Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Marduk stared at the miraculously formed body of the giant god before him, the Star Guardian soldier Sephalus, who stubbornly stood in his way even with his arms shattered. His eyes were filled with disbelief and his anger was palpable.

As the song, filled with trembling and hope, drifted from the inconspicuous waves, Marduk vaguely saw one…two…ten…hundred…thousand streams of golden ethereal light converge towards Sefaru, flowing into her body and forming a delicate yet resilient support.

"The Most High Eternal Heaven thanks you for your grace in sending down the warriors of God."

Attila, the eagle of the steppe, our invincible king.

Your sword, the overwhelming dark spirit…

On the wrecked ark, the Huns, young and old, faced Attila together. Their king knelt and bowed, and the ritual they adopted was one of reverence for life.

They never saw the supreme God; the beautiful kingdom of heaven was ultimately just a mirage.

The light before them was their faith, their eternal heaven!

Today's Star Guardians are no longer cold weapons, but the new gods of the Huns!

A bunch of ants! Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting, disgusting!

Faced with this unpredictable and incomprehensible variable, Marduk angrily spread his arms, his boundless rage wishing he could immediately unleash it upon the wrecked ark and the collapsing World Tree.

"You think you can stop me? Get out of my way!"

no way!

Wilpa's remaining left arm gripped the seven-colored lightsaber horizontally, its star core ripped out. His already empty chest throbbed more violently than ever before.

No, I hate it when it all ends like this! I don't want to end up knowing nothing but the sword!

I want... I want to ride a horse and gallop across the grasslands like the wind...

I want to raise soft, fluffy sheep! One, two, no, a whole flock! To herd them across the pastures during the day, and to sleep cuddling them at night…

I want to eat what that person makes, and I also want to be able to make delicious food myself someday!

I want to know... I want to know what "love" is, what "beauty" is, and I want to wear a bride's dress and live a normal life! And the groom...

His gleaming eyes looked back, his gaze, filled with intense emotion, sweeping over his people on the ark and then over the miraculous light that shone on the deserted island.

"Why! Why! Why! Why are you all blocking my path! Unforgivable! Unforgivable!"

Marduk, who was being held back, was driven to near madness as he watched the light band on Avalon Island grow ever more intense.

The torrential downpour of light eventually tore Wilpa—no, it should be Attila—through countless holes, completely disintegrating the giant's body.

A slender, petite figure fell into the pale, void sea as the fragments crumbled.

"Cursed Layer - Black Heaven Cave!"

At the critical moment, a sharp cry suddenly rang out. Tamamo-no-Mae, with all nine tails moving, interlaced her fingers to cast a spell, freezing the falling petite figure in mid-air. At the same time, she stepped across the air, scooped up the tiny silver-haired loli with one hand, and pulled her into her arms.

My apprentice is none of your business to lecture me!

"court death!"

Marduk gave the order, and dozens of radiant swords pierced through the air, shooting towards Tamamo-no-Mae who had entered the forbidden area. The demon queen, who had nowhere to lean on, felt her hair stand on end.

"Build it, my towering skyscraper!"

Just then, a crimson curved greatsword plunged into the sea of ​​nothingness. The Rose Emperor, standing by the water's edge, leaned on the sword with one hand and raised the other, her smooth chin proudly tilted back.

Hmph! My excellent accompaniment is nothing to be trifled with by others!

hum!

In an instant, like a magnificent golden stage of a theatrical theater, it emerged from the water, cutting through the waves, and caught Tamamo-no-Mae, who was holding little Attila, steadily protecting her within it.

When Marduk violently broke through the hard shell, and when he crushed the two trembling figures inside, a fox tail turned into dust in his palm and drifted away in the wind.

Transformation technique! Damn it!

The white giant, having been repeatedly mocked, was almost driven mad by rage. Abandoning all fancy spells, he used his purest power to ride the waves and charge forward towards the World Tree and the lonely island on the Sea of ​​Nothingness!

Heretics, enemies, ants, gods—don't even try to struggle! You will all perish under my rule! May you all be condemned to eternal divine punishment!

The burning sky, the burning fist, draw ever closer.

Like a fiery giant, he vowed to burn everything and create new life from the ashes!

"If I attain unsurpassed Bodhi and become a fully enlightened being, the Buddha-land I reside in will be endowed with immeasurable and inconceivable merits and virtues, and there will be no hells, hungry ghosts, birds, beasts, or even the smallest insects."

May all sentient beings, including those in the realm of Yama and the three evil realms, be reborn in my Pure Land, receive my Dharma teachings, and attain Anuttara-samyak-sambodhi. May they never again fall into the evil realms. If this vow is fulfilled, I will become a Buddha. If this vow is not fulfilled, I will not attain unsurpassed enlightenment.

At that very moment, the chanting of Buddhist hymns arose, and the boundless starlight converged, forming a golden halo as radiant as a lotus flower, which tightly bound Marduk's body.

The white giant struggled desperately, yet found it difficult to break free, its astonishment evident in its expression. Its resentful gaze was fixed on a distant point in the east.

Meanwhile, beneath a lush Bodhi tree, a gentle and wise man, draped in a gauze robe, with ears reaching his shoulders, a fleshy topknot on his head, and his black hair tied up, sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands forming a lotus-shaped mudra. His deep eyes seemed to have seen the vastness of the universe, revealing his compassion for all living beings in this world.

A thought arises instantly, and the sounds of Buddhist chants and meditation begin.

"When I attain Buddhahood, may all sentient beings in the ten directions be born in my Pure Land, and may they all possess bodies of pure purple-gold, handsome and clean, and be of the same kind. If there are differences in appearance, some beautiful and some ugly, I will not attain perfect enlightenment."

When I attain Buddhahood, all sentient beings born in my land will be able to see and hear clearly their past lives, their good and evil deeds, accumulated over countless eons. They will know all the past, present, and future events in the ten directions. If this wish is not fulfilled, I will not attain perfect enlightenment.

When I attain Buddhahood, all sentient beings born in my land will attain the ability to know the minds of others. If any sentient being cannot fully understand the thoughts of sentient beings in hundreds of thousands of Buddha-lands, I will not attain perfect enlightenment.

When I attain Buddhahood, all sentient beings born in my land will attain supernatural powers and perfect perfections. In a single thought, they cannot traverse countless Buddha-lands, visiting and making offerings to all Buddhas. If I do not attain perfect enlightenment, I will not achieve Buddhahood.

When I attain Buddhahood, all sentient beings born in my land will be free from discrimination, their senses tranquil. If they do not decisively attain perfect enlightenment and realize Great Nirvana, I will not attain perfect enlightenment.

When I attain Buddhahood, my light will be immeasurable, illuminating the ten directions, surpassing all other Buddhas, and exceeding the brightness of the sun and moon by countless billions of times.

When I became a Buddha…

All beings suffer; one should thoroughly understand the true nature of reality.

Under the Bodhi tree, the forty-eight great vows recited by enlightened beings resounded throughout the world, fully demonstrating their compassion and care for all living beings.

On the pale, empty sea, golden light shone brightly, and dense Sanskrit characters converged into forty-eight small celestial wheels, each brimming with immense vows, resembling flower petals.

As the chanting grew clearer, a lotus-shaped halo covering the entire area, surrounded by forty-eight smaller celestial wheels, condensed above the head of the white giant god. The immense pressure, weighing billions of tons, caused this god from beyond the heavens to be trapped in a quagmire, unable to advance an inch.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The white colossus's star rings surged with power, instantly unleashing a thousand punches into one. Wherever its power passed, even the golden celestial wheel could not withstand its full force, and small pieces of the celestial wheel, like flower petals, crumbled and shattered.

At this moment, the figure sitting cross-legged under the Bodhi tree seemed to sense something and trembled violently. The golden body, which was close to the ultimate truth of heaven and earth and almost indestructible, began to show visible cracks as it was bombarded by the gods from beyond the heavens.

Even so, the enlightened one still sat cross-legged with head bowed, chanting without ceasing, using his resolute will to save sentient beings from suffering.

Meanwhile, in the Sea of ​​Nothingness, the spiritual particles that had been peeled off from the Star Vanguard Sephalu and the lotus-shaped golden halo flowed towards the isolated island like a thousand rivers entering the sea.

As the heavens and earth resonated, the great divine ages ignited with light like countless sparks. Countless gods, humans, and demons, amidst chanting sacred hymns, burned out like candle flames, transforming into the purest spiritual particles, flowing towards the ideal land that embodies all goodness and together builds the last glimmer of hope—Avalon!

The white giant, still trapped in the golden halo and unable to break free, felt a clenched heart and a strong sense of crisis gripping his mind.

"Go away!"

Marduk, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, roared furiously like a trapped beast.

Meanwhile, on Avalon Island, under the glow of countless stars, the murmuring echoed in Samael's ears.

"All things in this world, all destinies, are in your hands. They chose you. You are more qualified than me, more qualified than him, to rebuild this planet and become a god!"

Bathed in the light, the snake smiled faintly, unmoved, its eyes filled with indifference, gazing at the pale world, lost in solemn contemplation.

"Gods are not what I seek; my greatest strength lies solely in this sword!"

Immediately, Samael gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, raised the blade high, and spoke sternly.

"Declare: This battle is for survival!"

"---admit!"

Those who clung to life amidst the calamity responded in unison.

At the same time, on the sea of ​​nothingness, violent churning occurred. The spear anchored at the end of the world, its inscriptions shimmering, swiftly pierced the left shoulder of the white giant, the spearhead passing through his body and channeling the hatred and determination of this world into the body of this god from beyond the heavens, forming an invisible bond.

"This battle is a battle against those who are stronger than ourselves!"

"----admit!"

The warriors, who have fought tooth and nail for survival, place their hopes on this.

Immediately afterward, before Marduk could react, the second spear inscribed with the oath thrust out from another angle, sealing off the movement of Marduk's right hand.

"This battle is not a battle that deviates from the way of God and humanity!"

"----admit!"

The gods and humans, who traveled together, looked at each other and nodded.

"This battle is a battle to pursue the truth!"

"----admit!"

Standing within the World Tree, gazing upon the vibrant beings of the Pale Sea, they proclaim their existence.

"This battle is a battle of fairness!"

"----admit!"

Descending to earth as a star of despair, rising up in rebellion as a star of hope, each pouring out their all to decide their own destiny—that is fairness, the heroes cried out generously.

Puff puff puff!

Amidst the dull thud of blades piercing flesh, four more Storm Spears rose from the ground, weaving a cage to bind this god from beyond the heavens.

"This battle is a war to punish evil!"

"----admit!"

God's fall into demonic ways caused countless lives to perish, and the sufferers grit their teeth in hatred.

"This battle is a battle for the brave to fight side by side!"

"----admit!"

A true hero is not one who is strong and powerful, but one who has the indomitable will to rise up and resist in the face of calamity, and whose companions are everywhere.

"This battle is not one in which those who seek goodness wield their swords!"

"----admit!"

"This battle is not fought for personal gain!"

"----admit!"

"This battle is a battle of noble honor!"

"----admit!"

To preserve civilization and survive tribulations, the common desires of all beings are the lofty justice and the purest goodness of this world, a consensus reached between the noble and the humble.

In an instant, five more spears, drawn by the call, emerged and pierced into the body of the white giant.

"This battle is not a battle against the elves..."

On Avalon Island, Samael glanced at the center of the lake and murmured to himself.

"----admit!"

The fairies who poured their hearts and souls into forging this sword danced gracefully; though they were mischievous, they would ultimately be remembered by all.

puff!

The final spear, piercing horizontally, pinned Marduk down, like a giant cross of torture, sealing off the extraterrestrial being's space of movement.

The malice that was constantly being introduced into his body actually caused him to gradually develop an inseparable connection with this broken world.

Marduk stared at the Star Sword on Avalon Island, which absorbed the infinite light of the stars, and fear overwhelmed him. He struggled to break free, his face contorted as he roared wildly.

"Impossible! Impossible! I am perfect! Supreme! Omniscient and omnipotent! I am a god from beyond the heavens, and nothing on earth can threaten me!"

"Soon, you won't be anymore."

Samael remained calm, raised his hand to turn the last page of the Book of Destiny, and tapped it with his fingertips.

"The genealogy of Jesus Christ, the descendant of Abraham, the son of David."

I am the first, I am the last, I am the beginning, I am the end, I am infinite, I am possible!

I am a friend of Solomon, a root of David, and a bright morning star.

Behold, I am coming soon. My reward is with me, and I will repay each person according to their deeds.

Let the unrighteous remain unrighteous, the corrupt remain corrupt, the righteous remain righteous, and the holy remain holy.