[Comprehensive] Self-cultivation of the villain master

Ten minutes ago, Astra stayed next to the commander-in-chief of Chaldea, watching the three of Fujimaru Tachika enter the cage and teleport to their destination.

Just when he was about to start assisting work, there was a force violently tearing his soul, and then his body tilted, and his consciousness sank into darkness.

When I felt it again, I was already in this strange and vast palace.

Sitting in the magnificent hall, Astra felt unreal. Tens of millions of years had passed since the last time she was alone in this kind of extremely quiet building.

Astra was not in the mood to miss those pasts, he rested his chin with one hand, thinking about what happened to him.

The spirit particle transmission device has not been activated for the second time, so there is no saying that he was forcibly transmitted by the commander of Chaldea.This time, no enemy took the opportunity to infiltrate Chaldea and take him away directly.

However, everything just happened suddenly.

When he closed and opened his eyes, he was no longer in the original place. If he expected well, this should be the destination of Fujimaru Tatsuka and others this time.

While he was wondering, one after another light fell in front of his eyes.

The light receded, and five followers appeared.

The followers were stunned for a while, but when they saw the person sitting on the throne, they regained their composure.

"Is it you who summoned us?"

Astra looked at the person who asked the question, and he knew it was Acher just by his clothes. Judging from his clothes, he should be a follower from a very long time ago.

"I can't answer you about this question."

After a pause, Astra spoke slowly: "When I woke up, I was already here."

Several servants looked at each other, except for Acher, the other four servants all had one thing in common, wearing a peculiar mask.

"Human Master, we are Hassan, and we are here to restore the world."

Astra heard the words, tapped the armrest lightly with her fingers, and suddenly thought of something.

"Why do I appear here, let's not talk about it. Your words... should be summoned by the world. I have seen many followers like you before."

Once the world is distorted, the power of correction will automatically summon the servants necessary to repair the world. No matter whether their combat power is reliable or not, their loyalty is beyond doubt.

Servants who will be summoned by the world itself must have the value of being summoned.

Several followers looked at each other, wondering: "Then what should we do now?"

Astra said indifferently: "I don't know."

Several servants were taken aback, but another Acher made his own suggestion: "We need to see the outside world before we can understand what we are going to do."

It was a very appropriate method, and all four Hassans agreed.

As for the one on the throne—

Astra still looked unmoved, and there was no emotional change in her eyes.

"Until I understand why I am here, I will not leave this palace. Please feel free to say what you want."

Speaking of this, Astra smiled slightly: "You are not the servants I summoned, and there is no reason to have unnecessary scruples because of me."

After all, the servants were worried that this human being would stay here alone, so they discussed it and decided to explore the outside world first, and return to the palace after getting a general understanding of the outside world.

However, just as they stepped out of the gate of the palace, the majestic building disappeared out of thin air.

"Wait, isn't that palace in this world?"

The servants are not stupid, and they immediately understood the mistakes they made. Before, they never thought about why a human being would sit on the throne in the palace. Now that I think about it... that young man is very likely to be the owner of the palace.

It's just that the human didn't admit that they were summoned. What is it...

Just as the five servants left the hall, Astra snapped her fingers, and the sea-blue light condensed into a water ball in the air, and the water flow inside swirled for a while, showing the original appearance of the outside world.

He remembered that Fujimaru Tachika, the master of the Chaldeans, had the singularity this time in the Middle East, but the outside world didn't look like the Jerusalem mentioned in the introduction.

After all the servants left the palace, Astra couldn't help smiling when she saw their stunned faces.Not to mention them, even he himself was puzzled.

Why did his underwater temple run to the periphery of the sixth singularity?

If you want to ask why you know this temple is that temple, you can see from his current body that this body is definitely not the one he had when he was a human being.

The place where he sealed the body of God was the dusty underwater temple.

Even the divine body came out, no matter how slow Astra was, she probably guessed which god was responsible.

The person who has enmity with Ares is the Gemini golden saint Astra, definitely not the sleeping ancient god of the sea, if it is not the son of Zeus, then this matter is absolutely inseparable from the gods of his generation.

"Uranus, is that you?"

In the undersea temple where the quiet sound of a needle landing can be heard, Astra murmured so quietly.

Chaldea was now in a lot of chaos because of Astra's sudden fainting. Watching the tall figure fall beside him, even Romani couldn't bear it.

It was Chaldea's commander-in-chief and the head of the medical department, who quickly realized that they were moved to the medical room for emergency examination.

Since Chaldea, Fujimaru Tachika and others are currently unable to be contacted, Romani is concentrating on doing a physical examination for Astra.

"Doctor, all indicators of Astra are normal."

Romani frowned and said, "Is it too tired?"

No, it's unlikely.

He once saw someone who persisted for several days without sleep, and finally couldn't help but remind him to rest, and the other party obediently obeyed.

Romani stared at Astra's face for a while, but she didn't show any sickness, but was very peaceful, as if she was in a deep sleep.

A staff member next to him asked, "Is it because the mana was consumed so much that he fell asleep?"

Romani has no talent for magic, but he knows a lot about magic. He thinks this may not be unheard of, but it's just too abrupt.Astra was taken away suddenly before, and became a follower inexplicably, and now he has returned to a human form, which made him reluctant to believe that things were so simple.

Facing the drowsy Astra, Romani had no way to wake him up now, so he ordered the staff to pay attention to the situation at all times, and call him in time if there was a situation, and then returned to the command room.

Half an hour later, Chaldea still couldn't contact Tatsuka Fujimaru.

As for Astra, it is no longer the same as before.

Even if there is a guess, Astra has no intention of sitting still, the soul is separated from the body, the materialized body stands up from the position, and walks towards the gate of the palace without the slightest nostalgia.

After stepping out of the underwater temple, he waved his hand, and the buildings behind him disappeared without a trace.

There was a faint halo on his body, and the huge storm couldn't affect his sight and pace at all, separating him from the outside world.

He looked around and saw that there were big holes everywhere, which were not formed naturally from the shape, but more like traces of some kind of attack.

Crouching down, Astra put her fingers in the recess, feeling the pure and violent power flowing through her fingertips.

Suddenly footsteps came from behind him. He followed the sound and saw a familiar person.

"...is that you?"

Surprised by the young man who appeared in front of him, the woman stepped forward even though he wondered how the other party became a Servant.

"Hassan?"

The woman nodded: "I'm Hassan, the smoker, Master, where are you going?"

"I didn't summon you, so you don't need to call me Master."

Saying that, Astra glanced at the crowd behind, everyone looked sad, including many wounded and old people, and she was a little puzzled for a while.

"What's wrong with these people?"

"I just rescued these people and was about to take them to meet the Hassans in the mountains. I didn't expect to meet you first."

Astra nodded, looking through the crowd, "seeing" a large number of people riding horses, her expression suddenly turned cold: "If you want to leave here, you need to hurry up, the people behind have already chased you."

The drunk Hassan was very surprised: "Can you see it?"

Astra chuckled: "That's not seeing, it's just a perception, um...although it's also 'seeing' with the eyes."

Even if Astra has given a reminder, no matter how fast the crowd with the elderly, children and pregnant women moves, it cannot be equated with the word efficiency.

The place they are going to is in the mountains, there are many side roads, and there are many organs. If they are not led by the locals, they will definitely not be able to reach them.

Hassan, who was drunk, had no choice but to let Astra take these refugees to the mountains. She believed that the youth with such perception would be able to deliver these refugees safely.

Unexpectedly, Astra didn't intend to agree to such a thing at all, and said very capriciously: "If there are pursuers, just deal with them directly."

Thinking that he was foolhardy, Hassan Drunken hurriedly said, "They are knights of the round table, not ordinary people, so they are not so easy to deal with."

"Knights?"

I don't know what Astra thought of, and suddenly showed a look of enlightenment.

"What good idea did you think of?"

"Well, for the knights of the round table, let the knights of the round table deal with it."

Astra didn't say anything to the drunken Hassan, and asked her: "Without hindrance, how long will it take you to bring these people to other Hassans?"

"Are you going to stay and meet the enemy?"

Seeing Astra nodding, Hassan frowned and said, "It's too messy! I don't know how much you believe in your own strength, but they are King Arthur's knights, not small characters."

"Don't worry, I'm just delaying the time and won't face the enemy head-on."

Astra was too stubborn, and Hassan, who was drunk, couldn't persuade him no matter what he said, he could only do what he said, and looked at him with pity before he left.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes getting closer, Astra sneered: "After sleeping for so long, it's about time to get up and do some work, Artoria Pendragon."

Astra unhurriedly drew a golden magic circle on the ground with the strength in his hand, put the scabbard that appeared out of thin air on it, and said in a deep voice: "In my name, wake up from meditation, Lancer .”

"Servant Lancer, come here upon summoning."

Wearing battle armor, holding a spear and a spear, the white knight rode on a horse and descended on the barren land in bursts of white light.

"Long time no see, Arturia."

Being looked down on by others, Astra didn't mind at all, and just greeted with a smile: "I'll talk about the past later, please stand up for a while."

As soon as she came out to fight, Artoria was not surprised, but seeing the guilty look of the young man, she still couldn't help asking: "Master, what did you do again?"

Astra didn't intend to reveal anything to Arturia, and walked straight past her: "Just deal with it casually, don't beat me to death."

Before Lancer could ask any more questions, Astra disappeared.

When the sound of horseshoes in the distance disappeared, and the familiar silhouette of the red-haired youth appeared in the field of vision, Arturia's forehead twitched, and she felt that a string in her brain was broken!

"Astra—!"