Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

—She imprisoned Gwyn's daughter, Yorshka, and used her as a teacher to corrupt the princes, leading them to abandon their mission of linking the fire!

Behind countless major events, there is the figure of this mere mortal.

With a flaming greatsword in one hand and a dark, moon-like purple greatsword in the other, he reigns supreme over the former Church of God, wielding both swords—powerful and intelligent, his elegant and composed demeanor revealing a mad ruthlessness.

Pope Sully!

A man who is clearly a traitor, yet manages to maintain the highest level of sophistication; a man that is unforgettable after playing Souls-like games.

We often say that those figures who leave a deep impression on the world, whether good or bad, are the ones that are hardest to forget and will always be remembered.

The pain he left behind for the world remains unforgettable for later explorers even after his death.

Even as many of the backstories are revealed, people can still hear its name, see its silhouette, and witness its manipulation of time. Like a shadow, it lingers, seemingly still controlling everything in the dark, inspiring awe and fear.

...That lofty ambition without any confusion or hesitation; that unwavering will, clear goals, and steadfastness—it is truly the most inspiring and successful villain legend.

If it weren't for the arrival of that despicable outsider, he would still be sitting on his throne, looking down upon the world!

A person who has a very clear self-definition and deeply adheres to the path they choose to take is called a strong person.

His spiritual strength far surpasses that of many cowardly gods, which explains why he, a mere mortal, was able to bring down even the gods. Therefore—

Night: Let's call the new alias "Saliwan"!

Gwyn should be used less often unless there is a major event – ​​as the Sun King, his status should be comparable to Odin, the King of the Gods, and how many god-kings personally engage in battle every time?

at the same time--

Meanwhile, Odin had already noticed the giants' movements, and he descended before the giant Hochi and his companions with images of the gods.

Odin, his colossal form reaching to the heavens and earth—displaying his supreme majesty as the king of gods—uttered a chilling question: "I've heard you've lost the vital building material, the magic metal, and now many of your giants have left... Can I interpret this as you recognizing your inability to complete the task and abandoning the bet? Giant Hugi, and Giant Roel."

Here it comes!

Because Odin's enormous phantom head was magnified countless times, the giants no longer needed to bend down. Instead, they looked up at the king of the Aesir gods. Now, facing the king's questioning—knowing that his plan to let his people escape had been discovered—Huki became nervous.

“No, Odin, the great king of the gods, we are not running away. We are preparing to complete another construction task first, and then gather all manpower to complete this most magnificent and difficult high wall.”

However, Odin exposed his lie: "No one can lie before the god of wisdom, Huki—you are no longer able to fulfill our wager. According to the agreement—you must pay the price with your lives!"

Hu Ji: "What?!"

The giants also rioted, some with fiery tempers already itching to attack Asgard. Odin wanted them dead, so they decided to see who could kill whom first.

However—once Hu Ji and the others also came to the conclusion that they had lost the bet, the force of fate began to take effect.

The giants suddenly felt their power begin to weaken.

A wager is a very idealistic thing. Originally, it was just a verbal agreement between the gods and the giants. But under the power of fate, when one side believes from the bottom of their heart that they have lost and that there is no way to turn the tide, while the other side believes that they have won, even if the time has not yet come, the power of fate begins to take effect and weaken the giants' power.

It was at the very moment he sensed the giants' aura weakening that Odin was waiting for—he didn't even want to wait to exchange a few more words of pretense.

Odin: "Attack—!"

Chapter 102 Those who labor for me must not be allowed to die suddenly; the promise of the King of Mankind

At the command of Odin, the gods, who were prepared, used their powers to kill the giants who possessed only brute strength but whose remaining strength was now rendered ineffective by their weakened bodies.

Like lambs to the slaughter, the giants were instantly riddled with bullets as they faced countless attacks that seemed to descend from the sky like natural disasters.

"No—!!!" The giant Hugi's eyes were bloodshot as he tried to use the power of 'thought' to cross mountains and rivers and send his people to places that his attacks could not reach.

Although he was prepared for the giants who remained to perish, he still couldn't accept it when he actually witnessed the horrific scene and his last shred of hope was shattered.

However—the power of 'thought' had already been weakened, and at this moment, Huki himself was already struggling to move away from the barrage of natural disasters composed of various powers such as fire, lightning, and storms.

Under the apocalyptic meteor shower and the attack that violently shook the continental plates, distant snow-capped mountains erupted like fiery peaks.

In the end, Roel, a giant of similar size to Hooge, fought back with all his might, but the light of the wildfire was extinguished in the world-ending storm. Only Hooge, relying on the remaining power of his 'thought', managed to escape and flee into the distance.

Looking at the results of the battle, Odin finally smiled with satisfaction and coldly gave the order to pursue—"Chase!" Not only these giants, but also those who fled, and even those who were building the human capital, all of them must be killed!

After a moment's thought, Odin sent out the goddess Sur, who possessed the chariot of the sun and moon, and the god Manni.

"You're faster on your chariots—you'll be the ones to deal with the rest of the giants!"

The Sun and Moon Gods had no objection to this. The main force of these giants had been wiped out here, and the weaker giants who escaped would also be weakened by the power of fate. What strength did they have to resist them now?

...Deal with these weak giants and return to the realm of the gods, then come back to attend the gods' victory celebration.

As the sun and moon gods departed, Notti, their subordinate god, hurriedly followed her chief god, the moon god Manni, riding a black frost horse.

However, at this moment, Naughty's hands were clenched tightly, her palms almost pierced by her fingertips, and her teeth were clenched...

As the daughter of the frost giant Novi, who surrendered to the gods in the early days of the Aesir, she was tasked with spreading dew to the world after chasing the moon chariot. On the surface, she had joined the ranks of the gods, but in reality, she was just an unimportant tool god. Now, she was even helping the Aesir to harm and hunt down her own people.

This caused Nodi great pain—she did not want to kill her own people, and of course, if her father had not been so incompetent and surrendered to the Aesir so early, she would not have ended up in this state.

In the future, after growing up, Notti became the goddess of night and rebelled against her chief gods, controlling Sirius to chase after the chariots of the sun and moon, causing a solar and lunar eclipse. She didn't truly have much loyalty to the Aesir. Thus—when she saw the sun and moon gods chatting and laughing leisurely, not driving the chariot at full speed, seemingly not considering the upcoming battle against the giants a difficult task, showing no sign of taking it seriously—she was quite surprised.

Thinking of this—Nottie volunteered to ask her chief god for permission to go ahead and scout out the 'enemy's situation,' and the moon god Manny agreed—!

Nottie then drove the black frost horse to its fastest speed and finally arrived at the human capital, Anor Londo, ahead of everyone else.

When it arrived, the giant Skarmia was receiving his fellow citizens.

When the giants who had fled there saw Noti riding his black frost horse charging towards them, they immediately tensed up.

“Servant of the Moon Goddess, what brings you here?” Skminia asked.

"Don't be afraid. Although I am a subordinate god of the moon goddess, I am also one of your kin." Then Nottie told Skminia and the others that Odin wanted to kill all the giants. It was no longer safe here, and even staying in the human capital was not safe. They should escape quickly.

Upon hearing the news that all the Titans except Hoogi were dead, Skarmia fell silent, his eyes flashing with overwhelming anger and sorrow.

"We can't escape... Where can we escape to? With our power weakened, we can't outrun the Pegasus of the Sun Goddess and the Moon Goddess."

"The only way is to fight to the death—take up your weapons and fight with me to the very last moment, my children!"

At this moment, even Nottie realized that fate was irreversible. Even Odin, the king of the gods, knew that when the fate of destruction came, they had no way to resist... Let alone a group of giants whose teeth had been pulled out, where could they escape to?

Even though the future goddess of the night brought information, it was of no use. Instead, it made the giants' waiting for death even more agonizing and prolonged, knowing that they were about to die.

Nodi suddenly understood why the Moon Goddess was so at ease letting him come. It wasn't that the Moon Goddess didn't suspect his stance as a surrenderist, but rather that she simply didn't care. Did she not care about his clownish, desperate struggle?

What a cruel truth!

"Fight—!! Fight…!!" A group of giants roared angrily, their eyes now filled with predatory intent.

Since they were going to die anyway, they decided to make the pursuing gods pay before they died. Meanwhile, the giants who were working stopped working; who would continue working when they were about to die?

The deafening noise of those enormous giants as they discussed their matter did not deter the humans present.

'The gods—they actually want to kill all the giants? Even the giants who built the royal city for humanity…'

Humanity was shaken – the city wasn't even fully built yet, so of course they were reluctant to lose such a valuable workforce.

But the one who wants to kill these giants is the Aesir god-king!

As weak humans, how could they possibly resist the will of the God-King?

Queen Ash, who was in the already built palace, suddenly received some information. She was initially frowning as well—was she just going to watch so many useful laborers die? But after receiving Night's order, she breathed a sigh of relief.

And at this time——

A mysterious voice resounded above the giants' heads, and the message in those words immediately drew their attention: "The time for despair is far from over—Frost Giants… Convey the Sun King's command! Continue building the royal city, giants! All those who fear the glory of the God-King, come here! Offer your loyalty to the King, for this is the only place in the world that can protect you! Those who labor for me shall not be allowed to perish outside the royal city, frozen to death in the snow and wind; this is a promise personally conveyed by His Majesty the Sun King."

The sound, though faint, seemed to resonate in the minds of all the giants, vibrating continuously in the atmosphere and echoing throughout the universe.

Besides the frost giants and the Vanir gods, is there anyone in this world who would dare to risk opposing the Aesir gods to protect them?

The giants, who were all stunned, looked toward the source of the voice and listened to the awe-inspiring words. In their eyes, they saw a tiny yet mysterious figure standing in the sky.

Skminia: "Who is it?!"

Chapter 103 The Ignored Two Gods: Wang Cong Is Not Threatened!

With jet-black hair, draped in an ancient and mysterious magic robe reminiscent of a black occult ritual, and a face mask obscuring his features, the figure coldly gazed down at the giants with a light that shone from his eyes like an inextinguishable flame of his soul.

Its elegant posture, though standing among towering giants, made it undeniably present...

"Sallyvan, chief mage of the Darkmoon Knights under the command of the Sun King..." The figure above responded indifferently.

The Dark Moon Knights? Mages?!

What is that...? The giants were even more bewildered after the other party introduced themselves. They knew about magic; it existed since the primordial chaos, before the creation of heaven and earth. Not only were the gods proficient in it, but many high-ranking giants had also been masters of magic. A magician—does that mean a master of magic?

A job title similar to Master Forging?

"Think of me as the King's personal guard, the mage who protects the King and the royal city... Giants, the King commands—your power is essential for building the royal city of Anordron. Swear allegiance to the King—the Sun King's radiance will protect you and preserve your lives."

King of Men—God of Men—Gwyn, the Sun King!!

The Skarmory were certainly familiar with Gwyn's name, but how could Gwyn dare to defy the will of the King of the Gods?

For a moment, the giants were stunned, unsure of what to do.

This is too sudden... Even Hochi, who brought these giants to join the human race, probably never imagined that, at the critical moment when Odin was about to exterminate them all, the god of mankind would dare to stand up and protect the giants.

Nobody taught them how to choose in this situation. Should they trust the other person? Should they offer their loyalty?

After the mysterious human named Sulyvahn appeared and conveyed the divine message, the giants suddenly sensed a special power in their hearts—a familiar feeling—the power of destiny from the Norse world. In other words, this was a deal recognized by the Norse world, just like the bet the giants had made with Odin. This was a contract where breaking the oath would inevitably result in terrible backlash and punishment.

As the saying goes, "once bitten by a snake, twice shy," the giants, having just been tricked by Odin once, suddenly became fearful when faced with a new contract.

but--

Skminia: "...! Can the Sun King really protect us?"

Skminia knew they had no time to hesitate. Already trapped in a dead end, it seemed they had no other way to survive except this unknown path. Time was of the essence; should they try to trust someone else one more time?

In response to Skarmian's concerns, 'Sallyvan' replied, "Of course."

He didn't offer much explanation; that would be beneath him. The king's promise was precious; missing it was their own fate.

If they're at a life-or-death situation and still don't dare to take a gamble, then they deserve to perish.

Skarmia took a deep breath, his expression gradually becoming serious. Now that Huki and Roll were dead, he was the leader and backbone of the giants, the one with the most say!

The other giants had all looked at him, clearly wanting him to make a decision. Understanding his companions' gazes, Skarmian struggled internally for a moment—'He wanted to live—!! And to live on with the remaining giants!'

Therefore, Skarmia, having immediately made up her mind, spoke up: "I understand! We—"

Just as Skarmia was about to agree on behalf of the giants...

On the horizon—the sun and moon shone brightly together, and from afar came the neighing of warhorses cutting through the clouds. Expressions of fear, anger, and panic flashed across the faces of all the giants. They've come…! They've really come! The sun and moon gods that Notti spoke of, come to punish them?!

The familiar neighing of the celestial horse and the radiance of the sun and moon—don't they prove what Nodi said? Damn it—! If their physical strength were still intact, why would they fear these damned gods?