many accidental factors, right? Is it a higher degree of calculation? Or is the result itself meaningless, and it's an act that pursues the process more? It couldn't possibly be an influence caused from within the world, right?"
Members of the Golden Clan, known for their technology, were born with a strong curiosity and desire to explore. However, just as Ane was planning to study it, a huge vibration suddenly came.
"Hmm? A great battle that can even be felt here?"
Pulling up the monitor, Ane saw Milim standing there arrogantly, holding the creation sword left to her by her father.
"That's really amazing. Not only the physical level, but even the essence of the world has been cut open. Wait... essence?...No, don't!"
Hurriedly checking the impact of the recent attack, Ane saw that two of the 'golden threads' used to pull the world's distance had snapped, and several others had varying degrees of cracks.
Although they were called 'golden threads,' their diameter was over several kilometers. It was just that their function was to stitch and maintain the cracks in the world, so they were called threads.
The golden threads, which were not on the material level, would not be affected by any attacks at all. But this creation sword representing the Star King Dragon was different; it could be said to be a special attack against the world.
Ane was now on the verge of tears. Originally, merging the worlds didn't need so many 'golden threads,' but for the sake of curiosity, to find out what exactly happened to these two worlds, Ane had specifically tied many strange instruments to them.
"Sigh, I don't know if these can be counted as reimbursement for expenses."
Not wanting to think about these annoying things, Ane continued to explore the cause of the world collision while trying to save the 'golden threads' that were still intact.
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Shinji Ikari's perspective:
In a courtyard with a Japanese style, an old beastman with lion characteristics was holding a wine bowl, watching the live broadcast while drinking.
Suddenly, the lion's ears twitched, and he said to the person behind him: "Yo, you're awake, kid."
"Sorry, I failed again this time."
Before the old beastman could say anything, the shadow at Shinji's feet suddenly expanded. Then, a white-haired youth crawled out, hugged Shinji from behind, and said to the old man:
"This time it has nothing to do with Shinji, old man. After all, that mind-reading opponent was too despicable."
"I haven't said anything yet, you bastard. And are you telling me you wouldn't win if you used your full strength? You always use this multiple existence to scout the path while hiding yourself. Have some ambition. Look at the little guy from the Wenge family, that spirit of crossing the ocean with a physical body!"
In the live broadcast, Hooligan was shirtless, swimming in the sea, with a huge island in front of him.
"Hey, it was my bad luck to pick you up. I originally thought it was interesting to take you in after seeing you merge with all the Angels, but now it's retribution. Forget it, want a drink?"
He then produced a wine glass out of thin air and handed it to Shinji.
"Um, I'm not an adult yet."
"Cut the crap. I've picked you up for ten years. Have you lived in a dog's stomach all this time!"
Touching his head and smiling, Shinji sat down at the table. Although he didn't drink, the snacks, made of some unknown meat, were still delicious.
Not long after, they saw Hooligan in the broadcast arrive in a huge underground cave. Suddenly, an ape nearly two people tall jumped out.
The ape held a broken crystal horn in its hand, took a bite, and then its fur turned golden, accompanied by bursts of lightning.
Hooligan looked at the ape in front of him, nodded, and said: "Hmm, possessing a Teigu that releases lightning, this sturdy body! You must be the Empire's Great General Budo! Come on, let me be your opponent!"
Perhaps Hooligan's attitude angered the ape, and it rushed at Hooligan with a big jump.
"No need for words! Very well, I swear here, there is no opponent my fists cannot defeat!" As the words fell, the chains wrapped around his hands began to glow, then wrapped around Hooligan's fists. At the same time, his muscles expanded, and he entered into a brawl with the huge golden ape.
The old beastman sitting in front of the broadcast drinking wine said to Shinji: "Look, this is what a man should look like. Look at your weak body again. You should really exercise more."
Shinji ignored him. After all, when it came to strength, no one could beat him.
Before long, the battle between man and beast in the picture finally came to an end. The golden ape was already lying on the ground unconscious, and Hooligan was leaning on it, panting and saying:
"Brother, you're really fierce. Golden like a lion, let's call you Golden Lion from now on. Hahaha, come to think of it, you look quite a bit like that Saint Beast King old man, hahaha."
"That brat!!!!!!"
The heaven-shaking roar almost blew away the courtyard. When everything calmed down, Shinji took the food and drink out of the shadow again and continued to eat calmly.
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■ ■ ■'s perspective 2:
"Miss Angel! I saw Jean Stardust disappear in a flash of white light. As expected, she is the messenger from heaven who came to save me."
A few days after the violent explosion in the Imperial Capital, Miss Angel, who was fully popularizing the "theory of popular sovereignty," was suddenly approached by Sayo.
"Uh, you could say that."
Although Sayo defined the object of salvation as herself, it could probably be explained that way in other respects.
"Then can Miss Angel take me to find Jean Stardust? You definitely can, right."
Although Sayo looked like trouble, Miss Angel still agreed.
After all, just imagining the consequences of leaving Sayo in this world, Miss Angel's mind was filled with scenes of Sayo spreading black wings, ruling over millions of people, and building a hundreds-of-meters-high giant statue for her beloved Jean Stardust.
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Milim's perspective:
"I'm back!" Striking a pose she thought was very cool, she made a magnificent entrance in front of Rimuru.
"Welcome back, Milim. How was it this time?" Having a Slime with a girlish posture, Rimuru Tempest also greeted her happily.
"Hmm... Let me think. First, I ran around like playing a game, then I ran to a..." She talked endlessly about what happened during the trial.
"That's really nice. It's a pity that I'm not allowed to participate in such activities." Rimuru looked a little envious.
"Speaking of which, I met a very interesting girl named Jean Stardust. She's my new friend." Milim recalled, shaking her little feet very cutely.
"That's really great. Remember to introduce her to us sometime."
"Hmm!"
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■ ■ ■ ■ ■'s perspective:
In an island nation in the far east of the Empire, at this moment, the blood-red full moon reflected on a charming man who had just carried out a horrific massacre of a charcoal-selling family.
"Is that so? Failed? Rashly exposing one's existence will inevitably lead to such evil consequences. But forget it, it was just a scout clone after all. Even if it possesses the same abilities and the same memories, it is still not me myself."
Recalling how he had eaten and taken everything from that strange pink-clad man, his personality had changed slightly.
But he did not regret it; on the contrary, he was very happy.
Just then, he heard a slight movement. Turning his head to look, he found that the eldest daughter of this family still had a trace of life, and was even trying to protect her younger brother.
Seemingly thinking of something interesting, the girl suddenly floated up out of thin air, and just like that, she floated in front of the man. Then, the man's hand turned into sharp claws, pierced into the girl's neck, and continuously injected blood.
After injecting a considerable amount of blood, the power supporting the girl's levitation disappeared, as if the girl had been thrown to the ground casually.
In severe pain, the girl opened her eyes slightly, as if she saw a crimson shadow faintly behind the man, standing in a strange posture.
The man didn't pay attention to the girl, but played with the stone demon mask found in this family, muttering to himself as if possessed:
"This is a 'test', a 'test' from the past. I accept it. Human growth... is overcoming one's immature past... The Emperor is me, Kibutsuji Muzan!"
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