Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Samael slammed his fist on the table, and with a thunderous roar, he suddenly stood up, a look of murderous intent and ferocity appearing on his face.

"We are their doom!"

Wow!

Upon hearing this, the people attending the meeting inside the temple were filled with excitement. They all stood up from their seats, pounded their right fists on their chests, and sang a song that shook the heavens to the heavens to their god and their king.

"Where your sword points, there lies our will!"

The meeting then adjourned, and the heroes from each unit left the main hall to return to their posts, actively preparing for battle and awaiting the arrival of the duel.

After the initial meeting concluded, the ancient serpent exchanged glances with the various figures and nodded in acknowledgment.

The Roman Emperor Nero and his secretary Tamamo-no-Mae, Skadi, the goddess of winter in Norse mythology, and Scáthach, the queen of the Land of Shadows, Medusa, the goddess of vengeance representing the Greek reinforcements, Medea, the sorceress queen, Leonidas, the Spartan king from the old Thermopylae forces, Kukulkan, the feathered serpent god, and the leopard man, eight people in total, gathered here in a tacit manner to conduct a higher-level secret meeting.

After the barrier was activated, Samael activated the three-dimensional sand table created by Medea and announced the information about the Roman legions crossing the Land of Nothingness and launching a surprise attack on the Persian capital to everyone in the form of a dynamic projection.

"Tonight, the Roman legions will be able to cross the mountains and arrive in the Persian capital silently. If all goes well, the Persian Pantheon will be history by tomorrow at the latest! Once the raid is successful, the power of the Persian gods will be weakened to its lowest point, and that will be the best time for us to launch our offensive!"

"So, you were waiting for this final move..."

Quetzalcoatl circled the miniature world map on the sand table, studying it carefully for a moment. His eyes shone with approval as he murmured to himself.

"What if you're wrong, meow? That glowing thing is still in Persia. Wouldn't it be very dangerous for anyone who ventures deeper into this place?"

The leopard-man who had previously inadvertently rendered meritorious service, seeing that the iron fist of justice had not yet landed on his leopard skin, began to jump around again, asking questions out of curiosity.

The glowing fellow she was referring to was none other than Marduk, who had fought against the crowd in Mesopotamia.

The leopard, who usually forgets everything but the good times, was deeply impressed by this fellow.

“I am not certain whether Marduk is still hiding in the Persian Pantheon, but nothing is ever 100% certain. Even with a 70% chance, it’s worth taking the risk. With Cornunos, the horned god, around, even in the worst-case scenario, the Roman legion won’t be completely wiped out. It’s worth the risk. On the contrary, if I were 100% certain, I would suspect it’s a trap and be even more careful.”

Samael pondered calmly, his tone even, and the others nodded in agreement, as if they had understood something.

Especially those who had direct contact with that God, such as Quetzalcoatl, Anna, and Leonidas, couldn't agree more.

"Unfortunately, the fact that those three Indian gods joined the Persian camp was quite unexpected. Rama and Karna are both rather stubborn, and it's practically impossible to sway them in just two days. So we have to spare some manpower to deal with them, otherwise we would have a better hand."

Immediately, Samael picked up three golden chess pieces from the Tanbei Canyon on the sand table, frowned and shook his head, looking rather helpless.

"When the three of them went to the battlefield, I thought they were going to be buried here with our friends at Thermopylae. Luckily, you arrived in time."

Leonidas recalled the perilous experience with deep emotion.

"It was quite fortunate that we were able to cross the Sea of ​​Chaos from Maya and successfully reach Greece. We had already gotten lost because the leopard made a mistake in navigation. If it weren't for some kind of guidance in the dark, we don't know how long we would have been adrift on the sea."

Quetzalcoatl glared at the leopard-man beside him, also feeling somewhat wistful.

"Wait, you were able to reach Greece because you felt some kind of calling from this land?"

Tamamo-no-Mae's expression froze, her face turning strange.

Is it...

Everyone turned to look at the visitor from a foreign land, and suddenly realized something.

"Me too!"

Before Tamamo-no-Mae could speak, Scáthach couldn't help but recall the certain tremor she had sensed from Mount Ares that day, and solemnly raised her hand.

Chapter 184 The Secret Hidden in the Starry Sea

"And I……"

Anna frowned and pondered for a moment, then stepped out of the line and slowly raised her hand.

Samael's eyelids twitched. He looked around, his pupils contracting sharply. The jumbled thoughts and intricate clues in his mind gradually pieced together an invisible network.

Kukulkan and the Leopard Man, from the Maya, were the supreme gods of two sun ages in the Americas;

Skadi, the Bride of the Gods, and Holo, the giant wolf, who came from the Norse reinforcements, are key to guiding Ragnarok.

Queen Scáthach of the Land of Shadows and Cornunos, the Horned God, are representatives of the Irish and Celtic epics and deities.

Tamamo-no-Mae, who committed crimes across China and Japan, is involved in both the transition between royal and divine power in China and the Japanese goddess Amaterasu.

Mithras and Phrixus, the chief gods who appeared in Persia, are both crucial components of the Persian pantheon.

Ramses II and Pharaoh Nitocris of Egypt represented the powers of Ra, the sun god, and Horus, the sky god, respectively.

Karna, Rama, and Ganesha, who came from India, are respectively Brahma's grandson who inherited Brahma's power, Vishnu's incarnation, and Shiva's daughter. They are all closely related to the three Hindu gods.

Romulus, the Roman god, Attila the Hun, and the Jewish God hidden behind the scenes, need no further explanation.

In the Greek pantheon, he and Medusa are present. As the first Chronos, he undoubtedly represents the Greek gods.

Finally, in the Mesopotamian pantheon, the mother goddess Tiamat, the sky goddess Ishtar, and the underworld goddess Ereshkigal all reside in the Star Sea…

Therefore, all the pantheons related to the birth of civilizations on this planet are being drawn into the Battle of Thermopylae, whether actively or passively!

Clearly, according to the 'guidance' spoken by Quetzalcoatl, this is definitely not a coincidence. It seems that some kind of mysterious force is prompting the gods of the various source streams to gather here!

Thinking of this, the ancient serpent's expression turned solemn, and a terrifying thought instantly formed in its mind.

Could it be... Ragnarok?!

This thing is really coming! And it's not just targeting the Norse gods; this catastrophe will wipe out all the gods on Earth?

Such an astonishing answer surfaced in Samael's mind. The joy he had felt at the prospect of victory instantly froze on his face, turning into a deep gloom.

After much hesitation, the ancient serpent finally informed everyone present of its findings.

"As expected, what was bound to happen will eventually happen..."

Kukulkan frowned, sighed softly, and then opened his palm. The miniature solar calendar stone was filled with ether, its light flickering.

"Previously, based on the predictions of the Solar Calendar Stone, I vaguely sensed that you had broken through the shackles of fate of the Fourth Sun Age and successfully resolved the apocalyptic impact from the stars and Atlantis. However, I still felt a little uneasy, so I came to this place of origin with Leopard to take a look."

Now it seems that perhaps the calamity was not resolved, but merely postponed…

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions grew even more grim.

Ragnarok in Norse mythology, the devastating plague in Athens, the Last Judgment for Jews, the destruction and rebirth of the Mayan world in the Solar Age, the end of the 30 million-year war of light and darkness as described by the Persians...

If one prophecy is a coincidence or alarmism, what about a group of prophecies?

For some reason, Samael felt a vague unease, a strange palpitation lingering in his heart.

Just as the ancient serpent was feeling depressed, a fair and powerful hand, with a swift and decisive manner, patted his shoulder. Scáthach spun her magic spear, a proud smile playing on her lips.

"Calamity or a powerful enemy, let them come, let's fight! The stronger the enemy, the more I look forward to it, what's there to worry about! So, stop looking like you're about to cry, that's not like you!"

"Hmph, my husband, King of Jotunheim, when have you become so cowardly? Until the moment you tremble, freeze, and are shattered to pieces, I will stay by your side and never allow you to give up!"

Skadi's tone remained arrogant, but her gaze was incredibly serious.

"Haha, you're right. Whatever it is, if they want it, let them have the ability to take it!"

Leonidas tapped his shield lightly, put his arm around Samael's neck, and laughed heartily.

"While fate brings suffering, it also gives interesting gifts. Speaking of which, I am quite grateful for this disaster, otherwise, I don't know when I would have been able to see you again."

"Don't underestimate the leopard! I also helped with crossing the Chaos Sea!"

"You have the nerve to say that? You even got the direction wrong, causing us to drift at sea for an extra six months!"

"The direction isn't what your calendar stone points to, Kukul..."

"boom!"

Meanwhile, the feathered serpent god and the leopard man, these two sworn enemies, barely exchanged a few words before the unfortunate leopard was punched away again.

Meanwhile, Medea's loving and adoring gaze, Nero's playful support for his teacher, and Tamamo-no-Mae's shy revisiting of their elopement and hot spring trip all expressed their unspoken support for Samael in their own ways.

At that moment, a soft little hand grasped Samael's fingers, and the warmth it conveyed gradually soothed the anxiety that arose in his heart.

"Samael, this is not your responsibility alone. You don't have to bear it all by yourself. We are with you no matter what!"

Anna lifted her small face, stood on tiptoe, and hugged Samael into her arms, whispering comforting words in her ear.

Samael snapped out of his daze, his eyes sweeping over the faces that were smiling or scolding, yet all revealing concern. The gloom that had been weighing on his heart gradually dissipated, and a smile bloomed on his face, his fighting spirit soaring.

From his initial solitary journey into this world, through a long and arduous path, looking back, he finds himself surrounded by thousands upon thousands of companions.

The end of the world, Ragnarok.

The desire to survive is not his war alone, but the will of a group of people!

However, he has been recognized and saved by many, and he will surely stand here for many! Let's start from the beginning!

The ancient serpent pondered for a moment, then looked at Anna solemnly with a serious expression.

"Anna, can you remember what Mother Goddess and the others were doing in the Star Sea?"

The omen of Ragnarok was first proposed by Anna, along with Kukulkan, the leopard man, Scáthach, and Tamamo-no-Mae, all of whom were called upon by this land.

Clearly, some kind of secret is hidden below.

At this moment, the goddess's juvenile form frowned, recalled for a long time, and murmured something.

"My memory is hazy. I only vaguely remember that the reason the Mother Goddess and the others infiltrated the Inner Sea of ​​Stars was to prepare something for you in preparation for the upcoming Ragnarok..."

"for me?"

"Yes, it's very important, but just in case, the relevant information in my mind has been filtered out. Perhaps only when Mother Goddess and the others return will all the answers be revealed."

Anna nodded seriously, but also with a hint of helplessness.

Something prepared for me? What could it be? Could it be...?

Seeing Anna speak with such conviction, Samael couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity. He kept comparing the relevant information with his own thoughts, and his originally depressed state of mind became more and more stable.

"By the way, where's Attila? Why didn't you bring her along?"

After a moment's thought, Samael turned to look at Nero and Tamamo-no-Mae, seemingly asking casually.

"Oh, ever since she arrived at Thermopylae, she seems to have become very interested in the Sea of ​​Oceanus. Lately, she's been going up the mountain a lot, and she just sits there all day long..."

Nero blinked and answered instinctively.

Want to see the sea...?

Samael's eyes flickered, and he murmured to himself. After entrusting the task of preparing for battle to everyone, he turned and walked out of the hall.

The swirling shadows quickly merged into the darkness of twilight.

Chapter 185 A Burning World, A Pale Giant

As dusk deepened, a solitary figure, cradling a golden sheep doll, sat alone in the cold wind, gazing silently into the distance from the summit of Wenquanguan Mountain.

Their crimson eyes were like beautiful gems, or like a planet burning bright red.

In a daze, those silent pupils looked out as if they had taken in the vastness of the universe, and in the deep darkness, everything seemed to be trapped in eternal loneliness.

Until, a blue planet came into view...

A meteor fell from the dawn sky, a streak of light piercing the dark river of the heavens.

In the friction with the air, the boiling, rich ether bursts forth with a dazzling light in the night.

Countless lives look up in awe.

Looking up at that distant broom star, galloping across the sky.

The view from the planets looking up at the sky is like a still frame of an oil painting, frozen in time.

Life, gazing upon such a breathtaking scene, mistakenly believes this moment to be the eternity of the universe, marveling at the teardrop-like shooting star, which evokes such profound emotion.

However, those insignificant and humble beings were unaware that those were fragments of a star that were about to end their world.

next moment.

A white terror, stretching across the heavens and earth, came from the chaotic sea and finally reached the shore.

The ground is burning.

The world is burning.

Everything that could be called "civilized" was trampled and destroyed.

An being with intellect is not even allowed to be subordinate.

Countless specks of phosphorus dust were scattered from the white giant, and the contaminated animals suffered terribly, their bodies becoming deformed and enormous, eventually collapsing and perishing in the continuous destruction and venting.