Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

He was overly afraid of the Gothic Kingdom's power, and at the same time, he always harbored the wishful thinking that it would be best to avoid war. His cowardice and obedience led him to obediently take all ten sons to the banquet, leaving no heir at home. As a result, they were easily wiped out.

If he had left anyone in his kingdom, Goth would have been more hesitant to act rashly. After all, even if he killed Volsung, his son, who was still in the territory, could still inherit the throne. On the contrary, the fact that the old king died at Goth's hands would better inspire the new king and the entire nation's hatred and ignite the soldiers' fighting spirit!

In that case, the Gothic Kingdom would no longer be able to easily swallow up everything belonging to the Volsung family as in the myth.

At this point, despite having the upper hand, Volsung felt that their military strength was too weak for a long-distance war and dared not gamble with the fate of his family. Therefore, he chose to sue for peace and expressed in his letter his willingness to pay gold and silver treasures to atone for his son killing the other's son.

At this point, Volsung still wanted to preserve the night.

It wasn't that she particularly liked this son, but rather that Ye seemed to have awakened the divine bloodline of his ancestor and had the potential to become a demigod.

For the sake of his family's honor, he would not choose to sacrifice Ye.

King Higir agreed to Volsung's surrender, but demanded that Volsung bring his sons to the capital to pay homage to him and apologize in person—as a sign of sincerity!

Volsung was overjoyed! Just like in the myths, he actually naively believed the Gothic king's nonsense.

Afterwards, despite his sons' advice, Volsung took all nine of them to the capital of the Gothic Kingdom, where they were ambushed and killed at a banquet.

Although Volsung led his sons out of the palace with their superior martial skills, they were soon pursued by an endless army and died one by one.

At this moment, fate seemed to have returned to its starting point.

Soon, when only Volsung and Sigurd remained, Volsung chose to sacrifice his own life to buy time for Sigurd—at the same time, endless remorse arose in his heart! At this moment, he was not without thoughts of atonement.

It wasn't until the very last moment that he realized what a stupid thing he had done!

Chapter 170 The Gothic King's Misfortune: The Capital Erased from the Map!

He didn't blame Night and Sigourney for the trouble they had caused. After meeting with the old Gothic king, Volsunger learned his true intentions. While he was grieving for his son's death, he was more concerned with whether he could seize this opportunity to plunder the Volsunger family's territory and property.

It turns out that the other side had long harbored designs on their kingdom. Even without the incident involving Ye, the Gothic Kingdom was already planning to attack them.

They were originally powerful individuals who could lead their armies to gain an advantage on the battlefield, but because of their wrong choices, they led their sons into a trap!

"Run—!! Sigmund! Go find Czech Fred! They are the last glory and hope of our family. As long as he can grow up, our divine family will not be destroyed, and there is still hope of returning to the top! No matter what—protect him...protect your brother!" After giving his last words, Volsung charged alone towards the pursuing enemy army.

Sigmund, in tears and grief, turned and fled the place.

Soon after Volsung was killed in battle, his head was sent back to the palace.

When King Higil the Elder learned that one of the princes had escaped, he merely frowned slightly!

Although somewhat annoyed by his subordinates' incompetence, Sigmund ultimately fled not towards their territory, but rather...

Old Higel seemed to have figured out the other party's goal: was he preparing to go find the Holy Sword Master Night. Czechfred?

madness--!

If Sigmund were to escape back to his kingdom, he would have to worry that the other side would consolidate the kingdom's power and rebuild an army to resist his army, which would make it even more difficult for him to subdue that land.

But since Sigmund chose to run away to find his brother, the Holy Sword Wielder...

Then go find it! This was undoubtedly a wrong decision in old Higel's eyes!

This period of time was enough for him to subdue the territory of the Volsunger family, which no longer had a leader.

As for the Holy Sword Master on the other side, even if he had already sent people to capture him, and even if the opponent's strength was so great that he could ignore the threat of the army, he would hardly pose a significant threat.

What good is it if only one person is a great fighter?

Old Higil recalled the prophecy (declaration) of 'Odin' on that day.

While it bestowed countless blessings upon that 'hero,' it also imposed upon him countless tragic, curse-like destinies.

One of these issues is that the other party, as the chosen king, can never possess his own territory or kingdom.

How tragic! The chosen king, yet destined to be a lonely figure.

Thinking of this, old Higil's envy of Night's divine blessing and the immense power he possessed after acquiring the Holy Sword lessened considerably.

Old Higel, a firm believer in fate and knowing that even the three Fates could not defy their destiny, no longer considered the nights spent alone his true enemy.

No matter how powerful an individual is, can they possibly threaten his country?

Thinking this, old Higel, who was ready to accept the fruits of final victory, finally felt relieved and extremely relieved of the depression and gloom that had been weighing on his heart these past few days because of his son's death—a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

however--

At that moment, a strange sense of dread rose from the bottom of my heart.

Unable to understand the source of this palpitation, he couldn't help but look up at the sky, guided by some unseen force.

Does the sun in the sky seem a bit brighter than before?

The idea had just formed in my mind...

The next moment, when the sunlight reached its most dazzling peak, before Old Higel and the others had any time to react, an arrow of light, fused with the light, descended from the sky and landed in the capital of the Gothic Kingdom.

Then—BOOM! ~! !

The moment the arrow fell, the large amount of true ether that had been condensed and stored on it burst forth.

A mushroom cloud, as massive as a nuclear explosion, suddenly appeared on the land of the Gothic Kingdom's capital! Golden flames, like the fire of the sun, instantly engulfed everything, burning everything in their path to ashes!

The immense heat and light turned the entire sky golden—clearly visible even to soldiers on the distant borders of the kingdom.

This arrow—the capital of the Gothic Kingdom was wiped off the map.

The old king, who was dreaming of annexing the Volsung family's territory just moments before, was now forever lost in the explosion.

The blow, like a natural disaster, came so suddenly...

It disrupted the rhythm of countless people's lives and their original destinies...

And then back to the night.

Even with his body already at the level of a top hero, Ye's body would still be torn to pieces after he once shot an arrow that flew across the Mediterranean.

This time—although the distance wasn't as exaggerated as before—crossing such a long boundary line and concentrating all one's strength to unleash a nuclear explosion would require a massive amount of magic power and arm strength, making it no less difficult.

After all, there's no way to borrow power or similar strength now; we rely purely on the powerful energy contained within our physical body.

This time, after Ye fired an arrow, he only experienced some trembling in his arm. Although he also suffered varying degrees of muscle tearing, he was able to recover completely after some rest.

After all, even if he doesn't actively use his powers, he has a frightening number of passive blessings on him that are similar to the power of those powers.

Not to mention the heroic blessing he just received from Odin, many of the other blessings from the Greek gods also possess the ability to sustain and recover.

His physical body now truly possesses limitless potential!

The primordial essence had not yet been fully digested, with most of it still contained deep within its body. At this moment, it was rapidly restoring its body, even making it stronger and more immortal.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

At this moment, both the Black Knight and the soldiers became unusually quiet.

They all witnessed the astonishing commotion coming from the direction of the Gothic Kingdom's capital, and the scene where the sky was completely dyed into a golden sea.

Which direction?!

They couldn't possibly not know where it was! But it was precisely because they knew that they were terrified!

Especially in the distance—the earth, which was still shaking all the way here, seemed to be telling the story of just how terrible a long-range attack the Gothic capital had just faced, a attack they could not immediately witness.

The soldiers, already drenched in sweat, were now even more terrified...

'Could all of this... be caused by that arrow?! But—how could that be?'

From such a great distance, a single arrow created an earthquake that shook the entire kingdom...

Meanwhile, the state of the Gothic capital remains unknown.

The soldiers didn't even dare to dream of it...

But the astonishing meteor that they had briefly seen before, flying across the Mediterranean and dividing the borders, seemed to have given them an answer in their hearts.

Just thinking about the terrible consequences of a meteor falling from the sky makes it easy to understand what kind of ruins the Gothic capital must be in right now.

Chapter 171 Fafnir, the Evil Dragon, and Siegfried's Master

They say that no matter how powerful an individual is, they can't possibly threaten the kingdom!

Contrary to common sense, isn't this mythical scene unfolding right before our eyes?

The flames that tore through the sky, and the golden radiance of the sun that burned across the heavens.

Those who witnessed this scene were filled with fear. The black knight's hoarse throat and slightly open mouth beneath his mask made no sound whatsoever; it was a silent, trembling scream.

Then——

The Black Knight led his soldiers to make what he later considered the wisest choice.

The next moment, the Black Knight knelt down on one knee, took the longsword from his waist, and handed the hilt to Night with both hands.

Handing the hilt of a sword to the other person while pointing the tip, which could harm them, at oneself is tantamount to handing over one's life and death to the other.

This is an ancient ritual for knights to swear allegiance.

If the other party agrees, they will take the sword hilt, place the sword tip on their shoulder, and accept the knight's allegiance.

So--

"Great Chosen King, your power is deeper than the sky and wider than the sea! No one in the world has ever failed to be awestruck after witnessing this power! Black Knight—Legin—is hereby offering you his highest loyalty! Please grant me a chance to swear allegiance!"

Faced with a powerful force that could easily control their lives, he chose without hesitation—to follow his heart!

Then—the soldiers followed suit, one by one kneeling down and loudly swearing allegiance to the night!

Although these were the elite of the Gothic kingdom, the barbarity inherent in Europeans made them believe in power; whoever was strong, they would respect and venerate…!

They were not King Higil's die-hard loyalists, but were captivated by the immense power of heaven and earth and thus chose to pledge allegiance to a more powerful master. Is that not surprising?

At this moment... Night didn't care whether these soldiers were loyal or not; he was more concerned about the Black Knight's identity.

"You said...your name is Leijin?"

Yoruichi was surprised.

Rakin—the teacher of the future dragon-slaying hero Siegfried, taught him swordsmanship and the combat skills to become a hero. He foresaw early on that he would die at the hands of this child, but in order to use Siegfried's power, he still chose to train Siegfried.

The reason why Leijin was willing to risk being killed by his apprentice to cultivate this demigod, if Ye remembered correctly...

Night: "Rajin, son of the dwarf Harutmar?"

To avoid encountering someone with the same name, Ye pressed for more details.

Black Knight Leijin: "You...you know me?!"