Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Thinking of this, I unknowingly entered the night of this battlefield, and all I could hear were the terrified screams of countless people.

After killing his enemy Sonos and everyone in the palace, Woland initially fell into a period of silence due to the loss of his target. However, when guards discovered the commotion and rushed over, it triggered Woland's renewed uprising.

Like a monster Tyrande going berserk, or a super dangerous beast like the one in the anime "Kill Me Girl," Tyrande seemed to be constantly evolving in battle. At this moment, Tyrande was no longer recognizable as human, completely covered by a set of skeletal armor, and had learned to actively seek out hunting targets. She rushed out of the palace and began to wreak havoc.

"Has armor evolved from the sword?" Night looked at Woland, who now resembled a demon.

That was one of the manifestations of the power of the Demon Sword Gram after its birth. This kind of manifestation certainly piqued Ye's interest.

After all, men can't resist riding dragons and piloting Gundams, and they certainly can't resist transforming into knights and wearing armor.

But at this point, Woland was more like a beast than a human.

Even the demonic sword transformed into sharp claws, which were then assembled into the claws... The long, sharp claws, resembling swords, could easily tear open the palace and unleash a massive storm.

Roar! Roaring—the voice of a figure resembling a demon king materialized into a sonic wave that swept across the surrounding atmosphere.

How could it have made an ordinary person like Woland so much stronger?

Although the power was obtained by sacrificing consciousness and completely transforming the body, if Ye's observation is correct, this leaked power is merely the surface of Gram's body.

While the original holy sword Gram was powerful, it clearly could not provide its wielder with any great power other than its sharpness. Now, Gram has undergone a completely new evolution.

The halo of victory shone on the demonic sword—! With just one glance—Ye saw through the true nature of this sword.

Constant fighting, a thirst for battle, and the desire for slaughter as sustenance—as long as the fighting continues and victories are won, the power provided to the holder will grow ever stronger!

Moreover, this is an irreversible process.

Once the concept of victory is not pure, then it can no longer be called an absolute victory... the sword!

Because the holy sword is inscribed with the power of "victory" at its core, and with the addition of the Reversal Spell, its performance has been enhanced to the maximum extent.

Correspondingly, the power of this sword began to become extremely extreme, to the point that it could be described as something like 'discipline'.

Following the Norse tradition of rituals and sacrificial rites, and the principle of equivalent exchange, this magic sword is imbued with the power of absolute victory. It grants its wielder unparalleled power, and the more victorious they become, the less likely they are to lose.

This enhancement is almost a leap across the very essence of the wielder's life. As a conceptual power, the strength of the power that can be borrowed no longer depends on the material of the magic sword itself—but on its symbolism as a concept of victory.

The power of the response will be as vast as the person who possesses this sword places their hopes and desires for victory upon it.

This power is a gift, but also a self-imposed taboo... that is, 'precepts'.

To use a similar worldview description, there was a similar thing in a world system called God Throne, which already involved a worldview of multiple dimensions and the stacking of box-like combat power on top of multiple dimensions.

In the era of the First God Throne, the black-and-white Avesta used the phrase, "How can you satisfy my interests?"

The power classified as Avesta was the power commonly used by warriors and strong individuals of that era.

Only those at the core of various factions who can fully comprehend one's true self—namely, warriors and demon generals—can wield this extraordinary ability. Belief and the oath of the soul are the precepts; based on this, willpower is of paramount importance.

By offering one's most precious possessions to one's true self (God), one obtains the equivalent exchange of bestowed power.

Setting taboos for oneself and typing them down as a vow to abide by them. Imposing unbreakable constraints (bindings) on oneself, and the heavier the constraints, the more powerful and special force one can exert as a reaction force.

That is a product of a black-and-white, binary world of good and evil.

While the power of the Demon Sword is based on the fundamental laws of the Norse world at its inception and does not require an oath to any ethereal god of this world, the wielder, Night, must still follow the law of continuous victory. Once a defeat is made, all the power gained from the gifts will be lost. In other words, it is a buff that requires continuous victory to take effect.

It's a permanent buff that can wipe out all previous efforts with just one failure.

Despite some limitations, it is still undeniably powerful!

Under the influence of this concept, the holder does not even need to use the weapon; simply placing it in their personal treasury and carrying it with them will allow the laws of victory to begin operating (be established), guiding them toward the path to victory.

However, this guidance is not without limits. Once faced with an existence whose strength far surpasses that of the holder, the chance of victory will naturally become infinitely slim, so there is still a possibility of failure.

...Perhaps it is precisely because the price to pay for failure is merely the loss of the borrowed power accumulated over time, which does not affect the holder's fundamental nature, nor does it impose harsh constraints such as certain death if one does not win...

The power brought by this precept is naturally not as exaggerated as the worldview next door where everyone starts with a single universe and is at the level of a small soldier. However, even if the boost is not so big all at once, there is no limit to the concept of victory!

Theoretically, the power it can expand to is almost 'immeasurable'!!

Why can we only say that it is close to, or that it is conceptually possible to reach?

Whether this world has enough fighting power to allow the holder to expand to an immeasurable number through victory is entirely unknown; it depends on the size of the worldview and the inherent strength of the world.

In other words, both the quality and quantity of food need to be guaranteed... Otherwise, killing all life in the world would be a drop in the ocean if it were just an ordinary world without supernatural beings.

Only by slaying a sufficiently powerful soul and igniting a sufficiently strong desire and belief in victory can one transcend everything!

He was far too familiar with the changes in the runes on the sword, analyzing them perfectly at a glance. He was extremely pleased with this level of 'miraculous' self-transformation of the demonic sword...

—It's a fine sword!

Chapter 176 Taking Gram's slash to the face, something's not right, something's really not right!

Since it is a sword forged to bring victory, it has no reason to want to lose. Should it continue to win? It should be so!

At this moment, Woland could not understand the essence of the sword, but under the influence of the sword, he instinctively longed to find a powerful being to fight and defeat!

This act of slaughter, intended to lure out the powerful, appears to outsiders as nothing more than demonization and madness—a twisted and obsessive existence akin to that of a heretic or evil cult.

If this continues, it will inevitably leave behind a terrifying legend of an evil magic sword that influences people's hearts.

But he didn't care about this night...

Hmm—perhaps this extreme formula of needing to win every time...can indeed be called a demonic sword!

However—throughout countless worlds, those supreme beings—either have detached their emotions to a certain degree, reaching a level of indifference akin to the Dao itself, a divine state capable of viewing all things in the world with detachment; or they have evolved their beliefs into mere obsessions, their emotions so rich and intense as to be almost madness, beings more vivid and obsessive than anything else in the world.

Without one's own conviction and an overwhelming will that can overwhelm the world and cause upheaval, how can one achieve a magnificent being that is equal to or even surpasses the universe itself?

To impose one's own will on Heaven, to crush the courage, fighting spirit, and beliefs of the entire world with one's own strength—if one wants to become supreme, one cannot even achieve the level of courage to consistently win.

For truly powerful heroes who are confident enough in themselves, these so-called rules are not a constraint, but rather a useful tool for them to gain greater power.

Having experienced enough battles, even though there are many beings stronger than Night's power now, he remains confident enough... his growth rate will only be faster than his enemies imagine!

"Alright, let me feel what this power is all about!" Ye stepped forward and onto the battlefield.

And it was the instant he entered this realm, which was almost entirely shrouded in the power of Voland, that Ye's enormous and bright presence, like a torch in the darkness, caught his attention.

Even if one loses one's will, one still retains instincts and a seemingly chaotic yet inexplicably clear consciousness.

Woland recognized Night at a glance, the very person he had asked to forge the Holy Sword, the very master that the Demon Sword Gram was originally meant to be!

"It's you... the former Holy Sword Wielder. To be chosen by the Holy Sword Gram... you must be a true powerhouse—to defeat you, your blood... the Demon Sword Gram will surely be satisfied and delighted... I will... achieve [victory]!" He murmured as if in a dream, then his armored figure suddenly charged towards the night.

Thud! Night reached out and blocked the sharp claws that were pressing down on him, trying to tear him apart.

"To actually block the sharpness of the holy sword with just his arm—unbelievable." His tone was utterly calm, as if devoid of any emotion, yet the beast spoke human words. Woland, who was supposedly surprised but actually lacked any self-awareness, was completely unable to comprehend that emotion.

His mind was consumed by nothing but battle, battle, battle! Kill, kill, kill! Victory upon victory, victory upon victory, victory after victory!

Even when facing the previous generation's Holy Sword Wielder, he showed no fear whatsoever.

Under the influence of this thought, his human instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune has long since disappeared.

Under normal circumstances, anyone who witnessed this incredible scene would understand just how powerful and mysterious Night truly is. If it were someone with normal consciousness like Woland, they would have run away long ago if they saw that things were not going well. They would never have engaged in a fight with Night, doing something so exhausting and thankless.

But Woland is not afraid at all now.

Faced with Woland's almost emotionless tone, Night corrected him, "It wasn't my arm, it was my fingers... I deflected your attack with my fingers."

Ye's voice, which was otherwise devoid of emotion, revealed an astonishing amount of information in its words.

For a moment, even Woland, who was not afraid, seemed to have his brain shut down, completely unable to respond to this statement.

That's beyond common sense!

Fingers? Are you kidding me?

Faced with this demonic sword, which has been imbued with numerous runes such as sharpness and absolute penetration, and possesses almost all the characteristics of an excellent divine artifact, how could one use flesh and blood to deflect that fierce slash?

This is something that cannot be achieved simply through physical defense. To reach this level, one needs an absolutely precise grasp of power. On top of that, one must train one's body to the point where it is comparable to a holy sword.

But—is that even possible?

(Night: Maybe.)

He could have done something of this caliber back in Greece.

Even a slight deficiency in physical strength can be overcome by integrating the conceptual attributes of the Holy Sword into the body, fusing the Holy Sword with the arm to create a hand-blade fighting style.

That's right, Ye cheated.

Even if Ye didn't obtain divine artifacts of the same caliber as the Sword in the Tree in this era, and wouldn't easily take out the Golden Knife and Gungnir, the conceptual weapons inherited from the Greek world were still entirely within the realm of usable power.

The next moment, Woland responded to Night by suddenly increasing his power several times over!

Victory guides Volland to become even stronger! He grows stronger when facing stronger opponents!

Throughout the night that he was using Woland as an experiment, he sensed this change but did not stop the other party from becoming stronger. Instead, he allowed it to unleash its full power.

This time, Night didn't even bother with flicking his fingers; instead, he enchanted himself with indestructible runes and Achilles' armor, then used magic to protect his body, directly withstanding the attacks.

Bang bang bang... Bang bang~!

Countless clanging sounds echoed around Night. Feeling the slight stinging sensation on his skin, Night exclaimed in admiration, "Excellent—! Is this the power that victory has guided you to? But—not enough! Far from enough! Stronger, even stronger! Power that can't even break through the enemy's defenses—can this level of power guide you to the miracle called victory?"

Something's not right—there's something or someone that's very wrong.

What's going on with this guy?

Even Woland, who was in a dazed state of mind at this moment, had begun to clearly realize that the night before him was very problematic.

Even a dragon with scales as hard as divine armor wouldn't dare to withstand such a powerful blow from the holy sword.

Ultimately, it was because Woland himself was not strong enough to unleash the true power of this sword.

Even though it was attacking relentlessly like a storm, it seemed as if he was the one being suppressed.

But what kind of monster exists in this world that can withstand the slash of a holy sword head-on?! Even if it's just used for random, simple basic attacks, it's still an incredibly sharp demonic sword! Is it something you can withstand head-on?

Chapter 177 The Holy Sword Excalibur versus the Demon Sword, a basic attack hides a powerful attack!

All attacks seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to penetrate the surface of the night and harm him.

This astonishing scene, let alone the current enhanced version of the Demon Sword, even if Woland wielded the Tree Sword of the Original and slashed wildly and recklessly, with thousands of afterimages appearing in that instant, each of the basic attacks was enough to slice off a mountain peak... yet it could not cause any damage to Ye's body. Even Odin, the god-king who sold swords, would be dumbfounded by this scene.

Bang bang bang bang bang-! ! !

Sparks, like countless metals colliding and intertwining, continuously erupted on the surface of the night...

Ye watched calmly as the attacks, like a torrential rain, rained down on her, each strike heavier than the last.

The power is rapidly increasing! The halo of victory shines ever brighter.