Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

What St. Peter was seeing at this moment was because the night had imprinted too many scenes of Yahweh's identity verification on the history of mankind in the lunar world. Countless people's faith in the God of the Bible was transferred to the night, and then the concept was enriched and manifested!

"Yahweh!"

Even if in a fairy tale universe God is just God and has no real name or anything like that, even if the gods on both sides are essentially completely different and unfamiliar beings.

However—God is—God!!

His thoughts began to wander in confusion and bewilderment; this time, St. Peter's heart was truly in turmoil.

Chapter Twelve: He shouldn't be like this, because it wasn't evil but an inner, immense love.

At this moment, St. Peter even felt that God had created another disguise to fool him and deliberately tease him for fun.

—A god from another world!

The God of another world, is also a God!

That is the omnipotent God, the one God, the supreme being in biblical mythology, the one who unites all things!

Yahweh is God! God is Yahweh!

Even saints couldn't help but doubt that any other world truly existed...

If it weren't for the stark difference between Ye's personality and style and the God he knew, he would have truly considered the two to be the same being.

Because of the abundant concept that flowed out before nightfall—and because he brought this concept to the roots of the lunar world, it began to flow outward.

Conversely, this was confirmed in the entire lunar multiverse and in all of human history.

Subsequently, the theory that was widely accepted in the Temple of the Crown Time was further confirmed.

Even though the night has not yet obtained the biblical concept of God sufficient to verify the radiation of all universes in the original mythological universe here.

But for St. Peter, it was impossible to distinguish the different levels of value between the original mythological universe concept and other universes.

He did indeed see it in his eyes...

That dualistic world—or rather, that world—transcends simple monism and dualism, and is a more complex concept of divine thrones and myriad phenomena.

In the beginning—from the dualism of good and evil on the first day, to the gods who descended to earth and separated evil from all of human history, bearing the infamy of 'absolute evil' alone, constructing a world where evil kills evil!

Then came the end of the evil heavens—because humanity failed the trial, the gods also failed to cross the twilight, leading to the arrival of eschatology!

Unable to accept that ending, the Demon King, who loved the world, ascended the throne of God once more, and thus—a new heaven was born!

Heaven and Hell—!!!

And the world of pure white, the world of salt, a world filled with the breath of God.

It cannot be explained simply by the gods of his pantheon.

Even if it's just a glimpse through a tube, a rough understanding of the concept of the cosmic blueprint without seeing what actually happened, it's as if one can hear the voices of countless people's devout faith emanating from that cosmic blueprint.

That was the sound of human prayers!

St. Peter was finally certain of one thing!

The man before me—Night is a god from another world!

Just like even someone who doesn't share the same worldview, when an ordinary monk travels to the Moon World and sees the Awakened One, or travels to the Godslayer World and sees the Unconventional Shakyamuni... he can't help but shout "Buddha!"

Same culture, same classics, same settings.

Even knowing it's not the god from their own world, seeing such a familiar scene still evokes an irresistible sense of warmth.

If it were an Eastern god or a god with an Indian or other deity image, the difference in appearance would be too great, and even if there were similar overlapping settings, Saint Peter would not have been so shaken.

Like Hercules, Kratos, Veleslana, Bahram, Hercules, Indra, and others who are based on each other, these are considered relatively good, as they are all considered to be the more powerful war gods in their respective mythologies.

But if someone tries to piggyback on the mythology and insists that Sun Wukong's prototype is their own monkey god Hanuman... that's just utterly absurd, ridiculously outrageous.

Even if you're looking for a prototype, China, with its much longer history, can find one in its own mythology—like Wuzhiqi from the time of Yu the Great's flood control efforts.

How can Hanuman's abstract and ugly face be associated with the words "Monkey King"? How can he be accused of trying to imitate the Great Sage Equal to Heaven?

……

After learning and beginning to suspect that the night was the identity of a god from another world, St. Peter's aversion and vigilance towards the night lessened considerably.

At this moment, St. Peter finally understood.

Their meeting was not accidental, but inevitable...

Just as when God was incarnate as Christ, He encountered Himself on Earth and had long ago set His sights on Himself.

From the moment his identity was revealed, the story was no longer simply about a beggar and a soldier, nor about the trials of Saint Peter and Rastin.

"What brings you from another world here?" St. Peter suddenly asked in awe.

Even if this person is also a god—St. Peter wasn't foolish enough to think the other party was there for a friendly academic exchange…

When a foreign god enters another's divine realm, there is only one reason—aggression!

But whether it's due to the complex identity of Night, the new ideas and mystery seen in Night, or Saint Peter's initial intention of seeing the world become a better place rather than just faith and following God...

This way, he wouldn't dislike this god who was both strange and familiar!

But it's clearly impossible for him to betray his old client—his old boss—just because of his inner desire for exploration and longing.

This has nothing to do with ideals or beliefs; it's simply a moral issue as human beings.

Morally, he couldn't bring himself to be a traitor... Deep down, he still hoped the two gods could sit down and have a friendly conversation.

but--

It was as if he could see right through St. Peter's heart.

Ye chuckled lightly, "A foolish question—disciple of the god of this world, do you really think that the god of this world, after knowing of my existence, would be able to sit down and have tea with me? It's very simple—I have my eye on his world and have decided to swallow everything of it up, that's all."

St. Peter: "No!! You cannot do that! You are—just like that merciful and loving God. God would not seize another's property; that is immoral."

Night: "God? No matter what you see, the one standing before you at this moment is the Demon King, whose existence is already an irreconcilable enemy. His existence is already the greatest natural disaster in the world. In such a state, it would not be surprising if I committed any evil deeds."

St. Peter: "No..."

St. Peter shook his head, instinctively feeling that this shouldn't be the case, and he opened his mouth to murmur, but could not make a sound.

It was because he truly saw not only the demon king's side, but also the god's side.

Because he saw things more clearly than anyone else—he also clearly saw the original intention behind the birth of the absolutely evil demon king, which was a great mercy that could bring tears to the eyes of all mankind.

It is a great evil born from self-love and goodness.

The so-called absolute evil is God who, amidst human evil, simultaneously harbors absolute love for humanity.

How can someone who exists in this way be called a villain?

Therefore, deep down, Saint Peter was unwilling to believe that the admirable God before him was the same as his own capricious and unreliable God.

This is a truly qualified god who cares about humanity!

If he hadn't met Christ first, and instead become Christ's right-hand man for the sake of his ideals, wanting to assist that unreliable god in governing the world, he would surely have been willing to try to believe in a god like the one before him who was wholeheartedly concerned for humanity.

Chapter Thirteen: A god who commands so many noble souls must also be a gentle soul.

“Unfortunately—disciple—now prove to me that what I said is true.” Night’s cold and merciless gaze made Saint Peter tremble.

Clearly, if the goal is to seize this world, then Saint Peter, as one of the world's greatest guardians, is someone who must be eliminated.

Although Saint Peter was not a fanatical follower of the God of this world, under normal circumstances, most people would think that as one of God's twelve most trusted saints, it would be impossible for him to be turned against him.

Especially saints like St. Peter, who held important positions as gatekeepers of the Kingdom of Heaven.

'Don't you even ask me if I'm willing to surrender?' There was no such inner monologue from St. Peter; at this moment, his feelings were incredibly complex.

He was indeed a faithful and reliable St. Peter...

Are you going to kill me?

"exactly--"

After receiving a definite answer, St. Peter suddenly felt relieved.

Well—maybe this is for the best. He won't have to suffer being caught between the two gods anymore. To be honest, if these two go to war, he doesn't want to help either side.

After all, a God so devoted to humanity would remind St. Peter of his own early days when he was weak and poor...

Back then, I prayed countless times for God's protection and for good fortune to bring me out of my impoverished life. Although I later became a saint, I realized that even God cannot always watch over everyone.

But he also understood that a god who deeply loves humanity and a god who disregards humanity would bring about drastically different changes for humanity—and even for the world.

Because—he also deeply loves humanity! So emotionally, not only is he unable to lay a hand on his old boss, he also doesn't want to lay a hand on the night.

Disregarding his own life and not valuing St. Peter, he closed his eyes and awaited death.

Then he felt Ye extend his index finger and gently tap the top of his head.

The aura of death instantly enveloped his entire body. Darkness and a dizzying, nauseating sensation overwhelmed him, making him instinctively uneasy, but he forcibly suppressed the fear.

Until consciousness returned—with one blink of an eye.

The world suddenly changed!

St. Peter seemed to see himself in a magnificent golden temple.

I saw the Lord of Billions of Radiance, like the Lord of Ten Thousand Armies, enveloped in absolute radiance, surrounded by heroic spirits, reigning supreme on a tall divine throne.

At this moment, the other person was resting their cheek on one hand, with a faint smile on their face, looking down at themselves.

On either side of it stood numerous radiant auras that shared the same attributes as itself.

Those are all 'saints'!

No, there seems to be a woman inside as well, that must be the 'Saintess'!

Saints or saints from another world?

St. Peter was stunned for a moment.

Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here when I can already sense death?

Death, yes—death.

At this moment, St. Peter suddenly realized that he was now dead, and he finally felt the subtle sensation.

I no longer have a physical body...

At this moment, he was like a ghost bound to this temple.