Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Kirei Kotomine and the other clergy stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the holy angel with the face of a tsurugi.

He was dressed in golden armor, with only a pair of pure white wings on his back, and a mysterious smile on his face.

“Metatron?” he repeated the other person’s name, then raised his hand.

A whip burning with flames appeared in his right hand.

"Metatron!"

With his name confirmed, the whip lashed out at Metatron!

With a method akin to that of a white plantation owner dealing with his black slaves, this simple, unadorned whip struck Metatron hard!

"Oh my god, so sweet!!!"

The next second, Metatron let out a cry of pain like Tom the cat, and was flung off the fully automatic white throne!

Tsuruga waved his fire whip and said in a friendly manner.

"Gabriel asked me to give you a message—if you're going to show off, I'll make you fly!!!"

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232. The Beast of Domination

The priests who summoned her were dumbfounded as they watched Metatron screaming in pain from the whipping!

Quack! Wasn't it supposed to be the angel with the highest authority, the angel known as 'Little Jehovah'?

How could I be whipped flying by a demon disguised as a saint?!

Unless, of course, this thing that can turn into a devil is a real saint! But even so, does the most powerful archangel under the throne really have so little prestige?

"Because from beginning to end, she was a non-existent angel."

Hier, who had been to heaven, served as a good narrator, speaking softly...

Metatron is said to be the seventh-generation descendant of Adam, a high-ranking angel who ascended to become the righteous Enoch. However, this concept only exists in the Book of Enoch, and not only do other religious sects reject the Book of Enoch, but even the Jews themselves do not recognize it, considering it a apocryphal work.

Compared to her, Lucifer is at least a well-recognized and excellent fan fiction, while Metatron is just a self-created character who tries to elevate himself by belittling the original characters.

It can be said that Metatron's character design is largely copied from Michael, but even so, she is still an extremely embarrassing character, even in her own territory.

After all, his only achievement was recklessly sitting on the throne of the Lord, and then being whipped more than thirty times by Gabriel with a fire whip.

"The 'angels' that this holy book can summon are all like magical artifacts—or rather, in the world of magic, most angels are just vessels of power, like magical artifacts."

Hiel took the outer cover of the holy book from Kirei Kotomine, and explained it from a professional's perspective with a complex expression.

"The so-called Metatron is nothing more than layers of accumulated angelic gods."

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The final product of the story is a phantom-like existence. Essentially, it belongs to a kind of "conceptual Mystic Code," and this Metatron is simply the result of the Servant Jeanne d'Arc donning an angelic Mystic Code.

"So she wasn't the Lord's messenger at all, but just a false believer?" Kirei Kotomine said in a complex voice, a mixture of relief and disappointment.

“You can understand it that way, but if you have to say, her radiance and power truly come from the miracles of the Lord and our faith.”

Hier looked at Metatron, who was howling in pain as Tsurugi whipped him, and said dejectedly.

"And the one opposite her, I know he's very unlike her, both in spirit and behavior! But unfortunately, he truly is a saint who can communicate with the Lord..."

All eyes turned to Tsurugi again, to the figure who was standing on Metatron's head, whipping him wildly while laughing.

You're saying this thing, which looks like a white slave owner, is what a true saint should look like?

Tsurugi's whip flew through the air, and after thirty lashes, Metatron was 'expelled' from Joan of Arc.

But the power of these gathered concepts and myths did not dissipate; instead, it was absorbed by the Tsurugi River.

You have gained the temporary status 'Angelic Myth' (7h7min7s)

【Angel Mythology (7h7min7s)】

'The power of this ceremonial attire, the culmination of all legends and beliefs about angels in this world. Obtain it, and your 'Knight of the Heavenly Rulers (Lv2)' will temporarily be upgraded to 'Knight of the Heavenly Rulers (Lv3)'!'

Tsugumi doesn't really care about this state.

Resolving Metatron's situation doesn't mean the matter is over.

Having dealt with her, Tsurugi didn't even glance at the others, but instead ascended into the sky, reaching the highest point!

He summoned his knights once again, only to find that the situation was not good!

The war was concealed by the Twin Horned King using the authority of Amon, the plague was blocked in another dimension by Lord Glores using the scabbard of Avalon, and the famine was imprisoned in the underworld by Youyi Hassan sacrificing himself.

The knights did not die; their concept of possession was simply concealed, and the seal disappeared.

Tsugumi laughed. In a sense, he, one of the Four Horsemen, had fucking failed!

There was no war, no plague, only the death of this Gray Mist Knight; perhaps the Apocalypse could no longer be initiated.

Of course, he might be able to summon it again, but without the ability to condense the concept of this realm, the summoned will would have no basis.

But these things did not diminish his hostility in the slightest.

As long as Tsurugi still wants to continue the Apocalypse, as long as Tsurugi still wants to obtain the Cup of Miracles, as long as Tsurugi doesn't give up his 'love' for humanity!

The targeting and hostility directed at him from the world, from human reason, or from some other thing that Dongjiang doesn't know will not dissipate!

But at this moment, Tsurugi no longer cared about any of that!

"Very well, come on, my enemies, those who want to stop me, then all of you, show yourselves!!!"

Tsurugi's wild and unrestrained voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth. His shadow changed infinitely, sometimes appearing as a demon on the television screen, sometimes as the King of Life and Death, sometimes as a ferocious dragon, and sometimes as a towering demon!

Damn it, when did he become a cowardly piece of trash who would cower in fear of the so-called hostility of the world?

If you want to fight, then fucking come! Because Tsurugi won't, and absolutely won't, change his mind or his thoughts because of this!

'Special power detected; you have obtained the special class 'Beast'!'

Special Profession: Beast

'Usable only within the Type-Moon universe, a malignant being born from excessive love for humanity. Read the full text, Chapter 328, for free. Link:'

Skill: [Principle of Domination]

'The facade of a saint denies the principle of human governance, and the concept of Nega-civilization renders all power on the planet invalid under current rules!'

At this moment, Tsugumi had unknowingly become the so-called Beast.

He perfectly met this condition.

Those who, due to an excessive desire to protect or guide humanity, attempt to reshape or destroy humanity in extreme ways, are defined as beasts.

Tsurugi doesn't know if she can be considered to love humanity.

He did not, and would not, utter such mushy words or express such mushy emotions.

But without a doubt, at this moment, Tsugumi is determined to follow the path she has chosen!

"I knew long ago that someone like you would eventually end up on this path."

Gilgamesh, driving the Vimana, was the first to appear before Tsugumi. Gilgamesh gazed at Tsugumi with a complex expression and said softly...

"Beast? Nonsense!" Tsurugi scoffed.

"What I want to do has nothing to do with loving or not loving humanity. People like you, who are ignorant of death and follow your nonsensical human principles, will only face death if you try to block my way!"

“Indeed…” Gilgamesh suppressed his arrogance, gazed at Tsugumi, and said calmly.

"Beasts may indeed be insignificant to you, but this gives humanity an opportunity, an excuse, and a reason for the Throne of Heroes to unite and destroy you!"

"I disdain bullying the weak with numbers, but your actions will indeed shackle the entire world with the chains of rule and enslavement. If left unchecked, everything will end in a state of constraint!"

"Ha, what utter bullshit!" Tsurugi said dismissively, raising her middle finger.

"How do you know that the choice I've presented isn't what the majority of people want? Sure, I have found them a higher master, but weren't they already being managed and ruled before?"

"At least I gave them the option that good deeds would be rewarded, at least I gave them the option that they wouldn't be ruled and harmed by tyrants like you or anything else!!!"

"The gods chose to let go of humanity because they, too, loved humanity," Enkidu, who had been standing behind Gilgamesh, said softly.

"The answers that humanity has provided over thousands of years of history may not be perfect, but they are no less exciting and dramatic than the billions of years of divine history. Yet you deny this wonderful journey of humanity and want to put that shackle called love on humanity."

"Nonsense, spouting cheesy nonsense. When the hell did I ever say I did this because I love humanity?" Tsurugi mocked.

There's nothing to talk about; there never was!

What Tsugumi is trying to do is dig up the roots of this world. He denies human freedom in this world from its very origin, or rather, he denies the value of human civilization!

He knew that human civilization could only gradually develop through continuous trial and error. On the spiral staircase, one could either go up or down, constantly progressing and constantly regressing.

Humanity in any era can create moving legends, or it can produce tragedies and atrocities that are too painful to witness.

Human civilization is like this; he himself is human, so how could he not understand the diversity and complexity of human beings?

but

"I am not like those damned gods who harbor that laughable 'love' for humanity!" Countless shadows beneath Tsurugi's feet twisted and danced with his unrestrained arrogance.

"I never did this with the idea of ​​building a heaven on earth; it was purely because of the tragedies involving those children that upset me!"

"I don't want to see the same thing again. I want those trash and beasts to suffer a fate worse than death. My reasons have always been only these two, narrow and pure, without any other considerations."

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Mom has so much nonsensical talk about love and indifference!

"I did it for myself, to make myself happy!!!"

"Kill those who displease me, and live well with those who please me, that's all!"

He pointed at the so-called heroes, great men, kings, and gods of human history surrounding him and sneered.

“I never hide my thoughts, but you? You talk about so-called love for humanity, yet you never actually investigate, ask, or consider the true thoughts of the general public!”

"You are just looking down on the world from a high vantage point, thinking that the world you control should be changed and developed in accordance with your wishes and purposes, and then you say with a grand air that this is the so-called future of humanity."

His thumb pointed to his chest, and he stood tall and proud.

“I knew that the general public might be foolish and short-sighted, but that doesn’t mean you should presumptuously make decisions for them and then brazenly claim that this is what you call love for humanity!”

"Selfish, heartless Fuckers, you really are Piss me off. Want a fight? Then come on, you dogs, come at me all at once!"

Enkidu let out a long breath, his gaze becoming firm and no longer wavering.