I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Everywhere you look is the color and radiance of gold, but none of this radiance can compare to the sight of the beast sitting on the golden throne, fast asleep with its eyes closed.

After some time, Reinhardt, who initially had short hair, has now become a man with long, blond hair.

The other person's face was sacred and majestic, and their hair, like the mane of a lion, was a beautiful golden color.

"Buzz!"

Just then, the golden hall suddenly trembled, and the dazzling golden hall before the eyes of countless spectators revealed its true form in an instant.

Countless souls transformed into bricks and tiles of the building, piling up here to form the entire Golden Palace.

The audience took a deep breath. Reinhardt’s magnificent and splendid architecture, regardless of its intrinsic authenticity, was always very attractive.

Because of the fluctuations that caused the Golden Hall to react, Reinhardt, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, moved his eyes, as if he was about to wake up.

"Oh dear, are you awake? Lord Beast."

Upon hearing the incredibly familiar voice, Reinhardt slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two figures walking towards him.

His imperial gaze was also golden, a radiant gold that surpassed the brilliance of creation itself, a blend of beauty and solemn grandeur—the very hue of the golden beast.

"Yes, just now two extremely rare and radiant souls fell into my universe."

A smile played on Reinhardt's lips as his golden eyes reflected the images of his two friends. He said with amusement, "..."

"The ripples caused by the souls made me shudder. Just like breathing, I have long lost count of how many millions of souls I have devoured, but this is the first time I have experienced this. Although I still have a sense of familiarity, perhaps... my capacity is nearing its limit? I can no longer accommodate any more souls."

Unfortunately, that's impossible.

In response to Reinhardt's seemingly casual question, Rezer glanced at the gold surrounding the hall, then chuckled wistfully and looked at Reinhardt, saying, "Your capacity is unfathomable. Even if you devoured all life on this planet, it wouldn't exceed your limits, nor would it satisfy you in the slightest. Just as you said, it's no different from breathing. Please don't make a joke out of a sneeze you accidentally sneezed."

The soul tremors caused by the two special souls earlier were just as Lei Zhe had said.

For Reinhardt, it was no different from sneezing, but the other party was saying that he was about to die. What else could it be but a joke?

"Sneeze? Heh heh heh heh... As sharp as ever, Gray."

Reinhardt was amused. Even though what Reizer said was true, he couldn't help but laugh because of his remaining common sense.

After all, what Lei Zhe said was indeed true. Rather than describing himself as being close to his limit, it was more like sneezing while breathing normally.

"I hope you, Beast Lord, have some self-awareness. However, the fact that it could make you sneeze and wake you up does prove that the soul that fell into your world before was extraordinary."

Even though he knew the situation and what had happened, Mercury Serpent, as a horror drama director, was undeniably a master of acting, smiling and feigning ignorance as he asked Reinhardt what had happened.

"Who knows? But at least they are on our side, that much is certain, that's all."

Reinhardt was already used to the appearance of the Mercury Serpent.

The other party is a con artist who mixes lies and truths in their speech. Whether you can find the truth in them depends on your own skills.

Therefore, Reinhardt didn't mind the other person interacting with him in this way.

However, Reinhardt still prefers chatting with Gray when it comes to the enjoyment of conversation.

"In other words, they were members of the SS."

“That’s right, after all, the spell to become war sacrifices was established on all of them from the very beginning.”

Reinhardt calmly nodded at the words of the Mercury Serpent, casually stating the truth about the SS being sacrifices of war, and then continued:

"They, along with those they killed on the battlefield, have all come under my command. I have no clue about the others, such as their unit names or battlefields, since the legions of the dead are still expanding at this moment."

In this respect, just as Reiji said before, Reinhardt's Legion of the Dead is filled with the momentum of wanting to devour all life on the entire planet.

However, that would be useless, and devouring everything would be meaningless. Reinhardt currently doesn't know if it's even possible to do so.

"But the two people I just mentioned are clearly no ordinary individuals, are they?"

Lei Zhe chuckled and focused on the matter of the two souls, after all, being able to awaken the sleeping golden lion was enough to demonstrate their extraordinary nature.

"Yes, their souls are of a quality that could take on an entire army single-handedly, making them worthy of being called heroes."

Reinhardt nodded. The Holy Lance Thirteen Knights were still missing one member, the seventh Libra.

The arrival of two such exceptional souls at this time perfectly aligns with the imminent completion of the Black Round Table.

"It seems the Beast Palace is also impatient. Let's begin the first military campaign to fill the last seat on the Black Round Table—the seventh seat of the Libra."

After saying this, Mercury Serpent smiled and nodded to Razer, then turned to leave.

Reinhardt raised an eyebrow and said:

"Where are you going, Carl?"

"Since I'm the last one, let's gather the other members to witness it together."

Lei Zhe glanced at the Mercury Serpent's retreating figure and shrugged.

"Indeed, after all, the Black Round Table is about to be officially established, and I think everyone should share and celebrate that moment together."

Mercury Serpent was right; the arrival of the last member should be witnessed by everyone.

This was a memorable cannon shot that heralded the start of the march toward the day of fury.

After the Mercury Serpent's figure disappeared into the shadows of the Golden Hall, Reiji smiled and looked at Reinhardt, offering a reminder:

"Come on, you're the one to fire the first shot at this opening ceremony, sing out the praises!"

"Ah, although I don't pay much attention to rituals, this moment should indeed be treated seriously and solemnly. So, let's begin."

Reinhardt smiled at Reiji's invitation, stood up from the golden throne with a light laugh, and walked down the steps, his body shimmering with golden spiritual light.

With each step he took, the golden spiritual energy on his body burned even more intensely, intensely, and brilliantly!

Death is a heavy burden, so he wanted to treat his love with seriousness.

Reinhard's golden eyes flashed with a chilling light. As he descended the steps, he opened his arms as if to embrace the whole world, and sacred, solemn incantations flowed from his mouth.

"[In the tomb of his son, there are all sorts of people, all sorts of locks (DieserMannwohnteindenGruften,undniemandkonnteihmkeinemehr)]"

"[All things are without a means of attachment (nichtsogarmiteinerKatte,binden)]"

"【That being, who shatters chains, destroys shackles, and cries out in madness, the Lord of the Grave (ErrisdieKattenauseinanderundbrachdieEisenaufseinenFusen)】"

As Reinhardt began to chant, the golden hall began to rumble and riot.

The golden bricks and tiles transformed into the original undead war slaves, which began to multiply and expand along with Reinhardt's actions.

What was originally just a golden palace could only be described as a palace-sized structure. However, as Reinhard began to unleash his majesty and military might, his 'city' began to take shape.

"【In this vast world, all things in nature possess no power to restrain that person (Niemandwarstarkgenug,umihnzuunterwerfen)】"

"[Therefore, the gods inquired: Who are you? (DannfragteihnJesus.WasistIhrName?)]"

To heal its emotional dullness and to break free from the shackles of knowledge, the golden beast resolves to devour everything and become everything.

They traveled solely in pursuit of what had not yet been destroyed.

"【This is a foolish question. Ignorant and ignorant. Since you do not know, I will answer it here (EsisteinedummeFrage.Ichantworte)】"

But this was far from enough; Reinhardt was still plagued by thirst.

Therefore, he strongly desires the appearance of a worthy opponent who can excite him, and hopes that a difficult challenge worth his all-out effort to overcome will arrive.

So devour, conquer, and ravage!

"【MeinNameistLegion】"

Until something that has not been destroyed is discovered, or until this body is destroyed.

"【Creating Briah――】"

That's right, simply because Reinhardt loved everything.

"【The Fifth Universe of the Supreme Heaven, the Crowned Saint Gold (Gladsheimr·GullinkambifünfteWeltall)】"

Above the Earth's battlefield, a golden dimensional rift opened, and a golden army of souls poured out like a flood.

The golden skeleton army began to coalesce into the shape of a city, and under Reinhardt's command, they formed a battle formation and established the Asura Demon City.

The enormous and magnificent golden demon city floated at the highest point of the sky, continuously drawing in the souls of those who had died on the battlefield below as it took shape.

However, Reinhardt had no time to deal with those barren, miscellaneous souls.

Although he loves everything, now is the time to celebrate the new hero joining his legion.

Therefore, in the blink of an eye, Reinhardt created a place within the Golden Demon City that resembled the Roman Colosseum.

And this is the place where the strongest heroes are welcomed and selected.

Aside from the two souls that caught Reinhardt's attention, countless other powerful souls, still retaining their own will and perceptions, began to pour continuously from the Golden Soul Sea into the arena preparation space.

According to Karl and Gray, just like raising Gu worms, this kind of pure slaughter is the ritual that can best select the strongest soul.

At this moment, Reinhardt's expedition was devoid of any distractions; he was single-mindedly pursuing, like a child, that instant of reaching the highest heavens.

P.S.: Please vote and recommend! The plot is at a low point, so please save this chapter for later. I think I should write about the battle between Fujii Ren's past life and the Black Knight. If you don't like this part, please save it for now...

Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Black Knight Who Lived His Life to the Fullest Did Not Yearn for Rebirth

The call to arms for the Thirteen Knights of the Holy Lance was immediately disseminated by Mercury Serpent.

All those now officially recognized as members of the Black Round Table are heading towards Weilberg, the place where Heydrich rests.

Fort Weilville was originally created by Himmler as a temple for the supreme leader of the SS, modeled after King Arthur, and used as a sanctuary for the SS's metaphysical beliefs.

Wievillesburg served as the heart of the SS and a holy site for elite knights, and it was also where the legendary "Holy Grail Party" was built.

And now, this is where the Thirteen Knights of the Holy Lance gather.

"WirsinddasHeervomHakenkreuz....."

On the way to Wievillesburg, a petite figure with dark red hair, dressed in a strange military uniform, hopped along while singing the anthem of German socialism.

Now, the witch, who has transformed into a young girl through magic, is not in a hurry after receiving the summons. She moves cheerfully and leisurely towards her destination.

Suddenly, the witch, who was singing as she walked, seemed to spot a figure ahead that caught her eye.

"Huh, Bey?"

After a moment of surprise, a smile appeared on his face. Confirming that the figure's aura was correct, he immediately jogged over and greeted the person:

"Isn't this Bey? Long time no see~~~"

"Huh? Where did you come from, you little brat!?"