I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

Cracks began to appear on the Enkidu, a mimicry of the heavenly locks. Otto knew something was wrong and turned to run.

However, all the mimicry Enkidu broke apart inch by inch, and the red and white figure suddenly rushed towards Otto.

“Faker is just Faker…” Gil’s dragon-like body blocked Otto’s path. “If that is my best friend’s Enkidu, then even in my current state, I cannot break free from it.”

Jill stared at Otto. "I'm not someone who doesn't understand the bigger picture. We're going to fight Azdakha tomorrow."

The divine artifact armor that had been transformed into his forbidden hand disappeared completely, and the light emanating from Gil slowly faded. He turned around and said, "We still need your power... I'll settle the score with you later."

Gilles glanced at Otto, a look that reminded Otto of his first Holy Grail War after his transmigration, when he summoned the King of Heroes at his peak; the King's eyes had looked just like that then.

Arrogant and overbearing.

Otto shrugged. "Okay, okay, that's settled then..."

“Tomorrow, the final blow will be yours,” Jill said. “I am a demigod and cannot kill him... All I can do is make him obediently accept the final blow from you.”

"All I can do is trust you."

"So you mean...!" Kevin thought of a possibility, stepped forward and grabbed Jill, his eyes sharp.

“Yes.” Jill turned around. “I will face Azdakha alone!”

“Are you crazy!” Keitel frowned. “You said it yourself, you’re a demigod! If your worldview has been imitated by Az Dakkaha’s simulated Cosmology, he’ll be even more powerful. How are you going to fight him? You’ve already used my resurrection ability once. If you resurrect again, repairing those symbiotic weapons with souls on your body will require more than just a few fragments of illusion!”

"But who among you can fight that monster?!"

Jill looked at Keitel, "Your magic system is no threat to that monster, Otto's raw strength is insufficient, Chenxi's magic system is similar to yours... and Kevin, wasn't the lesson from three years ago enough?"

“I have a way to prevent that guy from imitating and negating my abilities,” Jill said. “So, please, leave that guy to me—”

“…Ah, alright, alright, I really can’t do anything with you.” Otto was the first to set an example.

“But you must remember, you are not only the hope of the community, but also the hope of all the worlds… Don’t try to be strong.” Otto finished speaking and walked past Gil.

Keitel frowned, and finally patted Jill on the shoulder.

Kevin shrugged. "I'll take care of those clones for you."

Finally, Chenxi looked at Jill, his star-like eyes flickering, and said, "Leave the final blow to me."

Jill remained silent for a long time before nodding.

Chen Xi laughed, "Get some rest."

……

The next day, early morning.

In front of the throne room of the vampire castle, on the vast square, all the communities participating in the final trial against humanity have gathered.

At the center of each of these communities, a flag flies.

The sight of so many flags fluttering in the wind was truly spectacular.

At the very front of all these flags, six flags fluttered.

The ruling class of the Eastern District, the banner of the community to which White Demon resides—[Thousand Eyes].

The ruling class of the Southern District, the banner of Sarah's community—the [Dragon Horned Griffin].

The ruling class of the North District, the banner of the community to which Sandra belongs—[salamandra].

And, as powerful allies, there are the banners of the Halloween Queen, the Great Sage Dragon King of the Overturning Seas, and the Great Sage Roc King of Chaos, each possessing a combat power of four figures, though they are only individuals.

Jill watched the scene unfold before her silently, her eyes filled with a surge of intense emotion.

All the flags present, including these six, represent a community about to march onto the terrifying battlefield to confront the most terrifying demon king.

At this moment, each of these communities raised its flag, telling the world that they had participated in this battle that would determine the future of the sandbox garden.

As humanity faces its final trial, the most terrifying demon king, whom all communities present will confront, breaks free from its seal—

Only eight hours remain.

Chapter Eighteen: The Smoke of the Decisive Battle is Ignited!

Of all the communities here, only one has not raised its flag.

——【No name】.

As the key and main force in this battle, they lacked a community with a banner to promote their own name and boost the morale of their members.

but……

“Defeat that monster, and we can get the flag back…” Jill looked into the distance. “Leticia, are you excited?”

Standing beside him was a vampire girl dressed in a seemingly light maid outfit. She nodded to Jill, "That's true—"

A hand was placed on her head.

“We will take back our flag…I promise.” Jill’s eyes blazed with a fierce fighting spirit, as if a fire were burning within them.

Enkidu came to Gil's side and asked, "You'll win, won't you?"

Jill turned her head, revealing a confident smile. "That's only natural!"

On the platform below, the White Demon is making a declaration of war.

Jill understood too...

"We will win."

From below came a roar as powerful as a tidal wave.

A surge of morale instantly filled the area in front of the castle.

"The signal for the final battle... is about to be lit!"

……

I don't know when it started, but layers of dark clouds began to appear in the sky, blocking out the bright sunshine and revealing a sense of oppression.

In the dark, cloud-covered sky, an ancient castle slowly emerged from the clouds and continued to descend until it stopped after reaching a certain point.

Immediately, within the ancient castle, a large number of dark figures began to emerge, raining down like a dense shower of raindrops.

Azdakar, trapped in the sealed space, looked at the scene before him with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

The true form of that dark figure was a vast crowd of people, regardless of race.

Some of them landed on the ground and quickly lined up in an orderly fashion, almost like an army.

Some of them hovered in mid-air, riding on the backs of fire dragons, gazing down at the earth.

Not long after, before that space was sealed, a magnificent army suddenly took shape.

A figure slowly walked out towards the front.

blonde hair, red eyes, a slender figure, and wearing armor that didn't look very heavy.

Azdaqa naturally knew who the person in front of him was.

That was the one who sealed it away—or rather, the demigod.

With each step that figure took forward, its aura began to rise.

The figure stopped when it was still some distance from the seal.

The smiles on Azdaqah's three large heads grew increasingly sinister.

It is the Demon King.

Turning hope into despair for this group of people is exactly what the Demon King should do.

From the very beginning, it was a demon king that the entire human race had to do everything in its power to defeat!

And the person in front of me... does he seem to be going to take it all on by himself?!

"Hahahaha! This is so interesting! Let's give it a try, you demigod hero king!"

With a sound like shattering, cracks appeared in the spherical space that sealed the Demon King.

"Creak...creak...crack!"

As if it could no longer bear the weight, the spherical space emitted a dull thud.

Cracks appeared continuously on the spherical space, not breaking through the seal all at once, but striking the seal again and again, like scratching your heart.

The fear this scene evoked was even more terrifying than the direct "boom" that shattered the seal.

However, the entire coalition remained unshaken, and Jill, standing at the forefront, began to shimmer with a luminous white light.

Finally, the entire spherical space was covered with a dense network of cracks resembling a spider web.

"Boom!"

With that sound, the white alien broke free of its seal—

Jill, on the other hand, faced the monster head-on.

"Hero King of Demigods, you cannot defeat me, so why do you come to challenge me? Howling, screaming, and running away, that's how you should behave!" The Demon King of Absolute Evil spoke to Gil.

“Have you said enough?” Jill tilted her head and stretched. “I’m telling you, if I don’t stand up, they will—would you say the same thing to them?”

"Will it? Won't it? Does it make sense?" Jill asked three questions in a row, while an even more violent storm surged around her.

"Since I'm facing you head-on, it means I absolutely will not back down!"

The white light emanating from Jill suddenly burst forth, and at that moment, even his hair was dyed a snow-white color.

"Star Creator activated! Let everything rise from nothing, simulate Another Cosmology!"

As Gilles chanted, the pure white color completely dyed Gilles' armor a lustrous white.

This is the solution Jill came up with.

That is to put yourself into a state of creation or a state of destruction.

Neither the "creation factor" nor the "destruction factor" possesses a cosmological view.

Without a worldview, how can you imitate?

The simulated Cosmology can only be described as a manifestation of the power of the "creation factor" or the "destruction factor," not a cosmology, and therefore cannot be imitated by Avesta.

Can't the power of the blessings be neutralized? Then just multiply your own abilities to a sufficient level, and then combine them with the Crimson Dragon Emperor's gauntlets to ignore defense and launch a direct physical attack!