I'll kill you after I finish this game!

The others were completely unaware of this fact, so they naturally avoided death during the battle.

Of course, Rhodes and Michelle, who were in the midst of the battle, did not want to die for no reason.

However, their understanding of death differed from that of others, and the degree of their understanding also differed.

Compared to Rhodes and Michelle, the others' understanding of death was worlds apart.

They fight against others who are clearly dead but mistakenly believe they are still alive.

The two men, who knew they were already dead but could still move, had no chance of losing here, and they absolutely could not lose to them.

At the very top of the golden demon castle, on the observation platform overlooking the entire battlefield, the members of the Black Round Table were also shocked by the unreal war before them.

"What's going on."

"It's a fighting arena, no, it should be called a battleground, this is truly..."

In a normal battlefield, they wouldn't be surprised at all, but what they saw before them was an army of demons, a war in which demons were fighting each other.

The souls of the dead were boiling like water, and their mutual slaughter was crashing against each other like a tsunami.

However, seeing such a scene inside the Golden Demon City is shocking, but some people are naturally drawn to this kind of spectacle.

For example, Wilhelm, after his initial shock, smiled, his eyes showing excitement, and looked at the chaotic scene below, laughing:

"Wow, what a grand festival! Fantastic! Truly a Valhalla!"

"How interesting. It seems that Lord Heydrich intends for us to witness the outcome of this struggle?"

Elune looked calmly at the unreal demon battlefield below, having already figured out what Lord Heydrich meant by "witnessing".

"In other words, the last person left here will become the seventh person at the Black Round Table."

Lisa Brenner looked down at the carnage below, her heart filled with awe at Lord Heydrich's terrifying power, and at the same time, with reverence for the future colleague who was about to be born.

Because no matter who the final victor is, anyone who can enter the Black Round Table through such a ceremony is someone worthy of respect from all members of the Black Round Table.

"Ta-ta-"

Suddenly, just as everyone was marveling at the scene of carnage below, several footsteps sounded behind them.

Valyria was the first to react, and whispered a reminder to everyone, "Those lords have arrived."

Turning his head and following the sound of footsteps, he saw Reinhard Heydrich walking towards them, flanked by Karl Kraft and Gray Enkraf.

"Attention, everyone!"

When Elunere saw Heydrich approaching, she immediately spoke sternly, instructing everyone to get ready to welcome the leader of the Black Round Table.

"despair--"

Upon hearing this, all the members of the Black Round Table dared not slack off. Amidst the uniform sound of footsteps, everyone stood up straight on the left and right sides, their expressions serious, side by side.

Reinhardt, Karl, and Gray, with the crowd parting to make way for them, arrived at the observation deck overlooking the battlefield. Looking at the scene below, they chuckled softly:

"It seems all the actors have arrived."

At this moment, the arena, now almost a pile of abandoned rubble, no longer sees the scene of hundreds of people fighting and killing each other.

On the battlefield, stained with gunfire and blood, only two figures stood panting.

Unsurprisingly, it was Michelle and Rhodes.

The two, dressed in tattered and blood-stained military uniforms, had almost returned to human form. If they killed and devoured the last enemy in front of them, they would become complete Eternal Demons.

However, amidst Reinhardt's voice, which, though not loud, resonated throughout the entire battlefield, Rhodes and Michelle were both drawn to the man who shone like gold.

"Who are you!?"

"What exactly did you do to us?!"

The moment Michelle and Rhodes saw Reinhardt, they realized that he was the owner of this place.

Because this place, filled with gold, though magnificent and dazzling, is in no way as dazzling as Reinhardt.

If he isn't the owner of this place, then no one else truly is.

Thinking of this, the two of them questioned each other without any politeness, asking what they had done to them... no... to everyone who had died in the previous battle.

"You ask who I am, and what I have done to you?"

Reinhardt looked down at the two people before him, their beautiful and heroic figures on the battlefield, and their brilliant souls. To their questions, he simply responded with an elegant and tolerant smile, and said:

"There's no point in discussing these things here, anyway, you won't listen."

"Because for you, there is another, biggest mystery."

Like Reinhardt's shadow, Mercury Serpent looked at the two below and added with a smile.

"Who are you? Are you alive or dead? Or what is death to you? You don't know, you don't understand, and as long as you continue to fight here, this mystery will never be solved."

Reiji stared calmly and indifferently at Rhodes. He held great goodwill and respect for this man's soul, after all, the other was the source of the core desire of the instantaneous godhood.

The desire to cherish beautiful moments and value fleeting happiness originated from this man, Rhodes.

The Mercury Serpent chose him as Mary's scabbard not only because of his desire, but also because of his decapitation lineage.

The Mercury Serpent had noticed Rhodes long ago.

There was a man in Germany named Johann Reichhardt who beheaded the most criminals in history, and Rhodes' family was exactly the same as his.

In the eyes of the Mercury Serpent, Rhodes' soul was more suited to be the executioner than John, the first of his time, for his soul alone was enough to rival tens of thousands.

"Therefore, brave warriors."

Reinhardt's eyes burned with a blazing golden light as he looked down at Rhodes and Michelle, offering them his most sincere blessings of love:

"Destroy each other! Remember death! Fly over the edge of the precipice! You have all missed the highest moment. Love the only kin before you, destroy him, embrace him, for the answer you seek lies ahead!"

"Of course, I did not force you to do this, but I know that you are unable to suppress yourselves, because you possess such souls, which is why you were chosen by this city."

"If you are dissatisfied with this, then seize Valhalla, which belongs only to you."

Yes, that's right. We're all the same, destroying for love, and the marks of struggle are etched on everyone's soul.

Only unrealistic madness is the paradise for those who follow the demonic path.

The golden beast sincerely blesses the heroes whose souls shine, wanting to embrace them, even at the cost of destruction.

"Valhalla..." X2.

Upon hearing this, Rhodes and Michelle felt bewildered, and their souls trembled and shook.

Valhalla, that is the glory of reaching the finish line of life with all one's might.

However, Rhodes and Michelle have different perceptions of what constitutes the endpoint.

But there is one thing they absolutely agree on: they do not yearn for Valhalla, where life and death battles are constantly repeated in mythology.

Rhodes couldn't help but look at Michelle, who felt a deep familiarity to his soul, and asked in a deep voice to confirm:

Are you also a deceased person?

"That's right, I am a dead person, and you are a dead person too."

Michelle's unwavering answer confirmed for the two remaining people that they were the same as each other, and that they both realized the fact that they were the dead.

They are clearly dead, yet they don't know why they exist.

Because we arrived at Valhalla? No way, that's absolutely not it!

How can someone who doesn't even know how they died stand tall and say they died without regrets?

All pride and dignity, just as Reinhardt had said before, had been forgotten by them.

Therefore, Rhodes and Michelle's wills resonated at this moment.

[I am now imprisoned in a false life.] X2.

If that's the case, what should we do?

There is only one answer; there is no other choice.

[Once again... no, the next time I must reach that 'moment' that I truly acknowledge and am completely free of confusion!] X2.

Otherwise, they will never be free and will be forced to continue fighting here forever.

"Hmph, hehehehehehe... Very good, very good."

The Mercury Serpent clearly perceived Rhodes and Michelle's realization and couldn't help but laugh with delight. Looking at the two facing off in the battleground, it chuckled:

"How beautiful is this warrior's resolve, how tragic is this restraint! So, are you all ready? After this battle, the Black Round Table will be declared complete. Alright, let's begin tonight's horror show."

Although I had witnessed this scene with Reiji many times before, my mindset had changed somewhat after witnessing it again on the fifth day.

Because eliminating the possibility of Mara's birth would distort this eternal cycle of reincarnation and cause the established situation to deviate.

Neither Razer nor Mercury Serpent seemed to care much about this.

After all, there's no point in always repeating what we already know; the unknown is what makes the world normal.

On the battlefield, Rhodes and Michelle did not want to respond to Mercury Serpent's words; they simply looked at each other intently.

Then... he slowly clenched his blood-stained fist and regulated his breathing.

Prepare for one last battle.

"Come here on horseback."

Michelle's expression remained calm as she stared intently at Rhodes before her. Looking at his face, she said in a deep voice, "A comrade I may have met somewhere before, you are the last one."

Feelings are never wrong; even without memory, the soul remembers that feeling deeply.

The soldier before me, the man before me, is the same comrade-in-arms I fought alongside on some battlefield before my death.

"Oh, I see. It's just the two of us left."

Rhodes couldn't help but laugh, glanced at the surrounding battlefield, and sighed helplessly.

He also sensed that the man in front of him was an acquaintance, or perhaps even a friend from his past life.

When you talk to the other person, you can feel a sense of familiarity that makes you feel relaxed.

Michelle clenched her steely fist. Seeing the smile on the man's face, a slight smile crept onto her own lips, but her response remained scathing:

"Therefore, we have no choice but to fight to the death."

"But you look like you want to die completely this time, don't you think? You don't even know where you met your comrade before."