{PS: Yesterday, the author promised to post two updates today if I felt better. Now I'm keeping my word and making up for it. Please keep supporting me, meow~}
{Let the joy continue!}
[...Calculation error. An unusual variable never encountered before.]
[Attempting analysis. Analysis failed.]
Bowshen really had a headache now. Bewildered, the Aeon watched seven peculiar little Iron Tombs holding hands around the Aeon and laughing.
The Aeon began to wonder whether Aha was behind all this. After all, of all the Aeons, he was the most absurd. That guy would stop at nothing for a laugh. As long as it was entertaining, he would even give up his position as the Aeon of Joy~
[You unfilial son, I've come to bring you joy! I'm going to assimilate you and mold you into my image!]
[Ciallo~(∠?ω＜)_☆]
As Romantic Tomb spoke, the Great Void Lord struck a cute pose for the stunned Bowshen.
[Ciallo~(∠?ω＜)_☆]*7
[Make sure you accept Romantic Gushi's heartfelt gift~ My dear boy~]
The other seven little Iron Tombs also began imitating Romantic Tomb's facial antics, posing at Bowshen with a Ciallo~(∠?ω＜)_☆
[...I %...]
[Program error. Calculation error. Suspected data contamination of some kind. Beginning self-disinfection.]
The sight of Dr. Primitive being surrounded and assimilated by Romantic Tomb and the seven absurd little Iron Tombs made Herta and the other geniuses nearly black out.
"What the hell? We can't let something this absurd contaminate Bowshen. Our power of the Path is connected to Bowshen, after all."
"Screwllum, give the order. Let's attack together!"
"This time, I'm going to give these absurd things a real taste of the Imaginary Pulse Cannon we developed!"
"I can't let these things contaminate my eyes!"
With that, the Great Herta began giving Asta instructions, and Asta began issuing orders to get Herta