Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Thus, the first god truly slain by the night appeared.

If he knew what Dionysus was ultimately slandering about him in his heart, he would surely laugh and say...

He had allowed the wine to touch the man's face before he stomped on it.

If you're slow at absorbing and converting life force, who's to blame?

At this moment, facing the spirit of the god of wine that had not yet dissipated and returned to the underworld, Night slowly added insult to injury, his voice full of pressure and majesty as he spoke: "The god of wine? He deceived the friendship of mortals, spending a lot of time to make oaths in the name of friendship, brewing spirit wine at the cost of the lives and souls of others."

How many sips of your endless fine wine did you ultimately enjoy? What did your soul, desperately reaching out to touch it, licking the earth to survive, ultimately grasp? Foolish! Then—surrender your head!

After saying that, Ye directly sent a flash of flowing power, intercepting the spirit of the god of wine who was supposed to be heading to the underworld, and directly splitting his head off, which was then thrown to the hundred-armed giant to be devoured.

The hundred-armed giant excitedly opened his mouth wide and swallowed it in one gulp.

The remaining part of Dionysus's soul, which had been separated, began to waver, and a terrifying wail echoed through the air.

It is well known that the Greek gods were immortal.

Even those who die will be resurrected in the underworld. Very few are truly wiped out completely.

Even Zeus and his allies could only prevent their birth by devouring the children. But Athena still managed to find an opportunity to break through their skulls and fly out.

Just like Hades and his brothers and sisters emerged from the body of the second-generation god-king Cronus.

But Ye Gang's actions showed that he neither allowed the Hundred-Armed Giant to devour the complete soul of Dionysus, nor did he allow the complete Dionysus to enter the Underworld.

This is quite similar to the method in Naruto where the Nine-Tails was split in two and sealed away.

If a god's soul is incomplete, even if his soul is still alive, can he truly be considered alive?

This injury to Dionysus could burn his soul, erase all his memories, and turn him into an idiot.

Even under Greek law, the day when it can be resurrected and return to its rightful place is completely far off.

For a long time, this god of wine will not be able to appear and threaten Night, and Night may even find a way to completely refine the god of wine's soul one day.

After all, his cheat codes are no joke.

And it was at the very moment that Dionysus fell.

The Greek world—suddenly, astonishing changes occurred.

An astonishing change that is visible to everyone in the world.

With the death of Dionysus, parts of the earth suddenly began to become barren, a manifestation of the fall of Dionysus as the god of plants.

If it weren't for the many goddesses in Greece who were associated with the earth, plants, and nature, Greece would probably have already fallen into the same prelude to Ragnarök as neighboring Northern Europe during the Fimbulb winter.

But that's not all; the magic of the Greek world then began to rage.

It was as if the power of the anti-magic domain of Dionysus had suddenly spread to every corner of the world, but its ferocity was not comparable to directly using the power. It can only be said that for mortals to use magic, they would need to rely on the existence of true ether in the air. The following period would be very painful.

Besides, many winemaking enthusiasts suddenly find that they have forgotten all the exquisite winemaking techniques in their minds and can't remember them no matter what they try.

In Greece, a person's talent was largely determined by whether they were protected by their god in that area.

If the Lord God doesn't like you, no matter how hard you try, you won't achieve anything.

And if Dionysus wanted, he could teach anyone to make wine and to love it, while also giving them masterful skills.

But now, with the death of Dionysus, the mortals he protected and favored have naturally lost the grace of the gods, and even the knowledge they have learned can be taken away, which is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Meanwhile, the other mortals in the Greek world, unaware of what had happened, were filled with fear and anxiety, not knowing what was going on.

But the people on Crete seemed to understand something.

Chapter 272 Not a devil, but a demon king; Greece is completely engulfed in war?!

Sudden--

On the island of Crete, in a corner of a city, a renowned master brewer broke down in despair, shouting, "It was him!! It was him...! Because he killed Dionysus, the god of wine, my talent and skill have been stripped away by this devil!"

"He is a devil! A devil who has emerged from the depths of hell! He must be a minion of Tartarus, the terrible god of the abyss!"

Surprisingly, by sheer chance, this master actually guessed some things correctly.

At this moment, countless eyes were fixed on the unknown, mysterious 'deity'.

They did not doubt whether the Nightfall was a deity. If it was not a deity like Dionysus, what other being in this world could kill a chief god?

...And at this time, the mysterious deity in people's eyes—Night.

In the future, some scholars will record the Demon King in this way in their books.

On Crete, people chanted the name of the devil.

But the moment they saw the devil, they didn't even have the courage to gasp for breath.

They waited in fear and breathlessness for the devil to leave.

The devil, as if seeing through their hearts, suddenly noticed a faint chuckle.

"Devil? No, you should call me a demon...! You mere brats are like grains of sand, not even half as good as me."

Demon, demon—

An extremely evil devil can be called a demon king!

He's not some little devil, but the king of all evil!

Thus, the Greek world began to have its first accounts of demons and devils.

This concept later spread to Western Europe, became widely known, and eventually became God's nemesis in the Bible.

Wherever there is light, there is bound to be a microcosm of the king of extreme evil.

And at this time——

……

'I never lie, Dionysus,' Night thought to himself as he looked at the god of wine, whom he had utterly destroyed.

I said I'd give you a chance, and I did, but you're not good at it.

Night's decisiveness completely eliminated the possibility of Dionysus's resurrection.

By the time the Greek gods finally realized what was happening, all they could hear was the news of Dionysus's death.

Night waited quietly for Zeus, who might have come in a fit of rage, but Zeus did not descend to earth for a long time, and Night fell into deep thought.

'Zeus—he didn't react at all?'

strangeness……

This old bastard can tolerate even the death of his son?

If he did not love Dionysus, he would not have sewn him into the flesh of his knee at birth to save his life.

The God-King cherished his body greatly, and he never spoke ill of his son, the God of Wine, who never did anything productive.

It's impossible for him to have no reaction at all after his son's death.

If they are not trapped for some reason, they must have suffered extremely serious injuries and are temporarily unable to get out.

Either of these two possibilities made Ye think of one thing.

Could it be that Artemis and the others teamed up to do this?

Although the combined might of the major gods couldn't possibly defeat Zeus, they could still hold him off for a while.

He suppressed his urge to go to Mount Olympus, knowing that if his guess was wrong, he would be walking into a trap.

Night calmed down and began to control the Hundred-Armed Giant towards the nearest city.

The people of Crete, through the 'image,' saw that evil, domineering, terrifying figure, who had even slain gods, riding a horrible hundred-armed giant toward their city.

Many timid people have already fainted from fright.

The brewers were filled with fear and anger, believing that the night had stolen everything from them.

...As if sensing their foul mouths from a distant perspective, Ye suddenly spoke up: "From now on—no one will be restricted by divine favor. As long as you love it and have a certain talent, you can successfully brew fine wine. People's dreams will not stop because of the whims of the gods, nor should they be decided by so-called gods."

After saying that that night, many people were stunned.

Many people found that the figure no longer seemed so terrifying.

'Human dreams?'

God would never ask such a question, nor would He care about the thoughts of humble and insignificant humans.

They can arbitrarily determine the fate and life or death of others based solely on their own preferences.

Even those without talent can acquire rare skills through God's favor.

The master brewers, their eyes red with envy, wanted to say something, but Ye merely glanced at them from afar, and the souls of those mortals were all captured, their bodies collapsing abruptly.

die--!

Don't think he's someone who's easy to talk to.

A group of weaklings who arrogantly provoke the strong should have considered their own fate.

Then, controlling the hundred-armed giant, he arrived near the kingdom on Crete that night, only to find mortals kneeling down and opening their gates.

They bowed their heads humbly, welcoming the night as if they were welcoming their true king.

Without a doubt, Night quickly took over this land that had previously been under the protection and control of Dionysus.

Without any hindrance—

Or rather, after witnessing the incredible might of Heaven, these mortals were already filled with fear and could not muster any will to resist.

Night was not interested in seizing power over the country, but rather used it as a springboard to begin gathering intelligence on Greece at this time of year, and soon he discovered a great deal of astonishing information.

What silenced him most was... that war had broken out again!

And it wasn't just the Trojan War.

It was a war across the entire Greek continent...

This story dates back to the time when he shot an arrow that laid the foundation for peace.

Originally, after that, all countries should have taken a break and begun to recuperate.

Countless heroes were moved by Griffith's heroic deeds and voluntarily laid down their weapons.

However, a change occurred among the gods.