Otherwise, you can find another savior.

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"I see..." tide Jian wasn't surprised.

Kukulkan has a strong sense of curiosity and exploration, and always maintains a sense of novelty towards the outside world.

Mexico City, in particular, was only built a year ago and is full of all sorts of new things.

“Wait a minute. If we're investigating the Third Underworld, someone like me who can fly might be more suitable.” Melsin quickly began vying for the mission. “Since arriving in this Lostbelt, I’ve only been able to do missions protecting the Storm Border. I know it’s important, but I…”

I want to make it more useful.

I want to fight more for Shiomi.

It must be very dangerous to investigate the Third Underworld first, otherwise Shiomi would not have told Kukulkan directly instead of asking for everyone's opinion.

However, Melsin was confident enough in her own strength, and in Chaldea, there were very few companions who could rival her.

Therefore, she believed that this task was perfect for her, rather than letting the Lostbelt King, who had only just begun working with them, take charge.

"Oh dear—what should we do? I owe him a favor from Chaldea." Kukulkan played along with Melsin with great interest. "And as a companion, I have to do something to show my appreciation, otherwise it will be hard for everyone to trust me."

“Then let’s let our strength speak for itself.” Melusin clenched her fist and said seriously, “The winner can go on the Third Underworld investigation mission, and the loser stays behind.”

“Not bad, I think it’s good,” Kukulkan said. “Although you are small, I can feel that you are very strong, no less than Mexico’s Traloc.”

"Stop it! There's no need to waste your energy fighting here!" Shiomi started her吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments) mode. "Besides, if you damage Storm Border, we'll have to go back to Chichen Itza to fix it!"

Kukulkan blinked: "Then let's use a more peaceful method? Like wrestling? Not magic, not special powers, just pure physical strength—"

"Your physical strength is more than enough to dismantle this Storm Border!" Shiomi covered her face. "At least consider the captain. If the ship crashes, Nemo will be in trouble!"

“…Hmm…” Meiluxin couldn’t refute it.

She had been on the ship for a long time and was quite certain of the veracity of what Shiomi had said.

"Really."

Just as Shiomi was about to continue her rant, Morgan walked in from outside.

“I heard my husband’s enthusiastic speech from outside the door… Since both sides are so eager to take on the mission, why don’t we go together? Besides the possible ‘alien gods’ in the Third Underworld, there are also Servants of unknown origin. If we can send back useful information from within, it will be beneficial to our next operation.”

"Your Majesty Morgan!" Meloshen was so moved she almost cried.

This was a message that moved her even more than when she was given the name Fairy Knight.

"Coming together?" Kukulkan asked, surprised. "What if we wipe out all the enemies in the Third Underworld? Then you won't have a chance to show yourselves."

Shiomi pressed her temples: "Wouldn't that be better? As long as I can regain my powers, I don't care..."

Although I feel a little bad for Olga Marie.

Of course, this is on the premise that Kukulkan can easily kill the "Alien God" and will not be held back by Servants whose situation is still unclear.

“Let’s do it this way. Please go and make the preparations,” Morgan said, patting Shio’s back.

Before Morgan could finish speaking, Melusin and Kukulkan ran out one after the other, preparing to jump from the deck into the Third Underworld.

"Everyone has rested well, so get back to your posts and execute the plan."

Finally, Morgan said this to the others watching the commotion in the lounge.

Chapter Sixty-Five: The Third Underworld - Sosoyauki

"Something's not right..."

After waiting on the ship for a full hour, Shiomi went up to the deck and looked out at the situation in the Third Underworld, Sosoyauki.

The sandstorm continued unabated, and the interior of the Netherworld Line could not be seen with the naked eye or instruments alone.

He genuinely underestimated it.

“Perhaps they encountered internal fighting, or…” Morgan said behind her, “Although Melosin and Kukulkan are both very strong, it’s not impossible that they might run into trouble.”

“I believe that Melusin is being held back, but the problem is that even Kukulkan is being held back—” Shiomi said with a hint of unease.

"Perhaps the latter is simply enjoying it?" Morgan suggested.

When the situation is not urgent, Kukulkan's style of doing things obviously becomes more casual.

“Anyway, there’s no point in waiting any longer.” Shiomi flexed her wrists to check the feel of the clothing. “Let’s get ready to jump in, my wife.”

At this point, he remembered something else and turned back.

Olga Marie stayed with him, waiting for Melosin and the others to return after their exploration. When she saw Shiomi walk out of the cabin, she quickly followed.

Her guess was right; Shiomi decided to change the plan at the last minute and rush into the Third Underworld ahead of schedule.

“Teacher…” Olga Marie hesitated.

It wasn't fear, but worry that the teacher might change his mind at the last minute and, citing safety, not take her into the Third Underworld.

If that's the case, it's better to give up from the start to avoid making things difficult for each other.

"Get ready for the sandstorm magic trick, you're about to jump," tide Jian told her.

"Yes!"

Olga Marie readily agreed and immediately used her magic to shield herself from the sandstorm.

Magicians often venture into harsh environments to investigate, and without the corresponding magic tricks to rely on, they are bound to encounter dangers in complex environments.

Although she lacked experience in field investigations, Olga Marie's experience with the Sixth Singularity had given her valuable experience in using magic.

After performing the magic trick and confirming that everything was in order, she took the hand that Shiomi had extended.

On the other side, Morgan put his hand on Shiomi's shoulder, and the three of them jumped off the deck together, rushing into the sandstorm of the Third Underworld.

Even with the protection of magic, the sandstorm still made for an extremely unpleasant experience, forcing Olga Marie to raise her arms to protect her face.

However, this situation did not last long, and Olga Marie soon felt that things were getting better.

She slightly opened one eye and saw that Shio and Morgan had entered the unified god form, and their power protected her, completely avoiding the invasion of the magic-filled sandstorm.

After landing smoothly on the ground, Olga Marie frowned deeply as she gazed at the dark yellow sky.

“Stay close to us, Mary,” Morgan said, taking Olga Mary’s wrist. “There’s a battle going on here, and if we get separated, we won’t be able to protect you.”

“Okay,” Olga Marie replied.

She followed Morgan, walking through the desert, her footsteps making a soft rustling sound.

The magic in the air became tense, and gradually, unstable fluctuations came from this direction.

It's a battle.

A very intense battle.

Both sides in the battle possess extraordinary power.

If one of them is Melushin and Kukulkan, then who is the other?

Olga Marie pondered this.

Suddenly, the sandstorm vanished, revealing a clear blue sky with the blazing sun high in the sky, as if the sandstorm of moments before had been a mirage.

“This is…” she whispered.

Melsin transformed into a half-dragon and darted back and forth in the sky, battling a Servant.

The servant had flame-like hair, wielded a large and long golden spear, and flew at a speed no less than that of Melsin, leaving a trail of flames behind him.

Fire-based magic was released.

“Karna?” Morgan recognized the Servant fighting Melsin. “And isn’t that the form he took when he gained the power of the three gods during his battle with Arjuna, the king of the Lostbelts in India?”

“Why is Karna here?” Olga Marie asked.

At this point, the posture of the One God was dispelled.

Shiomi shielded Morgan and Olga Marie behind him, looking very serious.

“It’s not just Karna, look over there.”

As Shiomi reminded them, the two of them looked at the three figures that were moving quickly and constantly fighting on the many floating islands.

On one side is Kukulkan, and on the other side—

“Arjuna…and Rama?” Morgan sensed something was increasingly amiss. “They are all followers of Pan-Human History, why are they here—”

“Taigong Wang said that there are still gods who do not approve of me…” Xijian said, “Apart from Tescatlipoca, who represents South America, most of the main gods in Indian mythology do not approve of what Nuwa arranged.”

“So they—” Olga Marie almost lost her voice.

At this moment, Rama, having sensed the arrival of Shiomi and the others, failed to coordinate well with Arjuna and was struck by a heavy flying kick from Kukulkan, crashing down in front of Shiomi and the others like a meteorite.

Just before landing, Rama pulled the sword stuck in the ground and pointed it at Shiomi.

"That's right! I am an avatar of Vishnu, and I have received Vishnu's command to test your power here, Savior!"

"So that's how it is..." Shiomi frowned. "Do you know what time it is? The ORT is sleeping in the deepest part of Miktland, yet your god is more focused on testing me?"

"I understand your objection, Lord Shiomi." Rama's tone was very calm. "But as Vishnu wills it, you will be concerned with the future of not only humanity, but also the planets and the vast universe. I am reluctant to become an enemy of my former comrades, but the responsibility is heavy, so please understand."

"..." tide Jian remained silent.

He could sense the power emanating from Rama.

It is not only the power of the followers, but also the protection of Vishnu, or rather, a fragment of his power.

“You are Vishnu, then—” Morgan looked at Arjuna, “that divinely appointed hero must have received the will of Shiva?”

“Indeed.” Rama’s long hair danced in the wind as he prepared for battle with an air of heroic spirit. “Karna, who is soaring through the sky at this moment, was dispatched by Brahma.”

Therefore, Karna regained the same power he had in the Indian Lostbelt.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's even worse.

"To have chosen a hero, once an enemy and now a friend, as your divine messenger—that's quite a grand gesture," Morgan remarked with a smile. "But you don't know this: my husband's power is now entirely in my hands. If you wish to test his strength..."

“It’s alright.” Rama did not object. “Husband and wife are one body, so it doesn’t matter who takes the lead.”

"The answer seems obvious."

Morgan smiled and said this.

Chapter Sixty-Six: Enemy or Friend?

Then, Morgan turned to Shiomi and suggested:

“I will handle this. Husband, go and search for the whereabouts of the ‘Alien God’.”

Once inside, the aura of the "Alien God" became very obvious.

“If you need to see that ‘Alien God,’ then hurry.” Rama pointed his sword in a direction. “Danda and Bhujun are fighting over the same ‘prey.’ Although their strength is insufficient to defeat the ‘Alien God,’ that strange deity looks disoriented and lacks the will to fight…”

The implication is that, in this situation, even a Servant would have a chance to kill the "Alien God".

Regardless of how high the probability is, if they are forced into a corner, whether the "Alien God" seeks death or goes berserk, it is not the most ideal outcome.

"Is it alright? Tell the test subject who's planning to back out where the target is," Shiomi asked with a smile.

“If it weren’t for this situation, I would have been more willing to answer your call and fight to reclaim Pan-Human History, no matter how many times.” Rama smiled earnestly. “I owed you a debt of gratitude back in North America, and I’ve always wanted to repay it, but I never had the chance.”

“Alright, go on.” Morgan held up the magic gun. “Let me answer the questions for my husband and see who completes the task first.”

Seeing his wife urging him on, Shio didn't say anything more. He picked up Olga Marie and ran off in the direction Rama had indicated.

A hail of arrows came from behind.

Arjuna, who had distanced himself from Kukulkan, was unaware of the negotiations taking place here. With the intention of fulfilling Shiva's mission, he fired dozens of arrows in succession.

However, Morgan used magic to thwart all of this and was unable to catch up with Shiomi's pace.

“Ms. Morgan… is everything alright?” Olga Marie asked.

“You should be asking if there’s a problem if it’s just the two of us.” Shiomi couldn’t help but chuckle. “Now that all the power is in Azuma’s hands, I’m just an empty shell of a god, unable to unleash my full power. It’s like we’ve regressed.”

"I see." Olga Marie stroked Shiomi's chest with a hint of tenderness.

For a magician, power is very important, and she can understand the fear and anxiety of losing one's means of survival.

Even though Shio-mi seemed perfectly fine.

“What I’m more concerned about now is what Rama said,” Shiomi said. “It seems that the ‘Alien God’ is still being influenced by the power. It seems that not being able to take it back immediately back then has turned out to be a good thing.”

"What does the teacher plan to do?" Olga Marie asked.

“No, it should be, what does Mary plan to do?” Shio shook her head. “That’s your body, and the other party is a predator that has taken over your body. Its existence has already been shaken. Whether to destroy it or some other option, it’s not difficult for us.”

“Destroy…” Olga Marie fell into thought.