Incarnations of the Four Great Tragedies

"It should be here!" Manlio looked at the teleportation array in the cave, sweat beading on his face. "Teacher and Roson should be down below."

"Move aside, leave this to me!" Sakata Kintoki rolled his wrists and pulled out his axe, which crackled with golden lightning.

Boom—

Boom—

Boom—!!!

With tremendous force, Sakata Kintoki blasted a huge crater into the ground with his axe.

But he still failed to open an entrance leading underground.

Manlio pressed his ear to the ground, then looked up and nodded to the others. "There really is a space below us, around fifty meters down."

"Looks like I'll have to keep blasting for a few more minutes." Sakata Kintoki clicked his tongue.

"Let me do it, big brother!" The little boy Norla patted Sakata Kintoki's knee twice, his face serious.

"Huh? Oh, okay." Sakata Kintoki blankly stepped back a little.

Norla took a deep breath, and a faint blood-red glint flashed through his eyes.

Then, before Sakata Kintoki's stunned gaze, his head transformed into that of a monster.

Carmilla frowned slightly, while Henry Jekyll was somewhat frightened.

Only the black Knight King, Artoria Pendragon, silently let out a sigh.

For such terror to appear on a child's body, the process must have been incredibly painful.

Norla's monstrous head opened its mouth and spewed destructive white flames, blasting straight through a passage.

With Nursery Rhyme's help, Norla returned to the appearance of a little boy. Looking exhausted, he smiled and nodded at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Fujimaru Ritsuka stroked Norla's head, then looked at the others, her eyes filled with resolve and gravity.

"Jumping into this pit should lead us to the final battle of this Singularity." Grasping Mash's hand, she said solemnly, "Everyone, for the sake of saving human history, please—be prepared!"

"Mr. Jekyll, stay here first