I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

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Chapter Two: The Tale of the New World

The ceremony that the Knights of the Black Round Table had been preparing for a long time.

Every resident of Suwahara City today is a carefully planned and strictly controlled individual.

The actors were prepared as early as half a century ago.

The ceremony is now about to begin.

The first ritual was laid out in the shape of the letter 'd' in Suwahara City, with eight locations serving as the key core of the entire ritual.

Its name is Gold Alchemy.

It was done once before in Berlin during the Third Reich, and now it's just a matter of re-enacting it.

However, this time the scale is much larger.

This golden alchemy will be completed on the scale of the entire planet, and everyone will become a member of the Golden Supreme Heaven.

The stage is ready.

Next up is the actors' work.

It started as a game of strategy, like a game of turn-based tactics, but eventually both sides reached the final showdown.

Today, only two marks of the letter "d" remain unburned: "193".

The drama has reached its zenith to date.

Mercury's figure trembled with joy, for the blessings he bestowed upon everyone were nothing but harm.

The way he sings his blessings—that's what a venomous snake looks like!

“My dear child, rise up! The enemy has come and taken everything from you. Take up the sword of the goddess and break free from your remaining pride.”

Fight, fight with all your might. Defeat him, take everything from him. For the new world, the stubborn ignorance and delusion that entrenched in the old world, endlessly repeating its cycle, with its screams—eliminating our sense of knowledge.

The quiet cries are the lament of a slightly feverish demon.

The gods, harboring a secret and unspoken desire, bestowed upon the stage boundless praise from the very end of their being.

A demonic castle floats above Suwahara City.

It is connected to a golden staircase.

The floors leading to the square formation were enveloped in the scorching heat of the red lotus.

There was no oxygen or any hiding place in that inner world.

Only the karmic fire that can burn everything is a world of flames that fills even the smallest crack.

The three knights belonging to Rhine fought together.

This world built of flames is what the Red Knight longs for.

The pale knight, leaping across the sky like a radiant light, is a mad wolf who worships the golden light.

The one wielding the steel mighty hand and shattering the flames is the Black Knight.

The black knight, however, appeared dull and taciturn, a stark contrast to the white knight, who approached step by step with the weight of an iron block.

The three knights of the Black Round Table went into battle together.

Du Wei's pure military force is no less than that of the Shura Army.

With love and loyalty as their bonds, they launched a full-scale attack on the Asura wreathed in golden flames.

"I haven't felt this in a long time. I'm trembling all over. That kind of friendship, heading towards destruction, is my ideal."

Rejoice, be proud, and then realize the truth. Cry your heart out at that celebration, even if it means gritting your teeth. The enemy you seek to defeat is right here!

The highest heaven is located here!

Reinhardt let out a cheerful and hearty laugh.

The sound of military boots echoed in unison.

As they set out, the army of the dead, which had been accumulating since the beginning of the great war, joined forces with the King of Hell to shout for war.

"Come, congratulations on the birth of our long-awaited nemesis. And then... Karl, my only friend. Perhaps it's time to end this long-held view? The battle begins."

A smile appears, whispering the best of friendship.

Reinhardt discovered and realized what he ultimately wanted to destroy through his conversation with Duve.

The two, having reached the point of dominance, clashed once more.

At the same time, they arrived at the realm of outflow and fought each other, their military forces, comparable to those of the universe, colliding with unprecedented power.

The void leading to the divine realm has been breached.

"In the end... you still managed to find it...?"

The mercury snake revealed a twisted smile.

It was as if they had been waiting here for a long time, revealing their hidden true nature to the two who arrived.

Behold, this is the final day of divine wrath.

With a single blow capable of shattering a celestial body, it vanished before the twin serpents that could engulf the universe.

The three, now tyrannical gods, were locked in a fierce battle.

The world's color was washed away by the three people, turning it into a blank sheet of paper. These three beings, who should be called the three pillars, stood facing each other.

Du Wei was also covered in wounds during the battle.

But it was also burning its soul to heal its injuries, and then constantly throwing itself into battle.

Mary, burdened with unrealized hopes, watched all of this unfold.

In that brief moment, only Du Wei noticed the girl's tears of sorrow.

"I want to embrace everything."

Mary said she wanted to pick up all the loose pieces.

Therefore, Du Wei understood.

Mary also learned everything through him...

It was probably really the mercury that shifted its gaze away from her the instant it looked down at Reinhardt.

Du Wei wants to make the people he likes laugh.

Du Wei didn't want that smile to become blurred.

I want to make Mary laugh, and I also want to live with everyone.