That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

All the divine species were slaughtered. The God of War, Artes, slowly landed on the deck of the ship, his wings of light fluttering behind him, scattering holy fragments of light. The golden spear he held in his right arm dripped with a pale golden liquid, which corroded the metal of the ship's deck as it fell.

Those were the traces left after piercing the divine essence of the spirit.

The God of War, with his fierce golden eyes like those of a prehistoric beast, sized up Hall, smiled, and strolled forward.

"Stop!"

On the ship, the last remaining deity stood in front of the God of War, Artesius. He trembled as he raised his hands, and divine power unleashed a transparent barrier.

He was a divine being responsible for protecting the ships, and he was also the last one.

The God of War, Artes, paid no heed and swung his spear. The moment the barrier shattered, the head of the god-like creature fell off, its eyes still holding disbelief and a trace of relief.

Death was simpler than he had imagined; his mission was complete.

"..."

Hall stared at the God of War, Artesius, who was at least three meters tall, with a tall and strong physique. Every muscle seemed to be cast from gold and iron, and eighteen wings spread behind him. The oppressive feeling emanating from him was heavier than the chaos of heaven and earth.

The God of War, Artesius, had only eyes for Hall. He raised his golden spear and pointed it at Hall's brow, his voice as mechanical and flat as a machine: "Is this all you have?"

Hall laughed too: "If that's the case, how dare you challenge the strongest?"

"Your eyes still hold the will to fight, but what is the point of a monkey's self-awareness?"

"Heh." Hall chuckled. "How boring, isn't it? Repeating worthless victories for billions of years."

“Then prove your worth to me,” the God of War Artesius said in a commanding tone, just as Hall had said, it was so boring it was almost making him yawn.

The strength of his power was meaningless; killing the human gods was as worthless as killing ants on the roadside.

This was not the thrilling battle he had been hoping for.

The God of War did not feel threatened by the divine species. Instead, he sensed something unusual about the last speck of dust in front of him. He suppressed the restlessness in his heart. Fate told him that there was something he sought in Hall.

"As you wish, all conditions have been met." Hall's lips curled into an excited smile; he hadn't felt this restless and excited feeling in a long time.

A world strategic map was placed next to the throne.

Hall slammed his right hand on the map, and the spirits swirled to form an alchemical array.

呲味味~

Crimson lightning spread, tearing apart the chaos between heaven and earth.

The rules of the world and the laws of the universe change at this moment.

"I will become the god of the new world!"

The void of darkness overflowed from the alchemy array, engulfing the war god Artesius, and plunging from the ship into the battlefield of the divine race.

The Skynet satellite, located in outer space, opens the door to a virtual world, shooting red rays straight down towards the earth.

Sizzle sizzle~ Sizzle sizzle sizzle~

Bright red dots lit up across the planet, connected by the pull of the [Skynet] rays. Energy waves tens of thousands of meters high surged, breaking through the continents and clouds, forming a world-transforming array that enveloped the planet.

"Wow~"

In the pitch-black world, the God of War, Artesius, was astonished by the changes in the world; he could sense that something was being conceived within it.

That is something powerful enough to overturn the world and change the laws of law.

The enemy he had been waiting for finally appeared.

The God of War, Artesius, laughed loudly: "The weakest, be proud, for you will become the strongest enemy!"

A crimson world, with countless red particles floating in it. The souls of all races that died but have not yet dissipated are the strongest force determining the direction of the world.

The World Transmutation Array, using souls as materials and divine essence as its direction, opens the door to truth.

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Boom!

When Hall opened his eyes, he was in a pitch-black space, where a bright red beam of light shone down, slowly opening the door from which it was turned.

On the other side of the door was a deep darkness, with countless black tentacles reaching out to cover Hall's body and then engulfing him inside.

It was a very strange feeling, like peering into the origins of myself in the Type-Moon universe.

Hall's consciousness sank into a bizarre and fantastical world, indescribable and incomprehensible in words, like walking through a corridor filled with paintings by abstract masters, glancing at everything in a fleeting manner, and finally arriving in front of a strange polygonal cube.

All the strange phenomena originated from this odd polygonal cube.

Star Cup.

Hall understood that the bizarre and fantastical experience was the world itself.

However, Hall cannot touch the Star Cup yet because the last fragment has not been collected.

Only by killing the God of War and devouring his essence can we find the path to the Star Cup.

The Divine Species is the embodiment of this world concept, symbolizing the most fundamental power of this world, and is also part of the Star Grail.

The Star Grail does not reveal itself to the strongest being; to be precise, one can only find the Star Grail by obtaining all the power emanating from it.

Hall looked up abruptly and saw a huge eye staring intently at him from the depths of the dark space. Instantly, his body was covered by countless black tentacles, transforming into a gigantic figure that slowly approached the eye.

Hall could clearly feel the concept of the world flooding into his body, as if it were about to burst his soul. The feeling of his soul swelling was greater than any pain in the world, and more than ten thousand times the pain of physical torture.

Hall barely managed to maintain his sense of self.

Kainas, the god of the forest

Okan, the god of forging

Luna the Red Moon Goddess

The sea goddess Thest

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Consciousness is caught in a violent storm, and if one is not careful, the soul will be torn to pieces and devoured by these divine concepts. At that time, the newly born god will not be Hall, but a combination of all gods.

Deities have always existed; the only difference is whether they are activated or not.

In the virtual reality world, Hall spoke with 18,674 deities, most of whom remained neutral, with only a few hundred willing to help humanity.

"Now, it's time for you to decide: either fall into eternal slumber, or help me defeat the God of War, Artesius, and establish a new world order."

The naturally born divine species, the divine species that prayed to be activated, and all the divine power that determined the direction of the world all overwhelmed Hall at once.

"Who are you!?"

"Lend him your power!"

"This is the only way!"

"We have no chance anymore."

"To end billions of years of waiting."

"We have lost the possibility of revitalization."

"It's an agreement."

"It was Hall's request."

"For humanity."

"For the sake of his legacy."

"For victory."

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Hall, after all, was a magician who had undergone the baptism of the origin, and with his understanding of alchemy, he was not flustered at all in the center of the raging vortex.

All the divine power was unified deep within Hall's soul.

The world returned to peace. The world was still the same world, the ships were still the same ships, and the God of War, Artesius, still stood before Hall.

Only Hall was not the same Hall as before. He was wearing a white robe, barefoot on the deck, his face hidden in the shadow of his hood, with only his chin showing.

The God of War, Artesius, laughed and said, "State your name."

A name is a symbol that exists in this world. He already knew Hall's name; he was asking about the concept of the deity standing before him.

Hall pondered for a moment, then nodded and smiled: "The truth."

The sum of all the essence of this world, the manifestation of the rules of all things, is the truth.

Hall extended his right hand and gently clenched it. The laws of nature shifted accordingly, and the body of the God of War before him instantly vanished into nothingness.

Almost simultaneously, a golden light flashed to Hall's side, condensing into the golden spear of the God of War, Altshu, stopping less than a centimeter from Hall's face.

"interesting."

The God of War, Artes, did not feel any obstruction. It was as if the space between the spear tip and Hall's head was infinitely extended, seemingly only a centimeter away, but in reality, it spanned the entire universe.

But only for a moment, unseen ripples spread through space, and the god of war, Artesius, ruthlessly pierced through space and time, his golden spear striking Hall's head.

"what!"

The God of War, Artesius, vanished into thin air with his divine spear and divine power.

Hall said calmly, "War God Artesius, the question that has puzzled you for billions of years is not whether you are the strongest, but whether you will be defeated. You clearly know your destiny."

Evolving into the God of Truth, Hall discovered the "weakness" of the God of War, Artes, and finally understood why the protagonist in the anime was able to defeat the strongest and why the God of War, Artes, did not want to obtain the Star Grail.

The God of War is the strongest being; this is an undeniable fact. Even Hall, who evolved into a truth, did not believe he could defeat him.

but······

"It's ironic that the strongest being, who feeds on malice and reigns supreme over all things, still cannot escape the direction determined by the world."

"You are a force recognized by the world, but the world itself is subject to timeliness."

"Malice itself is merely a temporary and weak existence. You created the Skywing species to verify this principle, and then the extra individual Jibril told you the answer."

"Living beings crave survival and existence, and even the Skywing race, which lives by fighting, is no exception. This desire creates war, and it will inevitably end war."

"No matter how strong one's malice towards others or the world may be, it can never exceed existence itself; even so-called malice is part of existence."

The way to defeat the God of War is simple: when your power surpasses that of the God of War, and you cannot harbor any fighting spirit or malice towards him, the God of War's power will not increase indefinitely.

That is, to transcend the concept of war itself.