Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

How naughty! He even played hide-and-seek with his father.

"— Overflowing from chaos."

"—On the day of wrath, at the end of time, all things in heaven and earth will turn to ashes. Dies irae, dies illa, solvet saeclum in favilla."

"Just as David and Sybillla prophesied. Teste David cum Sybillla."

“Though all people tremble in preparation, the Judge will surely come; Quantus tremor est futurus, Quando judex est venturus,”

The chanting of gold begins—!

Although the emergence of Heroic Spirit Night is merely a product of Noble Phantasms materializing legends, theoretically he cannot summon the generals who have been incorporated into Night's cosmic conceptual body.

but--

Is it possible—from another perspective—that within the Throne of Heroes in this world, there are also those who were his subordinates and companions, whose stories are still told?

Chapter 108 The sound seemed like tens of millions of souls lamenting in unison, like an alluring poison.

A beautiful smile played on Ye's lips... composed and calm!

Because I felt that doing so was 'okay,' I did it.

As the night chanted, a powerful and turbulent aura suddenly emanated from all parts of Valhalla, outside the world.

“All life and existence will be subject to strict punishment and investigation. Cuncta stricte discussurus.”

"A beautiful melody resounds throughout my army, this is the signal cannon to begin the war, Tuba, mirum spargens sonum Per sepulcra regionum,"

"All your troops should gather beneath this jade throne. Coget omnes ante thronum."

"Tears and sins will be punished on that day. My subjects, be resurrected from the ashes. Lacrimosa dies illa, Qua resurget ex favilla."

"Therefore, God will forgive them in his time. Judicandus homo reus Huicergo parce, Deus."

“The One of Profound Compassion, today grant them eternal rest. Amen. Pie Jesu Domine, dona eis requiem. Amen.”

"Flowing from Atziluth—overflowing from chaos. Du-sollst, the day of wrath—Dies irae!"

My Valhalla Temple—!

The Valhalla, a temple of heroes in Norse mythology, exists only in concept. The concept of heroes originated with the absolute evil demon king…

It is no longer led by Odin, but by the legendary Demon King, who led the strongest army to annihilate the gods and possessed the power to transform the endless armies loyal to him into the present era.

From this perspective, Valhalla is also a temple for his figurine collection, and the Temple of Valhalla is also a Valhalla! Wouldn't it be too 'orthodox' to directly recruit people from Valhalla?

A thunderous roar—as the chanting was completed, no—actually, it was only halfway through when the dramatic change occurred.

The atmosphere trembled, as if engulfed in a terrifying pressure. The first to respond to this descent was not a heroic spirit or a large army, but an entire city!

It seemed as if the sky above my head had suddenly turned completely dark.

When everyone looked up—it was the golden demon city! Manifested from mythology, it should have been nonexistent in this world, like the night, but after its arrival, the city transformed from an imaginary place into something tangible.

Unlike in Norse mythology, where the night simply manifests its light of salvation through its own power, the golden city here, which is intertwined with mythology, reveals immense divine (and demonic) nature the moment it appears.

'What is that?! ! ! 'xN

A sacred melody rose from the heavens, as if it came from the kingdom of God.

That moment even brought back terrifying memories for the seventy-two demonic pillars—the lingering instincts of Solomon's remains, as if they had received endless wisdom from God and were bathed in glory under the gaze of the one true Lord—the moment they heard the sound of the gates of heaven opening.

But they knew it wasn't the Lord who had come, but something equally terrifying to them.

They saw it—like the small world surrounding the heavens appearing, revealing the image of the last civilized city of Greece, showcasing that heroic era.

When a golden demon city appeared in the sky.

In their sacred hymns, they seemed to see the distant age of gods, from Greece, from Northern Europe, and even—the Roman era!

Countless enemies perished in the war, in the hellish, fiery great battles of that era, and were wiped out while living in the same era as that demon king.

The countless souls that died should have had nowhere to go, or returned to heaven and earth, or entered the underworld to be reborn, but—

The highest heaven deeply loves the figures of the dead and does not wish them to disappear.

then--!!

And so...? The souls that were forcibly dragged in together forged that vast demon city.

The golden throne, forged by an army of tens of millions of dead souls, and the countless terrifying skulls atop that sacred city, exude a dreadful demonic aura.

Even Goetia, who was also a beast, and Kama, the god of love who was watching everything from another place, and even Tethys, were all lost in thought.

In that instant, it was as if I had been forcibly bewitched by something of a higher dimension.

A sense of worship and submission arises spontaneously in both mind and body.

Their minds were perfectly clear, yet what was terrifying was the mutated madness within them! Their inner desires, like a tempting poison, constantly lured them, telling them—'Look, how beautiful the General is!'

'I want to fit in with them, I want to join them!'

'In an endless, never-ending cycle of war, fight forever! Enjoy the ultimate pleasure! Engage in an immortal deathmatch!'

Even seeing this demonic city descending with chanting at night, I was slightly surprised.

This city is more in line with the concept of Valhalla than his city.

In preparation for Ragnarok, the original Temple of Heroes was meant to be an arena where heroes fought eternally after their deaths.

However, the original Odin version would also have Valkyries comfort and serve the heroes after their battles, allowing them to unleash their bestial desires.

But for Night, all the female subordinate goddesses around him are his personal property, and he would never share them with others, let alone treat them so disrespectfully by making the Valkyries serve more than one hero at the same time. The heroic spirits that most of the heroes ascend to after death are even less powerful than some demigods.

Using a goddess to support a bunch of trash, only Odin would do that. No wonder Valhalla was completely useless when the final Holy War came.

Don't even mention that Odin didn't have a chance to use his trump card. If he were given the chance, he would think he could kill the Frost Giant, who has a body more terrifying than most gods, just by relying on these worms he raised. That's just wishful thinking.

Meanwhile, Gilgamesh and the others suddenly awoke, their backs suddenly covered in cold sweat.

Even these kings with strong willpower were caught off guard just now. While they were immersed in the amazing beauty of the demon city, they suddenly saw that every piece of clear, shining gold was clearly reflected with a bright red skull.

Countless skulls were crammed together, emitting roars of pain, madness, joy, or resentment, like sighs coming from hell. How many were there?

Hundreds of thousands, millions, or even—tens of millions?!

Those—! Could they be the hellish army under that king during the time of the demon king Talos, and the Greek soldiers who were wiped out by his knightly army?

Doubt, shock, awe, fear...

A mix of emotions welled up inside me.

Previously, they had sensed the magnanimity and benevolent heart of that legendary king, but now—they truly felt the terror and oppressive force of the words 'absolute evil'.

That was a divine radiance that was enough to intimidate any other evil, and even anti-heroic spirits would be terrified upon seeing it!

Chapter 109 From the Lostbelt, the Machine God Responds to the Summoning

As expected of a beast. Truly wicked!

Even when trying to save humanity, they managed to create something so terrifying—something that even made their fellow beastmen feel ashamed and chilled to the bone.

Kama: 'How terrifying, how terrifying, how terrifying!!'

Is it too late to turn back now?

But—if you don't listen to that person, what kind of punishment will you receive if you get caught? You won't be locked up in that golden demon city, where your soul will be forever trapped in the floor tiles, unable to escape the cycle of battle.

No! The pain of being burned to death by Shiva's flames was already unbearable for her, and she cried out in agony!

If the pain were to be of an even more perverse degree, she definitely wouldn't last three days before being completely ruined.

Little Kama didn't want to suffer that terrible punishment.

And now—the main course is finally here!

Now that Valhalla has arrived, how can there be no heroes?

The first to respond to the night's call was an endless army—no longer skulls, but a real army, an army entirely composed of heroic spirits.

That was when he had followed his army in Greece, Rome, and Northern Europe.

A sufficiently wide golden bridge descended directly from the Golden Temple, connecting it to the spatial passage leading to the Grand Temple of Time.

The space of the Grand Temple of Time has been completely pulled into this world by the night, and its coordinates are now fixed there, so it can't escape even if it wants to.

The seventy-two Demon God Pillars felt a chill run down their spines upon witnessing this scene.

They actually attacked with an army of Heroic Spirits?!

What a joke...! At this point, even if they wanted to run, they wouldn't know where to go. Although they could hide in the singularity, they couldn't escape their fate unless they were truly willing to abandon the Grand Temple of Time.

I absolutely refuse to admit that I would be forced to this extent by mere heroic spirits and my own kind.

They too have the pride of beasts.

However—if it were just an ordinary army of heroic spirits, they could still handle it.

Next, the real heroes began to appear—first the Greeks—Hector, Odysseus, Ajax, Aeneas, Diomedes, and even Penthesilea all came.

These human heroes are all very strong, but there are relatively few who are strong enough to be top-tier heroic spirits like Achilles and Hercules.

But the Heroic Spirits that appeared next put the Demon Pillars under immense pressure.

Gods—!!

As a terrifying tide of divine power swept across the entire world, a massive pillar of light shot straight into the sky. Then—amidst the stirring heavenly music resounding from the Golden Demon City—the first thing to cross the world was a colossal super warship.

When that massive railgun, resembling a space-based weapon with a cold, lustrous steel body, appeared in the mortal realm, seemingly already aimed at the Grand Time Temple's Machine God.

As a Greek-type Heroic Spirit, Achilles recognized who it was. Even as a Grand Lancer, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat upon seeing that figure: "—They actually summoned Artemis, one of the twelve Olympian gods and the goddess of the moon?"

Outrageous!

This is outrageous! That wasn't a normally downgraded divine-level heroic spirit summoned; it was a genuine divine being himself.

In other words, his good brother had just used his Noble Phantasm to directly retrieve the opponent's Mecha God form from the Starry Sea.

But considering that the magic power used was provided by the previous hundreds of millions of light bands, it seems that—being able to pull the Machine God itself over isn't so exaggerated after all?!

Let alone Artemis, it doesn't seem impossible for all twelve Olympian gods to be brought over.

Just as he was thinking this—the next moment, another powerful aura appeared, and Achilles' heart skipped a beat: —? ? ? No way, there really is more?

Then a huge white, butterfly-shaped celestial body, the new Mech God, descended into the sky, running parallel to Artemis.

The mere sight of those two massive objects falling side-by-side overhead could probably sink the country right beneath our feet, which is currently the battlefield.