Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"As you can see, I am now 'Satan'."

As the voice faded, the illusory sea of ​​blood responded, as if calling out to itself, and through a magic trick manifested by terrifying power, multiplied the lightning strikes emanating from the tip of the spear it held into thousands of layers.

"Do you perhaps wish to see God and have Him stop the Book of Revelation? You need not worry about that; the gates of the Kingdom of Heaven are always open for you."

"What will happen if I go in?"

"Nature will cleanse you of your evil and wash away all things on the earth, thus welcoming you to ascend to that one."

As a result, with just a single punch, Moses shattered the thousand layers of lightning into dust. It wasn't just a matter of destruction; the surrounding space also crumbled and vanished without a trace. This was the same punch that Moses used to open up the sea with the power of God.

The man's magic circuit, which is circulated by the magic power of the emerging beast, is capable of instantly destroying an area with multiple lightning strikes. Even though it is deflected and destroyed by a fist with divine power, the debris is still scattered in all directions, followed by a series of small earthquakes.

Armageddon was completely transformed into an open platform by this attack. In the next instant, a vast ocean seemed to spread out from the void, even more terrifying than the torrential rain summoned by Leviathan. The thunderous storm mixed with the raging waterfall violently rushed towards Novia above.

Then the floodwaters engulfed Novia, and in the depths of the sea that rose out of nowhere, his entire body began to be churned, as the currents relentlessly assaulted his body.

Immediately following was the sound that kept emanating for some unknown reason—from Minamoto himself.

The water itself emitted a sound like a mournful cry, and a blood-red color was covered from the bottom, at a speed so fast it was repulsive. The blue surface of the sea was literally covered in blood red.

The abyss, which resembled the concept of the Great Flood of the past, was swallowed up by the Crimson Sea in less than a few dozen seconds, and thus became part of the yet-to-be-born beast.

Noah's attack was thwarted, or even swallowed up.

Then came the fight between Novia and Moses. Both of them were wielding Jacob's hands and feet. This was an ancient fighting technique passed down from Jacob and Moses to Martha and then to Novia. Both of them had reached a level of perfection, and it could be said that even an archangel would be defeated by them.

The two men's arm strength was supported by terrifying magic, while the other could be described as using divine power. Every time they punched each other, they left observable traces in the atmosphere, and it even felt like they were forcibly subduing natural phenomena. Their speed was like a meteor shower.

"Without entering the gates of heaven, you will never be able to see God. It is not in the visible world, nor is it the so-called distant place. Rather, it is a mysterious place in the universe where spacetime gaps are integrated, separated by planets. Even if you use certain means to observe imaginary space, you cannot truly reach the other side where God is."

Imaginary space is the inner side of the world, an imaginary space containing all possibilities, a realm that existing physical laws cannot observe.

"In other words, although Revelation did not happen in the order it was supposed to happen, you will still ascend it eventually."

"...So what exactly are you here for?"

"I just hope you can accept the outcome."

Moses answered Novia's words directly, his expression sincere.

"result?"

“Yes.” Moses nodded and continued, “Even if you defeat us now, you probably won’t have much strength left to face the angels who come after you.”

"..." Novia fell silent, the wrinkles and scars that had appeared between her brows over the past few days merging together, making them seem incredibly deep. "Ah, is that so? I won't die no matter what, that's wonderful..."

His profile now looks like that of a child encountering a problem they can't solve for the first time.

"But this was all caused by me, so shouldn't I be the one to bear the consequences? Isn't that just the way it is?"

In that instant, the earth trembled, the sky tore apart, countless bolts of lightning surged from the clouds, and thunder erupted from the other end of the mysterious reappearance.

"...I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, my Rome, I've been watching you all along."

The thunder belonging to the supreme god-king descended from the sky.

It enveloped the three of them.

A power unlike anything prophesied in the Book of Revelation enveloped everything, freezing time and space completely. In this almost solidified moment, a man in dim golden armor slowly emerged from the lightning descending from the sky. Moses slowly raised his head to look at the man, his smile unchanged.

"The only human to vanish in the lightning and reach the highest godhood, Romulus Quirinus, the supreme god of Rome... Ah, I see, I see. So the vice-ruler was hindered by you alone."

"No! For that kind of Rome, it is not me, but Mars, Jupiter, and me, and countless Romes!"

The fact that Romulus's golden armor was no longer radiant with divine light and was riddled with tatters showed how arduous his previous battle had been.

"You don't need to do this. You should be with us..."

“Alas, you who have the heart of the world, my Rome bears the torment of sin and evil, and the cruelty that my small body bears is something I must never let my Rome suffer.”

Romulus did not get angry or make any threats; he simply spoke solemnly and earnestly.

Seeing this, Noah couldn't help but sigh. After all, God didn't destroy the evil humans who appeared on his own territory, but instead chose to protect them. This was probably the only case on this planet.

"Thank you for your help, Romulus Quirinus..."

Novia raised his eyes, feeling somewhat dazed, as the immense despair, pain, and cries of agony he had felt from the sea of ​​blood connected to the beast continued to echo in his ears.

Romulus reached out and patted Novia on the shoulder: "I came here because of you, and I thank you for persevering until now, Rome!"

"O Rome, small yet great, let me pave the path to your dreams." A radiant light appeared between Romulus's hands, illuminating his smile: "Born of us, Rome! Children who bear witness to human love and emotion, who witness the endless weaving of romance! Fight, win, and live—"

This slightly hoarse voice echoed between heaven and earth, gradually rising higher and higher until it finally crushed all the noise brought by the Book of Revelation, as if transforming into a vast and resounding tremor of heaven and earth. What then appeared in the world was like a sea of ​​light, a stairway to a land of burgeoning imagination that could not be exchanged for anything.

Those are the traces written by beings who, as human beings, take root in the earth and wield godlike power; the legends of humanity forged by those who break away from the old era and weave new tales.

“Novia, you are also the Rome I have always loved. Go, go to that otherworld that everyone yearns for. I am a friend of those who seek to expand the world, and that is why I have come. Moreover, we, Rome in heaven, have already recognized you! All because—” Romulus opened his arms and laughed loudly, “All roads lead to Rome!”

This divine blessing, which was extremely rare and unheard of even in the age of gods, now appeared like a torrential rain from the lightning beside Romulus, eventually converging in one person's hand.

From the thunder of Romulus, then the light of Jupiter, the war of Mars, the flames of Vesta...

At this moment, in Moses' view, the crown on Novia's head was already so densely filled with authority and names that it was almost overflowing...

It was as if, at this moment, the whole of Rome revolved around this place, and the radiance of countless gods converged upon one person.

He caused the beastly magic within him to circulate, radiate, and spread, enveloping everything. Solemn yet violent flames appeared on the sword and spear he held, and the divine aura and the beastly magic intertwined like a spiral.

"These gods, all because of Romulus, chose to exhaust all their divine power and all their abilities, at the cost of never being able to influence the world again, in a farewell...?"

Noah murmured to himself, realizing that Novia had made a decision that could be described as falling from grace when they moved to close combat earlier. But even so, Novia was still his child. It didn't matter whether Novia would ascend to the Spirit Realm or not, but simply from the perspective of a human.

This child... no, this is what this person truly pursues. Thinking about it now, it really evokes mixed feelings.

"Emperor Taizu, don't you plan to do anything?"

“I don’t mind sacrifices. After all, battles require calmness and clarity. He was too impulsive.” Noah looked up expressionlessly at a bright, shining star rising in the sky. “…But thanks anyway, Moses, for not opening the gates of Hell immediately.”

"Regardless, I still want to pray for happiness for all people, but it should only last for an hour. After all, this shouldn't be under my control. It's just that the people who should have come didn't, so I took over for a while. Emperor Taizu, you also took over the position of vice-ruler, didn't you...?"

Moses looked up,

"He should have ascended, but chose a different, unpredictable outcome... He's very similar to that one in the east, the one who abandoned the Wheel-Turning King. Speaking of which, that staff he carried looked like a sword—"

Moses paused for a moment, as if remembering something, and chuckled softly: "It's exactly the same, so it can be considered a gift."

"...The essence of knowledge, and the Zohar brilliance, go."

Because he had made up his mind, Noah gently waved and calmly watched the crimson shadow, which was speeding endlessly across the Sea of ​​Light without the need for a key, heading towards the other side.

Regardless of the outcome of his child's decision, as the founding emperor, he should at least offer his humble blessings.

071: The Stars Remain (Volume End) (7k)

After crossing the sea of ​​light that Romulus summoned at the cost of his own life, and after traversing a darkness as vast as the universe, a world of boundless brilliance and a vortex as the center of all things, a completely new world unfolds before Novia.

The world was filled with blue, stretching to an unknown distance, a dreamlike world. Everywhere you looked, there was true ether comparable to the breath of stars. With each step you took, a ripple would spread out from under your feet, a small circle that disappeared without hindrance, yet ethereal and illusory.

Then, countless tiny lights gradually rose into the sky, and then, a pair of infinitely deep and brilliant golden eyes appeared not far in front of Novia—

Suddenly, a sound appeared—no, a "vibration" that shook planets and even the universe.

“Listen up, you!”

The commanding "voice" emanated from the front, and it was none other than God, the absolute voice of God.

"Why do you rely on Satan's power? It's not yours to use; discard it."

Just being looked down upon by those sharp, moist golden eyes and hearing those words was enough to instantly paralyze even Novia, who held all the power of the Roman pantheon.

And this is merely a small part of this god, a drop in the ocean, a slight manifestation of his immense power.

“No, I am ‘Satan’.” Novia slowly opened her hands, grasping the hilts of her sword and spear, and calmly declared to God, “And also ‘Lucifer’.”

“Voluntarily disguising yourself as Satan, taking the place of her sins and evil, Michael... It’s fine that you allowed those guys who stole my mercy to appear in their true form, but you actually used their power to come here and defile this place, which is simply unforgivable.”

As the words fell, the supreme throne instantly appeared, and sitting on it was a person with blond hair who had only an outline and no facial features. He looked as if he was sitting on the throne in a melancholy and languid manner, resting his cheek on his hand in boredom.

"But it doesn't matter, well, alright, I forgive you, I forgive you no matter how many times, I forgive you for everything, because I am very forgiving, I love everything, and besides, you still want to climb up. Since you want to be Satan so much, I'll give you a name, let's call you Satan Ye."

"If you love everything, why initiate the Book of Revelation?"

"Why be so foolish? This is a necessary purification. Otherwise, human desires will destroy themselves, destroy planets, and the planets' cries will echo throughout the universe, and humanity will perish as well."

The emotionless words were God's declaration, the one praised on that planet, the most powerful and omnipotent god in all of history, past, present, and future, capable of destroying all things in the universe and returning everything to dust—this was the god's decision.

His views are always consistent and reasonable.

However, this decision is wrong, and someone needs to start over.

In this rift that may or may not be the universe, humanity and the omnipotent god gaze at each other.

Yahweh's idea was "to constantly cleanse human desires and prevent the coming of the final Steel Earth," Novia concluded.

So, should we fight with blood on our hands, or ascend the throne hand in hand?

Novia questioned in her heart whether it was right or wrong.

The future of humanity in this world is only the end, and creating the possibility for the continuation of humanity is exactly what this most powerful god desires.

In His view, the future of mankind is neither hopeful nor possible.

"Those who forget their desires can only perish; this is the essence of life, the means by which living beings truly survive."

Novia rejects this future.

But God also holds that view.

"A stagnant future is indeed worthless, even if it is just a foolish halt, it is still a future in which humanity can survive, and that cannot be denied."

"You only acknowledge this future?"

"No, just like you, I don't agree with it, but I don't hate it either; I just don't want to accept it."

"...I see. But what you're saying is too far removed from my reality, and besides, that's not why I'm here now."

The man, sticking to his own opinion, accepted his premonition of defeat as he gripped his sword and gun.

Whether it is the past or the future, the only thing that can be said to be real in terms of time and space is the present. The past is mixed with thoughts, and the future is infused with hopes.

therefore--

"I will not allow you to kill her and trigger the apocalypse."

The final battle, not recorded in Revelation, begins with words of farewell that draw back the curtain on war.

"Yahweh, on this planet, the age of the gods is long gone."

“I love everything, and naturally I love you too. I will fight with the same power as you, and under the same rules.”

In God's right hand, a power beyond the control of anyone in the world was gathered. He did not rise from his throne, but instead rested his cheek in his left hand, revealing a gentle smile. Just this, the world itself reacted before anything else, and a blue explosion of light was generated in an instant, enough to cause a massive tsunami on Earth.

The power of the concept encompassing heaven, earth, and the world was about to materialize and appear. In the midst of the scene that almost shattered the stars before his eyes, Novia, who had instantly lost the authority and power of the entire Roman pantheon, heard the next words of the god in calmness.

"In any case, you will ascend to the position of the Spirit."

Next, for Albion, whose soul is in the 'gun', looking at the terrifying scene before her and facing the storm that is leading the world to its end, she, as the strongest, has a question that she "should not think about"—"Is this... the one and only God...?"

Yahweh's hands, shrouded in brilliant flames, merely flicked towards Novia's neck, tracing a straight line.

Its speed was unmatched by itself or any other creature on earth; it was a power far more terrifying than anything seen before.

Therefore, even though Novia was prepared, she still couldn't react to the terrifying speed. Instinctively, she raised her cane, which crisscrossed in the air, forming a net to block the way.

"So Jesus has already come to you. That's normal, after all, you are the only spirit I can't see the direction you're heading."

His casual remark suddenly reminded Novia, who was in a predicament, that since they were under the same rules, could he use the 'God's refutation' to weaken the argument to some extent? Without time to think it through, he blurted out:

"Can you create a stone that you can't move?"

"Your question is contradictory in itself, but it's quite interesting. Yes, yes, it certainly weakens me to some extent under these circumstances, but—" Yahweh paused, "So what? What is the point of simply increasing or decreasing power if it is unique for the sake of uniqueness?"

The power emanating from Yahweh was a power that Albion believed would make even the supreme god-kings of other pantheons tremble. It was a power that Albion, as a pure-blooded dragon, could neither comprehend nor fathom. It was a power from beyond the planet, and it was impossible not only to resist this power but also to comprehend it.

Struggling to maintain her fragile rationality, Albion gritted her teeth as she pondered. Her mind was reeling, her language and vision were failing, and perhaps this was the power of God.

"Then let's try it!"

In that instant, the magic flowing in from all directions transformed into immense energy within Novia's body, giving his attack an explosive, temporary boost. Like a roaring pillar of magical light, it charged at high speed, aiming to shatter the god seated on his throne, who raised his left hand.

The two collided, followed by an overwhelming burst of light, the energy of which was so great that it was almost like Ragnarok.

But──