What? My cheat code is making my own gold coins explode?

Sion, watching through the communication channel, had dark circles under his eyes, but his spirits were unusually high.

Sion, belonging to the designated timeline of the Grand Order, first developed the pseudo-spiritual particle calculator. Then, when he went to the Indian Lostbelt, he was stimulated by Arjuna, who was also a concept of a god, and began to research the concept of longevity weapons. It wasn't until the present moment of the Atlantic Lostbelt, when Chaldea handed over the fragments of the previous four Machine Gods, that Sion delivered the replica of the Black Spear to Chaldea at this time.

"Originally, it would have been a more difficult weapon to use. Currently, by using the fragments of the Machine God and locking the observation device onto the Machine God's purpose, we have successfully achieved miniaturization and stability."

"In other words, the Barrel replica equipped on Mash's spirit-origin exoskeleton needs to collect samples or data from the target object and establish measurement standards before it can perform to its full potential. Although the physical destructive power and range have been greatly improved, the limitations in its use have increased significantly."

Sion gave a thorough introduction to the ultimate god-slaying weapon he had prepared for Chaldea.

The Black Gun is one of the seven weapons displayed by the Atlas Institute. It is an weapon based on the concept of "lifespan" and can exert a poison (attack power) that is proportional to the lifespan of the target.

The counterfeit black gun is also based on the concept of "lifespan". After measuring the lifespan (existence scale) of the target object, it is converted into a weapon. The higher the existence scale of the target object, the greater the damage caused by the bullet.

In other words, it specifically targets large, long-lived creatures.

Now, Zeus, the king of the gods who sits atop the Chaldeans, has endured countless eons. After testing with a replica of the black spear, he is determined to be able to deliver a fatal blow.

Furthermore, the lifespan of life forms that can be observed by replica black guns are "within the scope of human understanding on Earth," and cannot be measured for existences above the planetary level. Humanity has not yet obtained a formula sufficient to measure the lifespan of "stars" or "planets" and to convert it into weapons.

Even the planet Earth beneath our feet has not been fully analyzed, let alone something equivalent to a planet.

Coincidentally, even if Zeus, the king of the gods, became an omnipotent god of machines, his scale did not exceed that of a planet. At the same time, this is because such a god is a hypothesis that can only be established in Lostbelt.

However, the Greek gods were originally one of the foundational factors of human history, and even if they have changed their form, they are still within the scope of what the imitation black gun can understand.

"So, to sum it all up, this shot should blow up that machine god Zeus, right? Awesome! That's just too awesome!"

The accompanying Sakata Kintoki AI immediately exclaimed that even without using the Heroic Spirit Cannon and Kintoki from the God-Slaying Alliance, Chaldea could still unleash this ultimate killing move.

As for why it was to take place in the workshop of Prometheus Hephaestus, one would have to ask Hephaestus, who had directly sided with the Chaldeans.

"This weapon that excites me, this weapon that I forged with my own hands specifically to kill us Greek gods, can be considered a final act of defiance against the King of Gods."

Hephaestus, the god of forging, whose brain unit was tragically split in two by Zeus, the king of the gods, and who was imprisoned in this place, spoke with a touch of emotion.

It was precisely because Hephaestus saw the potential of pan-human history that he resolutely abandoned the hopeless Atlantic Lostbelt and chose to help Chaldea.

"There's no time to lose, let's set off immediately! The battle between Zhao Si and Zeus has dragged on long enough!"

Upon seeing that the replica black gun was completed, young Leonardo da Vinci immediately exclaimed.

"learn!"

So, while Ultraman Gaia was confronting Zeus, the group led by Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had emerged from beneath the Orbital Temple, found a suitable spot and immediately set up their cannons.

Mashu assembled the cannon barrel, while Fujimaru Ritsuka consumed her own command spell—magic power, physical strength, and her own destiny power—to pour everything into the replica black gun, driving and processing the bullets.

"3000, 2900, 2700, 2200... Master! The scale of the God King Zeus's existence is constantly shrinking. It is very likely that he is constantly depleting his lifespan while confronting Ultraman Gaia. Is Mr. Zhao Si really that powerful?"

The measurement module of the replica black gun kept fluctuating its data, and Mash couldn't help but be amazed by the rate at which Zeus, the king of gods, was decaying.

There may be some unusual phenomena, but overall, it was because Ultraman Gaia was on the ground exchanging beams with Zeus, the King of Gods, that Mash was able to safely wield her black gun.

"Mash, are you ready?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes were now bloodshot. He looked up at the sky, where the endless streams of photons and the thunder of final judgment were still locked in a standoff.

Both sides possess inexhaustible magical power, so the only thing capable of breaking this stalemate is the replica black gun given to them by Sion.

"Hmm! Target is Zeus, the king of the gods. Cannon replica, connection complete!"

"The cannon is in good position, and the paradox unfolds!"

"Lifespan measurement needle, measurement complete!"

"The paradoxical construct is formed, and the life distance bullet is imprinted in the cannon barrel!"

"The fate of Zeus, the king of the gods, has been observed; the life-distance bullet has transformed from a paradox into a truth!"

"Cannon barrel replica, initiating spirit particle acceleration—"

"Spiritual particle acceleration third domain, using the loading command seal to form a magical projectile, complete in steel-piercing mode! God-destroying artillery ready, Master!"

"emission!"

As Mash Kyrielight pulled the trigger, a blood-red beam of light, filled with death and annihilation, shot out from the barrel of the replica black gun!

"This black light... it seems I am doomed to die today."

Zeus, the king of the gods, focused on dealing with Gaia SV's photon streams. Even though he used all 35% of his unleashed power to fight this giant of the earth and sea, he could not achieve an overwhelming victory in this protracted battle.

Zeus can continue the stalemate until the Foreigner within Gaia loses its fighting ability.

Foreigner Zhao Si is ultimately just a mortal, and there will always come a time when his strength is exhausted.

Unfortunately, Gaia SV has not yet reached a state of complete exhaustion. On the contrary, the body of the god-king Zeus has become like the Ship of Theseus, with only a fragile outer shell remaining, still bearing the appearance of "Zeus".

Faced with the suppression of the photon stream and the deadly imitation of the black gun, Zeus, the king of the gods, was neither happy nor sad. He had already submitted to becoming a catalyst, opening a path for the true primordial gods.

From the moment Zeus, the King of Gods, activated his full power to attack Ultraman Gaia, this outcome was already predetermined; it was simply that Zeus, the King of Gods, gambled everything and lost.

"Ah, my end is here..."

The next moment, Zeus's layered conceptual-level defensive shell was pierced by the imitation black spear, his own lightning dissipated, and the opposing photon streams pierced through his own divine core!

"But, but! Descend! We, the primordial gods, Chaos!"

-

In the distance, the three Hidden Ones were watching everything that was happening.

When he pulled out the replica black gun, Beryl commented directly:

"They even brought out that thing, using an even stronger weapon to defeat a powerful one... truly a genius in human history! I admire them sincerely, but haven't they gone a bit too far?"

"After all, if the wrong method is used, not only can the world be wiped out, but the entire world could be ended. The Atlantic Lostbelt is indeed a technology that surpasses the pan-human history. But at the same time, there are also terrible bombs sleeping in the pan-human history."

“The Atlas Academy is the worst of them all. I’m very worried, Peperoncino.”

Peperoncino raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Beryl, who had suddenly called him out.

The latter continued with a smile:

"I'm so worried that the Olympian gods will be defeated because of their pride, and all my luxurious life will be ruined!"

"They've already suffered a complete rout, haven't they? Beryl doesn't need to make any sarcastic remarks here."

"Look, there's also a master of Zeus and the others. Oh no, we should set off and be ready to run away at any time. That thing is truly invincible."

Olympus tore open a rift that stretched across the entire sky, and emerging from the rift were fiery and enormous pupils.

The real crisis only truly arrived with the death of Zeus, the king of the gods.

Chapter 102: Overwhelming Despair

"Zeus... our stern and merciful Father, the King of the Gods Zeus, he... he has fallen!"

Some people exclaimed in alarm, and then fear spread like wildfire, like a meme.

To the people of Olympus, the gods were beings who were high above them.

They possess extraordinary power, easily controlling the life and death of mortals. In their hands, the lives of the people are like fragile puppets, tossed up and down at will.

The gods seem to enjoy playing with this power; they do not treat the lives and deaths of the people as a game, but as objects of amusement.

Countless vibrant lives vanish in an instant, and when the people fall into despair, believing they will forever be mired in darkness, the gods will use their alien high technology to resurrect the dead as easily as magic.

This cycle of life and death is like a meticulously crafted drama, in which the gods play the role of absolute masters, while the people can only passively accept the dictates of fate.

In this cycle, the hearts of the people were completely conquered. They knew their insignificance and powerlessness before the gods, and could only offer everything to the gods in order to gain a sliver of protection.

Just as before, and just as now, they tightly bind their emotions, beliefs, and even lives to the gods, regarding the gods' power as their only means of survival.

Both the people of Atlantis and Olympus were deeply entrenched in this distorted belief. The only difference was that the exiled people of Atlantis still retained a sliver of reason.

The people regarded defending the gods as the highest honor and offered everything they had at the feet of the gods.

In their eyes, the joys and sorrows of the gods are their destiny, and the will of the gods is their standard.

They willingly became pawns of the gods, and under their control, they enacted one tragedy after another in the Atlantic Lostbelt.

However, when Zeus, the king of the gods, fell from the sky, that once unbreakable faith collapsed instantly.

As the people gazed at the fallen god, a wave of fear and confusion washed over them. They collapsed to the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably with grief and terror.

Those cuts, having lost the protection of the gods, lost their ability to heal themselves, and blood kept gushing from them, just like the unquenchable despair in their hearts.

This civilization, which relies on the gods, is like an over-spoiled giant baby. Under the wings of the gods, they have become accustomed to comfort and obedience, but have never truly learned independence and resilience.

Now that the God-King is dead and the protection of the gods has vanished, their inherent weakness is mercilessly exposed to the light of day.

In their hearts, all that remained was confusion about the future, nostalgia for the past, and endless fear of the present.

Even though Adele and her brother were mentally prepared, when they witnessed the demise of Olympus's last and most powerful machine god, they felt a void in their hearts and realized the impermanence of life.

"But no one told me that after Zeus, the king of the gods, died, we would be joined by an even more powerful being..."

Adele looked up at the sky, where the crimson streak across the heavens resembled someone's tightly closed eyes.

The next moment, the Heavenly Rift opened, revealing an "eye" that was as hot as the sun. The "eye" was spinning around, and wherever its gaze fell, thick smoke and fire rose from Olympus.

Whether it's trees or houses built of nanomachines, they all burn under the gaze of the "eye".

In just one minute, the bright daylight was taken over by blood-red "eyes," and the raging fire in Olympus and the cries of the fleeing people made the place seem like a hellish place.

Gaia SV has already made his move. He stands firmly on the ground, and the Ultra Barrier expands to cover the entire Olympus city, but it cannot completely block the heat from the "Eye".

The buildings were reduced to ruins, and the affected people were buried inside, crying out and pleading for divine mercy.

"Now that things have come to this, is this giant the only one still protecting us?"

"You bastard! Isn't it because this giant killed our god? Now you're pretending to protect us, you just regret it!"

"Yes, we will always be the people of Olympus, and we should be believers in the gods of Olympus. We should not break our promise!"

"But now it's this giant protecting us..."

"You faithless wretch! The Olympian gods have bestowed upon us all material comforts. If you were to turn to a new god out of fear of death, I would kill you right now!"

"...But the Olympian gods have all been wiped out. This new god not only did not abandon us, but is also here protecting us from the invaders. Is it wrong to believe in Him?"

"you……"