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[RNZO] Ch 382: Morgana
🕑 Added 2025-09-10 17:25:01 +0000 UTC— — — — — —
"With your spatial powers and ocular techniques—omniscience included—I really don't think you need to step in directly. You could analyze things from afar, completely unnoticed. Honestly, we're talking about tech-based soldiers and so-called 'gods of technology.' Their defenses against the mystical side of things are practically nonexistent."
That was Aizen's suggestion.
"Ah, the Super Seminary world, huh? Plenty of gorgeous girls there, especially among the angelic civilization. Man, I'm jealous." Hentai Renzo stared at the newcomer with envy.
The Pirate Renzo rolled his eyes.
This guy shared his crazy exploits with everyone on a daily basis, and he still had the nerve to envy someone else? Well, there was R-18 Renzo, who had a better record.
"Anyway, we should track down the Big Clock as soon as possible. I want to see how that celestial supercomputer works." Dragorr, the Dragon Ball Renzo, finally spoke up.
He'd studied technology as a secondary path, so of course something like a god-making project powered by a stellar computer piqued his interest.
"Same here," said Gundam Renzo.
"+1," chimed in Toaru Renzo.
"Count me in too," Star Wars Renzo. "I'm especially curious about their wormhole tech—it's insanely advanced. The angels' space-time skin isn't half bad either."
"I'll get my hands on it soon enough. Call it a little payback to you all. Honestly, this cheat ability showed up at just the right time." Seminary Renzo chuckled.
With his current strength, he was basically invincible in that world. Sure, there were still tricks and abilities out there that could hurt him, but if he really wanted to escape, there wasn't a force that could pin him down.
After all, to someone who had mastered the laws of space-time and more, the Super Seminary world's dimensional rules were nothing but toys in his hands.
They chatted a bit longer, tossing around ideas for his next moves, then he finally logged out of the group.
...
His awareness snapped back to his own world.
"Phew."
He quickly digested the newly shared power, exhaled, and lifted his gaze toward the sky—or more accurately, toward the wormhole bridge hanging there.
His Rinne-Tenseigan Eyes flared open. Omniscience activated. The laws of space surged at his command as he compressed distance, drawing closer to the massive wormhole structure to start breaking down its design.
"Hm… so this is how it works? Quite different from the artificial wormholes in the Starship Troopers world."
Of course, there were similarities too.
"If I combine both approaches, this tech could leap several levels higher."
He dove deeper into his study.
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Meanwhile, alarms blared from the central monitoring hub.
"Report, General! We just detected an enormous energy surge. Classification: Super Seminary level!"
"What? Do we know who it is? Grim Reaper Carl? The Demons? Or the Angels?"
Dukao jolted upright, panic tightening in his chest.
"Doesn't seem to be any of them. But the interference is massive—we can't read the dark data at all."
Dukao asked. "You can't read it? Can you at least narrow down the range?"
"I can give a general zone, but it's not exactly small."
"I see..."
"Then mark it out and keep monitoring. Also, get Super Soldiers here immediately. This is going to be their problem to handle."
Dukao gave the order grimly.
"What a damned turbulent era we live in…"
He shook his head and sighed.
...
"Oh?"
On Renzo's side, he too sensed the surveillance. He immediately threw up interference to block the detection, making sure the other side couldn't pinpoint his location.
Only then did he shake his head with a rueful smile. "Got careless there. Almost got caught. Still… their dark data tech isn't bad. Their energy-scanning ability is actually pretty sharp."
He chuckled. "Might as well take this chance to analyze the composition of their Black Armor… Also, maybe it's about time I paid Demon One a little visit."
Renzo lifted his gaze, eyes piercing through layers of space until they locked onto the hidden Demon One warship orbiting in Blue Star's outer space. His lips curved into a faint grin.
He immediately split off a clone and teleported it near the great space worm bridge, hiding it in dimensional folds so it could observe at close range. After all, no need to waste his true body's energy on heavy consumption.
...
Meanwhile, Renzo himself casually waved a hand, opening a spatial rift, and stepped straight into Morgana's Demon One.
"Alert! Intruder detected!"
"Queen, someone broke in!"
There was no way for Renzo to hide—he was discovered right away by Black Wind and the others, who hurriedly reported to Morgana.
"What?!"
Morgana, who had been busy messing around on Earth, nearly exploded when she heard the news. "What the hell do you mean? How could Demon One just get invaded out of nowhere? Did you disable the cloaking system? Or did someone leak our coordinates?"
"Neither! That guy seems to have some unknown space-time ability. Here's the footage!"
Black Wind immediately transmitted the visual feed of Renzo's intrusion back to Morgana.
"Fuck!"
Morgana cursed out loud after watching. "Who the hell is this guy? Sure, he looks like some hotshot, but did I see wrong, or did your readings bug out? Why the hell can't I get any dark data from him?"
"Uh… actually, that's what baffles me too. He's not using any tech we recognize. Even Demon One's celestial computer can't scan him—not even his body itself."
Black Wind explained, still shaken. He had never encountered such a bizarre person before.
"You're talking to Morgana, aren't you? Tell her to get back here right away. I've got something to discuss with her."
At that moment, Renzo strolled right up next to Black Wind, having clearly noticed his little side-channeling. With an easy smile, he spoke, then walked straight to Morgana's throne on the bridge—sat down without a second thought.
"You—!"
Atuo, who had just arrived, instantly drew his sword, ready to strike.
But Renzo only gave him a single look.
That one glance froze Atuo in place.
In that instant, he knew—if he dared make a move, he'd die. Completely, utterly dead. He didn't know why, but the certainty weighed on him like a mountain.
With that thought in mind, he dared not act rashly.
"Queen! This weirdo wants to see you! And he's sitting in your throne!"
Black Wind quickly relayed Renzo's words and image to Morgana.
"Fuck! How arrogant can you get? I'm coming back right now! Open me a wormhole!"
Morgana was absolutely fuming.
Outrageous! No one had ever dared act so cocky in front of her.
The next second, a small artificial wormhole opened, and Morgana strode through.
The moment she saw Renzo lounging on her throne, she bent at the waist, fists on hips, and snapped furiously: "Who the hell are you, bitch? What do you want with me?"
Before Renzo could even answer, she barked again: "And get your ass off my throne right now, or I'll crush your skull to dust!"
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