Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

The Spartans revered brave warriors above all else, and making them desert on the battlefield was more painful for them than killing them.

Just as many years later, when faced with the powerful Persian Empire, the Spartan warriors fought to the very last moment at Thermopylae.

And it left behind a miraculous victory and the inscription engraved on the Lion Monument.

Strangers

If you go to Sparta.

Please pass this message on to the citizens there:

We died here.

To keep one's oath until death.

Even if the body is destroyed, the soul and will will never yield or dissipate. This is the true warrior!

The warriors, prepared for a desperate battle, struck their shields and spears against the earth.

Their phalanx marched forward in perfect unison, shouting the unique war cry that belonged to the Spartans.

After noticing the commotion here—

The other Greek soldiers around them felt ashamed, and many of the braver ones began to feel eager to try.

But seeing that everyone was about to help, several heroes stepped forward and stopped them.

If everyone goes to cover the rear, then the cover becomes meaningless.

What they need to do is not a fearless sacrifice, but a worthwhile one, to buy enough time.

Let us go and defend the last royal city of Greece.

This battlefield is already 'full'! No more souls are needed!

finally--

Although the main force began to retreat, many soldiers stubbornly stayed behind, determined to live and die with their king (heroes) to the very end!

It's not just you Spartans who understand what courage, loyalty, and bravery are!

They were willing to sacrifice themselves and fight until their last drop of blood was shed for their king and their hero!

The view below is seen from the top of the highest peak, which rises above the clouds.

If this scene were to be viewed in later generations, it would be a moment more awe-inspiring than any epic, any written description, or any visual image.

Especially when they saw the Spartan warriors who led the way after the heroes, their uniform formation and slogans.

Night: "The Spartans always surprise their enemies (make them tremble with fear)...moΛΩnΛΑΒe!"

He thought of that roar that embodied the spirit of Sparta, a soul-stirring cry that translates to "Come and take it," a battle cry that says, "Come and take it if you dare."

very good--

The soldiers are excellent soldiers, and the heroes are the great heroes who have finally awakened and ignited their fighting spirit.

The impactful and moving scene made Ye, standing in the cold wind, tremble slightly with excitement beneath his armor.

The impact of the scene made his human side overwhelm his divinity, and his intense emotions were almost bursting forth.

Although I really want to stand on the side of human heroes.

but--

Sorry. He's currently playing the villainous role.

The black knights below were deeply shocked and infected by the spirit and energy of those people. They, who had long been corrupted, were reminded of their past as humans by the powerful unity of this collective human will.

However, the shock only lasted for a moment.

They were demons born from hell, monsters born of the same, or even more insane, will, living only to kill.

Chapter 302 He said, "I used all my strength, all my wisdom, and all my brute force!"

Black Knight Commander: "Annihilate them!!"

Even if the enemy has regained their will, their strength has only increased since being conquered by the Supreme Being.

We won't lose!

Crush them all—!! Eradicate all the radiant, disgusting, and irritating aspects of human souls that evoke such intense envy and resentment!

Only absolute violence can rule the world.

The rest (the fools) are worthless, meaningless waste and worthless trash.

"Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!!" the Black Knights shouted, raising their weapons in a frenzy.

In terms of madness—their will is absolutely no less than any form of enlightenment!

Just as the Black Knights were about to engage in a primal and brutal bloody battle with the heroes, they were filled with fearlessness.

Ahhhhhhh! Their brains were starting to get excited, and their scalps felt like they were about to explode!

However, at that moment, the Hundred-Armed Giant had already leaped to the very front of the battlefield.

Boom! The earth cracked and shook violently.

The heroes quickly regained their footing and found their positions. The Black Knights, caught off guard by the sudden earthquake, were in a sorry state.

What, what, what?

When the Black Knights noticed that the ground beneath their feet was shrouded in shadow, they all looked up and saw their king, their god, and his enormous and terrifying mount, the hundred-armed giant Egeon.

Just as the knights were puzzled—

At that moment, the deep, majestic voice of Night, the Demon King, echoed once more from the heavens: "Very well! My soldiers, my might! Fear nothing—I will deal with these despicable heroes myself. The rest of the soldiers are yours."

The heroes—are they to be dealt with by the king himself? And all they need to do is deal with the remaining ordinary soldiers?

She was slightly taken aback, but then realized what was happening.

"Your Majesty the Demon King...?!" The Black Knights were shocked and terrified.

How can that work?

How could we let His Majesty the Demon King do it himself? Achilles, who could fly, was one thing, but entrusting these heroes to them...

At this moment, he seemed to know what his soldiers were thinking—

God interrupted them, saying, "It's alright! This is a reward for the courage of mortal heroes who dare to challenge the majesty of the gods!"

Then, it was as if a terrifying image suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.

It was atop the head of the Hundred-Armed Giant, a pitch-black suit of armor radiating an astonishing, burning, eerie light. Enveloped in the aura of death, the terrifying figure opened its eyes.

In the darkness, people saw a pair of huge, eerie blue, flame-like eyes.

Just like the moment when the Infinite Tsukuyomi opened its eyes.

Its enormous eyes, like planets overhead, gazed upon the earth.

In that moment of deathly gaze, it felt as if one's soul was being sucked into it.

It's that Demon King!!!

He moved! He finally moved on his own initiative!

When it does not move, it is so; but when it does, it is earth-shattering.

The moment he opened his mouth, everyone fell silent, a chilling silence descending upon them.

They had imagined countless times what it would be like to face this person head-on.

But by then they knew.

It's a terrifying experience that you absolutely cannot describe without having experienced it firsthand; it feels like countless ants are slowly crawling down your spine.

Then, a terrifying, soul-piercing declaration seemed to resound in everyone's ears—or rather, from within each person's skull: "As one of the gods, I forgive your recklessness and disrespect."

"You fools who dare to challenge God!"

forgive?

When those incomprehensible words came out of the Demon King's mouth.

The heroes who confronted them on the battlefield were stunned.

It wasn't so much a standoff as it was a situation where they were frozen in place, their bodies stiffened by the immense pressure they felt, leaving only blank stares on their faces.

The next moment, a chill suddenly rose up, shooting straight from the tailbone to the forehead.

Like a foul wind blowing across the plains, a sense of horror and fear instinctively arose from the depths of one's soul.

Then—everyone heard a voice that was incredibly arrogant and violent, as if it were formed from the immense, oppressive force of a cruel dragon.

My thoughts froze for a moment—all because of the next few words: Night: You'll be so cool…!

Don't blink—don't hold your breath...

Faced with this primal fear that seemed to be awakening within their DNA, every word Ye uttered afterward struck their hearts with immense weight, its powerful presence keeping them highly focused.

The sound, like the breath of a planet, and the domineering, majestic voice left them speechless.

The survivors could not remember how brutal the battle was, but they would never forget the voice of that absolutely charismatic person.

Then--

They heard it; it was a majestic and grand, profound and despairing, even strangely beautiful word.

God said: "I forgive you—only because..."

Throughout my life, I have shattered everything that has come into view. This includes all life, cities, civilizations, societies, prosperity, order, crime, social evil, and the spreading justice and ugliness. Like a storm, a tsunami, a thunderstorm, I have indiscriminately bared my fangs at everything in the world. However, I am not a "natural disaster." The destruction that only natural disasters can accomplish is done by a human being, a consciousness, a living being, driven by impulse. That can no longer be called a natural disaster. That is a colossal evil that will inevitably destroy the world completely. Therefore, my entire being, my very essence of "evil," is precisely the final peak reached by all heroes and great men…!

Knock knock!

It was like a heavy blow that struck people's hearts.

A gulp, the sound of swallowing saliva, indistinguishable from one's own or another's, filled people's minds with the terrifying concept of "absolute evil" and "the final peak reached by all heroes," causing a great chill and a feeling of nausea that made their bodies feel so horrified they almost vomited.

The overwhelming pressure between heaven and earth, seemingly capable of crushing a person, became even more profound, and finally—

"When faced with calamities far exceeding natural disasters, it takes immense courage for humanity to even muster the will to fight and battle against us."

Therefore—as one of the gods, I forgive you.

If those who fight against evil are evil themselves, then all that remains after the death struggle is evil. ...That would be utterly devoid of redemption.