After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

The twilight giant's chaotic eyes flickered with light...

Through the connection between creator and created... the vision of the God of War pierced through distant star fields in an instant, directly perceiving everything on the ground.

Regardless of those mechs, each one crafted from star alloy...

Or perhaps... the "Cloud Dragon," the sky carrier soaring above the clouds, was also completely taken in by the Twilight Giant.

"Interesting weapon."

"Not only does it possess individual combat capabilities comparable to a legend..."

"It can also provide extremely fast battlefield support through those strange floating ships."

The Twilight Giant murmured to himself.

As the pinnacle of achievement on the path to godhood in countless multiverses...

The planes His army has conquered and the civilizations that have perished are countless...

Regardless of whether it's a war colossus created by a magical empire...

Or perhaps it's a colossal magical cannon, embodying the collective wisdom of the entire goblin civilization, powerful enough to shatter mountains...

In those countless battles of conquest... He had witnessed countless war weapons that embodied the wisdom of an entire civilization plane.

However... even a war god who has witnessed countless wars between civilizations has to admit...

The weapons of war that the Silver Civilization is displaying at this moment...

Even from His perspective, it was quite exquisite.

.......

"pity......"

"The last resources and national strength... were invested in direct confrontation with the enemy and military force."

"As expected... after the 'Sands of Time' were exhausted..."

"Even this troublesome civilization eventually lost its composure?"

The Twilight Giant let out a soft sigh.

If, as with the previous reboots... they focus their efforts on weapons like the "God-Hunting Bow," which directly target their own body...

So perhaps... there's still a tiny chance of success.

However... the other side chose to fight head-on.

In the eyes of the God of War, the opponent's actions were tantamount to... giving up their last chance of survival.

The Twilight Giant rose from his bronze throne.

The dim, yellowish divine power surged from His body... transforming into countless faint, interconnected lines.

Connect Him with all the "servants of God" on Earth.

What is a military genius?

What is the God of War?

He is in the multiverse...

All tactics that allow the weak to defeat the strong, all those who are invincible...

All the strategists and advisors with almost supernatural wisdom, all the fierce generals who could single-handedly defeat a thousand men...

The sum total of all wisdom and strategy.

Therefore, even though the other side invented a weapon of war that exceeded the expectations of the military genius and even impressed him somewhat...

but......

However, it will absolutely not have the slightest substantial impact on the final fate of the Silver Civilization.

Because when the god of war himself descends to command His army...

No one can defeat...

War itself.

.......

"To be honest... I've always wanted to ask you this..."

"Using artificial intelligence to fight against the God of War... how did you even come up with this plan?"

Above the Silver City, Isabella held a coffee cup in her hand, gazing at the white clouds below, and slowly spoke.

How did you come up with that idea?

Charles smiled.

"In my hometown... there is a widely circulated fantasy story, or rather, a short science fiction story."

"There exists an omnipotent god, or rather, a god-like civilization... It possesses incredible technology, having achieved pure energy transformation, capable of leaping from one end of a galaxy to the other in an instant..."

"With just a thought... He can make millions of stars be born or destroyed... and even enter the eleventh dimension."

Isabella listened attentively to Charles's statement and smiled slightly: "It sounds... like he's much more powerful than the false gods we're facing now."

"Yes...the false gods we are facing now are incomparable to the god-level civilizations in the stories I told you."

Charles smiled as well: "But... even such an omnipotent god-level civilization... has encountered things that it could not do."

"That is... the beauty of poetry... or rather, what is called art."

"In pursuit of the ultimate art that transcends everything...that surpasses all things...God created the 'Cloud of Poetry'."

"It was an enormous storage device... It arranged and combined all the written words that existed in the world in an exhaustive manner, according to the rules and structure of poetry."

"Theoretically speaking... the 'Poetry Cloud' contains all the possible poems that a civilization can create throughout its history and into the future..."

"in other words......"

"The most beautiful poems must have a place in this storage device."

.......

Isabella listened quietly to Charles's words.

Only after Charles finished speaking did the silver-haired princess ask, "And then?"

"In that story... the 'Poetic Cloud' project of the god-like civilization ultimately failed."

"Because, even though that enormous storage device contains the entirety of all possibilities for beauty and art..."

"However, no search software is able to select those so-called most beautiful poems from the memory."

Isabella nodded slightly: "That's a real shame."

"yes......"

"It's a real shame."

Charles nodded in agreement: "To be honest... I don't think the ending of that story is very accurate."

"Because even though a thousand people may have a thousand different interpretations of Hamlet..."

"But poetry is written for people to read. Poetry that no one appreciates is meaningless... it's just self-indulgent self-admiration."

"Only poems that are appreciated by both the refined and the common people and can be recognized by the majority of people can be called good poems."

"And public aesthetics can be modeled and quantified..."

"In a particular era, it is entirely possible to select poems that conform to the aesthetic standards of the majority of the public in that era through deep training models."

"Of course... that's just a fantasy story after all..."

"The ending, whether it's true or not, is actually not important."

"only......"

"Ever since I heard that story as a child... I have been captivated by its magnificent fantasy."

Charles paused slightly in his speech.

His gaze seemed to transcend the clouds beyond the holy city and reach the distant starry sky.

"In that story, most readers identify with humanity... and feel proud and elated that insignificant humans possess things that even a proud, superior god-like civilization cannot surpass..."

"But... what attracted me was that 'poem'."

"It showed me the limits of technology, and the ultimate possibilities..."

"If only we had that kind of technology..."

"Then even ordinary humans can do what only the so-called 'god of poetry' and 'god of aesthetics' can do."

"To list all the poems and all the possibilities, in order to unravel the mystery of the end..."

"What a romantic and magnificent feat this is!"

.......

"That fantasy called 'Poetry Cloud'... ignited in me for the first time a desire to study all things and the rules of the world."

Even though decades have passed...