My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

As a Heroic Spirit who lived on the British Isles during the last glimpse of the Age of Gods, Mordred senses that the environment around her is rapidly becoming similar to Britain in the past.

"What kind of power is it to send modern times back to the age of gods with a single punch?"

The director was also a little stunned when she saw this scene, but after sensing the surrounding environment, she felt that she could accept it a lot.

It wasn't that a single punch directly sent this singularity back from the modern era to the age of gods; rather, it merely triggered the vast energy contained within the star's inner sea, allowing a small area nearby to achieve an effect close to that of the age of gods.

"You don't agree? Ha, I never intended for you to agree. Become my nourishment along with human history, my wife whom I have been manipulating and guiding to complete the creation of paradise."

???

Upon hearing this, Mashu looked as if she had seen a ghost. "King Solomon, what are you talking about? What wife? Shouldn't it be something like a pawn?"

"The gay man is Solomon!"

The director, who was quietly gathering the magic formula, spoke in a completely unexpected tone. At this moment, Kirei Kotomine's face darkened, and he stomped his right foot on the ground, accelerating his forward momentum.

You lust after my body, you're despicable!

My current state is quite strange. My casual punch didn't blast the guy not far away into dust as I expected; instead, it struck the world directly.

Kirei Kotomine, unable to properly manage his current physical condition, ultimately chose to engage in close combat. However... Solomon?

Is this guy in front of me the famous King Solomon? But even a being with divine wisdom is doomed to die today. I'm telling you, even Jesus couldn't save him.

The reason is simple: he will replace the gods and turn the mortal world into paradise.

This guy in front of me also wants to become a god, right?

Unfortunately, his idea was destined to fail because he met me, and with the help of his best friend, I was created by Heaven, the one who once fought against the Great Old Ones alone!

"God is me, Kirei Kotomine, and that has never wavered!"

Kirei Kotomine, upon arriving before Solomon, spoke these words, feeling the power of heaven within his body and brimming with confidence.

Even King Solomon would not dare to defy me, who possesses the power of Heaven!

However, the harsh reality slapped Kirei Kotomine in the face the very next moment.

"How...is this possible?"

Kirei Kotomine's eyes were somewhat dazed as he watched as Solomon easily caught his full-force punch with his palm.

The next moment, Solomon raised his leg slightly to the left and used his knee to strike Kirei Kotomine's abdomen. In an instant, Kirei Kotomine was blasted hundreds of miles away.

"Kirei Kotomine... no, perhaps I should call you the reincarnation of Sheba. You just said... what did you want to be an emperor about?"

Facing Kirei Kotomine, who was a hundred miles away, Solomon smiled and spoke. Upon hearing this name, a knowing glint flashed in the eyes of the director, who had been watching him warily but had not yet made a move.

If even Romani was half Solomon, then it's not unacceptable that Mr. Kirei Kotomine was the reincarnation of Solomon's wife, Sheba.

After all, when it comes to reincarnation, most people can't guarantee whether they will be male or female or even human in their next life.

But is the divine system of reincarnation still in operation?

The director's doubts remained unanswered, while Solomon, with a smirk and arms outstretched, slowly walked forward as if preparing to give a speech.

"I will not lose. I will definitely, I will definitely realize the great vision of leading the world into the state of constant happiness of the enlightened!"

Kirei Kotomine swayed as he stood up and spoke with a firm tone, then charged forward again.

"Sheba, how dare you, a mere late-stage Quasi-God, Great Perfection, half-step to the peak of the Absolute Realm, presume to oppose me, the mighty Quasi-God, the peak of the Absolute Realm, Great Perfection, half-step God, Solomon? You are truly overestimating yourselves."

Solomon's leisurely voice rang out again, and upon hearing this, Kirei Kotomine retorted while making a move: "What does reincarnation have to do with the present? I am not some Sheba."

My name is only one: God, Jehovah, Yahweh, Lord of Hosts, the All-Knowing, All-Powerful, All-Good, Self-Existent One.

one.

Solomon, with a somewhat subtle expression, responded to Kirei Kotomine's words:

"My beloved wife, it seems your math isn't very good. Also, have you already abandoned the names of Sheba and Kirei Kotomine and chosen the name of God?"

The title of God is far too premature for you right now. But considering the past, I might consider sparing your life once I become God, if you behave yourself…

I wouldn't mind if I became the supreme deity and you became a minor deity or something.

What an insult!

Kirei Kotomine felt his fist harden. The two had been exchanging punches since they started talking, but Kirei Kotomine had just discovered something very tragic.

In terms of both strength and precision, Solomon has completely surpassed himself.

My all-out attack was completely ineffective against my opponent, who could easily parry it. Damn it, is this the power of a near-god at the pinnacle of perfection, half-step god?

Powerful, incredibly powerful.

In terms of ascending to the throne of God and becoming God, Solomon had indeed surpassed a great stage in his life.

"Listen to this, could you please not say these things with Romani's face? You're making it hard for me to face Romani in the future."

Just then, the director's somewhat helpless voice suddenly rang out. She had now completed the ritual she had been preparing.

Chapter 759: From this day forward, I will stand in the heavens.

"Romani is me, and I am Romani. He who has devoured the fallen nature of all living beings is no different from me in essence. Besides, you don't need to face him anymore."

Now that the mission has been accomplished, there is no need for the name Romani to reappear. From now on, there will only be the Lord of Truth, Solomon.

No, to be precise, from this day forward there will only be God, God Solomon.

As Solomon spoke, he directly suppressed Kirei Kotomine; the difference between the power created by Paradise and him was like that between an infant and an adult.

Solomon, who completely overwhelmed Kirei Kotomine, quickly won the battle. With a clenched right fist, Solomon unleashed a powerful punch, piercing Kirei Kotomine's heart in an instant.

Solomon held Kirei Kotomine high, a joyful smile spreading across his face as his great undertaking was about to succeed: "Hahahaha, killing my wife is the right path, usurping the ascension ceremony."

The five sequences converge, proving the foundation for godhood. The power of extraterrestrial deities is transformed into energy of attrition. Now it is time to become a true god.

After he finished speaking, the red light from his black robes vanished, and the next moment Solomon disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Light, an extremely brilliant radiance.

A dazzling white light flashed from the sky, and Solomon's calm voice resounded throughout the singularity: "The period of vacancy of the throne of God has ended. From now on, I will stand in the heavens."

The silver Hebrew ciphers shimmered like stars in the daytime sky, with several silvery trails dancing in the air.

"Everyone eventually goes to heaven. Let's start from this singularity codenamed the Hundred Years' War between England and France."

As Solomon spoke, a pure white light swept across the entire singularity, and at that moment Mordred gritted her teeth and raised the King's Sword in her hand.

So what if the other party is a god? So what if I am called a rebellious knight?

The country I am in now is the continuation of Britain, and I will surpass Arthur to become the most benevolent, virtuous, supreme, and powerful king of Britain, no, of England!

"If you want to destroy this place, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"

In the rise of Great Britain, Mordred, remembering his counterparts in other parallel worlds, raised the Sword of Rebellion towards the gods in the sky.

Both are Mordred, and I will not lose to that version of myself!

The once-sealed King's Sword has now regained its brilliance, and this sword is, in essence, an extremely powerful one among the holy swords.

However, because Mordred himself did not understand his true power, the holy sword had not yet revealed its full power.

An ant trying to shake a tree is overestimating its own strength.

Faced with Mordred's attack, Solomon, standing in the sky, remained as calm and unmoved as ever.

Faced with this attack that would be extremely effective against King Arthur, the white, crystalline, paper-like shield beneath Solomon's feet began to glow with a flickering light as he thought of it.

The moment Mordred's beam of light hit the crystal shield, it was as if winter snow had directly encountered boiling lava. Seeing the attack completely unaffected, Mordred felt incredibly weak.

However, at that moment, the director's voice rang out: "Solomon, aren't you underestimating me a little too much, choosing to let me build this killing move to deal with you all this time?"

Upon hearing this, Solomon said in a nonchalant tone, "The power you inherited is indeed powerful, but you simply cannot use its full potential."

You've never grasped the true essence of Shazam's power, Olga Marie.

"Well, if I were to use a more familiar term, would it be better if I addressed you as Director?"

In response to Solomon's statement, the director replied expressionlessly, "Chaldea does not welcome you. Our members have never had a Solomon, only a Romani."

Haven't grasped the true essence of Shazam's power...? Perhaps, but you seem to have forgotten something: besides Shazam's power, I also wield another power...

That is the recognition from Earth, the proof that I have become a UO, Earth's deepest means, the power of Gaia, the giant of light!

As the director spoke, he mobilized another power within his body. If he used his endocrine system, his magic would be absurdly enhanced.

In that form, as the representative of the stars, there is a strange sense of smoothness when communicating with other stars and performing celestial magic, and the effect after a successful performance often exceeds that of the normal state.

The stars—all of this must be about the relationship between the stars. When I, as Earth's representative, step forward, it's easier to borrow the power of other stars.

The director had already concocted a twisted logic in his mind, completely unaware that it was actually a magic array from Earth that had given him this boost.

"Don't challenge my omniscience with your ignorance. Heaven and earth are under my control, and the book of destiny has already been written before me, waiting to be read."

Your future has long been in my control, and after control comes writing. The trajectory of fate cannot be changed; it is the fate I have written and determined.

I will ascend to the throne of God; this is the will of the world. I will devour humanity's history and achieve a new pinnacle.

The future is already predetermined, and therefore the outcome of your technique is also predetermined. I cannot die by your hand, nor by the hand of anyone else present here.

Solomon then slowly explained the source of his confidence, and upon hearing this, the director instantly sensed that something was amiss.

Fatalism is not uncommon in mysticism; in fact, the end of humanity was foreseen by the Magic Association long ago.

As of now, the means to alter that final outcome, as far as we know, have not yet emerged. In other words, humanity will inevitably face a future where aliens arrive and humanity is wiped out, regardless of the circumstances.

However, that period is too far removed from the present, and how to deal with it is something that people in the future need to consider. Right now, the most urgent task is to find a way to solve the current problem.

If what Solomon said—that he would devour human history—is an unavoidable future, then things are getting complicated.

There is good news and bad news. The bad news is that I have to solve a problem that the Magic Association has absolutely no clue about. The good news is that there is already a precedent for successfully solving this problem.

If we want to prevent humanity from being destroyed by the alien UO, we only need to completely wipe out human history from beginning to end.

Knowing this method is completely useless!

Chapter 760: You're so upright, you must not be from DC.

The answer to how to shatter the predetermined future has been reached: the method to overcome the arrival of UO is simple, which is to crush it with greater force.

However... I can't do this kind of thing myself, no matter how hard I try.