Intercepting the Fantasy Tree
Fortunately, they survived. As long as they survive, there is still hope...
At this moment, Kirschtaria, as the captain, sighed and finally cheered up the rest of the Crypter.
"Everyone, things have come to this point, and we have no other choice. You have all witnessed the strength of our opponent and understand the challenges we will face next."
"Therefore, I cannot guarantee what everyone's final fate will be, but I know that everyone here has their own world they yearn for. In that case, let's take turns doing our best to fight against that god and achieve the future we desire."
Kirschtaria said seriously.
But his encouraging words had barely fallen when, before anyone else could respond...
The next moment, a burst of applause inexplicably rang out.
Snap, snap, snap!
The others also spontaneously started clapping, though they didn't know who had started it.
Until--
"That's so well said! I'm almost moved. To be able to describe betraying humanity in such a refreshing and elegant way, you're quite impressive."
An untimely voice rang out.
"However, there's no need for that trouble, because your future will only be spent in the confinement cells of Chaldea,"
As soon as this voice appeared, everyone present froze, their necks stiff as if they were locked in place.
"Whoa! What are you doing here?!"
Koyanskaya was so frightened that she screamed.
Because she had already seen it—the familiar figure sitting behind them, clapping with a smile.
Rovey gave them a thumbs up. "Your driving skills and teamwork were excellent and deserve praise. I didn't expect that the car could actually escape even when I was holding back. This made things much easier for me."
"After all, you know—"
"To step on ants without killing them, the force required is very difficult to control."
He sat in the back seat of the car, looking down at them as if on a throne, and said indifferently.
Then, with the appearance of seven points of light in the starry sky above, the farce finally came to an end.
Chapter 346 Blocking the Fantasy Tree
If someone asks: What does it feel like to fall from Heaven to hell?
I think many people not only can't answer this, but they can't even imagine it.
However, if the question were posed to the current members of A-Team, the Crypter, they would certainly be able to answer it immediately.
Because that is undoubtedly how they feel right now.
They had barely managed to escape from the Chaldea after countless hardships, and were just about to breathe in the fresh air of freedom when, before they could even savor the taste of freedom, despair enveloped them once again.
This is precisely the transformation between Heaven and hell.
If one had to describe it, their feeling upon seeing Rovey again was akin to that of a hero from another world who, after overcoming countless hardships and losing everything, defeated the world-ruling demon king and was about to celebrate, only to have a figure emerge clapping and praising him for finally defeating his puppet after all that effort—a feeling of utter despair. To be more precise, it was like a monkey who thought it had escaped the palm of someone else's hand only to discover it had always been in the other's grasp.
"What's wrong? Why does everyone have that look on their face? Are you not welcoming me? I remember you were all laughing happily just now?"
Rovey sat in his chair and asked them:
"Or... is my appearance here unexpected? Or do you really think you escaped from me?"
"--"
When these words were spoken, the Crypter present couldn't think of any words to refute them.
After all, most of them really thought so, and some even survived because of it.
"Actually... no, I actually sensed something just now."
Just then, Ophelia, who was in the corner of the group, suddenly spoke softly, "When I was running away just now, although my Mystic Eyes couldn't intercept your attack, I still saw some faint fragments and clues, so I discovered something very strange."
She hesitated for a moment before speaking softly:
"Regardless of the trajectory in the sky, although your attacks precisely locked onto our escape route, they only targeted the containers. Whether it was the light arrows, the flames, or the sky full of magical Noble Phantasm, they all seemed like grand displays of force, but they didn't truly attack us seriously. In the raging fire, I even sensed that you deliberately lowered the temperature of the flames, and in the final gale, you also deflected the gale, giving us a chance to escape..."
"You actually saw that? That's really impressive. I thought you were the weakest one besides Kadoc, but I didn't expect your Jewel-Grade Mystic Eyes to have such insight, like future prediction and current reconnaissance abilities? I guess I underestimated you before."
Upon hearing this, Rovey did not deny it, but instead praised her directly.
This indirectly confirms that what Ophelia said was true, and that he did indeed do it on purpose.
Upon hearing this, Koyanskaya was truly in utter despair. She cried out, "I knew it! I knew something was off. Did you really do this on purpose? Letting us go, giving us hope for survival, and then appearing at the last moment to extinguish it—what a twisted god! Are you some kind of god of trickery?"
She retorted to Rovey in a defiant manner.
"I'm just testing you out. I want to see what you're really capable of. And don't think of me as having such a perverse sense of humor. I'm not that bored as to waste so much time just toying with you."
"The only reason I did this was—"
Upon hearing her question, Rovey denied it, then stood up and answered.
"In order to wait for an opportunity to come."
"Waiting for an opportunity to come?"
The crowd was slightly taken aback by this answer, and their eyes seemed to contain a hint of confusion.
"Could it be --?"
However, Kirschtaria, who had just fought with Rovey multiple times and knew him best, and who had recalled Koyanskaya's words, seemed to suddenly understand something and had an epiphany.
"You used us as bait? Oh... So that's how it is. Everything makes sense now. You really did let us go on purpose."
He gave the answer directly.
"A decoy? Could it be...?!"
The Crypter present were all shrewd Magus, and geniuses chosen from among thousands. They were certainly not dull-witted, so when Kirschtaria announced the result, they immediately understood everything.
Upon seeing them, Rovey nodded slightly in understanding.
"Has the truth been discovered? Not bad."
"..."
Despite the praise, the Crypter present were speechless.
Now that they knew everything, their smugness and excitement at escaping death died completely at that moment.
The truth is quite simple--
That is, while the Alien God was using them to test the one in front of him, the other party was also using them to set a trap for the Alien God.
The reason the other party has been so nonchalant and lenient, allowing them to live for so long, is not because he wants to manipulate them, but because he has chosen to use them.
They used them to mislead the Alien God, thereby luring Alien God into a trap.
At this moment, the Crypter present were already utterly despondent.
Having gone through so much and learned the truth, they realized that they were just pawns on a chessboard, and the real players were always those in positions of power and authority.
Although they desperately wanted to tell the Alien God that they had been tricked and that he should stop.
But since Rovey has taken the initiative to appear, it naturally means that everything has been accomplished, and there is no problem in revealing the truth.
Everything is already irreversible.
So...
Looking up at the sky, at this very moment, seven flashes of different colors appeared in the night sky.
The true nature of those lights were seven dazzling shooting stars, which were also the Fantasy Tree promised by the Alien God.
As the Crypter fled, the Alien God planted the saplings as planned, and Rovey only revealed himself when he realized that the Fantasy Tree was about to be planted.
Because now everything is accomplished, his goal has been achieved.
At that moment, seven meteors of different colors, each with a long trail, plummeted vertically towards the earth. They emitted different colors of light and contained different powers, seemingly announcing the beginning of a new era.
The Fantasy Tree has traveled from the distant stars to the atmosphere of this planet.
Now, the Alien God has revealed his trump card.
There is no way out.
For the Alien God, there are only two possible outcomes.
First, the Fantasy Tree took over the Earth, growing ever stronger until Lostbelt replaced Human History, and the planet became the garden of Alien God.
Secondly, the Fantasy Tree were completely destroyed, the Proper Human History eradicated the Lostbelt, and the Alien God departed with resentment.
This also shows that...
Chaldea, and the one before us, no longer need to show mercy.
Their value has completely vanished.
Those Crypter realized this felt a chill run down their spines.
Having achieved their goal, it meant that the person in front of them could now crush them without any doubt.
Thinking of this, everyone present turned deathly pale, feeling utterly helpless.
Sensing their discomfort, Rovey didn't eliminate them all; after all, he wasn't some kind of demon, was he?
So he waved his hand and Projection the ball and handcuffs in front of them, indicating that they should put them on themselves.
He is now giving these Crypter one last chance.
The choice is to go back with him, or to die here.
If he continues to be so stubborn, he really will go on a killing spree.
"..."
Just as the Crypter were looking at the handcuffs with conflicted expressions, a crisp "click!" sound rang out from the side.
When the group turned around, they found that Koyanskaya had already taken a pair of handcuffs and put them on herself, completely unaware that these were actually meant for the Crypter.
No, she was certainly aware of it, but Koyanskaya firmly believed that as long as she pretended to be stupid, she would have a chance to survive.
"I surrender, I surrender! Everything I did was forced upon me by the Alien God."
She surrendered frankly, then tearfully accused the Alien God of his crimes to Rovey, and said sincerely and righteously, "I am willing to atone for my sins, I am willing to abandon darkness and embrace the light, and I want to dedicate my strength to the great cause of saving humanity."
Her words were so firm and her tone so full of deep emotion that if you didn't know her very well, you could easily be fooled.
"I'm very useful; not only can I work overtime, but I can also clean the house and warm the bed—ah!!"
Koyanskaya was about to say something more outrageous when she was slapped away by Rovey.
Seeing this, the Crypter were also astonished by this shameless fox.
Rovey ignored her, and after slapping her away, he snapped his fingers, binding her limbs with chains before tossing her into a corner.
The remaining Crypter, having already accepted their fate, did not put up any further resistance. They surrendered without hesitation, obediently put on their handcuffs, and prepared to return to face their punishment.
However, it was precisely at this moment that...
The seven falling meteors were finally about to hit the ground.
Then the entire planet heard a cold declaration from the stars.
[Issue a notice.]
We hereby issue this announcement to all humankind: From this moment forward, this planet will be transformed into an ancient yet entirely new world.
That was the voice of Kirschtaria, the captain of the Crypter.
Of course, it wasn't his own voice, but rather a voice he had recorded beforehand, hoping that the Alien God would help convey it to this world and humanity.
"..."
Upon hearing this announcement, Kirschtaria's brow furrowed slightly in exasperation.
Human civilization is not correct, and our growth is not correct.
[Therefore, I made a decision: to pass judgment on all of humanity to date and to deny the erroneous Proper Human History.]
With the arrival of this announcement.
The terrifying vision, born from the power of Alien God, was transmitted directly and unimpeded to the ears of every human being, numbing the already neurotic modern Magus due to Rovey once again.
After all, this is undoubtedly another miracle.