Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Dionysus, realizing what was happening, suddenly became excited. "Excellent! This is exactly the opportunity I've been dreaming of—the perfect chance to display my divine power before the world!"

Thinking of this, the next moment—

Dionysus vanished in a flash, and when he reappeared, he emerged from the bonfire where countless people were worshipping, the flames automatically parting to create a path for him.

When divine light and sound suddenly spread across the entire sky.

"Fear nothing! I am Dionysus, the god of wine—a god and the most powerful hero in the world."

Your god has descended! My followers, after I slay this legendary, evil, hundred-armed giant, I will return to share the joy of the Dionysian festival with you!!

God has descended!

"Lord Dionysus!!!" In an instant, the Thracian women became excited, as if they had found their pillar of support.

It was actually their supreme god who descended in person?

Their devout faith in their own gods led them to believe Dionysus's words without question.

When they learned that the enemy was actually the terrifying hundred-armed giants, the Titans who were feared even by the gods and could probably only be controlled by Zeus, the king of the gods.

These madwomen felt a deep sense of awe and reverence for Dionysus.

His tone was so relaxed, as if slaying the Hundred-Handed Giant was no easy task.

Just how powerful must Lord Dionysus be?

Dionysus was extremely pleased to be watched by his followers. Excellent—this was the effect he wanted.

He deliberately revealed that the enemy was a hundred-handed giant, but ordinary people would not know that the hundred-handed giant was in a weakened state.

Once the news of his defeat of the Hundred-Handed Giant spreads among his followers, everyone will only think that he is so powerful that he could even defeat the Hundred-Handed Giant.

That would surely add another glorious achievement to his legacy.

Thinking of this, Dionysus became even more concerned.

Just as he was thinking about how to gracefully defeat the hundred-armed giant in front of him, and how to show the most handsome Steel Hero God in front of the believers.

The next moment, a huge shadow suddenly loomed over the people and the god of wine below, and the sky... seemed to suddenly turn dark.

When people looked up, they were horrified to find that the hundred-armed giant was approaching, its enormous body lowering as it drew ever closer.

Then a voice came from above his head.

"There are too many things that are in the way... Egeon, crush them."

A detached, cold voice slowly rose, as if casually crushing an ant or sweeping a speck of dust off one's clothes.

“Aegion?!! It’s actually—” Dionysus was shocked. Before he could finish speaking, suddenly! A huge blade descended from the sky. It was the Hundred-Handed Giant wielding his weapon and slashing down.

The enormous weapon, matching its size, had barely landed when it unleashed a hurricane that tore and destroyed everything around it.

Dionysus: "Damn it—!!!"

He flew up and reached out to grab the weapon, intending to perform a feat of catching a blade barehanded. But suddenly—a sense of solidification came over him, and the air around his body seemed to stop flowing. Dionysus remained frozen in his comical flying posture, his body stiff and his eyes wide open.

He broke out in a cold sweat and watched helplessly as the enormous blade slashed down on his head.

Boom~! !

The mountain range was severed in two, and the wicked women known as the "madwoman," the followers of Dionysus, screamed and cried for help in terror from the broken, collapsed mountainside.

They prayed to their God for protection.

But what about their god?

Although Dionysus did not suffer any obvious injuries, he was smashed into the depths of the mountain in a very sorry state.

Fortunately, he regained his strength at the last moment when he was knocked away, and used his divine power to protect his followers and move them to the mountains.

Only after the believers survived did they realize with lingering fear that they had been wrong.

'Where is Lord Dionysus?'

'The God of Wine was hit by that attack?!'

The women suddenly realized what had happened when they recalled the last scene they had witnessed.

But wait—how is that possible?

That's Dionysus!

To think they lost so easily.

At this moment, in people's eyes, the main god, who had not even withstood a single blow and was knocked into the mountainside and was 'seriously injured,' had clearly lost the battle.

This filled them with immense horror and fear—could this be the power of the legendary Hundred-Handed Giant?

Chapter 265 What does destroying you have to do with you? I'll just rub the Death Star with my hands!

For mortals who have never witnessed a battle between gods, it is impossible to understand the extent of the difference in strength between gods, between gods and Titans, or between gods and monsters.

In their eyes, these were all forces capable of easily destroying the earth's surface and causing landslides and earthquakes! They were all forces capable of easily killing them, mere mortals!

For these fragile mortals, strength and weakness make no difference.

In terms of sheer power, the Hundred-Handed Giant's sword strike was quite intimidating.

Just like when ordinary people watch Naruto, a perfectly good genin fight suddenly jumps to a Gundam battle, and the first time they see the complete Susanoo cleaving a mountain in half with a single sword strike, they are suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of awe.

Dionysus himself was somewhat bewildered at this point.

What was that just now?!

Time, space, and everything around us seemed to have stopped.

It was as if the molecules that make the world go round had stopped moving; he had never encountered such a bizarre battle before.

If Dionysus had ever fought against an old-fashioned deity like Oceanus, he would probably understand what kind of power that was.

It was Ye who just made the move...

Having obtained Tartarus's power, he is now undoubtedly a god, and not just any ordinary god, though he doesn't know exactly how strong he is.

But when he used the power of flow to influence Dionysus, the chief god, he felt very relaxed and did not experience any difficulty.

Since mastering it once, the laws of flow have been engraved in his soul, just as a person does not forget how to swim, run, or eat as time goes by.

Once you've mastered something, it becomes like instinct for you, as simple as eating and drinking.

Now, he can also wield the power of flow using Tartarus's power. In fact, due to the stronger and higher quality of the energy supply, its destructive power has also increased. However, its nature is more dark, and it can be called the Dark Sea.

At this moment, Dionysus, the god of wine, was eager to regain his dignity. He released his divine power and burst out of the ground, and then... just as he was about to make another move.

...The power of the night's flow reappeared, freezing Dionysus once more.

Before the handsome god of wine could react, the hundred-armed giant's hand slapped him.

Bang~! !

The god of wine was sent flying, instantly shattering several mountain peaks.

'It's that person! There's another person on top of the hundred-armed giant!' This time, Dionysus finally saw clearly.

On the head of the legendary sea goat, Egeon, grew a throne of divine power that resembled a skeleton.

A figure clad in jet-black armor, exuding an aura of oppression, sat atop it.

At this moment, the gaze from the shadows beneath the armor, whose face was obscured, looked down over this side, one hand propping up the cheek, seemingly bored and indifferent as he watched the clown drama played by Dionysus.

Dionysus flew back very quickly this time.

He shouted, "Who are you? How dare you ride that sea goat like a mount...!!"

The words of Dionysus were also heard by the people below, and the huge commotion here attracted the attention of the humans and civilizations living on Crete.

Many people have seen the enormous sea goat that seemed to reach straight into the clouds and connect the sky with the earth—the legendary hundred-armed giant Egeon.

And this monster that once gave even the gods a headache was actually just someone's mount?!

There was someone above Eguion's head?

Human beings' fear of giant creatures is an innate trait rooted in DNA. Even when faced with something great, something small, it can instill an indescribable sense of dread, even if that creature is friendly.

Because you can't predict whether you'll be swept away by a tornado if the other person accidentally sneezes.

Of all the things people fear, Egeon is more terrifying than monsters like the Hydra.

But who could possibly ride a hundred-armed giant and fight against the chief god Dionysus?!

The mere thought of this fact sends shivers down people's spines.

Although he has never been seen, his mysterious, powerful, and terrifying image has already deeply impressed people.

People at this time would never dream of associating him with the legendary hero Griffith.

At this moment, the mysterious figure in the eyes of others—Night—

Faced with the solemnity and questioning of Dionysus, he seemed to have no intention of even standing up from his throne.

...no response was given.

After issuing the first order to destroy everything in front of him, the demon-like figure of Yoru didn't utter another word.

It's as if they just didn't like the look of him, so they took the opportunity to eliminate a true god!

'What does your destruction have to do with you?'

At this moment, the night fully displayed an arrogance even greater than that of a god, a domineering presence befitting a demon king.

His goal was clear: to kill 'Bacchus'!

There is absolutely no need for further explanation or unnecessary elaboration.

'Grand Rage!' Night gently raised its index finger and pointed forward, saying nothing; the dazzling light spoke for itself.

next moment--

Several jet-black and crimson flowing ocean currents suddenly appeared in the sky.

Like the River Styx or the River of Death in the depths of hell, the land that emerged from such an ocean was not a vibrant planet, but a terrifying celestial body composed of ominous concepts such as the Death Star and Pluto.

Then a meteor shower fell on Crete.

The moment those attacks landed, the enormous roar deafened everyone.

Then, flames and towering hot sand swept through the stratosphere, creating a spectacular display of fireworks on the planet.