That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

Initially, the God of War absorbed all the power of the Wings (Skywing species) and released the [Divine Strike], which did indeed consume most of his power. However, the appearance of the human gods and their declaration of war against the God of War caused his power to increase rapidly until it surpassed the sum of all the gods.

In the original anime, the Machine Race obtained the Heart and defeated the God of War by stripping away the God of War's essence through complex calculations without any malice or killing any living beings.

The goal of the machine-type at that time was to put them to sleep, not to destroy them.

It could be said that Rick's plan inadvertently struck the God of War's only weakness.

If Hall harbors even the slightest malice or desire for war towards the existence of the God of War, the God of War's power will expand to a level exceeding that of truth.

Having grasped this point, Hall could easily strip away the essence of the God of War; it was no exaggeration to say it only took a single thought.

The so-called strongest is just the strongest, not perfect, and not the truth.

Moreover, even perfect beings have a "weakness"—their inability to think.

But can this be called a victory?

The God of War, Artes, in the anime probably knew his own weakness. The so-called victory that humanity achieved was just a temporary compromise for him. Just like the God of Doubt, Fanlou, who waited for billions of years but still could not find anyone to communicate with, the God of Doubt was born, and it pierced through his own divine essence, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

Faced with mere mechs, the God of War at that time should have been able to find countless ways to deal with them, but it was as if he had walked right into the line of fire.

The eternal question that perplexes him—whether malice itself can be defeated—remains unanswered.

If the weak have no value, what is the point of being the strongest?

It would be too boring to end here.

Hall seeks thrills and higher world rankings; why would he hesitate to fight?

If Hall didn't even have the confidence to fight the strongest, he wouldn't be standing here.

Humans are weak, but Hall is not.

"I will answer your question, God of War Artesius!" Hall laughed loudly, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens, shaking the world.

In an instant, another powerful force appeared simultaneously, growing infinitely.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha." The God of War Artesius's laughter shattered space. The wait of billions of years had finally not been in vain. He rejoiced for the appearance of his enemies and for the people who understood him.

"My enemy, how boring this world would be without you."

"Come on! The essence of battle is revealed, feel it!"

The chaos between heaven and earth vanished. At the center of the vortex of these two forces, the world was torn apart, revealing a void devoid of rules and laws, without the concept of matter or time.

When Hall stepped into nothingness, all the strange noises in the world vanished in an instant.

Hall and the God of War, Artesius, will fight to the death in this void world.

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In a second, only a second has passed in this world.

Hall emerged from the void, but his demeanor and expression had undergone a complete transformation from a second ago. He had lost all humanity, and his expression and gaze were now detached, as if he had seen through the world.

In that void world where there is no concept of time, Hall and the God of War, Artesius, have been fighting for millions of years.

The result was 820 trillion 7.462 billion 401 wins and 820 trillion 7.462 billion 400 losses.

The clash between the two transcended the meaning of combat itself; it was more like the evolution of the world, thus proving this point.

The planet trembled, and the voice of the God of War, Artesius, resounded across the continent: "Heaven and earth, all living beings of this world bear witness."

"The strongest has been defeated, the strongest has been conquered."

"This is the battle I have been waiting for, a battle that will ignite my very soul!"

"After millions of years of waiting, we finally suffered defeat."

The fall of the strongest also symbolizes the end of the era of gods.

Sorry, it's a bit late.

Today is an exception, mainly because I accidentally stayed up too late watching a League of Legends match.

IG vs. RNG, this is a match we've been looking forward to for a long time.

Chapter 273 The New Era.

Hall stood on the deck of the ship, gazing indifferently at the distant horizon, his eyes as still as a deep well.

Hall was pondering whether he should reclaim his humanity.

In this world, Hall has become the sole god, the embodiment of the concept of "truth," and the humanity of the soul has been sealed away.

Reclaiming humanity itself is a meaningless act in terms of truth.

As the embodiment of the concept of truth, it should be one, whole, and the world.

“But I have obtained the truth.” Hall’s indifferent eyes shone with a radiant light, and his voice was firm and powerful.

Hall is not the truth, but rather Hallmonks (the man in the bottle) who devours the truth.

The moment the conclusion was reached, a white beam of light shone down, and as it disappeared, it revealed a multifaceted crystal. It was completely transparent, and no matter which angle you looked at it from, you could see a three-dimensional structure inside the crystal.

The Star Cup, the truth that exists in this world.

Hall decisively reached out and touched the Star Cup. His eyes gradually regained their humanity. A dazzling white light spread out from Hall as the center, covering the dying planet and spreading to every corner of the universe, reorganizing the rules and laws of this world.

After the light faded, the planet revived. The black ash vanished, and the dark, blood-red sky returned to its legendary azure and clear state. All traces of war on the land were repaired, and lush vegetation covered the surface, vibrant with life.

Hall is using the power of the Star Cup to build his ideal utopia.

The world was divided into two.

One is an eternal reality, the world inhabited by all intelligent races, envisioned as a prototype of utopia, which can be said to be the ultimate development of social forms.

A virtual world that allows war, all hatred, and all ugliness, where any race can find the most satisfying place to live.

Hall fulfilled his promise to the Divine Race, activating their essence and placing it into the virtual reality world, where all the conflicts will likely revolve around the Divine Race.

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"That Hall guy... he's really something... I can't believe he actually succeeded, defeated the strongest, and healed the wounds of this planet."

Atop the skyscrapers, Rick gazed up at the azure sky with a look of profound emotion, bathed in the warm spring breeze. The black and gray that symbolized death and the crimson reflected by the elves had all vanished. He had realized his dream in his lifetime, seeing the sun and sky that were recorded in the legends of human history books. The warm sunlight made him feel extremely comfortable.

The city below was bustling with people, not only humans, but also many other races living peacefully in this metropolis. This was a world he could never have imagined in his dreams before.

All hatred and conflict have lost their meaning in this world.

"Rick, something bad has happened!" The petite figure suddenly landed, and Shubi said in a panic.

"What's wrong!"

"An incredible guy has arrived in the virtual world chess ranking tournament. He's on a 124-game winning streak. If he wins just one more game, he'll surpass us in points."

"Is it a different type of machine?"

"No, I have already checked with the Connector and there are no other machine species participating in the chess ranking tournament. Moreover, I am the analytical species with the highest analytical ability, and I am confident that I can defeat the other machine species."

What was that person's ID?

"The name was identified as Tetu."

Rick paused for a moment, then a nostalgic smile appeared on his lips: "Ah, it's that guy. He really did exist."

"Rick, do you know him?"

“I never won against the god-like being who played chess with me a long time ago.”

"A divine species?"

Rick reached out and ruffled Shubi's long hair, excitedly saying, "That's right, God of Games! This time, with my wife and I working together, we're sure to beat him."

“Yes!” Hughie nodded vigorously.

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Virtual Reality World, City of Giant Trees.

Countless giant trees connect to form a sprawling city; this is a world unique to the Forest Spirits.

"My dear mother..."

On the top floor of the city, Sink Nielbaren gently stroked the sapling less than a meter tall in front of him, feeling its familiar rhythm. Tears streamed down his face. This sapling was none other than Kainas, the forest god who had been revitalized.

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The virtual reality world, the abyss.

A hearty laugh echoed through the sky as a dashing young man, wielding a golden spear, slaughtered his enemies—an endless army of demons surrounding him from all directions, monsters reveling in the carnage.

"More! I want more!" the battered and bruised boy shouted spiritedly.

Having lost his strongest divine essence, the reactivated God of War, Artes, is no longer invincible. Yet, his interest is even greater, for countless challenges from countless worlds await him to overcome.

"Your Majesty, when are you going to stop playing?" Jibril yawned boredly in the sky.

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The spacious room was simply furnished, with a sofa and a glass table for displaying fruit in the center.

Hall, resting his head on Yuki's lap, stared blankly at the ceiling, pondering as he asked, "Although I've created a perfect world, it always feels like something's missing."

"What?" Yuki asked, tilting her head in confusion.

Hall shrugged.

A young girl's clear voice rang out: "Haven't you become the One God? Still playing these little tricks? Let me be frank, what do you want?"

The figure of the suspicious god Fanlou appeared, yawning boredly.

Hall pondered, “Most intelligent races are satisfied with this world now, but this has also caused most people to lose their ambition. Being able to easily obtain everything means losing the motivation to move forward. Although this world is already perfect enough, if anything, it lacks vitality.”

Hall opened his palm, and a transparent cube appeared.

"Oh? This is the Star Cup. What do you want to do with it? Play a game with the Star Cup as a prize?"

Hall nodded and then shook his head: "This cannot be considered the true Star Grail. I am the first owner of the Star Grail, and you could say that I myself am the Star Grail now. This is a secondary product that I created, which can unconditionally grant wishes without changing the world framework I constructed."

The star cup shattered, transforming into seven transparent spheres that floated in the air, each containing a star symbolizing a number.

That's right, it's the Seven Dragons... Seven Star Pearls.

Yuki was very puzzled and couldn't understand Hall's intention.