Sharing Talents with Countless Versions of Myself

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Type-Moon Xu Zong: "I'm really at my wit's end, sigh."

Type-Moon Xu Zong: "@Swallowed Xu Zong, can you lend me seven thousand points?"

Swallowed Xu Zong: "Hmm? Why such a sudden big expense?"

Type-Moon Xu Zong: "Things have progressed beyond my expectations. In short, my place has indeed become a Parallel World. I'm only in my thirties, and Tiamat has awakened."

Swallowed Xu Zong: "What?"

Wild Xu Zong: "What about your magic?"

Type-Moon Xu Zong: "I haven't created it yet. The stronger the magic, the more time it takes to create."

Type-Moon Xu Zong: "However, dealing with one Tiamat isn't too difficult for me. With the help of Chaldea, Ishtar, and Ereshkigal, and by summoning some heroic spirits like Meitienli, I can still defeat it."

Type-Moon Xu Zong: "The problem is, the Counter Force is targeting me. It actually brought Apsu and Tiamat together, and they invaded the Mesopotamian plains!"

Swallowed Xu Zong: "Goodness, a hellish ending!"

Type-Moon Xu Zong: "One Tiamat is already troublesome, two together is unbearable. I can only seek external help. Who's available to assist? @Dragon Ball Xu Zong @Ultraman Xu Zong @Battle Through the Heavens Xu Zong"

Dragon Ball Xu Zong: "I'm free recently."

Battle Through the Heavens Xu Zong: "I have no issues either."

Ultraman Xu Zong: "Let me go!"

Ultraman Xu Zong: "I've been so bored lately, always wanting to find something to do. Plus, I want to see if my abilities work in your world!"

Type-Moon Xu Zong: "That works, you come then @Ultraman Xu Zong."

Swallowed Xu Zong: "I'll transfer the points to you."

Type-Moon World.

Xu Zong, who had transformed into Gilgamesh, stood at the top of a grand palace, gazing into the distance at the sea that had turned as black as mud, his eyes gleaming sharply.