I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

177 members – meaning zero people left. Regarding this result…

"I thought you guys were supposed to be smarter."

Hearing Rick say this, the 177 Ghosts all smiled wryly and said, "Hey, boss, don't make the wrong judgment from the very first step, or we'll have to worry about you later."

"Rick, do you think there are still any smart people left in this world at this point?"

"Crazy behavior? In this world, what could be crazier than this world?"

"The wise choose death in this world, the wiser choose not to be born..."

“The people here—those who have survived to this day—Rick, these are the people you chose.”

"Isn't that just a selection process for the best idiots?"

After a wry laugh, Rick also laughed.

Yes, that's exactly right.

Humans are stupid.

Because of foolishness, one can hone wisdom and intellect, so that one is not killed by foolishness.

It has survived to this day—even in this world where survival has no value, it has still survived.

People who have staked all their intellect, wisdom, and technology on this.

—If they are not noble fools, or respectable weaklings, then what are they?

"Born into this world without intention."

"To live a meaningless, humiliating existence."

"But to die meaningfully and gracefully—isn't that a good thing?"

"Is there any greater freedom than this, Chief?"

"To live to the end in style, our lives are in your hands, please, boss."

Rick lowered his head, as if he had been defeated by them from the bottom of his heart.

"You've all gone mad. How reliable! Well then—"

Rick finished speaking with genuine joy—and then opened the map.

Five years—no, this was even earlier—when humanity continuously updated its game boards in order to survive.

The game board, woven from countless bones, was right before the eyes of Rick, Shubi, and the traveler.

Rick began to explain the specific plan—

"Alright—let's start the game."

"Swearing an oath to his legacy!"

As usual, everyone answered, but Rick said, "...That phrase is forbidden. We are not swearing an oath to a legacy, but to the rules we have agreed to."

"To say it is to swear an oath of consent."

……

“My right arm… the Blaz Blue Spellbook, has the ability to convert all negative energy into my own power,” the traveler told Rick. “However, there is a limit to this.”

"But I have another ability..."

“The blessing of expansion,” the traveler said, “raises the upper limit of my abilities, so I call it breaking through the mold.”

"However, activating this blessing requires certain conditions, namely, energy sufficient to threaten my life..."

"The stronger the energy that threatens me, the stronger I will become—"

So don't underestimate humans!

The traveler clenched his right fist, "When the time comes, I will slay the gods, I will pierce the star's core—"

"Before that, I have something else for you."

There are a total of 178 golden beads. "These are very convenient. After using them, they can completely isolate you from the outside world's scent, aura, blood, and even the senses of elves."

"And this too, have the people going to the orcs take it—this emits a scent that will make the orcs sense danger, so bring it along." The traveler took out the cloth bag.

In their original plan, Rick and his group intended to consume the spirit remains and coat their bodies with them to shield themselves from the other's senses.

But the traveler simply enlarged his left hand and slapped Rick away.

Then he took these out.

“I said… no one will die.” The traveler looked at the world outside the cave. “I will end this tragic war… it will end.”

“Well then—” Rick looked at the world outside, a smile spreading across his face, “let the game begin—”

……

ten minutes later.

"..." The traveler stared at the cave ceiling with a speechless and helpless expression.

Hmm... Rick's proposal was really touching... haha...

It's just that it's a lifetime...

Well, never mind, I should get ready for myself now.

The traveler picked up the map.

He needs to go to that place to make arrangements first.

The most troublesome thing is only—

“Skywing species…” the traveler muttered.

……

The traveler stood in this place he had decided was the site of the final battle.

At this time, his Blaz Blue was still in a state of paralysis.

Even so, he still had to release the support equipment in advance.

If simply relying on "breaking the rules" isn't enough to penetrate a planet, then a few auxiliary devices will suffice.

Magic Amplification Device.

Contraction – Transformation.

The traveler's sole purpose is to slay a god; he wants the culprit who started this war to taste his power.

No…or rather, among the intelligence that the Traveler and Rick obtained, there were a few terrifying pieces of information.

"Marrow Explosion"—a terrifying bomb that detonates inactive spirits.

There are also "Void Zero Protection" and so on.

"What a hassle." The traveler glanced at the map, exhaled a puff of white breath, and prepared to continue to the next place.

"Oh my? Wandering around here—I've actually stumbled upon an unexpected treasure!"

Suddenly a voice came from above, and the traveler's pupils contracted as he turned around.

All that could be seen were hair reflecting light and amber eyes, wings woven from light, and the proof of the Skywing species—a geometric halo.

The traveler's pupils contracted sharply.

"The final individual of the Skywing species" - Jibril.

"Hello, monkey, are you out for a walk alone today?"

"..." The traveler's pupils only contracted briefly before returning to normal.

"What brings you here, Lord Skywing?" The traveler gripped the pistol he had brought with him this time at his waist.

He didn't want to do anything reckless.

He didn't want to use the pistol on his waist in this place—

That was one of the pinnacle technologies of a world, known as the Key of Destruction, one of the Divine Keys—

Heavenly Judgment.

Using it will come at a considerable cost.

So the traveler placed his hand on the hilt of the sword above the pistol handle.

"Huh? What a strange monkey! It can even speak our language." Jibril looked at the traveler. "Oh my gosh... and... I can even sense the presence of an elf?"

The traveler sensed the growing murderous intent and gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

That is the Divine Key that rivals the Heavenly Fire Judgment—the Key of Erosion, the Earthly Treasury Soul!

"A monkey that can use spirits, then such a head must be very rare~ It must be a head of a high level~ It must be at least [Rarity 4]!"

"Tch..." Seeing Jibril had already woven light into a sword, the traveler drew Jizo's Soul without hesitation, and also drew another heavy sword from his waist.

"Skywing, I consider your actions a declaration of war against me! Prepare yourself!" The traveler's golden eyes flashed, his left eye gleaming, and a complex geometric array appeared within it.

"Hey~ But that won't change the ending~"

When a traveler takes a step, the first thing is—

"Bang—" The soul of a huge warrior in black armor appeared behind the traveler.

"Let's cause a ruckus..." The traveler looked at the other party cautiously.

My abilities lean towards support, and while I can use Breakthrough, I don't have the Azure Grimoire (Blaz Blue)... so I can't use Breakthrough...

"Ugh, damn it..."

At that moment, a sudden surge of danger caused the traveler to lean back violently, and the black and red samurai spirit swung its blade horizontally—

However, the black samurai soul was cut in half with a single stroke. If the traveler hadn't quickly leaned back, his head would probably have flown off.

"Tch, you think I can't do anything to you?" Golden ripples spread around the traveler, and chains shot out, wrapping fiercely around Jibril—

But Jibril simply swung her body casually, dodging the chains before charging towards the traveler!

"Pfft-"

That was the sound of a blade cutting into flesh.