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

Marisbury obtained the Holy Grail and used it to wish for endless funds—in this Lostbelt, the result was that all human nations unconditionally supported Marisbury in building Chaldea.

Money in the human world is essentially a medium of exchange for value, and the essence of this desire points to inexhaustible resources.

With such vast resources, Marisbury built his ideal Chaldea outside this world that covered part of the Lostbelt. He had Lef build the Sheba Lens for him to observe history, tricked the innocent alien Debit into giving him a star map of the observable universe spanning 138 billion light-years, and ultimately created Chaldea.

This is a complete Lostbelt world, and a special one at that—the essence of this Lostbelt is 'displacement,' replacing the moment of Pan-Human History that it was planned to destroy. The inside and outside will flip, the universe will be swallowed and frozen by the interior of Chaldea, and the exterior will become the Earth itself.

In other words, he would turn the universe within 138 billion light-years of this worldline into a blank 'non-existent' space all at once, and then make Chaldea, a world whose development path was no different from human history in its design until 2004, fabricate a history to replace Earth itself.

Subsequently, the development of all the universes will naturally converge towards this outcome.

Because the essence of the universe is not that the minority obeys the majority, but rather that stability tends to become more stable. No matter how small the scale, as long as a set of rules that is more stable than the current rules of the universe emerges, the universe as a whole will tend to change according to these rules.

While Marisbury's proposed world may seem utterly terrible to humans, it is indeed the most energy-efficient model of a normal universe compared to its infinite expansion. An empty interior and a void exterior mean that the energy consumed to operate a universe within 138 billion light-years is equivalent to that of a single planet, thus significantly reducing the time it takes for the universe to reach heat death.

For the universe, this is a good strategy to prolong its life, much like a game that reduces model precision and removes large map loading. Although the map is smaller, at least your fan won't be whirring anymore.

If Marisbury succeeds, then according to the fundamental rule of vacuum decay—the universe always evolves towards a more stable energy state—if a true vacuum appears within a false vacuum, regardless of its size, vacuum decay will occur, infecting the entire universe. The universe will then become a series of different 'Chaldeas'.

How was such an incredible thing accomplished? Because ultimately, it wasn't the technology of Maris Billy, a human being.

His approach was to reach the Root, and then use the Root's methods to observe and create a 'mirror' through Debit's star chart, a mirror that could refract a universe 138 billion light-years in diameter with the so-called 'Root'.

The image in the mirror is his Chaldea. Although he doesn't understand the root cause or the principle, as long as the refraction is completed, the result inside the mirror is altered, and then the inside and outside are flipped, he can achieve his goal.

The core reason he was able to accomplish so many incredible things was that he was able to find Debit, an equally absurd super-alien capable of observing a range of 138 billion light-years. Unfortunately, this alien's knowledge was bestowed upon him by a lurking chaotic evil god from the extraterrestrial world...

Doesn't it suddenly make sense now?

However, the Counter Force had already laid the groundwork for sabotaging his plans before they even began—Red A, Rafe, Debit, and Fujimaru Ritsuka were all 'coincidences' that disrupted his plans and prevented them from succeeding.

One coincidence is a coincidence, but countless coincidences constitute a plan. The fact that the situation could escalate to the point of near-out-of-control indicates that the restraining force had already prepared a complete plan to crush the warden.

However, these things have little to do with Lucifer.

For Lucifer, the way to make the world he interfered with become an unalterable part of history was simple—

Beat his restraining force, forcing him to turn his ideal world into canon! Or simply merge all worlds into one, removing all the extraneous details!

To use power that surpasses the world to dominate and insult the world itself—that is the way of the arrogant king!

Lucifer arrived in Chaldea's New York, in this hypocritical world reflected in a city that mimics humanity.

He floated there, quietly contemplating.

In that short period of time, before he could even process what was happening, he found himself surrounded by a large army.

Wow, that's impressive!

If Americans in the real world also had mobilization capabilities, that would be amazing. No wonder it's a world of stereotypes!

These operational patterns and capabilities are entirely based on Hollywood blockbusters where American soldiers completely surround Lucifer by land, sea, and air, then bypass diplomatic channels and disregard whether the other side understands or not, immediately launching into a single statement—

"You have entered our airspace. Surrender immediately! This is your final warning!"

Lucifer's lips twitched; he was actually amused by this group of hypocrites.

Seeing that He did not answer, countless missiles, bullets, and all sorts of weapons rained down on Him.

But the next second, the weapons—all the weapons, all the weapons on this pseudo-human planet with 'lethal power'—turned into strange flowers that looked like flesh and blood.

Whether it's a missile, a knife, or something else, soon the roots of these flowers began to spread backward, expand, invade, and devour everything around them.

Those empty shells of pseudo-humans were surrounded, covered, and spread by the roots of the flowers amidst panic and screams. The roots pierced their blood vessels and bodies, taking over and controlling their nerves, forcing them to merge with them, unable to move.

They couldn't move, they couldn't close their eyes, they couldn't breathe, and they wouldn't die.

Unless they are completely destroyed and reset, the restoration mechanism of these fake people will not be triggered, and they will still have a clear sense of 'pain' and 'despair'.

Lucifer looked at the world filled with flowers of flesh and blood, and in a flash, he was back at the base of Area 51.

These hypocrites bore the Lord of Pride, but the nerves within them made Lucifer pause for a moment.

Back in Area 51, Lucifer looked at the body of the girl lying on the bed beside him, wailing and screaming, her spirit and soul gone. He understood what inhumane things had happened there.

Then, He clapped his hands gently again.

Marisbury appeared here, but he was not the real Marisbury; he was merely an echo existing in Chaldea [Alien]. The real Marisbury had already committed suicide in the Lostbelt world that was about to be covered by Chaldea, outside of Chaldea.

So Lucifer resurrected him.

Maris Billy, who was supposed to commit suicide in his office in 2012, came back to life, completely as if time had reversed, surviving like a miracle.

Lucifer can also harness the power of this miracle.

However, what was resurrected was not the complete Marisbury, but rather him fused with the Echo of Chaldea—Lucifer, in any case, couldn't be bothered with such trivialities.

Looking at the unfamiliar person who shouldn't have been in his plans, Maris Billy blinked, then lowered his head in thought, before looking up and speaking softly.

"So, what went wrong with my plan? Can you tell me why?"

Lucifer didn't answer him, but just looked at Olga Marie lying on the lab table, and whispered to Maris Billy.

Is she your daughter?

Perhaps not expecting this unusual, uninvited guest to ask such a question, Marisbury paused for a moment, then said softly...

"Yes, she was created by me to realize Animusphia's ideals. Everything about her was to sacrifice everything to achieve our ideals."

"But why do you torture her like this?" Lucifer asked, frowning.

"According to your plan, she should have died in an instant."

"It was an accident, but isn't it interesting?" Maris Billy chuckled softly.

As he spoke, Marisbury actually began to sell his plan to Lucifer.

"Humans are a race destined to make mistakes, and they will encounter countless problems on their path forward. Only by halting their existence and stabilizing everything about them can mistakes be prevented from happening again."

"But if we do that, we will inevitably be harmed by enemies from outside the planet and by the planet itself. So in order to continue this world that never makes mistakes, we should just bleach the entire universe and make it so that there is only one planet in the universe with only 'humans'."

Marisbury spoke eloquently of his grand ambitions and plans, but Lucifer's gaze lingered only on the body of the girl who was constantly crying out for help and moaning.

"Ah, I understand." Lucifer sighed and said softly.

Maris Billy looked at him with delight and anticipation.

"Human beings are indeed diverse and colorful. I've long been used to it, but now, you still stir up some ripples of emotion in me."

"Is it because of this sentimental body? No, I think I really can't forgive such a terrible 'father'."

She pointed at Marisbury and whispered...

"You, I will treat you with special hospitality!"

Maris Billy frowned slightly. He was perhaps puzzled that the person before him was opposing him based on such a simple and superficial reason as father-daughter affection. However, now that he was confirmed to be an enemy—

"What a pity," Marisbury sighed, raising his hand and looking at Lucifer softly.

"Although I don't know where you came from, since we are destined to be enemies, I have no choice but to represent the future of humanity and expel you."

Having said that, Maris Billy raised his hand.

He did not know why he had been resurrected, nor why he had returned to the 'past' that should have been destroyed, but now, within Chaldea, he was both life and the master and soul of this alien planet—Maris Chaldea.

He can mobilize everything in this world, all the power of this simulated universe, and make it his driving force.

A sphere of blue light appeared in his hand. It was light, it was the world, it was everything of this fabricated Chaldea, which was meant to replace this mirror image of the universe!

"Let us present a complete world where there is no room for compromise—"

Marisbury, whose will is one with Chaldea's, raises high Chaldea, his universe, his world, his ideals, proclaiming...

"Lostbelt No.0"

"The form of stars. The form of cosmos. The form of gods. The form of animus. The celestial bodies are the void. The void is the unbirth—"

"The void exists with God (Anima, Animusphere)!!!"

The Lostbelt, which was equivalent to 137 billion light-years of compressed information gathered in Marisbury's hands, was released and transformed into the world that was opened. In that instant, it created countless celestial calamities and bombarded Lucifer without reservation!

Having transmigrated, my only purpose is to kill, kill, kill! : ⑥④. A fierce love for the prison warden! (Second update)

"it's over……"

Looking at the now completely dissipated void, Marisbury, holding the alien planet Chaldea, spoke softly.

The biggest problem with the bleached universe he created might really be these outsiders, but now that he has expelled them, doesn't that prove that his plan was absolutely correct?

"The world misjudged me yesterday, and it misjudged me today. Perhaps it will misjudge me tomorrow, but I am still me, Marisbury!"

He said with great pride that he now believed the world he had created was the most perfect world.

“This marble looks quite pretty,” Lucifer’s voice suddenly rang in Marisbury’s ear.

Marisbury stared in disbelief at the perfectly intact Lucifer, who should have been completely dissolved and expelled by the information from 137 billion light-years away, and there in his hand was a fabricated 'planet'.

Maris Chaldea, who was in Maris Billy's possession, has also disappeared. Moreover, his control over this world, which he should have had, has also vanished completely.

"But it's too empty; it would be too plain even as a decorative piece," Lucifer said calmly, then slowly tightened his grip.

"No, you can't, you can't do this!" Maris Billy screamed at the top of his lungs.

"No way!"

Lucifer gave him a mischievous smile, then gently pinched it, and the ball of light shattered.

The alien god he created, his Chaldea, the childhood dream and ideal of Marisbury Animusphia, was destroyed like a shattered glass ball.

Chaldea, this Lostbelt world, began its collapse and destruction.

“The sound of humanity’s ideals collapsing is quite crisp,” Lucifer said, looking at Marisbury with a smile.

“I am pride, and I punish human pride, but I also admire the pride of pursuing oneself. Marissbury Animusfia, you are an arrogant soul, but I dislike the way you are arrogant.”

"Some arrogance is the pursuit of freedom and self, while some arrogance is the self-righteousness that places oneself above others—I have both, but I just don't like the latter!"

“You, you are, you…” Maris Billy murmured.

He could neither imagine nor believe that the King of Pride, and this supreme being from beyond the multiverse who had never existed in actual history, would descend upon this universe.

In fact, this one incident alone was enough to shatter Marisbury's dream.

The subject he longed to establish in the Grand Order was the perfect humanity and world in his mind—because humanity cannot be perfect, so he made people into pseudo-humans. Because the pseudo-humans' inability to 'change' makes them destined to be unable to resist external invasion, so he chose to destroy the outside world as well.

But what if we go a little further out?