Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Faced with this high level of response from their own will.

Yoruichi waved her crimson cloak: "Very well! If that's the case, then let's wage war!! Awaken those who intend to drag us into forgotten history, but are still fast asleep! Sons of Crete, it's time for Athens to rekindle its past fear of you!"

"Go to that land across the sea—! Go and wreak havoc! Go and pull them out! Help them open their eyes and remember the past!"

"Let them remember the fear they once tasted! Let them remember the terrifying sound of our steel boots! Let them remember that there are still things between heaven and earth that their wisdom and philosophy cannot explain! Sons of man! Let us together create hell!"

Turn the human world into hell, and bring hell to the human world.

Turn the world upside down!

This is something even Tartarus, the lord of hell and creator of the abyss, could not accomplish.

Violence begets violence!

The moment he decided to become the most violent of all, to subdue the entire Greek world.

Night decided that the world would go even crazier first!

It can't get any worse, can it?

His choice to go for pure tyranny, rather than a combination of benevolent rule and hegemonic rule, stemmed from his understanding that he simply did not have the time to govern this land for long after he had taken control of it.

He doesn't have that much time to wait.

He had already figured out the solution: first, to completely ignite the flames of war.

Revelry!!! As the last words of the night fell, the ferocity and savage passion in the hearts of the Cretans were completely unleashed.

They were no longer afraid of this powerful demon king, this powerful evil god... no, this was no evil god at all.

This is clearly a more suitable chief god for them than that good-for-nothing Dionysus!

The thought of Dionysus being beaten and weeping, coupled with the sight of this object before them that ignited their passion and seemed to awaken the powerful genes of their ancestors, suddenly set them ablaze with a desire to return to the mighty Cretan god who once terrified Athens.

Comparing the two, isn't it obvious which one a normal person would choose?

Putting aside their strength, Dionysus lost completely in terms of sheer spirit!

Aside from Dionysus's die-hard followers, who would choose to kneel before that decadent god of wine who only knows how to seek pleasure, instead of kneeling before the great father who could lead them to stand up?

His essence is like the wine he symbolizes: life fermenting in decay.

Perhaps it was because of the rule of such a god that the Cretans had never been able to stand up for themselves. But now things are different—they…!!

At this moment, countless soldiers raised their weapons in unison, shouting "War! War! War!!" The fear they had felt before about going to war with Athens was gone!

Attack! Attack Athens!

Our goal is to ignite all of Greece. What does Athens alone amount to?

Let them bleed! Let Athens remember the pain of being a kingdom!

Chapter 276 You beasts, Chai Xin and his ilk, die for your king!

Human madness is contagious.

Like a virus, savagery, violence, pure malice and brutality are spreading among the people.

Such an atmosphere has a remarkable effect on war.

The Cretans were as if they had been injected with adrenaline. They were no longer afraid, but eager to try. They picked up their weapons, polished their spears, and prepared their weapons.

The endless sounds seemed to converge into a river, called the River of Mad Death.

'I will lead you to hell...' Ye thought silently to himself.

There was a brutal exploration of the Minoan civilization that few people know about.

The story in Greek mythology about the Cretans demanding that Athens contribute a large number of young boys and girls each year to feed the Minotaur.

In the original world without mythology, stories were simply fictional creations.

But British archaeologist Evans once unearthed a winding labyrinth in the ruins of a royal palace on Crete.

Among them is the Double Axe Palace, which scholars, after careful examination, unanimously agree is the Double Axe Palace of the Minoan Kingdom.

Although it appears to be the palace where the legendary Minotaur was imprisoned, it is clearly different from the myth. It is impossible for the royal family to imprison the monster in a palace built right under their feet.

The murals in the palace depict warehouses filled with large quantities of grain, olive oil, chariots, and weapons.

On one side were houses adorned with jewels, gold, and seals, as well as a large quantity of beautifully painted pottery and exquisitely crafted metalware. Among these items was a clay tablet clearly inscribed with: "Seven women, one boy, and one young girl have come from Athens as tribute."

However, there is no clear record on this clay tablet that it was a book dedicated to the so-called Minotaur.

Instead, the remains of human children were unearthed at various ruins on Crete, with traces of slaughter on the bones.

Clearly, the myth may have originated from a reflection of reality, as this place was once a land of cannibals.

Moreover, from the king down to the common people, everyone was very enthusiastic and enjoyed it.

They were already used to preying on the weak.

The famous Greek scholar Plato once described a scenario in Greece where a violent volcanic eruption on the Cyclades Islands caused the collapse of a prosperous yet corrupt advanced society in the eastern Mediterranean, marking the beginning of its decline.

The massive tsunami triggered by the volcanic eruption affected most of the eastern Mediterranean, and that prosperous yet corrupt advanced society may well refer to the Minoan civilization.

In Greece, it was known as the devastating tsunami of Poseidon's Wrath.

In Egypt, this coincides with the volcanic ash fall, one of the ten plagues of Egypt in God's Book of Exodus.

Without exception, these are all divine punishments imposed by God on corrupt humanity.

But in a world where gods truly exist...

Could this divine punishment be seen not as a natural disaster, but as something that actually happened?

During the few days that Ye had been at the royal palace, his vision, enhanced by divine power, now covered the entire island, allowing him to witness many ugly scenes firsthand.

finally--

After thoroughly confirming just how filthy this country was, a place beyond description even by the most despicable words in the world.

A group of monsters disguised as humans turned a prince with a human heart into a true monster.

The story of the innocent monster begins here!

After realizing the truth.

It was both to carry out his own plan and to take this group of people, who were worse than beasts at heart, to their graves.

This is also one of the reasons why he previously looked down on the Cretan princess's offer of herself to him.

Only someone like Dionysus, who doesn't care about anything but is incredibly arrogant at heart and doesn't even consider humans to be human, would not care whether his bedmate is a monster that feeds on its own kind.

And as the night said—

He would not only rejoice at the enemy's defeat, but also be elated by the miserable plight of his own people!

While most of what he said might be false, the second half of the sentence is definitely unnecessary.

"Die for your king!" Night spoke to them.

However, these hopeless fools were still brainwashed and infected by the crazy will in Ye Qian's words. Instead of feeling fear, they became more and more excited and excited.

Very well, then—fellow soldiers and civilians of Crete.

I will make good use of your desires and ambitions, your brutal and ugly drive for advancement, and let them shine as excellent weapons on the battlefield until the very end.

Then——

Amidst the endless revelry of 'war,' night waved its hand, and the next moment a terrifying, pitch-black sky unfolded.

That was pure divine power spreading out, transforming into true ether, like pitch-black raindrops suddenly pouring down.

The black rain fell on the soldiers and the citizens who came to watch in the square.

Anyone who had just displayed immense malice was immediately assimilated by this force.

They were initially somewhat fearful. After all, the unknown and this seemingly ominous power still instilled fear in the human being—even if they were the worst of the worst.

However, as he felt the black rain falling on his body, like paint splattering on his face, arms, and exposed skin, gradually seeping into his flesh, a terrifying force suddenly surged forth.

Suddenly, their bodies were enveloped in a thick, black, venom-like liquid, and they transformed into undead knights who looked as if they had emerged from hell.

Their armor began to change dramatically, becoming imposing and terrifying, imbued with an aura of death!

Although his appearance had changed, he was even more handsome, and he possessed a captivating aura of power that made these mortals forget their fears. They had no worries about the changes to their bodies, but instead became incredibly excited.

"strength--!!!"

"So powerful, so much power!"

"Thank you for the gift, Lord Talos!"

"Kneel down!! Immediately pay homage to our supreme ruler! This gift of power is something we can never repay, even with ten thousand deaths!"

"Worship our supreme being!!" xN, from who knows where, the first fanatical gaze, voice, and eyes were cast upon the demon-like figure atop the head of the hundred-armed giant.

It was an endless longing and respect, and madness... After gaining power, the last trace of hesitation in people's hearts was swept away.

Then, like a domino effect, large groups of dark figures knelt down one after another, all casting the same gaze of madness and reverence.

What kind of large-scale Dihua infection phenomenon is this!

That cry of "Supreme Lord" almost made Ye think he had wandered into the wrong movie set and entered the world of Ainz Ooal Gown.

Ah, the Chai Xins are looking at themselves, the king, with fanatical eyes.

What a pathetic person.

No, you pathetic beasts.

To call them beasts would be an insult to beasts. These guys in front of us are undoubtedly like the fairies in a certain Lostbelt in the Type-Moon world, things that even beasts can't think of a more awful adjective to describe.

The vast island of Crete couldn't possibly be filled with nothing but trash. The black rain just now was Night's final test. Without enough malice in one's heart, one cannot gain the recognition of this power and merge into the abyss.

But obviously—

Looking down at the few humans below, whose figures were not yet black, they were filled with fear as they stared at their companions who all seemed to have become abnormal.

Night: "Hopeless..."

Sure enough—take them all and use them as firewood…burn them!

Beneath the armor-clad face of the night, a dark shadow seemed even more profound.

It's getting cold.