Otherwise, you can find another savior.

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"What it is doesn't matter to the teacher. As the last god born on this planet, your mission has nothing to do with these things. If you can truly change everything, then start here."

As Debit spoke, the strange creatures swarmed around, trying to stop Morgan.

Morgan silently raised his hand, preparing for battle.

At this moment, Shiomi reminded him, "Fighting him is pointless. I didn't understand before, but now I can see it... Debit's strength changes based on his own true strength and the strength of his opponent. The stronger the enemy, the more Debit's power will be enhanced."

"So, there's no need to waste time here?" Morgan changed the way the magic was circulating.

At this moment, Debit suddenly stepped forward, attempting to blend in with the unknown beings he had summoned and interfere with the actions on this side.

Even so, it was still a bit too late.

Events lost their regular flow in an instant, and then began to collapse and reconstruct.

When this process was completed, the One God was no longer present before Debit.

As expected, the result was somewhat disappointing, and even Debit couldn't help but purse his lips and lower his head slightly.

He turned around and looked at the battlefield behind him.

There was no time left. Even if I rushed there, I couldn't stop the One God from entering the battlefield.

In an instant, the two altered the events, modifying the facts that had previously existed there, making it impossible for Debit and his power to reach them.

That's the right thing to do.

The most sensible option when dealing with an enemy like Debit is to avoid conflict.

It's not that the outcome is uncertain, but rather that no one can say for sure how long the battle will take.

Even a water mirror can be caught out of a flaw in less than a second.

On the land where the lava had cooled but not completely cooled, atop the coffin where ORT lay in eternal slumber, the One God stepped into the battlefield.

They stopped Iskali's frontal assault.

He was about to attack U-Olga Marie, who was slightly hunched over and looked like she was barely standing.

"For the God of Tescatlipoca!"

Iskali roared, unleashing magic beyond its limits in an attempt to break through Morgan's obstruction.

“You are…” U-Olga Marie stared in astonishment at the figure standing in front of her, protecting her.

One God.

That person really came.

The instant Iskali's body shattered into pieces, a sandstorm suddenly swept through, obscuring vision to its lowest point, making it almost impossible for U-Olgamari to see the One God before her.

“This is…” U-Olga Marie exclaimed in surprise.

This is Tescatlipoca's Noble Phantasm, the manifestation of his power.

“You did a great job, Iskali. You not only attracted that man’s attention, but you also distracted the alien god.”

The sound of a body being pierced rang out from behind.

Morgan turned around hastily, only to see U-Olga Marie lose her balance and fall forward.

Chapter 84 Gains and Losses

Behind U-Olga Marie, Tescatlipoca, holding a still-beating object, quickly retreated, moving out of the attack range of One God Morgan.

The sandstorm was dispersed in the next moment, but it was too late.

"The heart?" Morgan saw on U-Olga Marie's back that the human-like heart-like organ had been completely removed.

"The original plan was to strip the alien god of his fighting power and then push him down into the pit," Tescatlipoca said, standing in front of a large crater on the side of the battlefield. "But even a broken ship has some nails; things never go smoothly."

"What are you planning to do, Tescatlipoca!"

The unified god form was dispelled, and Shiomi, holding U-Olga Marie who was exhausted due to the loss of her heart, questioned Tescatlipoca.

"What do you need to ask?" Tescatlipoca chuckled lightly. "I have three plans for how to awaken the ORT. The first is to completely return to godhood, fight you, and use your power to awaken the ORT; the second is to use the alien god as a sacrifice to awaken the ORT. Of course, neither of these plans has gone so smoothly."

"So, only the third plan remained, which was also the one that required the most luck."

Debit walked over to Tescatlipoca and took the still-beating heart of the alien god.

"Next comes your final test, young god!" Tescatlipoca shouted excitedly. "If you cannot even surpass ORT, then the gods' plans are nothing but empty talk!"

“What’s the point of doing this, Debit?” Shiomi looked at Debit. “I already know what Tescatlipoca is thinking, but what good will it do you to awaken the ORT?”

“My purpose is to ‘maintain order,’ which I believe is good for humanity. This is my ‘order,’ to thwart Chaldea’s plans, even at the cost of this planet. Not as a servant of an alien god, nor for the sake of human reason. Simply because it is a good deed that should be done,” Debit said.

“Debit once told me that when all seven Lostbelts were removed, my teacher Marisbury’s guarantee of humanity would be complete.”

At that moment, a third voice rang out at the entrance.

Kirshtalia Wodim, along with Olga Marie Animusfia, arrived here with the new Group A.

"Sorry, even with the teacher's signs, we're still too slow."

Kirshtalia apologized to Shiomi, then looked at Debit.

“But then humanity would be stigmatized across 138 billion light-years, becoming ‘the lowest intelligent life form born in this universe.’” Debit quietly stated his conclusion. “I must destroy Earth before that happens, only then—”

"Only then can the celestial sphere that replicated the soul of the planet Chaldea be destroyed, right?" Olga Marie interjected.

"Unfortunately, Shiomi-sensei's mission was something that happened afterward. My work, however, was done before that. Without sufficient power, even becoming a new god, I cannot stop what has already been accomplished. Therefore—"

Debit looked at the still-vital heart in his hand.

"You'd rather believe in this haphazard plan you have than believe that we can stop Marisbury's plan from being completed?" Shiomi felt a surge of helpless anger.

This is the last Lostbelt.

This was also the predetermined path that Maris Billy had planned long ago.

Perhaps before this, Shiomi had more than one opportunity to completely sabotage the plan.

This is true in Britain, Northern Europe, and so on.

Koyanskaya's non-primate survival circle is also a possibility.

But whichever it is, it would mean that the original world would disappear as well.

The cost is far too high.

“If the teacher doesn’t agree with our plan and manages to stop ORT, the future of the planet and humanity will be in your hands,” Debit said, tossing down what he was holding.

Thrown into the deepest part where the ORT body sleeps.

With just a flick of the wrist, a viable heart can be tossed into the water.

Even altering the facts cannot change anything.

Because Tescatlipoca is there, he will hinder the change of events until the outcome is achieved.

“Marisbury isn’t an ‘enemy of humanity,’ he’s an ‘enemy of the universe.’ By destroying this planet, he’s removing the stigma that humanity also has to bear. My teacher saves the world, I save the universe. Even though we’re both ultimately trying to save humanity, the methods and means are different, so naturally there will be conflicts. I just did what I wanted to do.”

"That's exactly it. Just for self-satisfaction, he wants to destroy a planet. That's the kind of berserker my Master is!" Tescatlipoca grinned, his white teeth gleaming coldly.

“I understand, I completely understand… Mary!”

After a moment of hesitation, Shiomi called out to Olga Marie loudly. This startled U-Olga Marie, who was still in his arms, before she realized that he wasn't calling her.

Rather, it was the "self" that she could not recognize.

“Take good care of her and prepare to leave this place. ORT could wake up at any time.” Shiomi handed U to Olga Marie, then slowly stood up. “However, Tescatlipoca won’t let me leave here so easily.”

“Well said. I’ll leave the last bit of revelry before the ORT wakes up to you, little brother.” Tescatlipoca stared at Shiomi.

Olga Marie, carrying the exhausted U, turned around and rejoined Group A, preparing to retreat.

“It’s time to keep my promise, Debit.” Kirshtalia walked up to Debit. “This time, I will capture you as the magician of New Chaldea.”

"There was no intention to break the contract in the first place, after all, that person saved everyone."

Debit accepted Kirshtalia's binding magic and joined the others in following in his footsteps.

“The troublesome ones have been cleared out, and the ORT will awaken soon, in no more than three minutes,” Tescatlipok said. “After all, without a matching sacrifice, the use of the alien god’s heart will be a little slow.”

“That would be perfect. As a warm-up for ORT, the South American gods are the best appetizer. After all, this is a sight that even the great gods Zeus and even Chaos have never witnessed.”

As Shiomi said this, Morgan stepped forward, placed her palm against his, and they became one.

At the same time, Tescatlipoca also unleashed his last power, transforming into a naked warrior.

"Then let me personally judge the so-called One God."

He pointed at the pistol in his hand and said.

Chapter 85 ORT (1)

The initial conflict ended with Tescatlipoca being knocked away, and Shiomi and Morgan, as the unified gods, won the first round.

However, although it was knocked away, it did not become a relatively effective means of causing damage.

Tescatlipoca calmly stood up from the pile of stones and stepped onto a larger rock.

"One against two, or one against one?" Tescatlipoca looked at the One God with great interest.

After transforming into the One God, his outward appearance was dominated by Morgan, and therefore his appearance and temperament were also Morgan's.

Shiomi's existence is only manifested in her power.

“The two in harmony are better than the perfect individual,” Morgan said. “Just consider us as a single being in this moment, like a smokescreen.”

"Heh... I wanted to see that guy in action, but when it comes to a big battle like this, he just hides behind his wife. Can someone like that be considered a warrior?" Tescatlipoca sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the gravity of space transformed into invisible hands, attacking Tescatlipoca from both sides.

The smoke mirror, which had taken the initiative, was not in a hurry. It easily kicked the largest stone away, sending it flying with great momentum towards Morgan, where she shattered it with a wave of her hand.

However, Tescatlipoca had vanished without a trace, leaving only a faint gray smoke behind.

when--!

The pure white holy spear clashed with the short spear in Tescatlipoca's hand.

Their strengths are roughly equal.

"I thought it was just a human body, but it turns out it's no different from a god?" Morgan frowned.

“Don’t be so surprised. If we use the prepared vessel as a sacrifice, it’s not impossible to temporarily regain our full power.” Tescatlipoca raised his right hand. “Every second we fight here is precious. Even Debit’s time can’t make up for it. So, stop wasting time and let’s fight!”

As he swung his right hand down, a burning, spherical obsidian fell, resembling a black sun.

This is precisely a manifestation of Tescatlipoca's own existence.

The cross-shaped slash tore through space, cleaving the obsidian sun in four pieces, which then fell in all directions, igniting the already burning lava-strewn underground.

The black flames burned ever more fiercely, and obsidian blades flew out of the flames in dense rain.

In contrast, Morgan unleashed an endless barrage of gunfire from above.

The intense attacks from both sides created a continuous barrage of explosions; any oversight or lack of strength could result in fatal damage.

But for two sides of similar strength, it was just a meaningless test.

In the end, only hand-to-hand combat can solve the problem.

"Hahaha! Not bad, not bad at all! Since the Five Solar Ages, apart from that bird-man, you are the first opponent who has made my blood boil!"

Tescatlipoca no longer cares about the hierarchy of the One God.

The two, reconciled, became a new god that transcended mythology.

Whether it's the power of the gods or the soul of the fairies, both are indispensable parts.

The short spears and long spears clashed repeatedly, and the shockwaves generated by each impact damaged the underground structure.

The landslide was already a visible result.

But for both sides, there are no reasons to hesitate.

“I’ve wanted to leave Central and South America for a long time and go find some other mythological figures to fight,” Tescatlipoca said with a smirk. “Unfortunately, we gods become weaker or even disappear when we leave the place of our faith. Especially since the extinction of the age of gods is already inevitable.”

"Ultimately, aren't you just another kind of being born from cosmic life parasitizing a planet? You were neither established as a natural phenomenon, nor were you born directly as gods," Morgan pointed out a fact.

“You know very well,” Tescatlipoca said. “You know, the biggest difference between this Lostbelt and Pan-Human History is whether ORT crashed on the planet 6000 million years ago.”

A time far more distant and ancient than pan-human history, a time before the emergence of humankind, a time when gods existed in a more natural and unconscious form.

"So what?" Morgan guessed what Tescatlipoca was about to reveal.