This was essentially a conflict between two personalities. Tiamat's good and evil sides had been completely split apart by Alaya, with the maliciousness actively suppressing her benevolence. If Ren Isana hadn't shown up, this benevolent side might have been entirely snuffed out!
*What an absolute monster,* Ren cursed Alaya in his heart before frantically injecting his soul power into Tiamat's benevolent side. As for the attacks from her malicious side? While pumping her full of soul power, Ren utilized his God Slayer attributes to launch a fierce counterattack.
Within the realm of the soul, Ren, possessing the [Third Magic], could mold things however he pleased. This wave could truly be described as using magic to defeat magic—using the Type-Moon world's [Third Magic] to target a Type-Moon soul. There was absolutely nothing wrong with this logic!
Before the Lahmu could even get close, they were shredded to pieces by the soul blades Ren manifested. With Ren's help, Maiden Tiamat's soul stabilized. She looked up at him, and in the next moment, a burst of white energy erupted from her body.
It instantly formed a shield that enveloped both her and Ren. As soul power continued to pour in, Maiden Tiamat's shield grew increasingly robust. Gradually, a black-and-white standoff took shape within this soul space.
The maliciousness frantically battered the shield, but to no avail; every strike was completely blocked by her benevolent side. Watching this unfold, Ren couldn't help but ask, "Should we just sever it directly?"
Hearing Ren's question, Maiden Tiamat tilted her head, then gave a firm nod. She didn't speak, but her meaning was perfectly clear—she wanted to do it.
With that settled, Ren took direct action. After thoroughly reinforcing Maiden Tiamat's soul to a certain threshold, a flash of white light swept through. The soul space was instantly cleaved in two, completely separating the good from the evil.
Following Ren's decisive strike, the malicious side let out an even more terrifying roar. Seeing this, Ren immediately grabbed Maiden Tiamat and pulled her out of the soul space.
The materialization of the soul had already been activated, and Tiamat's soul was now thoroughly divided by Ren. Her benevolent side took form and was pulled out independently, leaving only the malicious side behind in her original body.
By doing this, Ren had essentially split Tiamat's Divinity and all her attributes right down the middle. Returning to the outside world, Ren carried Maiden Tiamat away from that colossal physical vessel.
"Roar!!" After Ren departed from a certain soft spot, Tiamat's massive body began to struggle frantically and undergo a violent mutation. Terrifying Magic Power continuously surged across its form.
Its body began to warp, ultimately transforming entirely into a dragon that exuded a dreadful aura. The eruption of this presence instantly blanketed the entire Underworld and continued to spread outward.
The Heroic Spirits fighting above also felt this terrifying malice, which targeted everyone indiscriminately. In that instant, the expressions of all the Heroic Spirits drastically changed. Just what kind of entity was this? To actually emit such a horrifying aura?
Furthermore, with its appearance, this world began to collapse, and space itself started tearing apart. Ren and Maiden Tiamat watched the dragon-shaped creature continuously radiating power with solemn expressions.
"I'm sorry..." Seeing her own body turn into such a state, a deep sense of loss flashed through Maiden Tiamat's eyes. She looked at Ren with a face full of guilt. As Tiamat's benevolent side...
She deeply loved humanity. Yet now, her malicious side was hellbent on wiping out all humans. This filled her with immense guilt, leaving her entirely at a loss for what to do.
Hearing Tiamat's words, Ren smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's fine. Leave the rest to me. To prevent any further accidents, I'm going to send you somewhere safe. Please don't resist~!"
Hearing Ren say this, Tiamat blinked. She didn't refuse, instead obediently complying with Ren's arrangements.
Seeing that she had no objections, Ren took action and directly stuffed her into his heart space. Beatrice was in there; she would handle Tiamat's situation properly.
After sending Tiamat's benevolent side inside, Ren looked at that mass of pure malice, his expression turning serious. The fact that this thing couldn't be killed was the most troublesome part, and on top of that, this world was already beginning to collapse.
*In that case, everyone else should retreat first. We can't all stay stuck here.* Thinking this, Ren directly issued an order through his connection with the Flügel.
"The channel is still open. Evacuate this world first; it's on the verge of collapsing," Ren's voice echoed in the minds of all the Flügel.
Hearing this, the Flügel who were mid-battle didn't hesitate for a second and began to withdraw, casually notifying the surrendered Heroic Spirits along the way that it was time to run.
Seeing the Flügel's movements, several Heroic Spirits followed without hesitation, flocking into Avant Heim. As for those stubborn fools who refused to surrender?
Then they could just perish along with this world. Seeing the situation, the Wise King decisively used his Noble Phantasm to pack up all of Uruk and swiftly departed the area.
Alaya and Gaia were far too ruthless this time. The entire world had been turned into a battlefield, and they clearly had no intention of letting this timeline survive. The Wise King had already foreseen this future, so naturally, he felt no lingering attachment.
Standing atop his Epang Palace, Brother Zheng watched the retreating Heroic Spirits and Flügel. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he gazed into the void and said, "It simply won't do to just leave like this!"
Although these Heroic Spirits had descended in their true bodies, they were still ultimately under the control of Alaya and Gaia. That Throne of Heroes needed to be smashed, and the true Spirit Origins of those Heroic Spirits had to be taken away.
Brother Zheng's gaze shifted toward the other Lostbelt Kings. He didn't need to say a word; he directly activated his Noble Phantasm and launched an attack into the void. Seeing the First Emperor's sudden action, the other Heroic Spirits had a flash of realization.
They instantly understood what he was trying to do. The First Emperor was merely giving them a reminder. After all, his Spirit Origin wasn't in the Throne of Heroes—he was still very much alive and kicking.
In fact, ever since his reign, the Spirit Origins of the Heroic Spirits from the Yanhuang lineage were all in his hands. Did they really doubt his ability to casually dismantle the Throne of Heroes? This wave was simply Brother Zheng helping his junior resolve any future troubles.
*Mhm, it's decided. I'll just collect all of their Spirit Origins later and put them in my display cabinet.* With this thought in mind, the First Emperor had made his decision.
Numerous Heroic Spirits struck together, directly piercing a pathway leading to the Root. The Throne of Heroes, which housed the Spirit Origins of countless Heroic Spirits, appeared before everyone's eyes. Seeing this, the Flügel's eyes instantly lit up.
At the same time, they also caught sight of the Root. An endless flood of information swarmed toward them, nearly crashing the Flügel's brains on the spot, but thankfully they reacted in time.
At the end of the day, they were creations of the God of War; a minor issue like this naturally wouldn't stump them. In that moment, the Flügel's thirst for knowledge exploded as they frantically absorbed the knowledge pouring from the Root.
As for the other Heroic Spirits, they didn't enjoy such privileges. As Heroic Spirits, they were unable to acquire knowledge from the Root, considering their Spirit Origins were still bound within the Throne of Heroes.
Still fighting in the Underworld, Ren also felt the aura of the Root being opened, which surprised him a bit. Glancing at the malice-radiating Tiamat before him, Ren decisively chose to slip away.
Since this world was going to collapse anyway, and the benevolent Maiden Tiamat had already been taken away by him, it didn't matter whether he dealt with this malicious entity or not. It wasn't that he couldn't kill it, but rather that there was no need to waste the time.
The opponent's HP bar was far too thick; continuing to fight here would just be a waste of time. After all, even if he didn't fight her, she would still collapse along with this world. Better to leave this absolute mess for Alaya to clean up!
He had no desire to waste any more time here. He might as well take this opportunity to head out to the Root and gorge himself on it. After all, opportunities like this were rare; if he waited for Alaya and Gaia to react, he'd lose his chance.
With these thoughts in mind, Ren's figure vanished from the Underworld and returned to Avant Heim. Right now, inside Avant Heim, all the Flügel were frantically absorbing knowledge. Seeing this, Ren immediately took action and linked himself with the Flügel.
"Do not absorb duplicate knowledge! Everyone, open your minds and process it uniformly!" Because these Flügel were all created by the God of War, they were capable of achieving this—just like when they joined forces to cast [Heaven's Strike].
At Ren's command, the Magic Power of all the Flügel began to link together. A massive, pitch-black Magic Circle appeared in the sky above Avant Heim. However, this wasn't [Heaven's Strike], but a Magic Circle formed by the connection of numerous Flügel.
"Damn you!!" Just as Ren's side was frantically siphoning knowledge and Brother Zheng's group was dismantling the Throne of Heroes, Alaya's shriek echoed throughout the entire world.
Or rather, it echoed across all the major timelines of the Type-Moon universe. At this very moment, countless people were left with heads full of question marks, completely clueless as to what was happening. Whether ordinary humans or magi, everyone heard this piercing scream from the will of humanity!
"Beautifully done! Don't even think about running!" Pandora's excited voice rang out in tandem. Immediately after, Ren felt the aura of his own world thoroughly invading this one, rapidly seizing a certain degree of authority over it.
At the same time, these authorities were being opened up to Ren. The implication was self-evident. It was like a massive cargo truck suddenly crashing in and throwing its back doors wide open—Ren just needed to frantically toss whatever he wanted inside.
Sensing this, a strange look flashed through Ren's eyes. He glanced at the massive Dimensional Rift behind him, then back at the world in front of him. The channel was already open, and behind him was his homeland.
And right in front of him was a warehouse brimming with grain. Ren didn't need anyone to teach him what to do. In that instant, he completely understood. A method titled "How to Haul Away Another World's Origin" even popped into his head.
And this origin, naturally, was the Root. Right now, Pandora was frantically suppressing Gaia and Alaya, and she had even handed him this method. How could Ren not know what to do?
"Hurry up and get to work! I can only suppress them for a few minutes. Grab as much as you can, and we'll do another wave next time!" Pandora's voice echoed in Ren's mind. Her meaning was clear—she wanted to do this a few more times and completely empty out this world!
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