Omnibus; People are in the wrong place, there are dimensional simulators

Chapter 168: The So-called “Son of God”!!!

Atlas Courtyard.

As one of the three major organizations under the Magic Association.

In the association, there is the name of “giant’s cave warehouse”, “accumulation and measurement ~ courtyard”.

As an alchemist group, the organization gathers.

This group of monsters, equivalent to pure scientific researchers in the magic world, have created a full seven weapons that can destroy the world from BC to the present era.

“Theoretical Reaction”

This is one of the seven weapons.

A special weapon used to collect information, create spirit, and personality.

On top of the theory, if you record enough information, you can create an entire “Knights of the Round Table” in this era, and after creating the matching spirit flesh container, you can reproduce the individuals that existed in the past historical records.

“Artoria’s personality.”

Although Artoria’s flesh as a red dragon should be the most terrifying thing in comparison, but…

Artoria Custer, who is in the Persona Belt, can still become the guardian of human reason, and it is obvious that Artoria’s spiritual personality is probably something even more terrifying.

The “Chosen One” Star Creation Holy Sword is also good.

The gun of the end is also good.

The same is true of the Chosen War.

Artoria’s strongest setting is by no means such a thing as the incarnation of the red dragon, but the determined “chosen one”, who is born with a mission and will become the spirit and personality of a noble person.

“No, not Artoria’s personality.”

“It’s the newborn King Arthur’s personality.”

Roarke suddenly laughed, and the old gravekeeper probably had been hesitating about the artificial Arthurian personality.

Artificial Arthurian flesh.

The composition of these two is nothing more than a man-made creation of King Arthur.

Even if the King Arthur restored according to past data, he is not the real King Arthur in history.

“The worst possibility is to face an artificial King Arthur with a holy gun, or even a Lion King, but it can never be a god specification.”

Roque squinted his eyes, and suddenly his heart calmed down, with his current strength, unless a follower of the god specification appeared in front of him, he had a certain degree of chance of victory.

The existence of the Demon Eye of Direct Death gives him enough confidence to face most of the events in this world.

“The amount of information here is too large, and I am different from the two ceremonies, which have a root form as a relay station for information, and the terminals that process the flow of information will not be easily burned.”

And he is only the level of mortal flesh.

The gap between computers is like the world of difference between ancient desktop computers and quantum computers.

“The magic eye is very strong, but it must also have the matching amount of information processing.”

After slumping on the ground and sorting out his current state, Roque looked at the old gravekeeper and spoke again,

“You wouldn’t be planning to trick me into coming in and kill me, old gravekeeper.”

“If I talk about the current situation, I’m actually confused, do you believe it?”

“I can believe it, but can you give me a reason to be convinced?”

“Oh? What justification do you need? ”

“The whereabouts of that child.”

The matter has come to this, Fu is in danger, even if the simulated time and space die, the next time there is a chance to change the identity and do it again, but it is difficult to have a simulated identity of such excellent quality as Tono Shiki, a different space-time isotope, to use it again.

It’s a pity, of course, it’s a pity.

But it definitely doesn’t make him cringe.

Saving one’s life in the event of a major event, seeing small profits and being forgetful is the real way to death.

The old gravekeeper stared deeply at Roque for a moment, then turned his head sharply and shouted in a muffled voice,

“Follow me.”

The old man, who was at least sixty years old, suddenly burst out at a speed comparable to a first-class track and field athlete, running towards a certain grave court deep in the street like a cheetah.

“Have actors outside the script finally appeared?”

The lower level of the village, which is still shouldering one of the three major houses of the Magic Association, the magician who is called the director of the Atlas Academy slowly raised his head.

The man named Zbia Eltenham Oberon muttered softly, “The contractor of Bai Ji.” ”

“In all the scripts of this machine, there has never been such a possibility, not even the unique of the Demon Eye of Death…”

“Your “abnormality”, let the machine record it well this time.”

“How much data can LogosReAct record this time?”

“Gray, mom, this is the last time you call you that.”

In the quiet room, the woman fiddled with the girl like a doll, and said to herself,

“My mother didn’t expect that she would actually be able to give birth to a “son of God”, and when my mother was young, she also expected the possibility that she would become a “son of God”.

“You know what? Mom is actually very interested in the outside world… It’s just that the people of the cemetery, especially women, cannot go to the outside world, in this place, we do not have our own right to choose a mate, the village will arrange some, women are the tools for giving birth to the “Son of God”, men… It’s just something like that. ”

“Occasionally, there will be one or two outside magazines, which are all brought by foreigners, mother and me… In fact, I look forward to those models who wear beautiful clothes and walk on the bright stage. ”

“Even the nuns of the church are able to change into beautiful civilian clothes during their breaks… The most ridiculous thing is that they don’t think that the kind of civilian clothes that can be seen everywhere outside really have the value of “beautiful”. ”

Her voice gradually became hoarse, even mixed with a slight sense of distortion,

“Why was I born in this village? Before, I’ve been thinking about this… It wasn’t until your facial features began to change, becoming less and less like me, more and more like that ancestor, that I finally understood. ”

She gently lowered her head, dropped her jaw on her daughter’s shoulder, smelled the smell of shampoo between her daughter’s hair, and said softly,

“My mission is to give birth to you and complete the mission of the clan.”

“And then-”

“All of us, we can leave this ghost place where we can never see the change of the seasons.”

“My daughter…”

“O my king!”

“Please, wake up from a long sleep.”

The woman’s hoarse low groan gradually became religious, like a pilgrim fanatical, sometimes excited, sometimes low, the only thing that remained unchanged was the doll girl she regarded as “sacred”, almost dead gray, colorless pupils.

“Is it over?”

“Gray, that kid’s name is Gray.”

The gravekeeper Belsak Brakmoya ran as he gasped and spoke what he knew.

“If, as you say, the Holy Grail War you held seven years ago summoned my king to produce her abnormality, the timing does coincide.”

“That child was one day seven years ago, and suddenly he began to change, and in about seven days, he became a completely different person.”

Although the blood relationship has not been severed, she has indeed changed her posture towards the “king”.

“For seven years, the people of the village revered the child as the “Son of God” and the “returning king”, and at first I was barely able to suppress it, but as the people of the church were imprisoned…”

Roque suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, “The people of the church are imprisoned? ”

“Well, they are desperate and intend to completely destroy the “heretical Son of God”… After all, in their perception, King Arthur had nothing to do with their gods. ”

“So, if you recruit Garahad, will they be excited to dunk that kid’s head?”

“I guess not…”

The old gravekeeper’s expression was still solemn, and he continued to speak,

“Their assassination was naturally unsuccessful, and in the end, the people of the church were locked up by the people of the village… Most importantly, the crucial “Son of God” was assassinated, stepping on the bottom line of everyone in the village, and from that day on, everyone began to be abnormal. ”

He sighed slightly.

The village has been waiting for a son of gods for thousands of years.

Those people who almost lost their Son of God naturally had a stress reaction.

But……

“They took Gray away from me and specially arranged for the guards, the chambermaids who served, to seal Gray in that house… At first, it was just grounded, but then everyone began to pathologically pursue the “sacredness” of the child, and they revered the child as if he were a god. ”

Roarke listened to what happened to the child who was not taken away by Webb, and couldn’t help but shake his head, which is the son of God.

This is clearly already regarded as a living Buddha.

The inferiority of the people had already put the child into the idol, and there was almost no difference between living and dead.

“What the Atlas Academy gave you, the weapon used to cultivate the personality of the knight king… How do you use it? ”

“Do you even know this?”

The old gravekeeper shook his head slightly, he couldn’t understand the information of his own closed village, why this man was so valuable.

But this is not the time to think about those things.

King’s personality.

“It’s already been nurtured.”

“If you don’t come, perhaps, just this month, we will welcome back the great king.”

“Welcome back? It’s creation. ”

“No, it’s to welcome back…”

The old gravekeeper’s eyelids drooped, and there was a trace of relief in his cloudy gaze,

“Welcome back to us who put an end to this long night of grave guarding… King. ”

[ps: Yesterday went on a blind date, it belongs to the degree that both parties are very disdainful of each other’s friendliness, and today they can happily delete the strange woman. ] B].