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

Hmm, very good, a flat area indeed. (Applause)

It seems that it was caused when I was resisting the pain before I lost consciousness.

His current condition can be described as extremely poor; the cursed spirit body of the Crimson King that he created has been almost completely destroyed in order to resist this intense pain.

But that didn't matter, because he didn't intend to stay in this world any longer, and the body of this cursed spirit was no longer meaningful to him.

Just leave it alone!

He has done everything he needed to do. He has mastered the system and core of the spell, obtained many useful techniques, and the methods he wanted to use for pranks have been proven.

So, frankly speaking, there's no longer any reason for him to stay in this world.

Staying a little longer would simply be to refine the plans he wanted to leave for this world, and to ensure that the rebuilt human civilization wouldn't be a deformed world enslaved by demons...

Sigh, at worst I'll just turn Yotsuya Miko into a demon before I leave, so she can live forever and come back to clean up the mess whenever things go wrong.

If something really messed up, just log into this account—if he can start over once, it doesn't matter if he has to start over a second time!

In short, the cursed power I released while resisting this pain directly razed Jerusalem to the ground.

At the same time, people all over the world already knew the result.

Their holy son was defeated.

This cruel devil has achieved final victory!

At that moment, countless devout believers cried out in despair, as if they had lost their parents, and some even chose to commit suicide. However, they clearly did not know what Dongjiang had sacrificed!

Damn it, I've taken on so much pain for you heartless ingrates, and all you do for me is curse and insults!

Although Tsugumi knew this was the obvious thing to do, she still couldn't help but purse her lips in annoyance.

But there's no need for him to explain anything, let's just leave it at that.

Let his good Bro continue to bear the title and grace of the savior, while he, the hateful and cruel devil, continues to do what a devil should do.

Thinking of this, Tsurugi took out a mirror.

Looking at the reflection in the mirror, which revealed an undeniable evil in her face, Tsugumi also felt a wake-up call for herself.

Jesus was right; he might be too influenced by the Crimson King now.

The original body's strength was not yet sufficient to qualify as transcendent, but it received this honor because of its authority.

While this granted him true eternity, something countless people yearn for but cannot attain, it also exposed his current predicament.

Although it was only for a short time and the impact was negligible, Tsugumi had to admit that he was indeed affected to some extent after transforming into the form of the Crimson King, the cursed spirit that embodied this world.

As for whether these countless influences interfere with his physical body, it should not.

But if this continues indefinitely, perhaps we will really become, as Jesus said, a nonsensical thing like the unofficial historical accounts!

Just thinking about that possibility made Dongjiang shudder—oh my god, he got goosebumps all over!

So, looking back, Lucifer's generosity, even casualness, in giving him the Crown of Pride so he could complete his collection probably stemmed from ulterior motives.

So now is the time to further expand my path to Trinity!

Holy Son, Holy Father, Holy Spirit, activate!

Having determined her next goal, Tsuruga dusted herself off and stood up—then walked to a large rock.

Lying here is someone who is on the verge of death.

"Isn't it exciting?" Tsurugi asked mockingly, looking at the mastermind lying on the ground, only half of him remaining.

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"After thousands of years of preparation, what do you think of this final, entertaining performance? Welcome to the book club forum, where a vast collection of novels awaits your exploration!"

"I benefited greatly..." (This is a fragment of a sentence and doesn't translate directly.)

"It can certainly be used next time!"

"Do you still think you'll have a next time? Aren't you afraid of what will happen after you die?" Tsurugi tilted her head and asked the mastermind behind the original story.

The source of the cursed emperor was cut and recited.

That was truly terrifying. The body was subdivided into countless parts, there was endless pain, and there was endless survival. It was a cruel scene that surpassed any hell that ancient people had ever imagined.

But for this bone, the plant is broken, and it is still broken.

Because more than seeking peace, he longed to see something more exciting and novel. And to be alive in this world, even in such a painful state, was not unacceptable!

No! It should be said that even this pain itself might be an incredibly precious experience! Perhaps he will be able to experience many new changes and fresh experiences in this world everywhere!

Worth looking forward to it!

Looking at the barely concealed smile on her lips, she seemed to be plotting something.

No, these other methods of tormenting people just don't work on this brain-dead guy! After all, he's such a pure fun-loving person, how should we deal with him?

Dongjiang quickly came up with a solution.

"Useless trash, come here!" Tsurugi spun Azazel, who was assembling a body for him, around, then reached out and pressed down on Sennaxia.

Ten Shadows Spell, activate!

He took the reins, looked at the food with a smile, and laughed happily.

"This was originally the vessel I used to summon other demon lords, but unfortunately, something went wrong. Even so, this 'useless thing' actually carries a portion of the power of 'desire'."

He gave the guy a disdainful look and continued...

"The only power this piece of trash can mobilize is to catalyze human 'exposure desire' and 'reproduction desire,' so to be honest, he's a pretty useless guy. But the biggest reason is that this piece of trash can't really make good use of his power."

Having said that, he ignored Azazel's loud arguments about how useful his powers were in the underworld, and then poured a large amount of magic into him.

"Oh oh oh sooo ...

In an instant, this guy let out a very offensive sound that made Tsugumi's face turn black with disbelief. His eyes shot out beams of light, and then his power was directly activated by Tsugumi.

The Ray of Desire!!!

The beam of light swept directly across the scene, causing the light to pierce through the air and scatter rapidly.

"What did you do to me? Why am I... so curious?"

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

He longed to learn more and experience more unknown and new things!

"Humans have three major desires: appetite, sexual desire... oh no, in short, human desires, besides the basic needs of the body, are much more diverse."

Dongjiang looked at the flounder, and the man on the shore...

"And the effect of this power is to allocate your desires in other areas to a single desire. I have reduced all your other desires and focused them all on your thirst for knowledge."

"Congratulations, you are now the most curious person in the world!"

An intense thirst for knowledge might not be a bad thing, after all, countless human inventions and explorations are driven by this—but only if you can satisfy this desire for the unknown.

Otherwise, the stronger the desire, the more suffering it will bring.

And clearly, Tsugumi wouldn't be satisfied with Saki's request.

"My future, what will become of me..." Seemingly realizing the tragic future she was heading towards, [she]...

"To live forever in darkness, in nothingness, and to infinitely feel one's expanding thirst for knowledge in 'nothingness'."

Dongjiang pronounced judgment on the case of Gu Youlu Chui Nai Gong, and the verdict was announced. The court found that Gu Youlu Chui Nai Gong was guilty of murder and had been sentenced to death.

As Tsurugi said, he would spend endless years in a void, possessing an infinitely expanding thirst for knowledge, yet finding nothing to satisfy this desire!

At the same time, being eternally tormented by 'nothingness' and the intensification of this nihilistic 'desire for knowledge' is the cruelest verdict Tsugumi gave to this guy who stirred up so many messes for the sake of the unknown!

Alright, that's all for now.

Tsurugi looked up at the moon overhead, knowing it was time to fulfill his final promise.

He has already sent down Hell; all that remains is to bestow the image of Heaven.

Tsurugi flew into space and quickly returned to the moon, while simultaneously freeing the thousands of cyborgs whose memories had been distorted by real people, erasing their memories to blank.

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Then, Tsugumi found the tortured real person again, and through him, she once again connected with all of humanity.

Then, using the Crimson King's cursed spirit form, he unleashed his final curse.

Its name is—Dream Walking Technique

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610. An apocalypse without gunpowder, disaster, or war.

The world fell silent in despair.

Jesus' defeat added another layer of despair to a world already succumbing to the divine power of the Crimson King—if even the Son of God could not defeat this demon, then who could?

When even the last vestige of hope, the virtual faith, has collapsed, there is no other option but to give up.

Without a doubt, the destruction caused by the Crimson King's overthrow of the world's original civilization was enormous.

When a nation collapses and civilization as a whole crumbles, people living in modern times face the most brutal and unsolvable problem of resource production.

No matter what the world was like before, it was at least a modern civilization with a normal and healthy production and consumption cycle. But after the Crimson King intervened, the demons' rule brought about the collapse of the nation-state!

After three months, 95 percent of the world's governments had collapsed, and the circulation of companies and the economy had been completely destroyed. Civilization had utterly collapsed under the ravages of the Crimson King.

Apart from a very few countries that have survived the trials of evil and are still able to maintain normal social functioning, most other countries, especially those in the West, inevitably face the problem of material shortages caused by the collapse of civilization.

"No, no, it's not here either!"

Despairing, Emily stared at the empty medicine shelves in front of her. Her voice echoed through the deserted pharmacy before finally shattering into fragments.

She braced herself against the edge of the shelf, her fingernails digging into the round holes in the shelves. The entire row of shelves was spotless, not even a box of band-aids remained. Sunlight streamed in through the broken glass window, casting a pale, glaring light on the metal shelves.

Behind her, all the drawers behind the counter were open, and prescription books, pens, and calculators were scattered all over the floor, but none of the medicine bottles contained any medicine.

Maplewood Avenue—the shopping street she used to frequent every week—now resembles a skinned corpse. The signs on both sides of the street are still there: Walmart, Gucci, Hermès, and a cupcake bakery she often went to.

Most of the shop windows were shattered, shards of glass embedded in the cracks of the sidewalk, worn smooth by countless footsteps. Some automatic doors were half-open, others completely crooked, and the sensors occasionally emitted faint chimes, as if unwilling to give up.

"There's no other way, we can only try our luck elsewhere."

Tom, the leader, patted Emily on the shoulder and said softly.