Chapter 418

"We must obey Lady Muryan's orders."

"Lady Muryan is our Savior!"

"There shouldn't be any problems at all."

Several Fairy chimed in agreement, and Muryan smiled as she turned to look at the remaining group of Fairy present.

The Fairy nodded in agreement; after all, what else could they do besides nod?

The Fang Clan's plan to devour all the Winged Fairy, just as they had united against the Rain Clan, was completely beyond their comprehension. Therefore, they could only pin their hopes on Muryan had even the slightest chance of success.

Muryan opened the white Great Gate to the city center, where the Fang Fairy had Great Gate, seemingly preparing to rush in.

In the past, faced with the corpses of Fairy thrown out after they had killed each other, the Fang Fairy would have fought over the meat, as that was basically what the Rain Clan did in both their war of destruction and peacetime.

However, now they are all incredibly well-behaved, extremely eager but completely afraid to move.

It was only because of the tall, white- Humanoid, humanoid Werewolf standing at the door, the new patriarch of the Fang Clan Kurich.

Seeing the menacing Fang Fairy, the remaining Winged Fairy trembled uncontrollably, even contemplating being eaten. One Winged Fairy felt an unparalleled fear of the Fang Fairy before it.

It's completely devastated now, all it wants is to escape this place, escape the fear, and find a safe place to hide.

Then, it let out an uncontrollable scream and dragged its heavy steps backward as it ran for its life. Suddenly, it felt a dull thud on its back, and its body lurched forward. The pain in its back burned like fire straight to its head.

Struggling to get up from the ground, the second wave of impact struck again.

It screamed in agony, but no one dared to lend a helping hand. It frantically waved its hands, but its knees gave way and it slipped backward, as if the ground were covered in oil.

Immediately, a powerful impact struck her neck, and her world vanished in an instant.

"I clearly stated that I would protect everyone at all costs, right? How can you be so disobedient now?"

Muryan, having just killed an out-of-control Fairy in public, spoke to the remaining Fairy in as gentle a voice as possible.

"So,"

Muryan whispered.

Please listen to me.

Then, under Kurich's watchful eye, Muryan and Huginn safely walked out of Gloucester, which was surrounded by enemies, and arrived at the location where Novia and Ash were. As soon as they entered, Muryan let out a deep sigh.

"Alright, let me stay here for ten minutes or so, then I'll go out. Those guys will then readily obey me and acknowledge me as their chief."

Muryan's plan was actually quite simple: when faced with the overwhelming force of the Fang Army, she would step forward to turn the tide. In this way, among the extremely panicked Winged Fairy, she, with her strong Winged Arian bloodline, would increase her dominance over them, thus making the Wing Clan look up to her without question.

Well, this plan is indeed enough to deal with the Fairy of Fairy Britain, since they're all rather dim-witted. Novia's thought on this is, 'If you want to do it this way, then do it this way,' since he understands that Muryan just wants to prove that she is capable.

That's enough.

However, witnessing the Wing Clan killing each other in such a situation also gave Ash a deeper understanding of Fairy.

"Muryan, the Winged Fairy are so kind-hearted, yet they still kill each other under these circumstances."

Ash raised her head, "Even they are like this, utterly lacking in judgment and the will to resist, and without the slightest sense of remorse..."

"After all, you're Fairy of Paradise, different from us."

"Um."

Ash paused, glanced at Novia, then looked at Muryan, "In that case, I'd like to know why you did this."

Muryan sighed.

"... Because of simple thoughts."

That's too general Answer.

"... Well, that's my Answer."

Muryan waved her hand. "From now on, as long as there are no rumors against me like they are now, the Winged Fairy and the Fang Fairy will be the 'Perfection Order,' after all, I don't have the power of Kurich."

The Fang Fairy submitted to Kurich, who was both the strongest and a descendant of Arian, while the Winged Fairy submitted to Muryan, who saved them from extinction. Faced with death, fear gradually accumulated, thus giving birth to the seed of being dominated by the high-ranking Fairy.

Even so, you're still acting recklessly.

Novia got up and walked to Muryan's side, lifting her up with one hand as she spoke.

At the same time, the golden collar-shaped object that appeared around her neck transformed into Od, eventually becoming Ring on her finger.

Although Ash had somewhat anticipated this, she was still a little surprised by the way her Teacher and Muryan were playing. It was so red that she even felt that if it were any darker, Muryan could put her head on the table, and someone unaware of the situation might mistake it for...

In fact, given Novia and Muryan's abilities, such physical damage could have been completely eliminated, but Muryan was unwilling to remove it, so it remained.

With the obstruction gone, the chaotic Od that had been pressing down on Muryan's body choked her. She felt a strange warmth in the suffocating sensation and nodded seriously.

"Perhaps, but it's better than nothing at all."

Upon hearing this, Ash turned her head and said softly, "Teacher, the love and care between you and Muryan is truly selfless and devoted."

"I know."

"However, perhaps we should still exercise some restraint with this kind of thing?"

"Perhaps."

"I sincerely hope that you, Teacher, will listen to my advice, and so will you, Muryan."

Ash sighed and adjusted his glasses.

Although Novia had told her that her initial purpose for this world was only for her, the addition of Muryan made her feel a little disappointed. In addition, the two seemed to be closer to each other than to her. It wasn't Jealousy, just a simple sense of envy and distress.

If the person I like could like me back right away.

While reviewing the fairy tale "The Happy Prince," the Fairy of Paradise had this thought.

If it could come true, I wonder how happy I would be; my heart would surely feel like it had discovered a shining star in my chest.

I just don't know what to do.

After all, over the years, she still quite enjoyed being with the Crowd, especially at night. She loved everything about the time when Huginn and Muninn bickered, Muryan was teased from time to time, and Novia would laugh out loud while telling fairy tales.

In the end, just as Muryan had predicted Wing Clan recognized her, the one who had saved them, as their leader, and followed her without question.

Then, with the help of the wind Fairy who delivered the information, the entire Fairy Britain quickly learned that the two great Fairy, Fang and Wing, had submitted to a single Fairy.

The most composed of the Mirror Clan were the Winged Fairies. Compared to the Winged Fairy who fought amongst themselves, the Mirror Fairy were generally not afraid of death. However, Ainsel, as the clan leader, was afraid because she could no longer foresee the Future during this period, and she found it difficult to accept this.

As for the wind Fairy, under the leadership of their chieftain Aurora, they have behaved relatively well; at least there haven't been any immediate cases of them killing each other.

The earth Fairy, in their struggle to seize control of each other's workshops, engaged in a bloody battle.

Since they each harbored their own ulterior motives and were no match for the Fang Fairy, the remaining Fairy chieftains soon rushed to hand over their surrender documents.

Finally, at Novia's suggestion, the Five Great Fairies began building a new City, Londinium, in southern Britain.

On the edge of the moon, in front of that 'door', a white Dove stood motionless.

The End Times radiance is released.

However, at that very moment—

It tore through the gaps in the Universe, arrived here, inserted itself between the 'door' and the Dove, stood up to receive the released radiance, and tore it apart.

To spread, to disappear.

The attack, intended to force the 'gate' to leave, had no effect and vanished into the void.

It was a dark shadow, like the Universe itself, whose mere appearance was enough to throw all living beings, including concepts themselves, back into chaos, as if expecting destruction, engaging in absurd behavior, everything acting arbitrarily, everything dancing wildly.

If the Dove in front of us didn't exist, just a glance at the Planet would strip it of all its existence.

It's not about killing and destruction, but about directly losing one's self as a cognitive subject. Even the feeling of being alive will cease to exist. For both the Planet itself and the creatures on it, it would be as if the entire world disappeared—a world that transcends nothingness and approaches zero.

All living things will naturally move towards this goal, toward the destruction of losing themselves and the whole world.

The white Dove seemed to be smiling at this, because with the moon behind it, from every angle it appeared as if its lips were curved into a crescent moon, silently... as if it were raising a smile.

"... Yahweh... lied to me... what was I... thinking back then...?"

The emotion in this voice comes from a deeper place; it is not a function that governs knowledge, logic, cognition, or language, but an emotion that can only be barely interpreted as "dissatisfaction" in the human sense.

"It's alright, it's alright, feel as much hatred as you want. But do you really feel this way? As a long-awaited reunion, I understand this feeling quite well. In fact, it makes me feel nostalgic and at ease."

The White Dove smiled happily as it looked up at the towering, dark figure that was much taller than itself.

In the distant beyond, on the other side of the dazzling Universe, light sweeps in like a tide, bursting forth in an instant no matter how far away it may be.

Solemn bells rang, warm firelight shone, golden dawn broke, the scent of rain fell, and the fragrance of grasslands wafted from the earth. Creatures from all Universe and Planet gave thanks for the Divinity light that bestowed upon them a day of peace.

"Alright, so what's the plan now? Those under your command who don't have suitable carriers will be suppressed to the point where they can hardly survive, let alone you who's always staying 'outside'."

Regardless of the past, Azathoth is now the source of all Outer God, existing outside the Universe. This blind and foolish Supreme Being Deity is destined to live in the dark Order, never able to escape it, and will remain in a world beyond the reach of divine radiance, both now and in the Future.

The falling snowflakes of light shone exceptionally brightly against the dark backdrop.

Nyarlathotep, who could only watch longingly from behind the door, saw that radiance and thought:

Or should we Yug out to ease the tension?

"Shub-Niggurath, you've succeeded."

In that instant— Nyarlathotep felt his sense of self-existence shrink sharply.

That... Golden Cup...

In that quaint, cramped Library, endless Rainbow- colored bubbles miraculously appeared behind it, resembling blue hair. At this moment, the One Who Is All in One touched the cheek of Abigail, who was sleeping soundly between his knees, and looked calmly through a 'door' at the previously arrogant and wicked Evil God. The black cat beside him also showed the same calm expression.

"Nyarlathotep, if you ever try anything behind my back again, you'll have to come to my Library and have some fun, okay?"

Although her voice and lips were smiling, her blue eyes held no smile at all.

Nyarlathotep closed his eyes for a moment, trying to express his actions in words.

This was also to sort out his emotions—listening to the will of Azathoth, and then the brown man had his Answer.

"The ancient karma and curses continue unabated, deeply and intensely intertwined, spreading into the abyss. Heeding your call, the Lord of Fertility has prepared a grand welcoming Ritual for you."

After speaking to Azathoth, Nyarlathotep raised one eye, glanced at a doorway, and said in an extremely provocative tone:

"Little Yug, your vessel... you don't really think it's your daughter, do you? Hehe, if that's the case, that would be really interesting."

Bubbles appeared directly around Nyarlathotep. After a short while, the Brown Figure rolled its eyes and kicked its legs, lying motionless on the Chaos. Then it jumped up again and continued shouting incoherently.

"Even so, little Yug must still be secretly shedding tears, hahaha..."

At the edge of the Universe, beside the moon, warm light and pure darkness still confront each other. The dark figure is unknowingly covered by a thin layer of light, gradually fading into nothingness.

Finally, a gentle breeze flowed silently through the darkness, forming a small vortex where the dark figure stood, before vanishing without a trace.

At that moment, the White Dove turned to look at the Ocean Planet being Human Order Incineration, and simply shook its head silently.

Since they entered through a reasonable and justifiable procedure, they should also be expelled through reasonable and justifiable means.

The Sixth Singularity: Jerusalem, the Holy City.

In the City stained with green grime, Jacques de Molay skipped and hopped to the center of the Holy City. Looking at the people bound to Cross and covered in transparent green sacs, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He reached out and touched one of them, then pulled out a Golden Cup.

"Is this the true Holy Grail? If so, I wish for Revenge against the France Royal Family, for the fall of humanity, and for the return of Our Mother of the Abyss..."

At this point, the silver-haired girl seemed to belatedly realize something and touched her stomach.

"You've forgotten, My Lady of the Mother of the Abyss, that you're already with me. I've already experienced endless liberation and boundless joy, which is why I allowed everyone to release their hearts and lead them towards ultimate depravity. My god must have thought the same thing."

The devout Faith that once resided in their eyes has vanished completely.

Instead, it is inhabited by a completely opposite will.

"Not here, not here, oh dear?"

Beneath the true Holy Grail of the Savior lies an Arab inscription that no one can fully and accurately translate. Over the years, many people have offered different translations, such as "To the one who brings glory," "Praise be to Mary," and "Merciful Lord."

However, previously in this Holy City, he was translated as 'Lord of Prosperity,' but now he is translated as 'Lord of Fertility.'

Chapter 443 Scaring Yourself~

There have probably been few such cases since the creation of Fairy Britain thousands of years ago.

Apart from the Rain Fairy, who was wiped out by the combined forces of the Five Great Fairies for harboring the 'Fairy of Paradise', the Five Great Fairies actually submitted to a Fairy and worked together in unity and friendship to build the New City southern Londinium.