Let's Play Another Round, Master!

Murata Himeko, who was clearly just slacking off, chose the Cross Coffin with Space Shrinkage Technology and then distanced herself from the core of the battlefield.

Both the Black Rock Shooter and the Nightmare Spirit disappeared into the darkness, intending to sit back and watch the two fight.

Bronya hesitated for a moment, Heavy-Duty Rabbit beside him began to charge up, its cannon muzzle avoiding the cockpit and locking onto the helicopter's tail fin.

The decisive Lightning Sis, gripping her Gunblade in reverse, leaped forward, releasing energy orbs one after another from the surrounding Amplification Matrix.

The Schrodinger Company is pragmatic; destroying the alliance between the Roman Papal Legion and the Anglican Church is not enough. It must reclaim the Holy Grail and consolidate its position.

Only by proving himself irreplaceable in the Imperial Army can he guarantee that his sister Sera receives the highest priority treatment.

She was willing to sell her conscience for her sister's survival, let alone the fact that she had only met this boy a few times and had no real relationship with him.

At most, she'll just refrain from harming the child after obtaining the Holy Grail.

Therefore, apart from Van Helsing, the Divine Grace Hunter is temporarily entangled by Jill Hera, Kevin has to face the combined attack of Bronya, Lightning Sis, Kansaki Shizuka, and Heidewilli.

In the blink of an eye, the little boy slightly raised his right hand, and seven or eight vortex-like distortions appeared in the space in front of him, with dark rifts swallowing the beams of light shot out by Lightning Sis and Bronya.

At this moment, Lei Ting had already entered the range of spatial turbulence. This woman was swift and decisive, without stopping, moving and leaping like flowing water, each step precisely landing within the safe zone.

Even though some spatial energy was unavoidable, the upper arm shield blocked it from the left and right, actually managing to deflect it.

She didn't even need to think; she simply swung the Gunblade casually, cleaving through the shooting ice spikes and the continuous ice layers, leaving almost no obstruction in her path.

Born to fight! A terrifying fighting instinct! Kevin had only seen a handful of people with this rare talent in his vague memory.

One was the security chief of a notorious company, and the other was an ancient-style immortal dressed in crimson bird feathers; as for his name, he forgot.

Adding to the mix is this "Lightning Sis," and the three seem to have something in common. What is it?

When it came to his hazy memories, Kevin instinctively lost his focus. It wasn't until the thunderbolt was right in front of him that he subconsciously took a step forward and swung his fist, the cracking of his knuckles sounding like the roar of a tiger or leopard.

"Inch Force - Chaotic Thunder!"

Lei Ting immediately held his arm shield horizontally in front of his chest, and the solemn and powerful force rippled outwards.

Even though the battle goddess instinctively adopted a posture to deflect the force, the force that converged into a cone not only left clear fist marks on her arm shield, but also made her blood surge and her mouth taste bloody.

Lei Ting realized that apart from the arm shield that was directly in its path, she couldn't feel any leakage of force, and her expression immediately turned serious.

The Gathering of Thunder and indestructible! It concentrates all power into a single point, making it incredibly strong!

Kevin gazed thoughtfully at Thunder, who was clutching his chest to catch his breath.

He seemed to have remembered what the three War Goddess had in common.

Yes, they're all flat-chested... low friction... very convenient for vigorous exercise...

"You're very strong. I'm sorry, I'll have to give it my all!"

Lei Ting's expression was serious and focused, with pale purple light patterns appearing on his chest, and clusters of purplish-red crystals condensing beneath his feet.

That is! The mark of God's Emissary — Stigmata! Saint-level!

Van Helsing glanced at it, frowned deeply, exhaled a frustrated sigh, and felt a wave of powerlessness wash over him.

The Roman Papal Legion has been largely absent from public view for a long time. How many natural Stigmata holders are now scattered across the land? The value of extraordinary individuals is decreasing, and this situation is dire!

At this moment, a humanoid summon, about four or five meters tall, with a metal body and joints inlaid with special crystals, holding a double-bladed scythe, hovered behind Lei Ting. The energy fluctuations of the two resonated with each other and superimposed, increasing exponentially.

It seems Schrodinger Company has unearthed quite a few treasures from the ancient ruins. Murata Himeko is drooling with envy; these obviously revolutionary items must be expensive, right?

Dozens of magic circles manipulating Honkai energy formed one after another, and various buff auras were constantly cast on the human and the machine, making their combos increasingly fluid and powerful.

We can't wait any longer, we need to finish this quickly!

Kevin noticed Kansaki Shizuka approaching, his gaze sharpened, and he reached out to grab her.

A sword with a black and white hilt and a blade resembling a ruby-carved dagger was pulled from Spatial Rift by the young boy and slashed down suddenly.

The scorching torrent forced back the thunder and her summoned creatures, and terrifying crimson sword marks spread from the central square, cleaving the town in two.

Damn it! Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgment!

Murata Himeko stared wide-eyed at the magnificent greatsword in the boy's hand, its flames surging.

Chaos! Chaos! Whose child is this? Did the headmaster Siegfried, have an affair? Or is he that person's child?

In short, after this brat was pushed to the ground, probably nobody will want him, right?

If we can lure him back to the St. Freya Academy, the merit of recovering the Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgment alone will wipe out not only his salary but also the matter of embezzling public funds to buy alcohol!

The unscrupulous teacher's eyes lit up. He immediately drew his Eclipse Greatsword, rubbed his hands excitedly, and lay in wait for an opportunity to plunder.

At the same time, Kansaki Shizuka also realized the danger posed by the child before her, understanding that she would probably find it difficult to fight him alone.

Therefore, this Anglican Church saint took a step forward with focused concentration, and in response to the Stigmata, dense arrays of patterns appeared one after another above his head, at his feet, on his arms, and even on the blade.

When the chilling and murderous aura reached its peak, the Commanding Blade was suddenly drawn, its sharp edge tracing a sharp arc.

Only Flash!

Kevin spread his wings, his crimson hands gripping the sword hilt, and slashed upwards at an angle.

It's okay! I can handle it!

"Boom!" Swords clashed, dust billowed in the square, and three or four meters of mud were instantly slashed away.

As this earth-shattering attack erupted, both men were sent flying backward, accompanied by a sharp, explosive sound.

Kevin reached out and barely managed to build Space Bridge, but when he caught a glimpse of the white-haired creature within the shooting range behind him, he immediately roared and twisted his fingers, distorting and compressing the space in front of him.

God loves the world, cares for His believers, and performs salvation for them...

But I'm sorry, you have turned away from the Lord's way, so go to eternal sleep!

The death knell of Heaven!

The bullet, engraved with the Solomon's Cross and intricate Hebrew script, pierced through layers of obstacles, splattering a splash of blood, dark red spots staining the pure white wings.

P. S.: Does having a flat chest reduce friction? I feel that if it's too big, it's indeed inconvenient for strenuous exercise.

However, there was that muscular Queen from my junior high biology textbook—her figure and physique were a nightmare. Who remembers her now?

Also, thank you to the readers for the razor blades.

Let's make a promise: I'll update more when the number of razor blades exceeds 2000.

Chapter 417, Section 437: Let's play one more round, Master!

This was no ordinary bullet, but the Holy Nail of the Spear of Longinus! Van Helsing cast a pitying gaze ahead.

The intense Honkai energy dissipation effect and the burning sensation on his soul caused Kevin's body to tremble uncontrollably. As he looked up, the Flower of Calamity in the boy's eyes had already emerged from their sockets.

Meanwhile, the flesh at the wound on the left chest grew wildly and under the burning effect, it underwent continuous incineration and reorganization.

"Walk!"

Amidst the roar of the propellers behind them, the Arms Queen, who had jumped back into the pilot's seat and pulled the control stick, roared at the boy who was blocking the way in front of the helicopter.

Kevin's eyes flashed with bloodlust as he slashed out with his sword, knocking back both Raiden and Kansaki Shizuka. He then clutched his chest and jumped into the cockpit.

"If you keep chasing me, I'll kill someone..."

The sound that echoed across the sky was cold and resolute, as the helicopter hurtled toward the space jump portal that had been torn open ahead.

Lightning and Kansaki Shizuka, who were under Kevin's close watch, could only watch helplessly as the thief escaped further and further away due to the viscous spatial constraints and the blows of the Skyfire Greatsword.

"Bang!"

Unexpectedly, despite careful planning, a mistake occurred. As the helicopter shook violently, Kevin saw Jill Hera climb up the high wall, glide towards him, and hook her hand onto the support structure.

Clearly, using the Holy Grail to bring back her adoptive mother, Mina, has become an obsession for her, and she is unlikely to give it up easily.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

Then, Heidewilli, the Oracle's Daughter, was thrown by Van Helsing and caught up with the plane like a cannonball. She hooked her arm around the other side of the hangar, spun around a few times to dissipate the remaining force, and then climbed up.

At this moment, Kevin had no time to think about anything else. The veins bulging on his forehead looked like earthworms crawling under his skin. The Flower of Calamity had already bloomed.

The boy hardened his heart and ripped the Abyss Flower off, crushing it to pieces. Yet, the negative emotions in his mind—murder, lust, and so on—only intensified.

"Hold on tight!"

With a determined heart, Koko pulled the control stick, sending the helicopter crashing into the space jump portal Kevin had created.

Instantly, an invisible Spatial Storm swept in from all around, and the terrifying turbulence became increasingly violent.

However, the boy, gripping the hatch, mustered his strength, his teeth clenched until his lower lip bled, to dispel the incoming spatial energy and ensure a clear path ahead.

When the entire helicopter was completely swallowed by the space jump portal, the others who hadn't yet managed to enter could only stare helplessly at the azure sky after the space was sealed off.

"Boom!"

Just as an eerie silence fell over the battlefield, the experienced Van Helsing threw two Holy Cross Grenade to create a smokescreen and signaled to Kansaki Shizuka, who was standing nearby, to retreat.

Coincidentally, at the same time, the female saint's companion fell from the sparks that appeared in mid-air to her side.

Withdraw!

With no more worries, Kanzaki Kaori made a decisive Kansaki Shizuka, grabbing her somewhat bewildered teammates and sprinting out of the barrier.

Van Helsing took a deep breath, his worried gaze fixed on the horizon, but at the same time, a hint of relief shone in the depths of his eyes.

The courthouse was never a place of honor, and with the Roman Curia's investigation, he alone was enough to take the blame. Sending the child away now might not be such a bad thing.

Heidewilli, my good girl, promise me, no matter what, you must live.

After watching the three leave, the remaining "audience members" and actors, each with their own ulterior motives, also began to go home.

Doctor Strange flicked his cloak and leaped out from the sparks that appeared in the suburbs, his gaze profound.

Hopefully, this choice was the right one.

That deerstalker hat is my favorite. We're even now, Mr. Kevin, aren't we?

The two slackers Bronya and Murata Himeko, naturally and unsurprisingly went their separate ways and returned to their respective headquarters.

Seeing that things were hopeless, Lei Ting paused in silence for a moment before finally sheathing his Gunblade to consider his explanation for the return journey.

When the townspeople, banished by magic, returned to Saint Fath as if from a dream, they were shocked to find their homes completely unrecognizable, and were filled with despair.

The town mayor, who was racking his brains about how to resettle the residents, suddenly discovered that someone had submitted a town reconstruction plan to his mobile phone email, and even the funding had been agreed upon.

This symbol is... SCP Foundation?

Just when you're about to fall asleep, someone offers you a pillow. The town mayor, gazing at this invaluable plan, excitedly clicked to confirm its approval.

On the rooftop of the coffee shop, Black Rock Shooter savors a spoonful of Strawberry Sundae, brimming with happiness.

"So, when will he arrive in Amamiya City?"

Tokisaki Kurumi flicked her pink tongue and scraped off the chocolate layer from the ice cream, her heterochromatic eyes narrowing slightly.

"Once he sees the true nature of this world, it won't be long. You've already waited for over ten years, what's a few more days?"

Black Rock Shooter dug out another large spoonful of Strawberry Sundae, licked the cream clean, and then waved the plastic spoon around, answering casually.

"I still don't understand why he was chosen to make the decision?"

Tokisaki Kurumi stared at the crisscrossing sword marks below, her eyes filled with confusion.

"That choice was something he risked his life for more than ten years ago."

Therefore, he has the right to decide what the future of this world should be like.

"Besides, in theory, he's practically your father."

"Of course, the prerequisite for regaining the right to choose is that he can reach the end of the Seven Gates alive..."

Hatsune Miku spoke, she remotely tossed the empty box into the trash can and then waved to Tokisaki Kurumi with a grin.

"I've given you the chips you wanted. Now go home obediently..."

"Don't bother me unless it's absolutely necessary."

Immediately, the Void Songstress rested her chin on her hands, her eyes filled with anticipation as she gazed into the distance, a meaningful smile on her face.

After all, this should be the most fun and perfect game I've ever designed.

So, bet what you cherish most, and play one more game, Master!

Meanwhile, in the airspace above a certain sea area in the South Pacific.