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"Who said there isn't?"

The five people asked in unison, forcefully pushing Xijian back down.

"Oh……"

tide Jian could only scratch her head and return to her kneeling position.

Olga Marie, who was sitting on the bed, also shuddered.

Although I always remember teachers as gentle, calm, and somewhat reserved, they showed their sharpness on the battlefield.

In bed, he possessed a slightly captivating assertiveness, patiently and meticulously guiding her to experience the purest pleasure, allowing her to completely forget the shock and pain brought about by the appearance of the 'Alien God'.

But now, teachers seem to be like fish on a chopping block.

They clearly said they had already become gods...

“Punish me as you please, but what do you plan to do about Mary?” Shio asked, her eyes narrowed, her expression as soft and sweet as a melting rice cake.

"Isn't this a decision for my husband to make?" Morgan leaned forward, gazing intently at Shiomi. "After all, you can seduce even a fairy girl who is only fifteen years old, so Mary, who is in her twenties, is nothing special. After all, I can't really say that she's too easy to hook."

"Huh?" Olga Marie was taken aback. "So early?"

She suddenly realized that her teacher was surprisingly...carnivorous.

“Of course I will treat Mary well. Even if I tried to keep my distance before, now that things have developed like this, I have to take responsibility,” Shiomi said. “What are Mary’s plans?”

“…Me?” Olga Marie lowered her head and thought for a long time, then fidgeted with her fingers shyly. “If the teacher is willing to continue this relationship, I…don’t want it to end.”

“Is that so?” Scáthach raised an eyebrow. “It’s nothing to us, but my beloved student should have already told you that it’s best not to tell anyone.”

“I understand.” Olga Marie also shrank back.

Whether it can be made public or not is not really important; she has already obtained the decisive factor.

This was enough for her to firmly believe that she was a different being from the "Alien God".

"So can I get up now?" Shio asked again.

"Well, let me think about it." Morgan seemed unhurried. "Never mind, this isn't about interrogating anyone, let's first—"

She reached out, ready to pull tide up, but Storm Border shook violently.

Caught off guard, Morgan stumbled into Shiomi's arms.

"Huh? What's going on? Encountering enemies? Alien apostles?" Olga Marie's romantic thoughts vanished instantly, and she hurriedly sought confirmation.

The bridge communication was established, and Leonardo da Vinci's voice rang out:

"Urgent report: The Storm Border, which landed on the planet of the White Paper, has been attacked by an alien apostle. According to the Servant Spirit Origin Database, it has been confirmed that the alien apostle is the same one that killed the giant god Atlas in the Lostbelt the day before yesterday."

Chapter 128 The Assassin

Instead of immediately returning to the Wandering Sea, it was Shiomi's suggestion to stay on the blank surface of the planet.

There are several reasons for doing this.

Firstly, if we return to the Wandering Sea, we would need to disable the inheritance defenses there, revealing our coordinates, which could potentially bring danger to the Wandering Sea.

Secondly, Storm Border did not suffer severe damage during its journey through the Atlantic Lostbelt.

The only loss was the large number of automatons that Orange had prepared, which were completely used up in several battles in the waters of Atlantis.

Both supplies and energy are plentiful.

Furthermore, Shiomi plans to assign the Lostbelts of China and India to the former Hidden Members of Group A to resolve them. This will allow them to clearly demonstrate their stance.

Third, it was to test the "Alien God" and even the Alien Apostles to see if they would launch an attack under these circumstances, and to what extent.

Clearly, Shiomi's prediction came true.

Nameless, one of the alien apostles, launched an attack on Storm Border.

After quickly defeating Bagst, he engaged in a one-on-one death match with Melusin.

"Does a single follower dare to attack Storm Border?" Olga Marie thought the attack was highly suspicious.

From the deck, one can see that on the bleached planetary landscape, Wuming and Melushin are engaged in battle.

Melusin happened to be stationed on the deck at that time.

Judging from the momentum, Melushin's power suppressed Wuming, but she was unable to kill that man.

“Maybe it’s just a feint.” Shiomi pressed her shoulder. “Go back inside the ship and have them increase their guard. I think there are two possibilities: either they’re after you, or they’re after Kilshtalia and the others.”

"Ah."

Olga Marie obediently agreed, and then, escorted by Scáthach, returned to the ship to do her work.

Olga Marie was perhaps a very important factor in the fact that the "Alien God" appeared in that form.

So far, the two sides have not officially met, and the "Alien God" has not mentioned Mary. Therefore, it is merely Shiomi's speculation.

The best course of action now is to strengthen the Storm Border's barrier while simultaneously dealing with Nameless as quickly as possible.

“But judging from this, Melousin will probably win, but it will take a lot of effort,” Morgan said suddenly, watching the battlefield.

"Hmm?" tide Jian raised an eyebrow.

“In short, there was no way to leave any survivors,” Morgan said. “We already know that Alterego is infiltrated with multiple deities and their spirit origins through Meltryllis and Passionlip.”

“That makes sense. If we can capture him alive, we should be able to get a lot of useful information.” Shiomi waved her hand. “So, what does Azuma mean?”

“Although the opponent’s condition is not perfect, it’s just right to use him as a whetstone to get familiar with that form,” Morgan said.

"As you wish."

Meanwhile, Melusin, who was unable to finish the battle quickly, was somewhat anxious and hesitated about whether to enter her half-dragon form.

The follower before him, with a face as heavy as iron, was as solid as if cast from steel.

Melee, ranged, and defensive attacks—they continuously project various Noble Phantasms to counter dragons, including holy swords and demonic swords that have special attacks against dragons.

This is also the obstacle that allows Melusin to suppress but not win.

Entering a half-dragon form would enhance one's abilities in every way, but it would also make one more susceptible to the effects of anti-dragon Noble Phantasms.

"You've worked hard, you can step down now, Meilushin." Shiomi's voice came.

Having just distanced herself from Wuming, she looked up in surprise at Xijian and Morgan, who had landed beside her.

"I am so sorry, I failed to defeat my opponent and even failed to avenge Bagst—" Melosin subconsciously blamed herself for her poor performance and apologized to the two of them.

“You’ve done very well. It’s just that we’re not compatible.” Xi Jian patted Mei Luxin on the shoulder. “Leave the rest to us. You step back and keep an eye on your surroundings.”

"Yes!"

Meilushin stopped dawdling and stepped back in response.

"Is this really the Chaldea general making a personal appearance?" Wuming, holding his black and white twin swords, revealed a playful smile. "I originally thought it would take some effort to complete this assassination."

"Assassination?" tide Jian raised an eyebrow. "Is it to assassinate me, my wife, or the one in hiding?"

“Of course it’s you.” Wuming revealed a calm smile. “I am the ‘Atlas Killer’ among the alien apostles. Originally, I was an Alterego specially prepared by the alien god who saw through Kirshtalia’s plan. But unfortunately, I was given the power to kill gods, not simply the means to deal with the giant god Atlas.”

"So you were assigned here to assassinate my husband before Storm Border returned?" Morgan was a little surprised. "Even if you could kill a god, coming here alone would be tantamount to suicide, Nameless Guardian."

"So what? Anyway, the employer just told me to kill this man. How I carry it out is my prerogative." Wuming pointed his sword at Xijian. "In the end, no matter what state a guardian falls into, he can only do the same dirty work."

“Indeed.” Shiomi nodded seriously. “As former comrades who fought together, and now as enemies, let Azuma and I respond with the appropriate respect.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wuming suddenly opened his eyes wide in anger, ready to launch an attack, but he saw Xijian and Morgan suddenly turn to the side at the same time, leaning against each other back to back.

A sudden gust of wind swept across the white land, and the unstoppable magical wind spread in all directions. Wuming had no choice but to raise his twin swords to defend himself, lest his spiritual foundation be shattered by this magical wind alone.

Despite the immense strain on his health and the fact that he was facing an assassination target, he had no intention of fleeing.

Rather, everything is unfolding exactly as he expected.

With Shiomi and Morgan as opponents, they'll definitely be able to—

The magical winds continued unabated, and the earth trembled incessantly.

This process didn't last long, and Wuming knew exactly what had happened.

Inside the detached palace of the Orbital Great Temple, the two had already demonstrated that forbidden form, a form that even gods could surpass.

The wind subsided, and the earth returned to tranquility.

tide Jian and Morgan disappeared from their original positions, but Wu Ming did not relax. He spread his arms and stretched them to the sides.

The projected image of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie's swords rapidly expanded, transforming into a sharper and more powerful form.

Wuming stared at Morgan, who was suspended in the air, and silently tensed his body, like a bow ready to be drawn.

Then, he launched an attack on the powerful enemy before him.

Chapter 129 Nameless

Inside the bridge, after arranging the response measures for Storm Border, there was no sign of a new alien apostle attack. Olga Marie, inside the bridge, watched the battle on the bleached land through the monitors.

Olga Marie was taken aback by the new appearance of Shiomi and Morgan as one.

"That is... the One God."

With Shiomi's companionship and care, Olga Marie gradually recovered and learned in time about the report she had missed.

Among them is content about "One God".

During his great battle with Zeus, the teacher underwent a transformation into a god, and is now a living, breathing deity in the modern era.

Olga Marie already knew about this before the final battle in the Atlantic Lostbelt.

But seeing this further step forward with her own eyes, she couldn't help but feel surprised.

"Simply put, it is a being that is the newborn god and the fairy of paradise combined into one," Romani said. "Although there are cases of gods possessing humans or other beings, the 'One God' is not a simple possession."

However, the "One God" is not simply something to rely on; even Romani could not fully explain its underlying principles.

The only certainty is that they are more powerful in this form.

It not only made up for the immaturity of the powers of the newly born gods, but also incorporated the wisdom of the fairies of the paradise.

Judging from her appearance, it is clear that Shiomi intends to let Morgan take the lead in order to maintain balance and maximize power.

Compared to the battle at the Great Temple Palace, they are now much more at ease.

“It’s alright. Since it was the teacher’s decision, there must be a reason.” Olga Marie did not ask any further questions.

For things that go beyond human intelligence, or even the realm of magicians, it is enough to stop at "knowing".

Another reason for her surprise was that she suddenly realized why Ms. Morgan hadn't been angry earlier.

If we can have each other to this extent, there's really no reason to be angry.

"Compared to this, how much information do we have about the alien apostle's real name and other aspects?"

Olga Marie adjusted her breathing and stared at the screen.

Wuming unfurled a petal-like shield to block the magical attack of "Unity God Morgan." The seven-layered shield was gradually shattering and could no longer hold.

"It was the high-ranking Servant Alterego, who incorporated multiple divine elements, that elevated this Heroic Spirit, who was originally just a guardian of the Counter Force, to a level that can be considered top-tier." Romani retrieved the information on Nameless.

"His real name? What is that guy's real name?" Olga Marie frowned. "How many Noble Phantasms has that guy brought out so far? Could it be that his real Noble Phantasm, like that of Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, is a treasure trove containing countless Noble Phantasms?"

Romani recalled the intelligence from the Fifth Holy Grail War, which, while not entirely applicable, was still able to pinpoint the essence of Nameless.

"It shouldn't be. Those Noble Phantasms are all replicas, consumables created with extremely high precision, almost identical to the originals, through projection magic. He was most likely a magician in his lifetime."

"A magician? And a projection magician at that." Olga Marie found it increasingly unbelievable. "Has his projection magic disrupted the balance between cost and benefit?"

In the world of magicians, projection magic is more of an added bonus.

Even the most skilled magician can only create an empty shell with a superficial appearance when using projection magic. In emergency situations, projecting everyday objects is the most reasonable and efficient approach.

But the projected treasures... there are even divine weapons among them.

"The current inference is that the alien apostle himself did not have the ability to project divinely created weapons, but the completion of the alien apostle's spirit origin gave him more precise iron-making conditions, thus enabling him to project Noble Phantasms that were almost impossible to achieve in the first place."

As Romani spoke, Wuming projected the twin swords of King Arthur and the knight Gawain, which swung at Morgan in the blink of an eye and released his true name.

Olga Marie instinctively felt worried, but then she saw the two holy swords unleash their true names and magic power, which Morgan casually blocked as if he were picking up a cup of tea, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She didn't know that the reason Wuming was able to perform at a standstill was largely because Morgan and Xijian were testing their existing power and improving their proficiency.

He watched as the holy sword he had projected with a great deal of magic power was so easily blocked.

Even knowing that it was less powerful than the original user's, Wuming still felt a subtle sense of frustration.