Unlike the last world, the West of this world had already decayed to the point where it could not be reversed by the manpower of the time. And since he needed to find the ability to cross worlds, he had made a move and fought against the gods. Of course, most of the gods had met their end due to their own internal struggles. But one cannot say that it wasn't also because of Aslan acting as a catalyst that the era of the gods passed so quickly.
And in this world, history had developed normally to this day. At the same time, if the wish of the young priest before him would truly destroy all of humanity, then the Counter Force would surely take corresponding measures. The humans of this world also had the ability to fight back. Do not forget the weapons stored in the Atlas Institute. As long as this young priest's thoughts and conspiracies were seen through, it was not impossible to break this conspiracy.
What's more, the old insect of this world might still be alive. And because the old insect was still alive, that insect would surely do everything in its power to compete with this young priest for the ownership of the Holy Grail. After all, both of them were fighting for their own long-cherished wishes. Of course, this was also the same reason for Darnic. Do not underestimate the influence of a long-cherished wish on a magus.
In short, based on these various reasons, Aslan had already done enough regarding whether he could stop Amakusa Shirou's thoughts and conspiracies. The rest would depend on what actions the people of this world would take.
Perhaps in this world, Sieg, who should have been born with his own consciousness, was not born. Perhaps this homunculus did not exist in this world. But speaking of which, the homunculi created by Yggdmillennia after they had obtained the Einzbern family's homunculus creation technology seemed to express their emotions more smoothly than those created by the Einzbern family. Or was it because of the art style, or because the Einzbern family paid more attention to the respect and loyal obedience of their homunculi to their superiors? After all, the more a homunculus had their own thoughts, the closer they were to a human. The loyalty that humans have, perhaps they will have. The betrayal that humans have, these homunculi will naturally also have.
To control the thinking instincts of a portion of the homunculi was perhaps the best choice to make them completely loyal to oneself. But all of this was just Aslan's own speculation. Humans could always create unimaginable miracles. Aslan also looked forward to this world bringing him some special feelings and surprises.
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At the same time, an old man in a Japanese-style kimono got off a train at a station in Romania. The old man was carrying a suitcase in his hand, which seemed to contain all his belongings. Such an old man naturally became the target of thieves. After all, this lonely and extremely old man, this short and even thin old man, even if his things were stolen, who could he possibly catch up to?
Many thieves had already taken this opportunity to approach the old man. One of them, who was bolder, was already preparing to directly reach out his hand to snatch the old man's suitcase.
It was just a pity that the first moment this thief reached out, an insect that was like a relief sculpture on the suitcase moved quickly. The thief quickly withdrew his hand. He saw a small red dot on his hand. Before long, a red thread of blood rushed from the red dot towards his wrist.
Under the panicked slapping of this thief, this thread of blood did not pause in the slightest and directly drilled into the blood vessel at his wrist. At this time, the thief could no longer care about the old man and the handbag in his hand. At this moment, he just wanted to know what on earth was going on with him. Why was this happening? Had he been bitten by a poisonous insect? The key was that the thread of blood that had entered his blood vessel, no matter how you looked at it, did not seem like something that would not have any effect on him.
This thief immediately turned around, preparing to run to the first-aid room of this train station. Although this first-aid room was only for emergency first aid to patients when special situations occurred, it was better than nothing. If he was really facing a fatal threat now... wasn't this just perfect? Come and save me!! This thief was just short of raising his bitten hand high and then roaring loudly.
However, as his arm was raised, the blood in his arm was higher than the blood at his heart. Plus, the running caused his heart to beat faster and his blood circulation to speed up. The speed at which that scarlet thread of blood rushed towards his heart became faster and faster. This led to this thief not having run far before he directly clutched his own chest. It was as if a wire was constantly turning inside his heart, mincing his heart completely into pulp. At this moment, he could not breathe!
With a mouthful of blood spat out, this thief fell directly to the ground. At the same time, the screams from the surroundings attracted everyone's attention. The old man just smiled lightly. To think you could take the catalysts he had worked so hard to collect from his hands, how could it be so easy? All those who attempted to extend a thieving hand towards him should be prepared to have their hearts bitten to pieces by his insects.
The old man narrowed his eyes. In these long years, he had already found three extra classes besides Ruler. Among them, the more special one was Avenger. Although the old man really wanted to summon the legendary Angra Mainyu, on one hand, he had not found the relevant catalyst, and on the other hand, he was a little worried about whether he could control such a high-class existence. And so, he simply spent several decades and thought of a way to use an incantation to amplify the idea of revenge in the hearts of conventional Heroic Spirits who might have resentment, thus adapting them to be summoned in the Avenger class. As for the Alter Ego summoning that he had learned of for some unknown reason, he could only rely on coincidence. After all, even the old man had not figured out what a so-called Alter Ego Heroic Spirit was. But since he could summon one, then he would. It was always better to have one more helper than one less. He just hoped that the so-called Alter Ego Heroic Spirit would be obedient. Otherwise, what was the use of him summoning a Heroic Spirit?
Yggdmillennia, or rather, the Thousand-Year Golden Tree. The old man basically knew where their main base was. After all, Darnic had never hidden their main base's location from the world of magi. He had even killed off many of the magi who wanted to secretly pry into their information, giving a deep warning to the major magus organizations in the world in this way. But at the same time, he had also completely pushed them to his opposite side.
"But with that guy Darnic around, no one really dares to declare war on the Thousand-Year Golden Tree directly. From this point of view, it's truly annoying..."