203: Chapter 203 The Enormous Alterego

After subduing the sorrowful knight Sir Tristan, the team's composition instantly became unprecedentedly luxurious.

With two Knights of the Round Table plus a tsundere goddess possessing fluid-like abilities, PD instantly felt that he could go anywhere in the Deep Sea without a care.

On the way to the Central Control Room, PD took the opportunity to ask Sir Tristan for more information about this labyrinth.

"Sir Tristan, you arrived days before us; what exactly have you encountered?"

Sir Tristan plucked his harp strings while letting out a signature, sorrowful sigh.

"To tell you the truth, Master. I was forcibly summoned to this Deep Sea Cyberland about ten days ago."

The red-haired knight's tone carried a hint of deep helplessness.

"At the moment of my arrival, I heard the woman who calls herself BB announce that absurd game over the all-frequency broadcast. As a Knight of the Round Table, I could not possibly participate in such a murderous Holy Grail elimination tournament."

"From that moment on, I determined that the AI named BB is definitely the culprit behind the creation of this Singularity!"

"Therefore, for the past ten days, I have been hunting down berserk Servants everywhere, attempting to find and capture BB's true form."

At this point, Sir Tristan turned his head, his closed eyes "looking" toward Meltryllis, who was walking alongside them.

"This is also the reason why I previously tried to kill this lady."

"Because the magical wavelength she emits is exactly the same as that culprit, BB! Furthermore, she calls herself an 'Alterego'; such an unheard-of and strange existence forced me to be on guard."

Hearing Sir Tristan's words, PD suddenly caught onto a blind spot.

"Wait, Old Tristan. You keep saying 'Alterego,' and Meltryllis mentioned it during her introduction too. What exactly is that thing?"

PD scratched his head and asked with a blank expression, "I know Saber, Archer, and Berserker classes, but which class is this Alterego? I've played FGO for so long, and I've never heard of it."

The barrage in the livestream was instantly flooded with question marks.

"Yeah! I was too busy looking at Meltryllis's long legs earlier to notice her class icon!"

"What kind of trick is Old Thief Gu trying to pull now? Are they releasing a brand new class?"

Facing PD's curiosity, Meltryllis, who was walking in front, stopped in her tracks.

The purple-haired girl turned around, crossed her arms, and a cold smile—carrying a hint of pride and a touch of self-mockery—appeared on her delicate face.

"To not even know what an Alterego is, you really are an ignorant human Master."

Meltryllis tapped her silver heels against the metal floor, creating a crisp sound.

"Simply put, 'Alterego' translates to 'other personality,' or 'another self.'"

She extended a fair finger and pointed at herself.

"That hateful woman BB, in order to achieve a certain goal, forcibly cut and stripped away certain parts of her own emotions."

"Then, she fused these emotional fragments with data from multiple [Goddesses] extracted from the mythology network, eventually fabricating a completely new and independent spirit origin."

"I was born in this way."

Meltryllis lifted her chin slightly, "I inherited the 'pleasure' aspect of BB's emotions and fused it with the authorities of goddesses like Saraswati. Therefore, I no longer belong to the regular seven classes, but exist as a brand new special class: [Alterego]!"

Upon hearing this hardcore setting, PD suddenly realized.

"Holy crap, a personality cut from the original body, plus a stitched-together monster of goddess data?"

"Isn't that just a clone, Plus edition! Doesn't that mean there's more than one Alterego like you?!"

Hearing PD's exclamation, Sir Tristan nodded from the side.

"That is correct. Master, this is precisely the information I was about to report to you."

Sir Tristan lowered his voice, his tone becoming grave.

"Before meeting you, I briefly crossed blades with another individual in the depths of the labyrinth who also called herself an Alterego."

"She was a very... peculiar woman. Her hands had been modified into a pair of mechanical claws of exaggerated size. And..."

At this point, this usually serious and sorrowful Knight of the Round Table paused in a rare moment of hesitation. He even coughed in embarrassment.

"Ahem, and, that lady... her proportions in all aspects are abnormally massive. Especially her upper body, it's simply impossible to look directly at."

This descriptive statement, full of imagery, instantly sent the perverts in the livestream into a frenzy.

"??? Old Tristan, you're acting suspicious!"

"Massive in all aspects? How big? Elaborate!"

"If even the knight who keeps his eyes closed thinks it's massive, just how ridiculously big must it be?!"

PD swallowed hard, his eyes shining as he leaned in.

"Old Tristan, elaborate on 'massive'! Where is she now?"

Sir Tristan turned his head away, feeling slightly uncomfortable, and pointed at the holographic map on PD's wrist terminal.

"According to my tracking, she is currently moving toward the Central Control Room. If we look at this... specifically shaped female map."

Sir Tristan's slender finger drew a circle right in the center of the woman's chest on the map.

"She is currently wandering between this deep valley."

Looking at the two towering "snow-capped mountains" on the map and the deep abyss valley between them that sparked wild imagination.

Not only PD, but the tens of thousands of viewers in the livestream were about to have nosebleeds.

"Holy crap, Old Thief Gu's map design is definitely smuggling in personal preferences!"

"What the hell, a valley between the breasts! I don't know this road, but I must explore it!"

"Charge! Target the abyss valley, crusade against the great evil!"

Hearing Sir Tristan's description, Meltryllis's brows immediately furrowed into a cute "river" shape.

"Huge mechanical claws, plus that nauseatingly massive physique..."

Meltryllis curled her lip in disgust and revealed the other party's true name.

"There's no mistake, it is Passionlip, who inherited the 'love and hate' emotions of BB."

"She and I are both members of the 'Five Guardians.' However, that girl... is an idiot who has great strength but not much of a brain."

After confirming the target's identity, PD and his team didn't hesitate and immediately followed the map's guidance, heading toward the area known as the "valley."

Although they had been warned and had made sufficient mental preparations.

However, when they finally passed through a narrow metal corridor ten minutes later and arrived at that open indoor valley basin...

PD was still heavily impacted by the scene before him.

"Holy crap..."

PD slammed on the brakes, his small eyes widened, and his jaw nearly hit the ground.

In the center of the basin stood a girl with a huge figure and an immense sense of oppression!

That pair of steel mechanical claws, as huge as excavator buckets, slammed heavily onto the ground, plowing deep ravines into the metal floor.

And what made the entire internet audience have nosebleeds was her super-giant breasts, which completely violated the laws of physics and were so terrifying that one wondered if they would crash!

"What the hell... is this what Old Tristan meant by 'massive'?!"

"This is just foul-level massive! It's almost bigger than my head!"

"No wonder she's called Passionlip, who can withstand this!"

However, compared to that shocking scale, what made PD feel even more bizarre was the girl's attire at this moment.

Her eyes were tightly covered by a pitch-black, strangely shaped leather blindfold, with several thick leather straps attached to it, tightly binding the upper part of her cheeks.

Paired with her pitiful-looking lower face, the style instantly became indescribable.

"Wait a minute... this blindfold?"

PD's eyelid twitched violently, "Isn't this the classic prop from the legendary Deep Dark Fantasy? Is Old Thief Gu playing this wild now?!"

The barrage was filled with laughter, with various "philosophy" warnings flooding the screen.

Before PD could recover from this bizarre style.

A sudden situation erupted in the basin ahead!

"Don't run! Please, don't run!"

Passionlip, wearing the strange blindfold, let out a cry with a sobbing tone while waving those terrifying steel claws capable of crushing an elephant into meat paste, rampaging wildly in the basin.

And in front of her.

A young woman wearing the SE.RA.PH oil field employee uniform was fleeing for her life, terrified, scrambling and crawling.

"Help! Monster! Don't come over here!"

The survivor was scared out of her wits, and one of her shoes had fallen off.

"Why are you ignoring me! I just want to... give you a gentle hug!"

Passionlip cried out, her giant claws, resembling excavators, lunged forward, kicking up a shrill gust of wind, and it looked like she was about to cut the unlucky survivor in half!