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

"No need to wait, no need to endure, no need to sacrifice the happiness of others..."

"And without having to pay the price of making the whole world pay..."

“A way to blaspheme the divine realm.”

"But there's never just one and only one way—"

Charles looked directly at the trembling soul and uttered a solemn declaration.

"We wizards—"

"Whether it's the past, present, or future."

"Even when facing the gods, I have never admitted defeat!"

Chapter Fifty-Six Forbidden Spell: Nuclear Explosion 7k

"Launch trajectory - calculation complete."

"Secondary verification passed."

"Security lock first layer of locking - unlock."

"Second layer of lockout - unlocked."

Lines of data flashed rapidly across Charles's eyes.

"Although a test explosion has already been conducted in the Abyss Plane."

"However, as expected—"

"Forbidden spells used on mythology are far more dangerous than those used on demons..."

"It still needs to be used where it's appropriate to be truly effective."

Relying on Shar's mental ocean computing power, which is several times greater than that of an ordinary legendary mage—

The process that originally required dozens or even hundreds of people to prepare for launch was calculated and completed in just a few seconds.

Then--

One-thousandth of a second later.

Charles's voice rang calmly in the ears of the bone demon's undead soul.

"ignition."

.......

Boom——

Boom——

Boom——

A tremendous sound, like a tsunami, resounded on the walls of Aurora City.

Aurora City—

Whether it's the soldiers in silver armor silently waiting on the city wall, or the children, women, and elderly people in the city.

At that moment, they all involuntarily raised their heads.

Then, looking at the metal structure soaring into the sky from the dark metal atrium.

Its appearance is streamlined, and on the jet-black surface made of pure black metal, pale gold runes are engraved, which are now emitting a faint magical glow.

A pure white shockwave exploded at the bottom of the metal launch silo, carrying the missile named "Marrow Burst" into the sky, heading towards its predetermined cruise trajectory.

It launched very quickly, and soon disappeared into the dark, lightless dome from the sight of countless residents of Aurora City.

Inside the watchtower, Governor Francis's gaze lingered on the dark sky.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Francis leaped from the watchtower, his power as a seventh-tier superhuman supporting him through several leaps, and he arrived on the city wall.

He turned around and looked at the soldiers standing in full armor before him, their armor clanging and scraping.

"Everyone——"

"Prepare for battle."

"If any fish escaped the 'Marrow Explosion'..."

"Then our flesh and blood will be the last line of defense before Aurora City!"

Francis's words were forceful and resounding.

Even from a personal emotional standpoint, Francis had absolute trust in the blueprints given to him by His Majesty Charles, whom Azer and Anna mentioned.

However, as the governor of Aurora City, he could not make decisions based on his own feelings.

If even the ruling officials, who are the decision-makers, act so impulsively, then Aurora City could never have survived for two hundred years in such a harsh environment.

Since the decision has been made to cancel the seed program—

Therefore, Aurora City must spare no effort to protect this home they have lived in for two hundred years.

When that time came, Francis, as the strongest person in Aurora City besides Azer, would naturally have to step onto the front line to resist the Twilight Tide.

.......

In the broken Tower of Babel.

The gaze of the departed soul slowly fell upon the missile that had risen into the sky.

Although Ciel's words were full of confidence.

However, the Bone Demon's spirit still harbored some confusion and doubt.

With his knowledge as a legendary mage, he was able to analyze a considerable amount of information from just the images on the screen.

"This is indeed an exceptionally fine, high-ranking magical creation—"

"Based on my deduction, this should be a magical artifact of a bomb—the complexity of its arcane model exceeds that of ordinary forbidden spells by several levels—"

Even looking at the entire history of wizarding—

"Its power and sophistication as a forbidden spell are absolutely top-tier, far surpassing ordinary anti-military forbidden spells."

"But--"

A flicker of fear flashed in the ghostly eyes of the bone demon.

"After all..."

"It is still just a forbidden spell constructed from mundane things like magic and alloys."

"Compared to divine power and the power of faith—"

“There is a decisive difference in status.”

Only things from the divine realm can blaspheme the gods.

This has always been an ironclad rule in the understanding of the Bone Demon's undead.

Creations made of ordinary things.

No matter how ingenious the design, how masterful the craftsmanship, or how brilliant the concept and idea...

However, in the face of divine status, it is nothing more than a fragile bubble.

and so.

Even if he designed a blasphemous Trojan horse.

It is simply a different approach, using the powers that belong to the gods to harm the gods themselves. In essence, it is a way of using their strength against them and causing them to lose their composure.

As for directly confronting the gods...

Such thoughts.

In the history of this world.

This has long been proven time and again by the bones and blood of the eight-page mages in the Three Towers of Wizards.

That was a path utterly hopeless—

The inevitable end is a dark and hopeless path.

.......

"That's why I said, senior..."

Charles shook his head slightly.

"Failure after failure has made you somewhat forget the creed of a wizard."

"Truth or nothing."

"So what if it's an ironclad rule?"

"Or perhaps it's authority and the law..."

"Isn't this kind of thing meant to be broken by wizards?"